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➺✧ ┅ CHAPTER 03 | Red Camellias, Once Again

SYNOPSIS | “Duke, will you marry me?” You never thought you’d be saying these words until now, when you’ve realized you’ve been reincarnated as the first side character to be killed in a series of tragedies in a novel series called “Trails of Misfortune & Misery”. As a lady forced into an arranged marriage with the greedy son of Duke Drakos who aims to use your power as a sorceress to gain the Emperor’s favor and is eventually is killed as a sacrifice for his schemes, it seems the only one who can truly assist you is the Duke of Suou, Tsukasa Suou.

CHAPTER WARNINGS | none for this chapter

PAIRING | Suou Tsukasa x fem!reader

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“If you would allow, I would like to request a marriage with her.”

A smile broke out on your lips, perhaps an emphasis to the nobles watching. It was likely they took it as a sign of happiness, rather than relief that you’d have a good chance of surviving. The Emperor was taken by surprise, speechless and simply staring at the three of you. It was quite a sight, this incident. Nobody could blame him; everyone else in the room was just as shocked as him. Even by then, the crowd had hushed and there were simply stares. No one had any more to say.

As for Erebus, his blindingly bright smile had turned into rage, and it was easy to predict that he would yell out in anger louder than anyone else present. His ears turned red, and it took all of his might to not punch Tsukasa out of anger. Yet, he didn’t have any words to say, his expression said it all- eyebrows scrunched, his mouth ready to burst with words. You could almost see the marks from his fingernails onto his palm that he’d be complaining about tomorrow, his fist even shaking from the strength of his clench.

He turned to Tsukasa, left hand placed upon his hip, “Who do you think you are, taking another man’s wife? I wasn’t aware the Duke of Suou was raised so poorly, as to have no consideration for others.”

You heard a sigh from Tsukasa, quite loud at that. Perhaps he wanted to be heard, or maybe he was angry- maybe both. He was always the type to defend his family’s honor, including his mother and father. Every noble was aware of Tsukasa’s affection for his parents, and any insult was highly likely to result in some sort of ruin for them. Either Erebus was stupid, or he thought he was absolutely right, so much so that Tsukasa would have to admit defeat towards him, or perhaps both; Erebus was arrogant like that.

You took his hand to quell his anger; it wouldn’t do any good if he were to lash out his anger as well. It would make Erebus look just a little bit better, more “acceptable” if Tsukasa acted the same way. It was all about perception- and acting was part of it.

Tsukasa flinched just a little bit, before regaining his composure and holding onto your hand tightly.

You told Erebus you really didn’t love him, that it was always just a contract of benefit until it wasn’t. There really was no contract though, the previous owner of this body had decided to follow him so closely. You’d “found love” tonight, and you’d like to pursue that instead. The marriage announcement was not agreed upon, and you weren’t going to agree with it- ever.

The crowd simply stared, including the emperor, who had no words to say.

“Really? Do you have amnesia? Do you seriously not remember your profession of love to me that night, three years ago?” He yelled out. The banquet hall was quieter than ever the second his shout ended. The previous owner of this body did love Erebus, for whatever reason, but if he has no evidence, he’s wrong- you were lucky there were only the two present at the moment. There were no witnesses at the time of confession; thus it didn’t exist.

You denied his statement, and the doctors could check if you had amnesia. There were things you couldn’t really remember, but it was great that Callie was willing to help you “remember” everything. At least she remembered for you.

Much of that day was an act, from your “reason of attendance” to your “unexpected” meeting with Tsukasa, but if there was one thing you could be truthful about, it would be Erebus’s unsightly behaviors. You showed the audience an expression of pain, one that came with painful memories. It was easy to recount the times that Erebus had acted in an unsightly and certainly unacceptable manner to the crowd. Whispers began to resurface as you recalled them, and as Erebus heard them, everyone could see his anger rising more than ever seen.

The Emperor cleared his throat, “Ahem-”

“Duke Suou! I challenge you to a duel. By the end of this week,” his voice hollered throughout the hall. He interrupted the Emperor, already a crime in itself.

The crowd was silent as could possibly be. You knew he was audacious- but there was nobody who expected a duel like that. It was often a formal letter sent to one’s home, but a verbal invitation? Now that was new, revolutionary, even- not in a particularly positive way, albeit.

Perhaps it was a good time to take one more jab at him- everyone’s eyes were on him, and it would be preferable to go home at this point, as a headache surfaced to your forehead and your eyes wanting to go home, your stomach threatening greater pain than already present. However, the enemy was almost at his limit for today’s battle, before he outraged and flung his words so clumsily that no one would ever take him seriously.

As Tsukasa’s hand gripped tighter on yours, it was easy to tell that his emotions rose once again, but as you gripped his hand in return, he took a deep breath.

“Then, if you’re so adamant to oppose, I shall accept your challenge,” he replied. That would be it. You wondered when it would happen; and to be honest, it wouldn’t be impossible that Erebus never sends it, like the coward he is.

“Hmph, alright. I look forward to our glorious battle,” they shook hands, gripping each other as if they were trying to burst the other’s hand- an aggressive shake, if anyone would.

If there was a time for a last jab at Erebus Drakos, now would be the time. The Emperor seemed like he was at a loss of words (and ideas) on how to continue the party, so perhaps this suggestion would help both him and you. A win for you and the Emperor, and yet another loss for Erebus. Now, that was wonderful.

You asked the Emperor if you could make a suggestion, as you “figured the guests would prefer to enjoy the time to themselves, rather than listen to such a man (Erebus) yell into the distance”, so you would humbly offer to show a short show of sorcery in the garden. He accepted with great relief, and everyone, with seemingly infinite whispers to those near them, made their way into the garden.

As the attention turned from the scene to the wonders of your abilities, you were given a moment to breathe. You were given a couple of stares, though not for long, as everyone was brought outside by the guards to await a great performance by a talented sorceress.

It wasn’t long before you, Tsukasa, and the Emperor were the only ones in the hall (besides the guards), as everyone else was distracted by the beauty of the garden.

“Your Majesty, I apologize for participating in this scene, however-” Tsukasa was still going along with it, even when there was pretty much no one but the Emperor. Perhaps he was extra cautious, or maybe he was quite into the act the two of you had put on for everyone.

The Emperor put his hand on the young Duke’s shoulder, “It’s alright. I do think it’s strange for you to put yourself in a situation like this, but I understand. I shall approve of this request for marriage.”

Tsukasa released a deep breath he had been holding in and as he raised his head, he gave him a quick statement of gratitude. He held out his hand, offering a hand to hold as the two of you entered the garden, the same garden you’d met not long ago at all; but to your surprise, he quickly retracted the hand, mumbling something along the lines of “I know that you can walk there yourself though…”

You had thanked the Emperor as well, as he made his way out to the garden to introduce you once again to the crowd, not as the center of an “incident”, but rather the stars of a magical show that was about to begin. You laughed at the Duke’s awkwardness. He was always so serious, so professional, that you were caught by surprise- it was a change, but it was quite welcome. After all, how could anyone be both cute and charming at once, in such a small interaction?

You took his hand as the two of you made your way outside to the garden, among the very very same red camellias you’d met in, his hands intertwined with yours this time. The Emperor announced your names together, as the crowd circled around you and you prepared to summon. It was a familiar process, one which you yourself had never really done before, but the previous owner of your body had done countless times. Magic circles appeared above your hand as you recited enchantments in an ancient language; you didn’t know how you were doing, nor did anyone, really, but it worked. Spirits and familiars pranced and created beautiful magical phenomenons; they were commonly used for battle, as that was how Erebus had “earned” his title, but it wasn’t beyond their abilities to create shows for everyone too. Perhaps you’d give them a snack later, for doing this for you without prior notice.

Music played as the crowd marveled at the spirits and familiars, and couples danced among the sparkles and newly-formed flowers. Perhaps it would be a bit odd to not have a dance as well, the music selected perfectly for a show you had just put on. As the crowd’s attention turned from you to the remnants of the show itself and themselves, chatter softly starting from within as conversations started and dances asked for.

With a little hesitation, Tsukasa outreached his hand, “Would you like to dance with me under this beautiful scene?” Perhaps he was shy, perhaps it was his first time dancing while nobody else was looking. It wasn’t a dance that was required, a dance that ultimately didn’t matter. You took it with a smile, one which stunned him for just a second before his lips curled into a smile as well, your hand in his.

His arm around your waist, yours around his shoulder. The dance wasn’t as hard as you expected; perhaps that was the result of “noble education”. It wasn’t too uncomfortable; in fact, it was rather private, for being in such a crowded space. It provided a sense of privacy, as if the other people weren’t quite in the same “realm”- or perhaps, the reason may have been that your eyes were exclusively on Tsukasa, him looking at you back. He seemed to dance effortlessly, although it wasn’t too difficult for you either.

Despite your sense of privacy during the dance, you were met with applause and praise from the crowd once you and he had released from each other’s arms. You curtsied to the crowd for the praise, but soon after, the attention was drawn to the next song the musicians decided to play, and thus another round of dances began among themselves. First the pressure was gone, the fact that Erebus had been so terribly humiliated earlier, and next the attention was gone- you weren’t the main focus of everyone in the party anymore- which was a good thing. There was nothing left in the show, no more acting was needed. It would take up too much energy if you had to do it again.

That being done, everything hurt. Perhaps you’d done too much tonight, wearing a dress that seemed like it weighed more than metal armor (that was an exaggeration, but not really) while finding one of the most powerful people in the entire Empire, putting on an “act” in front of dozens and dozens of, maybe over a hundred, people, and doing sorcery and dancing on top of that. That really wasn’t the plan, but it turned out so much better than expected.

However, there was one, ginormous, gigantic, issue: you felt like you were going to collapse- any minute now. On the floor, unable to get up. It wasn’t an emergency, and this body didn’t have any underlying health issues that caused anything like that. If anything were to cause it, it would be exhaustion. Everything hurt; a headache had formed, your shoulders hurt, your back ached, your legs sored.

“Uhm, would you like me to-” Tsukasa had a worried expression.

Bring you home? Yes. Bring you home for sure. He understood that, and a carriage was prepared in no time. He offered his hand for your support, as you got up into the carriage. That was good; you needed all the help you could get. Sometimes it would’ve been nice if it wasn’t so high. Or maybe they could put some sort of steps or something, instead of making it so high up. Tsukasa followed soon after, closing the door as he stepped inside.

There was supposed to be a carriage coming from your home to the party to pick you up, but it was supposed to come at a later time. By the time it would’ve set out, you’d likely be home by then. That would save the driver some work, plus you wanted to get home early. A win for everyone.

Earlier, you would’ve felt like this was an opportunity- you were alone with him, and you could discuss anything you wanted. But now that a relationship between you has been established, and perhaps contract details would be better discussed in an office, it was, for a lack of any other fitting words, awkward. The two of you were strangers, yet now engaged. That was certainly a unique situation.

There were a few kinds of scenery that went by before a word was said. It was loud, in terms of sound: the click clacks of the horseshoes and the revolutions of the wheel on the ground certainly made quite a lot of noise. However, in terms of voice, it was silent. Nothing had been said since you had entered the carriage, and each of you had taken a side to look out the window.

You hadn’t had the chance to thank him the entire day. He’d effectively saved your life today, and that certainly was more than enough to earn a “thank you” from the recipient. It was hard to break the silence, which had already been established after many minutes in the carriage. You took a deep breath, hopefully not too loud, but the words wouldn’t come out. Actually, you didn’t think about what you were going to say. Yes, a simple thank you for saving your life today. Oh, and perhaps plans to meet up for the contract… yes, that was important.

It took a couple of tries to get any sort of words out, but luckily, you were able to say what you needed to say. Tsukasa immediately turned his attention away from the window to look at you, straight in the eyes. Full attention on you. How he was like that, it was a wonder. Was he enchanted by you? No way; he’d met you just tonight. This side of him was cute though, a little unsure and perhaps a little bit childish. Just not the traditional noble behavior, some honesty. That was nice, for a change.

His expression went from “hm?” to a soft smile, perhaps of relief. What he could be relieved about was a mystery, but you hoped it wasn’t important. You hoped you hadn’t made a mistake.

“Then-” there was a pause. “I’m glad I was of help,” he said. Yes, he couldn’t ignore someone who needed his help- and those who didn’t need his help, he offered too. It was both a good and a bad thing, depending on what was happening.

First thing, done. Second thing, contract. You mentioned that to him; the two of you needed a time to discuss the contents of the contract and have it signed. It was a bit of a shame it couldn’t be done in the carriage; it was the most private it was going to feel.

He agreed, seemingly both disappointed and excited. Perhaps, was he disappointed you had to part here, as you were nearing your estate, but excited to meet again soon? Did he possibly find this situation amusing? It wasn’t clear, but it was good that he agreed to the time for a contract. He surprisingly had time, despite being a Duke- and your schedule wasn’t too busy, gratefully.

A thought came to Tsukasa’s mind as the carriage came to a stop by your estate.

“Oh, are there any sweets you’d like to have? I can have them prepared for you,” his eyes sparkled as he asked. Why was he so eager to provide for you, when you’d only just met? When you’d barely given him anything but he’d given you everything? It was a little too much, so a quick “anything” would be okay… or so you thought, until he insisted and insisted. Callie was staring at you, locked on in the eyes. No words came from her mouth, yet her eyes said it all. “My lady, please get off. We would all like to rest soon.” It was a little intense.

Anything, anything. Answer his question quickly, and go. That was what the plan was. Well, it was a plan made in a split second. It wasn’t a question of what sweets you wanted him to prepare for you; it was a decision to keep Callie waiting or not. What sweets he prepared for you wasn’t important; you’d have the ones you liked, you wouldn’t have the ones that didn’t seem appealing. It didn’t matter whether you ate or not. All you needed was to have the contract written and signed. Perhaps you’d even write up a draft of your own so it wouldn’t take so long. After all, you time- after this, of course.

But it wouldn’t take too long to decide, right? A few seconds of Callie waiting wouldn’t be that bad, although her stare was quite jarring compared to the time in the carriage. Just answer his question, thoughtfully, and you would enjoy good sweets and get the contract done. Maybe it was good to be a little greedy. After all, what noble didn’t have their own share of greed?

Then, you answered him thoughtfully, a slight smile on your lips as you left the carriage, earning a sigh and “Let’s go, my lady. You look exhausted.” from Callie. You waved goodbye to Tsukasa and he waved back to you, a smile on each of your faces.

“What, did you actually fall in love with him? Do you have a thing for those from ducal families?” That was Callie. No, you didn’t, you told her. All that earned was an “Okay.”

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euthanasicfragrance · 2 years

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hello!! i dont know if your request is still open, so get to this anytime!! this is also my 1st time requesting on your blog! can i request yandere ritsu for prompt 100? thank you :D

You sure can! First time writing a scenario again after a long time so I hope you enjoy ^^ I´ll have to admit that I´m not all too confident about this one but thought I should still post it in case you guys liked it more than I did

Also a very fitting prompt for Ritsu!

1105 words

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession, kidnapping, possessiveness, jealousy, biting, blood, being kissed without consent

"I will kiss you until your lips bleed. Just let me have this, I wanted to do this for so long."

It was dark all around you when you felt your consciousness return to you. For a moment you were confused, not understanding what had happened. Where were you and why couldn´t you see a single thing?

And more importantly, why did you feel a heavy weight resting on your lap? You had been too distracted by the darkness and the throbbing pain in your head to notice at first but no matter how you tried, you just couldn´t find the strength to get up and whatever was lying on top of you in the first place seemed to have no intentions of budging any time soon.

Instead, your struggling and shifting proved to be in vain when you heard a quiet whine escape the mouth of who you had now identified as a person. You weren´t quite sure who this stranger was so you held your breath in anticipation of what was about to happen. You didn´t know if you were in immediate danger but waking up in a completely dark room wasn´t a very good sign in your opinion. Just where were you and who was that person? You couldn´t help but think that the noise they let out was somehow familiar to you. How strange.

But you wouldn´t be kept in the dark for much longer as the voice once again spoke up, removing all doubts about who this person could be.

“Ne, y/n stop moving around so much and just lie back. You´re a way better human pillow when you´re staying still. How am I supposed to take a nap when you´re fidgeting all the time? There´s no reason to be nervous around your dear Ritsu~”

Well, that cleared things up. At least a tiny amount. Now you knew that you hadn´t been kidnapped by some sort of creepy stranger but you weren´t quite satisfied yet. You still had no idea how you had gotten here or what you were even doing here.

“Ritsu, just where are we?”

There was a moment of silence until Ritsu shifted a bit and rolled on his back so that he was now looking up at you, a small smile on his face.

“We´re home.”

“Home?”, was all you could respond. “This doesn´t look anywhere close to my house. And why is it so dark here anyway?”

You didn´t understand why he couldn´t just directly tell you what was going on instead of giving you vague answers. But you soon realized that maybe it would have been better if you had stayed oblivious.

Ritsu just chuckled, clearly amused by your confused expression.

“Silly y/n, that house isn´t your true home. This is. We´re at my house where we´re going to spend the rest of your lives together, naturally.”

He said it as if it had been obvious and you would have laughed if Ritsu didn´t look so serious about this behind his smile. You could see it in his eyes, they held some sort of deep emotion that you couldn´t quite place or maybe you just didn´t want to.

“Ritsu I don´t understand, what are you talking about, this-”, you started but were quickly interrupted by a sigh from Ritsu.

“Oh, I think you can understand perfectly fine. Did you really think I would just turn a blind eye to you spending so much time with my brother behind my back? You know how much I hate it when you spend time with other people, you´re supposed to be only mine, alright? So I just decided to take you for my own to make sure no one else is going to interfere ever again.”

You were quite horrified, to say the least, not wanting to believe what you were hearing. Did he truly mean to imply that he kidnapped you so you won´t see any person aside from him? Could he hear himself talk?? You always knew that Ritsu could be pretty clingy and you thought it was sort of cute in the past but never could you have guessed that he would go so far.

“Speechless, huh? Well you´re quite adorable like that~”

At this, Ritsu chuckled once more and shifted even closer to you, if that was even possible, and rose from his lying position to instead move right in front of you, still firmly holding you down by sitting on your lap.

“You know y/n, you´re so cruel to me. I love you so much and yet you keep paying attention to other unimportant people. You´re the only person I think about, the only person I´ll ever need, so why can´t you just do the same? You don´t need anyone else as long as we´re together. I´m yours and you´re mine”

He finishes his sentence by leaning over and placing a kiss on your forehead, leaving you in a mix of surprise, embarrassment and fear. You tried putting some space between the both of you by pushing at Ritsu´s chest but the other wouldn´t budge, instead only leaning in more so his heavy, warm breath was fanning against your face.

“Ritsu, please let´s just talk about this! I don´t think this is a good idea so-”, you once again tried to reason with who you had formerly considered your friend but were quickly cut off again.

“No.”, Ritsu interrupted you, his voice having lost its playful tone in an instant.

“I will kiss you until your lips bleed. Just let me have this, I wanted to do this for so long. Maybe then you´ll finally realize that we´re meant to be together. I´ll leave your lips all bloody and marked up so you´ll always remember that I´m yours.”

And without waiting for your reply, Ritsu leaned in and firmly pressed his lips against yours as they moved almost desperately as if he feared you would disappear the second he backed away. You felt paralyzed as you felt a sudden wave of slight pain wash over you and your lips stung from what you could only assume was Ritsu grazing them with his sharp pointy teeth. Right in this very moment, he really did look like a vampire with the way he looked at you with lovestruck eyes as your red blood slowly dripped down from his teeth.

Using his tongue to lick away the blood with a dreamy sigh, he leaned in once again, very eager to keep kissing you.

“You´re mine, all mine”, he purred delightfully, “I´ll never let you go for as long as I live. We´ll be together forever. No one is going to ever steal you away from me again, I won´t let them. So stay with me, okay?”

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euthanasicfragrance · 2 years

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN OMG YIPPEE!!!! can i request poly with ritsu and mao?? i love these two so much the skrunklys they have taken over my brain and i think about ritsumao poly. more than i should. ( ´ ▽ ` ) also remember to hydrate today just incase you haven’t!! 🫶🫶 -🐚

A/N: you’re the sweetest shinononnnnn :( make sure to take care of yourself as well !!

*ೃ༄ A poly relationship with Ritsu Sakuma and Mao Isara

⤷ If there’s anything to be certain about your relationship with the two boys, it’s the fact that there’s never a dull moment. The three of you are birds of a feather, and it’s blatantly obvious to anyone who comes across the group of you. Their love for you is without question, as is yours for them. Additionally, ‘loving’ would be a wonderful way to summarize your relationship with Ritsu and Mao.

⤷ Group naps abound. Ritsu has a way of always slyly coaxing you into taking a nap with him, subjecting poor Mao to be you and Ritsu’s pillows. As exasperated as Mao would seem and act during these times, it was just as enjoyable for him as it was for you and Ritsu. It made him feel important — his heart swelling with pride and love as he patted your sleeping heads. As long as he got to spend time with you both, it mattered not if he needed to be the pillow.

⤷ Both of your boys value quality time above most else, so frequent dates are a must. Dates could be anything: group naps, cafe visits, stargazing, strolling around town, etc. As long as you were all together, the activity didn’t matter. Connection was important, and as much as Mao might bashfully deny it, they were both almost always needy for your time and attention. But it wasn’t something they needed to worry about, they’ve found that you’re always willing to give them the attention they so desperately crave, indulging them in many, many dates.

⤷ Nothing is lovelier than cuddles, especially to Ritsu! Cuddling with two boys at once is somewhat of a challenge, but you make it work. They usually end up tucked into your sides, their heads resting on either side of your shoulders, arms loosely wrapped around your torso. Their unruly hair tickles your cheeks, but you grin regardless. Ritsu kisses wherever his lips can reach, and Mao nuzzles into your neck while mumbling under his breath. As complicated as the process seemed to others, it was perfect in your eyes.

⤷ Watching your boyfriends playfully bicker is one of the more interesting and entertaining aspects of your relationship. Ritsu is perfectly fine with admitting how in love with you he is, and he voices it pretty often. Mao on the other hand, seems to have a hard time voicing his love for you. Don’t get him wrong, he loves you with his entire being, but saying it makes his throat swell up, and his cheeks flush. Ritsu of course, teases him relentlessly about this. You know it’s lighthearted, so you don’t mind watching the two go back and forth for awhile.

⤷ Overall, their respective personalities, and their common love for you have formed the most perfect, most wonderful relationship. You love them to death, and you know that they feel the exact same way. They’re enamored by you, absolutely enthralled by your being. No matter what anyone else thought about you three, you’d always love them to bits. They’re of the same mind, and they can rest assured knowing that you’ll be spending the rest of your lives together.

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euthanasicfragrance · 2 years

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interlaced distance

desc even though you promised me that we would always be friends...

characters anzu, gn!reader (no pronouns used, save for 'you'), mentions of a few of the engirls 3rd years, transfer student-kun (anzu's younger brother) is also mentioned.

warnings some spoilers for the engirls story 'paradise'. reader attends kimisaki (AU where kimisaki is already co-ed, so this fic is not really canon-compliant). some (possible) ooc-ness. cussing.

notations anzu fic (Jaw Drop). i got this idea while waiting for my hair to dry and RAN to write it. i also do not know kimisaki's layout very well, so i apologize if i make a mistake with classroom locations.

She slipped through your fingers faster than you could fathom. One second, you were together, you, Anzu, and Suzu, ditching your classes in favor of escaping to the rooftop of Kimisaki. The next?

She was gone. The tea ceremony clubroom felt emptier than ever, with only Itoh and a few others occupying it. You stopped showing up altogether, the atmosphere too heavy for you to bear.

...But could you truly blame her for leaving? After everything that your peers did... you surely would have done the same. You could tell that she was cracking, slowly but surely. The taunting took its toll on her, weighing her down, drowning her until she asphyxiated.

You tried to reach out to her, you really did. Your hand outstretched, desperate for her to just grab onto it, to take your hand... you wanted her to tell you that she'd be back soon, or that you'd be in the same class again, just like last year, that her disappearance from school was merely temporary.

However...

It wasn't enough. Never. Your dear friend disappeared, as if she were a ghost rather than a human.

Her younger brother would answer the door everytime you tried to visit her. The same routine ensued every single time. He would greet you politely, ask if you were here for "big sis Anzu", and then call for her, only to receive no response.

...You absolutely hated it.

Even Suzu seemingly gave up on visiting by the time that early spring rolled around, pouring her feelings into music via the light music club instead of dwelling.

You wondered, was it worth it to stay at Kimisaki, when you and your friends of last year have drifted so far apart that you were practically strangers by now? Why stay at a school where change would never come, where the same stiff, unchanging protocol would be enforced? The school that practically killed your friend... would it truly be worth it to stay?

...It's pointless to be stuck on it, you reprimanded yourself. After all, spending your morning reminicising what could've been or should've been wouldn't help you get ready for school, would it?

The blue blazer clung to your skin as you fumbled with your (also blue) tie, attempting to put it on correctly. Grabbing your school bag, you set off for school, just like usual.

On your way to school, you picked up breakfast from a nearby convenience store, eating it as you continued your walk. Your footsteps came to a sudden pause as you were met with the sight of a school building, bright pink flowers fencing the outskirts. In the vast sea of people, (E/C) eyes locked with red and yellow ones.

So much for forgetting.

...Breaking eye contact, you continued your walk, praying that she didn't recognise or notice that you were there. It was a foolish wish of yours, for the way that Suzu "the Fallen Angel" looked at you told you enough. The lump in your throat refused to subside, yet you tried and tried to push it down. Stop it.

Another school building came into view after a while. Similarly to the school of pink-tinged buildings and flowers, this school was surrounded by plants, with greenery gating the perimeter. A school where dreams bloom, the informational pamphlet claimed.

"Here we are, (name)." you exhaled shakily. The buildings towered over you, almost intimidatingly so. Compared to last year, this school was much bigger.

"New school, new me" is what you wanted to believe. You truly wanted to think that this school would truly make your dreams bloom.

No rebellion, no rooftop-shared secrets, no bunny outfits, no self-proclaimed 'troublemakers', no moments in the tea ceremony clubroom that would make you dizzily flustered to just think about... A clean slate, one where you are a stranger to others rather than a troublemaker, a freak.

A familiar head of brown hair in the crowd around the gate caught your eye immediately, and it was as if the world stopped its rotating for just a split second.

"Anzu...?"

Blue eyes met yours upon hearing her name. You were.. beyond words, to put it simply. Why did it hurt so much, to encounter her yet again? You looked forward to seeing her again. No, you practically would've given up anything to encounter her again. Yet...

"(name)?"

You felt such conflicting emotions. On one hand, you just wanted to scream and cry, but on the other...

"I'm so sorry."

"...There's no need to apologize," Anzu reassured. "It was my fault, not your—"

"Bullshit," you interjected. "That's bullshit, I should've tried harder... I should've done something. If I had, then you..."

Taking a deep breath to collect yourself (and to prevent the waterworks from starting up), you averted your eyes from hers, blue eyes that seemed haunted, overflowing with regret. "I... tried visiting you, y'know. Your brother would answer the door instead."

"..." Anzu didn't respond, instead opting to focus on the ground. A few pebbles were scattered around the sidewalk.

"I just..." You definitely wanted to cry now. What would you even say? Your brain fumbled around for any sort of response, any other kind of action to convey your tangled mess of feelings, ultimately settling on a, "Nevermind."

The silence that followed was thick with tension. You hated it.

"Big sis, I'm gonna head o—" A familiar face came into view, another head of brown hair that you grew accustomed to seeing over the past few months.

"Ah, you're her friend, right?" the boy in front of the two of you asked. You nodded.

"Yeah. You're... Anzu's little brother, right?"

"Mhm." The boy confirmed, turning to face Anzu. "Hey, big sis, I'm leaving now. See ya later."

"Wait, you forgot your—" Before Anzu could even finish her sentence, her little brother was already off, walking away swiftly.

You supposed that they too were drifting apart from each other, although you refrained from commenting on it.

"Well..." she spoke up afterwards, eyes finally meeting yours (albeit nervously). "I should probably... head to the counsellor's office. To pick up my schedule, that is."

"Y-Yeah. I should head to the general course building. Maybe I'll see you around," you answered, looking in the aforementioned building's direction.

"Mm. See you around... (nickname)."

She was gone once more, the scent of apricots thick on you after your encounter. Swallowing your emotions down, you took the crumpled-up pamphlet out from your school bag, taking in the detailed illustration of the school building.

"Yu-me-no-sa-ki..." you read. "A school where dreams bloom..."

Perhaps it was your childish dream of reconciliation speaking, but in that moment, you believed the school's motto. Maybe, just maybe... she would take your hand this year. Perhaps, you would be able to catch up to her.

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LIKE IN FAIRYTALES

SUMMARY: You only had one wish every birthdays and holidays. A special magician decided to make it come true

PAIRINGS: Natsume Sakasaki/reader(Fem)

NOTES:Reader is Hokuto's sister(she/they) (Set on "!" Era)

I never asked for anything in my life. No matter how famous, how rich, how many people praise me

I would only want to be one thing

An idol

But Gods can be so cruel no matter how good you are

...

"I'm sorry to say this but, the girl won't be able to sing nor can she overuse her voice"

The doctor explained how I got a vocal cord disorder. It's called Vocal nodules. "It may take years for her to fully recover, or worst. She may not recover at all." He said. Mother looked down at me with a pitiful expression on her face, as she hugged me tight. I didn't understand before, I was far too young

How tragic...

A father who is an idol, a mother who is a famous actress and yet. They have a daughter who is deemed cursed

I didn't gave up tho, I wished and wished but at what point? If I can't act or sing, what else can I do?

I spent all my time on arts, wood carving, paper crafting, prop making and others just to do something. Just so I wouldn't feel like a talentless child. But I soon have to let go a meangless dream...

I sat on chair infront of my vanity desk, staring myself in the mirror. I'm no longer young. "Do you want me to style your hair?" I look at the corner of the mirror, there my brother Hokuti Hidaka. "No thanks, I think I'll be fine with this" as I replied, he walked over to me and grabbed a brush. He gently brush my hair, "The car will arrive later, are you sure you're ready to go?" He then stopped, putting the brush somewhere. I just nodded as he left the room not before looking back to check on me

Sometimes I feel jealous of my brother, he had gotten everything I wished for. But this doesn't mean I hated him. Far from it.

It's just another regular day for me. Ontop of Yumenosaki Academy, the rooftop was my own secret spot to be alone. I was carving a wood until...

Someone spoke behind me "Hmm... What skillFUL hands you hAVE", I turned half of my body around, eyes wide, mouth agape. A red head with a few white streaks on his hair and the most beautiful golden eyes I have ever seen. He came out of nowhere, almost like a fairy, a Magician

"What's wiTH the shOCK look? Is it because of my sudDEN appearance" he smirked and said "No worries, a trouBLED soul like you are in neED of a wish" he then snapped his fingers, little dust of glitters suddenly appeared. You were in awe, can he really possess any magical abilities?

Just like a child, you motioned him to do more tricks. He gladly do so as you clapped your hands to praise him. "Now, what seEMS to be the probLEM?" You held a stunned expression, do you really have a readable face? "I don't know what you mean..." You meekly replied

"Oh but you do! Hmm... I shoULD give you a nicknAME, you seeMed like a jumpy perSon" he put his his finger below his chin, almost like he was thinking. "Aha! How 'bout litTLE bunny? It seems more fittING than a kittEN"

You were dumbfounded, this stranger was giving you a nickname out of nowhere. "Can you really grant me a wish?" you blurted out, "Of couRSE! I am a MagicIAN who brings smiles to everyoNE"

"...Can you make me sing?" You looked down, twiddeling your fingers. "Ah... That I caN'T do..." he gave you a sad smile. Wait... Does he know your condition. But you only meet today!

"But I can graNT you a differENT wish. How abOUT you prodUCE and I sinG for you?" He said. You thought about it, maybe this is your chance to do something fufilling. You accepted his propersal. The air swaying both of your hairs. Almost like in movies.

That day was the start of it all

Your wish was granted

Natsume fulfilled every wish you make, no matter how simple, no matter how hard. He'd grant it

He was your salvation. The gift you always wanted. He was everything you always wanted

That also applies to you too. To him, you were the princess that he deeply cared for, the little angel he was infatuated with. He fell in love from the very start. Almost like a fairytale

...

It was another day at Yumenosaki Academy. But a different scenario, different location. You were casually carving yet another wood while Natsume was experimenting, until a person entered the room

He had a dark blue curly, tousled hair with large, black rimmed glasses.

Another fateful day, but this time it seems fairytale stories also have their struggles... Maybe it's a story to tell another time

Omg first Enstars work (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ. I'll do more on the future but now I wanna focus on another twisted wonderland fic

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➺✧ ┅ CHAPTER 02 | MAY I?

WARNINGS | mentions of: arranged marriage, death, reincarnations, abusive relationship, double standards for genders

PAIRING | Suou Tsukasa x fem!reader

LINKS | series masterlist | taglist form | prev chapter

You looked at him, and he looked at you. “Duke, will you marry me?” you’d just said. He blinked, again and again, clearly confused. Well, perhaps it wasn’t so straightforward; after all, you were known as the fiancee of Erebus, and being proposed to by someone who was already engaged was something that was not common at all, even with how crazy the nobles could be. Even so, your reputation detailed of someone who wouldn’t leave Erebus’s side without a reason everyone could see, and even Tsukasa couldn’t come up with any reason that this could happen.

“Uhm…” he looked away, conflicted. You looked at him; perhaps he needed more time to answer? It was better that you got the answer sooner, but as long as it happened before Erebus forcibly announced your marriage to the public, there shouldn’t be many issues- though, you didn’t know when it would ever be.

You needed something to convince him that it was worth it to go through the pain of making Erebus an enemy. It was known that Tsukasa wished nothing more than to bring honor to his house and continue the traditions of Suou through being the Duke. He’d never pursued the title of Crown Prince, but since he was of royal lineage, he had no choice but to be considered for the role. Enemies were nothing but a hindrance, something that couldn’t be helped, but it was easy to guess that he wanted to minimize the amount of enemies he had. Although House Drakos and House Suou were considered rivals, House Drakos had no reason to attack House Suou in any way; if they did, they’d be branded as “evil” for interfering with the “competition” for the throne. However, if you were “taken” from them by Duke Suou, it would give them ample reason to attack- their businesses, honor and integrity, anything- under the guise of “protecting your image” and “taking you back to where you belong”.

Even then, if you’d told him about what your situation really was, would he necessarily believe you? To anyone, it’d be an outlandish fantasy, but as the fiance of one of the only two Dukes in the entire empire, it would be strange to go to such lengths simply to defile the Drakos name in such a manner. There were other, more sensible and less ridiculous ways to go about it. It would certainly be of intrigue, but in the case he didn’t believe you, it was a big liability. It does add up, from your perspective, but from other perspectives- as of how you were reincarnated, why you in particular were reincarnated, instead of anyone else into this body, instead of any other body- they were all up in the air.

You were betting on your sorcerer abilities and information of the future- the future tragedies that were about to occur. It was all told from the novel’s original main character’s point of view- Mairi’s point of view- which had holes in perspective and view of the big picture. After all, the main focus was always her emotions and thoughts, detailing how every little thing affected poor Mairi. You didn’t really have to tell him where you got your information, although that would affect his trust in you, but he didn’t have to fully trust you yet. All he needed was to feel that he had to keep you around to be useful later.

“If I’m not mistaken, you are Lord Erebus’s fiancee, correct?” he asked. It seemed he was confused, as to why you were asking this of him. You replied with a confirmation of yes, you were indeed Lord Erebus’s fiancee. However, what you came for was a marriage at the surface, but in the heart of it, it was simply a deal between you and him. What was in it for him was that he gained your sorcerer abilities, and what was in it for you was that you gained his protection. Seeing as it was a good deal for him, it wouldn’t be too far-fetched if he at least heavily considered it.

You phrased it like this: it was a deal, which simply involved engagement. In fact, as long as you were engaged, it was almost the same thing as being married, without the extra expense and effort of holding a wedding (although holding such an event wouldn’t be an issue for a Duchy such as Suou). He would offer protection against the Drakos Duchy and others who wished to use you as such, and you would assist in great endeavors to bring honor to House Suou. Even when you said it like that, he was hesitant. He seemed to greatly consider it, but by the look in his eyes, it was almost like a look of longing to something so great, so near, yet so untouchable. What could make you so untouchable?

There was only one answer: he felt that it wasn’t right to take someone who wasn’t “his person”. You were “House Drakos’ person”, not “House Suou’s person”. You weren’t within his domain, and he’d have to spend that effort, that risk of making such an enemy of Drakos. You’d thought your offer was highly attractive, but perhaps that wasn’t the case. Perhaps peace with Drakos was a high priority, after all- or perhaps, he just needed a reason to convince the public that he was doing the right thing. After all, it was about perception. It was about perception- if only you could reveal Erebus’s unsightly behavior to the public, their perception about him would change. It would flip everything. Then, you would propose this-

“Duke Suou, the Emperor has invited you to have an audience with him,” one of the staff, presumably one of the Emperor’s people, came behind you. You hadn’t heard his footsteps as he approached, but Tsukasa was hardly surprised. Either he’d expected him or had seen him make his way there to meet the Duke, or perhaps it was both.

He turned, on his way to meet the Emperor, you presumed, but hardly a couple of seconds had passed before he had turned around and offered his hand, “Well, it wouldn’t sit right with me if I simply left you here. Would you allow me to escort you back to the ballroom?”

His offer was surprising; even though he was summoned by the Emperor, he still cared to escort you back there. It wasn’t as if you could escort yourself back to the ballroom, but it was still nice that he offered. You took it; after all, how could you refuse him? It was so sweet that he offered, plus if others saw him escorting you inside, the nobles who saw would certainly start forming theories of relations with Duke Suou. It was beneficial to you, and perhaps you could get a reaction out of Erebus. Now, that would be wonderful.

The walk back was quiet, but it was strangely comfortable. You were left to your thoughts, as well as him. You would’ve loved to keep talking to him, and hopefully he as well, but there was one factor keeping the conversation from happening: the staff sent by the Emperor was escorting the two of you, perhaps- or really, keeping you company before bringing Tsukasa over to the Emperor for an audience. Once you realized this, you gave him a look- what if he had heard your conversation? He would surely tell the Emperor about it if asked- but to your surprise, he was relaxed, with a reassuring smile on his lips that told you “No, it’s alright. He’s trustworthy.” without a single word. It was relieving, though perhaps a little exciting that you could understand his signals like that. You didn’t know how, but you simply did. There were no words for the rest of it, the clicks of shoes and the sounds of the crowd and the music in the ballroom filled the air instead.

As the three of you arrived into the ballroom, you caught sight of Erebus, a face of disdain upon his expression. He looked straight at you, and it was easy to tell what he was thinking: he was angry, frustrated, upset- he’d most likely been looking for you. After all, you were officially his partner to this party, and when everyone knew that and didn’t see you with him, they must’ve looked at him and asked “Where’s your fiancée? Is she alright?” It was a question to answer, when he simply didn’t know. You were supposed to meet him as soon as you had arrived, but that had never happened, as you met with Tsukasa instead. It was something to wonder about, how he had responded to them. It would’ve been interesting to see, and Callie would’ve even paid to see it- that said something about it. Most of the guests were talking in their own circles at the time, but those who did see Erebus’s expression would’ve been worried for you. He couldn’t control his emotions well, and a good look made it incredibly clear that he saw you as an inconvenience, rather than being worried about your safety.

When you looked back at Tsukasa, there was a look on his face that you hadn’t seen before. In fact, it was almost out of character, as far as society knew. He looked almost appalled, perhaps for such a righteous man, Erebus’s behavior was simply unacceptable. It was a wonder that Erebus hadn’t been caught before then, or maybe perhaps Tsukasa simply hadn’t paid attention to him- perhaps it was both. You looked at him, not with the same request for help or answers as before, but with a look of “I can take care of this.” He trusted this with a sigh and resigned his worries to his trust in you, or rather your abilities.

“It was a pleasure to spend this evening with you. May our fates cross paths again in the near future,” he gave you a look that said “Is this alright?”, and with a small nod from you, hopefully unnoticeable, he gently took your hand and brought it up to your lips. It was something even Erebus had never done for the original owner of your body, even though it was common for a nobleman who was looking to court a woman to do so for her. Perhaps this interaction was the seal to your deal- unofficially, of course.

As soon as Tsukasa had left to head to his meeting with the Emperor, a “tch” from Erebus took your attention. His hand had gripped your arm. It hurt; he gripped it as tightly as he would his sword in a duel. It wasn’t any way to treat anyone, grabbing someone so hard that it would likely leave a bruise. He was losing it, ever since the time he had visited unannounced that time. Who knew it was so easy to break him? Perhaps it was easier to break him than expected- and soon enough, the nobility would know- and it was wonderful that they didn’t stand something like this, out of all the odd things they couldn’t stand.

He led you out of sight of as many people as he could, a short distance to the balcony. He released you as soon as the two of you were alone, forcibly retracting his hand as if he didn’t even want to touch you.

“What were you even thinking? I knew you’d gone crazy, looking for that guy-” he tried not to yell. If he did, he’d gain too much attention for the wrong things- and he knew that. But it wasn’t you who had gone crazy. What you’d done was bold, for sure, but nothing crazy, nothing out of the ballpark, nothing immoral. At least you didn’t see him as a tool to be used and rather as a villain, an enemy- and that was infinitely better than being objectified. Though you at least treated him like a human, he was a despicable one at that.

He was done, he was done, he was done. You wanted to punch him, but you knew that it wouldn’t go well for you if you did. He was the crazy one, you told him. You didn’t want to raise your voice, as that would attract attention- but even so, it was hard not to get angry. Although, when the whispers started to circle and some began to stare, it was much easier to keep it quiet- a whisper was better, even.

He went on and on about Tsukasa, and the audacity of this guy was astonishing. If you’d been watching on a TV screen, it would be easy to think, “Wow! That guy’s logic is amazing! It makes absolutely no sense!” and clap and laugh about it. But with him right in front of you, it was a different story. It was your arm that he tightly clenched- it was you that he had the full power to punch, to throw off the balcony, even. If only you could get out.

Meetings with the Emperor at parties like this didn’t last long, and after talking with Tsukasa, the Emperor often appeared at the ball for the festivities to actually commence. The minutes went by slowly, as you waited for the ballroom to quiet down and for the Emperor to enter, and then, all eyes will be on Erebus- you as well, especially because of how closely he tied you to him.

One of the Emperor’s people came to get Erebus, greeting the two of you with a slight bow and a short apology for the interruption. You showed him a clear sign of relief of his presence, which Erebus noticed (and you could tell that he was getting increasingly pissed.) You waved him goodbye and wished him luck in the same exact words the original owner would say to him, as if to say “you are the only one who had changed, right? I am exactly the same. You are the one being insensibly angry.”

You released a short breath as he left, one of relief- and only then did you realize that you could feel a bruise. Though it hurt, it was at least there. It was a shame that it wouldn’t be visible until the next day, but as soon as you showed it to those who worked at home, the rumors spread fast. It was incredibly easy to spread them. It was a dangerous thing, but if you used it right, it would be extremely useful.

The trumpets blared, as the Emperor, along with Tsukasa and Erebus, arrived, and you brought yourself out to the ballroom, wearing a tired expression. You were drained, having talked to one of the highest ranking people in the Empire and having dealt with another of Erebus’s outbursts. Not to mention the uncomfortably heavy dress and accessories you had to wear to attend the party and not be preyed on by the noble ladies attending tonight, on top of everything else. At least it helped; you could blame it all on Erebus then, and no one could really know.

Erebus once again wore the smile that deceived everyone, one full of confidence he clearly did not have. Perhaps he did have one skill, and that was sucking up to the Emperor. Every time he had an audience with him, he seemed to gain more confidence and lose some brain cells.

“I offer my sincere thanks to everyone who attended the Founding Ball tonight…” It was the Emperor’s long speech once again, one he repeated year after year. Honestly, at this point, there was no point in saying it. The original owner of this body had heard it so many times that she could even recite most of it by memory, without much effort. That was how long he had reused the same speech over and over again. Well, it didn’t matter. At least you knew what he was going to say, if that was any use to you at all.

“And let the festivities begin!” he concluded, voice brimming with his usual cheer. You clapped along with everyone else, expecting him to take his usual place in his fancy chair like the years before.

“Ahem, your Majesty, may I make an announcement?” Erebus asked the Emperor, in a loud and clear voice. The question earned the attention of the nobles attending, heads turned and all eyes on him. The Emperor took a moment to think, before giving him approval. Erebus took no hesitation in walking up to you and taking your hand, and even in your slight protest of his tight grip, he simply led you to the front of the room, all eyes glued on you too.

“My fiancee and I are no longer engaged; we will be getting married very soon!” he announced sharply, so that everyone in the room, regardless of whether they were listening or not, would hear. If there was something he was good at, it was grabbing attention- whether it be good or bad.

“Your father has already agreed to the marriage,” he whispered into your ear. Your eyes widened. It wasn’t supposed to be this way- he hadn't done this in the novel. Once there was an announcement like this, it was difficult to reverse it. There had to be some kind of outside interruptance to stop it. Couples quarrels weren’t regarded as much of an issue- you would only be scored if you had tried to resist him yourself without any incident or outside force.

You turned to Tsukasa in fear, signaling that you needed his help now. There was no one on your side but him in this room. Once he caught your gaze, he understood the message right away. Erebus was forcing you into this. You didn’t want it- and he had a problem with that.

“Your Majesty, may I ask for something?” he got down on one knee, bowing down to one of the only figures higher than him in this society. The Emperor blinked; this was completely unexpected, and the crowd could not even control the whispers.

“Yes. You hardly ask for anything; what may I grant you?” the Emperor inquired in return.

Tsukasa stood up and took one of your hands and brought it up to his lips, then gently held it up as he turned to face the Emperor.

“If you would allow, I would like to request a marriage with her.”

It was you. He was talking about you.

WORD COUNT | 3090 words

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Silence. That was the only music you ever known of.

You weren’t exposed to happy or sad, upbeat or melancholic music. The only friend that you have gotten to know about ever since you were born was a small but prominent ring in your ears.

You would never understand what the performances were about. Why was it so fast, or so slow? Was there a reason behind their smile, or a hidden message carried with their sullen gazes? Did the dance mean anything at all?

You never liked to watch them, because you were left with so many questions. So why would you take a job that surrounds music?

Was it friends?

Passion?

Hope?

You couldn’t have asked for sweeter friends. They would never talk about you openly when you could easily read their lips. They would be so considerate of you in their conversations you wanted to cry. They would even take time out of their day to learn your language in hopes they could become closer with you.

You couldn’t deny anybody who had such a passionate goal for their future. Even through thick and thin they would persevere and finally make it to the goal they had longed for. Either going solo or with a group, they would stop at nearly nothing in order to achieve genuine smiles, joyous laughter, and most of all a comforting bubble that surrounded everybody.

And most of all… you hoped, you hoped so much that God will give you even a minute to allow you to discover more about the world. Even if it was deemed impossible, you never gave up on it, even if you had to wait and die in order to achieve the greatest gift to you.

But it came quicker than you realized, in the form of a little box wrapped in a bow.

You sat with Anzu, your longtime co-worker and friend as she fussed with something around your head. Being in your peripheral vision you could slightly understand what she was trying to say, but you were filled with curiosity at the foreign gadget.

She had somehow convinced you to attend one a live, even though you couldn’t tell why it was different from the rest. She probably needed an extra hand with notes and such, or something surrounding around work. Probably.

The shuffling on your head stopped, and the brunette sat next to you, looking nervous. Why was she so nervous? You didn’t want her to be.

The stage before you two then soon lit up, and much to your astonishment it was filled with every single idol. Starmaker Productions, Cosmic Productions, Rhythm Link, New Dimension. Even idols who you thought were on leave were standing with their respective unitmates.

And was it just you, or were there several looks shot towards you?

The live soon started, but you immediately noticed something.

What was that weird, sweet sound coming from? And another, another…

Then came the voices.

One after another it filled you like sweet honey. Some deep, some high. Soft, bold, cheerful, alluring. Everything.

You shot up from your seat, your eyes wide as saucers as you put your hands to the glass.

You could hear them.

Failing to notice the steady stream of tears, incoherent noises that you could also hear left your mouth. You couldn’t understand them at all, but the emotion that was carried in the… song, as they would call it, was so… beautiful.

So this is what you had longed for all these years.

And you weren’t dissappointed.

The idols of Ensemble Square had noticed your crying self after they slowly ended their song, and they didn’t fail to see the happiness in your eyes, nor the smile that adorned your lips. Some couldn’t help but get emotional themselves, crying happy tears to see that one of their long-time friend was now revealed to the vast world of music. Something they too had longed for, because they loved you with all their hearts.

A God was truly out there, because they had allowed them to help their friend.

Miracles were truly amazing.

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being in a relationship with ritsu || enstars || relationship headcanons

Character: Ritsu Sakuma Unit: Knights Fandom: Ensemble Stars CW: Spoilers for Daydream * Slumbering Euthanasia Story TW: Mentions of blood, mentions of vampire-like activites (i.e. blood-sucking) Relationship Headcanons happy birthday ritsu!!

congratulations dear reader, you are officially in a relationship with the clingiest idol in ensemble square. ritsu absolutely must have an arm around your waist at all times and his head nonchalantly resting on your shoulder (often unintentionally falling asleep), not to mention he rests his chin on your shoulder, every so often whispering rather suggestive phrases and teases into your ear

ritsu hates it, but rei must absolutely approve of you before (rei's words, not his) you start 'becoming a couple' (jokes on you rei you've been together for over a few months already lmao); what he does want however is isara's approval, if his best friend and s/o can't even get along then what's the point...

ritsu is incredibly impatient, he must absolutely be by your side at all times and you must hurry up, he's about to fall asleep on the bench here, and you wouldn't want to be scolded by secchan or suuchan, right~? he's incredibly childish and bratty whiny about it too, his teasingly knowing smirk never leaving his face as you finally catch up to him

the strategist who has led knights to victories in duels and back... suddenly can't figure out how he should go about confessing to you. huh. funny. maybe he should ask arashi? she seems rather well-versed in romance... he immediately regrets it as she begins swooning and fangirling, cooing and acting like that piece of shit that bug, eventually giving up and inviting you to play chess with him instead, claiming that "if he wins, he wants his reward to be a kiss~ but if you win, he'll reward you with telling you his feelings~"

true to his unit's image, he prefers using your majesty, but he'll slip into his vampire image and use my love at seldom times, humming teasingly as he shortens your name into a nickname, treating you like royalty (as he should). he doesn't like using overly sweet nicknames (surprisingly) so don't expect him to start openly flirting with you while he comes up with your pet names...

dates with ritsu are very casual and some people would use the word lazy as well; most of your dates happen at night when he has at least a little bit of energy to go outside... otherwise, they happen in the dorms, with sleepover dates and pillow fights (ritsu's a lot stronger than he looks smh and he won't hesitate to tease you all throughout the fight~ no it's not cheating, y/n, he won fair and square, it's not his fault you're so easily flustered)

you're ritsu's s/o for a much shorter time than you are his new pillow and new caretaker (isara warned you plenty and continues to message you with advice), he continues to rely on maa~kun, sure, but now he has another person who can take care of him?? count him in, he's a little brat about it but he'll most definitely make both you and isara's lives harder by being stubborn... and not getting out of bed...........

ritsu's an amazing listener, he may not look like it because he's sleeping 99% of the time,,,,,,, (/lh) but he always has his attention on you, even if he's on the verge of falling asleep, humming contentedly as he lays his head on your lap, offering advice during your silences or piping in with his own blunt opinions... after all, he is a strategist, if he can't help you solve your problems, then what kind of s/o and strategist was he?

ritsu lives for your flustered face, and neck kisses (and maybe bites if he's feeling bratty cheeky enough) are his favourite (and easiest) way (he claims) to make you flustered, stumbling over your words never fails to amuse him as you whine about being in public and that he "can't just do that!", but what if he wants to, n/n~? you can't just disregard his feelings like that, you'll turn into that ridiculous bug...

mika adores you, though he does get extremely flustered when ritsu begins teasing you (you'd think that ritsu was teasing him) and soon it becomes too much for him as he scrambles out of the room, whisper-yelling apologies as he pants, whining about how the two of you are "doing unspeakable things in his dorm", much to the horror of the other idols ("what does that mean...?" "kasa-kun, you don't need to know")

knights... reacts just as ritsu expected. everything in tsukasa's arms just drops as soon as ritsu announces your relationship, his mouth open in an 'o' as he whispers a hushed 'congratulations', arashi gasping and wanting to "hear all the tea" about your relationship, izumi huffing and turning his nose up ("secchan's happy for us~") and leo immediately requests to write you both love songs and your wedding song (you don't really have much time to say anything and he's already started scribbling on paper-)

with the events in euthanasia taking place, ritsu feels... alone; tsukipi's taking suuchan's side and naru's taking secchan's side, leaving him to be alone in knights... sure, knights has always been an individualistic unit, but he hates feeling like this, he comes to you every day during the tense moments because he knows (he hopes) that you won't leave him, you won't make him feel alone, and you'll always be there for him

"hm? you want to listen to me play?" is the first thing he says when you suddenly ask to listen to his playing, humming as he opens the piano lid, patting the seat next to him. it's quiet for a few moments as he tries to decide which song to play... before deciding that he's going to teach you to play piano~ hm? you're not very good at it, huh? that's fine~ that's why he's going to teach you, silly... if you don't do as he teaches, then you'll be punished, but if you do... you'll be rewarded, y/n~

you had heard from multiple people (koga especially) that ritsu's sweets were the one thing that you had to stay away from, no matter what; of course, your curiosity got the best of you. so, you did what any sane (?) person would do and asked him to make pastries for you. ritsu, of course, gladly obliged... half an hour left he came back with the most... aesthetic cupcakes you've ever seen... contrary to koga's opinion (and after ritsu whining and being a brat and feeding you like 3 cupcakes) they actually tasted kind of nice... whether they looked nice was another question, however........

"where do you want to go, i'll take you to that place~" (/ly) is one of ritsu's unchanging favourite ways to serenade you, so it's no surprise when he takes you out while playing 'little romance' through the speakers in the suspiciously vacant park, humming contentedly as he waltzes you around, smiling slyly as he eventually goes down on one knee, a hopeful glimmer in his red eyes.

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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

Life was cruel.

Why don’t we, us so-called oddballs

get a happy ending?

Is it that wrong?

If only we

could rewind time with magic,

but let us not call it a bad ending.

Our happy ending is just waiting for us.

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

In a room with glass bottles on the shelves, each filled with different colourful liquids, paper scattered around the room and a magic circle drawn on the floor. There sat a certain redhead currently experimenting on a potion.

“Abracadabra…Hocus-pocus”

While another person just sat at the table, watching the redhead in awe.

Natsume and you were friends since middle school.

At that time, you have always pestered (as Natsume likes to say) the redhead to stop skipping class. (Which didn’t really do anything)

After each attempt, the two of you grew a little closer with you being fascinated by his work.

Tho you did quite cringed at how he would call you little kitten─ (Same tho)

The two of you were in the secret room just enjoying each other’s company in silence,

that was until someone unexpectedly entered the room.

“What are you doing heRE?” Natsume asked, as he noticed the dark blue-haired boy at the doorway,

who seemed to be amazed by Natsume’s work.

“Tsumugi Aoba.”

“How do you know my name..?” asked the addressed boy with a surprised face.

“Aoba-senpai did quite become famous, wouldn’t you say?”

Tsumugi turned to the other person, whose present he didn’t notice.

“Ah Y/N long time no see! What are you doing here?”

“Long time indeed. I’m just doing some paperwork.”

Normally, you would do the paperwork alone at the library, but Natsume has asked for your assistance with a new potion he’s making.

In the end, you didn’t really have to help much.

It was just an excuse to spend some time with you.

“You two know each otheR?” Natsume questioned, surprised by the both familiarities.

“Aoba-senpai once helped me when I first started at Yumenosaki, without him I probably would’ve been lost that day,” you said with a light chuckle.

“Ahhh, it wasn’t really a big deal,” said Tsumugi, quite embarrassed.

“I see, you’re alwaYS so hard workiNG, so responsibLE. I should praiSE you.” Natsume said as he stood up.

“Even if you don’t worK like a slavE, everyone still loves yoU,” he added, doing a hand motion which seemed like he was casting a spell on him.

Getting even more embarrassed, “I did become famous, huh?” Tsumugi exclaimed with a little shade of red adorning his cheeks.

“huh? Did my maGIC not worK? I need to train more,” Natsume sighs

“MastER will get angry at me.”

“Aren’t you…” Tsumugi trailed off, as Natsume closed the door behind him.

“That’s rigHT, I’m the magicIAN at Yumenosaki Academy─ Natsume Sakasaki”

“If you pay the pricE, I will sweep away any worrIES you have,”

…..

Stare…~

…..

‘Are- are they just gonna stare at each other?’ you wondered,

as you watched the scene in front of you.

'Natsume looks kinda irritated fufu~’

“What?” Natsume finally asked breaking the silence.

“Um, Natsume don’t you remember me?” wondered Tsumugi.

“Your mother is a famous fortune teller, right?”

“Yes, but wait─ I don’t know wherE you’re going with thiS.”

“When you were young, did you wear girl’s clothes?” Tsumugi bashfully asked.

“?!”

“PFFF you did what as a kid?”

“If you don’t shuT your mouth, I’m going to puT a curse on yoU”

Natsume threatened you, but you both knew that he wouldn’t do that…or would he?

“AnywAYS, it’s true that I was made to act like a girl when I was young but…” Natsume trailed off.

“You went to a dance school during that time, right?” Tsumugi asked

“I think I did, for a few weekS. You mean the one with the bad manageMENT, right?”

“Ahaha, that was run by my mother,” Tsumugi exclaimed laughing cheerfully.

'yikes, if I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t have led that slide, Aoba-senpai’ you thought,

as both you and Natsume sweatdropped.

You slightly envy him for how he can be cheerful after that.

“Ah, if I may ask, how do you and Y/N know each other?”

“We both went to the same middle school together! I still remember how he always skipped class, well─ seems like that it hasn’t changed much haha,” you answered, thinking about the memories of you and Natsume.

“Yeah, I still rememBER how you always pestered me to go to clasS.”

“Uwaaah… that hurts, Natsume!”

“Haha, seems like you two quite have a history together. Ahh, I’m glad we could meet again, little Natsume!” Tsumugi said with a closed-eyed smile.

“The next timE you call me thaT, I’ll casT a spell on you to makE your face look ugly.” Natsume threatened, standing a few meters away from him with the speed of light.

“Stop that…”

“Ahhh Natsume, leave poor senpai alone,” you said, feeling quite sympathetic for your upperclassmen.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

“What kind of experiment is this?” Tsumugi asked, watching Natsume doing one of his potions

The atmosphere is quite comforting now after the whole situation. It was quite calming watching Natsume do some experiments, while you did paperwork.

“I’m trying out diffeRENT things while killing timE,” Natsume answered.

“Y/N helped me with an experiMENT a while ago.”

“I didn’t really do much, Natsume did most of the hard work,” you exclaimed with a nervous smile.

“That’s not truE”

After saying that, Natsume tapped the glass bottle he was holding with a magic stick making the potion filled with pink liquid lightly explode, decorating the room with pink smoke and sparkles.

Natsume really never fails to amaze you with whatever he is doing, even Tsumugi was awestruck.

“It really is like magic!” Tsumugi said, still mesmerizes by Natsume’s work.

“Not like magic. It is magIC.” Natsume corrected. “The show’s over” he continued, standing up, and looking at Tsumugi. “Will you go home now?” he asked, which sounded more like a demand than a question.

“Ah, very well..” said the dark blue hair looking down quite sad.

'Uwaaah… Aoba-senpai looks disappointed. Damn Natsume show some respect for your upperclassmen!’ you thought, scolding Natsume quietly.

“Can I stop by here again some other time?” Tsumugi asked before leaving. “We were able to meet again after so long, so I would like to be friends with you again and you too Y/N,” he continued, looking at you.

It kinda surprised you.

“I don’t mind, I would also like to befriend you Aoba-senpai, it was fun talking to you and a little more company wouldn’t hurt,” you said.

“I’m also quite interested in how Natsume was as a young little girl hehe~,” you continued, teasing Natsume slightly, having too much fun with it

“Y/N!” Natsume sighs “very well then if it’s ok for yoU. Tsumugi you can come here someTIME again”

Tho Natsume does prefer for you and him to have alone time in the secret room, not that he would ever admit it tho with the amount of pride he has.

Happy with the answer,

“Okay, see you late then you two!” Said Tsumugi and with that he left the secret room, leaving you and Natsume alone again, not knowing that it was the beginning for the Eccentrics.

…

“Soooo…what was that all about little Natsume?” you were the first one who spoke up and of course, you just had to tease Natsume, but you know that he will get you back for it ten times worse.

“Y/N SHUSH”

“fufu~ it might be my new nickname for you–”

“I will curse you.”

“NAURRRRRRR”

∘₊✧──────✧₊∘

“Eichi! Eichi”

“Ah, Tsumugi.”

“I’ve found the last two people for the six Eccentrics!”

“The first years, Natsume Sakasaki and Y/N L/N!”

“𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆”

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