· · ─ ·ʚ naoya zenin ɞ· ─ · · female pov
animal
sir chloe

please note i will NOT allow,
SA, R4PE, ABUSE, OR ANY OF THAT WEIRD SH1T.

fluff · sfw, contains no explicit, violent, graphic, or adult themes.
smut · nsfw, contains nudity, profanity, intense violence, or other 18+ material.
angst, a strong feeling of anxiety, dread, or deep unhappiness.

PROMPT: FEMPOV 001, ultraviolence

I can hear sirens, sirens

He hit me, and it felt like a kiss

I can hear violins, violins

Give me all of that ultraviolence

PROMPT: FEMPOV 002, the only one

Naoya prided himself on understanding people.

He could predict weakness before they recognized it themselves.

Then he met you.

No matter how carefully he watched, you remained impossible to figure out. Some days you were warm and teasing, other days distant enough to make him wonder if he'd imagined every conversation before it.

One evening, he finally asked.

"What exactly are you thinking?"

PROMPT: FEMPOV 003, the heiress and the heir

Naoya Zenin never bothered pretending he liked company, which was exactly why everyone was surprised when he started letting you sit beside him at clan gatherings. You were graceful enough to make the elders smile and sharp enough to make the younger heirs nervous. He liked that. He liked that you never flinched when he spoke to you, as if you were already his.

“You keep looking at me like that,” he said one evening, leaning back in his seat.

You smiled sweetly. “Like what?”

“Like you know something I do not.”

PROMPT: FEMPOV 0024 create your story.