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UNHOLY MATRIMONY — 13

✩°｡ ⋆ seize your happiness

- fushiguro megumi x oc/reader - oc/reader's character name is hara sena, pronouns still refer to “you” and i won’t mention it often—just for the sake of aesthetic rather than repeatedly writing "y/n"

in another life, in which fate is still screwing his life over, Fushiguro Megumi finds himself in an arranged marriage―with you.

genre/warnings: arranged marriage au, angst, hurt/comfort

notes: i know i said this chapter will be the last... but apparently i still have a lot to say so... :') don't worry. chapter 14 will be the last chapter for real. pls bear with the angst one more time! and this turned out as a whopping 5k too oops

✩°｡ ⋆ unholy matrimony (masterlist) | chapter twelve : the most twisted curse <- previous ✩ next -> last chapter : to the one i love

What does happiness mean to you now?

When you finally woke up from your long dream and saw Megumi, you thought you were the happiest because for so long, you defined being with him was enough to make you forget all the shit you had been through in this horrible life.

"Sena...?" You heard him before you saw him. His voice cut through the blur that veiled your vision and you could barely discern his figure.

Megumi immediately got a hold of your arm, eyes wildly focusing on yours as you fluttered your eyes open. And when you blinked, his voice almost broke― "Sena!"

You felt rigid, like a broken doll. Megumi grasped your left hand tightly in his, intertwining your fingers.

"You woke up..." he muttered with a strained, choked voice. He was still out of focus but you could hear him very well. "You really woke up... Thank god..."

And through his voice, you recognize pain. Several things ran through your mind then. Why is he here? Is he safe?

What about Kurusu Hana?

Yet then all of them didn't seem to matter. He is here. Whatever happened, he is really here. He didn't leave you after all.

Still, a part of you suddenly harbored suspicions that he might abandon you once again, and so you didn't dare to hope, and you were even convinced of it when you felt a lump in your throat—

You clawed on the skin of your neck in utter panic when you found that no sound came out of your vocal chords. Megumi obviously noticed your distress― "Hey, what is it? What do you feel��?"

But then you were gasping for air and Megumi didn't think anymore. He hit the nurses' call button and held you as you trashed on the bed. "Sena, hold on―hold on! I've called the doctor! You're going to be okay, you hear me?"

The heart monitor connected to you was blaring, your whole body was now shaking, and you turned to him helplessly like a fish out of water, mouth gaping to let out any sound but unable to. You couldn't speak― it felt as if someone had stolen your voice and tightened a vice around your throat.

In that moment, Megumi caught the sheer terror in your eyes, and he bent over to pull you in an embrace. "I'm here. I'm here. Focus on me. Let's take a deep breath together―"

He coached your breathing, and gradually, you started to calm down. The heart monitor in your room no longer blared like a siren, and your fingers clung to his shirt with a grip stronger than you intended.

"You're okay..." Megumi whispered in your ear, disregarding his own thundering heartbeat by reassuring you. "You hear me, Sena? You're going to be alright."

Right in this moment, nothing else mattered. You got him back. And he was here, with you. You were certain you had never felt such a profound mix of happiness and relief in your entire life.

The doctor and several nurses then swarmed the room and took over to check on you. Dizziness washed over you—their voices merging into a cacophony that made your feel exhausted, and before you knew it you fell back asleep.

. . .

"After experiencing trauma, it's not uncommon for a patient to develop a post-traumatic mutism," the doctor explained, and Megumi was listening intently. "In most cases, the patient will regain their ability to speak after attending several therapy sessions, so you don't need to worry, sir."

Megumi let out a long sigh. "Is there any long-term side effects from this?"

"No. If the patient made full recovery, then I'd say there's a low chance of any further complications."

Once the doctor left the room, Megumi resumed his post next to your bedside once again, observing your sleeping face.

His heart broke under the weight of the reality laid to him. You had endured a trauma so severe after your duel with Naoya it left you mute. Ultimately, he saw it as a reflection of his own failure to protect you too―he was supposed to be the one to go against him. And yet, you...

Seeing you struggle to breathe like that was terrifying. As your chest heaved with every breath, Megumi felt a slight relief wash over him.

At least you're now truly safe. At least... nothing more can harm you here.

Megumi is always here.

Days after you first regained consciousness were slow and idyllic, and Megumi was always ready to attend to your every need. Though you supposed that he had to, as your guardian, since you had no one left.

With your voice still not returning, communicating with him proved to be a little challenging.

"Do you want some water?" he inquired, approaching with a glass and the pitcher in hand. You shifted your gaze away from the boring magazine the hospital had supplied and nodded.

"Here." Megumi handed you the glass and you took slow sips, before fixing your eyes on him.

It's been days. But neither of you had talked about what happened. Before now, the last you'd seen Megumi was when he left you during Zen'in's last hearing, when every bit of your dirty secret was exposed before him.

The memory of that day still made you shiver. The absolute hopelessness you felt, the way Megumi looked at you, his cutting words―

"Hey, Sena―" Megumi's got a grip on your shoulders, face contorting in worry. "What's wrong?"

You looked right into his dark green eyes, and saw nothing but concern. None of the Megumi who was so ready to cut all ties with you back then.

You were flattered that he was here, but still, you needed answers.

Reaching out for the notebook and pen Megumi had gotten you for your temporary communication, you scribbled your burning question.

Why are you here?

Megumi wouldn't admit it, but his heart sank upon reading your inquiry. The fact that you felt the need to ask it was just heartbreaking.

"You were badly injured. How can I not be here?" he responded, shoulder sagged. "I should be the one asking you―how could you have gone to Zen'in Naoya in the first place?"

Then it dawned to you. Your letter. He dropped everything to get you.

I have to end him with my own hands.

"Still! That's not―!" Megumi almost raised his voice before he caught himself. "That's not any reason for you to face him in a duel!"

He would have gone after you if I didn't.

"That's what should have been. You should've let him gone after me." There was something inside him that was this close from bursting and he was trying his hardest so it wouldn't. "At any given chance, you should've prioritized your safety first. And back then, even I―!"

I've left you. Megumi let out a sharp breath and looked away. He couldn't bring himself to say it.

You blinked at him, getting a sense of what he meant, and reached for your pen again.

I also did it for myself. He murdered my mom. I just wanted to end it with him.

"What do you― why do you have to―?!"

In that moment, Megumi felt as if he had been slapped in the face. He made you think that way. It was dreadful that you chose that self-destructive path because these unfortunate chains of events.

He was still grappling with the overwhelming guilt when you presented him with your next question.

Aren't we getting a divorce?

"No." His response was swift and resolute, his gaze boring straight into you. "Never."

You looked at him questioningly because you could still vividly recall the divorce papers you tearfully signed and left with Kurusu Hana. And seeing your confusion, Megumi thought he had to set it straight.

"It's my fault," he began. "I shouldn't have― I shouldn't have left you back then. And I should've never left you with the divorce papers. I wasn't in the right mind."

You looked down, pondering his words. Sure, he wasn't in the right mind―but at one point, that was what he wanted.

It still made you a bit uncomfortable.

Megumi held your shoulders again, sincere eyes piercing into your heart. "I regret it all. I really do. If I could turn back the time, I wouldn't leave you as I did."

Your eyes widened, wonderstruck, when a tear trickled down his cheek.

"You stupid." He brought you into his arms then, voice thick with emotion. "I'm sorry― I'm sorry for making you feel that you are alone. I'm sorry for leaving you. But even so, please, do not ever, ever put yourself in that kind of danger again. If something happens to you, I―"

His body was now trembling, and you put your hands around him. "How... could you scare me like that...? H-how could you just leave me with that letter... and tell me not to find you? Don't you know how frightened I was...?"

You didn't really know what you were feeling right now, feeling the dampness in your shoulder as he cried for you. Touched, sad, happy―all these emotions swirled within you at the same time. But still, the irrefutable truth was...

You are in love with this man. You were sure of it.

But...

"Me...gumi..."

Almost faint, but he heard it. Your voice that he had missed so much. Megumi pulled away from you, searching your face, and greeted by your soft smile.

You reached out for him and wiped his tears with your thumb. "Don't... cry..."

"Ah..." He pulled you into his embrace again, this time tighter. He buried his face in your neck, the ache in his chest almost made him burst as he shook with tears. "I'm so... so glad...! Sena, I―I'm really glad you're s-safe..."

And you are glad that he is too. That he is this concerned about you. That he loves you still.

. . .

And in the weeks that followed, you really thought you could sweep it under the rug and forget everything.

You thought that you wouldn't want nothing more now that he was back to you, as yours. You thought you'd be content with everything, even if you had to pick up the shattered remains.

But that wasn't the case. Not really.

Because every now and then, you still remembered how you betrayed him, and also the searing ache of heartbreak of when he left you.

...and so long as you still felt this way, you thought, it would be hard for you to be truly live the happy life your mother had wished for you.

Something about you had changed.

Megumi supposed it was the effect of the trauma you had experienced, and so he never brought it up―it wouldn't be fair to compare the current you with the you before the incident.

You two were back to living in his apartment after you were discharged. Your voice had come back, although sometimes you still experienced trouble in speaking. But despite it all, Megumi didn't really care, he was ready to weather it all with you.

His sense of guilt intensified whenever he caught you touching your throat. Thoughts like "I should've been there." or "I should have never let her so unprotected" popped up in his head more often than he would have liked.

Both of you had gone back to the way it was supposed to be. Neither of you should have any prolonged worries... After all, Zen'in fiasco, from the unethical mass massacre and Naoya's doing afterwards, had been sorted out by Gojo― both of you were essentially free of them now.

So... why do you still look like you are on edge?

"I'll make breakfast today," he said on one morning after waking up. "Stay on the bed longer. I'll call you when it's ready."

You still looked positively sleepy as you pulled up the covers to your face and it warmed his heart. You were adorable, yawning and mumbling, "Thank you, Megumi."

He openly smiled, and went to the kitchen. A simple breakfast of beef and bacon would do, he concluded, and that was what he did. Afterwards, he did call and lead you to have breakfast with him.

You were still rubbing sleep off your eyes when he said it―

"Look, it's done―"

Suddenly you stiffened. Perhaps you were hypersensitive because it was still morning, but the way he said it reminded you of his words from that day.

“It’s done. We’re done. I don’t want to see you ever again.”

You tried not to let it show, as you sat in front of him. You really did, because Megumi seemed particularly happy this morning, you couldn't bear to burst his bubble.

"I personally prefer scrambled eggs over sunny side up, so that's what I made," he explained, motioning towards the plate with two servings of scrambled eggs with hints of a grimace. "Are you okay with it? Do you want me to make something else for you?"

"Ah, no, no... it's fine," you replied almost instantly, forcing a smile. "Thank you."

His lips curved into a gentle smile as he said, "You're welcome. Let me get that for you."

And that was when it happened. His hand brushed against yours―and in response, you retracted your hand away too quickly as if scalded.

Megumi was stunned. "Sena...?"

He looked at you, and noticed the faint tremor that passed through your body. In that moment, everything around him crashed once again.

Why?

"Are you..." he was almost in disbelief saying it. "...afraid of me?"

"Megumi― sorry," you blurted out, not looking at him. "I―I don't feel too well. I'll have breakfast later... I'll go lie down for a bit."

Before Megumi could respond, you had already risen and exited the dining room. Adding to the weight on his already heavy heart, you didn't head to your shared bedroom but instead, to your old bedroom from before you moved in with him.

Suddenly he felt hollow. Memories of the past months flooded into his mind like a fast-paced train wreck.

Leaving you. No contact at all. Finding you in that pool of blood.

Everything that happened then, both of you couldn't possibly pretend that any of them didn't exist. At least, not anymore.

It has been awkward few days ever since then.

This gnawing feeling inside you― the ache, it's still there. The guilt. The nightmare. It's still there. You just want all of them to disappear.

You love Megumi and you want nothing more than being with him. But at the same time, you don't want to be with him― not like this.

They said let bygones be bygones, but it was impossible for you to pretend you were content and everything was fine while you were haunted by the nightmares of the day you made that deal with Gojo and Megumi leaving you with nothing to say for yourself.

To be happy, you need a clean slate. Or at least a time for yourself to think it over.

And so you reflected hard on yourself. What you wanted for yourself, what you thought was best for both of you.

You felt bad for Megumi too. He was visibly shaken ever since that day, and yet you were only there, feeling numb and at a loss for words, only able to mutter nothing more than apologies.

In the end, it boils down to this. You couldn't run from it any longer. Even though it'd most definitely bring both of you pain and sadness, you very well know that if you survived this, then...

"Megumi, I'm sorry for... the other day."

A week later, on that particular evening, he had just returned from headquarters and you met him at the living room.

Megumi looked startled, before flashing you a warm smile. "Ah, that again? Don't worry, Sena. It's fine." Glancing at the clock, he turned back to you. "Oh, have you eaten yet? I bought takeout on the way home."

His smile looked off. You tried to push the uncomfortable feeling in your chest away.

You steeled yourself and looked at him right in the eyes. "Megumi, I... I want to talk to you. Can you... sit here with me?"

It was hard to pull this on him. Really, really hard. But you swallowed the weight and bit down your lip when he took a seat in front of you.

"What is it?" he inquired with concern. "Don't be that tense... you can talk to me about it, alright?"

So be it then.

"I... think we should consider having a divorce."

Megumi never imagined he would find himself confronted with this very question a second time.

His first reaction was a blink. Then his heart sank to the pit of his stomach. And then a frown, before he exhaled sharply―

"Why?" his voice came out way harsher than he intended. For the life of him, he didn't understand why. He felt hurt. So hurt, in fact, you had no idea. "What is it that you're feeling this time? Why did you never tell me before this?"

"I―" Your voice faltered, caught off guard, yet your sincere eyes remained steady. "I'll tell you now."

Megumi could see how strained you were. You were clearly trying hard to keep yourself together. He wanted to hug you, but not before you explained yourself.

"Megumi, first of all... I want you to know that I love you." Your voice began to tremble. "I love you... and I'm sorry for using you and taking advantage of your feelings. And I'm happy being with you... That hasn't changed."

"I know it already." He clenched his fists tightly, wiling the pounding of his heart at bay. "Then why―"

"I feel like we've been avoiding this, I don't know―I'm sorry. In the end, it's more of a me thing―it's not your fault at all."

Megumi closed his eyes, suddenly he felt overwhelmed by it all.

"This guilt I've been carrying with me... and you..." you took a sharp intake of breath. "Maybe something is wrong with me― I kept telling myself that now you're with me and everything will be okay... I tried to convince myself, but then I can't forget the way you look on that day―"

"If it's that, then I'm sorry―"

"No," you quickly interjected. "You had every right to be angry. I don't blame you for that, Megumi. I'm not upset, not anymore... the problem is... it doesn't make it any less hurt."

Those words suddenly seemed to ring in his ears.

A sob broke finally through your lips. "And s-so long as I'm still not over all of this... then I-I don't think I... ―we... can be truly happy together."

God, why must your fate be this complicated?

Your unholy matrimony was not expected but falling in love was a blessing, and still, you ended up hurting each other. If you still feel hurt, then the same also goes for him―he too still carries the guilt for letting you face Naoya alone, regardless of how the circumstances justified his actions.

Megumi gritted his teeth in frustration. "And so, you suggest that we're better off having a divorce?"

You cried a little harder, unable to give him an answer.

“Can’t I do anything to make it better for you?” Megumi felt like a knife just lodged itself in his chest as he looked at your tear-streaked face. “I’ll do anything—everything you want me to do, just not this—Sena, please—”

“I… w-want to be happy, Megumi,” you managed to say amidst tears. “As much as I love you… I also want to love myself too… just the w-way my mother wanted me to.”

His heart was crushed, hearing you.

“I want us… to m-meet again in better circumstances,” you forced out the words. “With no one to force us or make us choose anything… a day w-when… we can freely choose each other…”

“I’ll always choose you.” Megumi’s voice wavered as he held back his own tears. “You don’t need to wait for that because I always will.”

A tearful smile formed in your lips in response. “Thank you, but I just… want more t-time… for myself, Megumi. To sort my life—my f-feelings... and everything else out.”

He let out a grunt, as the first of his tears slid down his cheek, before he squeezed his eyes shut and covered them with his hand. Pain throbbed in his head and chest. It was too much.

“Do you…” is this it? is this how it ends? “Can you… at least tell me… what you’re going to do from now on?”

Before, when he asked you this, you had no answer for yourself. But this time, you didn’t flinch.

“I want to go back to Kyoto,” you immediately replied. “I… want to start anew there. And honestly… I don't want to continue doing jujutsu any longer so... I think I’ll start a new business to get by.”

A new start. Leaving jujutsu sorcery behind. That life honestly sounds so nice to Megumi’s ears too he was tempted to follow your footsteps.

“That’s good.” His voice was thick and heavy, and you were on the verge of sobbing once again. “That’s… really neat..."

He didn't want this. He couldn't bear to let you go. He was desperate to find a way to make you stay with him.

"Is this... really, truly what you want, Sena?"

You sniffled. "...Yes."

It seemed as though the knife in his chest had been twisted and made his insides bleed. He still couldn't make sense of it. His vision kept blurring with tears.

But ultimately... you have to be happy. After all of shitshows in this screwed up life you two share... you deserve to be happy the most.

It was difficult for him, it pierced through the most tender part within him to utter these words—

"Then... let's do it. If it's want you want and you're sure of it... then I'm willing to let you go." Lies. All of them. "Just… —please just be well. Don’t get sick, don’t stay up too late, and don’t push yourself too hard—”

Your sniffles turned into sobs.

“And— know that…” Megumi willed himself so that he wouldn’t break down in front of you completely, taking a deep breath. “I want only the best for you. I love you— that’s why.”

You were sobbing again then, utterly heartbroken. You felt really bad, and yet you knew this was necessary.

As your parting words, you just wanted him to know—

"Megumi... f-for everything these past eight months… thank you," you managed to say, your voice choked with tears. "I’ve been happy with you… and I... I don’t regret meeting you even for a moment."

The knowledge that you did feel that way was like a consolation for him. Megumi was thankful too that he had met you.

. . .

And just like that, in that winter, your divorce was finalized, and you moved to Kyoto.

Six months later

The idea of a fresh start seemed appealing. Living in Tokyo had become suffocating. She reckoned it was finally time to move forward and put everything to rest.

“Oh, Hana-chan! Where are you going?”

Kurusu Hana put her duffel bag on the floor, looking back to find an elderly woman—her neighbor in this apartment building, as she locked the door to her unit one last time.

“Ah, granny,” she greeted with a friendly smile. “You aren’t usually awake this early.”

“Nevermind that— are you moving out, Hana-chan?”

“Oh yeah… Granny, haven’t you heard? The landlady is about to double the pay rent. It’s too much for this shabby place. I don’t want to live here anymore.”

“Really?! That conniving woman… I’ll talk to my husband and find another place soon too!”

“Hehe, please do.”

“Best of luck for you, Hana-chan.” The granny said. “I’ll miss having hotpots with you... You have been a really bright presence here.”

Something inside Hana lurched at her kind words. “Ah… me too, granny. Please take care of yourself too…”

Someone would miss her even when she was gone. This notion, simple as it was, once seemed impossible to Hana. Living all alone by herself all her life, she had grown accustomed to such thoughts.

And in her first time falling in love too… the man in question didn’t even return her feelings back.

But as they said… life goes on. Even when Megumi never looked at her way, then it just meant that they were never meant to be. She couldn’t wallow in this ridiculous one-sided love forever.

“Yosh! Hana, it’s okay! It’s going to be fine!”

As she stepped outside, she realized that summer was here already. And with that she was even convinced— with the new season came a new beginning, and this time, she was determined to find her own happiness.

“Ahh! It’s hot!”

Yuji stretched his arms in the air, scrunching up his face as he had a look around him. “Kugisaki, do you have any idea where we’re going next? Seriously, I can’t with all this temples.”

Nobara threw him a dirty look. “You are so useless. The very least you can do is look at the maps.”

“Well, it’s too hot here! And these view of temples and shrines are giving me goosebumps—”

“Hey! What you said counts as blasphemy you know! Kyoto is cultural heritage!”

Yuji then looked around. “Come to think about it… Where’s Fushiguro? Wasn’t he with us after checking in the hotel just now?”

“Ah, he said he wanted to go out a bit before we go to the exorcism site… He didn’t say where though.”

“Wha? Wait, we can’t go without him!”

[Nov 21] Megumi: Sena, have you arrived safely? I hope you’re not having a rough time. If you do, you can tell me

[Nov 23] You: hi megumi! sorry for not replying—i’ve been so busy with moving in here, it’s been hectic. and yes, i’m good here! :)

[Nov 24] Megumi: That’s good then. Well, take care

[Dec 10] Megumi: I’ve heard there’s an earthquake in Kyoto. Are you alright?

[Dec 10] Megumi: If you see this… Please answer me. I’m worried

[Dec 10] You got 8 missed calls from Megumi

[Dec 10] Megumi: Are you hurt? I’m trying to find a bullet train ticket to Kyoto but none are available

[Dec 13] You: gosh i’m so sorry for answering now! it’s been chaotic. internet and electricity are affected by the damage :(

[Dec 13] You: but no worries! you don’t have to come here, megumi! i’m fine! i evacuated safely and my building is still standing!

[Dec 13] Megumi: That’s a relief… Do you need anything? I can get you some things. Bullet trains to Kyoto will run again tomorrow, I can go there

[Dec 13] You: no no! really, thanks, i’m totally okay! most of buildings here are earthquake-resistant so don’t worry!

[Dec 13] You: still, thank you for worrying about me, i really… really appreciate it

[Mar 15] Megumi: It's been a while. Have you been well?

[Mar 16] You: hiii megumi! haha, you don’t have to be that formal, really. it’s been good here. cherry blossoms have bloomed, they’re so pretty!

[Mar 16] You: what about you? are you busy these days?

You had left everything behind in Tokyo—your life as jujutsu sorcerer, tears, nightmares, and sadness, or as much of it as you possibly could, at the very least.

Starting over was hard. You almost regretted it several times especially when the lonely nights were too much for you, or when earthquake shook Kyoto and left you reeling.

But at the same time, it brought you satisfaction. When you successfully opened your own small cafe just last week, it felt like all your efforts had finally paid off.

It felt good to stand on your own two feet. To do things you want. With no one to dictate what you should do. By all means, this is the dream life you've wanted... you just wished that your mother could’ve seen this too.

Spending time for yourself has been healing. And life is far better here, but still...

You miss Megumi. How could you not, especially when he occasionally sent you a text? You were touched that he was still trying to stay in touch at all, and also how he showed his concern for your well-being.

But it was now May... and he hadn't replied to your text since March.

You tried to brush it off. After all you got the divorce for this very reason. You wanted to regain your sense of normalcy again— "normal" as in before everything went down with Zen'in mess.

But perhaps someday, when you're ready, if he would still have you... then maybe...

Brushing off your thoughts and maybe, longing, you left your phone to attend new patrons when the bell to your cafe jingled.

Unbeknownst to you, after unconsciously waiting for him this long, your phone buzzed and its screen lit up with new notifications—

[May 3] Megumi: Today, I'm in Kyoto

[May 3] Megumi: I miss you, Sena. I really do

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whats-it-mean · 7 months

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What having your very own Knight is for ☆

KNIGHTS x Reader (separate) saving you from a creep

A/N - celebrities and idols get harassed fairly often (sadly) so i felt like this made sense ^^ also im not very good at writing arashi or leo VERY SORRY il try to improve as i write more for Knights. Most of these can be read as platonic but Izumi and Ritsu’s parts are slightly more romantically-coded because… im down bad

TW - People who wont take no for an answer >:(

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Intro

You clenched your fist as you desperately tried to pull it away from the grasp of the person in front of you, who had grabbed you by the wrist to stop you from getting away.

“Let go of me-”

The person in front of you only scoffed, tightening their grip on your wrist before grinning down at you. You could feel your fight or flight response kicking in, and you mentally flipped through your options in that moment, before you snapped your head up at the sound of footsteps drawing near.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Leo Tsukinaga

You could barely process everything with how fast it happened, but suddenly you felt your wrist being released, and the next thing you could see was the well known King Leo, standing in front of you with an arm outstretched, his eyes narrowed in an uncharacteristically serious expression.

There was a moment of silence, Leo staring directly at the individual across from him, before breaking into a pout and placing his hands on his hips.

“That’s not very nice, ya know.” He huffed, taking a moment to glance over his shoulder towards you. “You okay?” You nodded, to which he properly turned around to face you, now completely ignoring your aggressor. “How could he!? Are you hurt? Here, we should go back to the Knights’ practice room…” He turned back around to face the other individual, who was watching, dumbfounded. “I’m not done with you, either! Hmmph. rude. What makes you think they’d even wanna hang around with a loser like you?”

You blinked at the boy’s antics, simply watching in awe as he continued to fire off insults and them, grinning slightly any time that they showed a reaction. After a moment, you heard a scoff and they simply turned and walked away, clearly upset.

Leo turned back to you. “Well! Now that that’s taken care of… Let’s go do something fun, ‘kay?”

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Arashi Narukami

It was as if the breath left your body as Arashi resorted to grabbing you carefully by the hand and glaring directly into the eyes of them, showcasing a surprising amount of strength as she pulled their hand away from your wrist without a word. She paused for a moment, giving them the dirties glare you had ever seen her give, so much so that you got shivers.

The moment she could, she turned on her heel and ushered you away in a rush, making sure to keep her touch on your hand gentle, her expression slightly anxious. The moment you two rounded the corner and she felt you were far enough away, she placed her hands on your shoulders.

“Are you alright? Did they hurt you?” She asked, voice pitched slightly higher than usual.

“I- Im fine.”

Arashi looked you up and down as if inspecting for ay sort of damage, glancing once around the corner once to make sure your aggressor was gone before leaning forward and bringing you into her arms, holding you as close to her as possible as if it would bring her some solace.

“I was so worried for you. Next time that happens, call me, okay?”

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Izumi Sena

“I said let go of---”

You were cut of by the undeniable feeling of Izumi’s arm wrapping around your shoulder, as without even sparing a glance behind you, you knew he wasn’t happy. At the sight of him, the person in front of you released your wrist instantaneously, and Izumi slowly stepped back, bringing you with him.

All the silver-haired boy did was sigh, holding you ever so slightly closer before finally averting his glare, which had been trained on your aggressor the whole time.

“You really shouldn’t touch what is’t yours.” He muttered, taking one moment to glance over the other’s figure- most likely to memorize their face in hopes of talking to them later, in private- before starting to walk away, arm still around your shoulder to assure you stayed by his side.

“You had me worried there, you know.” He huffed, glancng around like he was on edge. “It’s a good thing I’m here to keep you safe.”

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Ritsu Sakuma

All you could see when you looked up from the ground was the familiar white of Ritsu’s favorite sweater as he stood in front of you, reaching out a hand and giving a lazy shove to the person in front of him. Despite his usual tired way of going about things, you could sense how tensed up he was.

“Oi. Leave them alone.”

An immediate sense of safety washed over you, as you took a step forward to peek over his shoulder as he stared down at your now very nervous aggressor. He glanced in your direction for a moment, assuring himself that you were alright, before turning back.

“You know-” He let out a quick yawn. “Me and my brother are vampires. I wouldn’t suggest messing with people dearest to us” He narrowed his eyes at them for a moment, watching until they left in a hurry. Ritsu turned to you, almost immediately leaning onto you and closing his eyes once they were gone. “You okay?”

“Yeah- Thanks, Ritsu.”

“Any time. I can’t have you getting hurt, now can I?”

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Tsukasa Suou

You could tell when he stepped protectively in front of you that Tsukasa was nervous, but he stood his ground nonetheless, keeping up his chivalrous nature. He kept his chin tilted upwards, attempting with as much confidence as he could muster to look like he wasn’t anxious.

“You need permission to touch someone.” He said, voice sharp as he stood there, staring down at your aggressor.

They opened their mouth to say something, most likely some sort of shitty comeback, but you didn’t really hear as your mind was still struggling to catch up to you- all you could really focus on was how thankful you were that Tsukasa had arrived to save you. And the fact that he was trying so hard to appear strong for you- it was adorable.

You could sense Tsukasa falter at their comment, but he maintained his disposition. He muttered some sort of threat regarding ‘The student council president’, and they finally gave up and left. The moment they were out of earshot, Tsukasa let out a sigh of relief and turned to you, fawning over you in a rather panicked manner until you assured him you were fine and they hadn’t done anything.

“God… I’m so glad you’re safe. I’m not sure if I’d forgive myself otherwise.”

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── End

#Knights #knights enstars #tsukasa suou #leo tsukinaga #arashi narukami #sena izumi #ritsu sakuma #knights x reader #ritsu sakuma x reader #leo tsukinaga x reader #arashi narukami x reader #izumi sena x reader #tsukasa suou x reader #ensemble stars x reader #enstars x reader #enstars #ensemble stars

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poetryandfluffycats · 2 months

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Just one time~

A/N: I'm working on requests I swear I just found this in my drafts and felt the need to post🤍

Pairing: Izumi Sena x fem!reader

Warnings: very suggestive, dub-con, izumi is a bitch, mentions of makoto, yandere themes, biting, established friendship

Content: Izumi is your friend, a close friend, he'd never do anything to hurt you. You hardly even notice when he starts getting a bit too close for comfort.

Words: 1.5k

Oneshot under cut!

It started out slow. So slow you didn't realize what was happening.

You'd see Izumi in the halls. He'd greet you and you'd greet him. He'd ask how you were, you'd ask how he was.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Then the texts came.

"How was your day?" "Are you busy" "Do you wanna hang out?"

Still normal, still friendly. You were always happy to talk to one of Yumenosakis top models, so you'd answer him.

"it was good" "nope, not busy" "yeah, sure:)"

You'd hang out together. He'd take you out to lunch, or shopping, or he'd invite you back to his dorm to watch a movie. It was always a good time, you'd always have fun.

Sometimes his hands would linger on you, or his hugs would last longer than needed, but you just wrote it off as him being affectionate. Maybe he was this touchy-feely with all his friends? You preferred over him being rude and unpleasant towards you, like he was to most people, so you never said anything.

Besides, what was the worst that could happen?

Soon, his texts started to become more frequent.

"i'm bored, wanna come over?" "did you see the photos from my shoot?" "are you awake? i cant sleep"

Still, you didn't mind.

He was charming, kind and fun to be around. He had such a way with words that could make any girl swoon. It was hard not to blush at how much attention he was giving you. And also hard not to notice how mind-blowingly atractive he was.

He was everything a guy should be and more.

And he seemed to like you alot.

So, you kept texting him. You'd always say yes to his invitations. You were happy to oblige, happy to ignore the lingering touchs and longing looks, and you quickly found Izumi becoming one of your best friends.

It wasn't until the texts started to become more forward that you started to notice something wrong.

"mao and kuro are out, come see me;)" "wish u were here" "are u alone right now?"

They were... odd, to say the least. But once again, you tried to write it off as Izumi just being Izumi. He was always flirtatious, but there was no way these texts meant anything right? After all, he was in love with Makoto Yuuki, right?

Right?

...

"can u come over? so lonely:("

You were about to reply when another text popped up.

"need u here"

Your heart fluttered at the message, you couldn't tell whether it was from excitement or uneasiness. He needed you. You were wanted, that was a good thing, right? You had gone over to his dorm at night many times before, even slept over before, surely this time wouldn't be any different.

Not giving yourself any more time to dwell on your doubts, you typed out a response.

"on my way"

...

The walk to Izumis dorm was a long one, since he lived on the top floor, but thankfully it gave you enough time to compose yourself and beat down that growing feeling of anxiety in your stomach. There was nothing weird about wanting to spend time with a friend, that's all he wanted to do. Hang out, watch a movie, talk late into the night then go to bed. Just an ordinary sleepover. He would never try and...

No, it was wrong to think that. You shook the thought out of your head, quickening your pace. He wouldn't do that, not to you.

Not to a friend.

The anxiety didn't stop however, even as you stood in front of Izumis door. Your hand trembled as you raised it to knock on the door, and you let out a surprised yelp when it opened almost immediately. Almost as if he had been waiting right by it.

Izumi stood leaning against the door frame, his usual smirk playing on his lips. "I was starting to think you wouldn't come," His eyes scanned up and down your body and his smile grew wider, "you look nice"

"Oh, uh, thank you..." You mumbled, feeling your cheeks flush red. It wasn't like you had gotten dressed up to see him or anything, just wearing a plain crop top and sweatpants set, but if he thought you looked nice then it must have been true. Izumi did have pretty high standards of woman after all.

"Are you going to come in? Mao and Kuru are out, so we have the whole dorm to ourselves... its quite romantic, don't you think?" He winked at you, the redness in your cheeks intensifying under his gaze.

You took a step into the dorm, forcing a smile and giving the silver haired male a playful nudge on the shoulder. "If you wanted romantic you should've invited Yukki-kun over, not me" You teased, trying to lighten the atmosphere as much as humanly possible.

"Well, I didn't" The playful tone in Izumis voice was suddenly replaced by a more serious one, his smirk falling and curling down into a frown. He stepped in front of you, effectively trapping you between himself and the wall and blocking you from going further into the dorm.

You swallowed. His perfume was strong and intoxicating, clouding your senses. He smelt so good...

"I invited you, so lets not talk about Yukki-kun, alright?" He rested his forehead against yours, brushing a stray strand of hair behind your ear. His voice dropped down to a whisper, hot breath fanning over your lips, "How about we just focus on each other, huh?"

You knew where this was headed, and you hated it.

"S-Sena, please" You whimpered, pressing your hands flat against his chest in a feeble attempt to push him off. However, he refused to move, his hands snaking down your body to firmly grasp your hips and pull you flush against him.

Izumi hummed, ignoring the discomfort in your voice and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply, "So annoying... god you smell good, its driving me crazy..."

Panic began to rise in your stomach again, the earlier feeling of unease from your walk here returning on full blast. He wasn't stopping. Why wasn't he stopping? You pushed at this chest again, harder this time, but he didn't even budge an inch. He simply chuckled, tightening his grip on your hips to the point where it was almost painful.

You needed to get out of there somehow. You couldn't let him take advantage of you. Not like this.

"Please Sena! You're scaring me-AuGH!-"

Your plead was cut short as a pair of teeth sunk deep into your neck, mere centimetres away from your pulse point. In fact, if he moved any closer he'd be ripping your throat out. The message was clear.

Shut up and stay still, or else.

"If you really care about me, you'll let me do this" He whispered, retracting his teeth from your neck and soothing the bruising mark with his tongue, "Don't you care about me? Don't you trust me?"

"Of course I-I care about you, you're my best friend! Its just-"

"Just what? Are you really that selfish? I need this! Just let me have you goddammit! I need you!"

You gasped at the outburst, the panic that had been bubbling in your chest finally exploding as tears began to run down your cheeks. Izumi had never raised his voice at you before, he never shouted at you. And it terrified you.

Noticing the tears on your cheeks, his grip on you softened, his previous look of hunger and lust turning into one of guilt and shame. He took a step away, running his hands through his hair and sighing heavily.

"Shit, (name), I'm so sorry, please don't cry" He reached out to grab your hands, bringing them to his chest, "I shouldn't have yelled, I know you're scared but... please... I need this, I need you to trust me"

You stared down at your hands on his chest, a small part of you finding the gesture oddly comforting. Maybe this was how things were meant to be? Even after his outburst, he was so calm in his tone. So sure of himself, so sure of what he was saying even if it did sound obscene. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all? Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to help him out.

What type of best friend doesn't help her best friend out when he needed it?

You meet his gaze. He was so desperate, so vulnerable, so lustful. It was a look you'd only ever seen him direct at Makoto, the man he supposedly loved with all his heart, yet here he was using it towards you.

It confused you.

Why was he looking at you like that when he was meant to be in love with Makoto?

But that didn't matter in this moment, not to Izumi at least. All that mattered was him getting what he wanted, and what he wanted was you.

"Just one time right? That's all you need?" You mumbled, your voice barely audible.

He nodded eagerly, that oh so familiar smirk returning to his lips, "Of course, one time. I'll never ask again, I promise"

You bit your lip, thinking over the situation just one more time. It was just one time, one time then he'd go back to Makoto and then things would go back to normal, right? One time...

"O-okay, you can have me"

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstars #enstars x reader #ensemble stars oneshot #oneshot #izumi sena x reader #izumi sena #izumi sena enstars #knights x reader #yandere enstars

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kankuroplease · 18 days

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can you, make a Hc for Mika please, an uchiha inozuka man, mid-length hair, wild claw eyes, ringtones?! give it to me and I love it! 😭 another crush that doesn't exist lol 🤧

Wolfgang never heard her curse his name the way Ringo did the day the triplets born

Mika was a massive baby, literally the biggest baby Ringo ever had to birth and she swore he was their last kid

Despite the rough birth and agonizing last trimester, the triplets were relatively easy babies

All upsets were usually fixed by put them next to each other, although Wolfgang worried that Mika was too big and active to sleep next to his siblings

He looked about 3 months older and acted that way too given he could hold his head up and roll over before Leonie and Sena

But Ringo insisted Mika wouldn’t hurt his siblings and she was right

Leonie would accidentally yank his hair and cry but he never retaliated (he did cry until they got him free though) and Sena would suck on his cheek sometimes and he just allowed it

As the triplets aged, Mika was clearly the gentler of the bunch

He was also Ringo’s Mama’s boy, making sure to give her a hug everyday before he did anything else

He also went to her for comfort whenever he had a scraped knee or any other pain and she had no problem with it (he baby 🥹)

Even when Sena mocked him for being so needy and whining to mom over “nothing”

A lot of Fredericks friends thought he was the same age as them because he was almost the same height as the older boys

His dad often joked that his big appetite was going to leave the family broke because Mika really could eat a lot

He just didn’t seem to put on any weight

Despite knowing Sena would insult him or possibly harm him if he was in a foul mood, Mika still tried to get Sena to play with him and Leonie because it made him happy when they all got along

Even if he did end up fighting with his triplet, he never told on him and would just claim any injury was an accident

When they grew out of that phase, Mika didn’t hold any grudges against his brother

He was given his father’s last wolf pup as his companion

He was much too happy to finally be able to have one on one conversations with his brother

He wrote to grandmother Sumi a lot and looked forward to hearing from her. She even sent him some hair pins after he asked her if she could send him something she really liked

Grandmother Ebba always brought him around the Inuzuka’s to brag about how cute and big he was

Asahi taught him some self defense techniques

Kuri always brushed his hair out of his face and let him sleep next to her when he had nightmares

He often got stuck posing for Leonie for hours when she got into portraits

He didn’t really mind but the chickens didn’t like having to be held for long periods of time

If he was getting into trouble, it was definitely because he listened to Sena

He was still regarded as the family cry baby and took up the habit of going off to cry as he didn’t want anyone knowing he was crying

It was during one of those times of crying in the woods that he heard someone sobbing MUCH louder than himself

When he went to investigate, he found a girl whaling

He tried to ask if she was lost just shook her head and didn’t say anything else

he sat with her and sung her a song his mom always sang him to cheer him up until she calmed down

When she finally stopped crying, he learned she was an orphan was left with some nuns in town

She was worried her uncle wasn’t coming back, meaning she’d have no more family

And Mika being Mika told her if that happens, he’ll be her family. He’s got a pretty big family and most of his siblings like him, so he was sure he was fit for the role

He introduced her to his siblings and friends so she wouldn’t feel so lonely the next day

And like clockwork, every other day, he’d show up to get her to go play with the others

Mika ignored when the others would tease them about being “in love” because they were always together, but Sofi would it upset and run off

Which made him lecture his other friends about upsetting her so (and made them tease him more about defending his “girlfriend” like some knight)

They’d make different origami designs with Kuri’s help. Sofi always wanted to trade Leonie for one of her red origami pieces

Napping under trees with the other kids after long days of playing

He looked forward to seeing her as she was fun to be around

Once they entered their preteens, the nuns didn’t appreciate them spending too much time together alone and so, he was forced to see less of her

His parents thought this was ridiculous (some of their other kids they might understand, but Mika? The boy was very pure hearted) and gave him task as close to the orphanage as possible so the kids could still see each other occasionally

But even that got completely forbidden after they caught Mika cleaning the blood off her scraped knee with his mouth

That was the last time Mika saw his friend and rumors flew about them sending her away to become a nun too

He so, he still made sure to leave a red paper crane for her on her birthday on the steps of the orphanage just in case she could somehow get it

Years later, when he was about to leave her birthday gift as usual he was caught off guard by the door opening

Sofi greeted him as if no time had passed at all and remarked he looked exactly how she remembered him

Turns out those nuns really did send her off, not to a nunnery like the rumors said, but a college (that might as well had been one)

She was set to be the towns new school teacher

He missed most of what she was saying from his heart racing from his joy of seeing her smile again

He ended up blurting out tmi to try and catch Sofi up on his life quickly (he’s a craftsman, he still helps out with his mom and dad,he got a weird rash a few summers ago but it cleared up, etc.)

Sofi giggled and told him to take a deep breath

hugging for a while before she took her crane, thanked him, and told him they’d have all the time in the world catch up but it was getting late

After that day, the two picked up back where they left off in closeness

He loved getting to spend time with her again

But Sofi definitely made things hard (pun intended)

It didn’t help that she didn’t set any boundaries with him

They weren’t kids anymore, so her cuddling up next to him under the trees and propping her head on his chest felt more intimate

Her still singing the songs he taught her when they were younger made him feel so special

Her soft curves he could just make out when she wore lighter clothes made his mouth water

Her sweet smile, wide hips, and thick thighs guest starred in his dreams and his days difficult

He already knew he was in trouble because his father and older brothers warned him about those Inuzuka like responses when there was an attraction to another

And it’s not like he never had a crush on anyone, he had several

This just felt more intense. irresistible even

And it didn’t help she was naturally good with kids. It made it easy to imagine her as being the mother of his children

Asahi gave him pitying looks when he came across the two. Mika’s pupils blown as Sofi linked arms with him

Kuri was no help as she often went on about how Sofi looked good in this or that

Frederick was generally just shocked that Mika was a virgin. Sure he’s the most timid out of them all and the women around them liked bulkier men, but not even just the tip? Wild

Leonie could tell he was craving Sofi and took to teasing him about needing to stake his claim before the nuns make her into one of them

Elke had a good amount of suitors both Inuzuka and non-Inuzuka chasing after her and she would fish through her love letters to find ones to tell him to act more like (and who not to act like)

Arashi wrote him a letter of telling him where to dig for a ring he’d buried last time he was in town and wished his big brother luck. He always liked Sofi and thought a Claddagh ring would suit her/their relationship well

His father told him to just ask the girl out

His mom kept inviting her to dinner to try and get the ball rolling for them

He tried to ignore the butterflies and bite his tongue about asking the cheesy question of she remembered he offered to make her his family

Instead choosing to let it run it’s course hoping it would die down naturally

Which was a good plan, a great plan even. But he really couldn’t tell her to leave his home in the middle of a bad storm

And it made sense to share a blanket for warmth

It wasn’t a big deal 🤡

Come the second day, they did get a bit carried away with drinking and play fighting because they’re both very ticklish

And Sofi jokingly bit his shoulder to get him back in some way (because he had her pinned by the waist) making him groan and jump off her

She apologized for the bite and he apologized for not stopping sooner but instead she didn’t have to apologize

After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, Mika joked that maybe they’ve been hanging around each other too much if she’s starting to behave like an Inuzuka

And the look on her face of disappointment made him panick and stumble over his words

He loved having her around and even his family liked having her around.. She could even move into his place if she wanted to and they could be together forever

“Is that a promise or a proposal, Mika”

The most desperate “I love you” slipped out honestly before he could stop himself

Sofi kissed the tip of his nose and said she’d waited so long for him to love her back that it feels surreal hearing it

Mika swore he’d say it as many times as it took for her to believe him

After that stormy confession, the two decided to tell his family that they wanted to get married

And without any objections, they were able to do after Arashi and Sena came back~

It took him a while to stop blushing when he said his wife and Sofia’s students found it funny to pick on him about it

But nothing could ruin his happiness when he saw her

#ask #kpz naruto founder au #Wolfgang x Ringo #tw suggestive #my art #knfau 🖼️

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freisende · 2 months

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Memories Selection: Checkmate Episode 5 - 孤独な玉座 (The Lonely Throne) English Translation - Ensemble Stars

Provided by Happy Elements, あんスタチャンネル on Youtube

Ensemble Stars Memories Selection: Checkmate 『チェックメイト』 Adapted from Ensemble Stars! Story: Checkmate Written by: 日日日 (Akira) English Translation: Freiya

*All copyrights of the stories, scene pictures and writings, all belong to Happy Elements. I only translated the scenes into English to help overseas fans understand the dialogues. I do not own any copyrights other than the English Translation*

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Izumi: You’re late, Leo-kun!

Izumi: It's basic to be on time, right? Don’t you lack the sense of being the leader?

Leo: Ahaha~! Sorry, sorry. You know… in truth, just now I was negotiating a bit with the unit we’re supposed to be facing off.

Eichi: Negotiate…?

Izumi: *Izumi takes a walk forward* …Now that I think about it, not even one of them has shown up yet, have they? Well, they don’t even have the will to do their activities from the start. So I thought they don’t intend to participate in the rehearsal, and will just go straight directly in the real live, though?

Leo: Hm. They’re really like that, huh? Recently, I have finally understood. Everyone, all of them, I thought they’re my lovely friends. But I wonder what they think? I was thinking; do they also think of me as a precious being, like Sena do? I was very curious about this as of late. That’s why the other day, I had Mama[1] help me negotiate, and I directly faced the former member of Chess regarding this one-on-one. I’m also a boy, so I’m worthless if I am always just being protected by Sena, right?

Izumi: *Izumi puts a confused expression while looking at Madara*

…What do you mean?

Madara: Hmm… let’s hear it directly from Leo himself, okay?

Izumi: …

*Everyone is silent and hear Leo’s explanation deeply*

Leo: …I went all around and asked everyone. I asked them, “What do you think of me? What am I to you?” They gave me various answers. But there is not much meaning in words. “A friend. A comrade, I love you”, you can say anything with your mouth, right?

That’s why I narrowed it to choices.

Izumi: …Choices?

Leo: Yup. Me, or the songs I composed. I made them choose. If they like me, regard me as a friend, and still want to be friends with me, I won’t let them use my songs anymore. But if they choose to be my enemies, I will let them use my songs just like always up to now. When I presented them with those choices, Sena, what do you think happened there?

Leo: Everyone, without any hint of hesitation, with smiling expression on their faces, they directly choose to be my enemies! Ahahahahahaha! Laughable, right, Sena? What they love isn’t me, but my songs! Well, that’s obvious though, because I’m a genius! The songs I made are great masterpieces! Ahahahaha, ahahaha! Hey, Sena, Tenshi, it was steeped in my mind that I was loved. I thought I had spent my youth well happily with these friendful comrades.

Leo: But, it was just me being mistaken by myself! Ahahahahaha, ahahahahahaha, ahahahaha, ahaha!

Izumi: Leo-kun, well…!

Leo: No, wait a moment, Sena! Hear me out! *Leo holds out his hand to Izumi* Starting this point is the climax masterpiece! I said just now that I was negotiating, right? I don’t want them to ruin and make a mess of the live that Sena and everyone else has been preparing well for, so I thought it would be best for them to just back off if they don’t want to do it!

***

–Flashback to the scene of Leo negotiating before–

Chess’ former member A: Don’t stand on today’s checkmate stage?

Leo: Yup. You would still get the pay. Not a bad deal, right?

Chess’ former member B: Okay~! I’ll ride that big negotiation deal.

Leo: …I see…

Chess’ former member C: Yeah. Even if we face off, we can’t win against you guys.

Chess’ former member D: If we don’t need to stand on stage but still get paid, that way definitely would be better for us too.

Chess’ former members: Ahahahahahaha.

Leo: …In truth, I was hoping that they would reject this negotiation. I wanted to explode, “Don’t be ridiculous!”, I wanted to beat and mess them up!

…Hey. what’s up with those guys? Are they really idols? For what purpose do they live? Isn’t it to do their best in things they like in their life?

Izumi: Leo-kun… *Izumi reaches out for Leo’s shoulders*

Leo: …Sena, this is your fault, you know!

Izumi: …Huh?

Leo: You’re the first person I met in this school. You’re the guy that I got close to and you always do your best. That’s why I thought everyone else was like that too…! Idols are amazing, and if it’s here I can definitely make friends. It made me believe that it would be like that, I was made to believe that things were like that. That’s why! Everything, all of it is your fault, Sena!

Izumi: …Why…*Izumi backs off* …Why is it my fault, Leo-kun…?

Madara: …. *Madara looks quietly at them*

***

–Madara calls Izumi out to the archery club’s practice field to talk–

Izumi: …Mikejima, what is it that you need to talk about? It’s about time for the stage to start, I need to do my makeup, change my clothes… I’m busy, though.

Madara: Hm. I thought that you needed to know, see. So I thought of telling you quietly, you know?

Izumi: …Haa?

Madara: On that day, I was passing by this archery club’s practice field. And I heard the voice of a cat crying inside, as if asking for help. I entered here, and I witnessed that appearance of Leo-san.

*Little John meows*

Leo: Hm~♪ Hm~♪ Hm~♪ Hm~♪ *Leo sings a melody*

Madara: …! *Madara was surprised and hurried to rush inside, but stop in the middle of the way, while gritting his teeth*

With the flowing blood from his broken right hand as a writing tool, Leo-san was writing music scores, and composing a song with his blood. While crying, he was saying this:

Leo: I’m happy…! This is the first time I’m feeling such pain! What a fortunate moment, ahahaha! Ah, it’s flowing, it’s flowing here…! Inspiration! Ahahahaha…!

Madara: I rushed to the infirmary to call for help, but when I came back, Leo-san was gone.

Izumi: I see.

(So after that, he came to my place, in the practice room…)

Madara: I investigated, and finally I got it. This place has become a kind of hanging out place for delinquents and those bad guys with no ethic, you see?That day too, they played and did bad things to the cat that got lost here. It’s a very disgusting, bad story, though. They used lighters to burn it, used arrows to hurt it. That was how it came to Leo-san trying to stop them using his body. And the result of it, was like that. The delinquents got scared and they ran off, apparently. Then that’s how I found out. When I saw that appearance of Leo-san, I was too shocked. I thought, perhaps because of the unbearable pain, something has gone off in Leo-san’s head. But the truth, it was not like that.

Madara: Leo-san was trying his best desperately in telling himself: “It’s no one’s fault. This is not a tragedy. If else, I’m feeling happy. Using this experience, I can write out a great masterpiece!” That’s what he must have thought in his head.

Izumi: …That guy… Leo-kun is… an idiot with a good heart of a person, so something like hating other people– he can’t truly hate anyone from the bottom of his heart. And that’s why in Chess, he’s being used delightly by other people.

Madara: Hm. If you have comprehended that much, then I would like for you to watch for Leo-san carefully, closely by his side. That child is fragile. I am trying my best as his friend, but I can’t always remain by his side to watch him. But you, you’re his comrade and his equivalent, aren’t you? So I’m begging you. Please don’t make that good child unhappy.

Izumi: …Even if you told me that…! I am just a fellow unit member… not his family, or even a friend. I’m busy with myself already and have other things to fulfil. I can’t take care of each and every one of his problems.

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–Back in the auditorium, audiences have begun to gather to watch the stage–

Leo: Aah Sena~! Se~na, just where have you gone off to? The audiences have entered and gathered here, you know!

Arashi: Hey, hey, Izumi-chan. All the members of our opposing units have surrendered, right? Then, you don’t need extra helping members, right? *Arashi looks at Ritsu*

Ritsu: Um. *Ritsu nods his head at Arashi*

Izumi: *Izumi looks around*…Where are Tenshouin and Aoba?

Leo: They have gone back! I asked them to. I’m the leader, you see. I have that much of an authority, right?

Ritsu: Well, us too…

Arashi: Can go back home, right?

Leo: No! You guys should go sing. From what I’ve seen you guys are pretty good. I’m also curious and want to see how your singing voice sounds!

Arashi: Oh my…

Ritsu: …Eehh?

Leo: It’s time to take off! Let’s go, Sena! *Leo stands up and approaches Izumi* What should I do?

Izumi: …even if you tell me what…?

Leo: I’m stupid, so I can’t figure it out by myself. You’re smart, so you should think it out, and tell me what I should do. I will make your dream come true.

Leo: As Knights, together with me.

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Translator’s notes:

[1] Leo calls Madara with his unique abbreviated name, “Mama” from MikejiMA MAdara.

Note: This episode made me sob so much omg it hurts, Leo-kun!😭

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Being the producer of his first solo song

kasumi: im on my writing spree again. sena is the first target sorry:3

reader: (gn) ; requested: nope ! ; proofread: cari ; type: headcannon (w/ lil scenes) ; wc: 333 ; era: !!

summary: You were the music producer in charge of Izumi Sena, a member of the popular unit Knights. Sena is a blunt and straightforward person, but over time, his carefully constructed facade began to crumble as he became more comfortable with you. Despite his tough exterior, Sena harbors self-doubt about his solo songs, which he is hesitant to admit.

Izumi Sena 📷

When you heard that you're the one who'll produce the first album of one of the members from the popular unit— Knights, you can't help but feel nervous. (honestly, who wouldn't?)

The moment you saw Izumi, you can't help but fall in love with his handsome and pretty face, but when he talked and his personality was shown, you were horrified and nervous of his blunt personality. But you guessed that's probably what happens when you belong to a popular unit. Oh, the facade of each idol..

The production of the single solo album was going pretty smoothly, having been in charge of the proper instrumental, timing, tempo and the vocal pitches of the song as well as the proper vocal ranges of Izumi's voice.

At first, you can't happen to approach Izumi, at all! He looks way too focused on his job, but as time passes by, you slowly warmed up and got accustomed to his personality and his usual traits of being serious and blunt. But a few days later, Izumi also began to get used to you, just a tinyyyy bit.

“Yeah, yeah, I'll work on my pitches next time..” Izumi muttered, without giving any attention or looking your way. As he drank his water, you can't help but notice that his voice was a little bit shaky the way he said it. Was he tired from the practices? Most probably.. You didn't give much attention to it, though.

One time, while arriving early at the studio, you glanced at the dressing room. Only to see Izumi gripping the chair hard while he stares at himself in the mirror. You can see that he looks like he's in pain and misery, hearing a few curses under his breath. You tried to approach him, but he immediately went back to his facade, “It's none of your business! Prepare the instrumental version of my solo, I wanna hear it." in a harsh and demanding tone, changing the topic of the conversation. You didn't try to talk and pry more into it, as he might get uncomfortable. After all, you were just his producer. You can't help but worry about him, though..

You somehow finally realized when he opened up to you about his problems after taking weeks of trying to hide it-- that Izumi had lots of uncertainty to his solo, thinking that he's probably better if he's with the other Knights members. You can't believe that under the tough and blunt facade, he had been going through lots of self doubt and anxiety, thinking that maybe he just didn't agree on the contract of making a solo song for himself.

But, you proved him to be wrong! Absolutely wrong!! You tried your best to comfort him and tell him that he's better and that he should have more confidence just as what his personality truly is. After talking with him for a few minutes, he thanked you for being there for him and he's grateful. Just a little bit.

“...Thanks, I guess, for listening to me.. I'll try to have more faith in myself, producer. You're a great friend outside work premises.” Your heart sort of broke, when he only sees you as a friend, to you who developed a romantic attraction to him over the weeks of being with him.

Once the solo was released and your contract with him is finally over, you can't help but feel defeated at the sight of him with his unit members and the glasses guy from Trickstar— Makoto, who you presumed. He's more happy around them and it feels like you're only a nobody for him.

Well, it's the bitter truth. It's just a contract, once the contract ends, you'll cut ties with him and probably never talk to him ever again.

Unbeknownst to you, Izumi still has this kind of hesitancy, but this time, it's more different.. He's having self-doubt and insecurity not on the solo song he released, but on how he can confess to you. With the confidence and blunt personality he usually puts up with everyone. But when it comes to you, it easily shatters.

What have you done to him?

#ensemble stars #enstars #ensemble stars x reader #anime and manga #kasumi writes ♪#izumi sena x reader #sena izumi #sena izumi x reader #knights enstars #enstars knights #anime

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celepom · 4 months

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FAVOURITE GRAPHIC NOVELS OF 2023

The Infinity Particle - By Wendy Xu

In this gorgeous graphic novel by Wendy Xu, co-creator of the award-winning Mooncakes, a young inventor falls for a lifelike AI and confronts questions of freedom and autonomy. Clementine Chang moves from Earth to Mars for a new start and is lucky enough to land her dream job with Dr. Marcella Lin, an Artificial Intelligence pioneer. On her first day of work, Clem meets Dr. Lin’s assistant, a humanoid AI named Kye. Clem is no stranger to robots��she built herself a cute moth-shaped companion named SENA. Still, there’s something about Kye that feels almost too human. When Clem and Kye begin to collaborate, their chemistry sets off sparks. The only downside? Dr. Lin is enraged by Kye’s growing independence and won’t allow him more freedom. Plus, their relationship throws into question everything Clem thought she knew about AI. After all, if Kye is sentient enough to have feelings, shouldn’t he be able to control his own actions? Where is the line between AI and human? As her past and Kye’s future weigh down on her, Clem becomes determined to help him break free—even if it means risking everything she came to Mars for.

Not Sew-Wicked Stepmom - By i r u, Yir, Mo9Rang

Once upon a time, there was a lovely young princess who suffered under her cruel stepmother…that is, until a children’s clothing designer is reborn as the evil stepmother! All the new Queen Abigail Friedkin wants to do is dote on the adorable Princess Blanche and give her the happy childhood she deserves. The problem is, the previous Abigail has garnered a reputation for being extremely jealous and materialistic—and to top it off, her smile is the stuff of children’s nightmares! Will Abigail be able to convince her stepdaughter that she might not be so wicked after all?

(TW, childhood SA of the main male lead)

Until I Love Myself: The Journey of a Nonbinary Manga Artist

A bravely blunt autobiography about confronting the tangled traumas of gender dysphoria and workplace sexual harassment. Nonbinary manga artist Poppy Pesuyama is excited when forms offer the option to choose “neither” for gender and thrilled about their new job working as an assistant for mangaka X! But then he sexually harasses them, treating them first like a girl and then like something less than human. It only lasts a few months, but in some ways it never ends. Born into a body they hate and still reeling from the abuse they faced seven years ago, Pesuyama begins to rail at their past, their friends, and even their mother as they try to come to terms with who they are and what happened to them.

Belle of the Ball - By Mari Costa

High-school senior and notorious wallflower Hawkins finally works up the courage to remove her mascot mask and ask out her longtime crush: Regina Moreno, head cheerleader, academic overachiever, and all-around popular girl. There’s only one teensy little problem: Regina is already dating Chloe Kitagawa, athletic all-star…and middling English student. Regina sees a perfectly self-serving opportunity here, and asks the smitten Hawkins to tutor Chloe free of charge, knowing Hawkins will do anything to get closer to her. And while Regina’s plan works at first, she doesn’t realize that Hawkins and Chloe knew each other as kids, when Hawkins went by Belle and wore princess dresses to school every single day. Before long, romance does start to blossom…but not between who you might expect. With Belle of the Ball, cartoonist Mariana Costa has reinvigorated satisfying, reliable tropes into your new favorite teen romantic comedy.

The Princess and the Grilled Cheese Sandwich - By Deya Muniz

Lady Camembert wants to live life on her own terms, without marriage. Well, without marrying a man, that is. But the law of the land is that women cannot inherit. So when her father passes away, she does the only thing she can: She disguises herself as a man and moves to the capital city of the Kingdom of Fromage to start over as Count Camembert. But it’s hard to keep a low profile when the beautiful Princess Brie, with her fierce activism and great sense of fashion, catches her attention. Camembert can’t resist getting to know the princess, but as the two grow closer, will she able to keep her secret? A romantic comedy about mistaken identity, true love, and lots of grilled cheese.

#book rec #book recs #graphic novel #manga #comic #romance #scifi #romantic comedy #autobio #slice of life #fantasy #isekai

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dexalyys · 10 months

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0K HII!!! Y0UR ART STYLE IS S0 C00L AND Y0U ARE A HUGE INSP0 F0R ME !! H0W DID Y0U FIND Y0UR STYLE? LIKE WHAT MADE Y0U DECIDE UR STYLE WAS WHAT U WERE G0ING F0R? (s0rry if I s0und weird im n0t g00d at talking ): )

UHHH HONESTLY IDK ??? it’s always changed and warped over the years i sorts just add to it what i think looks good at the time ? most of my inspirations as of lately that have affected my style are sena and neil (no idea what their @s are now), kiana mai @kianamaiart, vik @reviked and zee @treehairr — i generally just steal bits and pieces of their styles that i like and add it to mine, but sometimes my style will just morph on its own i guess ? it typically happens when i get into a new media or make a new oc , since it means my style has to adjust to accomodate for the unfamiliar designs. my latest example of this is rysparks 🫶 ⭣⭣⭣

never drawn sparks before and ryan just got a redesign soooo l’l of this is unfamiliar territory. this is the first sketch i’ve done of them both that i’m actually completely happy with ^_^ that’s a bit off topic from the q but my point is i didn’t really Decide on a style i guess ? i hop from inspiration to inspiration and my style fluctuates with me as i go; it’s always just been pretty fluid i suppose.

for some comparison, here’s something i drew when i first got into tmc, vs it’s redraw from literally only two months later ⭣

like what on earth even happened there . if i redrew this again again it would look completely different again (which . is tempting…………)

#asks #rysparks cameo #my actual answer is i never know what i’m doing #if something looks good i keep it #if it doesn’t i replace it with something else #shrug emoji #ie the way i draw face shapes now i just stole from sena

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hitsuyou-fukaketsu · 2 years

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Hope this doesn't awaken anything in me

#izumi sena #enstars #ensemble stars #<3 #i wanted to try another colorinh style and this happened #happy birthday senita ily <333

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venusvity · 5 months

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이초희 …… ( THE WEIGHT OF YOU: PART TWO. )

❝Nobody owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.❞ ― William S. Burroughs

CHARACTERS : CHLOE LEE … JUNG YOONAH … VENUS ENSEMBLE … SON ROAN ... REID KIM ... CHO JIHAN

WORDS : 1.8K

WARNINGS / NOTES : Death. Murder. Blood. Mentions of Past Sexual Assault. Crying. They are getting rid of a body. Transitional Piece. Loosely proofread and edited lol! If there's anything I missed please let me know! I've literally fought with this piece for too long so I'm publishing what I got so we can move on to the next chapter lol! Thank you so much for reading! rbs, comments, and asks are always appreciated ♡

“God, whoever did this has an arm on them.”

“Reid,” Yoonah whispers in an attempt to get the man under control. He looks down at the woman who called him, her arms crossed over her chest with a displeased look on her face. Reid shrugs, a passing look of confusion on his face as he kneels next to Hyojin’s crumbled body.

Reid pokes between the boy’s shoulder blades, grunting softly when the boy’s body moves slightly.

“He’s definitely dead.”

Yoonah sighs loudly, looking towards the living room, where the rest of the girls sat in various states of shock. Klara holds Chloe as close as she can, arm around her shoulders while the other hand holds tightly onto hers. Bliss and Sena sit on the same couch but on separate ends, both with vacant stares.

A hand is on Yoonah’s cheek. She jerks away with a small gasp before looking at Reid with knitted brows. Reid leaves his hand in the air near her face, looking at her with concern. It’s the first time he’s looked concerned since he got here despite seeing a dead body in a puddle of blood.

“Did he hit you?” Reid asks.

The fight happened so fast that Yoonah can barely remember it. Hyojin was unstoppable. He was like a monster from one of Yoonah’s nightmares, a rage that no one could stop. She remembers how hard his shove was; it sent her straight to the ground. Yoonah’s been thrown around before; she’s been hit before, but nothing compared to the rage that was Hyojin. When she dug her nails into his arm to rip him off of Klara, he swatted her away like an annoying fly buzzing near his ear.

She assumes that’s what Reid is referring to.

“He hit all of us,” Yoonah sighs as Reid leans down to look at her bruising cheek, “It doesn’t matter. He’s dead.”

Reid huffs, brushing his thumb over her cheek. Yoonah’s lips twitch as she holds back a flinch, staring at his face momentarily. She remembered what he looked like with blood and tears on his face. He looks so strong now, so cold, but Yoonah still knows him. She knows his eyes. They’re warm and filled with the light of twenty suns. Even with all he’s seen with those eyes, they still harbor that ardor.

Reid drops his hand, nodding with a grunt.

“Yeah…” He looks down at the body again before sighing and pulling his phone out. Yoonah knits her brows as he begins dialing a phone number.

“What are you doing?”

“Calling Roan.”

“Why?” Yoonah reaches to get the phone from his hand, but Reid simply turns away from her. It’s easy for him to dodge her attempts to grab the phone from his hand by how he towers over her.

“I can’t carry this thing on my own,” Reid tells her as if she’s ever actually assisted in getting rid of a body. She’s just cleaned the killers up afterward. A task that never required seeing a body or dealing with fresh blood, only dried.

“I’ll do it. Don’t drag another person into this!” Yoonah argues, reaching for his phone again, but Reid is quicker than her, putting his hand on her shoulder and holding her back at arm's length.

“You’re too small. He’ll probably be happy Hyojin’s dead anyway. Don’t worry so much.” If Yoonah weren’t so frazzled by what just occurred in her hallways, she would be scared at Reid’s callousness towards death and murder. Then she remembers all she knows about him, the times they’ve shared together in steamy bathrooms with Reid in the bathtub and Yoonah scrubbing at the blood stains on his back.

Roan shows up in ten minutes flat. Yoonah doesn’t know how he got here so fast.

Yoonah learns he’s more handsome in person, even with a look of shock on his face. Another man strolls in behind Roan with his hands in his pockets like this was a normal Saturday night affair, making Yoonah look at Reid in agitated confusion.

“Who the fuck is that?”

“I don’t know. Why would–”

“That’s Jihan,” Roan simply answers as Jihan kneels beside Hyojin’s lifeless body, rolling his from his stomach to his back with a small grunt. “He knows what he’s doing.”

Yoonah looks back into the living room to see Bliss cleaning the blood splatters off Sena’s face with a makeup wipe. She sees Chloe and Klara talking quietly, their eyes locked and fingers tightly intertwined. She sighs through her nose when Jihan huffs, looking up at Roan with a shrug.

“He got any family?”

“No,” Chloe’s voice suddenly rings out. All heads turn toward the girl who stands on the threshold of the kitchen and living room. “His mom died, and his dad disowned him. His grandma is dead, too. He had no one except maybe…” Chloe finds it hard to say the other man’s name, feeling bile rise in her throat at the mere thought of him. Roan watches her carefully, putting the pieces together for her.

“Daeul.” Chloe scowls when she hears the syllables of his name, glaring down at Hyojin’s body. She hates that she can see his face now. He looks as if he’s sleeping, making her sick to her stomach. Countless nights, she saw that face, watched that face, trying to figure out why he was the way he was, why he treated her the way he did, and feared that face. How someone so physically beautiful could be so evil was beyond her.

“He’s not going to be a problem, is he?” Jihan asks, trying to work this out logistically. Roan and Chloe shake their heads in unspoken unison.

“He’s a coward,” Roan deadpans. Chloe silently agrees. Jihan nods before sighing, pushing himself to stand and pointing to Reid.

“You know what to do.” And Reid does know what to do, moving like a robot when those words leave Jihan’s mouth.

Reid nods, his face unreadable as he walks towards the kitchen, Yoonah trailing behind him. She watches as he opens one of the cabinets, revealing an array of cleaning supplies. Yoonah's heart pounds in her chest, her mind racing with thoughts of what Reid is about to do. But she knows she can't let him carry this burden alone.

"Wait," Yoonah says, stepping forward and placing a hand on Reid's arm. He looks at her, his eyes searching hers for a moment before he sighs.

"I don't want you involved in this any further," Reid mutters, his voice low and filled with apprehension.

Yoonah shakes her head, determination burning in her gaze. "It’s a bit too late for that.” Reid’s gaze softens slightly at her words, knowing they’re true. Still, that doesn’t make it easier for either of them.

Reid gives her a long look before finally nodding. With a silent understanding, they gather the necessary supplies and make their way back to the lifeless body of Hyojin. Yoonah's heart pounds in her chest, a mix of fear and adrenaline fueling her every step. She has never witnessed such brutality before, and the weight of the situation presses down on her shoulders. But she refuses to let it consume her.

Reid sets down the cleaning supplies on the kitchen counter, his movements calculated and precise. Yoonah watches him closely, trying to mimic his calm demeanor despite the chaos swirling inside her mind. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what lies ahead.

Jihan does know what he’s doing. The way he expertly folds Hyojin’s body up and into a suitcase makes Yoonah queasy, unable to tear her gaze away from him as he does so. Chloe doesn’t look half as disturbed as Yoonah. When Yoonah looks at her to check on her, she’s blank. There’s nothing in her eyes or on her face. She just watches the man she once loved get folded up like a paper bird and stuffed into a suitcase.

“How are you going to get rid of him?” Chloe asks, voice still void of any emotion. Roan looks at Jihan, then at Chloe, then back at Jihan again, shrugging his shoulders slightly. He’s clearly not in charge of things like this often. Jihan glances at the suitcase and then at Chloe.

“We’re going to burn him then dump the ashes in the river.”

“Jesus Christ,” Yoonah whispers, running her hands through her hair to hold onto the roots tightly. Silently, she exits to the living room, needing the comfort of her sisters not the callousness of the men in their kitchen.

Chloe feels her jaw tighten at that, looking at the silver suitcase Hyojin was now stuffed in. For some reason, her eyes feel warm. She doesn’t feel much of anything right now. She doesn’t know why her body is telling her to cry. Instead she takes a deep breath, turning her gaze to Jihan, raising her brows.

“I want to come with you,” Chloe tells him. Roan shakes his head, arms crossing.

“No. No, you don’t-”

“You’re only saying that because you read what he did to me,” Chloe interjects bluntly, her eyes lifting from Jihan to Roan, who takes a deep breath and remains silent. Chloe runs her tongue over the underside of her molars, nodding.

“It was pretty nasty, wasn’t it?”

She’s met with silence. Chloe hates knowing that another person knows the details of what happened to her that night, especially when the details were put in such a clinical way on her report. Even though Chloe didn’t hate Jinhwa, she was happy when he died because that meant one less person knew what happened to her. Roan can’t even meet her eyes anymore, looking at the drying puddle of blood on the ground instead.

“I think I get the right to watch him burn…Right?” Jihan looks up at Roan at Chloe’s question, his eyes telling him he agrees with her. With a sigh through his nose, Roan nods, letting his arms drop to his side with a clap. Chloe forces a smile that doesn’t meet her eyes at him when he agrees, adverting her gaze back to the suitcase. She feels something begin to light in her chest the longer she looks at it, a small smile creeping on her lips.

Relief.

#╰ * VENUS : scenarios ⧽ burn it to the ground .#ficnetfairy #fictional idol group #fictional idol community #kpop fanfic #idol oc #kpop oc #fake kpop oc #kpop au #idol au #kpop addition #idolverse #oc girl group #bts addition #fake kpop girl group #fake kpop idol #oc kpop group #stray kids addition

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you can write headcanons of Ritsu,Leo and Izumi to find that their s/o is a street singer (maybe the first time when they see her perfoming)

When their s/o is a street singer + first time performance

Characters: Ritsu Sakuma, Leo Tsukinaga and Izumi Sena

C/w: none! Fluff, love at first sight? Idk what else to tag but super cute hcs :3

A/n: HII <3 I loved writing this request it was so cute and of course, I really enjoyed this one :3 hope you guys do too!

Ritsu Sakuma⭒

He didn’t notice where he was going that day, it was a sundy Saturday

Ritsu happened to hear a beautiful voice around the corner, that’s when he saw you singing so beautifully

Completely mesmerizing by your voice, he waited until the end of your performance to tell you how good it was

He was nervous to ask you out but relieved to hear your answer

Your relationship grew thanks to this encounter; he even encouraged you to join the ensemble square but sometimes he felt a bit doubtful about it

Not because you were bad, but he wanted to be the only one who hears your singing, just him and no one else. Eventually Ritsu let this go and supported your musical career

Ritsu loves it when you invite him to the places you’re going to perform for the day and be there to support you as you’ve done the same for him

Leo Tsukinaga⭒

Leo was out looking for inspiration instead of joining a knight’s practice, like usual

He then heard a melody, or more like a person singing so beautifully and inspiration struck once more for Leo Tsukinaga

Absolutely enthusiastic by the performance, Leo approached you some time later to “gather more inspiration” but his heart blossomed at the sight of you and your singing abilities

Like Ritsu, he will always be there on any performance you decide to make during your schedule, except that he doesn’t push you to join a big company if you’re not comfortable. If that’s not the case, he’s more than glad in being your #1 fan as an idol in the music industry

His room is literally filled with notebooks and (some) scattered pages of songs he wrote with you in mind, but it’s not like he’ll tell you, unless you accidentally find out and he wants to show you how much he adores you

Sometimes, when his schedule is free and feels energized, Leo joins your street performances and chooses/makes duo songs for you both to sing

With that being said, Leo likes talking about you 24/7, especially to his groupmates who always hear nothing but praises from Leo towards you

Izumi Sena⭒

The day Izumi, Makoto, Ritsu and Mao went out shopping for somethings, was when Mao had spotted you from afar, it seemed he had heard you sing before

Izumi wasn’t really interested in listening to a street performance, some due to their bad reputation or not being able to perform at all

However, when Izumi and the rest went to see your performance, it was love at first sight. Everything about you was so perfect to him that Izumi felt himself mesmerized at your singing. But it’s not like he’ll actually admit it

After the ever so enchanting performance, Izumi decided to approach you, comenting on how of a good performance it was, but that it needed some work, however, you simply gave him a flyer of the next place where you would perform at

He “reluctantly” went to your next performance, alone this time. And after it? He felt even more butterflies in his stomach for the first time, it seemed like fate

Izumi is proud to call you his partner, and he thanks his acquaintances for being able to meet you; with that being said, he loves it when you go to his lives/concerts, and does the same if you become an idol, always buying first row vip tickets to see your wonderful self up close

He likes inviting you to model shootings and tv interviews as a couple, answering questions about each other or simply modeling fashionable matching clothes. It makes him happy knowing how supportive his s/o is, and admires your strength in tough situations

#ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars #ritsu sakuma x reader #ritsu sakuma #leo tsukinaga x reader #leo tsukinaga #sena izumi x reader #sena izumi

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Could we possibly see like a rundown Chaeri and Hongjoong's first times (date, kiss, I love you, intimacy👀) pretty please?

Hii! Thanks for the request and sorry it took me so long, you have no idea how much time I spent writing and rewriting before I was (partially) satisfied. I hope you like it, if so let me know! Since the post was getting too long, I could do a part two on other life scenes about their first times

Chaeri as the 8th and youngest member of BTS.

CHAERI'S MASTERLIST

The first texts

Late January/February 2022, The morning after the party, Seoul

"Hey! How many more times do I have to wake you up? We'll miss the flight if you don't get out of bed now"

Chaeri slowly opened one eye, then the other. Blinding light flooded in through the window and she groaned, the sound echoing off of her bedroom walls. Her head felt like it was filled with rocks and her throat felt like it had been scraped with sandpaper. She forced herself to sit up despite her body's protests, rubbing her temples in an attempt to ease the pounding in her skull. A frown spread across her face as she realized her manager was there in front of her, beautiful and classy as always, and very very awake. Too awake for Chaeri to put up with her after a night of partying and drinking.

"Chaeri, I said now."

"I'm up. I'm up. Stop yelling at me, unnie. My head hurts"

Kim Sena - Her manager -'s stern expression softened slightly as she handed Chaeri a bottle of water and some painkillers. "I warned you about drinking too much last night. You have to be more careful, especially with everything that's happening with the company. Your identity must be impeccable" Chaeri groaned again, unwilling to be reminded why she was on bad terms - or worse, it would be better to say - with BigHit lately.

"We have to be at the airport in 1 1/2 hours. The makeup artists are already in the living room, waiting for you. Hurry up." she added.

Sena's footsteps echoed down the hallway, and as soon as Chaeri was sure she left the floor, she collapsed onto her bed. The plush blankets and fluffy pillows swallowed her whole, and for a moment, she was lost in their cozy embrace. She decided to give herself ten more minutes of rest - just ten - before getting up to start the day. Just as she closed her eyes and felt herself drifting away, her phone buzzed under the pillow like an angry hornet. She reluctantly reached it, wondering who could be interrupting her precious few moments of peace.

As she was about to put the phone back, aware that she would see him a bit later at the airport, it buzzed in her hand, informing her of the presence of a new text

》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 •˚《

That trip was going to be particularly unpleasant, she knew.

Not because of the destination, indeed. But because of the fact that it was an imposition-not officially imposed, but still an imposition.

The moment she stepped out of the luxurious car, her heart sank. She had become all too familiar with airports and their hustle and bustle, but this time felt different. Hundreds of fans gathered around the entrance to the airport, waving and cheering her name in support - yet there was a sense of hopelessness in the air. She knew what lay ahead was unavoidable, regardless of how much she wished it wasn't. The tension between BigHit and herself was becoming too much for even her nerves to handle - one wrong move could mean disaster for them all. Taking a deep breath, she tried to push these thoughts from her mind as she entered the terminal.

She had to look happy, but it was hard when she saw Taehyung, Namjoon and Hoseok as soon as she entered the private area of the airport.

With forced optimism, she put one foot in front of the other, weaving around luggage carts and hugging each of the members in turn. The air was heavy with awkwardness; none of them knew what to say and glancing between each other for support. Desperate to lighten the mood, Chaeri smiled bravely “I’ll be fine. Just take care yourselves.”

Taehyung's eyes betrayed his concern, but he forced a grin. "We'll miss you, Chaeri. Have a safe flight, okay? and call me because we have to talk"

Chaeri smiled guiltily, at which Tae couldn't help but laugh

Namjoon squeezed her in a hug. "Don't worry about anything back here. We'll take care of it. I promise"

Hoseok leaned in, whispering in her ear "Don't forget to call me if you need anything. I'm always here for you."

"It breaks my heart to do this, but we are running out of time Chaeri. We have to go now " Sena looked apologetically at the four of them, her voice laced with regret.

She shook her head and sighed. "No, not yet. I have to say goodbye to the others, they are not here." She glanced at the three boys in front of her “How much longer will it take them?”

Namjoon scratched his head, his lip twitching as he tried to form the words. “Jimin, Jin and Yoongi-hyung are so sorry Chaeri, they wanted to come but..their managers have tied them up in something unavoidable. They said they'll call you soon though"

Chaeri's heart sank at the news, she couldn't help but wonder if their absence was part of the ongoing tension between her and BigHit. If BigHit had planned that as well.

"It's okay, I understand. Just tell them I said bye, okay?"

She then tilted her head and stared at Taehyung; her tightly pursed lips gave way to an unspoken plea. Her brown eyes were wide and glistening, silently asking him 'Where is Jungkook?'

Taehyung hesitated for a moment before finally answering "Jungkook couldn't make it. He is sorry too"

A lie.

Things would be different for them, and she would have to adjust. She felt like they were tracing a clear line between them, a line that could never be crossed again.

Heading for her flight was painful. Chaeri could feel the weight of disappointment and anger brewing inside her, a storm that was only waiting for the right opportunity to break loose.

Whenever such negative emotions took hold inside her uncontrollably, she needed to focus on herself to keep her anger issues from showing up.

In the small airplane seat, squeezed between the window and her manager, she felt overwhelmed, which did not help her already current irritation.

When she thought she was really about to go crazy, the cell phone in her pocket buzzed, distracting her for a moment from the swirling thoughts in her head: BigHit, the forced hiatus, Jungkook.

And the time she thought was going to run with the worst of moods went quietly, marked by the constant pop-ups of Hongjoong's messages on her cellphone. She was calm, and she didn't know how, either.

The first speculations

February 2022, New York

Funny how she had never attended a single day of school in her entire life, having always been home-schooled, and was now going to university, in the United States by the way.

It had already been a few years since she was enrolled in a dance master's program at one of Seoul's most prestigious academies but, of course, her celebrity commitments had prevented her from attending classes ordinarily, ending up studying on her own and taking exams when necessary.

She decided, or rather her Company decided, that those last months of study before graduation would be pursued in New York.

That she already possessed a huge amount of experience in a wide variety of dance styles was obvious to everyone - fans, professors, other idols'agency... - and yet, in order to become a choreographer, she needed that useless piece of paper attesting that, indeed, someone competent confirmed her skills and knowledge.

A waste of time, in her opinion. Even more so because that was actually all a cover for BigHit to temporarily distance her from the group. A punishment.

But that was not going to stop her. She was doing it for the good of the team. So she would make the best out of that experience.

She moved to New York in December and had only returned to Korea twice since then, always for very short periods of time not exceeding 48 hours.

The early days were tough, way more than she allowed to show to the team that, along with her, suddenly found themselves having to settle on the other side of the world.

But things, as time went on, were getting better.

A proverb her father always used to tell her was "out of sight, out of mind" and somehow she was experimenting it.

Away from all the stuff that had been hurting her in the last period, there in America it felt as if everything she had left behind was muffled, like an ever-present memory in her head yet less obtrusive.

After all, looking back, she had always dealt that way with each rough time.

Going to college was turning out to be more fun than expected, meeting new people and hanging out in different environments than the ones of her past nine years was bringing her good mood back, as much as possible

Chaeri was experiencing a period of newness.

New York was refreshing, like a breath of fresh air.

When she was homesick, though, she knew she could count on her members, who never failed to let her know how much they missed her and how much they looked forward to having her back again.

Plus, as a lovely bonus, even Hongjoong proved to be helpful in easing the ache of loneliness for homesickness.

Even though their texts started out as a joke, they became a daily habit. They looked forward to the messages sent back and forth throughout the day, they teased each other about the fake boyfriend affair, which always changed into an occasional silly text that brought laughter to both of them.

That's why when Hongjoong's contact went silent for two days, she was surprised, and even started to worry.

When the screen of her cell phone lit up showing his name again, she was off at the college. She was trying her best to follow the 'History and Language Analysis of Visual Arts' class that had been going on for a good THREE HOURS. More than her poor didactic attention span and limited knowledge of English would allow.

Pokjoong: how is the class going?

Chaeri: you better have a great excuse for disappearing all of a sudden

Pokjoong: have you been worried about me?

Chaeri: no, just didn't know who to take my daily frustrations out on

Pokjoong: you'll be able to take out your frustrations today more than usual Pokjoong: if you want to, of course

Chaeri: ???

Pokjoong: I'm in new york

"People are talking about us,"

Chaeri noted as she scrolled through the comments on social media. She had a straw tucked in the corner of her mouth while she read about the "strange pics that seem to be taken in the same place" by BTS's female member and ATEEZ's leader.

"It's been almost 10 years since I've been doing this job and I still can't get used to how fast news travels in this environment"

She added before taking a sip from her cold soda.

Earlier, her and Hongjoong had been walking around the city, mask on at all times to avoid being recognized. Now she was drinking the beverage she had purchased during their outing.

Hongjoong leaned closer to her, taking a moment to analyze the screen. "There are numerous," he observed, looking up for a second to catch her facial expression. "And yet you appear to be enjoying it"

Chaeri shifted her position on the plush sofa, making herself more comfortable in her seat next to Hongjoong

Three years prior BigHit had set out to open an office in Manhattan as a base for the company's U.S. business. The staff in charge of mentoring and helping Chaeri suggested it was time to head there.

Located on the highest floor of a skyscraper, the office was filled with modern furniture, glass walls and chrome details, creating a sleek and contemporary atmosphere. Light flooded in from the windows offering a view of the city, with the hustle and bustle of cars below and the iconic bright yellow taxis whizzing past.

"Well," she said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes "I think it’s time for someone to take bold action and make a real change."

He leaned back in his place, eyebrows raised "And you want to do that by creating your own dating scandal?"

"My bosses must be bored, I haven't made trouble for a while" The bodyguards in the room, until then silent and static as if they were not even there, shot an oblique glance at Chaeri, who let out a laugh. She knew they were all too aware of the trouble she could cause if provoked.

Hongjoong couldn't help but roll his eyes at her comment. He shook his head and sighed in exasperation, "You never cease to amaze me with your antics," he said.

"I'm even funnier in person, aren't I?" she chuckled, her smile revealing a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"You're a handful, that's for sure," Hongjoong replied, amusement dancing on his lips.

"Come on, it'll be fun. Plus, it's not like we can't handle the rumors. And I'm sure your company would love that, actually."

"Caught red-handed, huh? Well, not every company has the pleasure to have among its employees the fake boyfriend of the wonderful Chaeri"

"Mmh I think wonderful is not enough."

Hongjoong laughed at her remark, shaking his head in amusement "You're something else, you know that?" he said, taking a sip of his own drink.

Chaeri smiled, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "So, are you in?"

First time with the group

March 2022, Seoul

As Chaeri hugged Hongjoong, the feeling brought her to think about comfortable and relaxing matters.

Like everything else she was gaining back with her return to Korea, he seemed to have been a missing piece of her puzzle for the time she had lived in New York, and it was strange because their bond had grown stronger while she was away.

"I'm happy you're back."

"I'm happy to be back, too."

Hongjoong grasped her shoulders and gently pulled her away from him so he could look into her eyes. The admiration in his gaze was unmistakable as he said, “You are... a genius. I am impressed with how you handled this.”

Upon learning that her hiatus would continue for the foreseeable future, Chaeri had taken matters into her own hands. As the master of spinning rumors to her advantage, she used whispers and innuendo to build a plan that ultimately ended in JYP's entertainment representatives meeting with her in a popular public spot, where paparazzi were lurking outside. The spectacle of fans' panic and speculation about her leaving BTS for another company caused BigHit's stocks to crash, forcing their managers to call her back into the group. All along, Hongjoong had been a supportive listener, never asking why BigHit had sent Chaeri away nor questioning her plans for returning to BTS.

Chaeri smiled, feeling a sense of pride at her successful plan.

"Thanks.. and thank you for being there for me during this time. It's not easy for me to say this, but... feeling you close has really given me the strength not to give up. You're a good friend, Joong."

Hongjoong's lips twitched into a small smile at her words, but his eyes held something deeper, something he wasn't quite ready to admit. "Oh, you know. I would never back down from helping a girl out" Hongjoong tried to lighten the moment with a joke aware that he may not be able to keep his emotions to himself, beyond those of just a friend or fake boyfriend, in that situation.

With a chuckle, she reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear "Well, I appreciate it. More than you know"

The loud clank of metal on wood made them both look up. A can of energy drink tumbled along the parquet floor, spinning as it went. Their eyes followed its movements until they were stopped by seven faces peering through the crack in the door of the practice room.

Hongjoong's face was contorted with annoyance as he yelled at his group members. "I told you to mind your own business!" Who knew for how long they had been observing them in the shadows? Slowly, the peeping heads backed away, one by one, each wearing embarrassed expressions.

Chaeri couldn't help but laugh at the situation "Well, I guess that's my cue to introduce myself officially. - Ah, I warn you. Just because we know each other, I won't be any nicer to you than to anyone else"

"I didn't expect anything less from the best choreographer in Korea"

"Aish, you're already trying to buy me with kind words."

"No, I'm not!"

"Oh, yes you are."

》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 •˚《

The KQ Entertainment building shone brighter than usual that day, with special decorations meant to make Chaeri feel welcome. Near the rehearsal room was a snack area—a long table with treats, beverages and even a chocolate fountain. They had certainly gone all out in an attempt to impress BTS's female member.

The Ateez members, who had previously been caught snooping on her and their leader, stood neatly and quietly in a straight line, an odd sight for those used to their usual manners.

When Chaeri entered the room, they all bowed deeply to her, avoiding making eye contact, embarrassment still stinging their cheeks for their prior indiscretion.

Not one of them had the courage to utter a word while she shook hands with Kim Gyu Uk - CEO of the company - who had deemed it vital to be present that day to extend his welcome to Chaeri in person.

"We are delighted to welcome you, Kang Chaeri! It is an honor to have you as the choreographer for Ateez's comeback in July. We have made every effort to ensure your comfort and satisfaction during your stay with us. We look forward to experiencing the full scope of your creative prowess and making a remarkable impression together"

She bows her head respectfully before him, her expression careful yet enthusiastic. There is a slight upturn at the corner of her mouth as she speaks, eager to begin work and make a positive impression on Ateez’s comeback as her first work as a choreographer. "Thank you for having me, Mr. Kim. I'm looking forward to collaborating with Ateez and creating something that will exceed expectations."

After the head of KQ exited the room, an uncomfortable quietness hovered over them. Chaeri watched the amusing sight before her and spoke up to break it "No need to be embarrassed; we have work to do. We can talk about your snooping habits when we're done."

Wooyoung raised his arm, asking if he could talk. "Chaeri Sunbaenim, we weren't trying to be nosy, I swear! I was leaving the room and noticed Hongjoong hyung giving you a hug. I told the others who joined me. He usually despises being touched, but during that moment, he seemed incredibly content-"

"Hey!" Hongjoong cut him off mid-sentence. "Do you want to be six feet under today?"

The atmosphere of the room changed instantly, as the various members of Ateez burst into uproarious laughter, their heads thrown back and shoulders shaking. Even Chaeri, who had set out to be as professional as possible, found herself chuckling at the situation, her eyes bright and a soft smile playing at her lips.

As the laughter died down, Chaeri clapped her hands together, ready to get to work. "Alright, let's get started! We only have a few months until the comeback, so we need to make the most of our time together."

"Welcome to Ateez family, Chaeri sunbaenim. Please take care of us" The boys, except for Hongjoon who was clearly caught off guard, bowed in one motion, as if they had practiced it.

"Take care of me too, Ateez family"

The first kiss

May 2022, Seoul

Whenever she went outside, she had at least three staff members tagging along to protect her. However, when Hongjoong and her were out in Seoul - late at night so they could avoid over-excited fans - it seemed as if no one was following them.

Photographs of them out and about in the city had already been plastered all over social media and newspapers. Images of them visiting popular spots around town were splashed across these outlets.

For months, they had been playing their "fun game" of spreading gossip about a possible romantic relationship between them, while both of them relished the time they spent together as friends.

The van that was to take Chaeri home was waiting for her on the curb, and the driver had his motor running. Hongjoong stood with his arms crossed, preparing himself to say goodbye to her, aware that their paths wouldn't cross as soon as he desired due to conflicting timetables. "You know..." he paused and cleared his throat while looking away. "I am quite sure that to make this more realistic we have to work harder"

"What do you want to do?"

"Kiss you"

Chaeri's eyes widened at the sudden confession from Hongjoong. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and she wasn't sure what to say. She had always been the bold one, but now she found herself at a loss for words. She stared at him for a moment, her mind racing, trying to figure out what to do.

Hongjoong moved closer to Chaeri, his eyes burning with a strong intensity as he searched her gaze for approval. He paused, their faces barely inches apart before finally their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss. His hands moved around her back and pulled her close, his body craving the warmth of hers.

The strap of her bag was tense in her fingers, trembling with fear. She wished she could pretend that they weren't both knee-deep in the complications of that "fake relationship". She had loved before and those experiences made it harder for her to consider loving again. The strange sensations that filled her stomach when his lips touched hers only scared her more. What emotion was this?

She slowly raised her gaze to meet Hongjoong's, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something. His eyes seemed to plead with her to continue, and so she did. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she muttered almost to herself, “I don't know what I feel.”

Hongjoong's hand reached up to cup her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin gently. "I understand. We don't have to label anything. Let's just... see where this takes us."

Chaeri stepped back, her mind and body swimming with a mix of emotions.

She had been meticulous with every aspect of her life recently, leaving no room for surprises or unexpected moments… until that one. She could tell from the beginning that Hongjoong was interested in her, and yet she found herself not able to break the connection between them. Why? She felt a conflict within herself over why she was allowing this to happen.

Hongjoong stared lovingly at Chaeri. He knew her fear and his heart ached with the desire to calm her. He tenderly spoke into the silence between them "It's all right. We don't have to be scared."

Her mind was in turmoil, she wasn't sure if she was ready for a relationship or any kind of romantic interaction.

She could sense his sincerity in wanting to get to know her more, yet how could he understand where she was coming from so soon?

Besides, did he deserve to have a person who had drained all the love inside her? Was any of it left to give?

As these thoughts ran through her mind, she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for leading Hongjoong on. She knew he deserved someone who was fully invested in a relationship, and she wasn't sure she could be that person.

As if sensing her doubts, Hongjoong stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Chaeri's waist, pulling her close to him. She tensed up at the sudden contact, but his embrace was warm and gentle, and she couldn't help but relax into it.

"I know you've been hurt before," he whispered into her ear, his breath tickling her skin. "But I promise to be patient with you, to give you all the time you need to heal. And when you're ready, I'll be here, waiting for you. I know you are still able to love"

In their past conversations, the theme of 'love and relationships' had often arisen.

She avoided any discussion about who her former partner was, but she did speak to him about how the failed romance had damaged her belief in the possibility of loving someone in the future.

The sound of the van's engine revving brought her back to reality, and she reluctantly pulled away from Hongjoong's embrace. "I should go," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Hongjoong nodded, his expression soft and understanding. "Take care of yourself, okay?"

"You too, Hongjoong."

The first date

June 2022, Seoul

Things had been..confused since the night of the kiss.

It was evident to both of them that the situation was reflecting a slight awkwardness on both sides. Or rather, on Hongjoong's side certainly. Chaeri was simply conflicted.

Because of their busy schedules they hadn't been able to meet but, almost as if nothing ever happened, they kept texting and calling each other, just as their habit for the past months was.

But that was about to change.

Chaeri turned off the TV, throwing the remote control to the other side of the sofa. The little ball of fur curled up on the armrest of it, not at all amazed by this behavior, continued undaunted to enjoy its moment of relaxation and cleanliness, carefully licking its little paws. "The best moment is yet to come, sure." The glaring light that marked every video released by BigHit suddenly went out, dropping the room into complete darkness.

The video for their latest single 'Yet to Come' had just been released and she couldn't have hated it more. Set in a desert scenario, all the milestones of their career were being relived, faced with a smile from them, a promise in a song to assure everyone that BTS would be back, that the hiatus would not last forever, that their paths were only parting for a short time.

But was it really like this?

Nothing was certain at that point, but they could not be honest about that either.

Everywhere she looked, it seemed like she was living a life of lies.

What's more, the feeling that she was losing her family for the second time gave her uncontrolled worry. At the age of 13, she had left her real family and in the group members she had found another.

Her anxieties grew with each passing moment as she thought about being without the only people she had ever truly embraced as her own.

The tears were still wet on her face when the phone started to vibrate and light up the room with its display. Right then, the kitten who had been sitting on the couch next to her jumped off the couch and ran away, as if it was giving her some space.

"Mh?"

She didn't even bother saying a word, just sighing in frustration, certain it was Jennie calling again to ask her to come out with her and Taehyung for drinks that night.

When she heard a confused sigh from the other side, she decided to add: "Unnie, I told you I'm not in the mood"

An unexpected laughter bursted out of the other side and a soft masculine voice answered her "Unnie must be very patient if she puts up with all your 'I'm not in the mood'"

"Joong?" She blinked twice, a hint of surprise in her voice

He chuckled again, a deep rumble that sounded happy "Joong unnie"

She rolled her own eyes and scolded him playfully "Stop making fun of me"

"I can't, too funny"

Chaeri's worries were temporarily forgotten as her lips formed a contented smile "What's up? Why are you calling so late?"

"Actually, I wanted to know about the health of Bonggu" Chaeri turned over her shoulder, trying to catch the white coat of the kitten who had left her alone just now "Has he done taking the antibiotics?"

"Oh, yes, he is. I labored to make sure he had his final pill this morning," Chaeri said "He's much better now, thank you for asking.. But weren't you the one who referred to him as a wicked creature?"

"I might have said that once or twice, but it's just 'cause I couldn't stand living with animals in my house. They are noisy, they break things, and they only look for you when they are hungry"

"It sounds as if you are talking about your group rather than my cat"

"They are not very… graceful and they can be loud and a bit clumsy at times, sure, but I won’t tolerate any animal comparisons"

Chaeri was unable to finish their conversation before an ear-piercing scream from Hongjoong shocked her into pulling the phone away from her head. He bellowed at a sound level that she didn't think was possible: "San-ah! HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!"

Amid the insults that Chaeri thought she heard being exchanged between the members of Ateez, there was a few moments of quietness before she heard Hongjoong speak again on his cell phone. "Do you think you'd be free tomorrow? I need to go to Ikea."

" 'I won’t tolerate any animal comparisons' " Chaeri mocked him before bursting out laughing

》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 •˚《

When she entered IKEA, the store temporarily locked its doors to ensure her privacy; only those customers who were already inside could remain there.

She dashed to there after a hectic last-minute osteopath appointment. It was an essential part of staying healthy for someone who challenged their body with work; thus, visits and treatments from specialists were non-negotiable.

Thinking she could make it back to her place to change before seeing Hongjoong, she had neglected to bring along a prettier change of clothes with her.

She had soon found herself regretting it, as she was in the middle of the furniture store at that moment in slippers, oversized T-shirt and baggy pants.

But ... that wasn't a date, right?

She didn't understand why she was stressing so much about her outfit

When he saw her, Hongjoong greeted her with a peck on the lips. Which left her pleasantly surprised at how much he had made the gesture seem so natural and domestic.

As they made their way through the maze of Ikea's furniture displays, Hongjoong seemed to radiate with energy. He examined every piece of furniture with rapt attention and enthusiasm, and Chaeri followed him in a bemused state. It was like he was in his element as he eagerly pointed out various pieces of furniture that could potentially make their homes more comfortable and organized.

They finally found themselves at the area of interest for both of them: sofas

"You still have to explain to me how San-ah broke your couch"

"Believe me, I still don't know how it happened. One minute he was just sitting on it, and the next thing I knew, the whole thing had collapsed"

"We have to find an animal-proof one, then"

Hongjoong's expression shifted from amusement to guilt as he recalled the fervor with which he had stood up for the younger members of his group the day before, only to be embarrassed shortly thereafter "Animal-proof one, definitely"

Chaeri smiled and nudged him playfully, "Don't worry, I won't tell them you're looking for a couch that can withstand the weight of a bear"

He chuckled, "I'm not even sure bears would be as destructive as those boys"

》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 •˚《

"I'm still shocked I agreed to get that couch"

"I still don't see anything wrong with that couch."

"It's green."

"So what?"

"Our dormitory is white and brown, Chaeri"

"Very grim for eight young boys, indeed. You needed a touch of color. It's time to spice things up around there."

Hongjoong couldn't help but grin at Chaeri's stubbornness. He loved how she always spoke her mind, even if it meant going against him.

"Well, I'm sure the others will love it, that's for sure"

Hongjoong became aware that Chaeri was no longer paying attention to him, completely absorbed in the shelves before her. "Hey Joong," she gasped. "These would be perfect for your dormitory"

The girl tugged at a box of colorful glasses and coasters on the top shelf. Chaeri inspected them, admiring their hues. "Do you like them?" she asked. "The others still drink from mugs, don't they?"

"They are actually nice" he said, taking the coasters and examining them closely "And you're right, the guys do still drink from mugs. These will be a nice change for them"

"Well, tell them that Noona sent a gift"

One of the most admirable traits in her personality was her kindness towards others. She had just met those people and yet, she was already so warm and affectionate to them.

Hongjoong was especially touched by the girl's words and kind gesture. If his feelings weren't already so strong, he knew at that moment that he wanted to have a future with her.

"God, I want to kiss you"

"Are you going to make me wait any longer?"

Without any hesitation, he leaned in and captured her lips with his own. She held herself a little stiffly at first but then relaxed into the kiss and wrapped her arms around his neck.

The pressure of their lips increased and Hongjoong gripped the shelf behind Chaeri with one hand to balance himself, as though he needed an anchor to stay rooted in the present moment.

Hongjoong had to pull away after long minutes passed. He buried his face in her shoulder, not having the courage to say what was going through his mind as he looked into her eyes "I never want to let you go. Please come home with me tonight"

He lifted his head from her shoulder "Me.. and the boys would love for you to be part of our routine"

Chaeri looked at him softly, stroking his hair "Let's buy Swedish meatballs, hmm? We'll take them home"

As he smiled at her, Chaeri could not help but notice in that instant the fear of loneliness she had felt the day before had lessened just a little. Maybe she wouldn't be alone.

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I AM HOME AGAIN. Ok so part two of trickstar dynamics: anzu edition. I already kinda made one but it was more about anzu's past sooo it doesn't count.

Anzu and subaru: THE BESTIEEESSS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEY ARE SO CUTE. When trickstar was still a very new unit subaru was like "man i wish we had our own uniforms. Wouldn't that be cool" (because at yumenosaki academy having your own uniforms instead of the standard ones provided by the academy meant that 1. you're hot shit aka important and popular enough to have a specific image and 2. you're hot shit enough aka rich enough to be able to afford your own costume). And then anzu is just like "My boy? Wants something?? My bestie? Wishes for uniforms??" And then she SINGLEHANDEDLY learns sewing from kuro in like a week and makes the trickstar uniforms. And subaru could cry from joy.

And much later subaru got some job where he has to wear a suit but he's never worn suits so he asks super model sena for help, and sena is like "well what kind of suit do you wanna wear" and after a long time of thinking, the only thing he came up with was a suit made specifically by anzu for him. That's all he wanted agshetekwhdghr. But anzu was pretty busy so he settled for a suit that was approved by her.

And when they ended up in the industry anzu made him the super sparkly outfit and i KNOW everyone hates that card because of the missions BUT that card has a special place in my heart because even after their early high school days, even after subaru won the ss and trickstar became super popular and anzu became a very important producer in ES (going as far as being a part of P. Association), subaru still adores and appreciates outfits made by her specifically asdffkslagdkfjw.

Also Pretty sure that anzu was one of the few characters where subaru dropped his happy-ultra-cheerful persona to open up to her, being all like "You know anzu, sometimes i feel like half of my emotions are straight up missing". Ouch. He doesn't do that often! If at all!! He trusts her enough to do that!!!!

There's more to say but there's already another post that goes into more details about this (i will reblog it after this but how on earth can you link someone else's post on here)

Anzu and mao: you may have seen or noticed how mao is always like "omg no don't touch anzu that's sexual harrassment" to completely normal affection between friends and thought to yourself "The hell is wrong with this dude". And like, i can only speculate why he's like this but it's probably due to anzu's first experiences at yumenosaki. Poor girl got transferred into a school of boys committing crimes against each other, got kicked in the face (with koga's full body weight), fainted, got a concussion, went to the infirmary, got sexually harrassed by one of the teachers (seriuosly what the hell jin), then got followed around and pressured by a playboy (past kaoru was uhhh...something). Rei ended up finding her and just...hiding her in a cupboard. And later on rei finds mao and is like "hey you. I hid your girl in the cupboards" and mao's bewildered at this statement. And rei continues with "yeah you should probs go pick her up or something". Mao then goes and to his surprise, he actually finds her in the cupboards, terrified and exhausted.This is the context to this very lovely mao illustration:

(Mao's first 5* is literally "let's take ibuprofen together, producer" heeelllpp)

Mao ends up always walking her home after this by the way, to the point where he sometimes eats lunch with her family. (Sometimes the other trickstar memebrs walk her too but most often it's Mao) So yeah, that could be the reason why he's so sensitive anytime someone gets close to anzu. He's just really overprotective of her.

(I will entirely ignore all the more fanservicey stuff that occasionally happens between anzu and mao in the early stories because...it just...feels so ooc for mao. And completely unnecessary in general) however anzu is also very fond of mao, as we see in !-era ss, where anzu notices that mao is beating himself up for not being enough for trickstar and so she goes to his room to specifically cheer him up and reassure him when he wakes up

Anzu and hokuto: ooohhh my gooood, the scene where he goes to visit anzu in the infirmary after she got hurt and fainted and he. He just. He just feels so bad for her getting hurt and then starts this whole ass monologue about why he dragged her into this. This huge monologue where he just lets out all his anger at yumenosaki's state and hopes and dreams for the future and how she gave him hope but he burdened and expected too much of her right at the beginning. AND SHE WAS AWAKE THE WHOLE TIME WITHOUT HIM KNOWING. And his speech just motivates her to actually ally herself with trickstar because she wants things to change for the better too.

And then waaay later she faints again from exhausting herself too much and hokuto notices how much she has been doing, not just for trickstar but as a producer in general. And so to lighten her burdens and to prove to her that they have grown as a unit and do not need to rely on her the whole time, he revokes his rights to participate in the SS. Listen to me. I want you to understand that as a unit, trickstar established itself to prove that change is possible. The entire main storyline in ! is about them beating eichi's ass in DDD. And DDD is such a huge deal because it determines which unit is allowed to participate in SS as a representative. And SS is a huuuuge national tournament for idols sorta thing. So when hokuto goes to eichi being all like "hey mr. president, i revoke my rights to participate in the SS", eichi (who has been supporting trickstar ever since they beat him in DDD because SS is far more important than DDD) straight up grabs hokuto and screams at him something along the lines of "HOKUTO ARE YOU /SRS OR /J???? YOUR GIRL FAINTS ONCE AND THIS IS HOW YOU BEHAVE???!!! SHE'S NOT WITH YOU FOR ONE TIME AND YOU STEP DOWN, YOU FREAKING COWARD?? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW IMPORTANT OF AN EVENT SS IS". And hokuto, still very straight faced and expressionless, simply states "oh i'm not stepping down. I want trickstar to fight more live battles to rewin our rights to represent yumenosaki in SS. Both to prove to everyone that trickstar really is suited for this, and to prove for anzu that she doesn't need to always worry about us anymore." Do you have any idea how much i wanted to howl at the moon after reading that.

By the way this is also the context for this one wataru illustration who was also in the council room at the time:

(When you watch your boyfriend grab your bestie by the neck and your bestie says the most jawdropping shit you've ever heard)

Anzu and Makoto: this is actually a lot more of a relaxed and chill dynamic than i expected. Most of their early interactions are just makoto being "oh my god i'm so afraid of girls i have never talked to a girl in my entire life what even are girls" and then anzu would be like "but i am one?" and makoto's just "HOLY SHIT YOU'RE RIGHT". Anyways after makoto builds a little self esteem it looks like him and anzu just start sharing a braincell sometimes. Like that one moment in finder girl event story where mao is super worried that no one will help him, and the makoto anzu duo don't even talk to each other, they just exchange looks and think to themselves "this guy has no idea that everyone in yumenosaki would help him huh". Fun times.

#Sorry i was searching for a specific subaru post and ended up getting distracted and liking 50 subaru posts #enstars #ensemble stars #mao isara #makoto yuuki #subaru akehoshi #hokuto hidaka #Tumblr ended up giving me a warning that a text block cannot be more than 4000 characters i am crying how did this happen #trickstar #The anzu post ended up being longer than the original trickstar post. Absolute queen. Love her.#anzu enstars #lore rants

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Return of the King

Writer: 日日日 (Akira)

Character(s): Tsukinaga Leo, Sena Izumi, Sakuma Ritsu, Narukami Arashi and Suou Tsukasa

Translated by: jewwyfeesh

Disclaimer: I translated this story from the CN version of the game, which means that it has been double translated (JP > CN > EN). In JP enstars (!-era), the name of this story is listed only as “Sub Story 2”, but the CN version of the game has a title for it (王之归还). The story title listed here is a translation of the CN title.

Happy debut day, Tsukinaga Leo! May your days continue to shine brightly, and may your songs take flight <3

Arashi: Eh? Did she manage to find him? If that’s the case, this truly does constitute an emergency ♪

Season: Summer Location: Yumenosaki Academy Hallway

Tsukasa: Everyone! Quick, quick! Hurry up! There’s an emergency…!

Arashi: Wait a minute, Tsukasa-chan! What happened?

We Knights don’t have any practice today, right? My club is due to participate in a few competitions soon, so I can’t skip out on practice.

I guess I’ll be able to obtain ‘satisfactory’ results even if I don’t train… But since I’m gonna go for it anyway, I might as well aim for first place, right?

If I don’t turn up to practice every once in a while, everyone’s gonna forget how I look like you know?

Not to mention, I’ll become depressed if I can’t blend in well with the lively atmosphere.

Ritsu: Uuuuuu~ …Uwauuuu…?

Arashi: Hold on, Tsukasa-chan. It’s fine if you want to forcibly drag Ritsu-chan around, but uh, maybe put him around your shoulders at least?

If you drag him by his legs, his head is going to hit all sorts of things?!

Tsukasa: My apologies! Narukami-senpai, please assist! Sena-senpai as well!

Unfortunately, we do not have the luxury of time to wake Ritsu-senpai up. Let’s just go! Express… ☆

Arashi: Ah, goodness… What happened…? It’s very unlike Tsukasa-chan to be like this? Izumi-chan, do you know what happened?

Izumi: Who knows? Even though he’s saying something about Knights’ leader, surely it’s not because ‘that guy’ has returned?

Tsukasa: It’s exactly because ‘it is’, Sena-senpai ♪

Although this is me once again acting upon my own whims, and I am guilty as charged…

I had requested that Onee-sama go look for our long lost Leader~ ♪

Arashi: Eh? Did she manage to find him? If that’s the case, this truly does constitute an emergency ♪

Because our ‘King’… The second he covers his tracks, it’ll be really hard to find him.

Even the police have their hands tied – he quite literally disappeared without a trace. We’ve also suffered a lot because of it.

My goodness, Anzu-chan. However did you manage such a feat?

Tsukasa: I don’t know, but I think Onee-sama trapped our Leader in the Studio!

I want to greet him before he turns tail and disappears yet again!

Arashi: In that case, it should be fine if you go alone, right? We’re all familiar with our ‘King’. Though… it has been a long while, maybe we too could drop by and say hi.

Izumi: I do think it’s about time we replenish our ‘weapons’ ♪

While I’m at it… I should also take the opportunity to ask Ou-sama to resign and make me the leader of Knights.

It really just had to be the guy who’s perpetually always missing sitting on the throne. Does he even know how difficult it is to handle the procedures for live shows? Ugh, soooo~ annoying!

Tsukasa: Everyone, kindly cease your chatter! We have arrived at the Studio. This is the first time I’ll be seeing the King that we Knights serve! Ah, how Exciting!

Ah, um, I’m about to have an audience with him[1]… ☆

Location: Studio

Tsukasa: Please pardon our intrusion! We Knights have come to pay you a visit ♪

Ah, Onee-sama? I’m really sorry, please forgive me! Throwing the door open so viciously… I probably gave you quite the shock ♪

Why are you standing over there looking like you’re at your wit’s end? What about Knights’ Leader? Where is he?

Ritsu: Uauahuu… My head’s been knocked into things left and right… Woke me up ‘cause of it… What about our leader? Did Ou-sama come back?

Tsukasa: Hehe, everyone calls our Leader ‘King’! They honour him by swearing an oath of allegiance! He must be an extraordinary person… ☆

Leo: Aaahh!! It’s flowing!! The inspiration’s flowing!!!!

Tsukasa: …Eh? Wh… There’s some guy drawing music notes on the walls and floor with a marker non stop.

Is he someone suspicious? Well, let’s capture him ♪

Leo: Wahaha☆ Are you saying that awful ‘Emperor’ lost? A revolution?

What in the world!! So many interesting things happened in Yumenosaki Academy when I wasn’t around… ☆

Aaah!! Don’t go into details yet! The main characters are about to come on stage! The opera’s about to begin!

The opera cannot be stopped, because my delusion encompasses the entire universe… ☆

Wahahaha☆ Wahahahaha☆ Wahahahahahahahaha~☆

Arashi: Eh? Ou-sama, you’re as crazy as ever.

Tsukasa: Huh? Th-that… Did you just say ‘King’? That person who has an uncanny resemblance to that of a pervert… is he really the Leader of Knights?

Arashi: Yep. He really came back… ♪

Wait a minute, Ou-sama! You’re scaring our newest member, so please stop your strange behaviour! And stop vandalising the walls, you’ll get scolded by the teachers!

Leo: Ah? A~h!! Naru!! Long time no see! You’re rotten as always!

Arashi: Eh? What are you talking about!? The first thing you say when you open your mouth… I’m really hurt!

Leo: So bashful~ Such interesting movements! You’re my favouritest, I love you ☆

Oh! Rittsu and Sena, you’re here too! Feels like the last time I saw you both, it was a couple thousand years ago!

How has everyone been, my Knights ♪

Tsukasa: What…?

Leo: Oh? There’s someone I don’t recognise! Hold on! Lemme have a think who you are!

There should be something I can use to infer! And on top of that, I can always take a leap of faith! The opera’s about to begin… ☆

So! You’re an alien from outer space! Uchuu~! This is the alien greeting I came up with! Even though it doesn’t really matter now, wahahaha ☆

Wait! That’s not important right now! Don’t disturb me! I’m currently composing a famous song! I hope that you all will be able to witness the moment the masterpiece is born!

Ah, ugh! There’s no paper, so I can only write on the wall… but this unthinkable texture is irritating my senses ♪

My shoulder hurts! Someone, quick! Come and help me massage it out! This kind of sharp pain will also become music!

Tsukasa: Wh-what…?

Arashi: Ignore him, Tsukasa-chan. Our ‘King’ has always been a rather extreme artist.

Once he gets into the zone, he’d be so engrossed in composing that he would even forget to eat.

When he’s like this, he won’t ‘return’ for quite a while ♪

Tsukasa: I-is that so? I had… originally wanted to extend my greetings to Leader…

Izumi: Aish~ There’s no need to? That guy won’t listen to whatever anyone else says, anyways.

Though, it’s not my place to say this. That guy’s lack of coordination is beyond saving. As expected of the leader of Knights ♪

By the way, although that guy’s body is abnormally good – when he dances, it’s basically a blessing…

He… tends to choreograph things on the spot, something that can’t be used on formal stages.

He’s actually extremely skilled in singing, but he’d say “I don’t want to be the one singing”, and refuses to sing.

Tsukasa: E-Eeeehh??? So useless… Forgive my impropriety, but uh, how did someone without a single merit worth respecting become our Leader?

Leo: Oyaya? Why am I in Yumenosaki Academy? Someone, tell me! No, no no no, don’t say a thing!

I wanna think about the melody hidden here… ☆

I remember now! It’s because the whole lotta you have a performance tomorrow! Knights’ concert ♪

Izumi: Haa? What are you mumbling to yourself over there, suddenly returning and talking about a performance?

Leo: No, this is the job Anzu entrusted me with! She tells me about Yumenosaki’s comings and goings when I wasn’t around. This is an equivalent exchange!

At first, I said it was okay if she didn’t tell me about it, ‘cause I can fill in the blanks with my delusions~

Then, then, we just started chattering away… how could I not listen? I can’t just trample on this piece of kindness! Not to mention, it just got more and more interesting ☆

Wait! The song that I’m writing now, it’ll be ready by tomorrow!

I already have the melody, and that newbie has also become a rather uncertain element – so, I’ll definitely be able to write an interesting song!

Wahaha… ☆ It’s coming, it’s coming!! The inspiration’s coming!!

Arashi: Alright, alright. Do as you please, our ‘King’. Using the songs you’ve prepared for us… These ‘weapons’ will annihilate all of our enemies ♪

Even so, don’t forget to eat and rest. If you were to collapse, we’d be in quite the pickle.

Anzu-chan, even though this child is a handful, could you take care of him for a while?

Then… we’ve got our work cut out for us… ♪

Ritsu: Hehehe. It’s been a looooong time… But, this will be the first time all of us Knights will perform on stage together~ ♪

Izumi: Eh~ But I have yet to agree to the concert?

But I suppose I don’t have a choice. Since Ou-sama has returned, we simply can’t allow Trickstar and co. to continue strutting around like that~ ♪

Tsukasa: W-why are all my seniors so enthusiastic about this! I don’t follow!

Even though I do think it’s interesting, seeing the usually unorganized Knights suddenly display such a curious sense of unity…

O-onee-sama? What should I do?

Leo: Don’t panic! Knights are meant to be dignified, yet arrogant! Vile, yet bold! Hideous, yet beautiful! Aaah, these cliché expressions!

The rejection from earlier! Are all of you feigning deafness?

Rest assured, newbie! Entrust your spirit to your senses, your body to fate, and leave it all behind!

Aah, just saying it isn’t enough! I need music~!

All in all! My Knights, let’s prepare for war!

We’ll need to flip the chessboard over, half of it just for fun! Don’t even think of rebutting, for I am the naked king in ‘The Emperor’s New Clothes’! Wahaha ☆

Translator's note(s): 1. in the CN translation, kasakun uses the term 觐见, which means "present oneself before (a monarch), have an audience with (the emperor)"

#enstars translation #! era sub/idol story #tsukinaga leo #suou tsukasa #narukami arashi #sakuma ritsu #sena izumi

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