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bf izu hcs!

♡ at first; he wasn’t even able to touch your arm without physically flinching away.

♡︎in his defense, he’d never had a girlfriend, and then the one time he really, really likes a girl— she actually likes him back; just as much!

♡︎lowkey has a staring issue. You’ll just catch him gaping at you every now and then, mostly in shock at the reoccurring realization that he gets to call you his girlfriend

♡︎can’t call you his gf. physically it won’t come out of his mouth.

♡︎super gittery! Always nervous around you(it’s cute!) he’s always kind shaky from how nervous he is.

♡︎FLIPS OUT when you hold his hand; and is scared on how to hold your hand back. What if he holds it too right and hurts you? what if his fingers are in a weird position?—

♡︎gets really embarrassed when you reassure him that it is, indeed, okay for him to touch you. not that he’d do so without asking… ever.

♡︎later into the relationship, he’s still shy, nervous, not really used to actually having someone to call ‘his’.

♡︎THE SWEETEST BOYFRIEND EVER, though. ahhhhh!

♡︎treasures you. treats you like a princess— like a queen.

♡︎first time you kissed him, it was on the cheek; he froze. literally went from ice cold in the winter air, to boiling hot. every single cell in his body flaming. he felt a pop in his chest and he swore it was his heart exploding.

♡︎his face is always either rosy pink or tomato red, no matter what you do. touch his arm? blushes. compliment him? fumes. kiss him? he explodes—

♡︎if i’m being fr… he’s a bad kisser; and he knows it. he’s just so nervous, so, so shy— his lips are so stiff and awkward, he doesn’t know what to do or how to move.. not to mention the fact your hand on his bicep was sending electricity through his whole body.

♡︎still, so sweet.

♡︎loves you so much. he literally cries when he gets home from dates because he loves you so much.

♡︎ definitely can’t do anything without some kind of permission; doesn’t kiss you, doesn’t hug you, call you, text you, without consent. he’s scared of over stepping.

♡︎ eventually, though, he gains enough courage to text you first— if he’s feeling studious; he might even call you.

♡︎definitely squeals and kicks his feet at every text you send him.

♡︎his home screen on his phone is the one you sent him after your first date. you were kissing his cheek, and his face was so red it was absolutely humiliating.

♡︎every single feminine thing he sees in public reminds him of you.

︎♡︎buys you around 10 gifts a week! Super sweet things; your favorite candy, cute things like keychains and cute, surprise action figures.

♡︎ definetly buys you dior makeup. Palets, lipgloss.

♡︎ you get a new bouquet of flowers every 6 days! Your favorites, cute pink flowers. He knows you love them.

♡︎any time you say you think something is cute either online or in person, you always receive it in a cute bag infront of your dorms door the next week or so.

♡︎ since you started dating him, you’ve been absolutely glowing in femininity.

♡︎his mom, ABSOLUTELY adores you!

♡︎she mentioned marriage the first time izuku introduced you to her, and you’ve never seen his face so red.

♡︎you love inko just as much— she’s your favorite! and izuku loves your relationship with his mom, your mutual affection is so sweet to him.

♡︎overall, such a sweetheart. his mom raised him right. he treats you so good, and he’s such a respectful boy you die every time he comes near.

♡︎definitely married you; his first and only girlfriend!

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CAUGHT IN THE RAIN.

ft. Prohero!Midoriya x Prohero!Reader

˖⁺‧₊˚ tags & warnings: angst thoughts, reader is in a depressive state, fluff, hurt/comfort, pining izuku, soft izuku, he just wants the best for you, izuku still has OFA

The rain was relentless, pouring down heavily, soaking the streets of Musutafu as the sounds of city life carried on beneath it. It was late, the sun long gone, and while most people sought shelter from the storm, you sat on the ledge of a tall building, unmoving, drenched to the bone.

Your mask was clutched tightly in your hand, forgotten as you stared blankly at the streets below. You haven't felt like yourself lately. The constant pressure of being a hero, of saving people day in and day out, had started to weigh on you. It gnawed at your mind, chipping away at the version of yourself you thought you had control over. You were supposed to be strong, unshakable. But lately, it felt like you were barely holding yourself together.

You thought this spot, your usual hiding place, would bring you some sense of peace. It always had before. But tonight, the rain only amplified the emptiness you felt. You weren’t sure how long you’d been sitting there, but it didn’t matter. The cold, the rain, none of it seemed to reach you. You were lost in your thoughts, in the fog that had clouded your mind.

"Y/N..."

The voice cut through the rain, gentle yet concerned. You didn’t move, didn’t flinch, but you recognized it instantly. Izuku. You hadn’t noticed him approach, but you weren’t surprised. He always had a way of finding you, of showing up when you needed him, even if you hadn’t asked.

“I was wondering where you went,” he said softly. Careful not to startle you, Izuku stepped closer, his boots splashing softly against the wet concrete of the rooftop. His heart raced as he watched you, sitting so close to the edge, so still, so... vulnerable.

You didn’t respond, just kept staring off into the streets, eyes distant and clouded. He was used to your silences lately, but that didn’t mean it hurt any less for him to see you like this. You could sense his worry growing the closer he got, but you were too numb to find the right words to reassure him.

“Y/N,” he said again, his voice softer this time as he crouched down next to you. He was cautious, not wanting to scare you or make you slip. He could see the tight grip you had on your mask, your knuckles white from the pressure.

The rain made it hard to tell, but as he got closer, he realized your eyes were red, swollen, and despite the rain washing down your face, he could see the tear tracks that lined your cheeks. His heart clenched at the sight, a wave of protectiveness surging through him.

He didn’t know what had happened, but he knew you were hurting.

“Hey…” he whispered, his hand reaching out slowly to grasp your utility belt. With a gentle tug, he pulled you closer to him, not hard enough to startle you, but firm enough that your body slid toward him, the slick ground making it easier for him to guide you away from the edge. He unconsciously positioned himself between you and the drop, making sure you couldn’t fall or slip, his instinct to protect you overriding everything else.

You didn’t resist. In fact, you didn’t say anything at all. You simply let him move you, your body limp, your gaze distant. And then, after a few moments of silence, you leaned your head against his shoulder, closing your eyes as the rain continued to pour down on both of you.

Izuku’s breath hitched at the contact, his heart skipping a beat. His first instinct was to ask if you were okay, to demand answers as to why you were sitting here, looking so lost and broken. But he didn’t. He knew better. Instead, he stayed quiet, letting the silence settle between you both, his hand coming up to rest gently on your back, his thumb tracing slow, comforting circles.

He could feel the way your body trembled, whether from the cold or the emotions you were trying so hard to suppress, he wasn’t sure. But it didn’t matter. He was here. He would always be here.

His eyes traveled across your face, taking in the way your hair clung to your cheeks, the rain trailing down the bridge of your nose and dripping off your chin. Even now, even in the midst of your pain, he thought you were beautiful.

The rain hadn’t let up, and as much as Izuku wanted to stay like this with you forever, he knew you’d both end up sick if you didn’t get out of the storm soon. Clearing his throat, he shifted his arm around your waist.

“We should get out of the rain,” he said gently, tilting his head to look at you. “Before we both end up with a cold.”

You didn’t argue. You were too tired to protest and without another word, he carefully slipped his arms under your legs and around your back, lifting you into his arms with ease. The action was so swift, so effortless, that you barely registered what was happening until you were cradled against his chest.

“I’m taking you back to my place,” he said quietly. “I don’t want you to be alone right now.”

Before you could argue, he activated Blackwhip, the tendrils of his quirk stretching out and securing around nearby buildings. He swung you both across the city, his movements precise and smooth despite the rain. You clung to him out of instinct, your fingers gripping his damp hero suit as he navigated the storm with ease. The city blurred beneath you, the wind whipping past as he carried you through the night, but all you could focus on was the steady rhythm of his heart beneath your ear, the way his arms held you so securely, as if he was afraid to let you go.

His apartment wasn’t far, and within minutes, he landed on the balcony. The warmth inside was a stark contrast to the cold rain that had soaked you both. He set you down gently on the couch, running a hand through his damp hair as he took in your drenched form.

You winced as you sat, guilt churning in your gut as you felt the fabric of the couch soaking the rain from your clothes. You’d been here when he bought this couch, helped him move in to his apartment with help from Ms. Midoriya and Bakugo. 

The sound of Izuku’s gloves hitting the coffee table with a wet smack brought you from your thoughts. 

“Stay here,” he murmured, disappearing for a moment before returning with a towel and dry clothes. If you could, you’d laugh at the way his oversized faded All Might shirt swallowed him up. He knelt in front of you, his movements careful as he draped the towel over your shoulders, his fingers brushing against your skin as he gently wiped away the rain that clung to your face.

You watched him through half-lidded eyes, your exhaustion evident. He was being so careful, so tender.

“Izuku,” you finally whispered, your voice hoarse from disuse. He paused, looking up at you with those wide, green eyes, so full of concern. “’m sorry.”

His brows furrowed in confusion. “What are you sorry for?”

“Worrying you,” you said, your voice barely audible. “For... being like this.”

His heart clenched at your words, and he shook his head, a small, sad smile tugging at his lips. “You don’t have to apologize for that.” He placed a hand on your knee, his thumb brushing back and forth in soothing motions.

Izuku was quiet for a long moment, glancing at you as you fiddled with the seams of the towel. Then, with a deep breath, he finally spoke.

“You know... I worry about you sometimes.” His voice was soft but steady.

You bit your lip, feeling the familiar sting of tears. He sighed, shaking his head. “Taking care of you is important to me, Y/N. You’re not a burden. Not to me.”

The sincerity in his voice broke through the walls you’d built up, and before you could stop yourself, the tears began to fall, mixing with the remnants of rain on your cheeks. Izuku was there in an instant, pulling you into his arms, holding you as the sobs wracked your body.

He didn’t say anything, just held you close, his hand running through your damp hair as he whispered reassurances in your ear. “It’s okay. I’m here. I got you.”

You buried your face in his chest, clinging to him as the weight of everything you’d been holding in finally spilled. The rain outside had softened to a drizzle, but inside his apartment, it felt warm, safe.

After a while, the sobs subsided, leaving you feeling drained but lighter. You pulled back slightly, wiping at your eyes, embarrassed by the mess you’d made. But Izuku just smiled softly, reaching out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear.

“You’re gonna be okay,” he murmured, his thumb brushing against your cheek. “I promise.”

You looked up at him, your heart beating against your ribcage as his eyes met yours. And before you could think, before the fear of ruining everything could take over, you leaned in, pressing your lips softly against his.

For a moment, time stopped. Izuku froze, his eyes wide in surprise, but it didn’t take long for him to melt into the kiss, his hand slipping around the back of your neck, holding you gently as he kissed you back with a tenderness that made your heart swell.

When you finally pulled away, you rested your forehead against his, eyes still closed.

“Izuku... thank you,” you whispered, your voice barely audible in the quiet of the room.

His cheeks flushed slightly, but his smile never wavered. “I’d do anything for you.”

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You’ll always be the answer

Pairing: Charlie Gillespie x Fem Reader

Requested: YES💚

Summary: For the first time Charlie and Y/N have to do an interview together and things get pretty interesting and chaotic as always with the couple.

*In the wired autocomplete section the part of the question that was covered will be in bold*

Pretty much based in the we say we’re friends world, (yes, again😤 I love their dynamic I’m sorry) you only need to know that Y/N is a musician by profession, wrote the JATP soundtrack, a childhood friend of Charlie and now his current girlfriend.

The couple is completely excited because today they have their first interviews after the confirmation of the second season of Julie and The Phantoms, and usually they are not on the same interview team so this is new. Charlie always does them with the band and the singer usually does them with director Kenny Ortega representing the people behind the scenes.

“Hello everyone, I’m Charlie Gillespie and I play Luke in Julie And The Phantoms.”

“And I’m Y/N Y/L and I play Daniela in Stardust.”

“Baby, you are here today as the songwriter of the album.”

“I know?” She thinks for a few seconds until she realizes what she said. “Oh. Well, this is embarrasing. Make my selfpromo accident worthwhile and watch Stardust after watching JATP!”

“Nice safe, beautiful. Pretty natural.” Her boyfriend teases as she smiles proudly.

“I like to believe I could be an actress.” Charlie begins to laugh at the seriousness with which she answered and looks at her, full of happiness. He loves that they can enjoy moments like this where their careers can go exactly on the same track.

They know that it will not always be this way so they should make the most of the experience.

“I’m excited to have you back, Y/N. And a pleasure to meet you Charlie. You both sure are full of amazing energy, I love it. Let’s start with the questions. Charlie, this is your first leading and in a fairly complete role, you acted, sang, danced and even wrote one of the songs, how was the experience?”

“Pure magic. They are all incredibly talented and so supportive of us, they worked so hard to unleash our full potential in an accelerated manner. They had a lot of patience with me in the dance part, they taught me to use my voice properly, they supported me in the change to electric guitar, it was simply a dream to work with every single person in the project.”

“Sounds amazing. Next question is for you, Y/N. Much has been said about the unreal chemistry between Julie and Luke. How was it for you as his girlfriend to have to witness it live? As I understand you were present throughout the recording."

"Oh man, it was awesome!" Charlie laughs at her pure response and the interviewer looks at her in disbelief.

"I'm Team Juke all the way. I know I may sound like a liar or something since I'm the girlfriend, but here's the thing.

I can't see my Char in Luke. Charlie is so good at bringing him to life that I can't believe that cool rockstar is my adorable goofball. It’s like Clark and Superman with the glasses thing. Beanie and electric guitar? Oh, hi Luke. You are so hot, wait... don’t tell Charlie I said that! Bandana and acoustic guitar? Hey baby, give me a kiss in the forehead and sing me to sleep.

What I was saying again? Oh, yeah. So... I see Juke and I’m soft, they are perfect for each other.”

“So you think Luke is hot, huh.” he pretends to be jealous and folds his arms.

“What can I say, I have a thing for rockstars, my legs melted during now or never."

He snorted a laugh. “Good to know.”

The interviewer cannot contain a laugh of her own.

"It's always a pleasure to have you here, Y/N. You are such a character and I always enjoy listening to you, and I love that even though the years go by and you are no longer so new in the industry you continue to have that fresh and iconic personality."

“Thank you so much Maria, If I can be myself here it is thanks to the beautiful atmosphere that your interviews always have.”

“My pleasure, ‘golden star’. Let’s continue. Y/N, We know you already knew Charlie, but who did you get along with better from the rest of the cast?”

“Oh my, definitely Owen. He was Charlie's roommate throughout the project so we hang out together a lot in our free time taking turns as third wheel. I'm pretty sure he's going to apply the same card to me this second season now that I'm gonna be the roommate.

But it’s okay, I totally deserve it. May the best third wheel win, Joyner!” Charlie grins and does a fistbump with his girlfriend who looks really hyped about going back to Canada with the band.

“I’m rooting for you, girl! Let’s go back to Charlie a little bit. The album that Y/N wrote is a resounding success and a very important piece for the series to be as brilliant as they are. I imagine that the four of you have a special affection for the album, but how do you feel that your girlfriend was the one who wrote a soundtrack of that level for such a special project in your career?”

Charlie looks so proud. He looks at her in a way that makes the young woman blush.

“I’m just so blessed that the things happened they way they did. She’s the love of my life, you know? I couldn't be more proud to sing her songs. She has always been insanely talented and nothing gives me more happiness that knowing she gets to do what she loves and is able to share it with the world.”

The singer's eyes water and she puts her head on the actor's shoulder, who kisses her hair sweetly.

“You two are so pure and so cute to watch, I have a new favorite celebrity couple.”

They continue the interview for a few more minutes and then they have to move on to the second section, in which they are handed some boards with the most searched questions on the internet regarding them.

“Okay guys, introduce yourselves again. I’m not going to be in the segment this time so you’ll have to help each other.”

Both agree without confessing that they have seen videos of this segment until 5 in the morning when they have nothing to do the next day and have sleepovers.

“Hi, we are Charlie Gillespie and Y/N Y/L and will be doing the wired-autocomplete interview today!”

“Okay handsome, let’s start with yours.” Charlie smiles and takes the sign in his hands, while his girlfriend removes the first tape and reveals the first question.

“Does Charlie Gillespie have a girlfriend?” Charlie smiles proudly and kisses his girls nose.

“I do, and she’s so adorable.” He touches gently her cheek and she closes her eyes at his touch.

He gives her a light kiss in the forehead and then uncovers the next question.

“What is Charlie Gillespie like in real life.”

“I’ll answer this one, Char’s a total goofball. He is cheerful, funny, always full of energy, talented, caring, and really, really hot. All done, next question!”

He laughs while blushing and reveals the next one. “Is Charlie Gillespie married?”

“Well I tried but someone ate the ring.”

“I would do it again, it was really good. Answering the question, he is not yet, but he is taking too long, maybe one of these days I will declare myself.”

He opens his eyes wide, he knows very well that his girlfriend is capable of doing it, and honestly he wants to be who does it, so he makes a mental note to prepare everything soon. Thank god he is working on the rings already.

“It’s Y/N still dating...”

“If the question says Ross Lynch I’m goin’ to lose it. No shade though, man.”

She laughs, after the James Larkin show, a lot of people showed anger as they felt that she was a much better match with the blonde, and Charlie couldn't help but feel a bit offended.

“...Charlie Gillespie! Yes, baby!” Both high five, Charlie looks almost relieved, is adorable.

“The answer is always yes folks, get use to it.”

“Who is Y/N’s best friend?”

“Well, this one is easy.” She turns to see Charlie and gives him a flirtatious little smile. He blushes and reaches out to kiss her, but she answers the question just before their lips touch.

“Ross Lynch.” She leans over and presses her lips against his for a few seconds as Charlie reacts to her response and then gapes in disbelief.

“You did nOT.” He laughs and and wrinkles his nose feigning annoyance.

“Yes I dID. But to be honest, has to be this man right here. Not a lot people know this but we’ve been best friends all our lives, so yeah. You baby, of course.” He blushes and kisses her hand, clearly happy with the answer.

“Is Y/N going to be in Julie And The Phantoms S2?”

“Will you?” He asks, genuinely curious. She never tells him what Kenny secretly confesses her about the project so as not to be unfair to the other members of the band.

“I will, but probably still back the scenes, guys. I'm really enjoying this part and learning from the best of the best so I am very happy not to be in front of the camera for now.”

“And you are doing an amazing work, love.” She grins and kisses his cheek.

“Thank you for watching us being ridiculously corny for 30 minutes, don't forget to watch Julie and the Phantoms Season 2 only on Netflix! I feel sorry for that poor people that will have to see how cheesy we are.”

“We were still recording Y/N, but never mind. The editing team has a lot of work ahead.”

“Well, damn. I’m sorry guys!” Charlie laughs for the thousandth time today. There is nothing better in life than sharing your days with your best friend. He can't wait to formalize that ‘forever’.

Thank you for reading✨

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𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔��𝐒𝐓: AHH!! Could you do a present day Luke x reader fic where the reader is hopelessly in love with Luke, she is super close to Alex and Reggie and it’s based off the song You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift!?

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Angst, slow burn, happy ending!

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𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 1994!Luke Patterson x fem!Reader

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Anything for you

Warnings: mean teenagers, a little angst, fluff

Summary: You get bullied at school. Luke feels helpless because he can’t do or say anything. But what he can do is be there for you, which leads to a surprise for the both of you.

Words: 4.6k

Pairing: Ghost!Luke Patterson x alive!reader

A/N: I recently watched Julie and the phantoms (I can’t believe it was cancelled!! Netflix, what are you doing???) and I fell in love with Luke. I mean who doesn’t, right? He’s just the cutest *intense heart eyes* and have you seen his arms??. Also boy can sing, dance and songwrite so consider me doomed.

Song lyrics are taken from the song “Invisible” by Hunter Hayes. I hope you enjoy!

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Luke hadn’t intended to follow you to school. Frankly, he hadn’t planned on ever stepping into a school again. That time of his life was over, a time he missed but knew would never get back. He had come to terms with it, focusing on his music instead.

But from time to time it would hit him; the harsh reality that he would never talk to his parents again, never make up with his mother, never be touched again by someone except the guys from his band. 

It hurt every time these thoughts dawned on him, but he pushed them aside, knowing he needed to be the strong one. The other boys needed him, so he couldn’t afford to be weak in front of them. 

Despite, it didn’t matter anyway. Thinking about all the things he couldn’t do, the life he had missed out on wouldn’t change anything. He had thought he had dealt just fine, but then his birthday had come up. 

He had watched his parents get together, blowing out the candle on the cake they had made while tears slipped down their faces. They held each other’s hands and he just wanted to touch them, hold onto them, and show them they weren’t alone. He was still there.

But he was just a ghost, unable to reach them. It broke his heart, hurt like it hadn’t hurt before.

But then you had showed up. You had given his parents the song he had written for them, for his mother. All the things he regretted saying and all the words that had never left his lips were captured in it, and he watched his mother’s chin tremble and his father sniff as their eyes darted over the page.

He had always known he was drawn to you, not just because you were the only one who could see the boys, but because of your kind heart, your warm smile, and jokes. You were special. He had known that even before he had first heard you sing, before he had read your song writing.

But in that moment, as he watched his family smile fondly through their tears, their pain raw but overtaken by love and a sense of gratitude, you watching them with tears shimmering in your own eyes, he knew he was hopelessly in love with you.

Hopelessly, because even if you liked him too, you could never be together. He couldn’t give you what you needed, what you deserved. Someone you could go out with in public or who you could introduce to your family. Someone to have a future with. 

Someone to touch. He could never take your hand in his, never trail his fingers over your arm or caress your face, never run his fingers through your hair or hold you in his arms. He could never kiss you.

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A Fairy’s Will {Natsu x Reader}

Prompt: He was almost dead

The fire was the only way to tell that he was still alive; the heated light showing as his chest moved up… and moved down…

{Credit to @writersblockwithprompts for the prompt}

Warning: Mentions of Blood, one mild curse word & Spoilers for Episode 320-328 (somewhere in that range)

He was almost dead.

The fire was the only way to tell that he was still alive; the heated light showing as his chest moved up… and moved down…

That fire represented that even with a hole in his chest, Natsu wasn’t giving up so easily…

The blonde first master, Mavis, lay still, looking dead but was merely unconscious. Then there was the (h/c) haired wizard. She on the other hand was conscious but just barely, the wound on her lower abdomen inflicted by Zeref gushing out more vital red liquid as the seconds passed. Her one hand was clutching the cut desperately, trying to stall the inevitable as best she could. Her hands may have been focused on her body’s injury but her gaze and mind were on something else.

“Goodbye, world of old.” Zeref whispered to himself, drawing closer and closer to the end of this world. (Y/N)’s (e/c) eyes watched at the flame Natsu was producing grew stronger and brighter.

“Come on… Natsu…” she mumbled under her breath, a prayer that he will stand and win this fight against his older brother. Steps away from the exit, Zeref halts, sensing the rise in magic and heat. Turning his head, his dark and empty eyes are met with the sight of a burning blaze, sprouting from the will to live and fight on deep within the salmon haired Dragon Slayer.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but stare at the blazing red and orange flames, tuning out the rest of the world. As her friend jumped around, dodging punches while delivering his own, the fire only grew, showcasing his power and spirit to win, to see the smiles and hear the laughs of those closest to him.

When Natsu gave the final blow, Zeref stumbled back, falling onto his back and unable to move. Just as that occurred, Mavis stood, walking at a slow pace to the dark wizard.

“Can I leave this to you, First Master” Natsu muttered, expression dark. Taking steps up to (Y/N), he picked her up with ease, though that didn’t stop the hiss of pain that escaped her lips. Natsu held her flushed to his chest, the warmth that radiated soothing to the injured girl. A quiet ‘yes’ came from the first master.

Natsu didn’t look back, going out the large guild doors.

He had to find someone, Wendy or even old lady Porlyusica, anyone that can help (Y/N) survive her injury… he would find someone, no matter how much his arm throbbed in pain.

“Hang in there (Y/N)…” Natsu spoke softly to her, determination in his eyes. The (h/c) haired girl in his arms hummed, fighting to keep her eyes open. She knew there was a chance that if she closed them, she wouldn’t open them later.

“Oi… stay with me here!” his grip on her tightened, her eyes snapping open at the sudden raised voice. (Y/N) shakenly brought her hand up to Natsu’s chest, grabbing onto his tattered and burned vest.

“Your scent…” she mumbled. Natsu spared a glance down at her then went back to searching for help, still listening. “I’ve… always loved it. I don’t know what it is, but it’s always been a pleasant smell for me…”

Natsu’s lips pulled up into a smile, “I like your scent too!” he called happily. (Y/N) giggled a little, wincing right after.

“Are you alright?” he asks worriedly. (Y/N) nodded slightly.

“Yeah, just kinda hurts to move..” she admits. Natsu nods, a frantic feeling overcoming him. If he doesn’t find a healer or something to stop the bleeding, his friend could… no, they’d been through too much to give up now.

Right now all he could do was move as fast as he can and by some miracle come across someone who can help. For now all he can do is keep his friend awake and talking, he won’t let her slip from his grasp so easily.

It was the same for her, she wouldn’t let herself fade from this world this early, just when her life has truly reached its peak.

She’s a Fairy Tail wizard, no way in hell will she give up. Not now, not ever.

This is her will, a Fairy’s Will to live on and see tomorrow.

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