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Lose Our Control - Part 2 [+18] (COMMISSIONED)

TWICE (x Male Reader) ft. Aespa and IU

TYPE: Fluff, Smut, Heavy Angst

WORD COUNT: 12722

NOTE: IU is finally here to join the plot! This one is way longer than Part 1 (Read here) because this one contains MULTIPLE ENDINGS for you to see and decide what you prefer the best as part of me and client's agreement. Also, combining the word count of this to the previous, it has a total of 18466: making this my LONGEST ONE-SHOT YET.

Thank you everyone for the notes, reblogs, and asks as your praises for Part 1! Hope this one won't disappoint. ORDERED BY: @vl-47 TAGS: harem, LOTS of sex and kinks, yandere, obsessed psychopath

DONATE OR REQUEST FOR COMMISSION HERE: https://ko-fi.com/knightyoomyoui TRIGGER WARNING: This sequel contains mentions of violence (psychological abuse, torture, murder), and non-con.

== CONTINUATION FROM THE END OF PART 1 == The recent events that occurred two days ago has been disturbing you badly. It won’t let you sleep peacefully at night, knowing about the guilt of the huge mistake you have done. You may not remember exactly what you did, but what you’ve seen when you opened your eyes is telling that you mindlessly enjoyed it with the influence of alcohol. Three naked women sleeping alongside you that weren’t neither each of the TWICE members and seeing how all knocked up they were, you sure did put yourselves in a hell of a good time. Most people would be happy that they got the luckiest opportunity to bang a hot woman, but that’s not a case with you. How could you feel like that when you’re literally in a relationship with not only just one… but nine gorgeous woman you knew and fell in love with. That brings you to the question: Why did you do it? It was just for a moment that things have been a bit calm while you were regretting your actions and owing it with all honesty alone in your room as your conversation with Karina replays in your head since there wasn’t anything that followed up afterwards.

Yet you were wrong, it was intended to happen to prepare yourself for the worst to come. That was when Jihyo texted you that they’re arriving back to South Korea during the tour for an urgent matter, and her text seemed unusually cold. You stayed in your home, trying to compose yourself to act normal despite of your darkest secret being a distraction. The door of their dorm opened, revealing all of them one by one as they brought their luggages and bags inside.

“G-girls! You’re finally back! Let me help you with t-”

You stood up and were about to approach Jihyo but she halts and stares at you without any expression. “No need.” “B-but those look heavy… and you girls are tired from the flight.” “I said we can do this by ourselves.” JIhyo’s tone became sharper. She walked past you as she heads into her room.

“And YN… p-please leave us alone here.” Jeongyeon requested as she followed Jihyo and threw you also a menacing glare. “Can I just atleast stay here for a while and check up on you all? It’s been weeks since we haven’t seen-” “WE DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU ANYMORE, OKAY?” Nayeon yelled at you. She walked close at you and gave you a huge slap in the face. Her large hands were able to not only apply pain in your cheek, it even caused the corner of your lips to bleed. “H-how could you…w-we trusted you, we thought it’s all gonna be okay that we talked about the possibilities of each other fighting f-for attention. I thought it’s gonna be us!” They knew, you said in your thoughts. You leaned away still after the impact of Nayeon’s assault. “We were all scared and nervous that we’re going to be the reason of ruining our relationship because of how many of us we’re in love with you.” Momo said in gloomy vibe. “And we couldn’t put a finger in you because we knew you were such a likeable person, that we risked to put the blame on ourselves. Loving us had us think that it’ll be impossible for you to cheat…” Jihyo said while her back is turned at you from the hallway that leads to the bedroom. She stopped walking when she heard the loud slap that Nayeon did at you. “And yet you still did this to us?! Sana, show it.” Nayeon commanded Sana who rummaged through her bag. She pulls out her phone and played a video as she presented it to you with dreaded eyes. It’s a clip of you sitting along with Aespa as all of you laugh while drinking liquor at the bar. It ended when Karina pulled you along inside the VIP lounge. Your eyes widened in shock not just of being busted, but with how the girls knew about this. “You must be wondering, huh.” Nayeon asked you in attitude. “M-my friend Miyeon was there in the club. She recorded this because… she recognized you. She was surprised that you are meeting with other girls because…I mentioned you to her as my boyfriend.” Sana began cracking into tears. “And I can’t believe this is what you do to me.” “Behind our backs? Really, YN? How dare you.” Momo scoffed disappointedly. “Look, girls. Let me explain-” “What is there to explain, YN? You fucking cheated on us!” Nayeon went loud.

“It wasn’t my intention, okay! I was drunk at that time, I didn’t know what was happening. All I remember is that a woman named Karina just showed up beside me and talked to me. That’s it!” You tried to defend yourself. “YN… don’t be stupid, please.” Mina frowned and looked at you betrayed. “Intoxicated or not, you should’ve known already know about what too much consuming alcohol would bring you. It’s your own actions, you should be accountable.” “I-I know, okay. I;m sorry, but please believe me it wasn’t my intenti-” Nayeon pounded your chest with rampage of her fists. “And yet you still went to that damn bar! Why would you even go there in the first place!”

You became teary eyed, as you cannot endure seeing all of them getting hurt of what you’ve done. “I was lonely, okay? I tried doing everything to distract myself, but I just miss you all too much.” Some of them started crying harder, especially Dahyun and Tzuyu. “Nobody were there to join me, until my friends invited me to go there. I accepted and I-I thought drinking would ease my sadness away.” “FUCK!!!” Nayeon stomped and buried her crying face on her palm as she squatted below in front of you. “What do want us to say then, YN? That we’re sorry? Yeah, kinda but… what can we do? We’re idols, it’s our job to go in any places to entertain our fans. It’s not like we wanted to leave you too.” Momo confronted you as well. Jeongyeon came to console Nayeon as she hugged the poor woman. She looks up at you filled with rage and frustration. “What I hated the most out of anything is not only people close to me being liars, but you broke my friend’s heart, just as much as mine.” “Jeongyeon, please I really didn’t mean to-” You were about to came close to them when she shouted.”

‘YOU STAY RIGHT THERE. DON’T YOU EVER COME CLOSE TO US!” She gestured you before she focused back on cooing Nayeon. “This is… something we can’t tolerate for us to continue in this relationship, YN.” Jihyo said. “I loved you. WE loved you. I knew you do but… you still did what you did.” Jihyo cried after she said those words. “How can we ever trust you again?” “We thought we are already enough, yet you still gave yourself in to others.” Chaeyoung expressed her feelings. “It breaks my heart thinking that maybe… there’s something lacking with us that you could just be open with anybody to have you.” “Chaeng, it’s not like that. Come on, girls. All of you are enough. I will do everything to fix this, please. Just give me a chance, we should not let-” “You love us?” Nayeon looks at you, her reddish tired eyes in contact. She leans Jeongyeon away from her gently to allow herself some space. “If you… don’t want to break our hearts again. Do me and all of us favor then. Let’s break up.” Your jaw slowly dropped in shock. Panic controls you to go nearer at Nayeon and touch her. “W-wait, Nayeon please. Don’t do this. I- I can’t… I can’t let us end this way.” You tried to approach them one by one but they were all just avoiding your glances with their sobs.

“Tzu, Dubu… even you guys? Come on, please don’t leave me. I’ll do better, I promise.” You said as you observed Tzuyu and Dahyun trying to avoid you. Dahyun raised her head and met you with her shattered emotions. “How could you do this to us. Oppa? I thought we could have you with everything, but you let it go away with just a simple flirt from another woman.”

“T-Tzuyu?” You held both wrists of the maknae, encouraging her to look you in the eye. “I love you so much, please. I can’t lose you too.” You felt Tzuyu shuddered in your touch. “I don’t know what I should say, oppa. All I know is that I’m hurting. I love the entirety of you, including your body, but seeing you losing your guard just like that for others to take advantage of what should be ours… was so unfaithful of you.” Tzuyu proceeded to share her own. She was wiping her eyes using her shirt. “How can you convince us again that everything will work out just fine, that you be strong for us when you couldn’t even be loyal to us anymore?”

‘I think it’s better that we have to separate from now on. I suggest that you leave us alone for good, I can’t let our work ethics affected because of what you did to us. If you truly care for all of us, please don’t go breaking our hearts again by staying by our side.” Jihyo concluded their decision. You felt defeated and dismayed, losing all nine of them all at once has to be your worst mistake you’ve ever done in your life. You were about to keep on fighting for your relationship with them but Nayeon tugs your arm and pushes you forcefully to the door. “GET OUT! I DON’T WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN!” Her constant hits at you adds another stabbing pain in your heart that all you can do is to cry due to loss of words of their reaction. One last time, you looked at the girls crying because of you. They really didn’t attempted to watch you disappear. You exit their dorm and as the door closes, they all started to cry harder in each other’s arms as you made your way through the hallway devastated from such a huge loss in your lovelife. The aftermath of your failed relationship with TWICE, it had you ending your contract with JYPE abruptly as a part of the favor you wanted to do for the girls. You can just admit by yourself that you would’ve wanted to be with them longer, but things won’t be the same again. You mourned for the disaster you have caused and owe it all within yourself alone in your home. Sleepless nights of dreams, what ifs, and hopes about the girl’s future and what would it’ll be like if you were still with them. During your coping with heartbreak for days both losing special people and the job you dedicate in your life, you were fixing your clothes when you noticed a folded paper inserted inside the pocket. You opened it, and it revealed a phone number with a note that says “Call me if you need someone to pick you up. We can do it again if you like.” and a wink. It must be from Karina, as you speculated that she put this inside your clothes while you were sleeping, which you weren’t aware that she actually put that when she hugged you before you left the motel. The desire of moving on and stepping back on track with your job had you encouraged to atleast settle on this. Left with no choice, you gave it a try as you dialed it on the phone. “It’s me, YN. Where can we meet? Fine, I’ll be there.”

The next day, you and Karina met in your designated place which is in a cafe shop. Hearing about the story to detail her speculations of you reaching back to her despite of that given night, she told about her preposition as a repay for what you did to them in the club.

When one door closes, another one opens for a new opportunity as they say. So you did, now finding yourself sitting in a room along with Aespa’s staffs to discuss about your deal of collaborating with them through your songs that you may write for their future albums.

It was finalized, Aespa were happy to have you officially in SM Entertainment. You felt atleast grateful and happy to have a new start with a bunch of new people, but beneath those smiles you show while you shake their hands, they don’t know that something is still off with you.

Not wanting to ruin the moment, you hid it and focus on the important scenario right now. Aespa arranged a celebration for your successful contract signing and you accepted.

As all of you gladly talked about random stuffs, you were observing them with conflicted emotions, probably because you still haven’t forgotten that they’re part of the reasons why you broke up with TWICE.

They began to shift again to their unstabilized selves after many bottles of soju. Giselle and Winter fell asleep, while Karina and Ningning initiates the things they wanna do to you since they were throwing you some seductive brushes and glares.

It all started with Karina laying her head at your shoulder, drinking one last shot before she inhales your neck. You looked at her and she caught it, it pushed her to the limit of kissing your exposed skin dangerously.

It crept up to the jaw, your cheek, then forcefully tilted your head to face her and capture your lips. Ningning paused from her drinking as she watches you and Karina starting to get intimate.

You broke the kiss. Unlike last time, you were a bit sober to do these things with them. You inspected Karina’s lust forming in her expression, that same demeanor that misled you to the forbidden affection which cost your relationship that you were once valued the most.

A part of you were mad of what they’ve done, and those voices were telling you to make them pay for it by using the same thing they used against you. You pulled Karina up in her feet and dragged her shorts down.

Her red panties are in full view, Karina breathes heavily as she watches you stare by it and feel the graze of your fingertips across her legs. Meanwhile, Ningning is still watching the show going on in front of her with a bit of jealousy.

You smooched her thighs as they rise to her blocked center. You hooked your fingers in the waistband and brought them down slowly until they planted on her feet and on the floor.

Karina steps out of it, you smelled its center part before you folded it neatly and placed it on your pocket.

You stood up in front of her. Karina eyes you full of hunger, she bit her lips before placing her hands on your shoulders and invite you for another passionate kiss.

“See this? It’s what you do to me. Tonight, I’m going to make sure that you’ll beg me for me to stop, that is… if I agree to it.” You said.

“If that’s what you want, then show me what you can do. Don’t hold back this time, there’s nobody you can think of anymore other than me.”

“You two must be forgetting we’re still here… especially me.” Ningning rose from her seat, placing her glass on the table. She walked towards both of you to join the fun.

“Can’t let myself getting left behind.”

“You sure you don’t want to stay there amd behave like a good girl? Because this bitch clearly doesn’t understand what’s coming after her.” You said as you fiercely cupper Karina’s chin in which she only reacted with a chuckle.

“What can I say, sluts deserves harsh treatments. I might help you with that, but… I’m a good friend as well, I fear that you may be outnumbered here.” Ningning boastfully said.

“Uh huh? So you do admit that you are just as slut as your friend right here?”

“Yes, and what are you gonna do about it?”

“Outnumbered, my ass.” You tugged Ningning and pressed her at Karina who caught her with a liplock. As they began to french kiss one another, you started to take off your clothes. “You fucking relationship breakers, I’m going to destroy both of your asses simutaneously that tomorrow morning, yall will rely to my cock just for you to properly walk into work.”

“Let’s get this all started in somewhere that ain’t… messy.” Karina said as she viewed the sight of scattered snacks and empty bottles with Giselle and Winter sleeping soundly on the carpet. Before you followed them, you placed the two on the couch to be comfortable.

Entering the bedroom, Karina pushes you to the bed and straddled you. You lift her t-shirt to reveal her matching red laced bra. The size of her tits and the color of her garment effectively made her hotter.

You grope her tits, mashing them together and pressed them to largen their shape while you feel Ningning devouring your nape and shoulders from behind.

Helping you locate the lock, you snap it off to remove her bra. Her saggy G-cup breasts dropped in full presentation. You gulped your throat before you start suffocating your face between her holy valleys.

Karina just moaned lewdly as she felt her attractor’s face buried into her precious bosoms. “Oh mmh yes, suck them please.”

You complied, mouth capturing her rosy nipples and slurped it like there’s a milk coming out of it.

To add more pressure, Karina began grinding on your legs to stimulate her bare pussy and help you feast on her breasts further. Ningning on the other hand, already took off her shirt to reveal her proud tits to put into work by massaging your back with it.

“My turn.” Ningning interrupted your breastfeeding with Karina when she snatches your lips. Your hands were still squeezing Karina’s tits as she starts to remove your lower clothing.

Your cock sprung up in raging erection. Karina allows Ningning to drop your half body on the bed to sit on your face while she quickly swallowed your full length without any build ups.

The rest of the night was full of loud noises coming from their moans, your degrading curses, and rough slapping of skins from the countless manhandling you gave to them in various positions around the room.

Then, the morning you woke up, you groaned not because of how stiff and exhausted your body felt from your threesome with Karina and Ningning. It was rather your cock that is stiff being paid attention by Winter and Giselle as they double teamed your balls.

Turning you on, you asked Giselle to lay alternate on top of you so that she turns yourselves in 69 while Winter still sucks your balls below as she fingers herself. All of you came together, with Giselle sharing some of your load directly into Winter’s mouth.

The sex was great with them. Your connection definitely grew from not just from being their new songwriter but as a friends who gives them a benefit of sex.

You do it for them either to ease their tiredness or if they bored. This habit was both a favor and a punishment of them for you.

Meanwhile, Aespa attended a music show to promote their new song Whiplash. At the same time, TWICE was there to do the same for their song Strategy.

They saw each other backstage and interacted. This moment allowed Nayeon and Jihyo to open up a specific topic to set aside their idol life.

“We heard that YN is now working with you.” Nayeon’s mood slightly lowered at the mention of your name.

“You guys know YN?” Ningning asked.

“Yup, he wrote some songs for us. Then he terminated himself out of JYPE.” Jihyo confirmed.

“Guess he couldn’t take his fault all by himself, so instead he ran away with it.” Jeongyeon stiffled a laughter. All aespa members turned at her, their faces became serious as they suspiciously comprehended those choice of words.

“W-what did he do? Did something happened between you and him?” Karina asked.

“Yes. How about you, there has to be, right?” Nayeon smirked with a sass.

“W-what are you trying to say unnie?”

“Can we just cut the act here, girls?” Sana said. “We all know what happened between all of you and him. Or as I can mention, that night in the club?”

All of their eyes largened in surprise. “O-oh my God… u-unnie… you’re the girlfriend he’s talking about?” Winter gasped both in shock and fear.

“This is gonna be strange but to correct you, it’s girlfriendS. Plural.” Momo clarified.

They all “huh-ed” which took TWICE aback. They didn’t expected that reaction. “Wait… you girls don’t know about that?”

“No. He only said it in a singular term. We didn’t know that he was instead referring to… all nine of you.” Karina shook her head.

They all bowed and kneeled which had to girls embarassed. “We’re sorry, unnies!” They all stated in unison.

“Oh my, no stand up! Get out of the floor!” Jihyo shrieked. Fortunately they followed. “Okay, we admit we came here to confront you girls about… well having an affair with him when we were in a relationship with him. But, I think we’re just gonna skip into that a little since… we didn’t expect that you girls aren’t aware that it’s actually all of us.”

“That damn bastard, he says he loves us but he can only mention one of us as his girlfriends?!” Jeongyeon complained.

“What’s worse is that he didn’t even mentioned any or our names.” Mina added.

“Is that how YN actually hates us?” Dahyun frowned which had the girls including Aespa to feel sad for her.

“Swear to God, unnie. We really didn’t know. I can confirm it because I was the one who initiated-” Karina paused when she received a not so hard slap from Nayeon.

“U-unnie?”

“That’s for still having an agenda to ruin someone’s relationship. What if it wasn’t YN and instead some… married man. You guys could’ve caused troubles not only in your careers but for his relationship too with his wife.” Nayeon reasoned.

“Which as you can see, happened to us.” Chaeyoung bitterly smiled. Aespa faded in guilt.

“But, we weren’t blaming you that much anymore for what happened. It’s still his fault and responsibility. And she failed with all of that.” Tzuyu said.

“That’s why we are here instead to… warn you about getting associated with him.” Jihyo said with all seriousness. “We can’t let another that will have their hearts broken because of his unloyalty and unfaithfulness.”

“Were you all… perhaps, having feelings now for him?” Jeongyeon checked.

That question had Aespa reflecting about their recent encounters with him. Sure, sex with you was great but… they never had the time to concentrate on their feelings if you are already creating an effect for them aside from pleasure.

“W-we haven’t talked about that yet.” Karina denied, with the rest emphasizing it with a shake of their heads.

“So, just impressions?”

“Yeah, he’s pretty good. Wouldn’t try to object about his looks, well we do understand why all of you were concerned of other women trying to get into him.” She swallowed the lump in her throat after saying that, as she cleverly blamed themselves.

“We’re telling you now in advance that you should do something to prevent yourselves from getting too attached with him. You know what happened to us, and now that he found a new collection through all of you, he might do it again.” Jihyo warned them.

“Once a cheater, always a cheater, guys.” Nayeon shrugged.

“Anyways, we still do know our part that we can’t dictate what others feel, but just so you know we’re giving you already a heads up about the consequences. Don’t… don’t let yourselves get hurt.” Jihyo said, her emotions almost collapsed as she remembered the altercation, which was the last time they saw you. “I suggest it’s better to remain friends with him.”

All aespa members nodded to what the TWICE’s charismatic leader advised for them. They bid their goodbyes after congratulating and showing how delighted they are to see their fellow sunbaes.

Sana was the one to depart, and before she tailed along with her co-members, she left one last favor for Aespa to do for her and probably on behalf of them.

“Take care of him, please. We don’t know what we lacked but… try to do better.”

ACT 4The following weeks have been very baffling for Aespa, and their minds couldn’t just focus properly on the priorities when they always get to see your face in the same environment you both were working in.Just a glimpse of your presence and it took them both to recall their interaction with their seniors whom they still didn’t expect that they were once yours. Ofcourse, it does affect their way of encountering you. It irritates them to the point that they’ve decided to give themselves a space to process everything not because of what they’ve learned about you, but the possibilities of what’s actually building up inside of them for you. These actions didn’t fail to get on your senses, as it slowly becoming noticeable of you that they somehow look a bit different communicating with you than the recent times they’ve had with you. It’s not that you were expecting, but they’ve gone less frequent on initiating sex with you. It wasn’t surprising until they also started to only laugh or speak occasionally, only because they make themselves unavailable to get along with you due to being ‘busy’. You know that’s not it, and so was them. You wanted to know if something is going on, so that’s why you give it a shot of questioning them regarding on that matter. It left you puzzled when they said ‘nothing’ and still they blamed work for draining their energy these days. Offering assistance, they declined. No more forcing occurred afterwards, you just let them be alone as requested. As your chat with them ended, the members sigh problematically, they just didn’t know what to do with you. It’s highly hypocritical and audacity of them to be mad for you that you’ve cheated, that’s why they were skipping into that truth. Rather, they are living into a lesser shameful and a reasonable cause of them to limit themselves from you. They’re just disappointed of how things turned out because of them and… what might happen if it was them now in TWICE’s position when they were with you. To put it simply, they’re currently struggling in this emotional conflict and tension within their decisions and feelings all about you. Back to where you are, you may not forgive what Aespa has done for you and TWICE but at the same time, you also couldn’t help but to feel alone knowing that all of the people you got to be very close inside this industry are currently out of your reach. It makes you sad that Aespa were going through tough times without your help, but they couldn’t surpass the amount of loneliness and longing you have everyday for TWICE. You were about to sleep into your comfy bed when your phone buzzed a notification. Opening it, all of your thoughts were a speaking of the devil. Talking about a perfect timing, someone wants to meet up with you, and unlike the last time, you accepted it initially because knowing this person since you two were little, she could never be cruel for you. The next day, you drove your car to the rendezvous she marked. Stopping by into her house, there she was, standing on the stairs to her doorway. Your childhood friend and sister-figure of your life, IU greeted you with a very cheerful demeanor. “Hiiii YN!” She waved her hand at you. You got out of the car and opened the door for her like a gentleman. Her instant hugged at you made you flinched and laugh at her usual clingy side. “Hey, easy haha. Hello to you as well noona.” You reciprocated the hug. It honestly felt so good, aside from your ex-girlfriends, she’s the other woman who could make you feel that love and care that gives off what a family should be. “I missed you so much. We haven’t seen each other in like forever.” She pouted.

“I mean, that’s what you get for being very famous in Korea right now.” She slapped you on the arm. “Ouch!” “So you are mocking me now just because I’m famous? Well what can I do, atleast I have a better job than you, and I never feel ashamed of being an idol” She teased you by taking out her tongue that had you rolling your eyes. “Yeah yeah yeah you are richer than me. I get it, ever since before you’re obsessed with money. No surprise.” “Stupid, that’s not it…. Or maybe just a little.” You shook your head as you found her silly antics ridiculous. “But shut up, okay? How dare you spit lies on me, I’m doing it because of my fans.” “Sure, sure. Whatever you say.” You joked. “Ugh stop annoying me.” She showed it in her face which kind of turned her adorable. Like a sister, you really love pissing her off. “Why are you keep blabbering out here. Come on, time is running we should start this day immediately.” She pushes you to make you reenter the car and get yourselves out of here.

“You should appreciate this, okay? I even had to sacrifice my dayoff to rest from all the shootings and everything just to meet you.” IU pretends to sulk. “I told you on the phone that I’ll be there when you need me, and I mean it.” You smiled and looked at her. “Yeah I know, and thank you for spending your time with me, noona. I do needed this, you know… to be free of this stressful life I just entered after I became a songwriter.” IU’s grin of hearing your grateful remark shrank when you mentioned your problem. “Was your job draining you that much? Didn’t quite expect that writing songs would be that tiring.”

“Yah, are you boasting out on me now?” You voiced out while your attention is fixed on the road. “Idiot, what I mean is that was JYPE making you write songs for their entire groups signed with them? How can you say your job is stressing you out?” IU elaborated. “We’ll talk about that later. For now, can we just enjoy the drive, please? I don’t want to start all of these right away with deep stuffs and such.” IU nodded. “As you say so, here lemme play my playlist. You better tell me what’s going on later okay? I want to know what I’m helping you with.” Reaching the largest mall in the city, you and IU went on to a shopping spree, even buying things for you as a gift in which you gladly accepted. She did everything to cheer you up with your worries and it did worked somehow. Just like the old days, she would watch a movie with you, take photos together, and play some arcade to compete with one another to check who is still better in games. However, among all of that, nothing can still top the favorite part of your time with her: food trip. While eating, you were reminded of your promise with her which encouraged you to open up about it. As usual, IU would listen to you in all ears, you narrated the entire story from the moment you signed in JYPE as a songwriter that led you to meet TWICE, the strange relationship you had with all of them, the breakup, and how you were involved with Aespa nowadays. IU’s reaction either falls or rises, particularly about the relationship you had with all of them. She became serious after hearing everything she had to know and to express her somber and empathy, she hugged you again in comfort. “I don’t know what I did… it makes me think I’m not fit for any of this.” Your emotions bawling inside. “I wanted to fix things right but it’s like I just want to move on from everything.” “I suggest you do it, YN.” IU advises. “They won’t do good on you if you still keep yourself connected with them. The burden of what you’ve created will never stop triggering your anxiety and guilt. For TWICE, well I do understand why they must be upset… I mean, you betrayed them but, you won’t suffer this much if they never let you get into this… toxic relationship of loving them all equally. They also have fault here somehow, don’t you think? As for Aespa… well going for revenge might not be worth it, YN. Shouldn’t you stop being near with them? Don’t forget what they did, but was it necessary for you to join them? What would TWICE will respond if they know that you associated with them? Do you think it’ll make them happy? No. Hate to break it to you, YN but…

That’s why from now on, it’s better for you to leave them for good. Have a fresh new start, I can guide you with that.” You looked at her, she observed how fragile you are and it aches her. “You can?” “Yes, everything. I can give you everything that they can’t. And unlike them, I would do it all by myself.” IU confidently said, she stroked your hair to ease your emotions. “Come here.” She invited you for another embrace, You sobbed again, the more you let it all out on her, the more she bears anger for TWICE and Aespa for both putting you in an unhealthy relationship that manifested a horrible consequence in which you only had to handle responsibility since you’re the one who obviously sinned. Furthermore, it left her to return another side of her that YN never got to witness beforehand. Since they were little, your bond with IU had her to exceed your view of her role in your life. If she felt like your sister, then IU finds you to be her first-found love.

And it never disappeared. She only had to hid it beneath her other priorities in life. But now that you’re back to become a part of her present situations in result of your lovelife issues, it motivated her to relive her deep feelings for you and use it to make you live in her future that she thinks you deserve. As IU wraps you in her arms, her thoughts are filled with plans of how to take care of you. At long last, she found the perfect time to finally disobey the platonic companionship and completely act using her heart beating romantically for you through the years. ACT 5

A true commitment to her words, IU walked the talk by beginning her agenda through the following days. Unlike before, she can insert a time for you frequently, even when you are with Aespa either she checks upon how you’re doing or she’ll invite you again to another gathering.

It was touching and grateful at first that IU is pouring a lot of effort of being your bestfriend that you can trust and rely to be on your side. How shameful of you to still not found her unhelpful when she literally sacrificing her busy schedule just for you.

Still, you feel shy and worried that you must be another burden that IU should carry, that’s why you reminded her not to babysit you too much that it affects her job. You tried to convince her that you’ll just gonna signal her if something might go wrong again between you and Aespa, but this is how the events starts to go downward spiral for you.

IU didn’t got mad at your assurance, but she declined. She said that you will never be a hindrance for her and that everything she’s doing right now is all for him only and because of him.

At first you took it as some normal overprotective friend type of behavior from IU, but you began to spot some faulty antics from her that is making you a bit uncomfortable.

Sure yes, you appreciate her for being just one call away. However, her availability to reach you is slowly passing into the red line of boundaries that she might not be aware.

What you’re saying is that… IU wanted so much to let herself be known that she’s there for you that she hasn’t fail to come and see you everyday. She can be found in front of your dorm, outside of SM Ent. , and other places where she’s there to wait and watch for you.

It’s getting a little creepy from her, you thought. Why is she’s so determined to do this like it’s her glorious purpose to keep you psychologically stable from all problems when you already told her that she’ll be guaranteed to hear from you again when you need her.

Her obvious monitoring of you had you been concerned of her physical well-being since it must be tiring that she had to visit you when she’s tired from getting out from work. You just want her to stop this because your frequent meetups with her might become obvious to the public eye.

She was once seen by Winter and Giselle when they head out of the company for a while and they saw you chatting with IU wearing full jacket, a mask, and a cap to disguise herself. They secretly watched your conversation and after IU left, they were stunned when she entered a luxurious car.

Their curiosity piqued, they had you questioned if who that person is. You revealed it to be IU and that she stopped by to greet a friend. It was still bland, cold, and short interaction, as they just proceeded back on their tasks while you were left confused and tired from their behavior of being distant with you.

One day, IU invited you to eat with her outside but you had to refuse because there’s an ongoing studio production of a song again for Aespa. She said that she’ll still be waiting when you’re done and dropped the call when you were about to advice her to just move it the next day.

That made her to wait for hours on the restaurant she reserved, drunk herself out of wines she took plenty amount of times while you were there, busy contributing another song to add in Aespa’s discography.

It was the start of IU’s anger for Aespa to boil, and because of them she established a standard of having any women around you distracting your supposed to be time together be spiteful. Not even TWICE is safe from IU’s growing eagerness to have your attention piece by piece.

She had enough when you cut your stay in IU’s home short when surprisingly Aespa called you for an urgent discussion with them.

You were about to head out when IU began to spoke behind you.

“YN… was it really that important?”

“I guess so, maybe duty calls.”

“But, are they?”

“Beg your pardon?”

IU sighed and started whining. “YN, can you tell me what exactly did they want you to go for?

“Uhh they said it’s just urgent. That’s it.”

“So you weren’t sure. Maybe they just want you there to use you again. You should just stay here instead.”

“Use me? What do you mean?”

“Oh come on, don’t you still see it? They’re just keeping you there in the company because they only want your skill to make them successful. Now that they’ve gone tired socializing with you, they all look at you nothing but a tool of their benefit. Well, not just for their career, but also for sex.”

“I-I don’t think that’s it. I went there to continue making myself being a songwriter to use. It’s not about them.”

“Oh really? Then why are you so excited to go out there and meet up with them, huh? Why? Were you expecting that you’re gonna make up with them after all these problems between you and them? Or… you just want to get another taste afterwards?”

“Ji-eun, stop. Why are you twisting my words?”

“I just…” IU came forward to hug you. “I don’t want you to go yet. Please.”

“Ji-eun… I really have to. Sorry, but I’ll be screwed if its for their project.”

You were about to leave when you heard a glass shatter. Abruptly turning, you saw IU with her hair down, she’s staring at the floor with a menacing stance.

Broken glass were around her. “Ji-eun, are you okay?!” You start to kneel and search for her feet for any signs of cut and bleeding.

“I want you to get out of that company.”

“What?”

“Work with me. Atleast there, I’ll treat you with care and I’ll respect you both in our personal lives and as work partners.”

“Ji-eun, it’s not easy.”

“What’s stopping you from leaving them alone?!”

“BECAUSE I’M DOING THIS TO GET BACK FROM THEM!!!” You raised your voice, making her stare at you in surprise. “I want them to realize that tearing me and TWICE members apart only result for nothing!”

“That’s why I’m saying it’s not about them. It’s always about Nayeon, Jeongyeon, Momo, Sana, Jihyo, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung… and Tzuyu. Those nine were the reason I’m still staying with them even though God know I never wanted to.

I want to use them, take advantage of whatever they had, a fair share to be exact. Don’t you think I don’t realize that those girls would fall for me, Ji-eun?”

“Then why did you still want to go?” Ji-eun asked.

“Because if ever a time comes that one of them… or all of them just like what TWICE did, I want to break their hearts in the end instead. And if that time is today, I would be reject them without any hesitation… and I want to witness it by myself of how broken they will be, without any mercy or pity.”

“Revenge, huh?” IU chuckled. “So it’s not for Aespa… it’s all about TWICE this whole time?”

“Yes.”

IU laughs hysterically. “What a load of bullshit.”

She stepped closer at you. “Ji-eun, be careful! The glasses-”

“Shut up! What you do to me right now hurts more than these freaking shards I would’ve love to cut myself into.” She roared. “For TWICE? What, do you think it’s all worth it? YN, get your eyes wide open! They’re just useless and inconsiderate than those Aespa bitches!”

“Don’t be rash at them, they’re not.”

“Why? You’re still in denial, aren’t you? Whatever you do, that will forever stuck with them! It’s not gonna make you come back with them, you’re just wasting your damn time!”

“Who are you to tell what’s right or wrong for me, goddamnit! You were never there, Ji-eun! You don’t know what I’ve been through!”

“Playing victim in a situation that you’ve created? How cute of you.” IU scoffed.

You shook your head and groaned at how stressful IU is making these things for you. “Seriously, why are you doing this? Why are you trying to hold me back for? Were you perhaps, one of them as well?”

“I’m not.” IU pressed you on the wall and eyed you like a predator trapping her prey. “I’m better than them. How? I could love you with all my heart. I care for you, not to be shared by anybody. You’ll never get enough of me, YN. I’m completely natural for you.”

IU starts to kiss your neck as she starts ripping off your shirt. “I could never be a horrible woman like them.” She grabbed your head and kissed you fiercely. “Face it, YN. I am the only one who can give you anything than all of them combined.”

“But… Ji-eun…” You spoke after IU moved through your chest, peppering it with pecks of her lips. As she was about to attempt giving you hickeys, she paused when a deafening silence attacked her after hearing the words that felt like erupted her eardrums.

“I don’t love you.”

She just laid her head on your triceps. You watched her below, as you regretfully broke her heart. IU is a wonderful woman, you admit… but not enough to be a living personification of your ideal type.

“Why are you… making this so hard for me, YN?” IU starts to cry. “Ever since we were little, I’ve been holding these feelings for you, wanted you to acknowledge it. I thought everything we had would convince you to love me back.”

“But now that we’re here and I’m back to save you, you couldn’t even give me back what I want in return from you.”

She pulled something from her pocket. You then felt something pierced on your wrist that made you grunt in pain.

IU stabbed you with a syringe with a clear fluid inside. You looked at her with widened eyes, and at that moment, the IU you once knew was no longer standing in front of you.

This one right here, is a much more obsessed, delusional, and possessive unlike she was. Its as if she transformed into a completely different person, gone with those compliments you had for her.

“You’re such an ungrateful bastard, YN. But don’t you worry now. I can still fix everything. It’s never too late for us to love one another, as long as I am the one in control.”

Your vision of her starts to get blurry, your head spins, and you weren’t aware that you already collapsed on IU’s arms. Her empty expression in her face turns into a victorious smirk.

She closes the door and locks it. Dragging your body to her bedroom, she laid you and went for her cabinet. With handcuffs on your wrists bounded on the headboard, she could only watch you unconscious figure filled with lust.

“Sucks that this has to go this way. I wanted for you to see ourselves savor this moment. I guess I’ll just gonna wait for you to make it happen.” She giggled as she ran her fingertips through your midsection.

“Sleep tight for now my dear YN.” She kissed your lips and bit your lower lip before she slept over your upper body.

Hours later, it was now dark outside as you slowly woke up from getting knocked down by a substance inserted to you by IU. Speaking of her, you found her sleeping peacefully on your stomach.

You remembered what happened earlier that led her to do something unexpected. It wasn’t that she can only offer, as you realized that as you were about to stand up slowly and attempt to escape, your hands are shackled to the bed.

“Shit. What the fuck did she do to me?” You mumbled. You tried to break free, which made IU woke up from the sounds of clanging metal created by the handcuffs around the bars of the headboard.

“Oh, you’re awake. What time is it now?” She peeked at her phone. “9PM. Oh we have a lot of time for tonight.”

“W-what do you mean? What is this, Ji-eun? Why am i handcuffed, let me out of here!”

“Ssshhh… don’t worry, YN. I’ll let you go later.” She shushed you with her finger on your lips. “For now, let’s try something fun that we’ve never done before.”

She starts to unbuckle your pants and tug it out, your boxers are now visible to her. “Finally we can start, I’ve waited patiently, you know?”

“Help! SOMEBODY HELP!!!!”

“Oh that’s no good, be a good boy and don’t scream will you?” She grabs a scarf and covered your mouth. “We can’t let anyone see you bare naked in here, right? Oh well, they’ll rather gonna end up dead as they step here anyway.”

Your eyes stared at her in horror as she laughs at her supposed to be funny dark humor. This childhood friend of yours has gone insane, and now she’s about to strip you down while you only watch her do so.

“Don’t you know how much I wanted to do this? The more I think of you, the more I imagine everything about you that I haven’t seen yet. And that includes your body.”

She removed your boxers, revealing your underwear with the outline of your semi-erect cock in view. IU moaned at its sight and almost drooled by it. “Oh would you look at that. My fantasies has come to reality.”

“When you began working out, I got so invested to explore how you actually look physically, without any clothes for me to be blocked.” She sniffed at your clothed crotch, smelling its musky scent. “I always assumed that you’re packing from head to toe, especially this buddy you have here.” She giggled as she grate her fingers at the length of your cock.

She watched it twitch, begging to break free from its confines. “He wants me to touch it, let’s not make him wait, shall we?” IU smirked as she looks at you while she holds your underwear before removing it.

Your cock sprung freely, now in your full size erection brought by her teasing. “N-no… no!!! Don’t you dare, Ji-eun! T-this isn’t right!”

She pinched the foreskin of your cock which made you stretch your legs in pain. “SO IF ITS THEM, IT’S COMPLETELY ALRIGHT? FUCKING THEM ALL THAT EASILY?”

She straddled your abdomen and slapped your face. “Yah, stop acting like that, pervert. From now on, I’m the only one who could get to touch you like this, you hear me? I’m the only one who has the access of this, you can’t fuck anyone than me because we love each other. Understood?” She directed while choking your neck.

“J-ji-eun… make it stop, please. I don’t want this to happen. Why did you changed?” You asked with a croaky voice.

“I never changed, what are you talking about? This side of me has been there in me for so long, and you left me with no other choice but to embrace it.” She gripped the girth of your cock and starts to stroke it. “Because if I won’t, I could never get to have you. And I hate that.”

Her hand pleasuring you is making you difficult to prevent expressing relief and satisfaction to her, because if you do, you’ll be looking like you’re enjoying this rather.

“It’ll take some time for you to get used to it, that’s why for now… all you have to do is lay there comfortably, while I do all the work for us tonight, baby. I’m going to use your cock, show you how more amazing our sex can be than what you had with those bunch of whores, and make ourselves feel good. What do you say?”

You didn’t answer as you frighteningly watched her jerk you off and spit on her hands to add more slimy friction. She also cupped your testicles and felt their weight. “They seem so full, God I’m going to make you let your semen fill me up to the brim. The thought of TWICE and Aespa not being able to take this from me anything is hnnghh…” She rubbed her pussy from her shorts. “Turning me on so bad.”

“Tonight, I’m going to make you mine. And we’ll be together forever.”

“N-no… please, stop, Ji-eun” You cried as IU continues to increase her performance by involving her mouth now, sucking you passionately until the pacing increases.

She took the whole of it, buried her face down to your crotch where the tip of her nose is now poking your little pubic hairs. IU slid out and breathed deeply with some coughs after trying deepthroat for the first time on such huge cock like yours.

Gritting your teeth, gripping on the handcuffs tightly, shutting your eyes, you did everything to force yourself from cumming. It was super challenging especially this woman right here is shockingly well-trained which isn’t like her for her first time, she really does giving you a great blowjob so far.

Your balls weren’t safe either, her licking and fondling those pair is encouraging your seed to escape through your shaft but you tried to hold on. Adrenaline runs through your veins in frantic measures when IU starts to ejaculate you faster and tighter.

“O-oh my God… s-stop, I-I’m gonna…”

“I can tell you’re cumming, YN and I want it right now. Come on, give it all, baby.”

“Shit… n-no… please” IU continues to pump you demandingly. She also began caressing and playing with your balls which stimulates your crotch further.

“Fuck!!! If you keep doing that-”

“YES GIVE IT TO ME!!! CUM FOR ME, YN!!!”

“JI-EUNNN!!!!” You shouted her name as you blasted ropes of pure white cum straight in her face as she pointed your cock towards her. It felt like everything has gone slow mo, you lengthen your moans and whimpers while IU joyfully receives your massive load for a lewd facial.

She really wasn’t kidding. She emptied your cum by taking time to scoop them around her face and take it into her mouth. She was humming in delight at how delicious it was while you were left there still catching your breath at how long she edged your cock.

“Ready for round two?”

“What?”

“Silly you, the night has just begun for us. Don’t be such a killjoy, we can fuck for how long we want tonight. Only think about us, okay?”

Your tears flowed out of your eyes as IU starts to remove her clothes and present you her sexy body. Your hormones betrayed you, as the sight of her ample tits and that cute pussy of hers made your cock to harden again.

IU saw that and chuckled. Seeing how “excited” you are, she took you in her ride. The following hours were full of suffering in pleasure. Confusing as it is, but that’s only how you describe your situation at this point.

You felt betrayed as you thought your childhood friend would be the one to assist you for your goal. Yet here she was, becoming the worse than them by taking advantage of you physically, mentally, and emotionally for her own benefit, which was highly ironic of her.

It just confirms you that she’s out of her mind right now, and she definitely needs some help. But right now, you have to think for yourself first and how to get out of this.

IU continues to violate you as she used your cock to drain your cum greedily for her satisfaction all night long. Until 5AM, the bed creaks with her bouncing on your lap in sitting and reverse cowgirl, shoving her lips to your moist mouth, and even grinding around your body by using her petite figure. She also had you participate as well by turning yourselves in 69 position, making you eat her pussy with your hands in restriction.

With one last spurt of cum to her pussy, she slips out of your cock and collapses on top of you. She scanned your exhausted self and admired it.

“As what I promised, I let you out for today because like you said, you still got some shit to do with Aespa.

Beware though, YN. Don’t do anything stupid, every step you make everywhere, you can’t run from me. I can even hire some bodyguards to watch you and I can pay them as long as they do their jobs right. That’s why I strongly warn you not to do anything stupid, I don’t want to punish you, okay?” She threatened. You gulped and slowly nodded at her insane motive.

Great, she just made everything worse for you. You cannot move around freely and finish what you’re planning for Aespa and TWICE because of how she traumatized and suffocates you in her obsessive attraction.

She went from being the wise option to becoming your biggest problem, and it required you to focus on this by getting rid of her. This isn’t right, the relationship you’re about to have with her will never be ordinary.

However, this won’t be possible if you’ll do it alone. Now that she’s going to hire some men to watch your movements and possibly assist her of taking control of you, you will need help in this escapade.

ENDING #1 | THE BAD ENDING

It took you 2 days to guard your house if there’s any suspicious men standing in front of your house or she herself would go spying again.. There’s no shocker if IU already made her move this instant.

That woman must be going even crazier now that she doesn’t have you under her presence, she’ll do anything to keep herself updated about your routine.. For now, you don’t care that much as you dislike how she turned in a new persona that won’t grant her what she’s dying to claim since long time ago.

Time is running short, if the other side made themselves still active, you don’t have to just wait for nothing and submit yourself ini impending danger. “Fuck this” you whispered to yourself before grabbing a jacket and a hat, preparing yourself in order to be unrecognizable on her radar.

In one swift alert, you immediately ran out of your house android the taxi you booked. Requesting for the driver to go faster as you told him the destination you’re about to go, your body slumped in both relief and worry for the possibility of other cars tailing the cab from behind, thankfully it didn’t happen.

After you were dropped at the familiar place, you walked through the pathway and entered the lobby. You informed the receptionist of your intention of being a guest who only wants to visit a close person that lives here with a convincing pretend.

Each footsteps as you get nearer and nearer made you tensed and anxious. It makes you harbor sorrow reminiscence visualizing all the memories you made with those girls in this place while remembering what happened the last time you and TWICE had a fight. Not a great goodbye to wrap up everything that started remarkably..

But, if you were that desperate and dedicated to formulate a plan of holding IU in custody, you have to grow balls and confront them about the aftermath including the words you wanted to say for them but never had the guts to went through.

You knocked on the door thrice and waited. The intercom attached below the emergency exit plan pinned on the wall began to speak.

“Who is it?” You recognized that voice, emotions swelling up inside.

“N-Nayeon, I-it’s YN…” Your response was shaky.

“W-what are you doing here? What do you want?” Her tone suddenly changed to devious when your identity got unveiled.

“Look, Nayeon. I know you don’t want to see me or talk to me anymore but please just this once, hear me out.” You pleaded sincerely.. “I am completely owing what I did and I know I wronged for that, bigtime. I cost our relationship and I’ll always gonna regret doing that to you girls.

I love all, still. But i didn’t came to request for us to get back together. II came here instead to… ask some help.”

“Help?” Nayeon perturbed inquired. “For what?”

“You know my friend right? IU? Your biggest idol in K-Pop?”

“Yeah?” She responded quizzically. “And what does this have to do with her?”

“She’s… gotten to be someone I used to know. Nayeon, my friend isn’t normal anymore after she… c-confessed to me and I humbly didn’t return the same admiration for her. She suddenly turned to be obsessed with me and now she wants me to be hers even if I don’t want to. I am scared, Nayeon. I don’t know what she might do but… I am dead serious that I want to distance myself away for me for how long it might take.”.

“Wait wait… are you saying that IU sunbaenim is a stalker of yours?”

“Exactly, and I know I messed up real bad that I have to come in here to meet up with you. I can’t even stay here for longer, she’s watching me, Nay. Please, I want your help.” Your tone starts to be invaded with dread and depression.

Her end went silence for a second before she spoke again, not with the words you were hoping for her to respond though. “YN… are you drunk? You sound like you’re just making up stories.” “W-what? N-no I’m not making this u-” “If you think for one single solitary second that I would just open this door and let us see each other face to face, you ain’t getting any of that. I’m not falling for your tricks anymore, YN.” “Nayeon!” Your panicking urges your voice to raise. “Y-you’re taking it differently, I came here just by that. How can I just pull a prank on you a-and…” “I CAN’T TRUST YOU ANYMORE, that’s why, YN. So are they.” Nayeon made it loud and clear. “IU sunbae is into you? Well I won’t be surprised with that, I mean you did the same with our Aespa juniors.” “Wait, what?” “You didn’t know? But don’t worry, I won’t let that occur, just for you to stop spinning people’s heads and play with their feelings in the end when you enter another relationship with them, not on our watch, YN.” Nayeon confidently said. “We already talked with them and guess what? They know our history now, scumbag.” You went speechless of Nayeon’s revelation, making sense why Aespa was being distant from you all this time. The more she brashly downgrade you, the lower your hopes fall of receiving rescue on your current dilemma. Tears form in your eyes as you bang your head in the wall feeling dizzy of giving up, all of your plans crumbled simultaneously. “Whether it’s true or not, we don’t care about you anymore, YN. We broke up with you, it’s over for us. We don’t want nothing from you, so stop trespassing in our lives to gain another meaning or forgiveness because it’s your karma face and deserve it.”

She cut the line, leaving you slip on your knees and sob in anguish. Out with your revenge with Aespa and making amends with TWICE. All you can do now is to hold on, be stubborn to accept the fact that it’s IU’s world you’re about to live in. As you came home, you opened the lights and to your shock, IU was standing in the middle of the living room behind the chair. In front was a table covered in black cloth. Your fear subdues, desperation for help ran through your senses.

“You’re home. I hope you enjoyed meeting TWICE in person… behind my back.” IU wore a disturbing smile on her face as she sways a belt in her hand. “Ji-eun. It wasn’t what you’re thinking, okay? P-please, spare me.” You went on your knees and prayed for salvation. “You already got me once, I won’t let it repeat again.” she shook her head. “You think I could just walk around untracked?” She grabs her phone and saw a dot on a map that shows a location, and to your realization, she put a tracking system on your phone while you were asleep from her drugging you. “Very slick of you, YN. Having someone to have eyes and ears wherever you are, its kind of boring don’t you think?” “Ji-eun ah, please. Don’t do this, I- I will never do that, o-okay? Please… please…” You rushed to hug IU’s legs as you aggressively beg for your safety. “You should’ve done that way earlier.” IU’s tone went deep. “BOYS! COME OUT AND HELP ME WITH HIM!” Four men came out through your bedroom and approached you. Eyeing them all both confused and afraid, you tried to slip around and dodge their grasp as they began dragging you into the chair. “No… NO! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! J-JI-EUN AH!!!” You wailed as large men cuffed you in the seat, covered your mouth with a ball gag, and stripped your lower garment to expose your cock for IU.. As you groaned and grunted around the seat, you paused when IU unveiled the contents of the table, dozen set of what it seems to be sex toys and BDSM stuffs laid neatly. “I said it once and I warned you to not make me punish you, but since you’ve done the same to me, making me feel like I’m just as horrible as those bitches are. You’re gonna get it, YN.” She reached for a wand-looking vibrator and activated it. “I’m going to fucking drain your cum until morning as you sit there like a good boy for me. Understood?” You hummed in denial, not wanting any of it but you’re completely helpless at this point. Without any further ado, the bodyguards left the scene as IU starts to stimulate your cock by poking the wand’s tip on it, feeling its intense vibration to make your shudder in the chair. Meanwhile, TWICE and Aespa are on their respective dorms, their still kept feelings for you had them contemplating if what they did at you was right. ENDING #2: BITTERSWEET ENDING After Nayeon went silent on the intercom, she decided to discard her doubts at you as part of her is telling that you must be telling the truth. “If that’s what will make you to quit pursuing us, then fine. Just this once and when it’s done. I want you to disappear and stay away from us forever,got it ?” You hesitated for a while, you still do love her, but your fate nowadays is demanding a sacrifice of that miracle to repair what’s broken and start all over again with TWICE. Tears flowed in your eyes as you accepted that you and them will never meant to last… or probably to love one another. “O-okay. After this I… I’ll stop bothering any of you again. T-thank you, Nayeon.” She didn’t answer anymore. You left the front of their dorm with bittersweet tears flowing in your cheek, conflicted in relief and devastation for your heart to submerge. As you came home, you opened the lights and to your shock, IU was standing in the middle of the living room behind the chair. In front was a table covered in black cloth. Your fear subdues, desperation for help ran through your senses.

To your surprise, all of TWICE and aespa members came inside your house while being guarded by the police. They saw your pitiful condition with IU, and they saw the truth with their own eyes. The once idolized by many has turned to a horrendously obsessive love-crazed psychopath. “IU SUNBAENIM, STOP THIS. PLEASE!” Jihyo shouted. “THIS ISN’T YOU. DON’T RUIN YOUR CAREER JUST FOR HIM!” Karina added. “ALL OF YOU, SHUT UP! DON’T DICTATE ME WHAT I HAVE TO DO FOR HIM.” IU grunted. “HE’S MINE ONLY! NOBODY CAN TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME, ESPECIALLY YOU BUNCH OF SLUTS!” “Unnie, don’t do this. You can have him now, he’s all yours.” You stared at Nayeon as you heard her. She glances at you, unspoken lingering feelings remaining for one another caught that as a means of goodbye. “We’ve had enough and it stays like that. You can make him change his feelings and grab his attention for yours only without any use of violence of harm. That’s not how you win a person’s heart by turning into a monster.” IU just listened at Nayeon’s appeal. The police were still holding on to their guard in case the suspect pulls out a life-risking manoeuvre. “You were mistaken. It’s your time now, unnie. You should’ve made use of it properly.” Ningning assisted her senior to prevent the misled superstar. “He wouldn’t let me.” IU started crying as she held at the back of your chair for assistance. She dropped the knife she use for threat, the police rushed to arrest the woman while some removed you from hostage. IU was taken to a psychiatric mental hospital in Seoul while you are under therapy due to depression from everything that transpired in the past months. As one last proper goodbye before parting ways for good, TWICE brought you food for your recovery and thanked you for everything despite of what happened before officially turning yourselves from strangers with lots of buried memories created together..

ENDING #3: HAPPY ENDING“I’ll think about it and inform them.” Nayeon told you before ending your communication with them. Grateful and holding on for one last hope at least after she considered your concern, now you wait to learn if your chance of survival still exists against IU’s control. Hours later, IU surprisingly greeted you in a menacing way, invading your property. The bodyguards joined her to set you up for a punishment she could think of by sexually torturing you. Sirens of police cars can be heard, your heart pumped fast as you heard the sound of rescue coming for you. Policemen arrived at the scene of a crime, they cornered IU and the bodyguards. Your eyes watered as you saw TWICE and Aespa made their way to help the police encourage IU to retreat in the power of the law. “Unnie, don’t do this. This won’t make you any less better for him. ” You stared at Nayeon as you heard her. She glances at you and nodded as a gesture to your gratitude. “Consider about your career and your relationship with YN through these years. You’re gonna go and throw them away just like that? “ALL THOSE PEOPLE DID IS TO TAKE EVERYTHING FROM MY POPULARITY AND SUCCESS!!!” IU complained. “That’s why I don’t feel complete even at the peak of my life, because all they did is to steal from my hardwork and passion for my dreams! That’s how awful they are!” Until I met YN again, and he reminded me that he’s the only person around anybody that surrounds me who has been loyal to me. Then in a snap, I wanted more. I came to my senses that it was never enough if it wasn’t him. I don’t just need his company, I need his love.” “Unnie, what you’re doing won’t you make you earn it. Love isn’t something to demand.” Ningning aided her senior to change the deluded superstar’s manipulated mind. “And most importantly, you can’t go terrorizing his life just to be with you.”

“We can’t force anybody to love us back.” Nayeon stated in melancholy. “Please, unnie. You’re my idol, I hate to see you turn into this.” Her worries disappeared when they all saw IU broke out of laughter. “Is that so? Forgive me not, Nayeon-ah… but if I can’t have him, I’ll just make sure NOBODY ELSE WILL!”

“NO!!!” She was about to stab you but the police reacted quickly, they shot IU in the shoulder, preventing your death and a murder case to settle. She lunged back and fell on the floor as the police hurried to arrest the wounded woman while the girls helped you out of the chair. You cried in their embrace as they comforted you. “You’re safe now, YN.” Jihyo whispered to your ears as she laid your head to her shoulder to absorb your pain selflessly. IU was taken to a psychiatric mental hospital in Seoul while you are under therapy due to depression from everything that transpired in the past months. As one last proper goodbye before parting ways for good, TWICE brought you food for your recovery. Aespa also personally apologized for how they treated you and concluded with a confession that they fell in love with you too but called it done as they wanted to pave the way for others they believed to be more suitable for him. In return, friendship has been restored by a closure with them that went smoothly because of how open-minded they are as you admitted what you've been planning to them secretly. You noticed a letter inserted on a basket of fruits in your last day of stay on your room. Reading the letter, a particular paragraph caught your eyes that made you tearful and heart throbbing in longing for their long-awaited affection. Finishing your treatment with the doctors handpicked by the girls with the help of the company’s connection, you left the hospital in great condition. A van stopped and its doors opened, Jihyo exits along the rest of the TWICE members. You can’t help but to cry again seeing them, which can be said the same for how they feel for you too. They came to approach and envelope you to a group hug, emotions going lively inside. “I’m sorry for everything, girls. I really do.” You apologized for the nth time and you will never stop reminding them how you willingly make yourself accountable. “I never stopped loving you all.” you finally said the words you’ve wanted to tell them. “We know, even if we try to forget you we just… couldn’t.” Jihyo replied. “Because our hearts prefer nothing but you. It’s hard to let go when we couldn’t lie to ourselves that we still love you. ”

Entering the van and away from the sight of the public, all TWICE members kissed you and included you in a group cuddle as they ride back home for a new beginning of their relationship. == END ==

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agirlnamedstar · 2 years ago

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Imagine you and some of the TWST guys are preparing for a little party. Whether it be a tea party, or maybe an unbirthday party, idk but THERES A PARTY GOING ON OKAY?

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Obviously Ace and Deuce are there, and so is Grim and Jack and Epel. They practically follow you everywhere so of course they’d help you set up!! Even if they really don’t wanna.

Riddle, Leona, and Vil are there too. Leona doesn’t really wanna be there, but he can’t let his poor weak herbivore do it all on their own, can he?

No, he can’t. He likes you too much to leave you alone because he knows only like, 3 people are gonna help you out.

Riddle is there to make sure no one breaks any rules and behaves accordingly and Vil is there to make sure everything is absolutely perfect. It’s a big party after all, and anything other than perfect could ruin his reputation!!! And we wouldn’t want that, would we??:(

You’re setting the table, trying to make everything as perfectly set as possible. Yet no matter how straight and how perfect you put down those plates and silverware, Vil is correcting it and criticizing you.

“Is it really that hard to set the table correctly Prefect? I know not having magic shouldn’t effect your ability to set a table..” he’d complain, fixing yet another fork you apparently laid down incorrectly.

And you’d stay quiet, getting more and more upset by the minute as you continued setting the table.

And everyone could tell you were getting fed up, but decided to stay quiet for their own good, because they know how Vil is.

“Prefect, at this point it might be better for me to set this table. You’re doing it all wrong. It looks absolutely hideous.” He complained again, making you look up from the fork he asked you to adjust.

“Vil, it looks fine. Can’t you go bother somebody else? I know how to set a table.” You finally talked back, making everyone look up and turn to you two.

“It doesn’t look fine. It looks horrendous. Just like your skin. Have you been doing that skincare routine I showed you?” He fussed, reaching out to touch your face, “and besides, the table only looks a little bit better because I fixed it. Like I said, it doesn’t take magic to set a table, now does it? You should be able to do this with no issues, right?”

You backed away from him, huffing as you did so. “No, I haven’t. I’ve been too busy planning this party and with school and with you guys. I don’t have time for that stuff right now.”

Leona then interrupts, getting in between you two.

“Leave the herbivore alone, table looks fine,” he mumbled with a yawn, “if it looks so awful, maybe you should do it yourself.” He leaned against you, closing his eyes as he spoke.

You sent Leona a thankful smile, looking at Vil as he glared sharply at the both of you.

“Are you being serious? Leona, look at it. It’s a mess. Great Seven, you can’t even set a table correctly. What are you good for, anyways? You’re magicless, you lack strength in general, you can’t even take care of yourself, and your grades are slipping!”

“You’re awful. I will never, never understand why the Black Mirror brought you here.”

The room went silent. The dishes in your hand went clattering to the floor, some shattering on impact.

You knew he can be an asshole, but fuck man.

That hurt.

That hurt a lot.

“You know what, Vil? Fuck you. I’m fucking trying, okay? But it’s hard to focus on things when I’m tackling one overblot and problem after another. I know you’re stressed out and shit, but you don’t need to take it out on me.” You took a deep breath, glaring at him as you teared up.

“I’m so fucking done.”

Before you knew it, your eyes were filled with tears and you were running out the door, hearing your friends shout for you as you ran.

God you wanna go home..

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Oh how I love angst!!

I really wanna make a part 2!! Would you guys like that? Lemme knowwwww!!

If I do make a part two, we’ll see Neige and get a lil more info about Vil and why he said what he said🤞🤞

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peachhcs · 3 months ago

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We need a part two to the Emma and Gabe angst nowww

sooo many people asked for a part 2 so here it is!!! my beloveds ❤️❤️ as u can tell they don’t stay “mad” at one another for long and make up almost immediately or at least figure out what the issue is

(also tell me how my inbox went from 77 to 122 HAHA is that telling to how full my inbox has been and how i’m trying to get through requests. thanks for bearing with me 🙏)

(also also this is lowkey short i’m so sorry 😭 for that)

au masterlist | part 1

when emma never called gabe he went to go check on her. it was probably close to 11pm as he gave a gentle knock to her door and hoped she wasn’t asleep already. considering how late she stayed up in the library, gabe knew she couldn’t have been asleep just yet.

the door finally cracked open and he saw her familiar blonde hair peaking through, “gabe?”

“hi,” he smiled.

“what are you doing here?” she grew confused as to why her boyfriend was standing outside of her dorm so late.

“you never called me, so i wanted to make sure you were okay,” the hockey player said and for a moment, emma’s expression softened hearing him say that.

she opened the door wider, “oh. well, i’m okay. sorry, i didn’t call. i got tired. i guess,” which wasn’t a complete lie. emma did get tired once she got back to her room and she just didn’t know if she could make it back outside after the long day. she was also just trying to process everything and the way she was feeling earlier.

“it’s okay. is everything okay?” the taller boy wondered and emma hated how concerned he looked for her. his head was tilted and he stared down at her and fuck, if that look didn’t want to make her just break down right in front of him.

she wasn’t going to do that though because that would be majorly embarrassing.

“yeah, ‘m fine,” the blonde nodded. unfortunately, gabe saw right through her.

“i know you’re lying. i know you didn’t want to get dinner with me for a reason,” he said not mad or anything, but simply just pointing it out. emma bit her bottom lip and struggled to find the right words.

“you know you can talk to me, right? i promise i won’t judge you or think it’a stupid. was it about today? were the guys too much? they can get like that when we watch any type of sport,” gabe rolled his eyes a bit which finally made emma crack a smile.

“no, no. it wasn’t..it’s like..i dunno. you might think it’s stupid..” the girl’s voice became small and embarrassed that she was even feeling this way earlier now that her boyfriend was making her tell him.

“i just told you i wont think it’s stupid. i wanna know what’s wrong,” the dark-haired boy urged. emma’s gaze locked with the ground as she tried finding the right words.

“i guess it was just the whole game just like..i dunno. i didn’t really know what was going on and then like..you all have known samy for years and i haven’t and like..she seems so cool and popular..and like..” her sentences jumbled together into basically nonsense, but gabe somehow still understood.

“wait, wait..do you think i like samy? you know she’s dating will right and they’re like super in love with one another?” gabe asked and emma grew embarrassed for the second time.

“no i know i just..i don’t really know. i told you it was stupid,” she shook her head but gave cupped her face in his hands.

“it’s not stupid, em, i promise. i know it can be weird and scary to get thrown into a friend group so fast like that. i should’ve not done that and i’m sorry. i never meant for you to feel excluded. i just wanted you to meet everyone more and hang out with us,” gabe began softly. “i promise they love you. they’re just really..rambunctious at times and maybe soccer shouldn’t have been the first thing we all did together.”

they shared a laugh.

“as for samy, i like you. you’re the one i’m dating. she’s a longtime best friend of all of us, but her and will are like in love. although, i can see your concerns because we are all pretty close, but i promise, she is just a sister to me. nothing more, ever. you’re the one i asked to help me with my econ homework,” he made her laugh again and emma blushed thinking back to that day in french class that started this whole thing.

“sorry i got all weird. your friends seem really, really cool. i guess i’ve just never had friends that were so close before like that. samy does seem really cool and i hope i can talk to her more,” emma nodded with a small smile.

“hey, don’t apologize. your feelings are valid, okay? i’m always here to talk and help you out. you’ll warm up to everyone the more you hang out with them. plus, we can always start small and then get bigger so it doesn’t overwhelm you as much. they can be a lot all together,” gabe mumbled.

“thanks, p. i did have fun today. you were right about samy being really good,” emma chuckled as she let her boyfriend further into her room so they weren’t in the doorway anymore. he grinned.

“she is amazing and i am glad you came along,” the hockey player kissed her forehead. emma melted into his touch, the anxieties she had earlier slowly melting away the longer she held onto him.

despite it being 11:30, gabe and emma got themselves comfortable in her bed to watch a movie. she snuggled in close to him to listen to his steady heartbeat against his chest to calm her even more. he helped ground her for the night while they lost themselves in the movie and each other.

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sayakxmi · 24 days ago

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Time Travel Not (pt 3)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Extra

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'What does it mean to be a good captain?' is a question that has nurtured Takuto to no end since the day Sangoku-sanpai gave him his red band, with a few words of encouragement and expressions of trust.

'How can I help the team? What can I do for everyone?' he’d wonder.

'How do I keep everyone safe?' he’d worry.

He doesn't, that's the real answer.

He's no captain.

Endou has made it abundantly clear.

The new coach's presence alone brought everyone back, something Takuto failed to do. He motivated them to train hard, something Takuto failed to do.

He united everyone. Something. Takuto. Failed. To do.

What he didn't fail to do, however, is get Coach Kudou fired, as well as endanger everybody he held dear through his impulsiveness.

(All he's ever been doing since the start of the year is trouble everybody around.

Maybe if he leaves, the Fifth Sector would leave everyone alone, too.)

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Of course, people don’t leave him alone after that.

And by people, he means Matsukaze Tenma, the club’s most troublesome first year.

Takuro’s playing the piano when one of his maids informs him about Matsukaze’s arrival, and he’s playing the piano as he asks himself, why on earth did he even let that guy in.

Once again, it fails to make sense of his actions and feelings, so he stops abruptly.

Better have it over as soon as possible, so he can move on.

(“You’ll never grow out of that soccer of yours, will you, son?” His father sighed years ago, though it sounded suspiciously close to laughing. “Well, as long as it makes you happy. Just try to be more careful, will you? You’ll give your poor mother a heart attack.”

…

Does soccer really make him happy?)

“...you’re really amazing, Captain!” Matsukaze says, the awkwardness clear in his voice.

“With what?” Takuto doesn’t look up.

“Being able to play the piano! Is that where Kami no Takuto came from? It’s incredible!” Shut up. “I really want to see more of Kami no Takuto!” Just. ” I knew last year’s final was really-”

A mess of a sound resonates as Takuto stands up, hitting whatever keys were currently under his hands.

“That was because the Fifth Sector allowed us a free game! In the end we were still doing what they wanted us to do!”

(“Deep down you have to know. We’re both doing the same thing - following the Fifth Sector. So, are you really in a position to judge me here?”)

“Captain…”

“I’m not Captain anymore.”

He can’t even face some random guy head on. How could he face the full-blown wrath of the Fifth Sector?

“I want to play soccer with you, Captain!” Do you ever listen to what people say to you, Matsukaze? “I want to play under the command of Kami no Takuto!”

“Do you ever stop!” (“As long as it makes you happy…”) “If I stay in the club, it’ll just make me hate soccer, I know it!”

(“As long as it makes you happy…”)

“I think… you’ve been protecting your love for soccer.” Matsukaze says after a moment of silence, the further down the sentence, the more certainty in his voice.

(How could he be happy, playing like that-)

“What are you talking about?”

“That’s why you said that you’d quit. But if you quit, you’ll just make the soccer you love sad.”

What does that guy-

“Stop talking about soccer like it’s your friend! We disobeyed the Fifth Sector in our match with Eito!” Does he seriously- “Don’t you understand how much trouble that’ll cause for our entire school?”

“I haven’t done anything wrong!” Haven’t-

Ridiculous.

Takuto smiles, taking his soccer ball from Matsukaze’s hands.

“There’s no use screaming over it. Soccer has no worth now.” It dictates the worth of everything else, though. School’s, people’s. Soccer means everything but soccer.

“I don’t think so! I think that goal we made in the Eito match is really important!”

(“Don’t forget that feeling.”)

“The soccer world is being controlled. By people who don’t even have a drop of love for soccer in them.” How many times does he need to repeat that?

“But I think Coach Endou can help us play real soccer! Everyone came to the riverbank yesterday!”

He knows. He was there, too. He saw it as clear as day.

“It only confirms my point that I don’t have to be captain. It makes no difference who does it.” He throws the ball at Matsukaze. “And one day he’s going to learn to obey the Fifth Sector, too.” Or he’ll get fired. Like Coach Kudou. All because Takuto has made that one goal.

Suddenly, breathing feels like such a chore.

“Leave.”

“...Alright, I will. I’m sorry for speaking out of line.” And then he doesn’t leave. “But I have one last request!”

Seriously, what’s wrong with this guy?

“Please, show me Fortissimo! I know, how about I call Shinsuke and the three of us play soccer together? He saw the video, too, and he was really excited about it!”

For the love of-

“I just told you to leave!” And get that grin off your face!

“I won’t!”

It’s literally my home, Takuto doesn’t say, and he genuinely has no idea why.

“Are you trying to pressure me?”

“Huh?” Doesn’t he understand? Really?

(“Don’t forget that feeling.”)

“When you passed that ball to me in the Eito match…” Why does he bother with any of that, really. “It felt like it was telling me to face soccer straight-on.”

(He wouldn’t be able to, even if he wanted to.)

“I didn’t mean…”

“I won’t take on your passes anymore.” He can’t risk it again.

(...he doesn’t want to forget it?)

“But I want to play with you, Captain!”

You want this, you want that-

“Lay off!”

“It has to be you, Captain! I want to play with you! Please!” This time around, Matsukaze bows, and doesn’t straighten up.

God, if that’s all needed for it to be finally over.

(It’s been so long…)

“Fine. Just one time.”

“Thank you! I can invite Shinsuke to join, right?”

“Yeah, go ahead.”

(Really, how could he want to forget it?)

Matsukaze’s trembling like he might burst from all that excitement, his eyes shining, perfectly accompanying that huge grin on his face.

All of that just because Takuto agreed to play with him once.

“You really do love soccer, don’t you?”

“Yes!”

What a simple guy.

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These two really are bad at it, aren’t they?

“Watch the ball closely!” Takuto instructs, stealing the ball easily thanks to that lousy pass. “Liking soccer and being good at it are two different things!”

It takes him no time to reach the goal, resistance from the two basically nonexistent. Blue stave surrounds the ball on his command.

“Fortissimo!”

It passes Matsukaze, straight to the unprotected goal.

“Are you satisfied now?” He waits for no answer. His job here is done.

“Thank you!” The first-years yell after him.

“I’ll do my best!” Matsukaze promises.

“Me too!” joins Nishizono.

“If we get to play real soccer someday… will you come back?”

God, that guy…!

“You don’t get it! Real soccer is dead!”

The ball’s once more with him before anybody realizes it, and he runs blind, the first-years trailing behind. He pays them little mind, as he turns around and kicks with all he can muster.

Only for the ball to hit the frame, and Nishizono to catch it and pass to Tenma.

“Real soccer isn’t dead! I bet even soccer is waiting for us to play real soccer!”

Oh, really!

“If you really feel that way, try and get past me!”

He actually does, but.

“Not good enough,” he says, but, honestly? Considering everything he lacks, Matsukaze’s dribbling skills are somewhat impressive.

Takuto lets him make some distance between the two of them.

“I’ll become real soccer!” Is that so? “That’s how much resolve I’ll have to do it!”

(If only it came to Takuto as easy…)

Matsukaze finally starts running, and Takuto sees the sign for seconds before it actually manifests.

“Soyokaze Step!”

Takuto, quite literally, gets blown away.

A hissatsu technique, even though he lacks some of the most fundamental skills…

Nishizono runs up to Matsukaze, and the two start talking, but Takuto doesn’t really listen to that.

Soyokaze Step… it’s a good offensive technique. Not only does it allow the user to keep the ball, it blows away the opponent, and even if they needed only seconds to raise up, these still are seconds that could be used during-

Stop.

There’s no using anything. He quit, and even if he didn’t, the actual chance to perform the move during a match might never appear. Most likely wouldn’t, considering their recent actions.

“Captain! I’m going to use this to fight this year’s Holy Road! I’ll charge right through the other team with this dribble!”

And then what. You can’t shoot yet, and no one will receive your pass.

“Things are burning up!” Nishizono adds.

These two, really.

“Now we have to get you a hissatsu technique, Shinsuke!”

“Yeah! I’ll do my best!”

(He misses being this happy about his own techniques. When the line he tried to paint in the air turned golden under his fingers for the first time. When the ball responded to him, and made the most beautiful of sounds under his foot.

He misses trying to create new ones.)

His eyes sting.

“Compared to your hard work, I…” am running away. Doing nothing. Waiting for some miracle to happen, or for the day all my love for soccer truly burns out. “I’m not qualified to be captain after all.”

“You are!” a new voice joins, and it stops all of Takuto’s thoughts in their tracks.

“Coach Enodu?”

Before he can understand what’s happening, the man stands before him, smiling with pride of all things. Pride and understanding.

“These tears make you qualified to be captain,” he says, and then raises Takuto’s own resignation letter, and tears it up right in front of him. “Your feelings of loving soccer so, so much are reflected through those tears.”

Reflected?

“You truly are Kami no Takuto.” Endou puts a hand on his arm. “Like a top-class conductor drawing out a performer’s potential, you made Tenma’s abilities show results.”

It was thanks to his own hard work, not Takuto’s actions. But contributing even a little…

…he misses that feeling, too.

(“You’ll never grow out of that soccer of yours, will you, son? Well, as long as it makes you happy.”)

He wants soccer to make him happy again!

“Coach, I… The truth is, I want to win, too!” he says, and it feels like all the heaviness that seemed to never leave him alone began to disappear. “I don’t want to play this appalling facade of soccer anymore!”

He’s been running away from soccer for far too long.

“I’ve been waiting to hear these words from you, Captain.” Endou grins.

Takuto can’t help smiling, too. His coach’s cheerfulness, and the joy of the first year duo next to him.

It’s going to be hell, but they’ll manage, he’s sure of that.

------

Nearing the club building, he finds Tsurugi hidden behind one of the trees. His usual stoic expression intact.

(Not a hint of whatever on earth Takuto saw the other day.)

“You’re going to fight after all?” the SEED asks.

(There’s no mockery in his voice. If Takuto hadn’t known any better, he would’ve thought he could hear a smile instead.)

As tempted as he is, he doesn’t bother dignifying it with an answer.

He has no idea what Tsurugi tries to play in, but he’s not going to give him the satisfaction of joining.

He needs to figure out this guy.

------

They win. Even though there’s a SEED in Tengawara, they win.

Sangoku keeps their goal safe.

Sousha Maestro responds to his call.

They win.

But somehow, most of that happiness disappears the moment he looks at the bench, because he’s quite certain he’d seen Tsurugi smile.

[ -------5------- ]

[ need for a break between the chapters, cuz pacing here sucks balls, ugh. also, rewatching ep 9, and Shindou has another talk with Endou, prolly needed. but also I kinda skipped half of the team interactions, one could use a change in that department, huh ]

[ -------6------- ]

There’s only so long a person can keep running away, and for Kyousuke time has finally ran out. He’s been postponing it, and trying not to think too hard about it, but alas, there’s no use anymore.

It’s time he visited his brother.

To be fair, it’s not that he didn’t want to do this earlier. Quite the opposite, really. He’s missed him dearly, even though they talk on phone on a daily basis. But they’d seen each other the day before his first day at school, and it’s been a month since that happened. It’s uncharacteristic of Kyousuke.

And Yuuichi knows.

The truth is, he’s not sure how he’s going to react when he sees his brother on a wheelchair again. In the future they both could finally put all of that behind, and play just like they used to, whenever they felt like it. As of right now… he just doesn’t know.

(He knows that in the end Yuuichi will get the operation he needs. He really does. But still.)

And it’s not like Yuuichi won’t notice that something’s off with him. He can read him better than anyone else, and while he usually doesn’t call out on Kyousuke’s excuses, he knows they’re excuses, and it’s only a matter of time before they’ll have to confront them.

Kyousuke doesn’t want to give him a bunch of excuses, either. But what could he say? ‘Nii-san, I somehow time traveled into my past self, and I’ve done some horrible things before that, and even after that because it was necessary, but don’t worry, I’ve got it all under control!’

It sounds ridiculous, no matter how he puts that.

He crosses the street right in front of the hospital, trying not to think too hard about being watched.

It’s just Kuroki, which is nothing unusual, and, all things considered, wholly expected.

(He could’ve sworn something was off, though.)

------

“Kyousuke!” Yuuichi smiles, like he always does whenever his brother visits him.

(As if he was really happy to see him, as if any of this wasn’t happening because Kyousuke was too stupid to listen to him-)

His legs are hidden by the covers, and Kyousuke can’t tell if he’s grateful or not. They’re still there, still nonresponding.

It’s not like he can just forget about that.

“I’m sorry I didn’t visit sooner.” And he really is.

“No, that’s good.” Yuuichi laughs. “I’m glad you’re finally having some life outside of visiting me.”

He pouts, which only makes Yuuichi laugh even harder, before he stops, and smiles gently at something behind Kyousuke.

“Ah, can I help you somehow?”

It takes an enormous amount of effort not to turn around too fast, too suspicious to everyone around, and almost just as much effort not to sigh in relief.

It’s just Shindou.

…

Wait, why is Shindou here?

“Ah, I apologize.” The boy says, bowing. “I’m Shindou Takuto, captain of the Raimon Eleven.”

“Oh, I know you!” Yuuichi says excitedly, and Kyousuke sends Shindou his worst ‘for the love of god, don’t say a word’ glare. “I watched last year’s Holy Road. You were truly amazing in the finals!”

Kyousuke can see the gears turning in Shindou’s head, and no, no thank you, we’re not doing this today.

“Nii-san, if you could excuse us…”

Screw being disrespectful, he all but drags Shindou out of the room to the nearby terrace, then closes the doors behind them.

It’s only then that he realizes his mistake.

“What are you-” Shindou doesn’t get to finish.

“Why, he’s trying to earn the money for his brother’s operation, can’t you see?” God, he fucking hates Kuroki.

Shidnou visibly flinches, Kyousuke tries not to.

“After all, it’s his own fault his brother can’t play anymore,” he adds. “You see, when they were seven and twelve respectively…”

---o---

There are some things that you find out only to wish you haven’t. But it’s too late, and now you have to live with the unwanted knowledge, paying for your own foolish curiosity.

Takuto really should have just gone home. And, to be fair, he almost did. But seeing Tsurugi turn towards the hospital…

God, he shouldn’t have gone after him.

He didn’t need to know any of this. What was even the point of telling him that? What did Kuroki intend to achieve?

He can’t help but stare blankly at the man’s silhouette disappearing through the doors. It’s better than looking at Tsurugi’s face, somehow even paler than usual.

Honestly, everything is better than looking at Tsurugi, who’s still standing there in silence, just like he was doing when Kuroki laid all of his hurts wide open, as if he wasn’t standing right there.

He always knew the Fifth Sector was screwed up, but that was a low blow.

(“Not yet.” Tsurugi said.

It makes so much sense now.)

“I…” am sorry? What do you even say in that situation?

“Save it.” Tsurugi stares at him for a moment longer, then. “Do you still intend to fight Fifth Sector, knowing that?”

Does he…?

…

The answer is obvious, really.

“Yes.” If anything. he was just given all the more reasons to destroy Fifth Sector.

(An organization that uses people like that…)

“Good.” Takuto looks up at him in surprise, and.

Oh.

He’s smiling.

It’s a small smile, but no less determined. A little bit like when…

…Raimon won against Tengawara.

…

He thinks he’s starting to understand it. At least a little.

---o---

First of all, fuck Kuroki.

Seriously, fuck that guy. That was a low blow.

(But really, what about the Fifth Sector’s existence isn’t a low blow.)

He lives through the meeting with the Holy Emperor, and goes home, completely spent.

(He really thought it would be easier, knowing what he does, but it’s not. Not in the slightest. The man’s eyes pierce through his very soul, nothing betraying the true purpose of the actions he takes.

No wonder people took so long to realize what Gouenji truly meant to accomplish. Kyousuke knows it all for a fact, and yet he still can’t find a hint of that in the man.)

The match against Mannouzaka will happen in a few days.

Just a few more days.

He sits down by his desk, and searches for the notebook he wrote the plans for the match in.

It’s not here.

#inazuma eleven #inazuma eleven go #tsurugi kyousuke #shindou takuto #old wip #my writing

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lulublack90 · 1 year ago

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Prompt 10 - Sugar

@jegulus-microfic March 10 Word count 574

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James hadn’t been still since he realised what he’d done. How could I let slip about Sirius? He’s my best friend. My brother. One of the most important people in my life. But so is Peter. Was? He wasn’t sure anymore. Up until last night, he hadn’t thought for a second any of his friends could be working for Voldemort. Well, apart from the ones he actually knew were.

Peter was his oldest friend, and while he knew they’d drifted apart a bit over the years. Sirius and Remus filled the place. He’d still thought they were close.

He needed to talk about this. But not with Sirius. Sirius would do something impulsive. He’d get himself killed. So, James decided to keep quiet. Regulus and the others would probably be his best bet as they didn’t have any strong feelings for his friend. Ex-friend? Enemy?

He replayed their time in the teashop, looking for anything that might help him deny Peter’s involvement.

A wave of dread hit him. He’d told Peter to drop in on his mother. He didn’t even think about it and apparated to his childhood home.

His mother welcomed him and embraced him warmly, refusing to let him go until he started spluttering that he couldn’t breathe.

“Tea, love?” She asked as they entered the kitchen.

“Yeah, go on then.” He smiled at his mother as she bustled around the kitchen. He felt calm. Calmer than he had for weeks.

“How is everyone?” Effie asked as she placed the tea things in the middle of the table. “I’ve not seen any of the boys for weeks. It’s not like Sirius to stay away so long.” James felt his heart sink. He hadn’t been over in weeks, either. So much had happened, and he couldn’t tell her about any of it.

“Just busy with assignments, Mum. It’s been one after the other. I’m sorry I haven’t visited.” He looked over at her sadly. She reached out and grasped his hand in hers.

“I’m just happy to see you, my darling. Even if it is so infrequently.” She winked at him and poured the tea.

James added sugar to his tea, stirring it noisily, banging the teaspoon against the side. Euphemia winced and let out a breath once he’d put the teaspoon down. She stirred her own tea without a single clink of the china.

She made them lunch, and James managed to relax fully. His Mother had always been able to do that.

He started to feel anxious when it was time to leave. He had to say something. Put her on her guard.

“Mum?”

“Yes, love?” She answered as she put together a care package for him to take back to his flat.

“Just be careful who you let in, yeah? Even if it’s someone you know, be on your guard, don’t say anything that should be secret.” Euphemia stopped what she was doing and turned to look at her son.

“James, has something happened?” Her face was full of concern.

“I—I don’t know. Maybe. Just be careful, yeah.” He took the food his mother pressed into his hands and headed for the door.

“Mum, don’t say anything around Peter. He’s been acting odd.” He didn’t wait to see his mother’s reaction and apparated away. She’d convince him he was wrong about Peter. Because, it was Peter. But, this time, he couldn’t help but feel that she would be wrong.

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#march 10 #jegulus #jegulus microfic #jegulus fanfiction #jegulus fic #regulus black #james potter #regulus arcturus black #james fleamont potter #dead gay wizards #james x regulus #regulus x james #regulus and james #james potter x regulus black #james and regulus #euphemia potter #peter pettigrew #sugar

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vodika-vibes · 1 year ago

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Worth Fighting For

Summary: After battling illness your childhood, your parents have become suffocating, not even allowing you to attend university due to their anxiety. So you make the extreme decision to enlist in the Mandalorian army.

Pairing: Marshal Commander Neyo x Reader

Word Count: 3786

Warnings: None

Tagging: @trixie2023

A/N: The most recent of my Magic and Knights AU. I really, really need to figure out how speeders work in this setting. Magic? Magic Technology? I dunno. I'll figure it out I'm sure.

Divider by Saradika

When you were a child, you were prone to illness. You once spent three months in the hospital while the healers tried to determine what was wrong with you and why you were so sick all of the time.

There was a long period of time where your parents believed that they were going to have to bury you.

Luckily, that wasn’t the case. Eventually your healer team found a cocktail of medications and elixirs that sent your illness into remission, and, as you grew older, the illness went away completely.

Until, by the time you were nine, you no longer had to visit your doctors multiple times a year, and could go yearly just like everyone else in your family.

Of course, the knowledge that you’re fine didn’t do anything to settle your parents' anxiety. They feared, so much, a relapse of your illness that they homeschooled you, and you were barred from any extracurricular activities. You had no friends, and the only people you were allowed to spend any time with were your own siblings and your cousins.

But, oh, you yearn.

You want to see the world. Want to go to the beach and camp by the ocean and watch the tides come in and go out. You want to make friends with witches and wizards and merfolk.

You want.

And that’s a problem for your parents.

You are now 18 years old, and you’ve not been for half of your life. And you’ve recently started looking at universities. And you’re excited. Excited to go out and see the world, to make friends, to experience new things.

But there’s one problem. Well. Two, really. And you call them mom and dad.

“It’s just,” Your dad nervously opens and closes the brochure for a college on the other side of the continent, “It’s so far away, baby. Wouldn’t you rather stay local? You can even stay at home-”

“Dad,”

“No, no. He has a point.” Your mother fusses as she picks through the stack of brochures from various universities, “It’s too far away. Baby, all of these universities are so far away. If you get sick-”

“I haven’t been sick in years, mom. I want to go!”

“Just…go where, sweetie?” Your dad asks.

“Anywhere that’s not here!” You blurt, “I love you, you’re great! But you’re suffocating me!”

Your mom sniffles, “You’re only saying those hurtful things because you’re young and you don’t understand the way the world works.”

“I’m saying it because I mean it!”

“Sweetie-”

“No! You always do this! You don’t listen!”

“Enough!” Your dad shouts, and then he takes a deep breath, “Enough.” He repeats, “We’re done talking about this. Go to your room. I’ll not have you make your mom cry.”

You sigh and your shoulders slump, “Fine.” You spin on your heels, and stalk out of the kitchen, but instead of going to your room, you go down into the basement where your older siblings have gathered.

You hear a whispered, “Act natural!” As you step into the carpeted room, and you raise an eyebrow.

Your older sister is staring, intently, at a vase that you’re pretty sure she hates. And your older twin brothers seem to be locked in a deep discussion about…ponies?

“...you heard all of that, didn’t you?” You ask.

“What?” Your sister asks, “Oh, you mean that chat between you and the rents? No. Nooo. Of course not.”

“You are an abysmal liar, Bell.”

She frowns, “I know.” Bella tosses the vase into a box where it, miraculously, doesn’t shatter, “We weren’t trying to eavesdrop, but you were all very…loud.”

“They’re not going to let you go, you know that right?” Zak, the older of your twin brothers, says quietly. “You’re going to be stuck here for your entire life.”

“I don’t want that though!” You exclaim as you drop onto the couch between the twins, and Jak, the younger brother, drapes his arm over your shoulder.

“We know that, kiddo.” Jak says quietly, “They’re just…afraid.”

“I know that. But they’re being ridiculous.” You drop your head on Jak’s shoulder, “I don’t want to spend my whole life here. I’m…lonely.”

Zak hesitates, and then he leans towards you, “Have you considered just…leaving?”

“Zak! You can’t tell her that!” Bella hisses, “Ignore him, baby. He’s full of nothing but bad ideas.” She says as she smacks the back of Zak’s head, “and hot air.” She adds scathingly.

“...right.” You reply, as a half formed idea starts brewing in the back of your mind.

“How about we play a game?” Jak offers, “Something to get your mind off of things. We have…monopoly?”

“We’re not allowed to play that after the last time,” You remind him with a small smile.

“Bella’s a cheater!” Zak shouts from where he’s standing on a chair.

“Cheater! You’re the one who refused to pay!” Bella shouts back, looking like she’s about to tackle Zak.

“Oh. Yeah.” Jak mutters.

You muffle a laugh as Jak jumps to his feet to try and stop the fight that’s brewing, though you’re pretty sure that he’s actually encouraging the fight based on some of the things he’s saying.

And for a little bit, you’re able to move your annoyance to the back of your mind.

But only for a little bit.

Because the moment you lay down for bed several hours later, after a dinner that was completely catered to you and what you like, your mind starts racing.

You can’t get Zak’s suggestion out of your mind.

“Have you ever considered just…leaving?”

The short answer is yes, of course you have. Many times over the years since you were released from the hospital. The first time was when you were ten years old, and you even got so far as to buying a ticket to anywhere but here-

But you got scared, and you backed out. Where would you have gone? Who would you have turned to?

You roll onto your side and you reach into your bedside table. Hidden under a false bottom (made by your grandfather and magically protected by your grandmother when they realized that you have no privacy) is a small carved box.

And inside the box is your passport and a ticket, and every form of identification you might need to make an identity for yourself anywhere else.

Eight years ago, when you went to refund the ticket, the lady at the counter took one look at you, and made you an offer that you couldn’t refuse. Instead of refunding the ticket, she altered it. It can be used one time, at any point in time.

You pick up the ticket and trail your fingers over the raised letters.

Ticket for one to Mandalore. One way.

You stare at the ticket and your passport for a long minute, and then you sit up. You shove the ticket into the passport, grab your box of paperwork, and swing your legs off the side of your bed.

You peel off your pajamas, and pull on some travel clothes, and then, from behind a false panel in your closet, you grab your bug-out bag and shove the box of paperwork to the bottom.

You take one more look around your room, grab your sneakers, and then open the bedroom window and climb out onto the roof. You shut the window quietly, and then pull on your shoes, and you drop from the roof to the backyard.

You have until noontime tomorrow before anyone will look for you.

It’s time enough.

It has to be.

With that thought in mind, you slip out the back gate of the garden and as soon as you’re on the street, you start running. The last carriage to Mandalore leaves at 11 pm. You have 45 minutes to get to the station, and onto the carriage before you’re SOL.

12 hours later, and grateful for the magic that makes long distance carriage travel faster than anything else, you hop off the carriage in Mandalore. You have money enough for a week in an inn, but you’re hoping it won’t come to that.

You hurry over to customs and you smile nervously at the red and white clad soldier checking the passports, “And your reason for visiting Mandalore?”

You lift your chin, “I want to enlist.”

He pauses and glances at you, and then lets out a quiet laugh, “Well, good luck with that. The nearest recruitment center is just to the left of the station.” He stamps your passport, and waves you off.

“Thank you,” You grab your bag, and your passport, and you hurry out of the station, following the directions the soldier gave you.

Once standing in front of the recruitment center, you take a deep, steadying breath and you push the door open. A large man steps out of the office, and he shoots you a dismissive look, “The Dance School is just down the street, ad.”

You straighten your spine and lift your chin, “I’m here to enlist.”

The man pauses and looks you over, “How old are you?”

“18.”

“Can you prove it?”

“I have all of my paperwork.” You reply.

The man shifts his weight slightly, and turns to regard you thoughtfully, “Do your parents know you’re here?”

“I’m old enough to enlist without their permission.” You counter.

“That’s not what I asked.”

“It’s the answer you’re getting,” You reply, “Sir.” You add belatedly.

A grin crosses his scarred features, “You know how to fight, kid?”

“I can learn.”

“Alright. Follow me. Let’s see where you fit in.” He pauses, “I’m Alpha-17, ARC Commander.”

You flash a razor sharp grin as you introduce yourself.

*********

Three months later, after three months of what you lovingly refer to as Living Hell, you are assigned to the 91st Mobile Recon Unit.

You’re the only person from your basic training who was assigned to the 91st, everyone else getting slotted to other battalions. When you question it, thinking that you were going to get slotted to the 104th, Alpha just smirks and tells you that Neyo has a complicated personality, and he deserves you.

“You the new recruit?” The man who approaches you is taller than you, with a tattoo under his left eye.

“Yes sir.” You reply. Your armor is still new and shiny, without any markings or paint on it, though you know you’ll earn your paint soon enough.

“Marshal Commander Neyo,” He introduces himself, “Do you even know how to use one of the mobile speeders?”

You meet his gaze evenly, “I did complete basic,” You retort, “Sir.” You add as almost an afterthought.

His eyebrows shoot up, “You’re going to be a problem, aren’t you, Private?”

“Commander Alpha-17 said that you deserve me,” You counter, “Sir.” You intentionally add belatedly.

He takes a deep breath, “Go find your fucking tent, private.”

“Yes sir.” You salute and hurry to your tent, a tent you share with five other women. It’s awkward at first though the six of you quickly form unlikely friendships. It’s made even more awkward from the fact that you’re the youngest person in the tent.

In fact, you’re the youngest person in the battalion by several years.

In spite of that, you’re a hard worker, you learn fast, and you earn the respect of the other members of your battalion. Well, most of them. You’re fairly certain that the commander hates you.

Of course, you only think that because whenever you see him he’s glaring at you. And you think that he’s waiting for you to mess up in such a way that he can send you away.

But, well, you’ve always been stubborn.

******************

It’s been a month since you have been assigned to the 91st, and things move both quickly and painfully slowly.

But eventually orders come from up high and the battalion finds itself scrambling to do what they have been ordered to do.

Lieutenant Beam hurries over to you as you’re preparing your speeder for your orders, “There you are.” He pants out, “I have new orders for you.”

“Sir?”

“You’re being assigned to Commander Neyo for this operation.”

“What?”

“Those are the orders I was given. Go see what he needs you for.” Beam smiles apologetically and lightly taps the painted wolf print on your pauldron, “I know it’s not what you wanted, little hunter.”

“Well, orders are orders,” You reply as you stand and grab your helmet, from the seat of your speeder and hook it to your hip.

“That’s a spirit.” Beam offers a half wave and hurries off, while you hurry in the other direction. You slip into the white and burgundy tent that marked Commander Neyo’s war room, and you stand to the side as he continues giving orders to the other commanders.

Commander Neyo glances at you, but doesn’t directly speak to you until the other Commanders have left. “You’re with me today, an’edee.”

“So the lieutenant said,” You reply as you cross the tent over to him, “May I ask why?”

Neyo scowls, “I got a call from Alpha. He wants you for the ARC program.”

“...I’m flattered, but I’ve been a soldier for four months.” You point out.

“You’re clever and think on your feet. The ARCs need that.” Neyo replies, “But I’m not super inclined to let you go, an’edee. You’re a damned good recon spec. And I can and will fight Alpha for you.”

“And here I thought that you hated me.”

“I think you’re a pain in the ass,” Neyo replies, “Luckily for you, you’re far less irritating than some of the people I work with.”

“Huh.” You absently drum your fingers on your helmet, “So why am I with you then?”

“Easiest way for me to come up with a reason to not send you away is to keep you close.” Neyo pulls his helmet on, and you do the same, “We’ll be taking my speeder. You’re driving. Come over here.” You jog over to him and look down at the map spread out on the table, “The majority of the battalion is going to be doing recon on the southern ledge,” Neyo gestures to the point on the map, “We are coming from the opposite direction.”

“Do we think that Dooku and his army are in the ravine?” You ask.

“What do you think?” Neyo asks in return.

“...I wouldn’t. It’s too risky. Too much of a chance to get flanked.” You decide thoughtfully, “I would put a token force in the ravine, and then put the majority of my forces somewhere else.”

“I agree, an’edee.” He glances at you, “It’s shit like that is why Alpha wants you for the ARCs.”

You huff, and shake your head, “Come on. That’s just common sense.”

“You’d be surprised at how much common sense is lacking in the military,” Neyo replies, “Come on. We need to get to work.”

He leads you out of the tent and over to his speeder. You hop up into the driver's seat and start the speeder. Neyo gets on behind you and makes sure his weapons are secure.

“You’re good to go, an’edee.” He says to you through the comm in your helmet. You nod once, and start moving. “Don’t forget, we’re going north.”

“I remember,” You reply, as you veer the speeder towards the north.

Later, you wouldn’t remember, exactly, the events that came 45 minutes after you left the tent.

You remember seeing something while you were piloting that sent off every single warning sign you could think of. You remembered sharply veering to the left, and flinging your weight to the left.

You remember a click that made your stomach drop, and you remember Neyo hooking his arm around you and pulling you off the speeder, putting the speeder between you and the explosive. And you remember him twisting the pair of you so he was between you and the speeder.

You remember the concussive blast of the explosion, and that’s it.

*******

You wake with a groan of pain.

The first thing you do is reach up and pull your helmet off, it feels too tight which suggests that it took some damage. You drop it to the side, and then look over Neyo, who’s sprawled over your chest.

Carefully, very carefully, you reach out and remove his helmet to check his breathing, and you sigh in relief when you see that he’s alive. With that done, you roll him off of you, and grab your light orb from your hip and light it.

You look around, and then you look up, and you hum thoughtfully. It looks like the explosion opened a hole in the ground, and sent you, and your commander, tumbling into a cave. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the armor, you’d both probably be dead.

And the fall explains the massive damage to your helmet. You carefully decide to stand, and you groan as your armor pinches tightly. You strip off all of your armor, and set them to the side, they were going to be more of a hindrance than a help at the moment anyway, and you take several steps away from Neyo to try and figure out a way out.

You stop, though, when he groans.

“Commander?” you move to his side and kneel, holding the light aloft, “Are you awake?”

“An’edee, get the light out of my eyes,” Neyo says as he squints at you, and you sheepishly lower the light, “Better, what happened?”

“It looks like the explosion opened a hole in the ground and we fell through.” You explain.

He looks you over, “Where’s your armor?”

“Had to take it off, it was crushing me.” You jab your thumb towards the pile of armor, “I didn’t break anything when I landed, fortunately.”

Neyo sits up, and quickly removes his own armor, before sighing in relief, “You’re covered in bruises, an’edee.”

“So are you.” You point out, “Do you think you can stand?”

“Yeah.” He gets to his feet with a groan, “These are going to hurt tomorrow.”

“They hurt now,” You say dryly.

“They’ll hurt more tomorrow.” Neyo corrects with a roll of his eyes.

“Well then, we’d better find a way out and to a medic before we have to deal with that.” You say with a painful shrug.

“Hm.” Neyo’s gaze drifts down your body, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in just your blacks before.”

“It’s not like I walked around camp without my armor,” You reply, “None of us do.” You shoot him a look, “You try being one of twenty women in a battalion, and walking around in skin tight material.”

Neyo doesn’t say anything for a moment, “I suppose you have a point. It is very distracting.”

“...so sorry, that my body is a distraction.” You say sarcastically.

“If we hadn’t just been blown up, an’edee, I wouldn’t mind the distraction.” Neyo counters with a small smirk.

“You…I don’t think you’re allowed to say stuff like that to me.”

“Does it bother you?”

“I didn’t say that,” You say, “Do you hear that?”

He pauses, and tilts his head, “Sounds like running water. We were pretty close to the ravine.”

“Which means there should be a way out.” You finish with a grin.

Thirty minutes later, you find a cave entrance…and a large number of the 91st. The pair of you are ushered back to camp, and banished to the medical tent, where you’re slathered in bacta, and then ordered to rest.

You’re still awake though, laying on your back and trying to ignore the throbbing of your back, arms, and legs, and really everything. It’s not working. The more you ignore it the more they hurt.

“You still awake, an’edee?” Neyo asks, his voice quiet.

“Yeah. I fucking hurt.”

He releases a laugh, “Yeah, same.” Neyo is quiet for a moment, “You’re not Mandalorian, right?”

“Alpha promised me Mandalorian citizenship as soon as I finished my first deployment.” You reply, “But no. I’m Alderaanian.”

“How does a girl from Alderaan find herself enlisted in the Mandalorian army?” Neyo asks.

“My parents.”

“What? They made you?”

You laugh, “Nah. They were stupidly overprotective. I wanted to go to college. They wouldn’t let me, so I ran away and joined the army.”

“That seems kind of…extreme.”

“Overprotective is kind of an understatement. I never went to school, never had extracurriculars, never had any friends. It was a very lonely childhood.” You say, “I just wanted to go. And when they refused to even consider university for me, I took the next best choice.”

“Have you enrolled?” Neyo asks.

“Sorry?”

“In university. There is a University in Mandalore, you know.”

“Well, I don’t know if you noticed, but we’re kind of at war right now.” You reply blandly.

“Oh, is that what this is?”

You turn your head to glare at him, “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

He smirks at you, “When the deployment ends, you can enroll. I’ll even help you.”

“Great, then I’ll be even more likely to become an ARC.”

“You don’t want it?”

“I like this battalion. You’re an asshole, but I can be an asshole right back to you. I might not have that option in other battalions.” You pause, “Plus, you’re cute.”

Neyo releases a short laugh, “We all have the same face, an’edee.”

“So what you’re saying is I should go flirt with Commander Bacara then?”

“Absolutely fucking not. You can flirt with me.”

“Is that right?” You roll onto your side, “So…are you tired of running through my mind all day?” You ask with a wide grin.

Neyo bursts out laughing and then groans, and folds his arm over his ribs, “That was awful and you should feel terrible for making me listen to it.”

“Sorry,” You say, unrepentantly.

“No you’re not, don’t lie.”

“No, I’m not.” You agree with a laugh.

He rolls over and looks at you, “So…” Neyo starts.

“So?”

“There’s a place not far from the palace that sells the best curry known to man. Have you been?”

“I got off the carriage from Alderaan and immediately enlisted…so no.”

“That’s a shame. When we get back from deployment, I’ll take you.” Neyo says.

“Like, on a date.”

“Exactly like a date.” He replies.

“Hm…sounds like fun.” You say lightly, “But you realize you definitely have to send me to Alpha-17 now.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He glances at you with a soft smile, “You’re going to be a great ARC Knight.”

And you grin at him.

Eventually you’ll reach out to your parents. Eventually you’ll explain your decisions and your reasonings for running away. But right here, right now, there’s someone who supports you 100%, and you’ve never been happier.

#star wars #tcw #commander neyo x reader #neyo x reader #magic and knights au #star wars au #x reader fanfiction

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bonnefeta · 1 year ago

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I recently saw a tiktok talking about which of the Fallout protagonists people most prefer, in light of the fact the Fallout show is coming out soon ish.

Perhaps unsurprisingly the most popular answer was the courier, which makes sense because New Vegas is a masterpiece, but also a lot of people talked about liking their backstory being less scripted.

Like compared to the lone wanderer or the sole survivor there isn’t like a cut scened backstory about your family or anything, the courier just pops up with a blank slate you can imagine however you want.

I totally get that, don’t get me wrong I love New Vegas, but having thought about it I do find the journey of the sole survivor and the lone wanderer effected me a lot more.

Especially the lone wanderer who I reckon is probably my favourite.

The characters I remember from New Vegas often have very little to do with my character. Like I remember the NPCs I met but the courier is basically just my eyes and ears, a much more blank slate.

With Fallout 3 I remember feeling gut punched by a lot of those moments, leaving the vault for the first time, finding your father and then loosing him, they really hit emotionally because I’m invested in the story of my player character.

But the main one I want to focus on is one of the moments I’ve found most impactful across all the games I’ve played,

Leaving the vault for the 2nd time.

Now not everyone might have done this quest, I’m pretty sure I missed it on my first playthrough, but if you haven’t ever done it you absolutely need too.

After your father dies if you return to Megaton you can pick up a distress frequency from the Vault where you hear Amata (your old bff and one of my favourite minor characters) asking for your help specifically. Something has gone wrong back home and you need to came back to fix it.

So you toddle off back home, and either help (or hinder) the vault get through a mini civil war. For the purposes of this post we’ll go with help.

So you save the vault, Amata is now in charge and everyone is safe and sound again, thanks to you. You’ve managed to save your home.

But you can’t stay.

Amata breaks the news to you that even after everything you’ve done there’s too much bad blood for you to stay. People blame you for the chaos, the change it’s brought. Amata can lead them into a better future but you can’t be at her side while it happens.

So you leave.

You walk out the vault door again, and as it closes behind you and you head back out into the wasteland you’re alone again.

The first time I played it (and honestly every time since) I was hit with such a strange grief. Like a hollow sad feeling I wasn’t expecting. Loosing your father is sad but this felt more impactful to me for some reason.

Maybe it’s the one-two punch of it, like lose your father and lose your home. But I for me it’s always reminds of the quote “you can never go home again” by Thomas Wolfe.

I don’t know exactly why this concept has always stuck with me, like it’s just stuck in my brain and it never really leaves. Maybe it’s from moving inter-state when I was a kid, and a few times since. But that idea of wishing to go back to a place where things were better, where you were happier, only to go there and realise it’s not how you remembered, and that you don’t belong any more, I guess it hits home.

You’ve been cast out into the wasteland, gone from your relatively comfortable and happy home into a world of violence and chaos and horror, only to lose your father. You fail, your defeated by the enclave, you’re starting again after a devastating setback, and when you’re at your lowest you get just a crumb of hope.

You get to go home, back to that place, but it’s not the same. Even when you ‘fix it’, you end the violence, there’s still no place for you there.

You just don’t fit any more.

And so you leave, you’re alone again. There’s no going back to when things were better, and the road ahead is more than hard, it’s probably impossible and even if you do succeed life will still probably never be easy.

But the vault door is sealed behind you, there’s no where to go but forward.

I know this is reading so deeply into a very minor side quest from a game from 15 years ago, but I honestly think it’s some of Bethesda’s best storytelling and kind of criminally overlooked in all the new Fallout talk.

#fallout #fallout 3 #the lone wanderer #fallout show #my brain cannot ever put this quest down #like a rabid dog with a bone #I’m also unbelievably excited about the show #Ella Purnell is a gift to humanity and I’m so excited to see her in it

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shiningwonderland · 11 months ago

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Otoya Ittoki (Repeat)

Translator: Mae (Twitter: itoshikimaegirl)

Proofreader: Raz (Twitter: agnadance)

Editor: Aoi (Twitter: AoiTsukihime)

QA: Rei (Twitter: wolfe_raine)

March — Vivace

The day after Otoya-kun forced his way onto the Song Station broadcast, we faced public criticism.

Several students had already been expelled for going against the love ban.

Despite that, we brazenly declared our relationship at the Christmas party.

Furthermore, with this incident on Song Station, I think there are some people who can’t accept that we haven’t been expelled yet.

In particular, those who were close with people who have gotten expelled have begun eyeing us with resentment.

When I came to school today, I found a piece of paper in my shoe locker that said “Drop out!”

Seeing and experiencing something like that firsthand, I feel like we're doing something wrong.

In reality, we aren't doing anything wrong, but it seems everyone else thinks otherwise.

Select the Phrase!

変えていきたい。I want to change things. (+20 Love +5 Music)

I want to change things.

I want to make it so that what we’re doing isn’t considered wrong.

Even so, it still hurts a little.

少し、罪悪感。I feel a little guilty. (+0 Love +0 Music)

We haven’t done anything wrong. I believe that, but…

But there are still people who have been hurt by our actions…

That’s the truth of the matter.

悔しい。It’s frustrating. (+10 Love +0 Music)

I want to be understood. How can I make them understand, though?

Otoya Ittoki: Haruka, what’s up? …Ah, that again… No surprise there’s pushback with what we're doing…

When Otoya-kun arrives at school, he notices me standing frozen in the hall and calls out to me.

Otoya Ittoki: I was ready for this but… Is it hard?

Select the Phrase!

うん。少し。Yeah. A little. (+0 Love +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: The students who were expelled weren’t given the same chance we got—they were expelled without question.

Haruka Nanami: But… here we are. I’m sure the love they felt was no different from how you feel about me, so it feels kind of awkward.

Otoya Ittoki: Truth is, it doesn’t really matter whether it’s different or not. We’re still here.

Otoya Ittoki: That’s why we should believe in ourselves and do our best. There are still things we can do!

Haruka Nanami: Right!

大丈夫。頑張ろう。I’m okay. We’ve got this. (+20 Love +5 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I’m able to endure because I’m not alone… So, please stay with me forever…

Otoya Ittoki: Yeah, I promise. I’ll never leave you alone.

わかってたことだから。We knew this would happen. (+10 Love +10 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I have to do my best…

Otoya Ittoki: You don’t have to do it on your own. I’m right here, so if things feel hard, just let me know. I’ll protect you.

Haruka Nanami: Thanks.

Male Student A: Hey, it’s those guys, the two from the rumors.

Male Student B: Yeah, must be nice, being able to flirt out in the open.

Haruka Nanami: …

Otoya Ittoki: Right! There’s nothing wrong with romance! That’s what I think.

Otoya Ittoki: I’m just doing what I believe is right for me. You should do the same.

Otoya Ittoki: If we all appeal to him like that, I’m sure the principal will understand. That’s what I believe!

When Otoya-kun speaks up, the students who had been gossiping about us quietly leave.

Otoya Ittoki: Hmph! Just stand tall as yourself! There’s nothing to be scared of.

Select the Phrase!

驚いたけど････ I’m surprised, but… (+0 Love +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: It really is true.

Right… it is. I try to convince myself that’s the case.

It’s not good to sneak around.

ありがとう。Thanks. (+20 Love +0 Music)

Otoya Ittoki: It’s nothing much, what are you thanking me for? It’s a boyfriend’s job to protect his girlfriend!

Haruka Nanami: I… suppose so. But hey, that’s still kind of embarrassing. Stuff like “boyfriend” and “girlfriend”...

Otoya Ittoki: C’mon, get used to it already~

頼りになるね。You’re reliable, aren’t you? (+10 Love +0 Music)

Otoya Ittoki: Huh? You’re only noticing now? I thought I was a pretty reliable guy, but maybe I haven’t been as loving as I should?

Haruka Nanami: No, that’s not true… I don’t think…

Otoya Ittoki: Really?

Afterward, we continued to be slandered and received a bit of harassment.

Nevertheless, we weren't discouraged, and we continued to practice every day.

Then, today…

I head to the recording room alone in order to make some final adjustments.

Otoya-kun wanted to come with me, but I told him not to come since he would lose his voice if he didn’t rest properly.

I have to finish this by tonight…

Besides the mixing, we also played the instruments ourselves or asked others to play them for us. We also recorded our own harmonies.

All that’s left is to adjust the balance and polish it for the performance.

It’s a lonely battle, relying only on my own ears.

The last things to work on are…

I wonder what I should work on first.

Select the Phrase!

とにかく聴く。Just listen . (+0 Love +5 Music)

I’ll give it a listen and check for places that need improvement.

I want to make it sound as good as possible for the performance, and make it as easy as possible for the singer to sing.

I need to be certain I don’t miss even the slightest hitch.

Just like that, I work on the song until morning.

データを見る。Check over the data. (+0 Love +5 Music)

We check information not only with our ears, but also our eyes.

Now that the data can be viewed on a computer, I can check for even the smallest of discrepancies.

Then, I just have to balance the music and…

Just like that, I manage to complete the song by morning.

バランスを調整する。Adjust the balance. (+0 Love +5 Music)

I can’t fine-tune things in my dorm room, but here I’m fully equipped for it.

I can only do the things I need here in the studio, which is why I came here…

And so I manage to complete the song by morning.

Then, the day before the performance. Our last day to practice to perfection.

Otoya Ittoki: Hey, Haruka. What do you think, does this suit me?

Otoya-kun holds a beautiful, silver accessory up to his chest and shows it to me.

Haruka Nanami: Yes, it suits you well. It’s beautiful. But where did it…

Otoya Ittoki: Right. It was a gift from everyone at the orphanage. They all scraped together their pocket change for it.

The accessory gleams next to Otoya’s narrowed, happy eyes.

Otoya Ittoki: They said it’s a good luck charm… for the performance to be a success.

Otoya Ittoki: The orphanage has a pretty high turnover rate, but despite a lot of them being lonely, they try to be positive and have as much fun as possible.

Otoya Ittoki: They’ve helped me out a lot too. I feel like everyone at the orphanage is my real family these days.

Otoya Ittoki: So, when I wear this, I can remember I’m not alone. It gives me a lot of courage!

Select the Phrase!

みんなの気持ちが嬉しいね! I’m happy they feel that way! (+20 Love +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: Ah… I see. You’re kind, so everyone is kind back to you, right?

Haruka Nanami: They must really love you.

かっこいいね。How cool. (+5 Love +5 Music)

Haruka Nanami: That kind of accessory suits you really well, Otoya-kun.

Haruka Nanami: I’m sure it was chosen with all consideration. I can feel the love from it.

音也くん、人気者だね。Otoya-kun, you’re popular, huh. (+10 Love +0 Music)

Haruka Nanami: I can feel their strong love for you, Otoya-kun.

Otoya Ittoki: When you put it that way, it’s a little embarrassing. Yeah. I love everyone there too. This kind of thing makes me happy.

Otoya Ittoki: But my greatest source of energy is you…

He gazes at me pointedly.

Otoya Ittoki: I want to continue where we left off at the school festival. Is that okay?

He rests his hand on my cheek.

Haruka Nanami: You… shouldn’t.

Otoya Ittoki: Why not?

Haruka Nanami: I want to hold off until we win the graduation audition.

Otoya Ittoki: I see, I see. A kiss as a reward! Nice, I’m feeling motivated now.

Otoya Ittoki: Alllright, let’s do this! You can look forward to it too. Right!

And so we practice until late into the night.

Mini Game

Ringo Tsukimiya: At last, we reach the final lesson. Whether you become a pro or not… This is where the game is called—game, set, match.

Ringo Tsukimiya: There’s nothing more I can teach you. All that remains is for you to do your best at the graduation audition…

Ringo Tsukimiya: This will be the final check. I’ll be listening strictly from the same perspective as the judges. Please do your best for this performance!

Ringo Tsukimiya: And make sure to get the results you want. I believe in you.

Ringo Tsukimiya: Right, let’s hear it. Give me your best shot!

S Rank

Otoya Ittoki: We’ve finally come this far. Now I can show everyone just how great you and I really are. We’re going to win, I promise. Trust me!

Haruka Nanami: Yes. I trust you. I’ll be cheering from the audience, watching the entire time…

Haruka Nanami: Enjoy the stage… and my song as well.

The day of the performance.

Otoya Ittoki: Ahhh!!!

As soon as he enters the classroom being used as a green room, Otoya cries out.

Haruka Nanami: What’s wrong?

Otoya Ittoki: The costume is… gone… The accessory too…

Haruka Nanami: No…

They were definitely still here yesterday.

Otoya Ittoki: Damn it. Everyone worked so hard on it… I was happy they gave it to me.

Haruka Nanami: Otoya-kun…

Otoya Ittoki: Everyone said they were looking forward to coming to see it today. And now…

Otoya Ittoki: I was careless. I should have brought it with me instead of leaving it here.

Haruka Nanami: I wonder if this is more harassment? How can we make people understand?

Otoya Ittoki: It’s no surprise there’s been backlash after what we did. But, I’m sure everyone will understand eventually.

Otoya Ittoki: It’s no good to lose heart here. We’ll absolutely find everything and stand on stage in perfect form.

Otoya Ittoki: I’ll sing with pride. There are things that can only be conveyed through singing. I’m well aware of that.

Otoya Ittoki: I’ll convey it all in one shot!

Haruka Nanami: Yes!

Otoya Ittoki: Let’s split up and look for it! We’ll find it for sure!

Haruka Nanami: Right. I’ll do my best.

Saying that, we start looking for the costume until the very last moment.

Haruka Nanami: Ah, Otoya-kun.

Otoya Ittoki: Haruka! How’s it going?

Haruka Nanami: I’m sorry, I couldn’t find it.

Then, suddenly…

Tokiya Ichinose: Otoya, haven’t you gotten changed yet? The show’s about to start. Not that I care what happens in your life.

Tokiya Ichinose: It’ll be dull if you lose by disqualification. I want you to lose to me in a fair fight.

Otoya Ittoki: Ah, Tokiya, listen to me. My costume is gone. Have you seen it anywhere?

Tokiya Ichinose: You’re doing this right before the show starts? You really are a hopeless idiot, huh.

Tokiya Ichinose: If you can’t even keep track of a single costume, you’re not fit to be an idol. You’re not ready for this. Slacker.

Otoya Ittoki: Sorry…

Tokiya Ichinose: That’s why people do things like stealing your costume.

Haruka Nanami: Eh? Did you see anything by any chance?

Tokiya Ichinose: Yes, a couple of students were carrying a costume up to the rooftop.

Ichinose-san mentions the outfit was red, just like Otoya-kun’s.

Ichinose-san says it also seemed suspicious since they were heading that way when the audition was just about to begin.

Otoya Ittoki: Seriously!! Tokiya, thank you!

Otoya-kun lurches forward and seizes Ichinose-san in a tight hug.

Tokiya Ichinose: Let go of me—it’s too stuffy. I’m leaving now. Do your best to beat me in a proper battle.

Saying that, Ichinose-san pulls away and leaves.

Together, we hurry to the rooftop.

Otoya Ittoki: Ah!! It’s there! It’s right there!

Haruka Nanami: Yeah, thank goodness.

There, on the rooftop, the costume lies casually tossed aside.

Otoya Ittoki: Okay, let’s hurry. It starts in ten minutes.

Haruka Nanami: Right!

We grab the costume and start running.

Otoya-kun hurriedly shoves his arms through the sleeves and finishes getting ready.

Haruka Nanami: W-we made it just in time.

Otoya Ittoki: Yeah, now I can sing as much as I want. I can go and fight!

Then, he pulls his hand away and smiles.

Otoya Ittoki: I’m off! I’ll go and deliver our passionate feelings!

Haruka Nanami: Yes!

Haruka Nanami: Next up…

We’re waiting in the wings for the cue.

Otoya Ittoki: Yeah… With all my strength, I’m gonna knock it outta the park.

Haruka Nanami: Yeah.

Otoya Ittoki: I’m going to win for sure.

Haruka Nanamil: Yes.

Otoya Ittoki: Haruka… I love you.

Haruka Nanami: Ah… I-I love you too…

Otoya Ittoki: I’m going to convey “love” to you! So feel it from here and see how I’m perfectly matched with your song.

Saying that with a wide grin, Otoya-kun runs out onto the stage.

Otoya Ittoki: My name is Otoya Ittoki! As some of you may know, I violated school rules.

Male Student A: That guy, what’s he saying all of a sudden…

Male Student B: Jeez, it’s always something with him.

Otoya Ittoki: Yeah, that stupid school rule, the “love ban.”

Shining Saotome: Hmph. Still talking big.

Otoya Ittoki: I don’t want to give up on my dreams or my love! But, I know it won’t be easy if I don’t win here today.

Otoya Ittoki: And if I don’t make 1 million sales in my first year, I won’t be able to stay in the entertainment industry.

Otoya Ittoki: I know it’s next to impossible for a complete nobody to suddenly make a million sales.

Otoya Ittoki: Even so, I don’t want to give up before I start! No matter how hard or painful it is, I want to carry my desires through until the very end!

Otoya Ittoki: That’s how important and irreplaceable she is to me.

Otoya Ittoki: That’s why, no matter what it takes, I’ve decided I want to live with her. We love each other and don’t want to stifle our feelings.

Otoya Ittoki: To me, she’s already half of my life. I can’t live without her by my side. I wouldn’t be able to be myself anymore.

Otoya Ittoki: That’s why I’m going to win this competition and I’m going to make a million sales in half a year and I’m going to get rid of this school rule!

Before I know it, the entire hall has gone silent, every single person listening to Otoya’s speech intently.

Otoya Ittoki: Everyone wants to fall in love, right? Don’t you want to be with the girl you love forever?

Otoya Ittoki: Not a single good thing comes from lying about your feelings.

Otoya Ittoki: That’s why I’m going to sing about what I feel honestly. This song holds all our feelings.

Otoya Ittoki: So, listen up. This is our song. TRUST ☆ MY DREAM!

Chapter End

#Repeat #Otoya Ittoki #OtoyaRepeat #UtaPri

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