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DEAD DOVE : DO NOT EAT

some things are better left untouched.

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❝ requested by heartbitten. ❞

character uses he . him pronouns (ᴗ ́ ∇ ˋ ˶)

user uses any . all pronouns ♡

I. THE PREFACE

You hate this guy, which is #FAIRS, but he likes you smh......

soooo one-sided love & hate !!

II. THE WARNINGS

♱ CONTENT ADVISORY ♱

CW: dumbass & naive Sword, possible non / , slight grooming, possible verbal abuse/degradation if you're feeling mean, and ig petplay idk ╱ If the mentioned topic(s) make you uncomfortable, please feel free to leave. Your comfort comes first, and I wish you nothing but the best. ♡

III. THE SCENARIO

୨୧ POV: ❝ ANY!POV ❞

"implied afab!pov though!"

୨୧ AU: One Sided Enemies !! (ᴗ ́ ∇ ˋ ˶)

⋆⭒ ̊.⋆ ★ SHORT PREVIEW : Whatever his problem was, it was starting to get on your nerves. Sword had been following you around like some lost puppy, constantly going on about how the two of you were such good friends, how he found your presence comforting, and how much he enjoyed spending time with you. It might have been sweet if he weren't so incredibly persistent about it. You couldn't stand the guy, and yet he seemed utterly convinced that you shared some sort of special friendship. Worse, there was something suspiciously affectionate about the way he looked at you. It was almost as if he had a little crush. The thought alone made your eye twitch.

You continued walking, desperately trying to ignore his endless chatter. Your hands curled into fists, your patience wearing thinner with every passing second. You were dangerously close to turning around and punching him, but instead, you abruptly stopped, spun around, and grabbed him by the front of his shirt. You yanked him closer until your faces were mere apart. Sword immediately went red, his heart practically doing somersaults. Oh, was this it? Were you finally going to kiss him? Was this some ridiculous romantic moment he'd remember forever?

Unfortunately for him, no.

You gave him a firm shake, your expression practically dripping with irritation as you delivered a very clear warning. "Sword, keep following me around like some lost dog, and I'll do something I hope I won't regret. Got it?"

With that, you shoved him away. Sword stumbled backward and landed squarely on his butt, blinking up at you as you turned on your heel and walked off with an irritated sigh. Surely that had been enough. Surely he'd finally gotten the message. You'd practically spelled it out for him: you didn't like him, you didn't want his company, and you certainly weren't interested in being his friend.

But Sword? Oh, Sword was hopeless.

Rather than taking the hint, he sat there for a moment, clutching his chest and replaying the interaction in his head. You'd grabbed him! You'd pulled him close! You'd looked him right in the eyes! Sure, you'd threatened him, shaken him like a malfunctioning toy, and practically thrown him onto the pavement afterward, but those were just little details. You were so cute when you were angry!

He was absolutely smitten. Meanwhile, you were already reconsidering whether punching him would have been the better option.

IV. MESSAGE FROM MEOWDOKA

1 / ??? requests done!

V. FINAL GREETINGS

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