y/n let out an erotic squeak, a heavy blush flushing her perfect face.
"Hey bebegrill, wanna stigma?" the huge fire rumbled in a hot bass tone, burning twigs shrivelling from within him.
Ohmigosh I wanna be that shrivelling twig inside you thought y/n, her head pounding with intrusive thoughts from the healthy 5 kilograms of printed fanfiction that she read each night before bed.
"Don't leave me hanging honeycakes, or I might get... Intense..."
The fucking fire smirked at her, an anime face appearing within the fervent, smoldering flames.
"U-u-u-u-UWU I'LL LET YOU GET INTENSE WITH ME ANYDAY!!!!:" y/n blurted, her beautiful pretty high-pitched voice cracking like all the crack she had smoked yesterday when her dad went to get the milk. She wondered wistfully and saddeningly if he would ever come back.
"man... This was a dare from my other tongues of fire... The homies yaknow... But man you're really horny y/n..." He was so brooding and intense and suspenseful.
Y/n's heart shattered into a hundred thousand million billion pieces. Tears welled at her pink orbs, and her life flashed before her eyes. "W-w-w-w-w-wait... H-h-how d-d-d-do you know m-m-my name?????//?/?"
The smolderingly intense, smoking hot bushfire semmed to turn away, but she couldn't tell because he was a fire and technically shouldn't have a gender at all.
As she hugged her knees, sobbing, watching the love of her life, the soulmate she never had leave, he said something she would never forget.
"I know because..."
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Rickrolled by the Demon// y/n x bushfire
RomanceA/N I haven't had enough hours of sleep y/n flicked her strawberry blonde hair perfectly. She smiled prettily, her perfect teeth glinting in the sunlight. Well more like the firelight. A cherry blossom flickered by and was burned to a crisp. "O-o-o...
