LOL, True But The Devil Called 'perfectionism' Always Comes Barreling In🤣

Euphonious Series

Summary: (AU) In a world of ABO, you've always thought you were an alpha, high above others.

However, encountering your fated pair, proves you otherwise.

Add to that, your fated pair, whose grey eyes that always seem to see through you and black hair that always tries to entice your hand to run through it. You found out you were an omega through the heat he caused.

You couldn't help but curse the gods in every possible way as you tried your hardest not to kneel and beg your junior in school to claim and ravage you, whose name was Sung Jinwoo.

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except for my characters and plot.

Warning/Genre: OOC, Romance, fluff, high school life, gender neutral (Sorry for the miss grammar)

Chapter 1 - Meeting

In your current society, you have your first gender.

A female and a male.

However, once you reach a certain age, you are tested to differentiate for your second gender.

A Beta, which the majority are categorized.

Next is the minority that experiences heat, an Omega.

And then where success is guaranteed, the Alpha.

You have always thought your life is set.

Born into an affluent family, number one in studies and sports, a good enough appearance and a dominant but nonchalant personality.

You and everyone have obviously thought you were an alpha.

Or so you thought as you met those grey eyes of a boy, named Sung Jinwoo.

It had been an average day for you.

Waking up and getting ready for school, listening to your teacher as they teach their subject.

Doing your duties as a student council president and catching your schoolmates who were slacking and skipping school.

Punishing them or dragging their asses back if they defy you.

It was a normal routine for you however what made that day different from others was meeting him.

Your fated pair.

You had just finished all the necessary paperwork and meetings as the student council president and were on your way home when you saw a group of students harassing some middle schoolers.

Stopping in your tracks, you saw that some of them were from your school while the others were from schools that were close to your area.

Observing the group of high school students, you couldn't help but notice that they seemed to be part of the same friend group, as there were no conflicts between them. Instead, they were bullying some middle school students.

You sigh as you shake your head.

Such a bunch of brats.

Seeing that they have already beaten a few middle school students and are about to harass them again, you step in without hesitation and call out to them.

The students who wore similar uniforms as yours stiffened once they heard and saw you.

They have been the same junior students you have always dragged back to school from skipping classes.

They were either in some arcade or in some brawls with other delinquents from another school, in which case resulted in you facing both parties.

Neither did you take sides as you beat them.

In the end, you would contact the other school's student council president, who happened to be one of your childhood friends, to inform them about your schoolmates and what happened.

Afterwards, you would finally escort your own schoolmates' beat-up assess back to your school infirmary.

That was how it usually plays.

And since they have crossed paths with you a few times already, they have seen what you're capable of and have unconsciously ingrained your presence in their minds.

They knew they were in trouble.

However, the other students from a different school were unaware of their dilemma, nor did they know you.

And so, seeing you leisurely walking up to them, they immediately put their attention on you and abandoned their previous targets at once.

Oblivious to the danger they're putting themselves into.

Arrogant in their stance, clearly the one leading them was an alpha.

You sigh once again, deciding to finish this quickly. Since you were eager to go home and were quite looking forward to the dessert that your mother had bought from abroad.

The thought almost makes you salivate.

"What this? Trying to be a hero now aren't you?" The alpha taunted as he strode over to you, smirking as his lackeys trailed behind him and slowly circled you.

Eyeing you up, it was clear he was sizing you as he instinctive knew you were an alpha.

You two were almost the same height however you clearly towered him by a few inches.

Showing an indifferent attitude and not answering his taunt, he faltered as you gave him a cold stare.

Embarrassed by showing weakness and intimidated by another alpha, he hid it by sneering at you and barking again at your classmates.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?! Get your asses here!" He shouted, his voice showing traces of agitation. This affected his lackeys as their earlier confidence faltered as well.

Looking at their other friends, they were confused as they remained rooted in their place.

Their faces paled, body trembling and sweat dripping down from their forehead. Hesitant, they gave a small shake of their head, their eyes showing undeniable fear.

Annoyed, the alpha was once again about to shout when suddenly a presence loomed over him and a cold voice interrupted.

"I'll advise you to leave if you don't want yourself embarrassed and beaten up by the end of the day, kid."

It was your voice.

Calm and deep, sending shivers down their spines as they felt authority dripping off it.

The alpha and his group paled instantly. Something inside them, especially the leader in their group instinctively told them this student was dangerous and someone not to be messed with.

However, an alpha is an alpha. They weren't one to be bent over nor ordered around so easily.

And because of this and due to his arrogant pride, the alpha kid faced you with a sneer and defiantly challenged you.

"Fuck you."

"..."

The surroundings fell silent, and the atmosphere immediately grew colder than it used to. A heavy feeling washed over everyone watching the two and they felt a foreboding sense creep up their spine.

You, however, just gave a small cold laugh before dropping your bag. Your eyes narrowed darkly.

Not long after, sounds of screams and agonizing cries echoed in the park while your schoolmates and the group of middle school students watched in horror as you beat them with ease but not without mercy.

Instructing your schoolmates to drag their friends' asses to their school infirmary, you told them that their student presidents, whom you have informed already, were waiting for them at the school entrance.

They knew that if they didn't show up, this president of theirs would hound them no matter where they were. Because of this, you didn't worry if they ran away.

As for your schoolmates, they already know to show up the next day if they want to keep their balls alive.

Watching them limp away, you finally let out a breath and pick up your school bag, satisfied that everything was almost over.

However, glancing over to the side and seeing the group of young students all bruised and battered, you sigh inwardly.

You made a mental note to have those bastards write up a thousand-word apology and assign them chores around campus as punishment.

Walking over to the group of middle schoolers, you asked them if they were alright.

"Yes, senior. Thank you so much for your help!" One of the kids replied while the others nodded with a bit of enthusiasm.

Looking over their battered faces while a smile was on their lips and their eyes shining as they looked at you, you couldn't help but worry and apologize to them on behalf of your schoolmates as their school president.

Throughout the exchange, one particular student was silent and kept his distance from you however you didn't blame him. If you were him, you would also be wary, especially after what they have been through before you came.

You may have saved them, but there's no guarantee you won't do the same as what those previous people did.

Though you felt his eyes lock onto you, you didn't know whether it was hostility or something else. Just that you couldn't ignore how intense his gaze was as he watched you.

Deciding to let it go, you took out a card from your pocket and gave it to them, advising them to visit the clinic if they ever experienced any signs of discomfort.

It was one of the clinics your cousin works at.

Given the number of students you frequently handled in such cases, your cousin already suspected it was you who sent them whenever students arrived at their clinic with bruises on their bodies.

Your cousin scolds you because of it.

You simply shrugged and responded that it at least contributed to the business. No matter how you deal with these troublemakers—whether through a gentle approach or not—if they still refuse to listen, they need to learn the hard way.

It was that or nothing.

You explained and your cousin could only accept defeat as deep down he knew that kids your age are hard to disciple.

As the students bowed in gratitude, you noticed the admiration in their eyes as they stared at you.

Not used to such gazes, you cough and avoid their eyes. Instead, you immediately urged them to go home as the sky slowly turned dark.

Inwardly, you hope they won't turn out like you, as you know you are barely crossing the line when it comes to disciplining such unruly schoolmates of yours.

Bowing their heads once more, they said goodbye and walked away, eager to head home while chatting happily.

You sigh again and lift your hand to brush your hair, glad that everything's finally over.

As they turned the corner, you were about to leave when suddenly there were hurried footsteps behind you. You felt a hand grab your shirt tightly, stopping you in your tracks.

That's when you heard them, stammering with a soft and warm voice, calling out to you pleadingly as you turned your head.

Your eyes locked with grey-coloured ones.

It was the boy from earlier who was watching you so intensely.

He has soft black hair with bangs that brush against his lashes. He also reaches your shoulders in height and has a lean build.

Clearly, the boy was growing and showing a distinct trait of an alpha.

However, it wasn't those physical traits that shocked you, it was his scent. A scent so endearing your body reacted in ways you never experienced before.

You felt your body heat up, your hands trembling and your breath laboured as you continued to lock eyes with the boy.

His scent enveloped you, intoxicating and enticing, making you crave something you knew was wrong.

Slowly, dread fills you as realizations hit you all at once.

You cursed.

"Fuck."

A/n: Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! Their age will be explained as the story goes and don't worry there won't be inappropriate ages or such.

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yandere! sung jin-woo with kim dokja!reader mini series [part three]

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[! ALERT] Command received. Player will be subjected to <FLASHBACKS> which are memories redacted and made to forget. As there is too much corruption, only the memories with the most significant impact and targeted specifically by the virus will be immediately recovered and viewed. The rest will slowly return to the Player. [! NOTICE] During the recall of <FLASHBACKS>, the Player will be given the third-person perspective, thus allowing movement within the memory. The Player will not be capable of any interaction as what the Player viewed has happened in the past. The surroundings of the experience will be based on how the memory was originally made. The memory will revert to its original state if any changes or alterations are made to it. Commencing <FLASHBACKS> 3… 2… 1… 

Entering [MEMORY 1: THE FATED MEETING]

Jin-Woo opened his eyes and saw a familiar sight. The Hunters Association. He looked around and noticed his former self coming out of the room with a sigh and glum look. He recalled this; it was the day he first got his rank evaluated after his awakening. He walked to stand in front of his memory, noticing the difference in height and build, as well as aura. He received the lowest rank possible and showed the lowest mana measurement possible. This was a memory he didn’t mind forgetting. 

“Aren’t you too young to be a Hunter?”

Jin-Woo flinched. It was that voice again, and that came right behind him too. He turned around and saw an unfamiliar figure. His eyebrows furrowed. He didn’t recall this, meeting someone like that after his evaluation. It never happened before. 

“I have too.” His memory-self spoke timidly. 

“I’ll bet it’s for money.” The mysterious figure spoke with an understanding tone, no malice, no mockery, nothing but care. “For yourself or…”

“My mother and younger sister.”

“Very noble of you.” The figure smiled warmly. “Can I offer some help? I’ve been around and I can direct you to some raids and teach you the basic of being a Hunter.”

“You won’t convince me to quit?” While Jin-Woo does not know what his memory self is thinking, he could guess and understand why his past self said that. The people that helped him get his rank all tried to persuade him to give up any thoughts of being a Hunter and going into raids, because it would mean pain, suffering, and death.

The figure hummed and chuckled. “No way I’m doing that. Not when you’ve already decided that you’re going to go through with it. The least I could do is help you experience better. By the way, I’m with the Hunter's Association. I work all over the place, so you can always approach me with anything. Hunter [Last Name] [First Name] at your service.”

Jin-Woo’s eyes widened. So this person was the Hunter Jinchul was talking about, what’s more, he knew her. He turned to his past self, seeing himself exchange names and contacts with the Hunter. His hand reached to clench his heart as he felt it ache uncontrollably. An unexplainable feeling over his entire body while he watched the two chat and laugh. 

[MEMORY 1: THE FATED MEETING] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 2: INTRODUCTION TO BETRAYAL]

The surroundings changed, and now he was inside what appeared to be a dungeon. He read over the memory’s title; this can’t be a positive one, but he has zero recollection of this place.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Your tone was icy and demanding, as were your composure and expression. You stood between a fallen memory of himself and a smaller group of Hunters; he also did not know who they were.

“In a moment, monsters will fill the room. By then, we can’t survive, and an outbreak will happen.” One of the Hunters said, “We need to assess the situation and focus on what best to do—the greater good.”

“The greater good you speak of is to sacrifice Hunter Sung to the monsters while we leave. Don’t you hear yourself right now?” You glared at the Hunters, your hand stretched out to your side as protection to the E-Rank  memory self behind you, all weakened and frail. “Forget it!”

The enclosed cave shook and made everyone wary. “You’re giving us no choice! We’re out of time!”

A smirk formed on your face. “Then why not die together? I rather that than let you let advantage of those you think are prey.”

One wall fell, but what caught Jin-Woo’s attention was the holographic book that appeared behind you, flipping its page to stop at a certain one before encasing both you and his memory self in a protective dome. Just as the Hunter team realized what you had done, goblins brutally ripped them to shreds. You hugged his memory self close to you, your words ringing loud amidst the chaos.

“Jin-Woo, I won’t always be able to care for you. Please know that you should always follow your gut feelings when it comes to shady people. When you can’t beat them in strength and power, protect yourself from danger. By any means necessary.”

Was this why he could tell that Hwang Dongsuk’s team was dangerous and shady from the start? The familiarity of the situation came to him and gave him the direction he needed to take, even when he had forgotten about it all. He encountered a similar situation with another Lizard team in the past, but he had protection, which resulted in a different outcome. 

[MEMORY 2: INTRODUCTION TO BETRAYAL] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 3: HELPING DEAL]

Now he was in his somewhere he was all too familiar with. The hospital where he frequents for his wounds and injuries and his mother. He watched himself stressing over the various papers to pay bills, medical fees for his discharge and treatment, continuous medical fees for his mother, school tuition fees for Jinah, the rent for the month, daily living expenses. The list goes on. He couldn’t help that he was weak and was knocked out of commission during a raid, yet his life goes on and if he can’t afford all this then…

“Let me see that.” The papers suddenly yanked out of his memory-self’s hands. “You just recovered, and you’re panicking looking at all this. Seriously, what am I going to do with you, Sung Jin-Woo?”

Jin-Woo had somehow grown accustomed to your continuous appearance in his memory. Unconsciously, his form would stand as close as he could to you. If he couldn’t, then he’d move to the perfect spot where he could see you and commit you to memory. Well, this was his memory, but he’ll add it to the lost memories he will recover here soon. Okay, stop, too confusing. Either way, he’ll remember. By now, he knew his face shared the same smile his memory-self would have when you appeared by his side. 

“I can’t help it.” His memory self sighed in defeat. “I think I need to trouble you for some raid tag-along or invitation.”

“No need.” You looked over the papers and your phone at the same time. “I got a quicker solution for you to earn quick cash. Easily, in fact, you can do it immediately.”

“Really?” His memory-self’s eyes sparkled. “How?!”

You pointed at yourself. “Your piggy bank is right here.” 

Jin-Woo and his memory-self had the same reaction as they both gave you a look saying, ‘are you serious?’. 

You waved your fingers, setting the papers on the table, “No need to think you owe me or anything, just think of me paying for your friendship or something.” You shook your head, “No, that won’t do. Hmm. Ah, why not let you pay me back in the future? I have a gut feeling that you’ll earn big money then!”

“How can an E-Rank earn big money?” His memory- self questioned you. Jin-Woo wondered the same, you sounded confident, and this wasn’t the first time he had seen you check your phone for something before doing it. It was like a habit of yours or something like your safety net, to double-check before anything. He even tried looking at your phone screen when you do, but it was pitch black for him as if something was preventing him from seeing what you do.

“Trust me on this.” You smiled at his memory- self. “When have I ever done you wrong or go against my word?”

“Never?”

“Exactly. I’m here to help you, Jin-Woo.”

Jin-Woo looked over at you, his hand reaching out to ghost his hand over your form. His hand went through you as if he was a ghost. Although he is inside a memory and none of his actions had any effect on what had already happened, he wanted to keep watching. He wanted to feel physically your presence. The way his memory self was this relaxed when you were around and the trust his memory self has in you made his heartache. 

The question in his mind now was how did he forget about you when you’ve made such a big impact in his life?

[MEMORY 3: HELPING DEAL] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 4: COMPANION FOR LIFE AND DEATH]

“It’s a chance to grow strong. There’s no way you’d let this opportunity slip by, right?” Your voice made Jin-Woo look back to see his memory-self and you sitting on a bench outside the hospital. “This system of yours is helping you and you should use it to the fullest.”

Jin-Woo’s eyes widened. You know about the system and his quests? This was no ordinary friendship for sure at this point. He thought he didn’t tell anyone of his secret to grow strong, but now there was someone that knew and was encouraging him to push forward. The person was none other than you, still he didn’t expect himself to see it.

“I can’t even finish the daily quests, it’s asking too much of me.” His memory self depressingly said. 

You hummed, leaning back. “Think of it this way. If you were given infinite wealth, but you have no idea who to use it or place to store it. What would happen to you?” At his silence, you continued. “You don’t know what to do with it. Or it’s stolen from you. Right now, all you’re doing and what you told me the system is telling you to do is just the stepping stone to your greatness. Instead of risking your risk for some cash, why not dream big?”

“I know but…”

“I’ll do those daily quests with you. 100 push-ups, 100 what? Running too.” You tried listing what you recall. “We’ll do it side by side so you’re not alone in this. I need to exercise anyways.”

“You’d do that for me?” There was a faint blush on his memory - self’s face that made Jin-Woo do a double take. “But I don’t want to bother you too much. You have your work to do too.”

You smiled, “No bother at all. I enjoy helping you. In fact, I’ll be your companion for life and death.”

[MEMORY 4: COMPANION FOR LIFE AND DEATH] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 5: THE GIFT]

Jin-Woo and his memory-self eyed the sword in your hands, presented to him like a gift. While he was still staring, his memory version asked, “What’s this for?”

“A gift.” You nudged for him to hold it, when he did, you shook your head, “Boy, was that heavy!” You eyed him and shrugged. “You find a use for it. Swords aren’t my fighting style, anyway. Plus, it was collecting dust.”

“I already have my daggers.” He countered.

You gave him a look. “You can use it or you can pass it to someone you trust to use it for you. I don’t mind. Just accept it, please.”

“If you say so.” His memory self sighed and placed it into his inventory. 

There it was again. Jin-Woo noticed that you’ve been hinting at future events for a while now. First, you predicted that there would be a time when money wouldn’t be his concern, then you gave him lessons and advice on dangerous events he met with, now you implied that he would have beings that fight for him and by his side, no doubt pointing at his Shadow Army now that he was watching his memories.

You took out your phone again now that your hands were free of the sword, swiping through the screen at something he couldn’t see. “That sword’s called Unbreakable Faith. I think you’ll figure out its function on your own in due time.”

Jin-Woo eyed the phone that you carry everywhere. In every memory he’s seen up to this point, you were never without your phone, even when you were in a fight or raid in a dungeon. 

[MEMORY 5: THE GIFT] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 6: A MISUNDERSTANDING]

Now, this scene was interesting. His Shadows were training, and his memory-self was exchanging blows with you. It was a session where he played his cards, and you countered them―even pointing out weaknesses he had. If his army were there when you were, then do they recall you? That was something he needed to confirm.

Not long after, the two of them were resting, and Jin-Woo stood next to you. Had this not been a memory, there would have been a Jin-Woo on either side of you. Judging from the clothing he was wearing, it was still a time before he was reevaluated and given the S-Rank. The size of the Shadow Army also showed that it was the early days. 

“A thought. Since you basically turn any dead beings into undead and a loyal soldier of yours with ‘Arise’, what if you killed me and did that to me?” 

The question somehow made Jin-Woo snap as he stared down at the memory of you being that carefree and nonchalant about what you had just suggested. His memory self had the right of it when his hand crashed the water bottle in his hand. 

“Why would I ever do that?”

“Oh, I don’t mean just letting you kill me or something. Like if there was an unavoidable situation where you had to kill me for something. Or if you found me dead. It’s better to ‘arise’ me and use me as a loyal soldier, right? I may be called the Laziest Hunter of All Mankind, but I know I have some mad skills and powers that could be yours to dispose of.” You explained your thoughts so casually and detached, as if you didn’t see value in your own life.

“I would never. As if I could just do that to you.”

Jin-Woo saw the way you smiled bitterly while his memory-self was still busy composing himself from rage at the thought of having to do that to you. You who had been helping him since the beginning? He wasn’t sure if his memory self heard what you said later on or not, but now he heard it loud and clear. “If your memories of me are gone, you would. In fact,” There was this emptiness in your tone, more than that, your eyes dulled as if you were a doll. “You’d have forgotten me and pushed me aside.”

“Hey.” Jin-Woo’s memory-self got up and kneeled in front of you. In a blink, you were back to normal and both you and Jin-Woo watched his memory-self intensely. “This is as good of a time as any, actually. If you’re not busy, and I’m not clearing any dungeons with Jinho, would you like to get something to eat together? Not as fellow Hunters, but like a date because I really-“

“Ah! Ah!” You lunged at him and covered his mouth. “What do you think you’re going to say! Think things through! It’s just an idea! Don’t let your impulses take over rational thinking!”

Jin-Woo could predict what his memory-self was about to say, and it hurt him when you halted him in the middle of his confession. Now he knew what his feelings for you were and what you were to him. 

[MEMORY 6: A MISUNDERSTANDING] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY 7: FORGOTTEN DEATH]

In this snowy setting, he knew what event this was and when it happened. The Red Gate Incident. The Ice Elves on the battlefield proved it. He took one step and read the memory’s title. His form froze. Death? His head looked around and just in time, he saw you taking an arrow to the chest for him. His form moved before he realized, but just as his arms were ready to catch you, you fazed through him and laid on the snowy ground.

His eyes widened as he moved away, kneeling beside you. The moment he did, his memory self was by your side, screaming and crying for you to wake up and open your eyes. He was desperate. All that screaming made his voice ragged. Still, Jin-Woo could only question why he had forgotten such a memory like that. His form flinched when his surroundings glitched and the emotional memory of himself turned silent and numb, exactly like a switch had snapped in him. 

One moment he was hugging your body to his chest, crying and screaming, the next, he had discarded your body to the ground and left to put an end to the battle against Baruka. Jin-Woo knew how it goes, so he stayed by your side. He figured his past self was just too shocked and wanted revenge. He was like that as well. He knew himself. He watched your body glitch occasionally, and every time he reached for you, his hand went through your form. So he stopped trying. He wondered if it was a healing ability you had since he recalled Jinchul asking for you; there was no way you died here.

The exit of the gate generated itself, showing his past victory. Jin-Woo could hardly call it a victory when something like that happened. He watched his past self try to make Baruka a soldier but failed and thus his anger. Jin-Woo understood the sentiment, since that was a strong opponent. However, when his past self was just heading for the gate without you, he shouted, “Aren’t you forgetting someone?!”

To his horror, when he looked back, your body was gone. Where?

“Wait! Don’t go!” Jin-Woo shouted at his past self, he followed right behind his memory self, trying to knock some sense into himself. He knew this was a memory, but seeing you being forgotten and having relived the previous ones, he couldn’t rationally think and act. “You’re forgetting someone important!”

Despite it all, Jin-Woo watched in despair as his memory showed himself leaving the sight without so much as another word or a glance at you. There was no question where you were or the acknowledgement that you sacrificed yourself for him.

In Jin-Woo’s focus on his past self, he didn’t catch your already healed body being carried by a member of the White Tiger’s Guild out of the Red Gate and sent to the hospital.

[MEMORY 7: FORGOTTEN DEATH] Completed.

Entering [MEMORY ???: THE REASON]

Jin-Woo looked around, partially exhausted, mentally. Another dungeon setting. He walked a few steps and sure enough, you were there and so was his past self. The unnerving part was how he saw himself screaming in pain while holding his head. You were glaring at something. He looked over to that direction and saw a window screen. It thought it was his system’s notice, but the design was different, not to mention the colour.

It read the following:

[You have interfered in the protagonist’s path to the point of no return. The help and aid you have given was unnecessary. You will receive a punishment.]

Afterwards, his memory self was knocked unconscious. Jin-Woo watched as you clutched your head from pain, your body shook, and your form swayed and wavered. He heard footsteps behind him and saw a pack of wolves. He turned back to you. You were in no condition to fight and neither was his past self.

But by some miracle, you pushed through and protected yourself and him from the wolves. You collapsed onto the ground, panting, “What kind of punishment is it this time…?”

“This time?” Jin-Woo repeated with dread. Every time you have helped him and aided him, has it resulted in your suffering? He watched familiar system screens trying to undo what was done and failing at every attempt. From the beginning, his system was trying to counter this bug.

You smiled and patted his past self’s head. “Don’t worry, I’m not giving up on you.”

The scene shifted and he saw himself looking out the hospital window while dressed in white. Patient garbs. The door opened and in strolled you with a bouquet and a basket of fruits. “Jin-Woo, how are you feeling? I told you not to push yourself too hard.”

Jin-Woo watched as his past self turned to look in your direction. He flinched at the emotionless expression on his own face. “Who are you?”

You, too, flinched at his cold words. Contrary to Jin-Woo’s confusion, you nodded and smiled bitterly with a soft mutter. “I see, so that’s the punishment. Memory alteration.”

You sighed and placed the flowers and fruit on his table. “I’m a friend of your sister, Jinah. She couldn’t make it today, so I came in her stead. She said to wish you a swift recovery!”

“Oh, thank you for the trouble!” The way his memory self just lit up that easily when it wasn’t you was sickening to Jin-Woo. 

The scene shifted again. This time he was at a raid, and you were by his side trying to help him, but he remained unresponsive as he ignored your being entirely. Still, the way you kept continuing to protect him and indirectly help him made Jin-Woo’s head hurt and his heart ache uncontrollably. What sick and twisted ploy is this?

The scene changed. Now it was just himself fighting alone. You weren’t even by his side anymore.

[! ALERT] <FLASHBACKS> have completely be re-experienced, Player will be returned to the present. <RESTORATION> is completed. Everything has been restored.

“Inventory.” Jin-Woo immediately checked. In his inventory, there was this sword he had only seen in his memories. Unbreakable Faith. He received it from you. It was right there now, but before this whole thing happened, it was never there. Someone played him. His fist balled and slammed into the desk, creating a spiderweb of cracks, tears formed and flowed down to his cheek and chin. This heaviness, this unbearable void, all these feelings were rushing at him like a tidal wave. 

[Sung Jin-Woo, there is no need to shed tears for a character with such little importance. All you have seen is useless and insignificant. Do not mind the details and look at the bigger picture. You have no need for the forgotten one.]

“How could you do this? To just remove all my memories of someone so important to me, when I was at my lowest?! How could you remove her memories too?! This has nothing to do with you!”

You were innocent, you were merely helping him, you wanted what was good for him. Yet for some reason, your good will was returned with pain and suffering that he was ignorant to. Now, with his returned memories, he knew he had vowed to protect you in return for all the good you have shown him and helped him. What good was that vow when he had forgotten the receiver?! Were you like him? With chunks of memory gone from your mind and don’t even realize the problem? 

[You are mistaken. Only your memories have been meddled in. You who the traitorous constellation holds dear and finds solace in. What better torturous punishment than to be unwanted and forgotten by the one person that is treasured to the ends of the universe and more? This is the perfect retribution.]

“What…” 

[The forgotten one was doing too much damage to your story, so I saw it fit to send this fragment away from you. I thought my actions were merciful enough, given that I didn’t interfere with your system to have you kill the traitor with your own hands. What was that quest called? <KILL THE ENEMIES>?]

“Mercy…?”

[Express your rage, depression, and murderous intent all you please. None would be effective to a being such as myself. Nor would it bring back that constellation to your side. However, do you truly even need such a presence by your side, Shadow Monarch? For how long have you forgotten those memories? For how long have you ignored such a presence? For how long have you ever needed that traitor? I give you your answers. You have been comfortable without that fragment for too long. What’s does it matter now that you know? It matters not. So, I give you this last chance.} [Do you accept this generosity to permanently forgot ever having this conversation and all relating to the forgotten one?] Accept

“So, you slipped through my system’s defenses by a small miracle, and that gives you the right to redact my memories of a person who saw me at my lowest point, when I was the weakest hunter of all mankind and still treated me like I mattered. But who said you could make her suffer for your own amusement? There’s no denying it. This isn’t revenge, so don’t give me that bullshit about a traitor’s retribution or the sins of a fragment. All I want to know, right now, is her location. Where are you hiding her?”

[You cannot hope to reach that forgotten presence. So do not waste your time and energy. The <SIDE CHARACTER SYSTEM> has made sure that inferior presence will never appear before your eyes ever again.]

[! ALERT] Search for <SIDE CHARACTER SYSTEM> complete. Match found. Devour all memory-related effects of <SIDE CHARACTER SYSTEM>? Including distorted image, videos, objects, memories, and others. Accept Decline

“Devour it all!”

[You will regre& !@#$(@#(%*%@#(*$@)#$*)!*#*&!*@]

[! ALERT] Command received. 

Jin-Woo collapsed in his chair. “Where are you. Where are you now, [First Name]?”

[! ALERT]

A quest has arrived. <SEARCH FOR THE FORGOTTEN>

Do you accept?

Yes No

[! ALERT]

A hint will be given upon acceptance.

“A hint.” Jin-Woo read through it. Exhausted from all the ball passing, Jin-Woo felt like a pawn in someone’s game and was accustomed to hurting someone he cared for. Now, he has the chance to take it all back and redeem himself. The first step was to look for you and bring you back to his side. “Accept.”

Do you wish to read [ITEM: LETTER TO THE MONARCH]? Yes No

“Yes.” In an instant, a piece of paper materialized in his hand. His hand brushed the words written on it and checked the signature at the end. When he saw it had your name, he immediately read through it. The more he read the worse his mood. By the end, he slammed it on the desk. “My Shadows!”

At the moment it took for his Shadows to materialize in front of him, enough to fill the room, he had gotten the picture Jinchul had sent to his phone. A clear picture of how you appeared, just as he remembered and saw in his memories moments ago. “Find Hunter [Last Name] and bring her back. Now!”

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Rules Request  (Currently Close!)

Rules for Request

·         If you have any request, just send me by ask box or message me.

This blog is a Character X Reader multi-fandom blog.

I might write more for anime, manga, and manhwa but I will also write books or movie characters that I like.

I also post fanfic with my own OC or self-insert.

 1.       I just want to clarify that if you request anything from me, I will try and give it to you but there might be times when if the request isn’t to my taste nor it isn’t appropriate, I will, without hesitation, decline it as I have set of rules that I have to follow and taste that I like.  So please be respectful if I ever decline.

 2.       I also have to tell you that I may not publish request consistently as I also have work so do forgive me.

 3.       I also want to have fun when it comes to writing so as not to have writers block and to not feel pressured.

 4.       Just send one ask/request with everything in it so that it would be much easier for me to understand and to know what I need to write for you.

 Things I do NOT write

1.       I won’t write about extreme kinks, such as pet kinks, chocking or etc. But if its pregnant/breeding kink I will or any soft kinks though I might do some research first for the ones I'm not familiar.

2.       There might be request that I will decline when those characters aren’t my favourite or know of. So my bad in advance.

3.       I won’t write the things that I don’t know of or anything that I can’t relate to because if I try to write something relating to it, it might offend and disrecpect people because of my lack of understanding. So I don’t want that happening.

Things I do write

1.       I write for

·         BNHA

·         KNY

·         KHR Moriarty the Patriot

·         Etc. I write animes, mangas or books that I have watch and read only.

2.       Fluff, angst and all that jazz.

3.       I might be able to write slight Yandere but not extreme ones.

More will be added if I come across anything else, but if you have any questions or concerns, please feel free to ask! 

FoolHardy

Instead of headcannon, I’m going to write a short fic on Louis x Reader since, that way, it would be much easier for me, also instead of Sherlock Holmes younger sister, I have also added Mycroft.

Loius James Moriarty X Holmes younger sister Reader

She happens to be a part of the government.

A part of her dislike what she witnesses and yet she knew it’s what she needed to do as she has been the one who had decided to walk such a path.

It’s also because of her two brothers whom she loves that made her steps through muddy waters.

One characteristic that’s apparent throughout the ages in their bloodline is their stubbornness and that appears to have been passed down to her and let just say because of her stubborn curiosity on why her brother, Mycroft, became the government and the role that was passed down in their family, led her in learning the darkest sin that they have to shoulder.

Of course, knowing this sin didn’t come without a price, upon learning what she has uncovered, her brother, Mycroft, came to her with such restrained fury.

She has long known her older brother’s reaction going to be because of how the gentlemen in their family care so much for her however as she face her dear older brother, she only smiled and calmly negotiated a deal.

A one-sided deal, to which her brother has no choice but to agree with discontentment, a deal in which she would help him manage the government to pay the price in knowing the empire’s secret, that or she would need to die.

Maybe because of how much her brother loves her or the female in their family are more stubborn, she knows, no matter how scary Mycroft can be, she can calmly go up against her smart and stoic brother.

Hence, to this day, she has been a part of the government and the reason why she happens to come upon another secret and let say, an open secret she would start carrying from now on.

She has learned that small kittens appeared to have also learned the sin as she watched quietly where her brother makes an agreement with the Moriarty and a woman.

She observes them one by one before one of them catches her eyes, making her carefully look at him before, slowly, a thirst for something began sprouting inside her just like the thirst she have in wanting to learn their family sin.

Dazed, she almost missed her brother call for her. That’s was when she knew her little mischief have been discovered.

Stepping out, she introduces herself, quickly chided her brother from hiding this meeting from her before he could scold her and yet with a sigh and a frown on his face, her brother still scolded her at her wayward action.

Tilting her head, she could only response that its runs in the family and this wayward action of hers would also be done by her other older brother, Sherlock, and would come to know of their sin.

With a twitch, the younger Moriarty, named Louis, seems annoyed at the mention of her second brother as a scowl appeared on his face, uttering with disdain that if it comes to that ‘guy’, he will do it for sure.

This took her attention, looking at him, wondering just what her brother did again to make this cold gentleman be provoked.

Crossing her arms and tapping her lips with a fingered glove, a small grin appeared on her lips before taking a step closer in one bold move, making the man startled and having him take a small step back.

Seeing such a cute expression, she couldn’t resist the temptation that took over her. Taking her glove off, she lift her hand, slowly, brushing his hair away and with a gentle touch, she cares his scar.

“I knew that the Moriarty did adopt two orphans in the past. One, sadly, died while the other survived with a scar but...”

At the mention of their past, Louis tense while his brothers look at her sharply. If she knew the looks the Moriarty’s gave her, she didn’t show it as she kept stroking his scar tenderly, continuing what she want to say.

“I didn’t know that I would find myself thinking how handsome you are.”

Silence

Louis mind blank at such audacious statement, the woman in front of him, said before slowly a small tinge of red spread across his cheeks. In a flustered state, he lifted his arm to cover his face, thinking the woman is nothing but strange.

His brother, William, cough covering his earlier astonishment, smiling with his other brother Albert for some reason before saving his brother by stating how daring Miss Holmes.

The woman in front of him just chuckled at William saying she’s only telling the truth. Vex, Louis retorted that she’s the same as her brother, both are shameless.

The woman just laugh, her eyes crinkling with pleasure.

Stepping away from him, she turn around to stand beside her brother before facing the three Moriarty and to Miss Irene, apologizing that she’s stalling them from doing their next moves and wishing them safely.

Her brother, who has been silent this whole time, could only grimace at her before bidding them farewell, so does the two older Moriarty and Miss Irene while Louis glowered at her just like her brother.

She only look at him with amusement and smiled, curtseys at him as he left with his brothers, glowering and yet the small blush on his cheeks remained.

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With just the two of them finally left alone, her brother ask just what she did.

Taking one last look at the door, she only close her eyes, smiling before she, too, started walking out of the room.

“Dear brother, I believe you and Sherly have to prepare a wedding gift in the near future.”

“.......huh?”

“I swear, the men in my family can be slow at times.”

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Sorry for the long wait. I hope it is to your liking. Since Louis isn’t one on my radar and with so little information about his personality, it hard for me to write him. So I hope he didn’t come out OCC.

I was planning to post this earlier but wifi we’re sharing with a friend have trouble and isn’t letting us use the internet for some reason, we have to order our own and install it the reason why it’s late but in the end we’re happy now that we have our own wifi which is much faster lol.

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Hello! Can I request a male reader x Aizawa or Law where they attend a festival (with his students or crew depending on who you pick) and after everyone is asleep the reader and character get a bit steamy? Thx in advance ^^

Hello cebwrites,

Thank you for the request though i have a little issue with the request you sent.

If its law x male crew reader with a little steamy scene, then i have no problem writing it.

However, I am against aizawa x male student reader. Its mostly because i find it inappropriate and i feel uncomfortable writing it because its a teacher x student. (Secretly, i like reading teacher x student relationship if its done right)

Especially with aizawa or eraserhead character, its not professional and its not in his character to start a relationship with his student even more so he is a hero. So any steamy scene with his student is a BIG no.

BUT in compensation, i will write a small fluff courting scene with aizawa and his male student.😊

William James Moriarty x Reader

Disclaimer: I don’t own Yuukoku no Moriarty and its characters. This is only mere speculations on the type of person that I think William would fall for. It is up to you and to William to decide if it’s true.

The person that he would fall in love with so hard

·         I think the one William would fall for so hard is someone like Luffy in One Piece (If you have Read the manga or watch the anime, I think you know what or who I’m talking about)

·         When I’m saying that his type is Luffy, I don’t mean that it’s Luffy himself but someone who has a resemblance to Luffy’s personality and someone who slowly but surely keep shaking his views and what he believe but in a good way.

 Let me explain...

 ·         William has thought that no one in the world is selfless and that is true but then if someone shows up who in turn is the opposite who is selfish like Luffy who wants to do whatever they wants but the selfish actions and things they do are just about protecting their friends and family, this in turn would shaken William to the point that he can’t help but think there is also that way. Another type of kindness while being selfish.

·         This kind of action would leave a deep impression on William especially when someone actually dares to stand up to an aristocrat to protect a person so publicly and to that fucking aristocrat face no less.

·         Punching that noble man to revenge their friend when they hurt their friends would also be a plus on William.

·         William may think that might have been a stupid and careless action but he nevertheless can’t help but think highly of them because of what the intention behind their action are.

·         I think you get what I mean, it might look selfless to other people but to the reader it’s selfishness because they do things they want especially when it comes to friends and family.

·         They would do anything when it’s come to protecting people they care but not to the point of killing maybe just beating the shit out of someone who dares to hurt their family.

·         Thought they might be selfish, on the other hand if they are someone on the other side where they keep making aristocrats arrested one by one without killing them and having their crime uncovered at the same time beating them in the process it would catch William interest

·         They might not be invited to William organisation as they are completely different but on the other hand, William would undoubtedly and secretly lend a hand whenever they’re in a tight spot or when William thinks they are in danger.

·         William is also a person who has a keen observation. If he met someone who wears their heart on their sleeves, it would always amuse William and I think it would give him a break because of how he’s always on guard and kept on reading what the other people intentions are.

·         So having someone who has their feeling read so easily can attract William but at the same time someone who does the unexpected on the most unexpected moment can amuse and place a smile on his lips but it might left him dumbfounded, slightly annoyed and might have a little heart attack kind of like Law with Luffy lol  

·         but that in turn, it would attract William because of his keen observation and knowledge and you lots knows that he’s a genius, he’s like someone who already knows what would happens next so meeting someone who would deviate and change what William thought they would do would immensely interest him

·         Someone who is not good at lying and honest to a fault or rather blunt at times would also make William fall for them because that would make William trust them easily. Remember this is the Victorian era and as we have watch the show, most aristocrats and people have a facade to them and always lying.

·         It is also stated that William doesn’t trust someone easily so having someone honest and not good at lying can be quite refreshing to William and likely William going to trust them unconsciously.

·         And having someone blunt and tell what they think to William without any hesitation can be good as they would bluntly told William how it’s stupid and angry they are when they learn that Williams does things even at the cost of him getting hurt. By this point I think they would have an idea on who William is as the Lord of Crime.

·         This in turn would show William just how much they care for him.

·         And like I said if that someone is like luffy who has the ability to make allies out of anyone, I can’t help but think that William would be attracted and willing to be their ally especially when it comes down to taking corrupt nobles and helping William’s goal.

·         at this point, the reader and Williams is still at the point of being friends but at the same time William is already where he’s in love with the reader because if not for William having pull some string behind the scene the reader would not have met him unless William himself take a step in meeting them while in turn this only made reader to think of him as a friend but the reader would hold him as someone close and precious friend as they could discern that William is kinder and humane than anyone.

·         The reader would be in a powerful organization where they go and take down corrupt nobles while back by the Royal family and the British Government or Mycroft in public because that’s is the only way for the reader and her organization to have power to take down nobles.

·         The things that would make William admit that they love Reader is that he saw how they are willing to share Williams burden and wouldn’t mind if he’s tainted by blood of corrupt nobles  and just accept him, that they are willing to die just to save him, from against the world and from his destructed self.

·         This is the final moment for William to cement his devotion, loyalty and love for the Reader.

·         As for the reader, I think they fell in love with William from the first moment they saw him but is really dense until William says his love and devotion to them will they realized that, ah they also love William.

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Writing Status Update + Voting Poll

Hello, my lovely readers! I hope you're doing well!

And also I apologize that this is not an update on any of my stories!🤣Sorry to burst your bubble!

But anyway, I'm here to announce my plan for the upcoming months.

Unfortunately, I will be on a temporary Hiatus for the next few months as I'm being boarded into a new course because of my job. So I wanted to put all my focus on it for now.

But I will still find the time to write as much as possible while still on course.

Once I'm done with my course, I will update all my stories as much as I can if my life after that won't be chaotic since there is a chance that I might move because of my job.

Oh and Also I'm planning to write up my own Novel/Book, so it gonna be chaotic as hell.

But anyway, I'll try my best to write up the next chapters of my stories.

And while at it I want to make a voting poll on which stories you guys want me to update on once I'm back.

Please don't hold back to let me know what you want!😘 And I'm really terribly sorry that I have been slow in updating my stories. Life is just so damn unpredictable.😭

The way the cookie crumbles

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything except for my characters and plot.

Warning: Gender bend, Yandere, BL, Yaoi,

Summary: Being born as a boy in another world was more than enough trouble to deal with but apparently, the gods weren’t satisfied with just that and smashed him in the face with a curveball by getting involved with none other than Sung Jinwoo, the main character of Solo Leveling.

Prologue

Kiran calmed himself, ‘It should be okay. As long as he didn’t get too involved and only supported him on the sideline. He shouldn’t be able to disrupt the plotline all that much. As long as he leaves once everything is settled.’ While thinking that, Kiran awkwardly patted the crying boy on the head to comfort him. 

.

‘This should be fine.’ He thought as he tutored Jinwoo little by little to learn some combat techniques he was taught as a soldier. 

Strict and cold, completely different from his usual cheerful and casual personality, E-rank Jinwoo trembled at the vast difference.

He didn’t like this change.

He wants ‘his Kiran’ back, the Kiran who would pat him on the head with warm eyes.

..

‘It wouldn’t hurt to do this once in a while.’ He thought as he cooked a warm meal for the siblings, paying a little more attention to Jinwoo’s favorite dishes to nourish him for his next raid.

Unbeknown to Kiran, this made Jinwoo particularly picky about his favorite food after. If it wasn’t cooked by Kiran, Jinwoo’s tongue could only taste the food as bland.

...

Watching proudly on the side as his little charge finally gets announced as an S-rank to the whole world and gets close to the future Mrs. Sung, Cha hae in.

Kiran thought ‘It’s probably time to leave. They should be fine. He should be fine now.’ 

Kiran smiled, completely unaware of the longing and heated gaze being given to him by the man whom Kiran stayed with all this time, through thick and thin.

....

Facing the person in front of him, Kiran nonchalantly listened as he sipped his coffee, “Kiran, you should finally join the organization. It’s the only place for ‘us people’ where we could at least belong somewhere in this world.” 

When he said ‘us people’, he meant people who have been either reincarnated or transmigrated from their old world and got stranded in this bizarre world of novels.

Since Kiran has finally decided that it's time to leave the siblings now that the Sung’s mother has awoken from ‘the eternal slumber’. Kiran couldn’t help but contemplate the idea of joining, in truth he doesn’t have anywhere else to go once he leaves.

When Kiran stayed silent, lost in a daze, his shadow darkened and shivered severely, unnoticed by him.

.....

Breathing heavily, Kiran wiped the sweat on his chin as he eyed his foe. His eyes dilated and a maniac smile painted on his lips, finally having been released after so long, his blood boiled in his veins telling him to defeat his enemy and to never hold back ever again.

The same intent seems to go through his opponent as they laugh in amusement before covering their face, heaving, and clutching their stomach.

“Hahaha! Forget about what I said earlier. You’re an interesting one.” 

They smirked at him before raising a hand, beckoning him. “I like you. Come and join me instead.”

Kiran, having been ready to rebuke the man, flinched at the sudden spike of bloodlust, his opponent paling and the surrounding people.

‘What the-?’

Looking where it came from, Kiran shivered as he stared at Jinwoo, his eyes glowing and filled with so much rage it was hard to breathe.

One thing was running through Kiran’s mind, ‘His opponent just called his death flag for some reason.’

......

 Kiran groaned as two strong arms, that were once weak; cage him into the chest of the man behind him. Jinwoo buried his head on his shoulder and angrily whispered behind his ear, eyes burning with fury and turning a dark purple hue.

“All this time, I’ve only gotten stronger so that no one steals something important to me and yet, everyone just wants to take you away from me all the time.”

Kiran, “....”

‘Fuck...’ 

Just where did Kiran go wrong to have unknowingly raised a yandere, especially since the world he was born in was supposed to be a shounen action manga, not shounen-ai?!

A/n: Please, if it's not too much, comment on what you think of this fic. if I should do it or not.

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