#boyfie

— Boyfie / Boyf instead of Partner

[pt: boyfie/boyf instead of partner]

a flag for one who uses the term "boyfie" or "boyf", exclusively or not, in place of boyfriend / girlfriend / other typical partner terms.

[x] instead of partner by @rwuffles!

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Toge Inumaki

‘a love beyond words’

boyfriendtoge!

Inumaki’s way of speaking if you don’t know !

Salmon: Agree/Affirmative

Bonito Flakes: Disagree/Deny

Kelp: Greeting

Mustard Leaf: Concern/Worry

Toge Inumaki had always been quiet. The curse he carried—his Cursed Speech —had made words dangerous, and as a result, Toge had learned to rely on silence, gestures, and the little things to communicate. But that didn’t stop him from feeling deeply, and it didn’t stop him from caring.

Then there was her.

The girl who didn’t flinch when he whispered words of cursed power, the girl who didn’t look at him with fear, but with patience and understanding. She was kind, so kind, and she had a smile that made his heart race. And despite his silence, she had never made him feel like it was something to be ashamed of.

When they first started dating, Toge worried about the obvious barrier between them. She didn’t know the full extent of his curse, but she understood enough to know that he couldn’t speak freely. Yet, in all their quiet moments together, she never made him feel the need to speak. Instead, it was the small gestures that mattered.

Today was no different. They were sitting together under a large tree on the school grounds, the soft breeze rustling the leaves above them. Toge had brought a thermos of tea, and she had brought her sketchbook. It was one of those perfect afternoons where the world felt like it had slowed down, and everything felt easy.

She was drawing, her pencil moving effortlessly across the paper, but Toge was watching her. The way she furrowed her brow in concentration, the little bite of her lower lip when she added details to her drawing—it was a sight he loved, a small moment that he couldn’t quite put into words.

She noticed his gaze and looked up, offering him a warm smile. “I’m almost done with this one,” she said, her voice soft. “You like it so far?”

Toge blinked and nodded. He didn’t need to speak; his actions said enough. He reached out, gently taking her hand in his and giving it a light squeeze, his thumb brushing over her knuckles in a way that spoke volumes.

It was the quietest form of affection, but to her, it was all she needed.

She chuckled softly, the sound like music to his ears. “You’re so quiet, but I can tell you’re always thinking.” She placed her pencil down, turning her full attention to him. “You don’t have to talk, you know?”

Toge smiled, a shy, small thing, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He squeezed her hand once more, his gaze softening. There was no need for words. She understood him better than anyone else ever had.

She nudged him with her shoulder playfully, making him laugh quietly. His laugh was rare—low and almost a little awkward—but it made her heart flutter every time she heard it.

"Okay, okay," she said with a teasing grin, "but I still want to know what you’re thinking."

Toge hesitated for a moment, his gaze flicking down to their hands, and then back up to her eyes. He wanted to say so many things—I care about you… You mean so much to me… I love the way you laugh—but the words got stuck, tangled in the curse that lived in his throat. Instead, he did what he always did: he reached for the small notebook he kept tucked in his jacket.

She watched, her eyes bright, as he scribbled something on the page before handing it to her.

“I like being with you."

Her heart swelled as she read the words. She smiled at him, her eyes softening. “I like being with you, too,” she said, her voice gentle but full of warmth. She placed the notebook down beside her and, without missing a beat, leaned over to kiss his cheek softly.

Toge froze for a split second, surprised by the sudden gesture, but then a warm smile spread across his face, his cheeks flushing lightly. He reached up, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering against her skin just a little longer than necessary.

She looked at him, her eyes sparkling with understanding. "You don’t need to speak to show me how much you care. I know." She took his hand, entwining their fingers together. “Your actions speak louder than words ever could.”

Toge's heart skipped a beat at her words. She wasn’t just saying this to make him feel better—she truly understood him. She didn’t need the grand gestures or the big declarations. She understood that he loved her in the small, subtle ways. The way he’d offer her his jacket when it was cold, the way he’d always make sure she was safe, the way he would sit quietly with her, just being together.

And that was more than enough for her.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the ground, Toge stood up, gently pulling her with him. He didn’t say anything, but he guided her toward the rooftop of the dorms. She didn’t question it—she simply followed.

Once they reached the top, the sky was a canvas of colors, vibrant oranges and pinks bleeding into the darkening blue of evening. They sat side by side, and Toge reached over, carefully taking her hand in his again.

She smiled at the simple gesture. "You know," she said, her voice quiet but sincere, "you may not say much, but you’ve shown me more love than anyone with a thousand words could ever do."

Toge blinked at her, his heart swelling at the sincerity in her voice. He didn’t need to respond. Instead, he just leaned over, pressing his forehead gently to hers.

And in that moment, surrounded by the quiet hum of the world around them, they both knew that words weren’t necessary.

Their love spoke volumes—through every smile, every gentle touch, every unspoken understanding.

It was perfect.

bonus fun mini story !

Ever since you and Inumaki started dating, there had always been a bit of a 'language barrier,' you could say. Honestly, it was there even before you two got together—but it was something you learned to get used to. Panda constantly teased your relationship. Then again, he’d been there from the very beginning. When you and Inumaki first locked eyes, he told Panda. You’d think Panda was his emotional support or something.

3 of my dividers are from @strangergraphics i forgot who made the jjk and first dividers if i find out i’ll reblog! 🌷

Holy fucking hairball dude I could not have been more sorely mistaken