when one looks back to their childhood, one remembers the vivid springs of laughter, climbing trees and reaching out for the stars, and making flower crowns in fields of flowers. but when [name] looked back at her youth, it was void of those colorful memories. her life as a traveler had become too dull to notice anything around her and appreciate the beauty, and her eyes spoke it. dull. empty. void. as if she had never tasted the essence of 'life'. she was a dreamless girl...who's fate was intertwined with a boy full of dreams. luffy saw, luffy wants! he saw [name], stole her away from her boring life, and made her his pillar. and in return, she stole his heart; gradually, completely, and he would stop at nothing to steal her heart too. he was a pirate after all. no one can stop him from getting what he wants!! ▬ ( luffy x reader ) ▬ status; ongoing

sunshine boy, chosen by the sun, do you hear the gods whispering those silent stardust words? star child, uttering insanities no one believes, do you regret living? moon-born, cloaked in cold fire, do you still chase shadows, or have they become you? they say the sun loved too loudly, the stars died too suddenly, and the moon grieved too quietly. naruto, sunshine boy-chosen by the sun itself-ran through life with gods whispering stardust secrets in his ears, always chasing warmth, always refusing to break. sasuke, moon-born-draped in silence and cold fire-walked with shadows stitched into his spine, a blade looking for purpose. and then they found her. the cursed star child. [name], born of collapse, cradled by void, spoke in tongues no one believed. a thing too bright for the world and too broken to stay in it, as she counts down to the number sixteen with each day that passes, wishing to go home. the sun wanted to save them. the moon wanted to hate them. the star wanted to disappear. and all three only want to go home. ▬ ( naruto x reader x sasuke ) ▬ status; ongoing

She walks forward, step by step, though the path ahead is veiled in mist. She does not know where it leads-only that she must move, must keep moving, even as the weight of yesterday clings to her like a ghost. Her voice is gone, stolen by time or tragedy-she can't remember which. Her loved ones have vanished like fleeting dreams, and happiness is nothing more than a word she once knew. All that remains is the color red. A memory. A feeling. A thread she cannot unravel. And then, him. A silent figure in the distance, watching with eyes like embers, their glow steady in the dark. Not unkind. Not cruel. Just seeing her in a way no one else ever has. She doesn't know why she steps closer. Perhaps it is the way those eyes linger, the way they speak without words, the way they remind her that even in silence, something-someone-can still listen. A reminder that she doesn't only have to love - but can be loved in return. ▬ bakugo x reader ▬ status; ongoing