BlackKat

(Based on the song Line By Line, by JP Saxe & Maren Morris)

You and Lei have been together since before your rise to fame. He knew you where you were a barista at the tea shop in the lobby of your apartment. He asked you out one day after work and you two have been together for over two year now. 

Your music career kicked off and so has his military career. Both of you were very happy, especially together. One night, in bed after celebrating the release of your second album, he says the three words that you yourself have trouble with.

“I love you, y/n.” You sit up, shocked but smile, kissing him in return, leaving it at that. It’s not that you did not love him, it was just those three words. Your past relationships have ranged from toxic to abusive. And each time it was after you said ‘I love you’, to the other person.

This left you traumatized and almost scared of those words. You couldn’t bring yourself to say them, even to your mother. But you knew another way to tell him, your own way to tell him how you felt.

The next day, he gave me a kiss and left for work, and you knew you had unintentionally hurt him. You grabbed your guitar, locking yourself in your studio. Three days till your three year anniversary, you were determined to make him understand that you loved him dearly.

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Finally the day of you anniversary was there and you had everything planned. Tea was brewed, you were  You had the table set up and your stool and guitar as well as the door opened. “Y/n?” “Sit and listen.” You ordered the captain and he did as you set up, taking a breath, you began to play. 

“There are things that I sing that I'd never have the confidence to say There are things I believe that I only figure out when I sit down to play The truth don't scare me in a melody, immortalizing my sincerity There are things that I sing that I'd never have the confidence to say

Like that song about my parents that I'll never show 'em And the ones about my exes that they don't deserve But when it comes to you, I'm still trying to find the words” He leaned forward as he listened to you, face unreadable.

“Love too big for a love song If I tried to sum it up I know I'd get it wrong Sometimes if it don't sound right I apologize, I just said it 'cause it rhymed Four chords, three minutes, you never fit in it So I just take you line by line Ooh I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life Line by line

There are things that I sing that I'll never have the confidence to say Like I'm still not convinced that I won't be too much for you someday Yeah, we both know the way it goes, hear my fears all on the radio There are things that I sing that I'll never have the confidence to say 

Love too big for a love song If I tried to sum it up I know I'd get it wrong Sometimes if it don't sound right I apologize, I just said it 'cause it rhymed Four chords, three minutes, you never fit in it So I just take you line by line Ooh I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life Line by line I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life Line by line I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life,” He stood up and walked closer, leaning on the table now, arms crossed.

“I know it's complicated havin' all your shit on display I appreciate the way you make it work When it comes to you I'm still tryna find the words

Love too big for a love song If I tried to sum it up I know I'd get it wrong Sometimes if it don't sound right I apologize, I just said it 'cause it rhymed Four chords, three minutes, you never fit in it So I just take you line by line Ooh I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life Line by line I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life Line by line I'll be writing about you for the rest of my life” You strummed that last cord and he took your guitar, setting it back on the stand. You suddenly became increasingly aware of your racing heart and his calm expression, “I....I can’t say it. It’s not that I don’t, because I do, really.”

I have been study witchcraft for years, but not actively practicing. I want to start practicing but i live in a semi-intolerant area and also have no real idea on how to start practicing.

Soul mates are rare, but they do happen, the mark shows up when you reach 13, it's unique to that person. Todoroki received his when he noticed that the edges of his hair turned black as night and marks showed up on his right side. It was simple at first, simple doodles in bright purple ink and scrapes on his knees. His father scoffed. And made him continue training. And Shoto? He enjoyed the marks, knowing there was someone out there for him, that his life wouldn't be like this forever.

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Kendra looked for her mark, she needed a bright spot in her life. She found it too when she was 13, her normal black hair now had snow white streaks. She smiled at this, there it was. The sign she needed to keep fighting. Her parents didn't react, her father left and her mother's mind was leaving. So she coped in her own ways, it started with ink, writing and drawing on her arms, the permanent tattoos of a shattered mirror and footprints with thorns wrapping her arms. She kept up the act she was fine, but it got harder when she couldn't afford her mother's meds. The ink wasn't enough anymore.

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The first time it happened Shoto was in the shower, her let out a hiss as a bright red mark appeared on his right leg. He didn't think much till three more followed it. And just like that he knew, something was very wrong. She he decided to test a theory, getting out of the showed he grabbed a pen, writing above the cuts, 'Stop. Please.'

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Kendra dropped the razor blade she got from the box cutter.  There in neat cursive, was a note, pleading with her to quit. Another slowly appeared on her skin in dark ink,'What's wrong?' She rushed to find her purple marker and began to write on her skin, responding with everything.

Her story on her skin.

'Meet me tomorrow out front of UA High. Ps. I love your tattoos -Shoto'

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Shoto stared at the permanent marks on his body as he tied his uniform tie, done by his soul mate. The detailed tattoos from his left pectoral to his wrist and the hidden ones on his leg, the scars on his leg. He pulled on his jacket and left the dorms. The whole day he kept his hand on his left leg, covering the scars. He felt the sting of a blade, she did it again.

By the time the day ended he went straight to the front gate and saw her, a girl a foot shorter than him, dressed in street clothes with black hair with white streaks, like snow. He saw the newest tattoo on her arm, a broke heart. That's when he noticed, the name in the heart, Mira.

"Hello?" She turned around and saw her make up was smudged around her eyes and she had been crying,"You're her, Kendra."

"Shoto." Her voice was soft, cracking possibly due to crying. He followed his instincts and pulled her into a hug,"I...im sorry."

"Just tell me why it happened again." He sighed.

"I...its a long story." He took her head and went to the closest cafe, and sat her down outside, "My life...wasn't the easiest. My. Dad left when my mom got sick. And it wasn't bad, but her mind...she has schizophrenia, she'd have really bad days where my aunt or I couldn't leave her side. She'd hurt herself or me or get trapped in her bedroom if she wasn't on her meds, lately...its gotten worse because I cant get her meds, the insurance has lapsed and my aunt cant help anymore than she has. After I left jr high...i started working to support her and me. But... I just found out today... They want me to put her in an assisted living facility but I can't afford it." Todoroki could only marvel at this woman's strength, what she's done for her mother, "You know...when I was a lot younger...i wanted to be a hero."

"You are. You may not fight villains, but you're your mother's hero." He held her hand and she smiled, sipping her tea, "If you'd allow me, I would like to help you."

"I couldn't do that." She shook her head and Todoroki smiled.

"Let me be your hero, let someone help you carry this for a change." He watched as the wheels turned in her mind, and finally, she agreed.

"May I have your number?" He took the offered phone and save his number in it before adding hers to his.

"I want you to promise me, if you feel the need to hurt yourself, just call me. Anytime. Please." He may have just met her, but he knew from the tattoos and the cuts, and now from her. He knew her.

"Promise." They spent the rest of the day talking and laughing. When the day was ending Todoroki insisted on taking her home, "Earlier you said you'd help. What are you planning?"