#majorcharacterdeath

Pairing. Toji Zenin (Zaibatsu heir) x Reader (Fushiguro)

You were never meant to gather dust. At 35, you’ve scraped yourself out of the dirt men buried you in and built an empire teaching women to rise clean, sharp, and untouchable. But when a viral jab drags your name into the rivalry of two of Japan’s most dangerous men, the game changes. Roses by the hundreds. Promises whispered against your skin. Rough hands that ruin. Soft ones that steady. And Toji Zenin — the man who swears you’ll love his arrangement — might just be the one you can’t wash off.

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Synopsis.

At 35, you’re no longer the girl who lost herself in a man’s ambition. You’ve rebuilt — quietly, strategically — as an anonymous, elite life coach for women across the spectrum: middle-class professionals, ultra-wealthy wives of CEOs, and everyone in between. You heal broken mindsets. You rebuild self-trust. You teach women to choose relationships from a place of power. And then a viral news jab calls you out — mocking you for being unmarried despite your flawless track record. Now, your on a mission to practice what you preaching and get married, because you’re not just defending your reputation. You’re pulled into a high-profile rivalry between two of Japan’s most powerful men… and into the rotation of Toji Zenin, an old money charmer with a dangerous smile and a taste for open relationships — his side open, not yours. You tell yourself you’re just vetting him. Playing along. Finding the cleanest way out. But exits get blurry when you’re halfway up the skyline, drowning in twelve hundred roses from a man who isn’t him — and his eyes find you like a loaded gun across the room. This isn’t just romance. It’s clan politics, blood debts, dangerous ambition — and the kind of game where you either level up or get left in the dust.

Pairing. Toji Zenin (Zaibatsu heir) x Reader (Fushiguro)

MDNI — 18+ ONLY. Graphic Depictions of Violence, Major Character Death, Suicide (Referenced) — Toji’s Mother, Graphic Gore, Murder, Knife Violence, Blood and Injury Detail, Matricide / Parent Murder (Planned), Revenge Plotline, Violence Against Women, Premeditated Murder, Explicit Sexual Content, Rough Sex, Fluff and Smut, Power Play, Sexual Tension, Oral Sex, Public Kissing, Edging, Sexual Teasing, Sensual Descriptions, Pre-Marital Sex, Virginity Shame, Polyamory (One-Sided), Open Relationship, Possessive Behavior, Jealousy, Mutual Pining, Power Dynamics, Emotional Manipulation, Unbalanced Relationship, Flirtation in Public, Love Triangle, Suitor Competition, Cheating, Infidelity Angst, Deep Psychological Concepts, Manipulative Behavior, Gaslighting, Objectification, Emotional Coercion, Jealous/Obsessive Behavior, Reader Navigating Predatory Social Circles, Psychological Warfare in Romance, Self-Discovery Arc, "Level Up" Mindset, Survival Mentality in Relationships, Virginity as a Cultural Weapon, Internalized Sexual Shame, High Society Drama, Old Money vs. New Money, Restaurant Setting, Opulent Lifestyle, Luxury Porn, Rose Symbolism, Reader Playing the Long Game, Marriage-Minded Heroine, Emotional Chess Game, Clan Politics, Evil Side of Clan Dynamics, Elegant Fem!Reader, Confident Reader, Strategic Reader, Domineering Love Interest, Jealous Toji Fushiguro, Gentleman Suitor Nanami Kento, Calculating Sukuna, Rotation Dating, Reader Dating Multiple Men, Background Harem Drama, Multiple Suitors Competing for Reader, Romantic Rivalry, Emotional and Sexual Tension Across Multiple Relationships.

A/N. Gosh… where do I even start? It’s been years since I got married, built my life, and let the world knock the breath out of me more times than I can count. I’ve learned lessons the hardest, ugliest ways possible. And violence against women? That one will always hit me in the bone. I wish I could protect every single one of you, wrap you in something safe, and send you the kind of love you deserve without having to earn it. But if there’s one thing I need you to hear before you turn the page, it’s this — life doesn’t end because of some man. You’re not done. You’re not ruined. You’re still here. And you still get to choose what happens next. AFTER ALL WERE WOMEN, AND WE BOUNCE BACK. ALSO CHECK OUT MY OTHER WORKS :)

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Izuku Midoriya died first.

Katsuki Bakugou followed. Hell is not kind to children. It is not kind to anyone, but especially not to lost souls barely old enough to understand what they've done.

Katsuki learns this the hard way-through fire, through hunger, through the hands of sinners who see him as nothing more than a commodity. He learns quickly that Hell does not care if you regret, if you suffer, if you break.

But Katsuki didn't come here to suffer. He came here for Deku.

Dragged into a den of demons, a city of sin and survival, Katsuki finds himself entangled in the strange, chaotic world of a certain red-eyed princess and her grinning monster of a business partner. But none of that matters-not the war they're fighting, not the absurd concept of redemption, not even the tangled mess of alliances and enemies lurking in the shadows.

Because somewhere in the depths of Hell, Deku is here. He has to be. And Katsuki will tear this place apart if that's what it takes to find him.

Death was never far.

It plagued Shirayuki’s family for years.

It robbed her of her mother, father, and grandparents. It snatched friends and acquaintances in the dead of night as well as the light of the sun.

Time spent tending to the shrines of her loved ones couldn’t erase the pain their absence left in its wake. Countless offerings, prayers, and the burning of incense may have dulled her suffering, but it never vanished, the ache of loneliness poisoning her heart and contaminating her thoughts, even though she wishes it wasn’t so.

Lovely doesn’t want to be a vampire. The thought scares them. Even if the only other option is death, they’re ok with that. They’ve had a good life and Vincent’s by their side. That’s all they could ever need

relationships: vincent/lovely

tw/cw: major character death, angst, character going into shock from grief and traumatic situations

“Do you…want me to turn you?”

Vincent could feel tears sliding down his cheeks but he barely paid it any mind. All his attention was focused on his Lovely, who’s eyes were barely open, struggling to say conscious.

“Just stay with me, please. Just don’t go.” he thought desperately.

They hesitated for a moment, clearly considering what he’d just proposed, only to shake their head, their whole body shaking with the movement.

“If I don’t do this, you’ll-you’ll die.” he breathed, barely able to even say it out loud. “I…I don’t think I can do it. It’s…It’s too much. I just can’t Vincent.” Lovely struggled out, a few tears starting to run down their cheeks.

He wanted to say anything in protest, desperate to persuade them to say anything else. Another part of him was just so caught up in their voice, clinging to every word, knowing that this might be the very last time he would get to hear them speak.

“...OK. OK Lovely. It’s all up to you. If that’s what you want and how you feel…I’ll respect it.” he choked out, trying as hard as he possibly could to keep his tone even, not breaking with all the agony strangling his thoughts.

They relaxed a little after he said that, all the tension easing out of their muscles. It was clear that the last of their strength was leaving them. Sam was right, they didn’t have much longer left in them. They’d be gone any minute now if nothing happened to save them.

“Vincent…” Sam said softly, reaching over to put one hand on his shoulder. “Just go…Go and help the others. I’ve got them.” he replied quickly, not looking at one of his closest friends. “I…Alright. Just…holler if you need me.” Sam told him before hurrying off back towards the others who had been attacked by the Shades nearby.

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He felt Lovely stir in his arms, letting out a faint pained whimper. All his attention was instantly on them the minute he heard that, leaning forward to gently press his forehead against theirs, pulling them in close to his chest.

“It’s OK, Lovely. Everything’s OK. I’m right here, I promise. I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to be right here, no matter what. I’m here. I’m here.” he murmured, his voice barely more than a hushed whisper, only loud enough for the two of them to hear. He couldn’t hold his tears back anymore and plenty were rolling down his cheeks now, sliding onto Lovely’s face.

“I…I love you Vinny.” Lovely breathed, reaching to grab the front of his shirt.

He laughed softly through his tears at the familiar nickname, reaching up to wipe the mess of his and their tears off their face with one thumb. “I love you too baby. I love you so, so much. I couldn’t ask for a more perfect partner. You’re amazing. I love you.”

There were so many things he was desperate to say but none of them seemed like the right thing. All he wanted them to know was that he loved them and always had, that he always would. Instead of saying anything, he leant down and kissed their forehead as gently as possible, before moving down to kiss away the tears blooming in their eyes and running down their cheeks.

“Everything’s OK Lovely. I’ve got you. I love you.” he reassured them.

They didn’t respond this time, so he took their hand hesitantly, his heart sinking when he noticed how limp and cold it was. They weren’t really holding themselves up anymore, they were just slumped into his chest, their eyes closed, one arm dangling down, brushing the grass.

“Lovely? Lovely?” he called softly, shaking them slightly. They didn’t respond, not even a little bit. That was when he noticed that he couldn’t hear their heartbeat anymore, couldn’t feel their chest rising and falling, couldn’t scent their blood pumping through their veins.

It was as if everything around him had suddenly gone still, falling completely silent. A Shade could have dragged itself up behind him at that very moment and he would’ve had no idea. Nothing else existed in that moment but him and the realisation that his Lovely was gone. Really gone.

He’d thought they were before, he’d been prepared for that horrifying possibility, back when Adam had kidnapped them for days on end. At the time, he’d refused to fully believe it; he was just willing to prepare himself for that possibility. When he found them in that dark hellhole Adam called home, he’d been more than happy to put the concept behind him. He was too swept up in the elation that they were alive and the worry for their mental state afterward. Now he was faced with that reality head on. There was no wiggling out of this, no denying it, no changing how things were. His Lovely had died, right there, in his arms. There was no changing that.

Vincent heard a sound coming his way, but he barely registered it. Everything felt like it was trickling down to him while he sat at the bottom of a well, echoing off the stone walls and bouncing off the water at the bottom. It sounded vaguely like Sam’s voice, causing him to tilt his head up, the only movement he felt capable of.

“Vincent? You alright?” he asked softly, a small glance flicking down before back up again.

He must know. They were both vampires, they could both hear the silence coming from Lovely’s body. He wasn’t saying anything though. He was hardly even looking at them. Maybe it was to try and make him feel better. Maybe it just didn’t matter as much to him. But Sam wasn’t like that, he wouldn’t be that callous.

“Vincent…we need to get out of here. It’s not safe.” Sam said gently, as if he was talking to a scared animal. He just shook his head. His throat felt like it was closing up, sealing all his words, any noise he could make, in his chest. He just wanted to lie down and never move again. He hadn’t felt like this in a long time. This was just like when he’d woken up a vampire after the accident with Surge, when he’d been mourning the life he’d left behind. Now he’d left behind another life, another good life. He just wanted to have it back or to go down with it. All the exhaustion from fighting the Shades seemed to crash down on him at once, making even kneeling in the grass feel like a huge task.

“I won’t make you leave them here. Bring them with you.” Sam added, much softer, reaching over and placing one hand on his shoulder. He didn’t have much of a choice from there. Sam added another hand to his other shoulder, using that to hoist him upright. It was an awkward job and Vincent nearly fell several times, using all of his remaining strength just to hold onto Lovely. He wouldn’t leave them there. That was the least he could do.

“You can cry if you need, you know that. This…This is a lot.” Sam murmured, wrapping an arm around him so that he could help him walk easier.

Author: singularity_den

Relationship: Vminkook

Status: Complete

Word Count: 1,734

Summary: Jimin and Jungkook try to cope with the loss of their other lover.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: One Direction (Band) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson Additional Tags: Inspired by Orpheus and Eurydice (Ancient Greek Religion & Lore), Angst with a Happy Ending, Happy Ending, Car Accidents, Mentions of Myth & Folklore, Angst, Grief/Mourning, Happy ending though Summary:

“He isn’t to know.”

Harry’s stomach drops. He takes a deep breath. “How?”

“That’s the deal. You cannot look at him. You cannot speak to him. Until you’re over the border, he is to know nothing.”

Harry nods, face set. “If that’s what it takes,” he says.

After all, he has no choice.