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amphibiahawks321 · 1 month
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Sae-Byeok : Why exactly did you want to date me in the first place? I'm not even that special...
M!Reader : .......
[Leaves the room]'
Sae-Byeok : ???
[Enters back to the room with a mirror on wheels and puts it Infront of her]
M!Reader : Your face is perfect, Your lips are gorgeous, Your hair style is sexy as fuck, Your eyes that people can get lost on, your awesome personality, your-
Sae-Byeok : .....
Sae-Byeok blushing : ......okay that's enough
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slamminslamminmcgill · 3 months
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joel is a strict top for SURE but like. imagine begging him to let you do butt stuff on him 🥺
“not a chance.”
“bet you’ll like it.”
“the hell i will.”
eventually you convince him to give you one attempt. if he doesn’t like it, you’ll never do it again.
you start out by blowing him, and your mouth relaxes him enough that he forgets what he’s agreed to. he closes his eyes, throws his head back, and lets you work your lips and tongue from his tip, all the way down to his balls.
and he’s not expecting it when you go lower.
the first flick of your tongue on his hole, and he flinches hard. you look up to check that he’s okay. he nods.
and then you devour him. sucking, slobbering, swirling your tongue all around the rim, thrusting in and out, making out with his asshole just as intensely as you do his lips. he’s biting his hand so you don’t hear him whimper.
and when he cums it’s with his cock down your throat and a finger pressing into his prostate.
you pull off him and give him the smuggest, smarmiest fucking smile, but before you can say anything he says,
“tell me ‘i told you so’ and i’ll smash your fuckin’ teeth in.”
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Yandere Sangwoo in the games
AU (two can live at the end) - Mentions of killing - Manipulation - NSFW - Jealous!Sangwoo - Mentions of Death -
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Yandere in games Sangwoo its a beast for the rest and a big softie for you.
You two know each other from college and Sangwoo always had a crush on you but never acted on it.
He tought being your friend was enough and he got to know your deepest secrets, but as soon as he saw how he could do other things with you if you two were together he started to get jealous and separated himself from you during last years.
This was to keep himself from going after your partner and punch them for hurting you or him getting delusional by your constant show of emotions towards him.
When he sees you in the games his mind its one thing: protect
Even if you are mad at him by how he cut you off without you knowing the reason he still makes you be part of his "team" (he needs to thank Gi-hun since he was the one to convince you).
But oh hell, you just made a Friends with the others so quickly-
He wants nothing but to put a knife on their necks.
He gives you small hints for the games, taking your hand by his forcefully making you go for the circle in the honey game.
Yes you are angry at him but Sangwoo is thinking in your survival (and his) and also thinking how good your hand feels against his. How soft your skin his and how cute you are when you press your hand around his when the game its announced.
Still....you are dense and dont let the pass go easily. So you end ignoring him most of the time. You tried once to get the reason of why he stopped taking to you but Sangwoo said it was not the time to talk about it.
So you go back to ignore him.
However one night he decides to go back to your bed. Laying down with you after one particular hard game, using your vulnerable state to whisper sweet words to help you feel less scared.
You just happened to lose one friend in the marble game and now you are too tired and sad to understand things. So of course you let Sangwoo in your bed. You let him pull you towards him, he kisses the back of your neck and ear making you shiver. He would use one hand to caress your belly imagining a life with you an a child in the future.
As some times passes you will find yourself trusting him more. Sangwoo ends being your shadow and your brain. Literally, he is the one who takes the decisions and does not let you say anything.
When the game of the glass PUENTE came you saw how Sangwoo pushed that men. You two fought over it like a married couple him saying it was to protect you but you still blame him as a murder.
And Sangwoo ends mad but somehow aroused by your strong persobality and convictions so he takes your hand and makes you go to the batrhoom with him with the excuse that is to wash the blood but its to fuck you inside one of the stalls.
Truly, you are not sure if you want him like this but at the feeling of his hot brath against your neck and his demanding kisses. His fingers touching you nice and fast hitting your weak spot and then his hard dick ending inside you and how he tells you how much he has dream about this and how nice you feel around him. You dont even notice when he cums inside you till later that night after the nice dinner they gave you.
Since you two are being so loved by the rich people seeing the games its decided two can win.
So now you have to fight off Gi-hun and Sae-byeok something that does not set down with you till you see Sangwoo killing her once Gi-hun its knocked down on the floor, blood coming out from his head.
And so the game ends. You two are drugged again and left on a cold park together. Sangwoo its the first to wake up and would quickly check his account and make you check yours. Since you are too stunned to do anything Sangwoo will use this chance to take you back to his aparent. He knows you will be mad at him for the next weeks so he needs to have you by his side so he can convince you that he is the best choice you have (you dont have one) and that you need him. Because who is going to believe you about the games? For sure you will need someone to talk to.
Basically, bond by trauma and manipulation. I can see him getting you to see his mother (who you already knew) telling her you two are an item and since you cant bring yourself to break the poor humans heart you will you accept your fate by Sangwoo side.
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Notes: this was so long and took me so much energy guys :,)
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luvsae · 8 months
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kang saebyeok gf headcanons
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although she might be intimidating to others, she is def a softie when it's just the two of you
saebyeok learned to love physical touch when dating you since you're so gentle with her
after work she would go to the store for you and bring you home a gift (most of the time it's food but you love it nonetheless)
she takes photos of you all the time. you're her lockscreen AND homescreen !!
she loves hugging you while you're sleeping, she also makes sure you're comfy before doing so
if you're sad, she'll try her best to help you - she does this by watching your favorite show with you, going on a walk with you, or simply sitting near you
she loves when you're with cheol because you're so good with him
her favorite place to kiss you is your lips - she loves how soft they are
saebyeok is always tracing her finger across your arm or your hand
she always wants to touch you (not in a sexual way)
her love language is sharing headphones with you while listening to music <333 she loves listening to your styles too !!
over all, she's a soft gf :')
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ladyqueendrag · 7 months
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“How About You Use Your Body To Pay?”
And he definitely used you in the dirtiest way possible; in every position and every piece of furniture until you fainted from pleasure and loss of breath.
But he wasn’t a complete monster. After The Salesman caught his own breath and regained some composure, he picked up your sore and sweaty body bridal-style and placed you gently on his California King sized bed.
Little did you know, in just a few hours, you had quickly turned into an obsession; a delicious kind of forbidden fruit he couldn’t get enough of.
You sleepily turned on your stomach, breathing softly as he watched your relaxed body get comfortable under his sheets… and he couldn’t stop himself from running his fingers along your spine while admiring your beauty.
“And you will continue to pay with your body… over and over again.”
WHO WANTS MORE??? Should I expand on this??
Edited by @queensoybean0724
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i-write-things · 9 months
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Truth or Dare with Yan!Chrollo
Playing truth or dare with Yan! Chrollo seems so childish on the outside because I mean, come on, it's a game we'd all play at recess in our childhood.
But it's no game when it's with chrollo. Because on one hand, it can be a great way to get answers and get him to do (most of) what you want, if you can convince him to play. On the other hand, it can be so, so dangerous.
Because while Chrollo knows you are probably playing this game just to get answers or get him to do something, he knows he has an equal advantage. But considering he's, well....Chrollo, He'll somehow have the upper hand.
If you haven't already succumbed to Stockholm Syndrome, it can be both exciting and difficult. I mean, really difficult. "Alright then, I'll play along. Truth, or dare?" He asks, finally setting down his book and deciding that at least it's one way to get your attention. And if he requests something difficult enough, perhaps you'll quit asking him. And if you don't quit, well, it will just confirm his theory that you really want something.
If you pick truth, well, he expected that. It's the safest option, to be fair. But don't be fooled. It's still not safe at all. "What's one thing that you do like that I do when I show you affection? Oh, and don't even consider lying, your body language will give you away." Something like that, anyway. and the questions will only get worse.
If you pick dare? Wow, you're feeling a bit more adventurous, aren't you? Your practically begging for it, he thinks. "Come here, sit on my lap." It'd start off small, but it would build to something worse than any truth he asked you.
If you HAVE succumbed to Stockholm Syndrome already, however, things will be more pleasant because he knows he doesn't have to force affection out of you. And if he's sure you love him enough, he might even be less suspecting of you trying to take advantage of him. But he'll still have that voice in his head telling him you are, especially if you only just started returning his affection.
Dares won't always have to be so...intimate. They can be, if he is especially in that mood and he thinks you are, too. But sometimes, they're just nice. Like, "Come here, my dear. This whole game would be much nicer if I can hold you the entire time, hm?" At this point, he probably only asks for truths. You might as well just not call it truth or dare, and rather "Cuddling with Chrollo while you ask each other questions". The only person who would be requesting dares when you're in his arms is you, because he wants to chill now that you're with him. He'd probably ask for sweet gestures, like a kiss on the cheek or something simple.
Truths can range from him asking you deep thinking questions, things about philosophy, your moral ground, what you'd do in certain situations, and on occasions, just whatever he's curious about you to know.
"What's something you've never told me before?"
"Hmm...Sometimes, when I say I need I hug, I don't really. Sometimes I only say this because I think you need a hug.
...Chrollo?"
If you answered something super sweet and affectionate like that, he'd take a moment to just....let that sink in, before hugging you tightly nuzzling your neck or kissing you. "You're so sweet, my dear."
He really thought it was super sweet. His dead heart was already beating when he was holding you, or just in your presence, but after that? He may seem calm on the exterior, but inside his heart erupted into fireworks. He might consider doing something sweet for you back, like getting you something he knows you'd enjoy.
He'd, of course, fill out his dares to the best of his ability and answer his truths 100% honestly, but don't be too surprised when you come to face with loopholes. This is Chrollo, what did you expect? Even if you're affectionate back, expect at least some loopholes. Though, it's a lot less and a lot less severe than if you didn't return the affection.
Just do yourself a favor, and just...try to love him back. It'll make things much easier for the both of you. Maybe your pride won't let you (or the fact he's a mass murderer), but seriously, it'd just be a lot easier. So give it a try. Besides, it might not be all that bad?
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niki-phoria · 1 year
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i'm so in love with her help
pairing: saebyeok x gn!reader (they/them pronouns) genre: fluff, some comfort word count: 2.4k (longest fic i've ever written :)) )
summary: saebyeok protecting her s/o when the fights break out
warnings: not exactly canon compliant but i tried, mainly based on ep 04, canon typical violence, blood, murder, violence, cussing, reader gets stabbed, reader hits someone with a pipe, deoksu is deoksu
a/n: i've been rewatching squid game and falling in love with saebyeok again so i made this. i'm thinking of writing for her so feel free to send any requests (male/gn only)
requests open !! read my rules first
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your shoulder just barely brushes against saebyeok’s as you sit down next to her. you set the soda down by your feet, peeling the boiled egg in your hands. you remain in silence as you watch the other players continue shuffling through the line, each taking one bottle of soda and a boiled egg each. 
your attention is stolen away from your food when a man starts yelling at the guard in front of him. “where’s my food?” 
“we prepared enough food for each of the players.” the guard says. 
“i didn’t get any! how can you prepare enough if you leave five people without anything?” 
from across the room, a woman stands, pointing over at deoksu and his group. he seems unbothered by the sudden attention, simply taking another swing from the bottle of stolen soda. “i saw them take food twice.” deoksu scoffs, looking over at her. the man spins on his heel, walking over to him. he walks up to deoksu, leaning in so their faces almost touch. “do you think it’s funny?” the man asks. “taking someone else’s food?” 
deoksu steps back, tilting the bottle in his hand. “this is yours?” he raises an eyebrow. “i don’t see your name on it.” 
“you asshole!” the man yells out, grabbing at the bottle. deoksu refuses to let go. they scuffle for a few seconds before the bottle slips from their hands, falling to the ground and shattering. soda spreads across the floor, mixing with the broken glass. 
“you fucking idiot,” deoksu hisses, punching the man. you flinch as the man falls to the ground, failing to fight back. deoksu is unrelenting as he continues hitting him until the man lays on the ground, unmoving. he kicks the man’s stomach until he coughs up blood onto the tile floor before finally walking away. 
the guards stand unmoving from across the room. dread builds in your stomach as you watch deoksu walk back to his group. you can almost feel the tension spreading across the room, a silent agreement between the players that a fight is going to break out sooner rather than later. a man walks over to the unmoving man, kneeling down next to him. he shakes him a little. “hey, are you alright?” the man presses two fingers against his neck, searching for his pulse point before looking up, confirming what you’re already fearing. the dread starts turning into fear. the realization that it may not only be the games that kill you, but the players as well, sends shivers down your spine. 
 a man - player 456 stands. “a player is dead!” he yells. he ignores his friend’s pitiful attempt to stop him, walking up to the guards. “how could you just let a player die?” 
the guards don’t respond. behind them, the doors open. two more guards enter, carrying a box. “player 174 has been eliminated.” the announcement plays. your eyes stay glued to the guards as they kneel down to place the man’s body into the box before placing the lid on top and carrying it out of the room. 
you’re brought back to reality when saebyeok gently nudges you with her knee. “are you okay?” she whispers. 
after a few seconds, you reply. “we’re not safe here. what if the fighting continues?”
she glances over at deoksu and his group before refocusing on you. “hey, don’t worry, okay? i’ll protect you.” you look over at her, nodding. despite her reassurances, the fear you’re feeling remains, settling deep into your stomach. saebyeok subtly reaches over to grab your hand, stroking her thumb against your knuckles. “nothing will ever hurt you. not while i’m here. i promise.” 
she stares deep into your eyes. their darkness is alluring. you allow yourself to get lost in them. the death games and murder and your suffocating debts don’t matter. at least not right now, with saebyeok holding your hand and promising your safety. 
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you’re stiff as you lay in your bed, staring up at the bunk above yours. “lights out in 30 seconds.” the announcement plays. you can barely see the timer on the wall as it counts down. each second feels simultaneously agonizingly slow and increasingly fast. 
anxiety continues to build in your stomach as the lights shut off. there’s a few seconds of tense silence before you can hear someone leaving their bed. they creep through between the various bunks until they stop moving. his words are barely audible as he whispers something before a woman screams. the sound makes you flinch. your body freezes. the sound paralyzes you. 
you aren’t given any time to react before more people start leaving their beds, mindlessly attacking each other. the overhead lights start flickering above you. you slip out of your bed before the bunk starts falling, desperate to put any distance between yourself and any other players. 
you gasp when someone grabs your arm, pushing you back against the brick wall. the breath is stolen from your lungs as they pin you there. you bring your hands up to protect yourself. something slashes into the flesh of your forearm, barely missing your face. 
you kick at your attacker, trying to get away. their grip falters slightly, but it isn’t enough for you to break free. adrenaline controls all of your actions. the man pinning you to the wall brings his hand up. he’s holding a piece of broken glass from a soda bottle. he stabs forwards, aiming for your chest. you desperately twist your body away from him. it pierces your shoulder instead, digging deep into your flesh. 
you aren’t given any time to dwell on the pain when the man is forcefully pulled off of you. he yells out as he hits the ground, tumbling down away from you. your savior grabs your forearm, pulling you away from the group of men chasing you. 
you pant as you follow them into the darkness underneath a bunk. when the lights flash again, you can finally see who they are. saebyeok. she holds your face, eyes fixated on your own. “i’m okay,” you pant, reaching up to grab her hand. 
“you’re not,” she murmurs, pressing a hand against your shoulder. you wince at the pressure. 
“i will be.” in the flashes of light you can see the blood that coats her jacket and shirt. deep red soaks into the fabric, staining it. “you’re covered in blood.” 
“it’s not mine.” the words bring an odd sense of comfort to you. despite their connotation, you feel selfishly grateful that saebyeok’s life was spared in place of someone else’s. 
your internal debate is interrupted when she grabs your hand. in the momentary break from the chaos she quickly squeezes it three times. your code. i love you. “come on,” she whispers. “we’re not safe here.” you nod, forcing yourself to stand on shaky knees. she lets you intertwine your fingers, leading you to the other side of the room. 
you recognize the man she approaches. player 456. he lets out something akin to a relieved sigh, glancing over saebyeok’s shoulder at you. “you came.” 
“you asked.” the shake in her voice is barely noticeable, but you can tell that it’s there. you squeeze her hand, glancing behind you. deoksu pants, gripping saebyeok’s pocket knife in his hand. you pull her with you out of the way, grunting as your injured shoulder slams against the ground. 
another man steps in, swinging a metal pipe he must’ve gotten from the bunks at deoksu. you clamber to your feet as saebyeok positions her body in front of yours. 
all around you, the fighting continues. you kick another man away from you, wrestling the pipe he holds out of his hands and swinging it against his temple. bile builds in your throat as his body collapses to the floor.
saebyeok’s hand slipping into your own once again spreads relief throughout your body. she keeps you close to her before the old man starts yelling from somewhere above you. “stop it!” his voice shakes. “at this rate, we’re all going to die! i’m scared!” 
the lights turn on almost immediately. the doors swing open to reveal a group of guards. a man in a square mask raises a handgun, firing multiple shots into the ceiling. 
the chaos stops almost immediately. you drop the pipe in your hand, watching as the guards begin to approach. you only let go of saebyeok’s hand when they raise their guns at you, ordering you to turn around as they pat you down. 
your hands shake as you keep them raised. behind you, a guard leans in, his voice low. “player 456, is there a man named hwang in-ho here?” 
“we don’t know each other’s names.” he responds. the guard doesn’t outwardly react, instead moving on to pat down the rest of the players. 
you drop your hands back down to your side when the guards regroup in front of the door. they hold their guns over their chest. behind them, another swarm of guards approaches. they carry coffins decorated to look like a present box. 
you sit back down next to saebyeok on the remains of a bunk bed. she reaches over to grab your hand, squeezing it in hers. you watch as the guards silently pick up each corpse, placing them into the coffins before setting the lid on top and carrying them out - two per box. 
once you’re sure the fighting has stopped, saebyeok turns her attention to your shoulder. her hands are gentle as she peels your jacket out of the way before you slip your arm out of the shirt underneath to give her full access to the wound. she presses a nearby blanket against it to stop the bleeding, cursing under her breath. “i don’t think you’ll need stitches.” 
you nod to yourself. “that’s good.” the words feel as hollow as they sound. 
“do you know who did this?” 
“no,” you wince as she increases the pressure. “it was too dark.” 
saebyeok doesn’t outwardly react again, instead ripping the blanket apart into a makeshift bandage. she wraps it around your arm, checking it periodically to make sure it isn’t bleeding too much. her voice is barely a whisper when she speaks again. she leans in so her lips ghost against your neck, breath warm against your skin. it sends shivers down your spine. it always has whenever she takes care of you. “come find me tomorrow. the fighting won’t stop tonight.”
saebyeok pulls away when you give a curt nod. carefully, you guide your arm back into the shirt before pulling your jacket back up over your shoulder. she reaches over to grab another clean blanket from a different bed. she places it over your lap before sitting down so close to you that your knees touch. she sits on your right side in between you and the group of men you’ve tentatively agreed to work with. you move the blanket so it rests over her lap as well. you can tell she’s grateful when her knee gently knocks into yours three times. i love you. 
silence falls over you for a few minutes before player 456 speaks again. “we don’t know each other’s names.” he says. 
“i know yours,” one of them points. “ssangmun-dong.” 
“ah, that’s where i’m from,” the man chuckles. “my name is seong gihun.” 
“i’m cho sangwoo.” another man introduces. he’s wearing a thin pair of glasses that frame his face. “what’s your name?” 
“ali,” the man smiles, glancing between sangwoo and gihun. “ali abdul.” 
gihun nods before turning to you and saebyeok. “and you?” 
saebyeok glances at him. you keep your gaze fixated on her, waiting for her cue on what to say. “why do you need to know our names?”
“if we’re going to work together we should at least build a little bit of trust, starting with our names.” 
saebyeok looks away, staring straight ahead. “i don’t trust you. especially not someone who was dumb enough to end up here.” 
“you trust them,” gihun gestures to you. this time she glares at him. 
“don’t talk about them. don’t even look at them.” 
he sighs. “you don’t trust people because they’re trustworthy. you trust them because there’s nothing else to rely on.” 
saebyeok glances at you for a second before turning back to gihun. “kang saebyeok.” 
“saebyeok,” he repeats. “that’s a nice name. it doesn’t suit you, though.” 
“l/n y/n.” 
gihun nods in acknowledgement, turning his attention to the old man. “and you, sir? what’s your name?” 
“my… my name…” his voice shakes. his eyebrows furrow. he squints as if he’s searching through his memory. a part of your heart aches for him. you wonder how he’s ended up here. “my name…” 
you can practically watch as gihun’s face falls. he leans down to place a hand on his shoulder, patting it gently. “it’s okay,” he smiles. “you know, sometimes when i get really stressed, i can’t remember my address or my security code.” 
the man dismissively nods at him before he continues staring at the floor. “my name…” he mutters to himself. 
“we should get some sleep,” sangwoo interrupts. “we’ll need it for our game tomorrow.” 
“that’s a good idea,” gihun agrees. he sits down on the stairs, leaning against the metal of the bunk. 
silence falls over the room once again. suddenly, without warning, the lights turn off, leaving you in darkness. apprehension builds in your stomach. saebyeok reaches over underneath the blanket to grab your hand, squeezing it three times. i love you. she coaxes you to lean your head onto her shoulder. “sleep.” she whispers. you glance up at her questioningly. “don’t worry, i’ll protect you.” 
you nod, letting out a sigh. exhaustion hits you hard and sudden. despite your circumstances, saebyeok’s presence next to you manages to make you feel safe, as she always does. her body feels warm against yours. her arm wraps around your waist, coaxing your head from her shoulder down into her lap. she runs her hand through your hair, twisting the strands in between her fingers. a warm feeling spreads throughout your body. overwhelming warmth. safety. love. your body relaxes until you let yourself fall asleep, safe in saebyeok’s protection. 
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Yandere Squid Game Au | Dabi
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Working for a secret organization that murdered its players on a massive scale wasn’t as horrifying as it sounds. Granted, it was truly mortifying but you get used to it. You don’t show your face, you don’t flinch, and you listen to the Frontman. If you keep quiet and stay in your lane it isn’t long before you start moving up the ladder. From triangle to circle to square–it was like any other job. Like in any typical occupation if your boss, finds favor in your physique or otherwise you naturally get promoted. Thus was your fate as you went from being a mere circle to becoming the masked servant in the VIP room where you subject yourself to the whims of the richest and most loathsome patrons to the beloved Squid Game.
Today you were aiding the VIP with dyed black hair and stapled scars around his neck. He later instructed you to call him Touya. But when he first departed on his helicopter, his companions called him:
Dabi. 
Dabi or Touya is a wolf that doesn’t bother to conceal himself. Acting as the outlier to his troupe he trailed behind more interested in entertaining himself. Specifically with you. 
“Well, aren’t you cute? 
The moment he walked in his brazen blue eyes shifted beneath his mask. Sticking to you like glue as you weave behind each of the VIP spaces with only the finest scotch in hand. Feeling his burning stare on the back of your head you do him last, fully expecting to be halted from returning to your post. You were right to do so as he pulls at your suit, holding you in place as you were still bent down in a motion to pour into his cup.
“Sit, cutie. No need to be scared.”
He smirks when he says that. Clenching the silken fabric in between his polished fingertips until you did exactly that. Sitting beside him on the plush couch surrounded by exotic women and men painted in the patterns of seductive predators. Lifting you from the velvety seat into his lap, your bottom comes to rest on the crux of his crotch; already exposed by the widened stance of his legs. 
Throughout the games Touya holds you firm as he bucks his hips, causing you to bounce at the force. He holds you firmly by the hips rubbing tentatively as the contestants begin to fight. At this time he’s not really focused on the games. You know this because you feel the rough heated lips against the skin of your neck. His hands begin to wander as he squeezes the meat of your thighs, your stomach, your chest–he helps himself to all of it. But he still proposes his commentary, a little preoccupied but willing to participate.
“Mmmm~Tastes good…I’m guessing 56 isn’t going to make it. They have that ugly look that dead people get already.”
Touya despite his protests to his friends does get interested. Only holding you tight to his chest as he watches the show. Sucking his teeth in your ears as he watches a bet of his go down the drain. Sometimes his hands slip into your suit but only to rub against the warm texture of your skin. If you didn’t know any better you’d say his touch was loving
You admit you get comfortable, trading your stiffness for relaxed leisure as you let your body meld into Touya’s.  The Front Man may send you a look but the moment you move to straighten up your VIP yells at your boss.
“Oi don’t you dare look at them! They're busy pleasing me, so just turn around and do your job.”
For some reason, he really hates the Front Man as he insults and throws his glass near the masked man’s head. You don’t flinch but you silently hope that the VIP’s behavior isn’t attributed to you. As if to calm your nerves the patron underneath you held you tighter, shifting his position to cradle you against the lying seat.
“Oi better not fire them! I better see them next time I come around.”
And he does. Immediately calling you to his side when he does show up to watch the Squid Game. He touches you without restraint; as if actually missing you for the year you were apart.  Despite how much he seems to indulge in you he never wishes to disappear with you, not until his fifth visit. That was the first time he led you away from the main viewing room; smirking as his friends jeered.
“Oooh Dabi and the cutie are slipping away! But your going to miss the big final!”
“Piss off.”
“Ooooo so possessive?”
The fifth time is also the time he makes his proposal promise. He kisses you like a starving animal, wild without reason as he devours you. He would take off your mask but his gaze keeps drifting to the different decor of the room. He knows you two are being watched.  In between moans and groans he proposes a change of space.
“Why-ah-don’t we take this back to my place~!”
You protest adamantly that you must stay…how else were you supposed to collect your check? Even going so far as to pin it on your superior, who was the only one who could actually shift some weight in place of the host. He growls and you yip letting your hands grip the grooves of the golden-dusted wall. 
In the panting exhaustion that concludes you vaguely register the off-handed musing that comes from behind. With a tone that only wished for death, he spoke through his teeth and under his breath making your skin raise into a tizzy of goosebumps.
“...tter say, yes. Or I’ll burn the prude myself.”
You both worry and praise his departure. Even so, you find your inner self swooning at the way his crystal orbs look at you through his wolf mask with an uncontained want. Flicking away to glare at the Front Man. You have the sneaking suspicion that his sixth visit will be your last…that is if you aren’t dead before then.
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ahsxual · 4 months
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Hi! Your writing is wonderful, and I wanted to wish you the best of luck on your exams in advance 🥰 could you imagine the stoic Sang-woo proposing to his girlfriend? Idk the idea of him being in a relationship and coming to terms with his emotions fascinates me. Thanks!
Sweet Proposal
Pairing: Cho Sang-woo x GN!Reader
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 2,2k
A/N: Awww thank you, dear anon! I truly appreciate your kind words, it means the world to me 🥺💓 I have to say that I agree with you and I absolutely loved your idea for this request! I hope you enjoy my writing and I wish you the best <33 I wrote this request a long time ago and never posted it idk why, but here goes (my apologies🥺)
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You and Sang-woo have been dating a few years now: you met him through his mother, the woman who you visited everytime you passed by her store and who you always bought something fresh to eat. Her products were of great quality, besides the fact that she was the kindest woman you have ever met in your entire life. She treated you like her own daughter/son, and since you lived by yourself in south korea, you really appreciated having someone who you could count on. Whenever you had a bad day, you would tell her and she would help you by giving you the best advices from her life experience, so your relationship was pretty close. Until one day, her son visited her, and that's when you met the love of your life.
"Good morning, miss Cho!" you greeted your second mother as you liked to call her, only for her to turn to you with the biggest smile and bright eyes on her face, as always. However, this time she had company.
"Oh, my sweet Y/N! Come here sweetie, please let me introduce you my wonderful son, Cho Sang-woo!" she seemed so excited, in contrast to her son who seemed pretty serious and uncomfortable with the all situation.
"Hey." he simply said with a low, yet neutral tone, making you realize that he was quite the opposite from his mother: she shined even in the darkest days, while he somehow brings darkness wherever he goes to. But the fact that he had such a hard personality to deal with and understand, instead of pushing you away, only made you even more curious about that mysterious man. Besides the fact that he is incredibly handsome, but that's another story.
"Hey there! I'm L/N Y/N, nice to meet you." you put your hand in front of him so you wouldn't be just standing there looking awkwardly at each other. He looked at it for a second, before taking it and shaking it gently, like he was afraid to break your way smaller hand.
"I'm so happy you finally met my son! I'm sure you two will get along just perfectly!" her joy was contagious, yet her own son didn't seem to let his mother's charm get him. You heard her talking about her amazing son so many times, saying how he was a kind man, and extremely intelligent and responsible. Yet, here he is, looking like his life was a complete chaos.
"Yeah, I'm sure we will." you answered shyly, only for him to look at you with a surprised expression. You simply smiled at him, making him blush slightly at your cuteness.
Now you are in the bed with your soulmate by your side, watching him sleep peacefully: who would have known you two would get here? Together?? You didn't know the right answer for that as well, but the truth is that life can really surprise you.
You were Sang-woo’s first love: the only person who stood with him no matter how many problems he had, both professionally and psychologically. You would never give up on him, and that's what made him realize you were the love of his life, the soulmate he was unconsciously looking for so desperately. No one would ever guessed, but one of Sang-woo’s main goals in his life is creating a family who loved and supported him until the end, to feel the happiness and comfort of waking up every day next to his significant other. However, before meeting you, his problem was that he never had the patience or motivation to find love or to continue to please his possible partner until they fell for him. No, he wanted to focus on his professional career first, the rest just being mere details. What made him fall for you, was your dedication to be with him and build a promising life by his side, supporting him and helping him whenever he needed: you were also the first and only person who he told about his fears, insecurities and feelings about certain topics, but only after a few, long months of building trust and courage. And you did the same: you considered him your best friend, because he always helped you with the most racional advices, which were the best in your opinion.
After a few minutes of analyzing lovingly every feature that you knew so well of your loved one, you noticed him moving slightly and groaning from waking up from his precious sleep.
"Good morning, tough guy." you joked, only to receive a confused expression from him just before he rolled his reddish eyes and laugh at the nickname.
"Good morning, babe." his voice was so deep that it made you have inappropriate thoughts, however you knew he was too tired for it right now. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, I actually did. As for you, I think I don't even have to ask." you laughed at his still sleepy state, before putting your legs over him and hug his long torso. He pulled you closer, closing the space that separated your hungry lips before kissing you slowly, yet with the perfect amount of passion and love.
"Yeah, I really needed to rest my mind and body from yesterday." you shyly laughed at him before hitting his arm when he reminded you from your passionate love session from the night before.
"You silly!" the moment you called him that, he rolled you over so he could be on top.
"Call me that again and see what happens." he warned you with a serious face, yet you knew him better. He was obviously messing with you, and you would be lying if you said you didn't like his demanding behavior.
"Can you join me in the shower, babe? Please?" you decided to change the subject, giving him the pleading look that you knew he couldn't resist.
"Yeah, sure." he smiled before giving you a quick kiss on the lips. "Just wait for me, I'll be right back."
"Ok, I'll wait for you." you gave him a last peck on his lips, before making your way to the bathroom, unconscious of what was coming for you.
That day your boyfriend invited you to dinner at a fancy restaurant, so you thought it would be a simple date like the many you've had before. But this time, he had promising plans for you and your future together, something you weren't expecting to happen so soon. It was already 7:30 pm, so he called you to hurry so you could be on time at the restaurant.
"I'm coming!" you warned your handsome boyfriend, before you appeared in front of him dressing your favorite date outfit that he bought you a few days ago.
"You look gorgeous, sweetheart." his eyes were full of love, admiration and pride for you, making your heart melt with happiness. You felt so loved at that moment... you still couldn't believe you were dating that man.
"Thank you, love. Let's go." you thanked him, before leaving your house and walk to get into his expensive black car.
You and Sang-woo arrived at the restaurant 15 minutes earlier, so you took your time to sit at your reserved table. The restaurant was outstanding: everyone was dressed nicely and the environment was peaceful and romantic; it was an expensive and well known restaurant from your city, which made you feel important. You also felt really happy to know that your boyfriend took you on a date at a very welcoming and beautiful place: it meant that he really loved you and makes a real effort to build up your relationship by changing your routine from time to time, which was healthy for both of you.
A few hours passed and you talked about everything and anything: your plans for your future together, funny stories that happened in your childhood that you didn't know about, how work was going and who are the people you like or dislike... it was a really nice, yet nostalgic and interesting conversation. After that, he insisted to pay your dinner. You felt bad, so he promised next time you could pay, which you knew he was lying.
When you left the restaurant, hand in hand, he told you that his plans for that night weren't done yet.
"I need you to do something for me, honey." your future husband said as soon as you entered the car. You looked at him suspiciously, waiting for whatever was coming. "Close your eyes." he simply said.
"What? Why would you-"
"Just trust me, ok? It's not like I'll kidnap you or something." he made sure to use his sarcasm to relax you a little bit, indirectly telling you that he wasn't going to do anything bad.
"I wouldn't mind if you did so." your sassy comment made him laugh quietly, before you closed your eyes and heard his car running.
Minutes passed and you were starting to get bored with having your eyes closed for so long. At least his strong grip on your inner thigh kept you entertained during the car trip. Suddenly, you felt the car stop slowly, and that's when you realized you had finally arrived at your destination. You were about to open your eyes, when you felt a smack on your thigh.
"Ah! I didn't say you could open your eyes already, did I?" his demanding tone made you internally scream and blush hard, but you needed to remain calm to not lead things to another way, since you didn't want to ruin the plans he made for you.
He helped you getting out of the car, before putting his hand on your waist to guide you to the place where he would make the big proposal.
"Open your eyes, love." he whispered into your ear. The moment you opened your eyes, tears instantly made their way to your warm cheeks: you could watch and admire each star on the sky, shining in your direction; it was full moon night, which made you think that Sang-woo chose this specific night for that reason; in front of you, you could also see and hear the calm and relaxing dark-blue sea moving at a slow and therapeutical pace. It was the most romantic moment you ever had and even imagined. You were too focus on the ocean and the brilliant stars above you, that you didn't even notice what was written on the sand: "Will you marry me, Y/N?" was written in huge and well marked letters. This made your heart beat at an incredibly fast pace and your vision to go blurry due to the emotional warm tears that wanted to escape from your eyes.
"Baby, what's all of thi-" when you turned around in hope that the man of your life would explain what was happening at that moment, even tho you knew already, you saw him kneeling instead, looking at you nervously with a small black box on his hands which contained a shining ring inside.
"L/n Y/n, I know I'm not the best lover sometimes due to my emotionless personality, however you liberate a more loving, caring and passionate side of me that I never knew I could have until I met you. I never thought I could be so in love with someone... and to be honest, I didn't even know what was love before I kissed you for the first time. I'm sorry for all the times I made you upset, but I promise I'll be a better person for you. So... will you marry me, my love?" you never saw your boyfriend being so open with his feelings, not even towards you, so you knew this was extremely hard for him and that all what he was saying was the pure truth. Also for the first time you noticed Sang-woo cry in front of you, even though he remained with a neutral facial expression.
Deep inside, you knew he feels a lot, he just used this "mask" to hide his vulnerability and pretend he is emotionless. But with you, he doesn't feel the need to pretend to be strong all the time. And that's when he realized it was you who he was going to marry and spend the rest of his life with.
You couldn't help but cry in front of him, his action caughting you by surprise, in a good sense.
"Of course my love, of course I will marry you!! There is nothing I desire more than to have you as my husband." he smiled until his cheeks started to get sore: this moment was unique and special for both of you. You always made him forget any pain he might feel. He quickly stood up and picked up into his arms, spinning you over and over again until you both felt almost dizzy.
That night was unforgettable for both of you, and now that you had a wedding ring on your finger, you couldn't think about anything else than stepping onto the altar and marry the man of your dreams.
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matchesarelit · 9 months
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Squid Game Masterlist
*= suggestive (minors dni) ** = smut (minors dni)
Squid Game
Guards
Writings
Big ol' softy (Part 2) (Part 3)
Soft!Guard helps reader escape softness ensues
Seamstress
Acting as the Frontman's PA, and when you have to lead a group of guards you have to teach a lesson in respect.
Chef
Acting as the Frontman's PA, and when you have to lead a group of guards you end up having them all hanging off your every word.
Bridge Engineer
Acting as the Frontman's PA, and when you have to lead a group of guards you end up having them all clinging to you like koalas.
Commands SChMeScHmAnDs
All of the guards being commanded to keep their distance from you, the designer of this year's game rooms as you paint and plan and decorate, but they can't help checking on you.
Fighting
Sang-Woo
Writings
Mixed messages
Feeling insecure about your relationship with Sang Woo because of the mixed messages he keeps sending you.
The Salesman
Writings
Train Platform**
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amphibiahawks321 · 4 months
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Random girl : Sooooooo~ How about we go and get some coffee together handsome or maybe get some food together~?
M!Reader : [Chuckles] very kind offer but I already found my perfect woman
Random girl : Well she doesn't have to know~
M!Reader : Listen lady I'm not one to chea-....!!!
[Sae-Byeok starts wrapping her hands around M!Reader's hips from behind tightly]
Random girl : O-oh I assume you're his girlfriend?
Sae-Byeok : Yes...... I am.....
M!Reader : Sae byeok dear calm down...
[He said quietly]
Random girl : w-we were just talking about s-stuff!
Sae-Byeok : is asking him out on a date one of them....
Random girl : N-not at all!
M!Reader : Sae byeok keep your cool
Random girl : Oh look! What do you know! I'm late for the meeting with my friends! Gotta go!
[Random girl leaves them both alone]
M!Reader : [Sighs then chuckles] you know you're like a guard dog right?
Sae-Byeok : got a problem with it?
M!Reader : [chuckles] Not at all! You're like a guard dog with a soft side ^v^
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castielli · 7 months
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I readjusted my job’s hours and now I think I’ll get more time to write, so…
Me tonight:
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Guard Jun Ho x Reader
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Notes: Squid Game AU - GUARD!JUN HO - POST S1 (AU) - STALKER/OBSSESED JUN HO - FEM READER - DUB/CON - PREGNACY KINK -
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How did you end in this hell place was a thing you could never understand completly.
When did you end up in deep debts? Having to deal with mafia sharks who followed you everywhere.
When this oporunity came, the chance to get out of your debt, you took it without a second thought.
Oh big mistake.
Now here you were, playing for your life.
But even in the darkest place there was something good.
One guard took a liking in you. Giving you extra portions of food. Letting you go to the bathroom anytime you needed.
Jun Ho was enamored by you, the moment he saw you coming out from the first game, covered in sweat and being agitated he knew all his work payed off.
Because yes, he was the one who followed you, stalked you and made you end in debt. Using his contacts in the police, banks and mafia to made you a target for the games.
And it worked. Now he could be close to you, take you forcefully by your arm, pull you close to his body with the excuse of just doing his work.
Of course he also gave you small advantages. Extra food, information, water, free pass to the batrhooom where you usually cried or touched yourself to realse some frustration.
Oh these were his favorite moments, listening to your moans and whimpers. It took all of his self control to not go in there and fuck you just like you needed.
He would return to his room and touch himself, not caring about the cameras.
His hand moved fast over his dick, he tested the tip of his head and moaned thinking it was you. You between his legs taking him deep, with your eyes full of tears but no stoping because you wanted him, you needed him. He came hard, his mind attacking him with images of you with your hand covering your mouth while he fuck you against the wall.
Well fuck. He is hard again.
The next night you wake up with the need to pee. You slowly go to the door wishing its the same guard who gives you free pass everynight. And it is, Jun Ho sees you and does not even let you talk. He soon opens the door to let you in and makes you follow him to the bathroom.
The situation its bizarre, you know it. Most players think you are fucking him but thats not it....
Well it was not till tonight.
Your back is pressed against the wall, the cold surface its a big contrast with his heat, his lips are on yours, the kiss is savage. Jun Ho does not let any part of your mouth without being explored, he then kisses your neck, making sure to bite you and mark you.
He has seen how others look at you.
But you are his.
He feels your knee touching his dick, he moans your name and you dont care how the knows it.
You use one hand to touch him above his clothes making him groan, he sees the desesperation in your eyes and the need.
He cant wait.
He knows he is big, he knows you are not fully wet, but this cant be done slow, once he has his dick out he pulls your pants and underwear down making you strip out of them so he can take your underwear for his personal use later.
Without a problem he pulls you up making you go down taking his hard dick. It hurts a lot he can tell by your face and by how much pressure you are putting in his shoulders.
"Shh, shh it will pass, you are taking me so well"
He starts to move without a warning, you can feel all of his dick going deep inside, your walls being forcefully put apart, you beg him to slow down but he does not listen, soon he has you screaming at him with how much force and how fast he is going. You can feel his pre cum inside of you mixing with your own juices and god it does feel good.
Jun Ho kisses you, telling you how good you feel, how he wants you to be pregnat with his kids and see you outside the games. How he wants to take you back to the other players and fuck you in all fours in front of them to show them to who you belong to.
You are not sure what makes you lose yourself but your walls hug his dick and Jun Ho thinks he is in heaven. His moves become erratic, he feels is orgasm aproaching and when he sees you being in the same state as him he cant stop.
He ends cumming inside, you havent feel so full in a long time and you love it. You love the feeling of his cum inside, how parts of it go outside from your pussy and down your legs.
"Fuck, you did so well, love"
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luvsae · 9 months
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kang saebyeok as your guitarist girlfriend | bullet point story [1] . . ♡
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- kang saebyeok x gn!reader
note: this is just the intro so she isn't your girlfriend yet
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- you actually met saebyeok at a show that she was playing at a bar
- the whole band was good but you couldn't keep your eyes off of her
- she noticed at one point and made eye contact with you, sending a cheeky smile your way
- you couldn't help but feel butterflies in your stomach - she was really pretty
- she had on a tux, but the blazer was off, leaving her with a messy bow tie and a white shirt - it was perfect
- after the show you stayed for a bit to have one more drink and hopefully see the guitarist (who you now knew as saebyeok since the whole band introduced themselves)
- as you took a sip of your drink, the seat beside you was suddenly filled
- looking over, you noticed saebyeok
- you almost spit out your drink because of how beautiful she was
- she noticed your stare and laughed. "hi"
- "hi," you replied back. "the show was really good"
- she grinned, taking a sip of her drink. "thank you. were you staying after the show just for me?" saebyeok teased
- you felt your cheeks heat up, not knowing what to say at first. "well, i did want to see you, but i didn't expect for you to sit next to me"
- saebyeok chuckled to herself before taking a napkin and a pen, then writing down her phone number
- "call me when you get home, okay?"
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- you practically ran home after saebyeok gave you her number
- after waiting a bit, you decided to text her
you: hey its y/n :)
- a few minutes later, she texted you back
saebyeok: hey there, didn't think you'd text me haha
y/n: how could i not? you're really interesting
saebyeok: ohhhh you're interested in me?? ;)
- you couldn't help but smile like an idiot - why was this girl so interesting to you?
saebyeok: we should hangout soon. let's go to a coffee shop
y/n: im down
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- the two of you actually followed through with the plans of going out, and today happened to be the day
- you changed your outfit three times before coming to a decision - it wasn't too casual, but not too fancy
- suddenly you heard a knock at your door. shit she was here a bit earlier than expected
- rushing over to the door, you opened it and saw saebyeok. she was in cargo pants and a loose top - she was beautiful
- "hey," you smiled sheepishly. "come in"
- she entered your home. "sorry im here a bit early. there's gonna be traffic soon so i thought that i should come here a bit earlier"
- "that's okay," you nodded. "i just need to get my bag and then we can go"
- as you went to get your bag you couldn't help but smile to yourself. you were so excited !!
- the two of you eventually left and drove over to the coffee shop. you learned some things about the girl
- she was the same age as you, her favorite color is blue, she's been playing guitar for a few years now
- you also told her some facts about yourself, it was nice
- the both of you talked and had some coffee, laughing at all the stupid and cheesy jokes that saebyeok told you
- she complimented you a few times too, and you couldn't help but blush because of that
- "you're really pretty" "you really light up the room" "your laugh is pretty too"
- the hangout didn't end after that because the two of you then went to the pet store
- you practically dragged saebyeok over to the section where the cats were, squealing over the little animals
- "this one is so cute i want to adopt them all"
- "that would be a lot of cat food"
- "but it's worth it!"
- saebyeok was more interested in the birds and frogs - she thought they were cool
- "these little guys would be great companions, don't you think?" "they are really cute. netflix frog!"
- "you're adorable"
- after that you would go to a video game store (this was for saebyeok as she played games on her days off)
- "what games do you like?" you asked her
- "i like survival games. i played one recently called the forest, you should play it with me one day"
- "that would be fun"
- saebyeok ended up buying a copy of minecraft for one of her consoles after you said you played that game often
- the day would soon end and saebyeok would bring you home. she made you stay a bit longer because the sunset was nice (others would argue she just wanted to spend more time with you)
- you would take a picture of the sunset before turning to saebyeok. "we should take a picture in front of the sunset, what do you say?"
- "of course"
- the two of you would huddle close and take a picture - saebyeok was stunning as she was drawn out by the sunlight
- saebyeok would walk you to your door and smile at you. "did you have fun?"
- "that was the most fun ive had in a while, thank you"
- "would you wanna do it again?" she asked, putting her hands in her pockets
- "if you have ideas on where to go, and if you plan to get me that cat, then yes" you teased
- she grinned and nodded. "alright, y/n. i don't know if i can get you that cat, though"
- you rolled your eyes playfully. "i'll see you again soon, saebyeok. text me when you get home"
- "will do"
- and with that, your first hangout with saebyeok was done
- you couldn't help but feel giddy and excited over spending the whole day with her
- you couldn't wait until your next adventure
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ladyqueendrag · 7 months
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“How About You Use Your Body To Pay?”
Part I
Squid Game The Salesman x OF f reader
This is an expansion to the Drabble I wrote
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Pairing: The Salesman x OF Reader
Rating:NC-17 but this chapter doesn’t have the sexy part yet 😩 bare with me, you sexy assholes, you!
Warning: smut, stalking, blackmail, dubcon, The Salesman being a sexy creep, reader is an OF girl so ya know, dirty talk, oral, a slap, just dirty, you guys, it’s just filth.
Summary: The Salesman was told to pick the next player… And he messed up badly.
You play the game and win. That’s all they have to do. Play. And just maybe win.
“Good luck.” Said the Salesman to himself in a smug way as his eyes skimmed the streets of Seoul. He was looking for a particular face in the crowd. Your face. He was given a list of names of those down on their luck. And it was finally your turn to play on his list.
He sat down on an empty bench and opened his briefcase, looking at the picture of the girl he was searching for. Your face. He wasn’t going to admit it; quite frankly he wasn’t allowed to admit it, but the second he saw your picture, he felt a little flutter as his eyebrow cocked to the side and a quick tightness in his slacks.
He knew your face, your place of employment, and where you liked to hang out. That was more than enough for him. And if the worse was to happen, he had your home address as well.
He put your picture away in his briefcase and made his way to the foreign bookstore he knew you worked at. The small chime on the door dinged and he heard a soft voice. “Welcome.” A soft women’s voice said in a heavy American accent.
Bingo. He found you.
You never took your eyes off the task at hand, even when greeting customers. You were too miserable to be courteous. You were a struggling woman in the heart of Seoul trying to get by; you moved to South Korea with the prospects of being close to your friends and getting a good job where you didn’t struggle paycheck to paycheck. And then all of that went to shit. After borrowing all the money you could from friends and family back in the states, you picked up a job at a small book store. But that’s wasn’t enough. Not nearly enough to make ends meet.
What is a girl to do who’s shit out of luck and can’t catch a break? You did what you would hope no one ever would find out; you became a camgirl and did sex videos to make money.
You became numb to your schedule. Bookstore for the majority of the day, then rush home and turn on that camera and get naked. Quite frankly in the beginning you didn’t mind it too much. Other than the occasional paranoia of someone you care about finding out what you do, your sex drive made the humiliation tolerable.
You were throwing your usual pity party as you got on your knees and started to sort out books by alphabetical order, not realizing the pair of eyes that were watching you closely. You self-consciously tugged at your mini skirt and pulled up your tight blouse, knowing better you should have packed an additional set of clothes and not worn your “other job’s uniform” to work. But you didn’t have the time today. You never wore such an outfit to the bookshop but you were strapped for time and your work slacks were in the wash.
“Pardon me-“
“AHH!” You screamed and dropped the books as you turned around on your knees, glasses almost falling off your face.
The man in front of you in a suit and tie gave an amused look, smirk plastered on his handsome face as he took a step back.
“Forgive me, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He said as he squatted down to retrieve a book that made its way in front of him. Your cheeks flushed and you adjusted your glasses as you took in the gorgeous stranger in front of you.
“Oh, it’s quite alright, I startle easily, I think.” You said, trying to push past the embarrassment as he handed you the book in his hand.
“Well, try not to. It’s not like you’re alone here.” The man said as he smirked, knowing full well she was in fact alone today in her day shift.
“Oh, well I actually am today.” You said as you placed one book on top of the other, your cheeks feeling like they were on fire.
“What? You are?” The man bullshitted in false pretense and even let out a small tsk. “Well, I do apologize for startling you, ma’am.” He gave a smile and held out his hand to you. It was only then that you realized you were looking for support to stand up from the ground. Could this get anymore embarrassing?
You took the stranger’s soft hand and stood to your feet, smiling back until you heard a small pop.
More embarrassing? Well, it just became absolutely, painfully humiliating.
His eyes went wide as he narrowed down to your chest. A button had popped off your top, revealing the top of your breast and the lacy red bra underneath. You slowly looked down at yourself and then brought your gaze up to the man’s surprised face.
“Well, now that I have made a complete and total fool of myself, twice, I’m gonna go back and do my inventory before my skirt falls off or I throw up.” You gave the gentleman a bow and turned around, wanting to drop dead at that very moment.
“Oh, miss, I don’t scare easily. At all.” You turned around, holding the books to your chest like some school girl talking to her crush.
“Actually… I was wondering if I could talk to you for just a second.” He said while slipping a hand into his pocket and placing his briefcase on the floor.
Your eyes went from the briefcase to his face a few times. “Sorry, we’re not soliciting anything at the moment, sir.” You said, pushing the glasses once more up your nose.
He grinned again and you felt your pussy spasm. What the fuck, bitch? Why are you so quickly smitten by any handsome man that shows you interest? But there was something about this man… This Salesman?
“You know, I get that a lot… But I would love to steal a moment of your time.” You bit your lip at his words, your high heels tapping against the tile floor loudly.
And the Salesman couldn’t help but to take in your figure, feeling like a fucking perv at that moment.
“I… I’m-I’m so sorry, I really need to get back to what I’m doing but if you have any questions about any book…” you started to turn around, starting to feel a bit nervous but his voice made you stop on your track.
“There’s no one here… Y/N.”
Your eyes went wide and you were struck with fear. You did not own a name tag for anyone to know your name. What. The. Fuck?
You slowly turned on your heel, removing your glasses and you felt your heart pounding in your ears.
“… Who are you?” You said in a shaky voice. And of course, that caused the man to grin wickedly.
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………
“You want me to do WHAT, now?!”
You both were sitting on a desk behind the bookstore, your feet tapping once more as you listened to this man’s ridiculous words.
“I’m asking for you to play a game with me.” He reached into his suit pocket and pulled out two envelopes, a red one and a blue one. Why the hell was this man smiling so damn much knowing he was scaring the fuck out of you? And why did he have to be so fucking handsome?
“For money?” You asked, earning a nod from him.
“Against you?” And that earned another nod from The Salesman.
Your eyes went from the envelopes to his eyes, your breath caught in your throat. “What’s the worse that can happen, Y/N?” He asked, cocking a brow as he tilted his head slightly.
You swallowed hard, silence filling the store for a moment.
‘It would be so easy, Y/N. And you can give up your second job.’ You thought deeply for a second. A shaky hand reached up to his, slowly inching up to the red envelope when you stopped yourself.
“… No. No, thank you.” You said and stood up, fearing the worst about this game and where it would lead.
That took The Salesman by surprise and he gave you a confused look.
“Aren’t you sick of working in a bookshop, living paycheck to paycheck with no end in sight?”
So he didn’t know? About your second income? What a fucking relief!
“Actually, sir, I don’t live paycheck to paycheck. Not anymore. Thank you for your offer, but I’m gonna have to respectfully decline. Now if you’ll excuse me…”
‘Second income? She doesn’t have a second income.’ He thought to himself as he placed the envelopes back in his chest pocket.
“There’s no need to lie, Y/N. I know this is your only source of money and you need it badly.”
There was a switch in your brain the second you looked up at the old grandfather clock. It was time to clock out and go to your second job. It was as if another personality took over your body and you slowly turned to face him, a sensuous look on your face as you started to approach the Salesman.
Now it was his turn to swallow hard as he gave you a quizzical look. You strutted to him, hands at your hips until you were inches from him, and then you trapped him against the desk, hands slamming down on each side of the desk.
“If only you knew.” Your voice changed, your nose just a hair away from his and his eyes went wide.
“Wait, what are you doing?” He asked as he pulled back away from you.
“I make more than you probably do, sir. Way more… And you don’t wanna know. Trust. Me.” Your nails dragged against the desk and you pulled away from him, leaving the Salesman with confusion and a hard-on he wasn’t expecting.
“Now, lock up!” You threw the store keys at him, his hands barely catching them as you stood tall with dripping sexuality. “I trust you to have a goodnight, dear sir.” You grabbed your Louis Vuitton from beside the desk and strutted away, slamming the front door. And he was so damn confused. A second form of income was not at all in your file.
“Well… That’s a new one.” The Salesman thought to himself, eyes moving rapidly in confusion.
‘She’s lying. And I’m gonna make her play the game. One way or another.’
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yuujismom · 2 months
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Why no one make any J-drama & K-drama fanfic bestie!?! T^T
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