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jojikawa · 9 months

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Helooo 🥹 i just read ur sangwoo x killier!reader It was like 😽🤌🏻 *chefs kiss* But!! Can your write one like with a killer!reader but like reader kills him i think that would be very interesting👀 its fine if you ignore this! <333

I love this idea! I could see this happening! This was supposed to be the original idea but I knew I couldn’t kill Sangwoo, so I turned it into a mini series. I’m glad you enjoy it 🥺❤️

𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑰 𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑰 𝑫𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑼𝑲𝑰

All you wanted in life was to feel something. You lived life so far removed from everyone in your life and unfortunately, your parents never understood. As a child, you never received any help for your lack of emotional expression. It was just treated as you being ungrateful and bitter. If only you got the help you needed.

These feelings of apathy festered and your desire to feel raw emotion became more and more greater, forming a burning passion. A passion that would blacken the skin of your victims, making you smile as their flesh melted from their skin. You didn’t know what love was but you wanted it so badly. To be close to someone.

You consumed so much media that would sell you a false sense of what finding love was like and it rotted your developing brain. Despite not being in any relationships, you watched videos on how to replicate love, almost like it was training for a job. You had to be ready to love. You had to.

And one day, your world was turned upside down.

You enrolled in college in Korea. You enjoyed the culture and felt better continuing your pursuit of love far away from your place of origin. That was romantic…right? Was that romance?

In school, you met a man. The first person to give you attention. You remembered the days you spent browsing the internet and reading iterations of love you couldn’t experience.

Oh Sangwoo.

That was his name. His words made your stomach burn with delight. Your face would heat up at his subtle touch and how he would treat your pretty skin. He made you feel small and protected when you never even needed it. This was love, right?

Yes, this was love.

On the boy’s end, he thought that you were the perfect victim for his needs. You were different from most girls. Your experiences with love and men were extremely limited. He enjoyed the idea of a pure girl with little to no connections, in a country she’s not native to with a man he could easily take her and no one would know. No one would care, actually. He knew this because he knew people.

Or, he thought he knew people.

You were just…different. He believed all women to be the same. To be like his mother…but you weren’t. You didn’t lie to him. He told you how it was. You barely knew him but you accepted him for what he was. You never pestered him when he would lie to you about the girls he was killing. You were an expert at pleasing a man as well. He’s never met a woman who’s felt as good as you. Not a woman who could take his cock so well. He was supposed to kill you but every time the day would come, the feeling would disappear. You were so small compared to him. It would only take a second to drive a knife into your neck, a second to get on top of you and close your throat with his bare hands and another second to completely dismember you and hide you in the woods.

But he couldn’t. He couldn’t kill you.

You filled a void of too much he was missing. Life was so perfect because of you. The two of you did everything together and he still had time to kill those when he felt like it. That changed when you moved in as well. He wanted to keep things pure. He wanted you to love him as the person he presented himself as and never his real self. He stopped killing women.

Then Yoon Bum showed up. It reignited his hate for those beneath him. Sangwoo imprisoned Yoon Bum as punishment. The last person he killed would be a man.

You didn’t know of Yoon Bum. Sangwoo did a good job at hiding it, though, the feelings you held didn’t change. That was his first and only mistake. Today was the day.

Sangwoo held you close. He got home from a day at the restaurant, waiting tables and missing you so damn much. You greeted him with dinner and your sweet insides before a night of cuddling. He adored how your smaller frame and how hidden it was whenever you wore one of his oversized shirts. They almost fit you like dresses but you looked way more charming. No bra or panties underneath. It was a pleasant surprise every time he got ahold of you. That’s when it happened.

Sangwoo awoke in the middle of the night. You weren’t in his arms, so he went to look for you. You couldn’t have gone far and you didn’t. He found you in the kitchen. It was dark and when he reached to flip the light on, it didn’t work.

“What are you doing up so late?” The man asked you, his groggy voice invading your ears. You didn’t expect him to wake but this was fine. “I was just hungry. I can’t find any snacks, though. We should go shopping soon.” You smiled sweetly, hands behind your back. There was nothing in the room illuminating you but he could still tell you were smiling. “Sure, I’ll buy you whatever you want.” He replied, making his way over to you. He held you tight as he took in the scent you always wore. It was faint but he still loved it all the same.

“Whatever I want?” You repeated. He noticed that you didn’t return his embrace. “Yes, whatever you want, because I love you.”

“You love me?”

“Yes.”

“I…I love you too.”

It was at that moment that Sangwoo felt a sharp pain in his stomach. You suddenly became heavier as you leaned against him…or was his body just growing weaker? He let go of you, immediately falling to the floor. He’s never felt pain like this before.

As he fell to the ground, he saw the blood coating your shirt. His eyes finally adjusted to the dark. You held a kitchen knife in your hand. You dropped to your knees, scooting over towards him before plunging it in and out of his abdomen. He was your perfect victim. A man like him, murdered by a woman. The woman he loved. You proved everything right that you felt about love but no one else could have that. Not even the world.

“I love you, Oh Sangwoo! I love you too! I love you so, so much!”

So the world wouldn’t have him.

You turned his body into a beautiful flower. The man resisted as best as he could but you hit his vital organs very fast. The strength left his body as he began to go limp. He was losing blood too fast to do anything to you. It didn’t help that he always viewed you as weak. He never believed that you were capable of such things.

Killed. In the dark. By someone smaller than him.

Now, it was time for the rat.

“Bum~?”

The young man heard his name called through the door. He had been staying in the basement as he always had but it was very unheard of for you to talk to him like that. He knew you despised him.

Bum didn’t answer you. The pit of anxiety forming in his abdomen was growing ever more present. If he had any strength, he would hold the door shut but—

knock knock knock

“You don’t mind if I come in there do you?”

Your muffled voice held no anger; just a slight eagerness. It sounded as if you wanted to show him something. Bum was easy. He wanted to be scared of you but Sangwoo was someone he was always afraid of, but he loved him…even if there was never anything between them.

“What am I saying…?” You laughed quietly. “Of course I can come in.”

You entered the basement on your own. Bum was able to get a look at you, as the lights in the living area were now on and shining down into the basement. You were covered in blood, your hair was messy and you had visible bruising on your face and limbs. Sangwoo must’ve put up a fight in his last moments…

His stomach turned when he saw that your face had no remorse. Only your lips were curved into a sweet smile with your eyes wide like saucers.

“I’m sorry about Oh Sangwoo.” You uttered, almost robotically. “I know what he did to you.” You slowly walked over to him before planting yourself on the moist ground beside him.

“Wh-Why? Didn’t y-you love him?” He peeped, refusing to make eye contact with you. Your head snapped over to him. “Of course, I did. I love my Sangwoo. My Oh Sangwoo. The thing is…”

Bum gulped. “What…?”

“…did you love him too?”

He immediately began to shake his head. “No! No! I promise I didn’t.”

“Oh…” You sighed as your smile fell. Your eyes became half lidded and you began to blink slowly. Bum sighed too. It was a sigh of relief. His heart was pounding.

Slice!

“AAAAUUUUUUUUUUGGGGH!”

“Why do you lie, Yoon Bum?” You asked calmly. You ignored his continuous screaming as you went on. “You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t love my Oh Sangwoo. He was an idiot sometimes, but he was honest with me…he told me who you were, why you’re here…and how he caught you.”

Your hand twitched with anger as you plunged the knife deeper into Yoon Bum’s abdomen.

“My Sangwoo would never love a lowly being like you. You are lying scum.”

You turned Bum into a flower too. It wasn’t as pretty or fun as Oh Sangwoo but it was necessary.

#oh sangwoo x reader #oh sangwoo #killing stalking #killing stalking headcanons #koogi killing stalking #fem reader #dark romance

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lunaekalenda · 2 years

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Any spare head-canons or scenarios for a needy Ren? 🥺🤲 Like maybe him waiting for you to come home from work dressed in nothing but your shirt and clinging to your pillows because it smells like you? Desperately rutting his hips into your bedsheets because your scent is everywhere and he just found your laundry? Whining out his Angel’s name over and over again because he needs them so bad? I’m down horrendous for him and its honestly embarrassing XD

of course, of course! thanks for asking and sorry for the wait! i'm also down bad don't worry it's normal

nsfw under the line · obsession, stalking, possessiveness, yandere behavior · be aware.

· there isn't a moment he hates more than when you have to leave the nice apartment he got when you both started dating. even when he keeps his old apartment, and you didn't care to sleep on it, as little as it was, probably because Ren has something on that flat you shouldn't see. And also, from where will he spy you whenever you go back home?

· If the case is you leaving to sleep at home and clean the apartment you're still paying and in which you pass some nights, with Ren or without him, it's easy. He still has all those little hidden cams and, with a quick walk to his old flat, he can have you again in front of the cam, changing clothes, after showering, and his favorite: missing him.

· If you're leaving for work, that's a whole new world. He doesn't have cams at your workplace -yet- and still, he finds new and creative ways to keep you clear-cut on his mind. First, he has all the audiovisual content he has been collecting since he discovered your apartment number. Pics, videos and audios from the most diverse types and only one purpose: make him hard.

· If he had to rank all the things he has from you, he would definitely put first your first time together. Just hearing you moan his name while his fingers tickle with the memory of you clenching around them makes his eyes shine with lust and his voice break with desire.

· In any ways, it's also common to find him wearing your clothes, specially, your t-shirts. Some of them are too loose for him, some too little, but he still hugs them and takes them to his nose with his eyes closed, imagining you're already there, with him, and not in that stupid work where he has no way to enter.

· He doesn't know how many co-workers you have, how many of them are attractive, how many of them flirt with you. Maybe some are too touchy and maybe some too flirty, but it isn't anything that can't be fixed. Just tell him, and he'll be more than glad to make those hands useless and cut those tongues off so his angel won't get those problems at work anymore and, hopefully, with an example, everyone in the department, no, in the whole company, will learn what happens when you try to touch his angel.

· But, in anyway, he spends most of the time admiring your pics together, remembering the date you had last week or admiring and kissing the ring you bought each other after a couple months together.

· The first hours are pretty easy: he watches a couple videos, probably touches himself to them, cleans the mess he leaves after and daydreams about you and him, and the perfect future both of you are gonna have if you stay by his side, because there isn't anything he wants to avoid more than killing you. Don't obligate him, angel, it's really easy. Why wouldn't you stay with someone who loves you this deep?

· If you're late, he stalks your social apps profiles and also your GPS location - it's not his fault that you sleep leaving the mobile phone so accesible and with a bunch of easy passwords.- He isn't more than a worried boyfriend. Why are you late? Maybe something happened to you... Maybe you're with someone while he waits for you at home.

· Other times, he makes chores. He helps with everything he can, and you can't agree more on how lucky you are for having such an attentive and helper boyfriend by your side. He insists on doing the laundry almost every day, even when you have warned him a couple times because some of your panties - specially, thongs. - have been missing for a while. Ren promises always to search them harder, thinking the washing machine might probably have a hole that makes your panties and only your panties disappear.

· Even when he washes his own underwear, socks and bras, you don't find suspicious that the only things missing are your panties. Ren likes to keep anything that strongly smells like you, usually, with kinky purposes: Likes to touch himself with your t-shirts on, to put them between his teeth to get the scent closer; to improvise a flesh-light with your pillow, the one you use for your pretty face, and your bedsheets, that still keep the smell of your gel; to wrap your underwear around his cock and to use it for his own pleasure. There are little things he enjoys, solo fun with you in mind.

· Already at night, your absence is unbearable for him. He calls you at the exact hour your turn finishes and sends you messages to know he should go and pick you up. Gets happy as a puppy whenever you text him a selfie for his private collection with the caption "I'm way home!"; but also get irremediably sad whenever you delay because of extra work. Sometimes, that sadness just makes him wait for you on the couch, pouting as your name escapes from his mouth.

· Other times, it makes him a little angry, but nothing that will transcend after putting you against the first surface he finds and remembering you that there's a boyfriend who loves his angel very much and waits for their return everyday to find them being late. Making him wait. But no worry at all, angel. Starting tomorrow, you'll probably keep a mic and a cam on so he can make sure you're being productive and not leaving him, alright?

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buncoreclown · 2 months

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Bum: *likes frogs a lot*

Me: that's the autism

#yoon bum #killing stalking #sorry #its my headcanon #buts its practically canon #/j #but i relate a little too much

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sleepyorchidmonster · 2 years

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The reason Venti doesn't seem to have the same stalker problem as Barbara is because he just...teleports away whenever they get too annoying.

It also helps that last time this happened he was hanging out with Venessa, who filed a restraining order for him and, since that is technically a contract, Zhongli found out about it and decided to pay a visit via meteor....

So people are a bit afraid of harassing bards now.

Edit: Shout out to @banterismylovelanguage for reminding me of how random Venti can be, he just shows up in the weirdest places... I wouldn't be surprised if next time me meet him he us just composing a song while on top on Zhongli's head. It's a bug? Nope, it's a wisp.

#genshin impact #venti #zhongli #venessa #barbara #now we just need jean to follow on her idol's footsteps and file a restraining order on her sisters fanclub #or just let rosaria do her thing #let rosaria kill Albert please #headcanon that even the fatui are on the kill Albert bandwagon #they interrupt their stalking to steal the Holy Lyre to beat up Albert

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minks-country-club · 9 months

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I know this has technically been done before countless times, and I really love Adelisa_b 's fanfic "Point of Inversion" on Ao3

But I'm saying it anyways.

Spacedogs but in a "Killing Stalking" au.

PLEASE POINT ME IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION IF YOU KNOW A FANFIC LIKE THIS

#fanfiction #fanfic promt #fanfic #headcanon #heu #headcannibal #spacedogs #hannibal extended universe #nigel charlie countryman #nigel x adam #adam x nigel #adam raki x nigel #adam raki #adam 2009 #the necessary death of charlie countryman #charlie countryman #killing stalking

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notsobeautifuldisaester · 2 months

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I've been having KS on my mind, so here are some out-of-pocket headcanons (mainly about the side characters)

Tw: Homophobia, implied sexual content, sexual harassment, child injury, bullying, depression, disordered eating, PTSD, self-harm

Sangwoo killed nine women prior to the CEO'S daughter

Sangwoo picking of his victims varies. Sometimes it's because they're easy to get, sometimes it's because the victim pisses him off, sometimes they resemble his mom, and sometimes he thinks the world would be better off without them. The first one was an elderly lady who found Eunseo's corpse.

Sangwoo didn't kill every woman he dated/slept with. He has about 5 serious exes (One he killed when she found a tied-up victim of his.

Bum is a frequent user of dcinside, a forum site. He's usually on the dating advice side of things, he's usually a nuisance to the other user.

Kwak's son died in a traffic accident. Due to him and his ex wife divorcing (work got in the way), they don't see each other that much.

Seokho's ex-wife would have accepted if just told her Seokho he was gay (she would be confused at first but wouldn't harbor any resentment), she mainly was betrayed by his cheating, lying, and spending a considerable amount of money at the bars.

The bartender from the second gay bar and Seokho were friends from the military plus he was one of the few who attended his funeral.

Seokho's family practically disowned him not only for his infidelity but because he was gay

Seokho's family was generally strict and conservative which made him feel like he had to lie

Seokho was selfish in his encounters, usually rushing and pressuring his partners into sex before moving on to the next man.

He tried to get his act together with Sangwoo such as stopping himself when he noticed that Sangwoo was distressed and asking Sangwoo if he was going too fast.

Jieun and Donggyu were childhood friends. Their moms was friends and they grew to like each.

Their friendship wasn't entirely wholesome. You know those stock bully characters. That was them. Donggyu would steal people's food, kick them around, spray them with water guns and pull girl's hair while Jieun would make mean names for kids she saw as behind her (eg; they were ugly, acted oddly, smelled bad, or plain jealousy on her part.)

Jieun was actually serious about Sangwoo. All the boyfriends she had prior to him were more or less flings.

Choker Boy (Ro Kun-Won) is relatively plain and quiet in his day-to-day life.

The ski mom and her kid did survive their attack. The son woke up and got help.

Jieun's mother grew extremely depressed after her daughter's murder to the point that she barely ate and didn't have the energy to cry when identifying her daughter's body

Ski mom had trouble identifying her attacker since Sangwoo was wearing a mask, one of her eyes was bloodshot, and his hair wasn't showing. His eyes were his only identifying marker.

Both the ski mom and ski kid suffered psychological trauma from their attack. The ski mom was repeatedly questioned and accused of lying for attention even as going to court and showing evidence. The ski kid blames himself for getting them in the situation in the first place and suffers nightmares and self-harm due to guilt.

The Ceo's daughter was a massive goal for Sangwoo. He thought it he could kill her and get away with it, he could do anything.

Sam-Kyung (My fan name for the Ceo's daughter) show of "arrogance" was when she said that Sangwoo's house was a bit plain (as a joke)

Sam-Kyung only used her status as the CEO's daughter when Sangwoo was going to kill her, She and her father's relationship is a bit strained.

#ks #killing stalking #ks ski mom #ks sangwoo #ks ceo's daughter #min jieun #oh sangwoo #chief kwak #yoon bum #ks headcanons

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ninjasofl0v3 · 9 months

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OK BUT LIKE THE KILLING STALKING AU IDEA <333333 God I'd love to see some of ur hcs for it

🦋 content!: incest — uncle / niece. noncon & dubcon. stalking. kidnapping. rough sex. blood play. choking. knife play. anal sex.

qrow's obsession with ruby is so real, the last thing he has of summer & taiyang after being so alone for years that when he sees her again in signal, fully blossomed & laughing just like them, he has to find a quiet place to fist his cock until he cums groaning ruby's name. he needs her, & he won't let her go now.

it's only when she comes to beacon early that qrow can finally start putting his plans into action. leaving pictures of her in her dorm, gifts on her slashed pillows, the sweet contrasting his violent obsession so saccharinely. ruby only getting more & more terrified but obsessed in turn with who her stalker could be, why her. qrow watching adoringly at how she jumps at everything & clings to yang, as if his other niece will be enough to stop him.

the night qrow steals her from her dorm, ruby only has moments to see it's the distant man from her childhood memories before he's pressed the rag to her face. taking her out through the window with ease, elated he finally has his little rose.

when she wakes up in one of qrow's dive apartments, she's terrified. trembling & stumbling, trying to get up to flee only to find a chain shackled around her leg. when she tries her semblance, she's still too drugged up to do so & when qrow explains that this is the rest of her life for the meanwhile, he brushes away her tears with soft shushes. it's okay, uncle qrow is here. nothing will happen to her now ♡

qrow taking her virginity (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ pushing her down onto the bed & ripping her stockings just enough that he can spread those pale legs & fuck into her. relishing at the tightness & how ruby struggles beneath him, his hand on her throat to feel how that little cunt squeezes around him when he does the same to her throat.

all ruby can feel is the thick weight of him & his cock pounding inside her, the smell of alcohol & taste of it on her tongue when he kisses her roughly.

qrow moaning summer when he cums, slamming inside that little cunt so he's sure every drop is inside his rose. ruby being pulled into his embrace with her thighs bruised & pussy leaking cum.

eventually, the combination of the drugs & the stockholm syndrome has ruby buying into it, desperate for qrow's kind touches & to avoid the knives that draw blood or him angrily pushing her face into the pillow & shoving his cock in her ass. the tender moments where he slowly rocks into her & murmurs that no one will ever take her away again make her dizzy, desperate.

#rwby #lwde #ruby rose #qrow branwen #harvest moon #blog: headcanons #dead dove do not eat /#noncon /#dubcon /#blood play /#nsft /#au: killing stalking harvest moon

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sae-m0 · 2 years

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Hi !!! Myself Alex you can also call me sae I don't mind either name so here's a list of things to know about me ^^

•I go by he/they pronouns

•trans masc & nonbinary

•pansexual

Okay that's all about me so here is a list of things and shows I'll/I can write for

•I don't mind writing gore/violence/yandere/smut

•I won't write smut for adult x minor characters

•I don't mind writing characters as lgbt or any ship as long as I am comfortable with it

•angst/fluff

Okay so the anime/fandoms I'll write for

▪︎Tokyo revengers

▪︎demon slayer

▪︎jujutsu kaisen

▪︎mha

▪︎spy x family

▪︎bj alex

▪︎painter of night

▪︎killing stalking

▪︎stranger things

▪︎girl from nowhere

▪︎squid game

Thank you if you have read it all the way to the end :3 [request me some stuff to write] I'll be posting soon

#mha headcanons #bakudeku #mha imagines #mha x reader #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyorev headcanons #jjk fanfic #fandom ships #jjk angst #demon slayer #spy x family #bj alex #painter of the night #killing stalking #stranger things fluff

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jojikawa · 2 years

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my boy

Sangwoo x Killer!Fem!Reader

TW// if you know enough about killing stalking to be attracted to Sangwoo then there’s no reason for me to put a trigger warning.

Reader almost gets assaulted.

MASTERLIST

✧『Fandom』: Killing Stalking

✧『Character』: Oh Sangwoo

✧『Word Count』: 3,221 words 16,893 characters

✧『Summary』: You are invited to a Gala and decided that you will take Sangwoo as your date.

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𝙴𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝…

You had convinced Sangwoo to start going back to school. He had been missing a lot since you moved in with him. It was a bit hectic but eventually, things needed to turn back to normal. Not only was he missing school, but he hadn’t been completing work either.

For you, it wasn’t required to go every day because you had been going part-time. The reason why was because you had been chosen as a model for some time now. It was seasonal so you weren’t gone every day but it paid very well. Today you received an invitation to an event to be looked at by clothing companies to model their clothing. You seemed to meet the female Korean beauty standard despite being a foreigner.

The invitation was black with gold trim, dotted with italic and script font text and at the end had a handwritten signature of the person who was preparing the event.

“Well, I guess I can bring him.” You sighed to yourself and went to find Sangwoo. You found him in the kitchen, trying to cook something that would be up to your standards as a way to impress you. So far, you hadn’t seen any sign of Yoon Bum.

You figured that in order to get him to do what you wanted and behave well, you’d have to soften him up. Sangwoo gets crazy jealous when guys try to talk to you. He would become bitter towards you and passive-aggressive to anyone with a dick and eyes.

Except, this time—you couldn’t tolerate that. It wasn’t a trip to the mall or a date at a restaurant. This would be a viewing gallery and your chance to be picked for new gigs. You couldn’t have him being an asshole and ruining it because he thinks a guy is flirting with you.

You walked up to him and hugged him from behind. He knew your frame and could feel your breasts against his back. He didn’t know why but it felt very pleasant.

“Good morning.” You said quietly before taking in the yummy scent of your favorite breakfast food cooking.

“Oh, good morning.” He replied in a slightly deeper voice than usual. He wasn’t completely used to your affection and had to really try to keep his cool or else he would look soft.

You tried looking around his masculine body to see what he was up to without breaking the hug but ultimately, he was too big. You let go and he turned around with a pan and spatula in hand.

“What happened to making frozen things?” You asked, referencing a statement in the past of you taking a jab at his knowledge of cooking.

He explained that he wanted to do something for you because you were so “great.”

You couldn’t understand why he thought that or why it was so easy to manipulate him. Not until he opened up about his parents. You knew his parents were dead but it wasn’t until the incident, with that girl you had him dispose of, that he explained to you his abusive childhood.

He’s clung to you a lot more since then.

“Oh, I see,” You replied. “I wanted to ask you something.” You went over to the dining table and began to play with the salt and pepper that were placed on the table.

“What is it?” You heard him say.

“Did you open my mail?” Your voice was deep and stern, almost startling him. What mail? What were you talking about?

“Your mail? No.” He answered. “I didn’t know you got any. Did something happen?”

“I when to grab it before going back upstairs. It was opened already.” You informed him.

You couldn’t see his reactions but you could tell he was getting furious. You chalked it up to be another Yoon Bum occurrence. You didn’t mind, though. You just enjoyed the drama.

After not receiving a reply from him, you let out a “hm.” Before continuing.

“Anyway, the piece of mail I got was an invitation. I was selected to go to a modeling party. It’s important because it can help me get some new work.” You explained. “I think you should come with me.”

He seemed to calm down. He finished up what he was doing and put some of the food on a plate to give to you. The only thing he could think was:

‘Of course, I’m going. You didn’t even need to ask.’

Because he wanted to follow you everywhere you went and especially if there were other people involved.

Sangwoo knew that it was your dream to be loved by many, be beautiful, and have that be known by everyone. He knew you were a model and your work was seasonal. You made more than he did working as a barista despite only doing one or two photoshoots or just by taking a photo and putting it on your social media.

Although, he would like it a lot more if you stayed out of the public eye. Too many people…looking.

“When is it?”

“Tonight.”

Oh.

“Why such short notice?” He tried to get a little more information without disturbing you too much.

“Oh, I don’t know.” You replied. “I just received it today. It’s supposed to arrive ahead of time.” You explained.

“Hm.”

He was seething.

He silently served you breakfast and when you finished, you told him that you’d be getting ready.

“The gala starts at 6pm. I would get try to find something nice if I were you.” You told him as you began to walk away.

“Oh, we won’t match?” He half-shouted so that his voice could reach you.

“No.” You replied flatly before disappearing back upstairs.

Sangwoo frowned. He could never tell how you really felt about him. You would be in his arms and then it would feel like you didn’t even need him…

At first, he thought he was the one that was going to make you late but he found himself sitting on the couch, waiting for you to pop up. You told him he wasn’t allowed in the room because the dress you had gotten from your agency was a “surprise.” He didn’t like surprises but he also didn’t like upsetting you.

He got ready for the gala and put on his nicest clothes. He styled his hair and pulled out the expensive cologne that he only put on for special occasions.

He had his hair in a side part with most of his hair out of his face and a new suit he had wanted to try wearing.

Something similar to this:

You had finally called him for assistance when you were finally ready. You were wearing a beautiful white dress with fur and shear that basically getting all over the place! Something like this:

“You look…really nice,” Sangwoo muttered. Normally, he wouldn’t be so choked up when it came to girls but with you…it was different.

“I know.” You replied. “Now, can we go? I don’t want to be late.” Quickly, you felt the weight of the dress lessen as Sangwoo appeared behind you with the cloth in his hand. “Oh…” you exhaled. Not expecting him to be so ready to listen.

The two of you left out and Sangwoo secured the house so that Yoon Bum wouldn’t be able to leave. You wanted to ask about it but if he’s been kept here this long, he probably knows a lot more than you think he does. Like he’s…experienced.

In the car, the two of you didn’t talk much. Sangwoo could only imagine the things you could be thinking about. Ever since the night you attacked him, you acted so differently. You didn’t act bubbly or adorable. You were almost intimidating. Not in a way that made him scared, just in a way that made him want to do everything you said or else you would get angry…

He missed you. A lot. He wanted to connect with you again. Was he not loving enough?

“Sangwoo.”

He missed you…he missed you so much. He missed you sneaking up behind him and embracing him from behind.

“Sangwoo.”

Were you just bored of him? What could he do to make you find interest again? He just didn’t know…

“Sangwoo!”

Suddenly, the car stopped. You were jerked forward but were saved by your seat belt. Sangwoo had slammed the brakes. He gave you an eerie look as you furrowed your eyebrows at his carelessness.

“You passed the VIP parking. Now you have to back up.” You sighed, gathering your things so that you were ready to exit the vehicle when it was time.

When the car stopped and went in reverse for a bit. Sangwoo pulled into the VIP parking and you showed your invitation so that you could be let in. You waited for Sangwoo to get out of the car and let you out. You waited patiently as the man tried his best to help you exit without damaging your dress.

“Thank you.” You muttered before throwing yourself into his arms. He felt the butterflies burn in his abdomen at your affection. Every time you did it, it was like a new experience. The feeling you get when someone does it the first time.

Sangwoo just grunted in response before hugging you back. You then took his hand and led him into the Gala Hall.

“Okay.” You told him once you were inside. The place was extremely beautiful and bright. It looked like something only royalty would be allowed to step foot in.

“I’m going to mingle.” You told him. He purses his lips, hating the idea of you being alone or him being without you. “Mingle?” He repeated and you nodded.

“I’ve always wanted to branch out from just modeling and more of what I want to do. I want to be able to get a good deal so that I get paid more and work less.” You explained. His eyes drifted to the upper left and you narrowed your eyes at him. “So behave!”

“Oh. Yeah.” He replied and as quickly as he said it, you disappeared into the crowd of people.

Now he was just…alone.

Sangwoo tried his best to occupy himself. Here and there, he would see you zip by without paying him any mind. You were typically talking to someone or having a drink or eating an expensive snack. He just hope this would end soon.

He’s mostly used to being at school or at his job but this level of socializing wasn’t his thing. The fewer people there were, the more control he had.

Maybe an hour went by before Sangwoo saw you again. You were walking with a guy. It wasn’t some agent or anything. It was some young guy.

He didn’t think anything of it at first until he saw the boy reach up to move strands of your hair out of your face. The gesture was unwanted, seeing that toy smoothly removed his hand from your hair but your expressions didn’t change.

Clearly, he was trying to just flirt with you but Sangwoo took this as you being harassed. No one should touch you. Ever.

Suddenly, he saw you begin to wobble as stood there. It kinda looked like you were sick.

You had a drink on your hand too.

No good.

Sangwoo tried to make himself less noticeable as he pushed passed people to get to you. He was relatively tall and could see the top of your head in the crowd.

He was stopped by a couple of servants that tried offering him a drink and a snack. He declined without trying to make a scene.

“Hello, Sir!” One said.

“Would you like a cocktail and fresh-picked fruit?” The other chimed in.

“No thanks.” The man sported a fake smile before pushing past the two.

The thing was that he lost sight of you. Now, you were nowhere to be found. He asked around about you but it seems like no one saw where you went either.

You were a special guest and no one could tell him where you had gone? Sangwoo couldn’t think of a more useless group of people. It made him so angry but he needed to contain himself to keep up his image.

He went into the men’s restroom, and the women's restroom and even trespassed into the private bathroom. You weren’t there either. He still has one more place to check…

Your head was spinning. You could barely think, focus or even keep your eyes open but you knew you were fucked.

Royally fucked.

And now you were walking somewhere. You didn’t know where you were going and the man who drugged you was guiding you with a twisted smile on his face. You needed help.

You missed Sangwoo…you regretted leaving him on his own. You knew he would protect you. You just couldn’t stand how much of a blank canvas he was. You could mold him into anything you wanted him to be but sometimes, that was exhausting. You got tired of manipulating him and this time you were the one paying the price.

When you came to, you were in the backseat of a car. The man had gotten in beside you before locking the doors and rolling up the windows.

“Eh-“ Were the only noises coming out of your mouth. Just short breathless whispers.

The man hovered over you and you tried to resist. Your legs and arms felt like jelly. He groped your breast through your dress a bit, trying to create some sort of friction to see how your body would react.

You felt it. You felt something but it wasn’t pleasant at all.

You tried to push him but you were beginning to lose consciousness. Your eyes slowly fell shut and only deafening silence went by before ear-piercing commotion had begun.

You heard the man in front of your scream.

“H-Hey! You can’t do that! Please!”

Someone had broken the glass to the car door and it had swung open. You wished that you could see but your eyes just felt so heavy. You could only listen.

Only more screaming could be heard as the person who broke into the car attacked the man that had been trying to assault you.

After a few minutes, the screaming ceased and you felt yourself being picked up.

You had a bit of energy to open your eyes and when you did, it was Sangwoo.

His face was wet with tears. He was saying something you couldn’t hear, then you fell back asleep.

When you woke up again, you felt completely horrible. You had a splitting headache but you seemed to be in your bed. Naked, but thankfully, in your bed.

The sun that peaked through your curtains burned your eyes for an entire second before they had adjusted.

At the end of your bed were some cute pajamas that you would wear sometimes. You put them on and went to explore the house. It was business as usual but you weren’t able to find Sangwoo. You wanted to believe he went back to work but he would’ve at least told you or left a note.

You wandered the house barefoot. Still wobbling around and trying to get used to your legs again. You couldn’t remember what happened. Only bits and pieces.

You went to check the kitchen for food and drink. There was nothing quick you could grab. You would need to cook.

As you gathered the materials to make your breakfast, you heard the front door open. It was Sangwoo.

You went to the door to let him in before he could use the keypad like he always did. You opened the door and if you could describe the look on his face when he saw you, you would probably describe it as if he was looking at something extraordinary. Like he was staring at a goddess in the face.

“…why are you looking at me like that…?”

You rubbed your arm shyly and for the first time, you felt uncomfortable under his watchful eyes. He had groceries in his hands and dropped them before picking you up and holding you close in his arms.

He almost knocked the wind out of you with how tightly he hugged you!

“Put me down, moron! What’s gotten into you?” You tried to pretend like you didn’t want his affection but he didn’t let up.

“I thought I lost you. I thought he hurt you.”

“Who? Who are you-“ Then more memories flooded in. You had been drugged and Sangwoo came to save you.

You stayed silent.

Sangwoo continued to hold you and shower you in kisses. You stopped resisting his love and said:

“Did he hurt me?”

“No.”

“Did you hurt him?”

“…Yes. I did.”

You felt his arms loosen and you used that as your opportunity to get out of his grip. You crossed your arms and gave him a concerned look.

“What did you do?”

“I beat the shit out of him.”

Your eyes widened. “You what?”

If this weren’t a serious situation, you’d be laughing your ass off but this wasn’t like that at all. Sangwoo could go to jail.

“You realize that man is a part of the industry, right? He could have the police here at any moment and I’ll be blacklisted from my job!” You raised your voice a few octaves, almost yelling at him.

“I’m sorry.” He muttered.

“There was nothing else you could’ve done?”

You were truly at a loss for words. You didn’t know what to make of the situation. You wanted to be happy he saved you but the bad had outweighed the good.

Sangwoo just stayed silent. He knew that he messed up big time by going overboard and beating up the guy.

You sighed before moving a bit closer to him. He avoided eye contact and looked like he was really sorry. You reached up to cup his face in your hands. You made him look at you.

“Thank you.” You said before guiding his mouth to yours and planting a chaste kiss on his lips. You could tell he wanted more, so you kissed him again, this time more passionately.

You felt his strong arms wrap around you as he picked you up.

“No.” You said, shaking your head. “I don’t feel like having sex right now.” You place your hands on his chest to stop him. He had only picked you up but you knew him well enough to tell what his actions always led to.

Like the obedient dog you shaped him to be, he put you down and you went into the kitchen. A moment passed before he followed you close behind.

He followed you everywhere.

In the kitchen, the bathroom, and the living room.

And wherever you sat, he would take it upon himself to rest his head on your chest, lap, or tummy. He could tell you were still shaken up by the idea of what happened and just wanted you to feel safe.

The only thing that crossed his mind was killing the person who tried to harm you but he knew you’d be mad at him if he acted out of line. Perhaps, maybe he could do something for you.

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castielpegs · 2 years

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woah apparently drama went down. here have a cassy

#castiel #spn #i didn’t see any of it but I have seen. a lot of posts about it and about people abandoning ship #maybe because the people I follow are so sexy and cool and awesome.#from what I’ve seen like. i really didn’t think spn tumblr was that bad??#I lived through the worst of the hlvrai discourse and I’ve kinda been numb since that tho <3 #it was bad people were telling 15 year olds to kill themselves because they drew a non human character with non human skin tones #someone got canceled for not headcanoning that a character had a doctorate.#there was like. a group of people dedicated to stalking and doxxing people. mostly minors. who didn’t adhere to their golden standard #absolutely fucking insane behavior.#anyways. i don’t know what the drama was about im here for castiel and castiel only <3

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geyofftherails · 2 years

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-Requests-

°What will I write?°

-fanfics

-HCs

-literally anything

°What can I write for?°

-Bungou Stray Dogs [primary]

-Bones and All

-Vanitas no Carte

-HunterxHunter

-Jojo's Bizarre Adventure [all parts]

-Project Sekai

-most manwhas 🤩

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Chainsaw Man

-Given

-Banana Fish

-Our Life

-if its not here just ask I might know it

In closing, ask me whatever, I wanna write and I'll do anything 💪

#request #requests open #headcanons #bungou stray dogs #vanitas no carte #hunter x hunter #jojos bizarre adventure #project sekai #wolf in the house #bj alex #killing stalking #sign #ybc #chainsaw man #jujutsu kaisen #given #banana fish #our life

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slytherinslut0 · 5 months

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jealousy. | slytherin boy headcanons

author’s note: im completely unhinged, as always. no surprise there. love me some angry snake men🥵 please enjoy.

-your boyfriend sees another guy flirting with you in the hall.

Draco Malfoy.

Sees you from down the hall as he’s walking with his friends.

“You know what, guys, I’ll catch up with you after.”

Would literally ditch his friends to make his way over, collecting himself as saunters up to you and mystery man.

Would instantly grab your ass, no hesitation, grip firm enough to bruise. When you gasp, caught off guard, he’d shift his arm up and around your shoulder, pulling you against him.

“What’re we talking about?” He’d sneer.

His voice would be laced with feign interest, smirking down at you with blaring eyes before shooting daggers at the boy.

He’d simply chuckle at you when you tell him nothing, just school stuff, leaning down to place a possessive kiss on your cheek as he grabbed your hand.

“Wonderful. let’s head to class, yeah?”

He’d pull you away from that dude, shooting him another look meant to kill, a silent warning not to fuck with him.

Finally gets you alone in an empty corridor or bathroom; would waste literally no time at all before pushing you against the wall and grabbing your neck/jaw.

“Who the fuck was that, hm?”, “he was practically eye-fucking you…give me five good reasons why i shouldn’t have him expelled or hexed into bloody Azkaban.”

He’d be furious, but he’d also know that you’d never choose some other guy over him, so he’d soften once he hears the innocence in your tone.

“You’re mine, princess,” he’d loosen his grip, kissing you softly. “Say it.”

Blaise Zabini.

Was listening to music while walking down the hall, instantly rips out his headphones the second he sees you laughing a little too hard with some dude he doesn’t know.

He doesn’t necessarily stop walking, but he’d definitely slow his pace, kind of just watching, not wanting to interfere but also not wanting to look creepy stalking you from a distance.

When the guy doesn’t leave, he’d tired of waiting, saying “fuck it”, before marching over naturally.

This man is so fucking cool calm and collected he’d just saunter right up and join in, making himself at home.

He’d practically take over the conversation because he’s literally just that chill in every situation, seamlessly fitting right in, so fucking charming and loved by everyone.

You’d kind of just end up staring at him, smiling in silent awe, knowing that this was his way of asserting his place, letting the guy know what the fuck was up.

After the dude leaves he’d just causally look at you, smirking that charming smirk, wetting his lips as he hooked an arm around your shoulder and pulled you close, leaning down for a kiss.

“Ain’t no one getting you without getting me too, babygirl.” He’d murmur against your lips. “let that be known, right now, forever, always.”

Lorenzo Berkshire.

Would literally stop everything. The second he’d see you laughing and smiling he’d be completely unable to focus on anything else and would completely zone out of any conversations with his friends.

Would get like super anxious and flustered pretty much immediately.

Wouldn’t want to intrude so he’d just kind of hang back, wait for you against the wall and try not to stare too much.

His adorable little cheeks would flush, and he’d know he seemed utterly ridiculous so he’d try to busy himself with his shoelace or something while he waits.

You’d quickly cut off the conversation and move over to him, instantly being able to tell that he’s overthinking.

He’d smile at you, though you could still see the concern on his features.

“Who was that guy, darling?”

You’d tell him he was just a friend from class, no one special at all, pulling him in for a hug and giving him a quick smoochie on the cheek.

“Don’t worry enz, no one could ever take your place.”

He’d blush, trying to play it off. “Sorry love, I know you’re my girl.”

You’d take his hand, squeezing him hard, never wanting him to doubt that for a second. “Only yours baby, forever.”

Mattheo Riddle.

“Who the fuck-“

Would literally whip his bag at Theo, hastily shoving through the crowded hallway with blazing eyes, tunnel visioned as he tried to figure out where the fuck this dude found the audacity.

You wouldn’t even have to turn around to know he’s there, you’d be able to literally feel the anger radiating off of him.

You’d already know exactly where this was heading, but you’d also know there was no attempting to stop him because it’s pointless. Everyone in the school knows that.

Matty does what Matty wants, and right now, he wants to fuck up this guys face for even thinking about flirting with you.

You’d simply look up at him, noting his tensed jaw and his dark eyes as he glances between you and the dude, before fixing back on you, wetting his lips before he says,

“Is this fucker bothering you?”

Unable to help it, you’d smirk, shaking your head as you calmly attempted to talk him down.

“No Matty, he just asked if he could borrow my study notes-“

He’d heard more than enough.

“Study notes? Yeah, I don’t fucking think so,”

Without giving the guy a chance to react, he’d reach for his collar, shoving his back against the wall, teeth barred and face contorted in a snarl as he’d hiss:

“Bother my fucking girlfriend again and the only study notes you’ll need are the ones on how to drink out of a fucking straw, understand?”

Not interested in the response, he’d shove the guy away, eyes softening instantly as he moved back over to you, thrusting a hand through your hair as he kissed you like it’d been a hundred years, right in the middle of the hall for everyone to see.

And judging by the intensity in his grip, you’d already know, later that night, he’d be extra fucking sure to ask you who the fuck you belong to while he’s fucking you.

When he finally pulled back, he’d smirk at you. “Some bloody nerve on that guy, huh?”

You’d just shake your head and laugh, taking his hand as the two of you headed for class.

Theodore Nott.

He’d spot you from down the hall, his eyes instantly narrowing, gaze darting around as though he was missing something, as though this was some sort of sick joke.

Surely, this dude is mentally unwell, right? There’s no fucking way that he’s-

Doesn’t bother to think about it for even another fucking second, instantly shoving through the crowd to make his way over.

Proceeds to wrap his arm around your waist, other hand finding your jaw and pulling your lips to his before you could even process it.

Would proceed to full-on make out with you in front of the dude, and I mean tongue and all, his grip on your jaw so tight you’d know exactly what he was trying to do.

His hand around your waist might even slip lower, grazing over your ass, and then that’s when you’d attempt to gather yourself and push him back, completely embarrassed.

He’d just shrug, smirking down at you before he’d finally acknowledge the guys’ presence with literally nothing more than a glare meant to kill.

“Move along,” he’d say to the guy while pulling you away, grip tighter than ever. “This one’s fucking taken.”

As soon as he got you alone he’d be damn sure to remind you that you’re his, and only his, making you beg and whine his name before he fucked you like you deserved the pain.

Tom Riddle.

“AVADA KEDA-“

Lowkey kidding but not really.

No one would even dare because that man would make it clear as fucking day what would happen if they tried.

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