You grit your teeth and glower up at the smirking face of S’s renowned anti-hero Shadow. “Oh, I’m sure all right. And when I win—and I will win, you apologize to Reki-kun for not only humiliating him but destroying his skateboard that he worked so hard on.” You took your sleek oak wood skateboard that was littered with stickers of your favorite animes and bands on it out from underneath your arm and place it on the ground in front of you.
You clench and unclench your fists as you stride through the striking black, white, and red marbled halls of House of De’Vil. Yup you, an aspiring costume designer had a job at the biggest fashion designer company in London. In all of England really. But that came at the price of working for the most agitating, bullheaded, indescribably egotistical, diva-like man in the entire universe. The one and only Cruello De-Vil.
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The Spikemuth village could be described as many things. Sadly, lush and green was not one of those things. With its run down and dilapidated stone hovels, to its beaten up road ways. It was definitely a rather “Unique” town to say the least
“Closer, closer. Just a few more steps.” You murmur out as you crouch further into your hiding spot within the foliage of the forest just outside of the green and lush clearing you were staking out. It wasn’t for the beautiful and serene scenery you were here for though. It was for the dragon that was lumbering around in it. You were so very close to capturing it.
You stood in front of your front door as your shifted the grocery bags onto your left arm so you could find you keys. Usually, you’d get takeout or bribe Edward into getting the groceries for you if he were nearby. He usually made a huge stink about doing it, but it certainly gave Envy a laugh.
A smile stretches across your features as you think of the Homunculus. It’s been at least a full year since everything went down. For punishment, the government—thanks to Edward and surprisingly Roy, gave Envy the punishment of being under house arrest for a whole year instead of having to spend time in jail. And even more lucky for you, it happened to be your house that he was cooped up in.
Dabi groaned as he opened his eyes. As he looked up at the ceiling he noticed something was off. In fact, the bed he was in wasn’t his, nor was this room. Ugh, did he have another one of “those” nights? Hmm, he doesn’t remember going to any of the clubs he frequents. His thoughts are suddenly broken from the soft groan made from the sleeping person off to his side.
“(Y/n)! (Y/n) stay with me! You promised that you would stay here with me. You promised you’d change the world right alongside me. So..don’t…go.”
“Heads or Tails?”
The coin flips. “It’s heads. Guess that means I’m the head chef and you’re my sus chef this time.”
“Ryo! Be nice to (Y/N)-Chan!”
“Heads or Tails?”
The coin flips. “Tails. Ha! Looks like you have to face me in a Food War after all! And I’m gonna massacre you!”
“Hmph. Just you wait, you bandana-wearing jerk I’ll kick your butt!”
“I’d like to see you try.”
“Oh, bring it on!”
“So how exactly have you two stayed together for so long? Which one of you asked the other out?” Sakura asked as your two teams sat together at Ichiraku.
You let out a sigh and bite back the tears of frustration that were welling up in your eyes. “Neji! I said I was sorry! Isn’t that enough? It was just a simple mistake.” You said as you continue to chase after your boyfriend through the streets of Konoha.
Why exactly were you trying so hard to keep up with the stubborn Hyuuga boy? Simple. It was all because of a simple event that happened just mere minutes ago at the Hyuuga household ironically enough.
You let out a tired sigh as you finish wiping down the old, bar counter. Even after years of use, you could make the old thing shine like new with a little bit of elbow grease. You smile at your handy work, only to flinch in pain at the twinge in your lower backside. And as if on cue you felt a presence behind you followed by a pair of hands massaging away the all of the kinks.
A relived sigh passes your lips followed by a bemused chuckle. “You know, you don’t have to do this every time you see that me or the others are in pain you know. Me especially.”
A snicker came from the person behind you and those hands that were at work on your back, were now pulling you back into a pair of strong arms and a wall of muscle. “That’s nonsense Kitten, I have to make sure all of my possessions are in top shape. Not bending over in pain.”
The gentle breeze, the light chirping of the birds, everything was just completely serine. That’s why you loved coming to the park on the weekends. It helped ease the tension … Continue reading Mama I’m in Love With a Fictional Character: Shinsou x Reader–Cat Burgler