Lowkey Forgot I Blog Revealed... Anyways Thinking Of Bratty Logan Jealous Of U Taking A Call =p

— I'm tired. Exhausted, even. Yeah, I'm exhausted. I've already done enough.

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“Mmnnh... oh fuckin’... s‘good.”

It’s late into the evening, the streetlight rays exudes into the tinted windows of the car. LOGAN’S cock is hard against your thigh, arriving to the extremity where it’s nearly agonizing. The bright, whitish beams grace his features which were contorting in pleasure. Pre-cum steadily beads from his slit, leaving a glistening trail in its wake. He’s so fucking turned on, his calloused palms holding onto your shoulders as he rocks his hips back and forth, back and forth.

His sensitive tip repeatedly rubs against your skin, eliciting a sharp gasp from him. While you, damn you, take a long tempting drag from his infamous Cohiba cigar. You take a moment to exhale the smoke towards his face, a weak scowl etched across his expression before his mouth melts into a ‘o’ shape when he thrusts forward just right. He whines, his cock throbbing with his lazy grinding.

LOGAN doesn’t quite register exactly when you placed the tobacco stick between his plush lips, feeling a bit light-headed from the smog interlacing with the prominent scent of his arousal. In reality, you did it so he can be silent. Unbeknownst to him, he grew too loud for your liking; his gruff moans rising in volume enough for you to fear it’d slip through the gaps of the doors despite no one being within earshot.

“Still holdin’ up?” Your hand drags along his scarred, thick thigh. He nods, puffing out the fog between his teeth. His legs lock around one of your own every time his tip catches on the rough material of your shirt, forcing him to bury his forehead into the crook of your neck. Tainted exhales fan against your chest while he lets out restrained whimpers, humping you a little harder.

how the fuck are you mad about mace windu not trusting anakin in revenge of the sith…..did that mf not prove his ass RIGHT???

i agree with everything he fucking said with regards to anakin in that movie! it’s the truth!

Luxray, Jolteon, and ftm Pikachu late ko-fi doodle for jaie!

When there’s a Logan, there’s a You

Logan Howlett [Variants] • She/Her Pronouns • Mutant!Reader [Heightened Senses] • In Wade’s attempts to find the perfect Wolverine for his timeline, he half expected not to run into the many different yous that existed • ANGST/SFW/NSFW • TW: Blood / Nightmares / Scars

“Oh, I gotta find me another Logan” Wade sighs, taking out the glorified fire phone. “An alive one…Don’t get up, guys. I’ll see myself out”

Comic Accurate Short King

“Logan!” Wade shouts in the axe throwing bar, spotting Logan sat at the bar. “I’m gonna need you to come with me.”

“Who’s asking?” Logan glared, hopping off the bar stool and revealing his true height.

“Oh, look at this hairy Lou Retton” Wade giggles behind the mask. “Did you stick the landing, little guy?”

A bit of annoyance grew on Logan’s face as he walked closer to Wade.

“Yes, you did! Comic-accurate short king” Wade leaned down, his voice in more of a mocking way and before he could say more he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Marvel Jesus turned around and holy fuck was this universe’s Y/N was tall as SHIT.

“Who you callin’ short, fucking ketchup bottle?” Y/N growled, gripping his shoulder with a bit of a force that drove a shiver down his spine.

“Okay Godzilla, I think I’ll be on my way out” Wade pulls himself away, taking the phone out and staring at their height dynamics as the door opens behind him. “He climbs you like a tree huh?” He teased only for both of them to get annoyed about to follow him but he quickly went through with it shutting behind.

Cue the fucking montage

Weapon X

As Wade steps through the door he was in shock at how ruined this universe was.

“Everything here is on fire” He thought out loud, entering an alleyway finding a hunched over figure with a cloak covering them. “Hi, have you seen I guess a more apocalyptic looking Hugh Jackman around here?”

The individual lifted their head showing their face to Wade causing him to kneel in front of the person.

“Fucking hell is that you Y/N?!” Wade removed the hood of her cloak revealing the buzzed hair. “Okay Furiosa, you slay in any universe”

The confusion write itself on her face as she didn’t know who this person was but given her state of being, she didn’t have the strength to fight him. But he sure did.

Suddenly, Wade was thrown away from Y/N’s space causing a bit of a comical scream to erupt out of the poor guy. Next thing he knew, his body met the wall which broke a few bones. Especially the car he landed on broke a couple more.

As Wade groans lifting himself onto his elbows, he turned to find a man had replaced where he was.

“I don’t know who you are but maybe you know where—-“

The man straightened up turning around to look Wade with the familiar scowl that matches every Wolverine.

“Well well well, you aren’t a kitty cat like the rest with that lion’s mane of yours” Wade smirks rolling off the car and walking over to get up close and personal. He was about to demand he come with him but then his eyes moved with his head to the metal stump that used to be his left hand. “Do your claws still work with that thing?” He gasps suddenly, straightening up. “Was that the hand you used to jerk o—-“

Before he could finish he went flying to the wall again after Logan punched him with said stump. Logan had enough of this yapping individual he’s never seen before and decided a threat is a threat. So he went after Wade and if he could, he’d turn him into ceviche if other matters didn’t stop him.

Y/N watched this all play out for a while and wanted to break it up but a part of her couldn’t handle the noises she was hearing.

Her wince is what made Logan stop and shove Wade off the car he was fighting him on before quickly approaching her. Logan gently cradles her face with his hand resting his forehead against hers.

“Yeah…okay, I’ll uh…see myself out” Wade groans dragging his body to the door he opened with his phone.

Patch

When Wade opened the door to the next universe he was confused whether he was in a casino in Vegas or a casino in the middle of the jungle because when he looked outside the window it looked like a jungle.

“Can I help you sir?”

The voice caught him off guard as he quickly turned around to lock eyes with this universe’s Y/N. Except his Y/N had cochlear implants. Not every universe is the same people! This Y/N clearly had her mutation manifest a bit too much that her eardrums BOOM! Exploded. Bursted…what’s the medical mumbo-jumbo? Anyway, I only know that cuz that ALMOST happened to my Y/N.

“Sir—-Can I help you?”

“I’m looking for a tall broody man that apparently has a very gremlin sized version of himself in another universe. Hell, you were alllllll leg there” Wade started to doze off thinking about how exactly the short king, yknow then he snapped back into it. “Anyho! You’re not helpful so I’m leaving you in your cute little waiter outfit alone and let myself in”

Before he even got to the door, Y/N blocked his path firmly pressing her hand against his chest.

“Okay princess, I’m not here to fight. I just need to talk to Logan”

The name triggered a thought in her mind unknown to him, but it was obvious that she thought Logan’s position was about to be compromised by this stranger.

“You don’t have a meeting with Patch and if you enter without granted access…I’ll have to take care of you myself” Y/N shoved Wade with a force he would never expect from her.

“Holy shit have you been working out or juicing?” Wade scoffs falling on his ass watching Y/N take out a small canister that with a quick press of a button it formed into a staff. “Marvel H. Christ…you pack a punch. I wonder what you’d do with the Hulk as your opponent”

“I’d leave if I were you”

“Sorry, sweetcheeks. That’s a no can do” Wade groans on his way back up, taking one of his katanas out. “Guess I’ll have to force my way through”

Logan suddenly felt uneasy as he looked at his winning cards, confusing the others at the table but his expression was toward what he heard that they didn’t. He reveals his cards and listened to their disappointment but before he could leave the table…

“Patch” Wade gave him a look which led Logan to gesture for the man on his right to give up his seat for him. “I need to talk to you”

“I don’t know who you are, bub” Logan tapped the table for his cards as the dealer gave Wade his as he was confused at to what they were playing.

“Yeah but I know exactly who you are and you HAVE to tell me how you snagged Y/N. The little lady is crazier than mine.” Wade lifted his cards, leaning into Logan. “What are we playing?” He whispers only for the man to growl at him in his space. “Ok ok. Not Go-Fish…uhm. I fold”

The dealer nodded and went to the next player, Logan kept his composure for the most part but when Wade said his partner’s name…his whole body tensed.

“How do you know Y/N.”

“Well that’s a bigger discussion we should have in private. And probably without her because she’s gonna be pissed when she wakes up” Wade went to reach for his card and Logan had enough which led the man to unsheathe his claws to stab him in the head. The woman on the other side of the mercenary, screamed when blood got on her but business continued as Logan retracted his claws along with pulling Wade away and off the table.

“You look like you could use a drink” the dealer gestured for a waiter to come over and before Logan could stand up to check on one in particular, he felt a hand stop him.

Logan quickly looked up locking eyes with his partner who bore a tired expression along with a bruise forming on her cheek. He could smell the blood on her and knew it was hers given she hide her other arm behind her back to avoid other eyes.

‘You okay?’ He signed to her as Y/N nods before both their attention were drawn to Wade dragging himself along the carpeted floor.

“Never…coming…back here” Wade groans continuing to drag himself away as Y/N scoffs at his form while signing ‘idiot’.

As soon as Wade left, Logan rises to his feet excusing himself from the table and walking out with Y/N back to the small lobby before their casino room. He frowns scanning around the room to see all the damage done to the place alone.

‘He ever comes back, you get me’ Logan scoffs as he signs to her while taking a hold of her arm that Wade managed to knick with his tiny knife.

‘I can handle myself’ She frowns, feeling his fingers gently lift her chin to have her attention on him.

“I don’t care. This operation is risky, I can’t lose you in the process” Logan frowns, kissing her forehead before bringing her into his arms for a brief moment. Her body finally relaxed after that whole interaction.

Old Man Logan

“This is much homier than the last universe…I think I still taste metal…” Wade pondered as he approached the small property in the woods. “Was it his claws or her staff going up where the sun don’t—-Oh hey!” He waves at the old man on the porch.

Said old man didn’t seem to care much of the guy dressed like a ketchup bottle. He kept his attention on himself until he heard the footsteps draw nearer.

“Hello, Hi! Hope you’re the man I’m looking for”

The old man lifted his gaze only for Wade to be taken back a sec.

“Well don’t you need some coconut oil on…that” He gestures to Logan’s older complexion as his words only drew out a low growl from the old man. “So you and my Logan actually aged. Can the little Wolvie still perform? I wanted to ask my Y/N but she’s still grieving”

Logan glared at him which drew out a growl out of the man the closer Wade got.

The growling annoyed more than the merc as the front door opened revealing this universe’s Y/N with a very tired expression on her face. Logan’s growling suddenly stopped as he turned toward the door finding her disappointed expression making his expression soften for a second.

Then a whole 180 turn back to Wade returning the scowl on his face and suddenly the shotgun he was hiding under his blanket fired at the poor guy launching him back from the force alone.

“He’s twitching” Y/N frowns stepping off the porch and checking the body, watching the bullet holes heal. “He can heal like you, babe” she pulls away from the body, only for her back to bump into Logan’s chest as he instantly went to cover her with his body. “He’s not going to hurt me”

Logan shot her a glare which was met with an annoyed look from her. He tensed when he heard Wade groaning, resulting in him gently nudging Y/N back as he took a step back.

“Okayyyy…clearly, I struck a fucking nerve with this one. Like…the others” Wade groans rising to his feet and cracking his back as he did such. “I shall bid y’all farewell…this writer needs to send me to a universe where the wolverine is a cat. Then maybe just maybe I won’t be too hurt” he sighs taking out his phone and opening a door to the next universe.

The poor guy looked around terrified as to where the man dressed in red had disappeared to, all while Y/N pulled away heading back inside.

“You want some peach cobbler?” She asks halfway through the door as Logan perked up quickly following behind her.

The door shut a moment, then Logan opened it back up leaving his shotgun outside before going back in.

Crucified Wolverine

Wade face plants into the sea of red skulls and part of him was afraid but most of him was curious.

“What in the fuck…” He lifts his head finding Logan on a giant yellow X. “Are you okay??” He laughs, struggling to rise to his feet as he stumbles on over to get close to this variant.

All this Logan has done was groan to the feeling of the nails in his wrists and the rain hitting his skin making him overall uncomfortable.

“Yeah uh. Not you…we’re uhm. Going in different directions” Wade turned around opening a door. “Thank god I didn’t find a Y/N skull…”

“Y/N…” Logan sobbed hearing her name which only made Wade anxious and get out of there faster not wanting to know what happened to one of his best friends in this universe.

John Byrne’s Brown and Tan Wolverine

“Oh yes, YES! Classic John Byrne brown and tan” Wade nodded happily watching Logan come into view of the wrecked forest they stood in. “Now you fought the Hulk in this costume…”

Logan readied himself, unsheathing his claws at the exact moment the Hulk roared which led Wade to turn around being face to face with said green monster.

“I’m Marvel Jesus you dull creature and I——“ Wade was suddenly hit by the Hulk into the trunk of a knocked down oak.

Part of him was having enough of these Logan variants that Wade started to whine and an even bigger chunk of him wishes his Y/N was with him.

“Get up!”

It felt like he was seeing an angel when her voice caught his ears. Y/N picked up Wade like it was nothing, carrying him over her shoulders and bringing him away from the fight but the Hulk was acting like a bull chasing them which led to Logan chasing him.

“DITCH THE RED, BUB” Logan shouts, climbing a tree and launching himself onto the Hulk’s back throwing him back.

Y/N suddenly dropped Wade but helped him to his feet. “Listen, Red. You’re not from here and this ain’t your fight”

“I know I know! I was gonna ask if I could borrow your Logan to help save my universe” Wade’s voice was panicked watching Logan and the Hulk fight.

“Look. Avengers are after us for messin’ with the multiverse already. You need to find a Logan that doesn’t have anything he could lose in his universe.” Y/N frowns. “It’s messed up but that’s how it’s gonna have to be.”

“Wait. How the fuck do you know so much about the multiverse?”

“When your Red vanishes one day and it became this unknown trend…you get curious and start talking to a few sorcerers” Y/N states, getting a chill down her back as she quickly grabs Wade pulling them both out of the way of the tree thrown their way.

“Y/N FOR FUCKS SAKE” Logan shouts, mainly over his anxiety for their safety with a hint of anger.

Y/N sighs grabbing Wade’s hand and pulling him out of their line of sight. She quickly took the phone out of his hand and dialed in two sequences.

“These two have lone Wolverines. One definitely has some baggage from a different studio but the other I know nothing about”

“Ok ok…I’ll take it” Wade took the phone, opening the first one up. Before she stepped completely away, he called out to her catching her attention. “Uhm. I…”

“You will save your universe, Wilson.” Y/N gave a small nod with a smile before turning around and running toward the fight.

The Cavillrine

The revving of the motorcycle caught his attention instantly.

“Oh now we’re talking” Wade started to approach this universe’s Wolverine. “That’s the whole goddamn package right there”

As he got closer, he grew more confused and remembered when the other Y/N brought up “studio” as if it meant something important…

“Yknow…from behind you look a little like Henry—-“ The second Logan turned around, Wade gasped. “Oh my FUCK…the Cavillrine the legends are true”

Logan gave him a confused expression as he puffed out some cigar smoke, bringing his attention toward his bike once more.

“And may I say sir on the behalf of all humanity….this just feels RIGHT” Wade emphasized on the last word with a bunch of giddiness in his voice watching Logan turn to him. “We will treat you so much better than those shit fucks down the street!”

“You were just leaving” Logan scoffs, removing the cigar from his mouth and tossing it.

“No sir! I wonder if your Y/N looks a little like Amy Adams” Wade thought for a moment, “No no no sir, not while the fate of my universe is at—-“

Poor guy.

Wade flew through the next time door from the force of Logan’s punch.

The Worse Wolverine

After the whole spiel, Logan came face to face with Wade’s gun as he could sense he had enough of disappointment. But he wasn’t going to go that easily.

“Watch this” Logan laughs reaching for the bottle and straightening up. “Alright…Woah—-“ he grabbed onto the gun to stabilize himself. “Easy…” he laughs softly, starting to drink the bottle straight up.

“Good god” Wade watches in pure shock. “Thirsty little honey badger aren’t yea?” He continues to watch him down the bottle which triggered a thought in his mind. “How did Y/N deal with your little drinking problem huh?”

Logan finished the bottle with a bit of a shocked expression hearing that name. “Y/N?” He questions him, only to suddenly collapse from the amount in his system.

Wade sighs holstering his gun and stepping over his unconscious body. “You will have to do”

You’ve all seen the movie do I really have to rewrite the whole thing? Let’s just get to the part where you show up

Althea scoffed after her wishing she was deaf comment as she listens to the commotion Wade and Logan were causing in the streets.

“Y/N!” She shouted knowing her apartment door is closed, and Y/N’s. But with her mutation, she heard her.

Y/N instantly lets herself in running over to the window and climbing out onto the fire escape where Al was. She instantly took note of the commotion happening.

“What is it?!”

“A fuckton of Wades”

“God fucking damn it. They better not be staying. Those motherfuckers won’t pay their rent!” Al scoffs again, going back into her apartment to look for some much need cocaine in her opinion. All while Y/N continued to watch the fight happening before re-entering herself and quickly grabbing something.

While the two were fighting in the bus, Y/N stepped out of the apartment complex finding a few Deadpool stragglers resulting in her running toward a presumed dead one and grabbing his handguns to take out the few giving hopefully her Wade less trouble. She flinched to the sound of broken glass as she ran over to the end of the bus sighing with relief.

“Wade, this is what you’ve been doing?! Fucking up the multiverse?!”

“I DIDNT DO SHIT! BLAME THE TVA” Wade shouts in her direction as he couldn’t help but feel the growing tension beside him that was Logan staring into Y/N’s soul from the looks of it. “Listen sweet cheeks. We gotta go save our universe and I need peanut’s help. So while he continues to stare at you like he’s seen a ghost Imma need you to have our backs in case—-“ he heard the sounds of bones cracking back into place as Y/N instantly knew where he was going.

“Go!” She shouted at them and while they ran to take care of the time ripper, she half expected to take on a whole clusterfuck of Deadpools. But when she heard the stand down! from Peter. She had only an ounce of hope.

Once the threat of it all was over, Y/N found herself back in her apartment leaned up against the door hugging a flannel close to her chest as she didn’t feel it in the moment. But seeing Logan, not her Logan, again was bringing back all kinds of feelings. She was hugging her Logan’s shirt as she had quite a few along with a box of Polaroids that their daughter took for the most part.

A knock on the door pulled her out of this trance she put herself in as she rises to her feet.

As she opened the door, her heart that was once beating fast because of her anxiety…relaxed when she locked eyes with Laura. Y/N instantly dropped the flannel and broke down into tears bringing her into her arms sobbing with her.

“Mom…” Laura whispers, sobbing and gripping onto the back of her shirt. Y/N held onto her for dear life, looking over her shoulder to find a smiling Wade and equally happy Logan beside him.

When they locked eyes, Y/N couldn’t help the smile on her face even with all the tears before hiding her face while hugging Laura. Logan felt his heart beating out of his chest.

You’ll find me again, I promise His Y/N’s words rang in his head as he looked at this universe’s Y/N.

A Logan will always find a Y/N

MORE PEDRO PASCAL AND DAUGHTER READER PLEASEEE

Theme park

A/N: These memories are based on my personal memories with my dad, if you don’t have anything positive to say keep it to yourself, fluff, bad English

You two sat on a car along with an interview and a cameraman “Hello Everyone, I’m (Y/N) Pascal” you greeted at the camera and your dad did the same.

“What are we doing today, dad?” You look over to him “We’ll be touring here at a theme park and answering some of the most asked questions about us on the internet” he answers.

You’re both walking around and you see one of the biggest rides in the place. You both looked at each other and nod.

“Is it my turn?” You asks him and he nods while he takes a small piece of paper while the roller coaster it’s reaching it’s peak “(Y/N), what’s one memory you hold dear to your heart?” Pedro asks “I have many but if I had to answer it would be that my dad used to walk up to my food when I was younger and would be like ‘Let me check if it’s poisoned’ you say and Pedro starts remembering and giggles a bit.

“Then, he would proceed and takes the biggest bite in the world out of it.” He burst out laughing before it turned into a scream because the roller coaster started going down. You four screamed as adrenaline ran through your veins and you held your father’s hand for comfort.

When you got down your hair was a big mess and so was Pedro’s “Let me do this real quick” he says before he tries to fix your hair and make it more presentable “My daughter would never look bad in my eyes but I can’t let her look like this” he says after fixing your hair.

“Could you continue with what you were saying?” The interviewer asks “As I was saying, for a VERY long time I genuinely thought my food was poisoned and my dad was trying to save me.” You said and Pedro burst out laughing “She would even run up to me and hand me her food for me to check if it wasn’t poisoned” he said and you tried hard not to laugh.

This was very important to you because even though you knew your father was just taking your food you still enjoyed sharing with him because those were small moments that would be cherish by the two of you forever.

“And I did this for 13 years and during those I never questioned why I he did it” you say.

“Now you Pedro, what is one memory you’re quite fond of?” They ask the male “I have many amazing memories specially with (Y/N) but there’s one that always stick with” he mentions.

“It’s one time me and (Y/N) were visiting Chile and we were in my natal town, these people were raising gooses and I never really knew why but those things HATED our guts.” You both walk up to a restaurant “That day me and (Y/N) were just passing by and out of the blue those things started chasing us and they wanted to bite the heck out of us.” He says.

“I only had time to scream ‘Run!’ when those things were about to eat us, we had to run like 1 mile because those things didn’t stopped coming after us. We sleep like 4 hours after it because of how exhausted we got” you four laugh at that scary yet funny memory.

This memory was important for Pedro because he understood that no matter how mess up the situation might be because he would have you by his side. Your dad would always be by your side and would never leave you even if you’re being chase by wild gooses or going through the darkest era of your life. You can always count on your dad to be there for you and run like 1 mile with you…

You four are about to end the interview “We’ll we’re glad we could share some things with you all” Pedro says and the video ends and you four say goodbyes as you part your ways.

You have your food and Pedro has his “Would you like to check if it’s poisoned?” You offered him some of it and he smiles “I would love to make that sacrifice” he says as he takes a bite of your food and hugs you briefly.

Honestly mood

Brother In-Ho/Front Man x Sister squid game guard reader (Platonic)

Requested by this lovely person: @maryberry2711

Synopsis: You reluctantly became a guard for the squid games, but are completely unaware your brother is the front man.

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Squid game so there is shooting. And death. Mention of sibling estrangement. Some mild cursing. Sad ending. Let me know if I forgot any!

Word count: 1,239

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It's been countless years since your brother In-Ho and you have been estranged. It's very complicated as to why, but you mainly decided to cut ties with him because of his very unusual behavior. You saw him way less often than you used to. It's almost as if something changed him. Every time you two were in the same room it was like the atmosphere changed instantly.

Which is why you decided to stop texting him, or having plans together. No more birthday celebrations or weekly calls you two used to do often. And in return, he stopped doing anything either. You realized your efforts to do anything with him were never reciprocated, so why keep trying?

Some days ago, you received a business card from a weird person who approached you as you were resting by the sidewalk. It was for a job, and after reading the description, you spent an entire night in your car deciding whether you should pursue this unknown job. You ultimately decided to go to where this job was.

And that's how you became a guard for the squid game, as the front man called them as he was telling every other unknown person dressed in the hot pink costume and the mask covering their face. You had a triangle mask, which meant you had to kill any player who fails a game. Your eyes widened as you were given the weapon.

It was evident almost all these guards had seen enough things to not care about the dangerous things they were about to do, so you were in the minority. The mysterious recruiter must have thought you were going through something tough, which was partially correct; you had to live in your vehicle due to being evicted recently.

You were all sent to your rooms, and nobody was allowed to talk with one another. Not like it mattered anyway since everyone had to stay in their room. Taking off the uniform, you immediately tried to go to sleep, but the sight of the gun and uniform hanging on the wall across your bed was already haunting.

The next morning, everyone was instructed to wake up very early to prepare for the new players. The square guards mobilized to the lobby to tell the players why they were there, explaining the rules of the game and the grand prize money. You were fixing up your uniform in the mirror; looking at yourself once again, before moving to the area the Officer wanted the triangle guards to be in; the compact rooms behind the walls of the first game room.

Some hours later all the players entered the room to play red light green light. Your instructions were to shoot any players detected by the system as moving during the red light. You took a big sigh and tears rolled down your face. You didn't want to do this anymore. Was the money really worth it?

When the robotic girl doll at the finish line turned around shouting "red light!", some players did stand still but trembled immensely. They were caught by the robot's sensors and the guards were ordered to shoot them. But you refused to pull the trigger on one very shaky player. The other guards thought you were going to get to them, so they ignored it.

This went on for the rest of the game. Unfortunately, for the Six-Legged Pentathlon, you had to shoot the losers of the game because you were being watched by the other guards. The other guards were overjoyed since you didn't shoot the players too much. They needed the bodies for selling their organs. You weren't aware of this operation though.

In the game of Mingle, you were assigned to shoot any room full of players if the number of players didn't match the number announced. The good news was, you got away with ignoring those rooms, looking inside the rooms to make it look like you were going to do something. However, the square guards monitoring the games had a suspicious feeling about you.

You went straight to your room after the game ended, hiding under the covers of your bed. There were a few sudden knocks on your door, but you ignored them in fear you would be punished. That night would be the supposed Lights-Out game, which didn't need to be moderated by the guards unless necessary. So you just slept.

For an hour at least..

Apparently there was a rebellion, started by player 456. All guards were ordered to report to this immediately, and so you rushed out of bed and put your uniform on, heading down with the other guards. Opening the big lobby doors, you and the guards quickly discovered the players were armed, so the guards in front shot at the players as you quivered in the back.

Lots of gunshots between the players and guards could be heard. You loaded your gun in case a player tried to shoot you as well. If only these players knew you were the reason half of them were alive at the moment... sigh.

You got way too scared and tried to make a retreat when every guard was shot by the players. But the doors closed on you, making you a shaking whimpering mess. Player 456 and 001 walked up to you, holding you at gunpoint. You took the mask off at their command and agreed to take them to the control room.

The other players who could shoot fought back against the other guards that were mobilized to the other room. 456 and 001 ran with you to the entrance of the control room, giving them the mask you were wearing to see if they could sneak in. The men thanked you as they ran into the control area.

(This is also the period of time where Young-il disappears and wears the Front Man outfit.)

Suddenly, you felt a huge pain in your head, and dropped to the floor with unconsciousness. You were shot. When the Front Man noticed all this activity and ordered the Officer to take your body away, you were brought to the crematorium.

"Pathetic..." The Front Man said, looking at your unconscious body. But, the realization came into his head. He realized you looked very familiar. Were you.... his sister!?

The Officer looked at him in confusion. But the front man was already having a breakdown.

"F*CK... (Y/n)? Is that you!? Answer me! Please!"

He shook your body. Since you were shot in the head, and looked very unconscious, it might've already been too late. He took his mask off, revealing himself to be Hwang In-Ho.

"God damn it! Is my sister really dead!? No... no!"

He felt your cold face and started to cry. But he wanted to take revenge. He ordered the Officer to pull up the camera footage, since there was still one camera left. The officer identified the guard, and immediately shot him as according to In-Ho's wishes. It was surprising that guard was still alive..

Unfortunately, you would never get to know the truth behind why your brother was distant toward you. But he regretted it deeply. He didn't even care about the rebellion anymore. If only he had spent more time with you when you tried to see him. What a foolish man he was.

As desensitized to death as he was, he will never let you go.