#haruto angst
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HIIIII i'm coming back again to request bcos i really REALLY missed reading treasure fics hehe (your blog is one of my faves btw! ♡)
anyways, i just had this idea for a scenario when i saw 0104's pics on han river recently!! can i request a haruto scenario wherein you are hanging out with the 0104 guys (OR MAYBE EVEN T5) and bf!haruto just kinda got a little jealous when you give him no attention because jeongwoo/junghwan just entertains you so much and you give them all the attention becayse they're like dongsaengs to you??? TT
their bond really makes me cry they truly are the cutest <3 ANYWAY no pressure on this!! stay safe!!!!!!
♡ I’M NOT JEALOUS! — WATANABE HARUTO
bf!haruto x fem!reader | wc : 0.7k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, established relationship, fluff, mild angst, playful teasing, jealousy | loki's lines : this one was long overdue, i'm sorry 😭
“jealous? me? pfft. never. what would i be jealous about?”
watanabe haruto shook his head as you raised your brows, challenging him to confess his true feelings.
while you were at the han river, you tried teaching jeongwoo how to ride a bike, since the younger had confided in you, letting you know he didn’t know how.
but your biking lessons seemed to be disturbed by your boyfriend, haruto.
the raven-haired male was stuck to your side like glue, making it impossible to teach his best friend.
“ruto, seriously. get it together.” you smiled, amused by his behavior. “i was just teaching him how to ride a bike. why are you being jealous?”
“shut up, i’m not jealous!”
“oh, you’re so jealous.”
haruto frowned. “am not!” he shook his head. “i’m not jealous; i’m being absolutely reasonable,” he explained, making you burst into a fit of giggles.
“no, you are not!” you laughed, shaking your head. “this isn't reasonable at all.”
“stop laughing!” haruto whined, brows furrowed in annoyance. “so what if i'm jealous? what then, huh?!”
you smiled. “really, ruto? are you jealous? of jeongwoo? seriously?” you asked, your voice was quiet as you spoke.
“maybe i am a little jealous, okay? honestly, though, who wouldn’t be?”
“jealousy doesn’t suit you, my love. don't fret your pretty head over all this.”
haruto sighed, covering his face in embarrassment as he thought over the situation he got himself into.
he never meant to get jealous like this. he knew you were just helping jeongwoo, but he couldn't help the way he felt.
haruto trusted you both, but when you took this much care of jeongwoo, haruto couldn't help but feel jealous of the attention his best friend received from you.
“gosh, i never would have thought i’d ever be jealous about things like this,” he grumbled under his breath, shaking his head. “you must think i’m stupid, huh?”
you nodded, giggling at the way your boyfriend’s face fell. “you are stupid. stupid, because i can’t believe you don’t know how much i love you.” you smiled widely.
“really? you mean that?” he asked, confused.
“hey, look at me.” you held his face in your hands. “i’m yours, and no one can change that, okay? i love you, not anyone else. you.”
“i love you, y/n.” haruto smiled, leaning closer as he placed his lips against yours. “thank you for making me feel better.”
before you could respond, jeongwoo’s voice grabbed the attention of you two, and you turned towards him as you watched him ride his bicycle around in circles.
“look, y/n! ruto!” he yelled, excited. “i’m riding a bike!”
the two of you exchanged proud looks, excitedly cheering in unison as you watched the younger male do his first solo bike ride.
jaehyuk and asahi watched you all from the sides, glad you two talked it out and everything was back to normal.
they were worried when you dragged haruto to the side, having noted the male’s odd behavior, but seeing you two in big smiles assured them everything was fine.
“i never knew haruto was the jealous type,” jaehyuk admitted, amused. “that too, jealous of jeongwoo.”
asahi shrugged. “eh, there are days where you crave more affection than the rest. today was one of those days for haruto,” he explained.
“i’m glad they sorted it out, though.”
“yeah, me too.”
jeongwoo biked towards the couple, beaming as he looked at you. “y/n, you wanna race? i think i can beat you,” he challenged, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
“oh, like heck you can! i literally taught you how to ride a bike.” you scoffed, grabbing your bike and sitting on it. “you think you can outdo the master?!”
“i don’t think i can beat you. i know i can!”
“you are so on, park jeongwoo!”
haruto stared between the two of you, shaking his head with a smile. “now, what happened to the conversation we were just having?” he asked, pretending to be upset.
you bit back a smile. “woo is like my brother, ruto. you are my boyfriend.” you shrugged. “bros before hoes, dude!” you announced, pedaling away with jeongwoo as fast as you could.
watanabe haruto stood in his spot, shell-shocked, as he watched his girlfriend and best friend laugh at his expressions. he placed his hands on his hips, shaking his head as he looked at them.
“this is outrageous, y/n! i demand more attention! you said you love me!”
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IF YOU CANT HANG — WH
boyfriend!haruto x gn!reader
cw: established relationship, some fluff, cheating, angst, mentions of xg's cocona, cursing, idk lemme know if i missed something
a/n: been down in the dumps lately so i decided to write my very first angst fic for this account! btw i love cocona so don't come for me. i just used her cause she and haruto both trained at avex
wc: 1.1k
you and haruto have been dating for the past 2 years and you loved each other.
he always gave you forehead and crown kisses, played video games with you, cooked for you, slept in the same bed as you, bought you many gifts, sent you selfies of himself when he's away, made songs for you and so much more.
you especially loved when he's tired and cuddles you, his face tucked under your chin as you play with his hair and he snores softly.
but as of late, he's been so busy: never coming home until 2 or 3 in the morning, never paying you any attention, his texts became less frequent, hell you even stopped sleeping together.
most nights when he came home late, he'd sleep with his back turned to you and other nights, he'd be passed out on the couch.
how could you cherish each other when it seems like he doesn't even wanna be around you?
you stayed up one night, waiting for him to come home. the cartoons on tv was getting blurry as hours passed by and you felt sleepy. you checked the time which read 7:03 am.
7 in the morning and he's still not home. you began to get worried as he's never stayed out for this long.
yawning, you grabbed your phone and dialed his number. after a couple rings, it goes to voicemail. you try again but he still doesn't answer the phone.
you try one last time, but it goes straight to voicemail. you scoff, lying down on the couch with a snorlax plush against your chest. you pretended that snorlax was your boyfriend, holding it close and falling asleep.
an hour later, haruto sneaks in, carefully and quietly closing the door. he takes off his shoes, going into the kitchen and opening the fridge to open a coke.
you hear the can opening and the drink fizzing up, waking up from your slumber and rubbing your eyes to properly wake you up.
"haru?", you groaned
he was surprised to hear your voice so closely as he thought you were upstairs sleeping.
"is that you, haru?"
he sighs, "yes, now go back to sleep"
you groan, "sleep with me haru"
he sips more of his soda, heading to the stairs, "later, go to sleep"
you hear his heavy footsteps descending, your eyes feeling heavy and wet with tears.
why was he acting like this? did he not love you anymore?
you grab snorlax, holding it for comfort and head upstairs, treading softly as haruto begins changing out of his clothes.
the light coming from your shared room was the only light in the house as the sun was slowly rising. you walk into the room, haruto's back to you as he pulled his shirt off, and that's when it all makes sense as to why he was out all the time and never taking the time out of his day to spend with you.
because he was spending it with someone else.
you notice scratch marks on his back and some faint love bites on his neck.
your eyes well up with tears, holding snorlax closer to you.
haruto grabbed his shirt, turning around and buttoning it up before his head lifts up and notices you standing there.
you see more love bites on his chest and neck, tears falling from your eyes and down your cheeks, and he notices.
"[name]... i can explain"
"explain what?!", you snap, "explain why you're cheating on me?!"
"it's not what it looks like-"
"really?! 'cause it looks like to me that you found somebody else"
"baby-"
"don't call me that!", you walk backwards, "don't you ever call me that again"
you walk out of the room, sobbing into your plush and heading for the bathroom for some comfort.
how could he do this to you? a year of doing nothing but being a good partner and loving him unconditionally and this is how he repays you. whoever is keeping him occupied can keep him as a whole because there's no way he's coming back into your life.
haruto knocked on the bathroom door, "ba- [name]? can we talk about this?"
you don't answer him, just folding your knees into your chest and staring at snorlax.
"baby... i'm sorry, okay? i just-"
"how long has this been going on?"
he sighed, pressing his forehead against the door, "3 months..."
more tears fall and you cover your mouth, muffling the sounds of your crying.
"[name], please... let me explain"
"what is there to explain? if it was just once, i would let you explain how it happened but it's been 3 months!"
"she was my childhood friend, okay?!", he yells before taking a deep breath, "i never meant for this to continue but, she kept roping me in and-"
"and you couldn't not think for yourself for once"
"don't say that"
you scoff, "don't say what?! the truth?!"
"haruto, for the past 3 months, i've been feeling you distance yourself and i couldn't think of a reason why. but now that i know... i don't know if i even wanna be with you anymore"
haruto sat down, his head against the wooden door.
"can i at least know why?"
"why did you do this to me, to us ruto?"
he bit on his bottom lip, trying to come up with an excuse but he couldn't.
"i didn't think we'd last this long", he mumbles
"what?! you didn't think we'd last so you go and cheat?!"
"no! i-", he stops himself, sighing.
he puts his hands on his head, "i saw how close you and junghwan were getting so i thought you were gonna leave me for him. i was sad and angry and kokona was right there so i retaliated"
"i swear it was just gonna be that one time but, every time i seen you with him, i felt worse and worse. and kokona, she made me feel better"
haruto explaining himself had you silently crying all over again.
"so instead of coming to me with your concerns", you begin, "you go behind my back and do something like this? did you ever think about how this would effect me?"
"of course i did, but i thought-"
"stop thinking haruto! because when did that ever do you any fucking good?!"
he understood your anger so he took every shout.
"i changed everything about myself so i could fit in with your lifestyle-"
"i never asked for that"
"you didn't have to! i did it so you wouldn't feel ashamed to be with me!"
"i gave you my everything and what did i get in return? fucking cheated on", you huff.
you were hurt, and rightfully so. haruto has been lying to and hiding from you.
you two sat there in silence for hours, you stuck in your head and haruto waiting for a word to be said.
"haruto?"
"yeah baby?"
"i don't wanna be with you anymore"
and there it was. the 7 words he hoped you would never say.
"i sincerely hope that kokona was worth it"
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Pumpkin
Pairing: Mashiho x gn. reader
Genre: Fluff/Angst
Content Warnings: Long distance-ish au; established relationship; pining; mentions of crying; use of the words "Baby," "pumpkin," "angel" and "princess"
Part of: Mellow's You've Got A Letter Event
Mellow speaks: This is for my super lovely angel, Kari!!!! Thank you so much for being so so so nice to me love, and it really was a pleasure writing this for you. I know the Mashidam hiatus has hit you hard, so I hope this acts as somewhat of a relief to the heartbreak. I love you, do enjoy!
Also, I decided to go with Mashiho since he's actually away from Korea for the time being, while Yedam hasn't actually gone anywhere and so missing Y/N wouldn't make much sense lol.
Tagging: @yedammi @axartia @sweethyuka @ivyvesisi @yunhorights
Hey pumpkin, How are you doing??
I know. You're probably thinking, "That's what I should be asking you, Mashi," while shaking your head, right? But that's okay, because it's what you ask me every single time we talk anyway. And that's why I figured that the least I can do is ask you the same, for once.
I hope you're doing good, and I hope you're taking care of yourself and eating and sleeping on time even without me forcing you to. I mean, yeah, I do call you up during mealtimes and at night just to remind you to do the bare minimum for yourself, but it's not the same as grabbing your arm or lifting you off your feet just to carry you to the dining table or the bed, you know?
Oh and, how are your classes going? Please don't say, "They're being a pain" again, because that's what your probably told me the last time I asked you on FaceTime. I know they're a pain, but it's a pain that you're very much capable of bearing, because you're my fighter baby, right? I just hope you're doing your work consistently and not overworking your cute little body too much. Even if something seems hard the first time you read it, I want you to step back and give it a rest for a while, instead of working yourself till you burn out.
And now, you better not go all "Aww you care so much!" on me, because both of us know how you care just as much when I'm practicing too hard and not resting.
I'm doing well here too, helping mum and dad around in the house and playing with Kotetsu in my free time. I'm regularly working out too, just so I can still be hot when you see me again. But don't you worry my angel, because I'm still taking things easy so as to not strain my body too much, even when I'm dancing.
Wow.....writing a letter is so much harder than I had thought. But I guess it can't be helped since most of the things I'm telling you, I tell you every day anyway. But it's just that....there's still something I haven't said much on call or on FaceTime, because I was shy of seeing or hearing your reaction. And that's why I decided to send you a letter in the first place, so I can show you what's going on inside my head without being shy.
So, the thing is....I just miss you so much. This is the first time we've been away for so long, and I'm not liking it one bit. Being with my family is great, it really is. But that doesn't mean I've completely forgotten about life in Seoul, about the members and most importantly, about you. It's just not the same without your form sitting on the counter while I cook something for you, and it's not same without having you lean into my shoulder whenever you feel some extra love for me.
I miss going on dates with you, and I miss sneaking out late at night just to see the surprised look on your face. I really needed this break, heaven knows I did. But I just wish you could be here with me right now. I need to hold you in my arms so bad, and I need to kiss you and call you all the pet names that you know I cringe at. I want to feel your hands running through my hair, and I want to feel your heart beating against mine.
It's been less than a month and I already miss you so much it's not even funny anymore. I know I'm supposed to be resting, but then again, how I am I supposed to do that when all I can think about is you? I don't want to hurt you by saying this, but I think you deserve to know of all the tears I've shed because of how lonely I feel without having your laughter ringing right next to me.
Miss, want, need. None of these words is enough to describe what I've been feeling these days, it's like a void in my heart that will only be filled when you're in my arms. I know we can't possibly meet any time soon, and I know it's selfish to even think like this. And yet, I can't help but wonder what it would be life if you could come here to Mie, even if it's just just 2 days.
Gosh, I'm actually crying while writing this, so please don't mind if some of the words get smudged off. I'm crying so hard right now, and still, all I'm wishing is that you won't cry while you read it.
I'm sorry for this princess, I really am. But being without you is getting under my skin now, and I just had to let you know.
Wiping your tears away,
With love
Mashiho
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a/n : junghwan is your bestfriend, he’s in a relationship and you’re just in love.
i still need to learn how to use this app and write on here properly lol. anyways i was listening to sad love songs and i might have projected on here a bit… awkward
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“i can’t love you in dark.” i spoke to junghwan. for once, he heard me.
“what are you talking about?” he made a confused face. a tear slipped from my left eye.
it took a long time to realize it was never going to be me. junghwan was always mine but i was never his. we were always going to be defeated.
“i still remember the day you told me about her.”
“dalia?” he looked down.
daila, his future girlfriend, wife, lover, everything. it’ll be okay, i’ll love you forever. but, who knows how long forever is?
“i don’t understand why i’m so scared about this. i always practiced how i was going to say but then dalia came in and suddenly i wasn’t even a thought. i didn’t mean to intrude about any of this. but i needed to say all of this because i would never and now that im saying this it feels like i’m losing you and myself on the way there.”
“i- ”
i cut him off, “don’t say anything. don’t ruin this for me because you feel bad because but i don’t. i feel relieved because i can finally let you go.”
“who said anything about letting you go?!” he blurted
“i can’t keep loving my best friend.” my voice cracked as i tried to look him in the eyes.
“no. we can still be friends!” he tried defending our friendship.
“it’s been a while since i last thought we were friends.” i confessed. i gave him his stupid friendship bracelet that made me cry when i got home because he was mine for a moment. i gave him his stupid sweater that gave me warmth on the loneliest and coldest nights. i gave him my all because it was all mine.
“i wish you had said something before. i.. i had something to tell you too. i always hoped that you stared longer, smiled longer, felt longer around me. i always wished it was you.” he smiled through his tears.
“i don’t think i’ll find someone like you. nobody compares to you. as a person or a lover. but i think i would prefer you as mine.” he started as he looked into my eyes.
i felt like i could finally breathe. it was enchanting and amazing and beautifully heartbreaking. suddenly, it felt like 10 years ago when i met him on that gloomy day. raining and depressing. and he was the sunshine that lit my life.
“you felt the same?” i sobbed out. i put my hand over my hand, i felt sick. he held me as i cried into his arms.
“don’t do this. please. i can’t lose you. i don’t want to lose my person.” junghwan voice cracked, “i’ll always look out for you and be there for you. you don’t have to give me these things back. i just want you back.”
i pulled away and looked around. this is their shared apartment with their shared photos and shared coffee and shared warmth. what am i doing? i can’t do this to another girl.
“what are we doing?” i questioned. i felt terrible and immediately started backing away. i shouldn’t even be here. i really shouldn’t.
“i don’t even understand why i am here. i don’t know why. i don’t deserve to come here and say these stupid feelings that i had and say them too late.”
“but you did and i thank you for it. i realized maybe we were right for each other. but maybe isn’t enough.” he added on.
“you know you were like stars in the dark for me. you always shined when nobody was there and only people who were out at the right time saw you. i tried to find other stars but you always shined the brightest.” he said. “i don’t think i could ever search for my star when she’s right here looking at me.”
you don’t need a star when you have the whole galaxy coming home soon. you don’t need me. i shouldn’t need you but i can’t stop loving the moon.
i smiled for the last time before saying, “junghwan, thank you for all the moments you made me laugh, smile, cry, love and made me feel so special. i thank you for letting me speak, but i hate you for letting me love you. and i hate you for loving you. and i hate you because you loved me.”
“i don’t think i’ll ever find someone like you and i hope i don’t because i’ll fall in love once again.”
i looked at him one more time, taking him in all my glory and for the first time in forever i wished i could kiss him goodbye.
“i’ll see you soon. i know i will.” junghwan held my hand as he uttered words.
i turned around, taking step by step. day by day, i’ll get over this childish love and stupid boy. but he won’t be a stupid boy. he’ll just be a boy.
the doorknob started twisting and turning and stomach did as well. the door opened and dalia was there, beautiful as always. her smile turned into a frown. “what happened? why are you crying?” her kindness will always live on in junghwan, i just hope he doesn’t forget about me.
“i think i lost something dear to me,” i turned around and looked at junghwan and back to dalia,”i hope you take care of it.”
dalia gave me her doe eyes, she has no clue what happened. “if i’ll find it, i’ll send it to you!” i just laughed and smiled. “i really hope you do.” i gave junghwan one last smile. and i finally mouthed,
“goodbye.”
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How would the LI react if MC became seriously ill? I'm sorry if this question is poorly worded, my English is terrible and I'm barely learning.
It's okay nonnie! I get the non native english speaker pain TvT
Angst warning!
Cain
Being a clergy has made him learn how to nurse a sick person very well. Expect him to handle you with utmost care. He feeds you, he bathes you, he even tries to exercise your limbs so they don't get stiff. When you are finally able to stand up and walk, you will find him, in the middle of the night, praying with his hands clasped together.
"God...you never gave me anything I asked for..but please for the first time..make it true...please heal them..."
Aiden
He would get seriously worried. He drops his hard to get act and brings you a literal personal doctor. Expect the perfect setting in the room where you will be staying. He takes a hiatus from his public life just to spend more time with you, take care of you despite having maids to take care of your food and hygiene.
"I'm sorry..I couldn’t spend more time with you..."
Isaiah
He attended med school for a few years so he knows a few things about healthcare. But if your condition begins to deteriorate, he will urgently take you to the hospital. He will spend many sleepless nights, waiting for you to get well...waiting for the doctor to give him the good news.
"My rose...why have you withered? I took care of you everyday...please come back to life...please don't leave my garden.."
Haruto
He has the money to spend. Knowing how his little bird is sick, he will immediately call for his family doctor to go check you. Doesn't care about the fact that this might freak you out but it's a bunch of professionals at your doorstep..doctors you have seen getting awards. Will call you from an unknown number to check on you. Who might this mysterious guardian angel be..you wonder.
"Get well for me soon, okay, little bird?"
Axel
Don't ask them how they got your address or how they even got into your house without a key. But they will be there for you, crying their eyes out, holding your hand. They will spend all the money they had to find medications for you. They can't lose you...
"Please..please...please...don't take away the only light of my life...please.."
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How would they react if Mc was killed?
AAAAA ANGST.
TW SUICIDE AND MURDERING
EXTRA warning: I think I went a little ham with this one, like the thought processes are more unwell in this then my typical yandere posts I feel like. So if HEAVY suicidal thoughts/actions or death or survivors guilt or ANYTHING relating to death or the feelings that might come with death are triggering to you, PLEASE don't read it. messed me up a lil bit LMAO I tired keeping these short but I may have gotten carried away, AGAIN
Minato:...How? He had tried so hard to check up on you often so something like this WOULDN'T happen. He promised to protect you. It's all his fault. It's his fault that you died. it's his fault because he couldn't protect you. He's useless. He doesn't deserve to be alive anymore because its HIS fault that you're dead. He can't do anything for the next month as he lets his anger fester. He'll find whoever killed you and make them SUFFER. He WILL find them, no matter what. After he kills whoever killed you, he'll live as long as his grandparents are alive so he can finish taking care of them, then he'll join you and you two can be together again in the afterlife.
Haruto: He's a mess without you. it's not even worth living, you're all he has, the only one who didn't add onto his pressure. He'll ask his connections to find out who murdered you. When they do Haruto is heading over quickly to get rid of them. He's going to torture them. How dare they even THINK about harming you let alone killing you. He'll find out who the murderers family is and kill them in front of the murderer. The murderer took away Haruto's most precious so now he'll take away all of the murderer's before killing the murderer. Haruto got his revenge for your murder but the killer will never get his revenge, and something about that satisfies Haruto. He'll go to your grave or ern or wherever your remains are and kill himself next to you.
Jun: Starts sobbing and runs to you when she sees you. She refuses to let go of your body. If the police or ambulance try to take you away Jun will scream at them to let go and not be so rough with you. Aki will have to come and pull Jun off of you. Jun can't take this cruel and awful world anymore. She's tried so hard to stay positive and be nice, but no more. Jun can't do anything anymore because everything reminds her of you. She hates talking to people now and gets snappy with them. He's trying to stay strong for his sister but he just CAN'T. He's tired. He thinks she'll join you.
Hoshi: no no NO! You were one of the only people he trusted, someone who was kind and patient with him, someone who accepted him, why did YOU have to die? It should've been him. Someone as pure and kindhearted as you shouldn't have been taken away. He'll isolate himself. Now he really doesn't want to get close to another person, he won't EVER allow himself to. The rare times he does come out of his room he'll do things he used to do for you, like get two glasses of water because he knew you struggled taking care of yourself, or do the laundry so he can not only ease some of your stress but also get praise. and then he'll remember you aren't there, it hits him like a truck, continuously running him over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. No matter how much time passes it doesn't get better like people say it will, they will NEVER understand what it's like losing someone THAT important to you. He can't do it anymore.
Habiki: Despises all of the condolences he gets. He hates how fake they all sound, he hates being reminded, hates the fact that those people probably think it'll ALLLLLL get better now, IT WON'T! like their words mean something. It's all just pity to try and make themselves seem like the better person, no one gave a shit about him before but now that you're gone NOOOOOW they care, it's all bullshit. After he met you his dreams all included you, but now you aren't here. You helped him be someone he liked better, you wormed your way into his heart just to be taken away. You promised you wouldn't leave him, but you did. Even if he were to find out who killed you what would it change? Nothing! Because no matter what you AREN'T. COMING. BACK. Gives up on everything. He KNOWS you'd be disappointed in him for starting back at square one after all the progress and hours you put it thawing out his cold heart, but he can't help it. He thinks he would be happier if he joined you.
Kage: First his parents and now you? He's paranoid that his older brother is going to be taken away next. He doesn't want to lose anyone else. He isolates himself that way he loses any connection he had with people, just in case they died too. Every second of the day he's sobbing. He knows he can't do anything for revenge either, but he hopes the murderer suffers. He can't stop doing things that remind him of you, it's torture, but he physically can't stop. Even more now, you're the only thing on his mind. You'd usually be here to comfort him. He still sees and hears you, every time he thinks you've come back but then you leave him again. He's plagued by nightmares from now on. He was already suicidal before but your death is what tips him over the edge. Maybe now you'll stop disappearing.
Kei: He feels numb. He hasn't cried yet, hasn't processed the fact that you're really gone. It comes slowly, but when it does it comes and hits him hard. Everyday for months he starts crying. He swears to find out who did this to you and get revenge, and he does. He finds them easily and takes care of them. But now what? He doesn't feel better. He just feels more guilty because he knows that's not what you wanted. He can't sleep because every time he closes his eyes he sees you, he'll flood himself with work to try not to think about you, but you've been plaguing his mind ever since high school, it won't be easy to just forget you. So instead he embraces it, and joins you, hoping that there's an afterlife.
Yani: Goes on a killing spree. the ONE person who accepted him, wanted to HELP them be a better person, CARED for them, was murdered. He KNOWS no one will love him the way you do and so he kills people, what's the point? Besides even if someone else liked her now, she wouldn't accept. The main reason being she's devoted to you. The authorities could try to stop it's murderous rampage but will just end up dying in the process. Yani kills well over 100 people in the span of an hour, and she doesn't plan on stopping till everyone in the area is dead, that way she can be sure she got your murderer. The universe won't stop her from seeing and being with you though, death cannot separate her from you, she's joining you, wherever you are.
Aki: You were her best friend and soulmate. Aki changes drastically, basically dressing up and acting like you. She WANTS you to be there near her. She knows it's not healthy, to cling to you this hard, but this is the only way she can think of to cope that isn't physically hurting herself. She tries, she tries so hard to stay alive for you, she knows you wouldn't want her to kill herself. That's the only reason why she goes on, but...it's getting harder. The countless breakdowns, the one where you can't breathe, can't suppress your sobs, the one that feels like your heart is actually being shattered and your brain feels like it's about to explode, the one where you think you'll ACTUALLY die it hurts that bad. She tried getting help, but it feels like no amount of help will ever heal the wounds. She could stay alive for 15 years longer and it hurts just as much as it did the day it happened, it doesn't get better, nor does it get easier, it just gets worse and worse for some people until they can't take it anymore.
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You Promised | Watanabe Haruto
pairing | boyfriend!watanabe haruto x f!reader
genre/cw | angst, fluff, explicit language, argument, screaming, crying, busy schedule, haruto is a bit insensitive, hurt comfort, happy ending
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Watching the clock strike 10:00 p.m when her boyfriend had promised to be back by 7:30 p.m. As horrible as it sounded, this had become a regular thing for Y/n.
Haruto was a busy, busy idol. And as of late, he had become somewhat of a perfectionist, always staying late at the studio. He had started to neglect his role as a boyfriend to Y/n, and she was devastated. She never woke up before Haruto. His side of the bed was empty when she woke up. And of course, she didn't expect him to be back by his promised time. It's not like he ever told the truth anyway. She was absolutely done, sick of this routine.
Haruto unlocked the door to their apartment with only one thought: sleep. Nothing else mattered as he collapsed tiredly onto the bed, falling asleep almost instantly as his head hit the pillow. He didn't even take the time to notice the death glare his girlfriend was giving him from her spot on the sofa downstairs. She was filled with too many emotions to sleep in the same bed as him, so she got cozy on the couch.
The next morning, Y/n was the first to wake. It was time to confront Haruto.
After he had descended the stairs and made his way to the kitchen, she cleared her throat.
"Ruto?" she called.
He didn't even do as much as glance her way. He only gave a soft 'hmm' in response.
"What are we?" she asked, not being able to look him in the eyes as he turned her way.
"Why would you ask? Don't you know?" he raised an eyebrow.
"No I don't," she snapped, anger, fear, and sadness quickly filling her. "Ruto, I've been invisible to you for the past month! You're never home, you overwork yourself, and the last text I sent you, you left me on read. I feel like I'm just a maid that keeps your apartment clean," she sighed, hanging her head.
Haruto scoffed, earning a painful frown from Y/n. "You're being dramatic. I'm just a little busier lately," he passed off her worries like they were nothing. And they were something.
He ignored her hurt expression as he poured himself some coffee.
"Are you fucking serious?!" she seethed, earning no response from him.
She sighed loudly as she walked over to him, took the coffee mug, and threw it to the ground, shattering it into a million pieces.
"What the hell?!" he gasped. "What is wrong with you?!" he yelled, grasping her shoulders, shaking her slightly.
"Do you love me Haruto!?" she inquired angrily.
He couldn't even bring himself to answer, and he didn't know why.
"Do you love me?!" she screamed, all of her built up emotions pouring out.
Haruto let go of her shoulders and looked at the floor.
"Y/n... I-
"You know what," she began stepping away from him and removing something from her right hand ring finger. Haruto's heart was shattered into even more pieces than the glass mug when he realized it was the promise ring he bought her for their one year anniversary. She slipped it off and threw it, hitting him in the chest. "You can keep that, but you can't keep any of your promises!"
She stormed up the stairs and slammed their bedroom door.
Haruto bent down and moved some broken glass to the side to pick up the ring. He fell to his knees and realized everything he had just done.
"Fuck," he cried, covering his mouth with his free hand. He could care less about missing practice that day. Y/n was the only thing on his mind.
He thought about the past month. Y/n was absolutely right. Haruto had become a workaholic. And because of it, he became cold and ignorant towards someone he truly loved. He overworked himself and spent all of his time on anything besides time with his girlfriend. He didn't realize how worried Y/n and his members had become. He didn't realize that he was hurting not just them, but himself. He didn't realize... he was breaking her heart. And the sad reality became painfully clear as he held something that was given as proof of a promise, one that he failed to keep.
He wiped his tears and managed to make his way to the bedroom door. After having planned a ten page apology in his head, he entered the room. But it was vacant. He looked to see the open window, which wasn't open before. The window led to the fire escape which led to the roof. Haruto knew from experience that his girlfriend loved to sit on the roof when she felt sad. It made him feel all the more guilty and sorry.
He ever so quietly ascended the fire escape and spotted Y/n, looking so ethereal sitting there. It was a sight Haruto could never give up. The way the wind blew her hair and dried her tears, how she hugged her knees and rested her chin on them, and how she chewed on her necklace when she was scared. Haruto figured she must've been scared of losing him. But that's something she'd never lose, not on his watch.
He sat next to her, accepting the fact that she wasn't in the mood to talk, or even be around him. She faced away from him and sighed shakily. Sadness and fear were taking over her anger, despite her will.
"You were right you know," Haruto began, as Y/n gave him a half glance. "It is all my fault that you feel this way, and that we are where we are," he admitted. "I don't know what happened to me, I just..." he paused, refusing to let the tears fall. "I felt useless to the group, like I wasn't enough, so I pushed myself. Before I knew, I had taken the whole thing too far and... I hurt you."
Y/n was now looking deep into his eyes. They were evident with sorrow and the fear of losing her.
"I'm sorry for everything. I promised to always love you and take care of you," he said, taking out the promise ring from the pocket in his hoodie. "And I plan to keep that promise," he smiled, meeting her eyes.
Y/n smiled as a tear slid down her cheek. There was no way she could couldn't forgive him. She loved hi more than anything. She gave him her hand as he slipped the ring back on. She smiled and watched the diamond glisten in the light of the beautiful sunrise. She then closed her eyes and leaned into Haruto's chest. He instinctively wrapped his arms around her as rested his head atop hers.
"I forgive you," she said, voice barely above a whisper.
"I love you," he replied, closing his eyes.
"I know," she smirked.
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◇ EVEN AFTER EVERYTHING
synopsis: You were the bad girl. He was ever so faithful. What happens when he’s had enough?
snapshot: 99.9% angst, female reader, boyfriend Junkyu, colleague Jaehyuk, infidelity, drunk, one-night stand, is this a happy ending
sky says: Here’s a story I wrote a looooooong time ago that I published on another platform, just to serve as a teaser of my writing prowess (>_<) my actual writing skills may have deteriorated though [I hope not!] Also, obviously I tweaked the original so that the story could fit Treasure… if you enjoy this please feel free to send a request! [here’s why]
◇ The Fight, If It Was Even One
You wipe the counter, missing the sprinkling of crumbs right in front of you. Your eyes are looking straight at it without actually seeing it. It’s the way you usually are these days, ever since the fight. The one that happened right in this very kitchen, if it could even be called a fight.
“Why is he here?” he had asked.
“He was drunk last night and gave my address to the taxi driver. It was nothing,” you had insisted. You had shrugged your shoulders and sipped from your coffee mug.
“It’s not nothing if he spent the night here!” he had hissed at you. How dare he.
“So what if he spent the night? This wouldn’t be the first time...” your voice had trailed off as you realised your blunder. You had bit your lip and glanced at him, wondering how he’d take that in.
He had stood there fuming. The muscles in his right cheek, the side that had been facing you, had twitched from the way he had gritted his teeth.
The person in question had appeared at the kitchen entrance then, only halfway done pulling his own shirt over his head, allowing the two people in the kitchen a glimpse of his well-toned abs.
“Noona, I think I’ll be going now. Thanks for...” he had shot a look at the man still standing motionless near the sink, then smirked to himself and continued mysteriously, “...last night.”
“Wait... aren’t you at least going to finish your coffee?” you had asked.
“That’s okay, I’ve had some. Besides, Junkyu hyung’s here now. I’ll just be in the way.”
“Well, let me just walk you out.”
“Really, it’s fine noona. I can let myself out. See you at work?”
“Oh alright. Yeah, see you.”
Junkyu had waited until he heard the faint sound of the front door click shut before he spoke.
“_______, I can’t do this anymore. Last time I believed you. This time... I don’t know. After what I saw, I just... I don’t know.”
You had looked up then. Am I hearing things? Has he finally grown some balls? Have I really pushed it too far this time? You had cleared your throat and put on your best poker face. “You’ll forgive me. Just like you always do. This time won’t be any different.”
At your words, he had looked resigned. “Are you saying that what I thought happened last night, happened?”
“What do you think?” you had replied, a challenge clear in your voice.
“Then it’s over.” Just like that, he had left.
You waited two weeks for his call: it never came. He didn’t text you to tell you that you were forgiven, like always. He didn’t come by the bar where you worked. In fact, there was no word from him at all. You weren’t worried, not at the time. You knew it would take him time. Another two weeks should do it. You weren’t going to panic and call or look for him. Oh no, you weren’t one to do that. He’d be back soon enough. Meanwhile, there was plenty of other game. You had thought of Jaehyuk then, and felt kind of guilty towards both of them.
◇ The Past, When It All Started
You knew you weren’t pretty, not what people would ordinarily call pretty anyway. Because of that, you made up for it with an aura of confidence that was irresistible to the people around you. You were no stranger to attention. In high school you hadn’t fit in anywhere--partly because you didn’t want to--but you always had a string of boys following you around, worshipping the ground you walked on. Hell, you’d even had a girl ask you out. And although girls really didn’t pique your interest, the way you’re attracted to him might have just proven that wrong. His baby face and full pouty lips. That smooth jawline. Unblemished clear skin. You would’ve thought he was a girl if it weren’t for his school uniform. You did think he was a girl that first time you two met, until he stood up.
“What do you think you’re doing?” you had asked the person you noticed lurking behind the bushes.
“Um... watching you play?” Such a bold answer from someone who’d been trying so hard not to be seen. It had totally taken you by surprise, which wasn’t something easy to do.
“Me, why?” The person had shrunk even lower behind the shrubs at your question. You had waited for an answer but when none came, you had said, “never mind if you’re not going to tell, keep on watching then”. And you had grabbed the ball you came for off the ground and flounced away.
“I like you!”
You had turned around, surprised once again. Twice in as many sentences. He had stood where you could see him, away from the bushes. You had liked what you saw straightaway.
You two had been together ever since.
Four years.
And you had never been faithful.
Maybe it was partly his fault. He kept on being so forgiving. Even when he had found you locking lips with Haruto, the dashing basketball team captain, behind the bleachers in the gym. Even when you had told him you’d be studying at the library, but his best friend Jihoon saw you making out in the art room with some guy. Even when you had broken off your date, countless times over the years, to go out with someone else. Even when he stopped by your workplace, just to keep you company on your breaks from DJing, and you had flirted with the good-looking younger bartender right in front of his eyes.
Always, he would just shrug his shoulders and say that you were just being yourself.
“I love you, because you’re you. You are your own person, and I wouldn’t change that for the world” is what he would say every time you asked if he was angry at you for the things you did.
But that fateful morning he had come to your house to see if you wanted to go get breakfast together, let himself in with the spare key you yourself had given him, found you in the kitchen with that same bartender, who was shirtless and hugging you from the back, had that conversation with you, and something must have snapped in him. For the first time in four years, Junkyu went away.
And stayed away.
The two weeks that you had thought would be enough had turned into two years. You had feared for the worst when he still hadn’t contacted you after two months. Your calls had gone straight to voicemail. You had found out that he resigned from his job. And moved out of his apartment. He had vanished, just like that. Out of your life, without so much as a single word of goodbye.
You had been living with many regrets these past two years. You should have been faithful. You should have treated him better. You should have shown him how much he means to you. You should have explained to him that he’s the only one you love. You should have told him you didn’t mean to hurt him. You were just worried that if you weren’t wanted by other guys, he wouldn’t want you either. You should have realised that you were being stupid, thinking stupid things and behaving even more so.
You should never have cheated on Junkyu. For quite a while you hadn’t intended to. Except when you started work as a DJ at one of the hottest nightclubs around town, things tend to happen. Especially when there’s a private function every other weekend, and leftover booze already paid for by the client gets shared among the staff. When you started working there, you managed to stay relatively sober at first. By the third private party, however, you had woken up the day after in somebody else’s bed. You had been so plastered, you didn’t even remember Jaehyuk taking your home.
◇ The Affair, Unintentional As It Was
Jaehyuk is hot, you had to admit that. And the youngster was really good at his job, which meant he could do those fancy things bartenders do just to show off, like flipping glasses in the air and juggling bottles, all while flirting with customers and fixing their drinks. Which meant he was a performer while being a bartender, and that only added to his hotness factor. He was also very much into you, which he had made clear from the first day you came to work. And although you had been very flattered at getting the attention of a younger man, you hadn’t meant to take things any further, even after you two had slept together.
And then it had happened again.
You hadn’t even been drunk. You had actually been stressing in your head for one whole day over what to get Junkyu for your upcoming anniversary and then, at work, some drunk had jumped up onto your DJ platform and managed to grope you before club security got to him. You had been shaken up by the incident and Jaehyuk had been so nice, giving you a drink to calm your nerves and offering to send you home after work. The two of you had talked during the drive and he had given you some good suggestions for Junkyu’s gift. When you arrived at your apartment, you had been the one to invite him up for a drink.
That time too, Junkyu had come to your house in the morning. He had seen Jaehyuk leaving and asked you about it, and you had lied. Although he looked at you somewhat suspiciously, he had believed you. You didn’t think much about it, until he had opened his mouth later when you were having breakfast together.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you have something going on with that boy. I swear, those abs can really turn someone’s head.”
Amazed that he had even noticed, you had asked, “and exactly when and where would you have seen his abs?”
“Remember when your nightclub had that new year staff party and I came early with you to help? I happened to come out of the bathroom stall when he was changing his t-shirt.”
You had jokingly asked whether you should start getting worried about losing him to a guy and the two of you had laughed over that. But he had got you worried.
You had worried about being caught cheating on Junkyu with Jaehyuk. That you would get caught was inevitable: you always got caught. But the things you had done had always been one-time stuff. With people you had just met, or people you barely knew or had once known. You had never before been involved with a colleague, or a friend. And Jaehyuk was both. And you had worried whether that would be too much for Junkyu when he finally found out.
You quit your DJ job not long after he left. You couldn’t look at Jaehyuk and not be reminded that Junkyu was gone. Jaehyuk tried to make you stay, to forget Junkyu and be with him, but you stood by the decision you had made about your relationship that same day Junkyu last stood in your kitchen.
Late the night before, you had opened your door to the sound of the doorbell and an older man had stood there, struggling under Jaehyuk’s weight. You had taken Jaehyuk off the taxi ahjusshi, thanked him and put the tipsy Jaehyuk to bed. Of course you had ended up sleeping together yet again. But you had woken up very early in the morning, with an uneasy sense of foreboding. You couldn’t shake it off to go back to sleep, so you had gone into the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast.
You had sensed somebody watching you while you were pan-frying the second omelette. A shirtless Jaehyuk had been leaning against the kitchen counter watching you cook, all the while smiling that sweet smile of his. You had poured him a cup of coffee, and set down the omelette. In your head, you had been pondering how to broach the subject. When Jaehyuk had finished with his food and pushed his plate away to finish his coffee, you knew you couldn’t stall the matter any longer.
“Jaehyuk, I think we shouldn’t do this anymore.”
He had looked up from his cup, dismay all over his adorable face. “What are you talking about, noona?”
“I know you like me, but I don’t feel the same for you.”
“But noona...”
You had grabbed his plate and taken it to the sink. Standing there busying yourself with the washing, you had pondered your words carefully to try to be gentle. “I really hope you won’t make this difficult, Jaehyuk. We can still talk at work as usual. There’s just some things you have to stop doing. Like, you can’t just crash here whenever you feel like it. Like last night. And stop showing up at my door just because you’re ‘in the neighbourhood’. You don’t even live near here. You need to stop doing these things.”
You had flinched a little when you felt Jaehyuk’s arms snake around your waist. He had rested his cheek on your shoulder and whispered, “but noona, I don’t just like you. I love you.”
You had been struck speechless with the thought of causing him agony for that, but the feeling was fleeting. The moment to be gentle had passed. “That’s really too bad Jaehyuk, ‘cause I’ve never been serious with you.”
Jaehyuk had stiffened at your words. “No, noona, that can’t be. You feel something for me, I know you do.”
“Don’t kid yourself,” you scoffed. He had grabbed your shoulders and turned you around then, so that he could look you in the eyes, and that had been when you noticed the other person in the kitchen.
“________.” You become conscious that you’re staring into empty space. It’s almost as if you had really heard his voice. You look at the counter you have been absently wiping and see a few droplets of water among the crumbs. You raise one hand to your cheek: you don’t even realise you have been crying. You look back at the spot where Junkyu had stood two years ago, and more tears run down your cheeks. For two years you have held them away; two years of telling yourself he will be back, he always comes back. Two years of pretending nothing has gone wrong while your heart ached, burning with the emptiness of missing him. Two years of knowing you brought this on yourself and there’s no one else to blame. You couldn’t do this anymore. Just like two years ago, when Junkyu couldn’t deal with you anymore. You break down on the kitchen floor, sobbing uncontrollably, the crumbs on the counter forgotten.
◇ The Lesson, Learnt The Hard Way
Junkyu knows he had gone away for a long time. He couldn’t help but wonder: have you changed? Would you still remember him? Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but being out of sight might also result in being forgotten. He had been trying so hard to stay away, but it had been difficult, and the difficulty had not lessened with each day that passed.
Right now, he is home. It’s true he had ended things, or put them on hold the way he saw it, but deep down in his heart nothing has really changed. You still own his heart, completely and utterly. There’s nothing in the world that can destroy that, not even all your infidelities, and no amount of time will ever erase that fact. He stands in front of your apartment, the first time in two years, and hopes that the scene inside will not be like the last time. He reaches for the spare key in his pocket--he hadn’t returned it when he went away--and inserts the key in the lock.
You are sitting on the floor in the kitchen. Your eyes are dry now, you are silent. Your breathing is no longer wracked with sobs. You feel tired, like you haven’t slept in days. You grab at the kitchen stool near you to pull yourself up to stand, and that’s when you notice the other person in the kitchen.
You look at the man who is standing in the exact spot where Junkyu had stood two years ago. He seems so real. You’re not going to convince yourself he is, though, not this time. Just your imagination gone wild, you’re used to that now. But you do notice that he doesn’t look the same as how you always remember him. He looks… older somehow. He also looks lonely, well that hasn’t changed. He looks sad, that hasn’t changed either. No, despite these little differences you know he’s just a figment of your mind, brought up by your aching need to see him. You shake your head to vanquish the thought, and go to the sink to wash the rag you have been using to wipe the counter.
“_______.”
The voice startles you, you almost drop the rag. It’s almost as if you had really heard it. You continue to rinse the cloth. A part of you is telling you that the voice is real, but you couldn’t bring yourself to believe it. You have waited to hear that voice for two years. You’ve heard it so often in your mind, and you have always been disappointed. No, you tell yourself. No, it’s not real.
You flinch a little when you feel arms snake around your waist. A warm body against your back.
“_______, I’m home.” Warm breath against your neck.
You drop the rag this time. You twist around to face him, still in his arms. That baby face and smooth jawline. Unblemished clear skin. The thick dark hair you love so much. You reach up to touch his face. Warm skin under your hand. He smiles, pulls your hand to his lips and kisses your palm. You have voided your eyes of tears just a short while ago, yet they flow freely again in the joy of this moment.
You throw your arms around Junkyu’s neck and cries for the second time that day. He has come home.
Junkyu hugs you tightly and kisses your hair. His hand rubs soothing circles on your back. He is home.
All is forgiven once again.
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(Mysterious Class Pt 3)
Coffee
As far back as Jaehyuk can remember: Haruto has been there, to bring him tea just before bed. Every day he presents a new flavor, a new benefit, a new reason…
Haruto always brings him tea. Yet he himself is much more like coffee.
Jaehyuk now feels the withdrawals.
Episodes 1-7
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hello ! I’m new here !
I made this account to be able to put into words all of your daydreams :)
For the moment i will only write about treasure, requests are open for any of your fantasies but please stay respectful.
#treasure#choi hyunsuk#park jihoon#kanemoto yoshinori#kim junkyu#yoon jaehyuk#hamada asahi#bang yedam#kim doyoung#mashiho#park jeongwoo#haruto#so junghwan#treasure maker#teume#fluff#smut#angst#imagines#scenarios
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❛ are you happy here with me? ❜ haru to cal
( 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 )
Maybe it was foolish of him to assume things would remain as they were. After all, he had yet to give Haruto an explanation for the bullet incident. Time and time again he avoided the topic, redirected with a sliver of success when the other fell silent. Between his personal life and private work, the opportunities of secrecy dwindled.
Is this ... what Sofia meant when she warned him? Was Haruto growing tired of it?
"I wouldn't be with you if I wasn't." A simple answer for a question he knew carried more weight than he wished to face. If he continued to focus, it was possible the other will drop the subject. He already affirmed his feelings ...
'-- But that's not what he's really asking, is it?'
His hand moved to lower the screen of his laptop; wheels of the chair rolling back with a single push as he rounded the desk. Even his glasses are gently tossed on the surface, work abandoned as a palm moved to press on the base of Haruto's spine to direct him out of the home office. Satine wasn't set to leave until tomorrow night so ... a couple of hours away shouldn't hurt.
"You mentioned something a while back," he remarked as the door closes behind them. "... I haven't forgotten -- the whole 'moving in' thing."
Ah ... to think the foul taste of a lie would feel so bitter on his tongue now that he used another discussion to distract his lover.
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@darkoccultism Sent: 📝+ a character for me to try writing them! (Accepting!)
oho you shouldn’t haven given me the power to get free samples lolol (no pressure to do any of these if you don’t got the muse for’em tho!)
📝+ Haruto Tenjo (Zexal) 📝+ Dominique de Sade (Vanitas no Carte) 📝+ Misaki Tokura (Cardfight!! Vanguard)
Haruto Tenjo (Zexal)
“Big brother! Big brother, come look!” Haruto calls out, the young boy’s smile as pure as one could get. He very much enjoyed living his life in the countryside with his older brother. Even if such a life was plain and lacked any of the technological advancements that had become commonplace in big cities, Haruto wouldn’t trade it for the world. All he needed were the simple things, such as the sight of a whole group of butterfly's flying over the field nearest their cabin home.
“Wow! Look at all these butterflies! I’ve never seen so many at once! Did they come to say hi to us?” The young one asks, arms stretch out towards the sky where the colorful insects flew. He had always had a fascination with animals, especially insects. Thus, being able to see such a sight up-close and not in a book or a dream meant the world to the little guy. These memories were near and dear to him, things he would not ever forget or ever let be trampled over.
How unfortunate that fate seemed to disagree...
Dominique de Sade (Vanitas no Carte)
Fool. What a fool she was. What a fool she was into boasting herself up as she does when she knows deep down the agony she hides. It had been there since the day she found out the truth regarding her brother after his passing, when she began to question whether she should have been the one to suffer in his place. After all, if she died, who would miss her? Her own family did not care for Louis’ death, so why should they care about her own?
Yes. No one would care except...him. He was the person who was closer to her brother than anyone, the person who was closer to her than anyone, and the person who...seemed to be slipping more and more away with each passing day. He had that human now to have fun adventures around both Atlus and the human world with. What use did he have for her?
“Oh Noe...What would you think...after seeing me in such a pathetic state...?” She mumbles to herself, sitting atop of a rooftop staring into the blackness of the evening in solitude. Nights like this had become commonplace for her, her left alone with noting but her thoughts and feelings. It was almost if the light in her life had left the day Vanitas arrived, and...she was having a hard time going on without it to guide her, to keep her sane and warm and to push these dark thoughts away.
Some mighty daughter of House De Sade she turned out to be, huh?
Misaki Tokura (Cardfight!! Vanguard)
You would think working the counter at a small card shop in the middle of the city would be an easy job, but unfortunately for Misaki, that was far from the truth. Her shop got visited by some of the most talented and the most obnoxious cardfighters she’s ever met, the most annoying of which being that Grade 3 loving idiot Morikawa. If it wasn’t for her teammates or her dedication to the place due to being from her late parents, she honestly leave her position to the cat. He seemed to enjoy the chaotic nature of the place.
That chaos was certainly on full display today as Morikawa and Kamui were going at it again. Honestly, she can excuse Kamui’s actions since he’s just a kid, but Morikawa had no excuse. The other customers were clearly getting bothered by their little dispute, and with her uncle unable to have the backbone to break this up, it was up to her to put a stop to this.
“You two better pipe down, or I’ll kick you both out. I don’t care if you’re regulars. You’re disturbing everyone with your loud and childish argument. Now, finish your game quietly, or else. Got that, boys?” Her cerulean hues glared right at them, striking fear into their souls. Seems like they were quick to respond to her threat, continuing their game without a peep escaping their lips. At least now everyone can go about their business in peace, including herself since she had some slight tweaks she wanted to make to her deck before the tournament was to begin. If she was to not bring down Q4, she needed to bring her best.
#darkoccultism#💎 Dottr Treasure (Mun)#💎 Dottr Answers (Mun Asks)#(I PUT THIS UNDER THE MUN CAT OF ASK DESPITE THE FACT THIS IS IC WRITING BUT#(HERE HAVE YOUR FREE SAMPLES#(I LUCKILY HAD HARUTOS OLD ICONS TO USE FOR THIS SINCE I STILL HAVE THEM SO AYE#(I LOVE HOW ONE OF THEM IS CUTE#(ONE IS ANGST#(AND THE OTHER IS JUST...WELL MISAKI BEING THE GIRLBOSS SHE IS LMFAO
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you are a character in a story, what kiss trope is destined to be in your narrative?
The Now or Never Kiss
The Last Kiss? No, it's not the last, but the characters don't know that. Death appears imminent — the temperature is rising, the room is filling up with water, the plane is about to hit the ground, the rope they're dangling from is about to break and drop them off the cliff, the room is on fire and the door's locked, the world is coming to an end... The point is, this is no place for unresolved sexual tension. The Not-A-Couple don't want to go out without revealing how they really feel. It's now or never. They kiss. This can also be 'Now or Maybe Never' kiss; one or both are heading into danger, or likely-potential death.
The Signed With a Kiss
Every letter needs a signature, right? While simply signing their name is common, sometimes a character feels that it's not enough (or they'd rather leave their name off the letter entirely). So they decide to sign off their letter by leaving a kiss mark at the end of it, with or without their name or signature. Though this is especially prevalent with love letters (or even affair letters) given the romantic nature of the content, a kiss could be left for several reasons by several different types of characters, such as from a secret admirer or a seductress's personal signature. There's usually a romantic connection between the sender and the recipient, so these exchanges are popular between partners or love interests.
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i promise to love you forevermore - part 2 | minatozaki sana
summary: the minatozaki group is far bigger than you expected
pairing: heiress!sana x reader
themes: arranged marriage au, fluff, angst, tension, lots of elitism, conglomerate power-hungry side characters, implied sex, misamo!
wc: 3.2k
(series masterlist)
"the minatozaki's request your presence at the 2024 annual ball." you say to yourself as your fingers run through the beautifully golden lettering imprinted on thick cardstock. lined with the minatozaki family crest pressed at the bottom. you turn the invite in your hand, it's been so long since you've attended the annual ball. but now, as a minatozaki, your presence is expected.
ever since you married sana, your life has gotten busier, often attending the conglomerate events as a figurehead for the family. leading the discussions on expansions of the family's power. sana often wants to ditch the events altogether, claimed they were too stuffy and business-y.
"baby, come here." sana complains, she often gets like this. soft with want, attention seeking and wishing for your comfort even if you're in the same room together.
"sana sweetheart, look at this." you walk towards her across the wooden floor, invitation still in hand. you pass it to her, and her eyes groan at the sight.
"is it already time?" she checks the event date.
"i thought you enjoyed the annual ball." you comment.
"i liked them when i was five and playing princess, now i feel like a zoo animal at the events." she says and leans onto your body. using it to hold up her bodyweight.
"i see, but we must go."
"yes. mother will have my head if i miss one."
"hey, at least i'll be there with you this year." you offer, pushing her down to massage her shoulders. "how does that feel?"
"mm, good, thank you darling." sana rewards you with a quick kiss. and then you hear the sound of your son wailing, in his bassinet. you walk up to him, picking him up and bouncing him in your arms.
"is he hungry?"
"no," you check his diaper, "stinky." you take the baby to the changing station. expertly changing his diapers and putting some baby powder, and then shoving him in sana's face.
he babbles and tries reaching out to sana, small grabby hands trying to pull at sana's face.
"aww baby, you are too cute!" sana snuggles into haruto, she claims that babies have a special 'baby' scent, one that makes them so adorable.
"oh also, you'll meet my cousins. the branch families." you're confused what she means.
"branch families?"
"yeah the minatozaki is the main family, but we also have branch families." she caresses haruto, giving him forehead kisses and he continues to babble. you would do anything for them.
you grab sana's face, cradling her jaw as you pull her into a sweet kiss. her eyes are a little unfocused after, you rocked her world.
"what was that for?"
"for being perfectly you." you reply, slipping on your shoes.
--
being escorted by bodygaurds feels a little more reasonable, as you have haruto in your arms. him playing with the collar of your shirt, tugging on it as he hugs you. sana walking by your side and being followed by a team of people that would lay down their life for you.
"sana." you start, "you ready?"
she nods, but you can feel the hesitation from a mile away, you squeeze her hand for support. and walk through the giant wooden doors. the chatter of the ball quiets with the entrance of the new minatozaki head family, and the first heir, haruto minatozaki.
you're dressed in a traditional kimono, hair gelled and pressed so stiffly. sana is in her traditional kimono as well, hair done up with beautifully golden spear keeping it together. you think she looks like a goddess like this.
the minatozaki family crest displayed in stitching on the back of both your kimonos, and little haruto's as well. the crowd claps at the sight of you three, and sana bows deeply. you do the same as well. then the crowd goes back to their discussions.
in the corner you see two women, they blend into the background, but their eyes are trained on you like hawks. you wouldn't have spotted them if it weren't for sana.
"these are my cousins: momo and mina." and you look at the two woman, they don't give you a smile even though you have your hand extended and head bowed deep.
"nice to meet you." its short and curt, like a military leader. momo shakes your hand, and you try not to wince at the hand strength. you try your best to shake it back.
mina is more gentle with her hand shaking, but her eyes don't convey that, eyes of a predator watching their prey.
then they spot small haruto's arms stretched out towards them. and their eyes light up, momo picking up your son to bounce him around.
the two women leave to mingle with other guests, showing off your son. and you grab your hand, massaging it from being crushed by momo's hand.
"momo is, very strong." you say to sana, and she laughs.
"momo and mina trained to be soldiers for the family. so that's probably why, but also i'm the youngest and the only heir. so they're protective." it makes sense, the main family didn't have sana until later. so sana's the cherished sole her of the minatozaki main family.
she loops her arms around yours and drags you away. "don't worry about haruto, he's in good hands." she whispers to you as you search for him through the crowds.
"hello mother." sana bows at the sight of her mother, you bow too.
"glad to see you both, i think i saw haruto with momo earlier." she comments, and you see a genuine smile as she makes a beeline for her grandchild.
"i'm starting to think she loves haruto more than me." sana pouts at the idea, you just laugh and reassure her that all parents are like that. sana gets whisked away by a nosy aunt, and even though she whispers "help me!" over her shoulder, you just laugh and let her get dragged away.
suddenly you feel a chill up your spine, and you turn around to see mr. seki walk up to you.
"great to see you!" that devilish smile never fails to make you shudder
"likewise, mr. seki, how are you enjoying the ball?" you ask politely. ever since he found out you were to be married to a minatozaki: he's gotten more and more persistent with his requests for a major bonus.
"it's lovely, the minatozaki's always know how to host an event." he starts, a deep bellow of a laugh, commenting on the grandeur of the hall. you nod along in agreement, but mostly to move this conversation along.
"i wanted to speak to you about something." his demeanor completely changes, he stands stiffly, nearly towering over you.
"in private?"
"yes, in private." with a signal his security starts moving with him, and you follow behind, being taken away from the main hall.
--
"please have a seat." mr. seki points to the couch. you sit down, ready to hear him lecture about seniority and the importance of shareholders.
but then he drops the biggest bomb on you.
"did i ever congratulate you on your marriage?" he starts.
"oh no need for all that, i'm sure it's very much implied." you offer.
"my apologies, let me present to you a wedding gift. see here," and on the table are photos of sana seen outside drunk and making out with various women and men. even with the dark and grainy zooms you recognize your wife. "is your wife, cheating behind your back. were you aware of this?"
"mr. seki, these are huge accusations against my wife." you lean in, eyes boring into his. he smiles at the sight, your interest is peaked.
"of course, we would never want groundless accusations." he then takes out another set of photos, much clearer and front and center is a photo of sana, undeniably her. even with her hair tossed back and her neck exposed. "so tell me, do you recognize your wife in the photo?"
he sits back as he tosses another drink. you stare at him, eyes wide and anger boiling all over. you feel yourself buzzing like a dog ready to bite.
"well?"
"mr. seki, i suggest that you keep my wife out of your mouth if you'd like to keep your tongue." you stand up, and his security team rises out of their seat, hands on their guns.
"oh i will, if she keeps her tongue out of other people's tongues. you know the minatozaki would never let this be a headline. they'd probably kill me for leaking this actually. but as a concerned uncle, i thought you should know. " his eyes dancing playfully, like he's got you in your clutches.
"mr. seki, watch your tone."
"or what?" his security force steps up.
"would you really like to find out?" you toss a knife right by his ear, nearly clipping it. the men are ready to launch at you, but he puts his fist up, stopping them. he sits up straight, getting up and buckling his blazer.
"i'll have you know something, you could kill me ten times over, but it'll never erase the fact that she's cheating on you." he smirks, patting you on your shoulder, he leaves the room.
leaving you with a table full of photos of sana, you stare at it, tucking it away into your pocket.
--
the thought sits in your head for weeks, days spent in a daze at the sight of sana. she's still as bubbly as ever, but you can't help but let the green monster grow ten-fold in your chest.
every morning at lunch you stare at her, every night at dinner you stare at her. whenever she's at her vanity you stare at her.
what else is she hiding?
so against your better judgement, you hire a private investigator. one that'll tail sana for information. track all her patterns and behaviors, who she's seeing, when she's seeing them, for how long and most importantly why she's seeing them.
you have her tailed for weeks, until it comes back to bite you in the ass.
you're busy bouncing haruto on your lap, letting him play with his toy as he babbles. he reaches out and takes your pen out of your breast pocket. chewing on it, biting into the steel body.
"haruto no! that's my pen, don't bite on that." you take the metal pen out of his mouth, and when he looks like he wants to cry, you shove his toy back in his face. and like that he's distracted again.
"emi, please take haruto." sana's voice is sudden, you didn't even hear her walk in.
emi walks in quickly, grabbing haruto out of your hold and walking out, closing the door behind her.
sana walks up to the desk, arms crossed, jaw tensed and eyes glowering at you. "do you have something to tell me?"
"sana? no i don't."
"let me ask you that one more time: do you have something to tell me?" she leans forward against the desk, face inches apart.
"sana, what's going on?"
"that's what i want to know." she walks around the desk, right next to you. "i was out with momo and mina earlier, and momo found someone tailing us. they both nearly beat him to death, and he coughed up your name, you mind telling me why he's tailing us?"
"sana, please."
"please what?" she cocks an eyebrow, "i don't appreciate being followed."
"i...i got a tip that you were...seeing other people." you explain, "i needed to know for myself."
"so instead of asking me, you hire someone to tail me, all to see if im cheating?" she's quick on her feet, just like her mother. "i swear i will rain hellfire on you if you don't answer me right now!"
"yes, i did. i had to know."
she paces back and forth, finger in between her teeth.
"why do you care?" sana questions you.
"i do. of course i do." you respond. its honest, although you aren't explaining the reason in full.
her eyes are ablaze, challenging you. "why?"
you get up, needing to make a little distance from sana. she's just so intimidating when she's mad. just like her mother.
"i wanted to know because he wanted to leak it to the press." and that's not a lie, but it's also not the main reason right now.
"are you serious?" she throws the pile of photos onto the floor, the ones you handed to the private investigator. they're stained with blood, probably his if you had to guess.
"yes."
"well you don't have to worry. the minatozaki group owns all the media outlets." she sigh, frustrated at you. "i'm not cheating."
she walks right out of your study, making a beeline to the grand staircase. you chase right after her on her tail. with her dodging all your questions. she enters the bedroom and throws two big luggages on the bed.
"where are you going?"
"packing my bags, or should i tell that to your PI too." she bites out, her voice venomous and her movements rushed. she's tossing all her clothes in the suitcase, not bothering to fold them.
"no need, i'm sorry sana. for sending a PI after you." you try and calm her down, standing in front of her suitcase.
"is that all?" she stops with a dress in one hand.
"and for accusing you of cheating." you continue. she side steps you, continuing to shove clothes into her suitcase. and you stand there, unsure of what to do. sana's never left so suddenly.
"sana please don't leave, we can talk this out!" you urge her, as the butlers descend down the stairs with her luggages in hand.
"what is there to talk about, you don't trust me enough so you had to send someone to monitor me." she pushes a finger into your chest.
sana leaves for weeks. you feel yourself get antsy when she doesn't reply to your calls or messages, unless they're related to haruto. so under that guise you offer to drop off some toys for haruto, but mostly to corner sana so she'll hear you out.
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with the infrequent visits to the main minatozaki estate, you still always feel lost inside. the large main estate is surrounded by minor estates. tall cement walls lining the the acres of land away from the prying eyes of the public. you sit in a minatozaki black sedan, flowers in hand and a bag of haruto's toys in the other.
being reclined in polished leather seat, the car begins rolling forward into a side road, disguised behind rows of moving trees and a thick wall that sinks into the ground.
you being to really notice the size of the minatozaki power. outside are men and women all dressed in all black, ear pieces and sunglasses. all with that signature bowl cut hair, you gulp at the sight. they all eye your car as you roll into the outdoor garage.
you're pat down, taking out all your items from your jacket. they even begin inspecting the toys and flowers in your hand. you sigh as you watch them whisper to each other in coded language. and then a wooden door open, disguised as a panel of the wall, and out steps momo and mina.
both of them eyeing you with the same look they gave you at the ball.
"sana's waiting." momo begins to walk, meanwhile mina waits for you, impatiently. you pick up the pace walking through the tunnel, large stone slabs under your feet, and glass displaying the lush green open gardens in the minatozaki estate.
they don't utter another word, rhythmic measured steps as they fall into the same tempo with each other. measured steps even if they are different heights. you try and match their step, nearly tripping, but you catch yourself.
then you see her, far away, in a deep brown wooden gazebo, intricate japanese carpentry displaying the minatozaki crests on the panels, you quicken your step to get to her, but momo places a hand to stop you.
"you may not know much about us," momo nods to mina and she nods too, "but we know everything about you. one wrong move and it'll be like you never existed. don't underestimate the minatozaki power."
then the two women disappear, falling in line with the other security groups that are circulating the estate. you fix your tie, a little intimidated by the watching eyes, every direction you look there's someone staring you down.
you walk up the wooden steps into the gazebo, sana looking away and a tea cup in hand.
"hello, sana."
"haruto's toys?" her hand is extended.
"they're here, in this bag." you hand her the bag, and she looks into it, nodding to you before dismissing you.
"wait sana, please, could you let me explain myself?" you sit down next to her, her eyes faraway.
"you explained yourself pretty clear last time." she says, taking a sip of her tea, setting the cup onto a tray.
"i don't think i did, please let me explain myself." she doesn't say anything. eyes trained on that lone duck in the pond.
"i, for a very very stupid reason, wanted to tail you. because it's harder to open the can of worms of who we are to each other. we married out of convenience, but to me, you are my wife, my only love. i needed to know if you see me the same way. or am i still someone you married for convenience?"
sana stares at you, more specifically the flowers you brought, her favorite. and the wedding band you still keep on your finger.
"then let me make this very clear. you are mine. and i am yours. there is no one else in the picture." she stands up, handing you a usb stick, "i found out your anonymous tip, mr. shugo seki of seki industries, 62, married with two children and five grandchildren. four mistresses and six children out of wedlock. $12 million in gambling debt. he's been taken care of."
she takes the flowers from your hand, sniffing them and smiling at it, before returning back to her authoritative demeanor.
"and i'll explain myself once, those photos you were presented were in the very early stages of our marriage, long before haruto. i haven't been with anyone but you for a very long time. now tell me, is that clear enough?"
"no, i think you made it very clear." you flip the usb stick in your hand, "what is in this?"
"the original raw files of the photos. if you want the dates for proof, it's all in there." she says, letting you continue to flip it around in between your fingers.
you toss it into the pond.
"don't need the proof?"
"no, why should i?" you smile at her.
"let me also make it clear, if i catch you, with anyone, i will behead you myself; do not forget it's until death do us part." she tugs you close, whispering it into your ear and you shudder. grabbing your tie, and smashing her lips against yours. pulling away with a smirk.
you don't doubt for a second she will. "understood."
"good, haruto will be up in an hour," she grabs your hand, and tugs you along the wooden bridge to the main house. "you better make it up to me before then, okay?"
you blush at that but nod, "yes, mrs. minatozaki."
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a/n: if sana talked to me like that 😍😍😍😍 misamo in the house and we all cheered! the idea for branch families is inspired by naruto LOL (which i actually believe is true to historical japanese family systems). and a thank you to @footzanginamaurin @blaymine @d3viant0n3 @moonpheus @im--yoong and also the anon who requested for a part 2!! stay safe and stay healthy everyone!
#sana#twice#twice sana#sana twice#sana minatozaki#minatozaki sana#sana x reader#sana x you#kpop imagines#twice x reader#twice x you#neoplatinum
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THE NIKI DRABBLE WAS SO ADORBSSSS CAN I PLEASE MAKE A REQUEST!
- Haruto (!!the instigator!!) helps the couple back together after a dumb fight
0.8k words. slight angst, cringey & fluffyyyyyyy.
“nishimura is the most annoying-est person to ever live! why does everyone like him!”
“you like him.”
“not only that! but he has the audacity to yell at me for what? for trying to help him?”
“that’s your fault. you’re dating him.”
you stop complaining and glare over to haruto, who was too busy driving to notice your newly raised brows.
“watanabe you’re not helping.”
“well not my fault you’re both headaches,” he shrugs as he pulls into taki’s drive way, the loud music coming from the house already attacking your poor ears.
with taki’s parents out of town for the weekend, the boy had gathered the team over for a little get together. but boys being boys, of course they forget to prepare anything other than themselves.
so here you were, coming back from the supermarket with loads of snacks and drinks.
“i’ll see you inside miss class president,” he disappears before you could even respond, leaving you with all the grocery bags in his car boot.
although you had this problem to figure out, your mind was more distracted by something else instead. your boyfriend.
it was pretty normal for you and niki to bicker on the daily, usually over nothing and it’d end as quick as it began. but today’s bickering session unfortunately ended with him saying something hurtful and you saying something out of line.
a stupid fight yet you’re both giving each other the cold shoulder, just because you're both too stubborn to admit it.
“why are you pushing me watanabe?” your boyfriend’s sudden deep voice breaks you from your thoughts, the boy now standing at the front door with haruto behind him.
“you two are so annoying. make up or break up before you come back inside,” haruto says as he pushes niki out and shuts the door with a thud, trapping you both outside together.
you sigh and walk to haruto's boot, not paying too much attention to the team captain who is currently banging on the front door like the maniac that he was.
to your surprise, the tall boy appears beside you only a second later, hands reaching out for the grocery bags but you ignore it.
“let me take them in.”
“i don’t need your help.”
“they are heavy,” he reaches for them again, only for you to push him away slightly, “i’ll take them-”
“no i can do it myself!”
“you are so damn stubborn!” the boy yells as he slams the boot closed out of the blue, startling you. he doesn’t give you the time to respond and immediately lifts you up by the waist, placing you to sit on the boot. to prevent you from getting away, niki places both his hands on either sides of you, trapping you in completely.
although you’re supposed to be giving him the cold shoulder, you can’t help but swoon for a moment. swoon at how god damn breath taking he looked this close.
if you weren’t currently fighting, you probably would’ve kissed him already.
“nishimura move.”
“no, we need to talk. right now.”
“alright, what do you want to talk about?” you fold your arms, your expression much more sulky compared to his current angry one, “is it what haruto said... break up?”
“what- what the hell!” the boy seemed even angrier than before, his hands raised in the air like you had just said the most insane thing, “you fucking wish!”
his response catches you off guard, your mind unable to come up with anything to say other than gulp.
“baby,” he says in a much calmer tone, the boy now chuckling to himself, “funny of you to think you’ll ever successfully get away from me.”
“then? you’ve been ignoring me the whole day, even when i tried to talk to you earlier.”
“i’m sorry i was being stupid... i didn’t mean to yell at you either,” he reaches to softly cup your cheeks, making you look at him, “can you forgive your handsome, tall, smart, athletic boyfriend?”
the disgusted face you automatically make has the boy in complete stitches and you immediately follow suit, the two of you laughing loudly amongst yourselves like two crazy people.
it reminded you of why you fell for him in the first place and why you still liked him.
“i don’t know. depends on-”
he leans in, kissing you and shutting you up.
“as i was saying! depends on-”
and he kisses you again, shutting you up again.
“just say you want me to kiss you and i’ll do it. no need to play these dirty tricks with me, miss class president.”
“i was not-”
just as you expected, he kisses you again, only this time it melts your heart even more than the last. the view of niki smiling and so giddy into the kiss, always something your heart can barely survive through.
“you’re lucky i like kissing you miss class president.”
“well shut up and do it then nishimura-”
“oh god i think my lunch is coming up. oh no i’m gagging,” both you and niki turn to taki’s voice, just to see the entire team now standing on the front porch, all making gagging faces at the sight of their team captain and his girlfriend.
kissing.
“you’re all going to SUFFER at practice tomorrow!!!”
-
end.
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