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Y/N

As you walk through the school corridors you come to a stop when you see a group of girls bullying another girl. You knew the girl from sitting next to her in class, she was sweet and didn’t deserve this treatment.

‘Now what do we have here y/n?’ Shiki giggles, appearing next to you out of thin air.

You tense, ‘you know I don’t get why people can’t be nice.’

He throws his head back and laughs, ‘well, as one of the many sardonic people in this world, we have to get our kicks somehow.’

You huff and turn to glare at the mysterious boy who rarely showed up to class and people labelled ‘odd’, ‘well I like to see the good in people Shiki. I bet even you have some good inside you.’

Shiki stops laughing and glances at you, taken aback by the seriousness in your eyes and sincerity in your voice. You’d never once judged him based on other people’s opinions and gave him the benefit of the doubt. Aside from the student council, you were the only other person in the school he could tolerate.

Next thing you know he marches over to the group of bullies, and you swear he admits some dark aura because they run away with their tales between their legs looking like they’d seen a ghost or worse a devil. He helps the victim to her feet and she thanks him before limping off.

When he walks back over to you he notices your smile, it could light up the darkest of rooms and it was aimed at him. You don’t know what overcomes you, but you find yourself hugging the purple-haired boy.

‘Thank you Shiki, maybe you’re an angel in disguise.’

He tenses in your arms before relaxing into the hug, ‘and people call me odd y/n.’

You continue smiling at him, ‘I’d much rather be odd than boring, that’s what people call me.’

Shiki shakes his head and cups your chin looking you dead in the eyes, his expression unreadable, ‘you’re not boring, you’ve got a kind soul y/n. Don’t let anyone taint it,’ he pauses, ‘especially me,’ he whispers the last part under his breath but you hear it.

Ever since the movie got announced i been so hyped for it. ;v; 

I know is not out yet and it will be a long way off till we can see it but im bored anywhere else (more or less, Deviantart is depending whether it got messages in it or not which there is none at the moment) BUT i keep coming back to this tag. ;v; 

URIE

I have a lot of beautiful butterflies, what can I say they are drawn to me and my many ‘charms’. There was however one butterfly who evaded my capture, they were immune to my ways and didn’t fall head over heels in love with me. y/n l/n was an enigma, they were quiet and kept to themselves, got good grades and all the teachers liked them. They were smart and beautiful, and every time I was around them they got flustered but never enough to fully crack under my spell.

Today I was strolling through the hallway when someone bumps into me, and that person was y/n. However they didn’t look like their normal composed self, their hair was messy and they had a split lip and red puffy eyes indicating they’d been crying.

‘What happened y/n?’ I ask, concerned.

y/n pushes past me, ‘leave me alone Urie I don’t need you making things worse.’

Before they can get too far away I reach out and grab their arm, ‘you’re upset about something.’

y/n shakes their head, ‘I’m not,’ they huff.

I tut, ‘I know that face. That’s your ‘I’m upset with you face’ and your eyebrows, they get expressive when you’re mad y/n.’

More tears fall down y/n’s cheeks as they try to get out of my grip, ‘please Urie let me go, I can’t deal with this anymore.’

I let y/n go, ‘deal with what anymore?’

y/n rubs their eyes making them worse, ‘like you don’t know or care what your precious little butterflies are up to.’

I was taken aback by y/n’s bluntness and venom in their tone when they spoke about my butterflies.

‘What happened?’

y/n shakes their head and walks away, head down. I guess it was up to me to find out what was going on.

~Next Day~

I was shocked to find out that a certain group of butterflies had taken it upon themselves to gang up on y/n while they were studying in the library, and rough them up. I know we had pull at this school, but the fact the librarian didn’t step in to help enraged me even more. They didn’t like y/n’s carefree attitude towards me and wanted to put y/n in their place. I’d never asked them to do this, and now y/n believed that I had orchestrated the whole thing.

‘You messed up this time Urie, y/n’s a good person,’ Mage says, glaring at me across the council room.

‘Your butterflies need their wings cutting,’ Shiki interjects, while cutting the heads off white roses, ‘y/n is the only human in this school I like.’

‘How are you going to fix this Urie? y/n’s grades look good for the school, we can’t have them slipping because of you,’ Rem pipes up from behind his desk.

I was stunned to discover that the rest of the council knew y/n and seemed to like them. Now they’d also turned on me which I didn’t like. I needed the perfect way to make it up to y/n, and a light bulb goes off above my head.

‘I’m going to make it right,’ I state, as I stand up and leave the room.

y/n was alone walking across the school grounds close to Shiki’s rose bushes, looking more put together than they did yesterday, except evidence of the split lip was still there and slight bruising makeup was struggling to conceal.

‘y/n wait up, I want to apologise,’ I call out.

y/n stops and turns around, holding their books close to their chest, ‘you don’t apologise Urie.’

I straighten up, ‘I never asked those girls to attack you, I’m sorry they caused you distress and hurt. I guess I didn’t realise how much influence I had until yesterday, and it scares me thinking they could hurt you more y/n. I know when you first came to the school I tried to hit on you, I didn’t make the best first impression so I’m going to make it right now.’

y/n genuinely looks confused, ‘how?’

I extend my hand and smile, I’m Urie Sogami it’s a pleasure to meet you y/n. I hope we can be friends.’

y/n cracks a smile and shakes my hand back, ‘hello Urie, I would like to try being friends if you’re serious and not joking.’

I nod, ‘This isn’t a joke y/n, I’m going to make things right by going back to the start.’

MAGE

I didn’t go to classes that often, I didn’t see the point in them, but ever since a transfer student arrived I find myself going to more and more classes. y/n l/n had been assigned the seat next to mine, and from what I could tell initially they were too pure for this earth. They had this natural beauty they were unaware of, and since finding out they’d been homeschooled so had limited interaction with peers their age fellow students started taking advantage of the innocence and naive nature y/n radiated.

y/n was intelligent, so really students took advantage of y/n’s friendly helpful nature when it came to class projects if they wanted to get a good grade. y/n probably couldn’t believe people were talking to them, let alone asking them for help. It surprised many that I had yet to take advantage of y/n, it was in my DNA as a devil and the ‘bad boy’ of the school, but I saw myself as more of a protector since y/n needed all the protection they could get.

Over the months I got closer to y/n, they opened up around me because I wasn’t so much in their face and business like everyone else, and this gave me an edge over other male students who had started to see y/n as more than just a way to get good grades. y/n’s main problem lay in the fact they hated letting people down, and sometimes they were oblivious to confessions until they’d shut the person down in the politest way possible.

I wasn’t like Urie who had many butterflies, I was the type to get jealous very easily once I believed something belonged to me.

‘Mage! Help me!’ y/n calls out, snapping me out of my thoughts, as I see them running towards me down the hallway looking panicked.

I pick them up bridal style and run out of the school building, hearing what sounded like footsteps behind us, ‘what happened y/n?’ I ask as I try to find somewhere for us to hide.

y/n bites their lip, ‘three guys tried to confess to me in a row, I got overwhelmed and ran away, especially when other students started calling me rude names because I won’t accept a confession.’

Shiki’s rose bushes were the only option, and I’m thankful not to find him as I crouch down to hide with y/n very much still in my arms clinging on. y/n shouldn’t be called names, they had every right to deny confessions.

‘You’re safe now y/n,’ I say, a little out of breath from running.

Footsteps and raised voices run past the rose bushes, and y/n ducks their head into my chest. It was now or never to tell y/n how I truly felt about them.

‘y/n I want you. All of you, and not just half-heartedly, wholly. And maybe that’s selfish, but I don’t care,’ I ramble.

y/n looks up at me with wide curious eyes, a faint blush on their cheeks, ‘I’ve never been in a relationship before Mage.’

I shake my head, ‘we can take things one day at a time.  I love you y/n and I want to protect you. Other students wouldn’t dare mess with me.’

y/n nods their head, ‘okay Mage, I accept your confession. I love you as well.’

Y/N

Ah the weekend, your favourite two days because there was no school, and you were free to do whatever you liked. You’d made sure to do all your homework after school on Friday because you hated working on weekends. You’d planned out a fun and relaxing weekend with your boyfriend Rem Kaginuki, head of the school council and all-around hottie, making every student jealous of you but you didn’t care.

Yes, you knew he was a devil, as being a lesser demon yourself the two of you surprisingly fit together like peas in a pod despite class difference and ranking on the food chain. Everyone was against you two in the beginning, but you soon won over the other council members who liked how you were able to calm Rem down when he got mad.

You’d made sure to double-check with Rem and the council that he had no plans this weekend, and as far as you were aware he was all yours for the weekend. You’d been perfecting your cooking skills and had put together a nice picnic since the weather was nice, and then in the evening the two of you would cuddle and watch films, mostly your picks because Rem liked seeing you happy.

However as you watch the clock your happiness slowly fades to hurt, because Rem was half an hour late and hadn’t the decency to even text or call you explaining himself. You pick up your phone and dial his number, he picks up on the third ring.

‘Sorry y/n I can’t talk right now,’ he says, sounding stressed.

You pout, ‘ok I’ll keep it quick, where are you? You were supposed to be here thirty minutes ago.’

Rem sighs loudly, ‘we have a lead on the grimoire.’

‘You promised that I’d get to have you all weekend. Why can’t the other council members go?’ you reply rather bluntly.

‘Because it’s my job, and it’s important y/n,’ he snaps.

You gulp, ‘and I’m not?’ you hang up without another word.

All Rem cared about was the grimoire nowadays, you weren’t important to him anymore.

REM

The lead on the grimoire had been false, we were none the closer to finding its whereabouts, and all day I’d had y/n on my mind and how our call ended. They were right, I could have sent the other council members because we weren’t even sure the lead was strong, but I liked to be in control at all times. I knew I’d messed up when I called it more important that y/n, why did they continue to put up with me?

I sneak into y/n’s house, they needed to lock their windows and walk through the kitchen hearing the TV on in the other room. I stop by the kitchen table and a wave of guilt washes over me seeing a picnic basket and blanket y/n had a whole day planned for us and I didn’t have the decency to tell them I wouldn’t be coming.

Walking into the lounge I find y/n asleep on the sofa, a blanket hanging half on their body and half on the floor. On the coffee table were a bunch of films, and I realised they were films y/n had been talking about all week and I said I’d watch them.

LINDO

y/n was an exorcist on training and had been assigned to me as their mentor. y/n had a lot of potential, being able to quickly pick up on things that didn’t belong in the human world, though their Latin did require work if they wanted to be able to exorcise and deal with the supernatural threat.

Tonight I’d gotten word of vampires trying to get close to Ritsuka, so y/n had suggested we deal with them before they could get close. This led us to an abandoned warehouse, which looked straight out of a scary movie. y/n didn’t know about my joint heritage, and I wanted to keep it that way for now because I wasn’t fully sure if she’d snitch me out or not.

‘Lindo, above you!’ they shout.

I look up in time to see four vampires who’d been hiding in the ceiling beams drop to the ground circling the two of us. y/n was already starting the exorcism while I fought the vampires off to give y/n as much time as they needed. However, neither of us saw vampire number five, who appears behind y/n, grabs them from behind and sinks their fangs into y/n’s neck.

I see red and the vampire side of my heritage kicks into overdrive as I skilfully take down each vampire including the one who’d latched itself onto y/n. Before I could reach the pair, however, the vampire stopped drinking y/n’s blood, cut their wrist and forced it against y/n’s mouth. I’d never wish this fate on anyone, especially y/n.

y/n was gasping for breath in my arms as I hold them to my chest slowly rocking them, the wound on their neck already healing showing the transition was in process.

‘I feel different,’ she whispers.

‘Close your eyes and go to sleep y/n, I’ll be here when you wake up,’ I say calmly when adrenaline and vengeance was pumping through my veins.

y/n shuts their eyes and after a couple of minutes stops breathing entirely, they were dead but not quite the normal dead.

Y/N

When you open your eyes you have to shield them from a bright light, which quickly dims.

‘Sorry y/n I forgot your eyes would be sensitive,’ Lindo apologises quite close to you.

You were in your bed, in your room, and Lindo stood next to the bed staring down at you with concern and guilt across his grace.

‘Did last night happen?’ you ask.

Lindo nods, ‘just know that I’m not going to treat you any differently, and I will help you cope with your new life.’

You can’t help but snort, ‘why do you sound so knowledgeable on the subject?’

When Lindo doesn’t reply with a joke or snarky remark you knew something was up. And you get your answer when you lock eyes with him and are taken aback by a familiar red glow, was he a vampire as well?

‘I’m half vampire half human, I was going to tell you once I could trust you wouldn’t snitch me out y/n,’ he replies and looks down at his feet.

You throw the sheets back and get out of bed with a bit of a wobble and throw your arms around him, ‘we’ll have each other’s backs from now on.’

Smh not in this fandom too. Let me make this clear: The character is not YOURS ALONE Anyone can have them if they want the character. He's yours in YOUR mind, he's theirs in THEIR mind. If the characters belonged to one person, the fandom would be a dark, lonely place. These kinds of people ALONE can ruin a fandom for many people. I don't want that to happen to Dance with Devils.