Psycho Saiyaan(s) - Prabhas, Vijay Devarakonda X Reader Fanfiction
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Nobody could beat Y/n in rap battles.
Some girls tried to rap faster, only to tremble in Y/n's lyrics.
The boys of her department took the battle as a challenge to knock off the "excessive pride" of a female rapper - only to get evenly roasted in a classroom event.
Prabha is a peaceful VisCom student who is also a part-time professional mixer and rapper.
Arjun Reddy is a research student and also a new substitute lecturer for Y/n's class for the next two months.
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Y/n doesn't know anything about them until they introduced themselves into her life. And also, she doesn't know that they did come inside her life on purpose, and are not going to leave her just like that.
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"Don't tell me you spammed my mails with love poems, AGAIN!"
"No"
"Did you sneaked inside my room AGAIN? What did you steal this time? My hello kitty night pants?? "
"Haha... No."
" Look, you're smirking! My god what is it that you did this time??"
He unbuttoned his shirt to reveal her the tattoo on his chest.
"YAH Why the hell you tattooed my name there? It's embarrassing!! Close it before someone sees it! Goddammit, Prabha! You're a psycho! "
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" What is it this time?"
"..."
"You know guys I'm tired of you. Arjun just tell me what is it?"
He took off his T-shirt while we're standing in the college hallway, and people are staring at us, ahem, more specifically at his bare abdomen.
"YAH, what are you doing? Are you crazy?" I looked away and he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at his chest.
"Did you just--- did you just---" I stammered in disbelief while letting out short breaths. This guy can't be---
"Yes, I carved your name on my chest using a knife. Now, I showed my love is bigger than Prabha's, What are you waiting for?" He said.
"Jesus Christ, save your Angel from these psycho Saiyaans!"
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