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are you able to write a mash x m!reader whos a notorious double liner that just transferred to the school and is stuck into finn and mash's room because there wasnt anyother rooms? (if thats to specific im down for just mash x m!reader!)
Love blooms just like a flower in a garden
Mash Burnedead x male reader
Request made by Anon. Thanks for waiting, and sorry for the delay
I found the idea interesting and it was also my first time writing for Male Reader, so if there is a part with wrong pronouns, I would be grateful to be alerted about it.
Warning: The reader is said to have a hobby of watching butterflies and taking photos of them and gardening; the reader is completely male! Everything is from Finn's point of view, except the bonus
Summary: After (Name)'s transfer, Finn notices how close Mash and (Name) are and how their love has blossomed just like a flower
Today was supposed to be a normal day
And because it was a normal day in the lives of Mash and Finn, they had to share their room with a new transfer student.
Now Fin and Mash were facing their new roommate until he had his own room
"It's a pleasure to meet you, my name and (Name) (Last name)" The boy called (Name) while bowing in an elegant manner
If it weren't for the two-line mark on his face, Finn would know he came from a prestigious family.
"Ah.. and equally a pleasure I am and this is Mash" Finn says while pointing at himself and Mash
"And a pleasure too, what a profiterole?" Mash says while holding a profiterole in front of the (h/c) haired boy
"Ah! Thank you very much" (Name) says as he accepts Mash's profiterole
"Dispose" Mash responds
"Thank you so much for letting me sleep in your dorm until I had one" (Name) says and then he takes a bite of the profiterole "Amazing! And very delicious wherever you buy it Mash!" (Name) says as he takes the profiterole from their lips and their (e/c) eyes shine as she looks into the monotonous golden ones.
"I do it myself" Mash says nonchalantly
"That's amazing! I've never tried anything like this before" (Name) says as their gaze shifts to their half-bitten profiterole
"Really?" Mash says with surprise in their tone of voice
"Hm! The outside is crunchy but at the same time soft to the bite, along with the inside which is soft to a good extent and the cream combines perfectly with the crunchiness and softness of the dough" (Name) explain
"Wow! You must know a lot about confectionery!" Finn said in surprise
"Hm~ I like confectionery" (Name) responds to Finn
Without realizing it, Mash had a small smile on their face.
This was Finn and Mash's first interaction with their new roommate (Name)
Finn remembers the day they met (Name) like it was yesterday.
It was about two weeks that (Name) slept in their room until he had a free room
Those few weeks were difficult for (Name) as he got used to a new school and in the middle of the semester
So he joined their little group, being another two-liner like Lance
And of course (Name) surprisingly got closer to everyone in the group
But.... (Name) and Mash's relationship was different from the personal
Even if they weren't with the staff, it was possible to see the two of them together most of the time.
Finn couldn't even count all the times they were together
How he once found Mash teaching (Name) how to make profiteroles
Another when (Name) helped Mash study for exams in the library
Or when (Name) was showing their collection of butterfly photos to Mash during breaks
And also the time when Mash talked to (Name) while he was gardening and there's that too....
The list was huge
But.... Finn doesn't know when, but he noticed their fleeting touches
He once came across Mash sleeping with their head in (Name)'s lap while he played with their hair.
Another time he saw Mash and (Name) talking, he didn't know what they were saying but suddenly (Name)'s face turned red and he hid his face in his hands while Mash looked at him with their slightly pink cheeks.
There was also when he saw (Name) playing with Mash's hair and his own cheeks were red.
And when they are with the group, Finn notices every time Mash or (Name) reaches for each other's hands and holds them without anyone noticing.
Finn wasn't stupid for that, he knew Mash and (Name) liked each other, no... they loved each other
Finn wasn't disappointed or embarrassed
In fact... he thought it was cute
It was as if he visited a garden and then every time he visited that garden he found a flower that little by little grew and in the end it bloomed and it seemed like it had always been there
But it was never there, it started to create its way to the surface and then it started to grow and become what it is today.
And that's why Finn sees their relationship like this, a love that wasn't at first sight like Lemon says and his love for Mash, but rather a love that grew like a flower in the garden where there were other flowers, this flower wasn't the only one or special one, it was just growing and it stayed there and since then it was there without anyone noticing
Even if other people notice this flower and say it grew overnight, Finn will be proud to say that he saw this flower, it didn't bloom overnight but it bloomed over time to where it is.
And he hopes that this flower remains rich and strong just like (Name) and Mash's relationship
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"So... like we said before, we have an announcement to make" (Name) says to the group that was in front of him and Mash
One day (Name) and Mash called the group to say something
"Me and Mash are dating" (Name) says and then Mash holds his hand to confirm
.....Silence permeated the air around the group.....
(Name) breaks out in a cold sweat thinking it wasn't a good idea while Mash squeezed his hand as a form of comfort
"WHAT?!?????!!?!?!?!?!" Lemon and Dot scream at the same time, bursting Lance's eardrums, who was next to them.
"Congratulations on your relationship!" Tom says in an excited tone while raising a thumb "May your relationship be as strong as a bamboo" He finishes
"How long have you been together? How did this happen? When are you getting married? Why didn't you say this before? How is the mushroom head (Name) dating?! ...." Lemon and Dot ask dozens of questions while get closer to (Name) and Mash without letting them talk
While this situation is happening, Lance notices that Finn was quiet the whole time.
"...Aren't you going to say anything Finn?" Lance asks as he looks away to look at Finn.
"Oh no... actually I already knew" Finn says as he continues to stare at (Name) and Mash talking to the people about their relationship
He couldn't help but notice the way Mash looked at (Name) with so much love and the way a smile formed on her face.
"I'm glad they're together, they make a good couple" Finn says as he smiles
"Hm.. If you say so" Lance takes his gaze away from Finn and faces the group
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*ðð¢ðµðŠð³ ð°ð¯ ð£ð°ðµð© ð°ð§ ðºð°ð¶ ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ð€ððªð€ð¬ ððªð¬ðŠ ðð°ð·ðŠ, ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð©ðªð® ð£ðŠð€ð°ð®ðŠ ðšð°ð°ð¥ ð±ð¢ð³ðµð¯ðŠð³ðŽ!
*ð©ðŠ ðŠð¯ð«ð°ðº ð©ð°ðž ðºð°ð¶ ð±ð³ð¢ðªðŽðŠ ð©ðªð® ðžð©ðªð€ð© ðºð°ð¶ ð°ð§ðµðŠð¯ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðžð°ð³ð¥ðŽ ðŽð¶ð³ðŠððº ð©ð¢ð·ðŠ ð¢ ðžð¢ðº.
*ð©ðŠ ð¢ððŽð° ðµð©ðŠ ð§ðªð³ðŽðµ ð°ð¯ðŠ ðµð° ððŠð¢ð³ð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ð±ðð¢ðº ð®ð¶ðŽðªð€ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµð¶ð¢ðððº ð€ð°ð®ðŠ ðµð° ððªðŽðµðŠð¯ ð°ð³ ðµð¢ðð¬ ð¥ð¶ð³ðªð¯ðš ðžðŠðŠð¬ð¥ð¢ðºðŽ ðªð§ ð©ðŠ ð©ð¢ð·ðŠ ð¯ð°ðµð©ðªð¯ðš ðµð° ð¥ð°.
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*ð©ðŠ ðŠð¯ð«ð°ðº ð¥ð°ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ðµð³ðªð€ð¬ðŽ ð°ð¯ ðð¢ð¯ð€ðŠ ðžð©ð° ðšðŠðµ ð¢ð¯ð¯ð°ðºðŠð¥.
*ðð±ðŠð¯ð¥ðªð¯ðš ðµðªð®ðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¢ðð ð®ð¢ð¬ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ð©ðŠð¢ð³ðµ ð§ðð¶ðµðµðŠð³ ðªð¯ ð«ð°ðº.
*ð©ðŠ ðžðªðð ð©ð¢ð·ðŠ ð¢ ð©ð¢ð³ð¥ ðµðªð®ðŠ ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ðªð¯ ðð°ð·ðŠ ðžðªðµð© ð¢ ð®ð¢ð¯. ðð¶ðµ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ð©ðŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ð©ðŠ ðŽðžð°ð³ðŠ ð©ðŠ ðžðªðð ð±ð³ð°ðµðŠð€ðµ ðºð°ð¶.
*ð©ðŠ ððªð¬ðŠðŽ ð£ðŠðŠð¯ ðªð¯ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð¢ðµðµðŠð¯ðµðªð°ð¯.
*ð©ðŠ ð¢ððŽð° ðžð°ð¯ð¥ðŠð³ðŽ ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð³ðŠ ðŽðªð¯ð€ðŠð³ðŠ ð°ð³ ð¯ð°ðµ ð£ð¶ðµ ð³ðªðšð©ðµ ð¯ð°ðž ð¯ð° ð°ð¯ðŠ ðªðŽ ð©ð¶ð³ðµ ðŽð° ðžð©ðº ð£ð°ðµð©ðŠð³ ðµð©ðªð¯ð¬ðªð¯ðš ð¶ð¯ð¯ðŠð€ðŠðŽðŽð¢ð³ðªððº?
*ð©ðŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ðšðŠðµ ð±ð°ð¶ðµðº ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ðšð¢ð·ðŠ ð¢ðµðµðŠð¯ðµðªð°ð¯ ðµð° ðð¢ð¯ð€ðŠ ð®ð°ð³ðŠ ðµð©ðŠð¯ ð©ðªð®. ðð§ ðºð°ð¶ ð€ð¢ð®ðŠ ðµð° ð·ðªðŽðªðµ ð±ð¢ðº ð¢ðµðµðŠð¯ðµðªð°ð¯ ðµð° ð©ðªð® ð¯ð°ðµ ð°ð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ðŽðªðŽð€ð°ð¯ ð¥ð¢ð®ð¯ ðªðµ!
*"ð ðžðªðð ð±ð³ð°ðµðŠð€ðµ ðºð°ð¶, ðº/ð¯! ðð§ðµðŠð³ ðžð°ð®ðŠð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð³ðŠ ðµð©ðŠ ðŽðŠð€ð°ð¯ð¥ ð±ðªð³ðªð°ð³ðªðµðº!"
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*ððªð³ðŽðµ ð®ðŠðµ ð°ð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðº.
*ðŽðŠð€ð°ð¯ð¥ ð°ð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ð®ð¢ð»ðŠ.
*ð©ðŠ ð¥ðªð¥ ðŠð¯ð«ð°ðº ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð€ð°ð®ð±ð¢ð¯ðº ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð®ðªðŽðŽðŠðŽ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð³ð¢ð®ð£ððŠ. ðð¯ð¥ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð¢ð€ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ðžðŠð¯ðµ ðµð° ðð¢ð¯ðš ð¢ð§ðµðŠð³ ðŽð¢ðºðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ ðžðªðð ðšð° ðµð° ððð¥ðŠð³.
*ð ð°ð¶ ð£ð°ðµð© ð®ðŠðµ ð¢ðšð¢ðªð¯ ðð¢ðµðŠð³ ð°ð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð°ð³ðŠðŽðµ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðŽ ðµð³ð¢ðªð¯ðªð¯ðš.
*ðºð°ð¶ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµð¶ð¢ðððº ð§ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ ð°ð¶ðµ ð°ð§ ð©ðªð® ð£ðŠðŠð¯ ð¢ ðŽðªðŽð€ð°ð¯ ð°ð³ ðŽð°ð³ðµ.
*ðð¯ð¥ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð¢ð€ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ð¬ð¯ðŠðž ð©ðªðŽ ð§ðŠð¢ð³ðŽ ð°ð§ ðŽð±ðªð¥ðŠð³ðŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðšð©ð°ðŽðµ.
*ðžð©ðº ð¥ð° ðºð°ð¶ ð€ð°ð®ðŠ ðµð©ð³ð°ð¶ðšð© ðµð©ðŠ ðžð¢ðð ðµð° ðŽð€ð¢ð³ðŠ ð©ðªð®! ððšð© ð©ðŠ ð©ð¢ðµðŠ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ðŽð¢ðº, "ðµð©ðŠ ðžðªð¯ð¥ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð ð¢ð³ðŠ ðð¢ð®ðŠ ðžð©ð¢ðµ ð€ð¢ð¯ ð ð¥ð° ð¢ð£ð°ð¶ðµ ðªðµ?"
*ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµð¶ð¢ðððº ð¥ð°ðŠðŽð¯'ðµ ððªð¬ðŠ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ð¥ð°ð¯'ðµ ðµð¢ðð¬ ðµð° ð©ðªð®. ððŠ ðžð°ð¯'ðµ ðŽð¢ðº ð°ð¶ðµ ðð°ð¶ð¥ ð£ð¶ðµ ð©ðªð® ð§ð°ððð°ðžðªð¯ðš ð¢ð³ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ ðªðŽ ð°ð£ð·ðªð°ð¶ðŽ.
*ðŽð°ð®ðŠðµðªð®ðŠðŽ ð©ðŠ ð«ð¶ðŽðµ ðµð¶ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð€ðð°ð¢ð¬ ð¢ððŠð³ðµðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶. ðð©ðŠð¯ðŠð·ðŠð³ ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð³ðŠ ð¢ðð°ð¯ðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðžð¢ðð¬ðªð¯ðš ð°ð¯ ð©ð¢ðððžð¢ðºðŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð©ð¢ð·ðŠ ð¯ð°ðµ ðµð¢ðð¬ ðµð° ð©ðªð® ð°ð³ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ ð¢ð±ð±ð³ð°ð¢ð€ð© ð©ðªð®.
*ððŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ðšðªð·ðŠ ðŽð¢ð³ð€ð¢ðŽðµðªð€ ð³ðŠð®ð¢ð³ð¬ðŽ ð£ð¶ðµ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽð¯'ðµ ððªð¬ðŠ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ðŽð°ð®ðŠð°ð¯ðŠ ðŠððŽðŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ðªðµ ðµð° ðºð°ð¶.
*ð©ðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðºð°ð¶ ð¥ðªð¥ ð§ð°ð¶ðšð©ðµ ð¢ð§ðµðŠð³ ð©ðŠ ð§ð°ð¶ðšð©ðµ ðžðªðµð© ððªð³ðµð© ðð¢ð¥ð ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð§ð³ð°ð® ðµð©ð¢ðµ ð°ð¯ ð©ðŠ ð®ð¢ð¬ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ðšð°ð¢ð ðµð° ðŽð¶ð³ð±ð¢ðŽðŽ ðºð°ð¶ ðµð°ð°. ðð¯ð¥ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð¢ð€ðµ ðªðµ ðªð³ð€ð¬ ð©ðªð® ðžð©ðŠð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ð®ðŠð¯ðµðªð°ð¯ ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð³ðŠ ðµð©ðŠ ðžðŠð¢ð¬ðŠðŽðµ.
*ð¢ð³ðŠ ðºð°ð¶ ðªð®ð±ððºðªð¯ðš ð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ðžðŠð¢ð¬ðŠðŽðµ ðµð°ð°?
*"ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ððªð¬ðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¯ð°ðºðªð¯ðš ð®ðŠ ðžð©ðº ð¥ðªð¥ ðºð°ð¶ ðŽðµð°ð±? ð ð¥ðªð¥ ð¯ð°ðµ ðŽð¢ðº ð ð¢ð® ð£ð°ðµð©ðŠð³ðŠð¥..."
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*ð§ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ ðºð°ð¶ ð¢ð£ðŽð°ðð¶ðµðŠððº ð¢ð¥ð°ð³ð¢ð£ððŠ!
*ðð°ðŠðŽð¯'ðµ ð®ðªð¯ð¥ ð¢ðµ ð¢ðð ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ðµð¢ð¬ðŠ ðð¢ðŽð© ð¢ðžð¢ðº!
*ðŽð©ðŠ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµð¶ð¢ðððº ðªðŽ ð€ð°ð¯ð§ð¶ðŽðŠ ð°ð¯ ðžð©ð° ðµð° ð€ð©ð°ð°ðŽðŠ.
*ðºð°ð¶ ðµï¿œï¿œðŠð¢ðµ ð©ðŠð³ ðžðªðµð© ðŽð¶ð€ð© ð¬ðªð¯ð¥ð¯ðŠðŽðŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¢ð±ð±ðŠð¢ððªð¯ðš ð¯ð¢ðµð¶ð³ðŠ ðŽð©ðŠ ð®ðªðšð©ðµ ð€ð°ððð¢ð±ðŽðŠ!
*ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðµð©ðŠ ð§ð¢ð€ðµ ðºð°ð¶ ð¶ð¯ð¥ðŠð³ðŽðµð¢ð¯ð¥ ð©ðŠð³ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ ðŽðªð¯ðš ð¢ ðŽð°ð¯ðš ð§ð°ð³ ð©ðŠð³ ð®ð¢ð¬ðŠ ð©ðŠð³ ð©ðŠð¢ð³ðµ ð£ðŠð¢ðµ ð²ð¶ðªð€ð¬ðŠð¯ðŽ.
*ðŽð©ðŠ ðžð°ð¯ð¥ðŠð³ðŽ ðªð§ ðŽð©ðŠ ðŽð©ð°ð¶ðð¥ ðð°ð·ðŠ ðð¢ðŽð© ð°ð³ ðºð°ð¶.
*ðµð©ð°ð¶ðšð© ðŽð©ðŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽ ð¬ð¯ð°ðž ðð°ðµ ððªð¬ðŠ ðºð°ð¶.
*ðªðµ ðªðŽ ð°ð£ð·ðªð°ð¶ðŽ ð£ðº ðµð©ðŠ ð£ðð¶ðŽð© ð£ð¶ðµ... ðð©ðŠ ð¢ððŽð° ð¢ðŽð¬ ððªð¯ð¯ ð¢ð£ð°ð¶ðµ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ððªð¬ðŠðŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¢ðð.
*ðŽð©ðŠ ðªðŽ ð€ð°ð¯ð§ð¶ðŽðŠ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ð¥ðªðŽð©ðŠð¢ð³ðµðŠð¯ðŠð¥ ðžð©ðŠð¯ ððªð¯ð¯ ðŽð¢ðº ðºð°ð¶ ððªð¬ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ðŠðð¥ðŠð³ ð£ð³ð°ðµð©ðŠð³.
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*"ðº/ð¯-ð¬ð¶ð¯. ðð³ðŠ ðºð°ð¶ ð£ðª? ððµ ðªðŽ ð§ðªð³ðŽðµ ðµðªð®ðŠ ð ðžð¢ð¯ðµ ð®ðº ð¢ð¯ðŽðžðŠð³ ðµð° ð£ðŠ ð£ðª ðªð¯ðŽðµðŠð¢ð¥ ð°ð§ ð¢ ðŽðµð³ð¢ðªðšð©ðµ ð¢ð¯ðŽðžðŠð³!"
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*ð£ð¶ðµ ðµð©ðŠ ðšðªð§ðµðŽ... ðð¯ð¥ ðµð©ðªð¯ðšðŽ... ð ð°ð¶ ð³ðŠð¢ðððº ð¬ð¯ð°ðž ð©ðŠ ððªð¬ðŠðŽ ð³ð¢ð£ð£ðªðµðŽ ð¢ð¯ð¥ ðžð¢ðŽ ððªðð® ðµðŠðððªð¯ðš ðµð©ðŠ ðµð³ð¶ðµð©?
*ð¢ðµ ð§ðªð³ðŽðµ ð©ðŠ ðžð¢ð¯ðµ ðµð° ð³ðŠð«ðŠð€ðµ ð£ð¶ðµ ðð¢ðµðŠð³ ð°ð¯ ðµð©ðŠ ðºðŠð¢ð³ðŽ ð©ðŠ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµð¶ð¢ðððº ððŠðµ ð©ðªð®ðŽðŠðð§ ð£ðŠ ð±ð¢ð®ð±ðŠð³ðŠð¥ ð£ðº ðµð©ðŠ ðšðªð§ðµðŽ ðºð°ð¶ ðŽðŠð¯ðµ.
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*ð©ðŠ ðŠð·ðŠð¯ðµð¶ð¢ðððº ð¬ðŠð±ðµ ð¢ ð±ð°ð¬ðŠð³ ð§ð¢ð€ðŠ ð¢ð³ð°ð¶ð¯ð¥ ðºð°ð¶ ð£ð¶ðµ ðªðµ ðªðŽ ðªð®ð±ð°ðŽðŽðªð£ððŠ ð§ð°ð³ ðºð°ð¶ ðµð° ð¯ð°ðµ ð¯ð°ðµðªð€ðŠ ð©ðªðŽ ð§ð¢ðªð¯ðµ ð³ðŠð¥ ðµðªð± ðŠð¢ð³ðŽ ðžð©ðŠð¯ðŠð·ðŠð³ ð©ðŠ ðµð¢ðð¬ðŽ ðµð° ðºð°ð¶.
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*"ð ð©ð°ð±ðŠ ðºð°ð¶ ð¶ð¯ð¥ðŠð³ðŽðµð¢ð¯ð¥ ðžð©ð¢ðµ ᅵᅵð°ð¯ðŽðŠð²ð¶ðŠð¯ð€ðŠ ðºð°ð¶ ðžðªðð ð§ð¢ð€ðŠ ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ðŽðµð¢ðº ð©ðŠð³ðŠ ðº/ð¯".
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Oh I have an Idea!
Mashle character x ghost fem reader
Romantic for the male character (like they got crush on her) except someone older like the Professor like mr. Walhberg, miss melidou and the other people.
She is a ghost, her dead is because she died by getting burn like a witch, she is magicless when she still alive thats why many people who have magic try to kill her. Thats what the rules say doesn't it?.
When she turned into a ghost and roamed around in the easton school for years , one day she find a magicless student and that is no other than mash burndead. She want to protect him because she didnt want him to end up like her. As a ghost she can't be killed, so she try to protect mash from who try to killed him.
She sometimes show herself to mash and his friend and when, the scene the divine visionaries appear she trying to defend him and protect him.
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Mash Burnedead x Ghost Reader
Long ago before Easton Magic Academy was built, there was a small village that stood where the school now stands. In this village, there was a very handsome mage who was as powerful as he was kind. Unlike some villages, this village was a purist village. The only people who lived here were those capable of using magic. Anyone who couldnât use magic was driven out or killed. The young handsome mage was the son of the villageâs leader. One day, he fell in love with a girl. This girl was kind and sweet but she had a secret, she was incapable of using magic. The young mage tried his best to hide her inability, he truly loved her, but a pair of jealous eyes always followed them.
Another young woman who had a crush on the young mage had discovered the girlâs inability to use magic. Knowing that the young mage would likely follow the girl if she was driven from the village, the young woman lied to the manâs father and said that the magic-less girl had bought love potions and had been using them on his son. The young woman hid the empty vials in the girlâs bag so when she was questioned by the authorities, theyâd search her bag and find them. Word quickly spread around the village and the girl was locked up and set to be burned at the steak for her crimes. Despite his pleas, no one listened to the young mage for everyone believed he was under the influence of a love potion.
The next morning, the girl was dragged out of her cell and tied to a cross in the middle of the village. As they piled wood at the base of her feet, many men held the young mage back as he cried and struggled to free himself. As they lit the fire, the young mage watch slowly as the love of his life was slowly engulfed in flames. Hearing her screams, he managed to break free from the men holding him only to be put to sleep by a sleep spell cast on him to prevent him from interfering with the trial. When the young mage awoke later, he learned of his loveâs death and cursed the village for their deeds before taking his own life. The young mageâs curse allowed for his loverâs soul to haunt those who did her wrong by tying her soul to the earth.
Years past and eventually the village was abandoned and later the school was built on top of where the village once lied. The girlâs soul wandered the school grounds for years, steadily and slowly soaking up magical energy. Despite not being able to use magic when she was alive, the curse was powered by the grudges of those who bear it as well as who cast it. The curse gave her the ability to use magic to enact her revenge. For years she watched as magic users preyed upon each other and established a social hierarchy based on how strong oneâs magic was. She was disgusted by this, the mistreatment of others and the bullying.
One day, a young man with a mushroom like haircut entered the school grounds. Having nothing to really do, the girl always watched the entrance ceremony to see who would enter the school. The young man caught her eye as instead of doing anything magic related in preparation for the tests, he was lifting weights and working out. What a strange young man, as she continued to observe him, she noticed he had never used magic in any of the trials. It wasnât very hard for the girl to realize that the young man couldnât use magic. Worried for the young man who she learned was named Mash Burnedead, she began to follow him around. She kept an eye on him at all times and swore that she would protect him. She watched as another young man took advantage of Mashâs social ineptitude and made Mash do all kinds of menial tasks.
Her rage burned as she watched. But eventually the truth was revealed when Mash found his roommate, Finn Ames, being bullied into submission by the young man. After smashing the boyâs face into the ground and burying the vice principal, Mash was summoned by the headmaster. The girl watched unaware that the headmaster knew of her presence on the schoolâs grounds. That night, she appeared before a supposedly sleeping Mash and gently caressed his head. Promising to protect him before she disappeared. From that day on, Mash would get the feeling on occasion that he was being watched, catching glimpses of a girl that would seemingly appear out of thin air and then vanish.
One night, he pretended to sleep, you walked up to him and appeared as you gently stroked his head only for his eyes to open, spooking you. You both stared at each other for a moment before Mash spoke up. âWho are you?â He asked. You told him you donât really remember your name since itâs been so long. You told him about what you are and what happened to you, you told him all that you remembered of your past life. You told him that you know he canât use magic and that you will protect him. He tried to lie and say that he can use magic but you just giggled at his obvious lie. After that night, you would follow Mash around and he was fine with it.
Eventually he would go on to defeat the Magia Lupis which lead to others finding out he couldnât use magic. From there he was brought before the magic bureau. When Orter tried to attack Mash with his sand, a vortex of black flames surrounded Mash, protecting him from Orterâs attack. It was then that you showed yourself to the Divine Visionaries and threatened to kill anyone who dared to hurt Mash. Over the years, you had amassed quite a large amount of magical energy which allowed you to cast powerful spells. Each of the Divine Visionaries fell to their knees in agony as you forced them to feel like they were being burnt alive. When Mash asked you kindly to stop and not kill them, you begrudgingly relented and released them from your spell.
From then on, you slowly watched as Mash grew and made friends, changing the minds of people and eventually becoming accepted by everyone. Seeing Mash become accepted by everyone, you felt your anger and resentment towards the past fade. You felt the curse that kept you bound to the earth weaken. One night, you appeared before Mash for the last time. âMash, Thank you. For so long now, Iâve been tied to the world of the living, unable to move on into the afterlife due to my hatred and anger towards what happened to me. But seeing you become accepted by everyone, itâs finally given me peace. I can finally rest and move on, so thank youâ you smiled as you spoke to Mash. Slowly, your apparition dissolved into tiny light particles as the curse broke, freeing you.
The next day, Mash and his friends went into the forest and began digging in an area until they uncovered what appeared to be human bones that had been burnt. Together, Mash and his friends made a proper grave for you. Mash even went as far as to carve a gravestone for you with your name, date of birth and death, as well as a bit of information about you. Wahlberg agreed to make your gravestone a special place on the campus that would be protected so that no one would desecrate it. Every now and then, Mash would leave a cream puff for you as a gift whenever he visited.
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Rules and what I write
Mashle Magic and Muscle
Valentine's Day
Carpaccio Luo-Yang
Conversations about a stormy night (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Kianna Komori(Oc))
Jealous Boy (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Kianna Komori(Oc))
The best way to rest and have a tea party ~ (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Kianna Komori(OC))
Double Confession (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Finn Ames)
Curse Cupid and win a date
Delisaster
Bon Voyage~ (Delisaster x GNReader)
Domina Blowelive
Headcanons (1)
Finn Ames
Double Confession (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Finn Ames)
Mash Burnedead
Headcanons (1)
Training and new habits (Mash Burnedead x chubby/curvy fem reader)
Love blooms just like a flower in a garden (Mash Burnedead x male reader)
Orter Mádl
Homemade dinner and a bouquet of flowers (Orter Mádl x GN Reader)
It's not jealousy if it's just to protect your loved one (Orter Máld x Fem Reader)
Rayne Ames
Know when to rest and work!! (Rayne Ames x reader)
A fair exchange(Rayne Ames x Reader)
Mr Villain's Day Off
General
The girl with hearing aids (General x Fem Reader)
#mashle#mashle magic and muscles#mashle x reader#mashle x you#mr villain's day off x reader#mr villain's day off#kyūjitsu no warumono san x reader#kyūjitsu no warumono san#masterlist
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Events and Special Days
Valentine's Day
Carpaccio Luo-Yang
Conversations about a stormy night (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Kianna Komori(Oc))
Jealous Boy (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Kianna Komori(Oc))
The best way to rest and have a tea party ~ (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Kianna Komori(OC))
Double Confession (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Finn Ames)
Curse Cupid and win a date(Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Fem Reader)
Carpaccio and the strange feeling called love(Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Shy!FemReader)
Delisaster
Bon Voyage~ (Delisaster x GNReader)
Domina Blowelive
Headcanons (1),(2)
Doom
A picnic that neither of them will betray (Doom x FemReader)
Finn Ames
Double Confession (Carpaccio Luo-Yang x Finn Ames)
Mash Burnedead
Headcanons (1)
Training and new habits (Mash Burnedead x chubby/curvy fem reader)
Love blooms just like a flower in a garden (Mash Burnedead x male reader)
Orter Mádl
Homemade dinner and a bouquet of flowers (Orter Mádl x GN Reader)
It's not jealousy if it's just to protect your loved one (Orter Máld x Fem Reader)
Rayne Ames
Know when to rest and work!! (Rayne Ames x GN Reader)
A fair exchange(Rayne Ames x GN Reader)
#mashle#mashle magic and muscles#mashle x reader#mashle x you#mashle magic and muscle x gn reader#fem reader#gn reader#male reader
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