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dollwritesarchive · 2 years

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𝒾𝓉’𝓈 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸 ⎹ 𝓢.𝓞.

❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ killing stalking / kinktober 2022 / @dollsanime-library

❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ sangwoo oh x hostage!reader ( f! )

❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.

❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ this is a dark fic. suggested kidnapping, if you know sangwoo then you know how toxic he is, forced freebleeding, humiliation & degradation, noncon, fingering, period smut, lots and lots of blood play & graphic descriptions of blood, masturbation ( him ), face fucking ( and not the way you think ), name calling ( bitch, mostly ), facial

❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 1.9k / mini musing

❝ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ⤻ i do not consent to having my work reposted / translated / stolen in any capacity for any reason. please reblog and leave a comment to support content creators! my work is very rarely proof read so mistakes may be present. all characters / pairings i write for are 18+ with no exceptions.

“Made another fucking mess?”

you yelp in surprise— you hadn’t heard Sangwoo come in. sitting on your knees in the laundry room, you scramble, nervously, to stuff the crimson stained sheet into the machine before he stomped inside, heart pounding hard in your chest. “Y—you scared me,” you stammered, attempting to redirect his attention away from the laundry, “you’re home earl—“

“You bleed all over the bed again?” he scoffs, shoving both hands into his pockets, glaring down at you. there was so much hatred in his eyes— or was it hunger?— as he looked you over, and then glanced at the machine. “Do you want to get kicked back down to the floor again?” you shake your head, opening your mouth to speak, but he steps forward, squats down, and grabs you by your face, pressing his thumb and forefinger into the supple flesh of your cheeks. you whimper and cower in submission, falling back on to your bum on the floor with your back flat against the washer door and his eyes narrow. “No? You want to keep being my little lapdog?”

“Y—yes.” no. not at all. you wanted to go home; you wanted to run as far and fast away from your captor as your legs would take you, but you knew he might just slice your tongue in half if you ever said that to him. so, you played your part. “P—please let me sleep in the bed… I like when you hold me…” pouring honey in your tone, you plead with him, but he only squeezes your cheeks tighter, “I’ll be more careful!” you yip, clenching fists against the wooden floor. your nails scrape against it, splintering micro shards. “I— I— won’t bleed on the sheets anymore, I promise!” but how could you help it? Sangwoo had shredded every pair of panties he bought you, and then berated you when he had to buy more, until finally, he grew tired of it and stopped buying them. you’d tried to wear the destroyed pairs, but it only angered him. i decide what you can and can’t cover, he’d said as he threw them all away, don’t forget that pussy is mine.

what Sangwoo said was law— you’d come to terms with that.

however, trying to control the blood when you weren’t even allowed underwear, but if it would make Sangwoo stop hurting you in this moment, you’d say whatever he wanted to hear.

Sangwoo wasn’t convinced, or he didn’t care, because he was still just staring at you.

the silence was deafening.

“Sangwoo—“

“Spread your legs.”

your eyes widened at the request, knees turning inwards, trying to close even tighter, but his free hand and one knee were already prying them apart, jamming in the gap to keep them open. you blush, madly. even though your skirt draped between your open thighs, you knew they must’ve been streaked, faintly, with drying blood. Sangwoo’s eyeline falls to them, and then he wrenches the skirt out of the way, ruffling it up on to your lap and you flinch— expecting some certain cruelty. “Are you ashamed of yourself?”

nodding, you nibble on your lip. could you help it? no. but, did Sangwoo have a way that made you feel two feet tall, disgusting, and utterly pathetic? of course he did.

“Let’s see.” he mumbles, before he releases your thigh and clamps his hand over your sex. you choke on a surprised cry when both fingers hook into you, curling fiercely, pumping knuckle deep inside you. Sangwoo’s jaw tightens, his brows furrowing, “That’s not shame that I feel in that cunt,” he growls leaning closer, and you bite your tongue to force the moans to the back of your throat, closing your eyes tightly. snorting through your nostrils, you try to stay as quiet as possible, but it was so damn hard when he was fucking you so rough with his fingers. “That’s lust, isn’t it?”

you shake your head, but you can’t avoid the avid clenching around his knuckles as your walls spasm.

“Shameless and a little, fucking liar.” he spits, using the grip on your face to shove your head back against the washer. the contact is solid, and you see stars behind your lids for a solid second as the base of your scalp stings, and you exhale, your eyelids flittering. “You should feel filthy, you know? Instead, you’re moaning like a bitch in heat while you bleed all over my nice, clean floor.”

“I—I’m sorry!” you whine, but it comes out garbled and broken.

finally, after several more, brutal thrusts, he wrenches his fingers free and you jerk at the sudden emptiness, cringing when you feel more rubies drip on to the floor under you. you’re already panting, eyelashes wet with what would’ve been tears had he tortured you any longer, and you squint as you look up at him once you notice he hadn’t spoken in a moment or two.

what you see truly turns your stomach.

his hand is soaked in crimson, smeared and sparkling from the tips of his fingers to the base of his wrist, and he’s just staring at it, expression unreadable. he’s stood up now, feet flat on the floor in front of you.

“I—I—“ but you didn’t know what to say. should you apologize again? should you say nothing?

the corners of his lip twitch, etching them upwards in a sleazy smirk. “So disgusting—“ but he moaned it, a breathy and husky utterance, and he releases your face to shove his clean hand into his sweatpants, fishing his cock out. your face was sore, and your head was throbbing. when he pulls his manhood free from its fabric confines, you see just how hard he is, and you feel your stomach flip. he could be absolutely cruel when he fucked you, and you didn’t know if you had it in you today— your body might simply give out. the bloody extremity lingers closer to his face, and he tilts his head slowly from one side to the other, examining the webs that drew taut when he spread the soaked digits. but, he was doing something else, too. inhaling, deep. smelling you. taking in the scent of your blood on his fingers. he brings them even closer, his tongue lazing out to drag along his bottom lip. “Heh…” he exhales.

for a moment, you stared, frozen, expecting him to lap at the blood, but he doesn’t. he wraps his bloody fist around the base of his cock and drags it, slowly, up to the tip, squeezing hard as he goes. he groans, blissful, smearing cerise over his sex. “Ahh…” you bite your lip, trying not to stare.

but Sangwoo smirks, arching a brow as he strokes himself, “Doesn’t my cock look so good covered in your blood, bitch?”

you don’t want to see it, and you force yourself to avert your gaze, staring at the wall with your cheeks on fire.

Sangwoo grits his teeth, patience as thin as ever, and grabs a fistful of your hair at the crown of your head with his free hand and uses the grip to drag you forward, “Watch me.” he snarls. you wince, following close to his fist to avoid any painful snatching, and obediently open your eyes. you’re much closer now, face only inches from the swollen head, and he chuckles, raspy, when your eyes widened. he’s slathered your blood over every inch, and is furiously fucking the red fist, hips pistoning in a rhythm you recognize all too well— mercilessly Sangwoo. “Your pussy’s nice as slippery when you bleed like this, bet even my big cock would just slide right in,” he grunts , staring down his torso at you. “Maybe I should pound it out, but I think I might drown in it— fuck.” his jaw tightens, as does the grip on your hair, and you bend to him, inching on your knees to get even closer; just as long as he stopped pulling on your scalp. “Eager, aren’t you, whore? Why don’t you get a closer look?”

with that, Sangwoo guides his length to drape it over your countenance. his warmth always astounded you; for someone so cold, his blood was always boiling. what’s worse is that you can smell yourself on him. sealing your lips tight and closing one eye, you stare up at him with the other, and see just how wickedly he’s smirking. “Feel that?” he mutters, clamping his hand against his cock, creating a canal against your face, “How fucking hard I am right now?” you nod, and his hips start to rock. he was right; his cock was solid and pulsating with a primal need that could only be bloodlust. smearing his manhood over your face, it slides between that and his palm— before long, he’s adapted that same, familiar and cruel pace. “I’ve never been this fucking hard before,” he’s starting to pant— on the brink of an orgasm, you knew, “you did this, you know. The smell of your blood, hng, the feeling of it on my fingers…” Sangwoo tilted his head back, mouth hanging open as he bucked his hips, chasing his high, “This feels so fucking good, so intense.”

your hands were on your thighs, digging your own nails into your skin to keep from pulling away from him, even as he came undone and drizzled warm release over your visage. the musky scent of his cum cocktailing with your blood was enough to make you dizzy. you close your eyes and let him guide your head by the tight vice on your roots, rubbing his cock against it until he was spent and panting, before he shoved you back with a satisfied groan. “Fucking hell.” he said after a moment, pressing his palms on the top of the washer and leaning forward against it to catch his breath. “I think I’m going to have to make you bleed for me more often.” he takes a moment, getting his breath under control, before he gave the top of your head a rough pat, which you cowered beneath. “Clean up your mess and get those sheets washed, they better not stain or I’ll tie them in knots around your neck.” you flinch, but nod obediently, finally opening your eyes again. his release was already getting tacky with the blood on your cheeks, and you swallow hard around the lump in your throat, watching him swagger out into the hall. “And hurry up, I’m starving.”

#oh sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo x you #sangwoo smut #oh sangwoo smut #killing stalking #killing stalking x reader #killing stalking x you #killing stalking smut #sangwoo oh #oh sangwoo x reader #oh sangwoo x you

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25shadesoffebruary · 3 months

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#love for love's sake #love for love's sake the series #korean bl #bl series #Tae vin lee #Min su oh #asianlgbtqdramas #asian lgbtq dramas #myung ha x sang woo #25shadesedit #loveforlove'ssakeedit #userspicy #userjap #esmetracks #the way sangwoo was like he pushed you into oncoming traffic you would have been glued to the asphalt if it wasnt for me LMAO

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mineonmain · 1 year

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Tell me i'm wrong...

#the eighth sense #fuck yeah!!!!#and they're not just indulging them #even tho if they are it's fine bc they get enjoyment out of their partner having a good time #but personally i love the idea of the smol and tol role reversal #it's smiles and giggles everywhere #how many of my old memes can i yoink out and reuse for this show is the real question #jaewon x jihyun #jihyun x jaewon #inu baek #werner du plessis #bl drama #korean bl #k bl #we're winning here lads #at what you ask? at life #semantic error #jaeyoung x sangwoo #watcha

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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🥺)

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.

#cho sangwoo x y/n #cho sang woo x reader #cho sangwoo #cho sangwoo x reader #cho sang woo #squid game fanfic #sangwoo squid game #squid game fic #squid game imagines #squid game x reader #squid game x y/n #squid game x you #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo x y/n #sangwoo fluff #cho sangwoo x you #squid game fluff #squid game x male reader

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braceletofteeth · 1 year

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I'm claiming ownership. I put a lot effort into that, so I would hope it lasts.

#love in the air #semantic error #semantic error the movie #prapaisky #jang jaeyoung #chu sangwoo #jaeyoung x sangwoo #parallels #gifset #*#//#''Prapai's funny-looking wind and Jaeyoung's high quality Veggie venturer shouldn't have been put together'' maybe so‚ maybe so...#but this was brought to you because of Sky and Sangwoo's dramatic asses #so it's the sentiment that counts #(Prapai is no design major but his heart was in those two unidentifiable lines ok?)#oh. talking about lines...#the caption is a combination of one of Prapai's (in italic) and one of Jaeyoung's (in bold)#they were both talking in reference to their respective drawings #but‚ by combining them‚ I had the intention of alluding to their perseverance #to become worthy of another's trust #and hope #that they will open up their hearts #and let them stay there for a long time.

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aheartfullofjolllly · 2 years

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semantic error + time slowing down | for @mineonmain ❀

#semantic error #asiandramanet #jang jaeyoung #chu sangwoo #park seoham #park jaechan #jaeyoung x sangwoo #kdrama #kdramaedit #kdramadaily #*#*semanticerror #thank you for this request #💗💗💗#vishingwell #userkareena

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ealeczander · 2 years

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korean bl dramas ~ part 2

thank you @happinesshobi for the suggestions 🥰 even though it was so long ago you probably forgot you did it

/ part 1 / part 3 /

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itmightrain · 2 years

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i love how jaeyoung gets all pouty and complainy when Sangwoo is bandaging his arm

#he goes from Giant Menace to Cute Golden Retriever in the space of 15 minutes #semantic error #jaeyoung x sangwoo #meanwhile sangwoo is like I HAVE NOT EVEN TOUCHED YOU YET YOU BIG BABY

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angelltheninth · 5 months

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Soft Yandere Sangwoo Sleeps Over

Pairing: Oh Sangwoo x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, yandere behavior, possessiveness, sharing a bed, kissing, marking, grinding, mention of a boner

A/N: I'm writing a story with a yandere character so I need to get some practice in with this.

Nerves were all over the place for you

You make sure everything is neat and clean before he comes over

Sangwoo brings you flowers and a big backpack with his things

He feels very at home at your place, almost too much

Comments on your lack of security, it's very easy for someone to break in if they want to

He doesn't mean to freak you out, he's just being a caring boyfriend

Of course he could sleep over more often to protect you, or even better you should move in with him

That was a joke, your relationship isn't far enough along yet

But he was serious about security and sleeping over more often

Enough about those topics, he's here to have fun with you

Insists on being half naked so you can wear his shirt, which you should do more often cause it looks great on you

Can't go without kissing you, none of them are soft or chaste and all involve a bit of biting until you moan and whimper at every kiss

Sangwoo doesn't care how big or small your bed is, he will make you both fit on it

If nothing else you will sleep on top of him

Pushes his shirt off your shoulders so he can bite down on you

It is not meant to be painful, just to mark you

It's not like anyone will see it unless you wear something more revealing

He can feel you grinding your hips against him at that remark, if you want for other people to know you're his he is also fine with that

Doesn't bother hiding his boner in tbe morning, he seems rather proud to show it to you actually

Can't stop himself from grinding against you when he sees you walking around with nothing but his shirt from last night

If you like it that much he can give it to you but he wants pictures of you wearing it

#sangwoo x reader #oh sangwoo x reader #killing stalking x reader #manhwa x reader #sangwoo x you #oh sangwoo x you #killing stalking x you #manhwa x you #sangwoo imagine #oh sangwoo imagine #killing stalking imagine #manhwa imagines #manhwa yandere #yandere drabble #x reader

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angelplummie · 1 year

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OKAY FIRST OF ALL HEY BABY IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

And yesssss I see the update where you’re writing for killing stalking!!! 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 literally going to die I’m so happy

BUT OKAY, a chubby reader (yk your girl thicc 🤪) yandere/toxic relationship/SMUTTT with Sangwoo where he cheats on Y/n all the time but she’s cocky because he always comes back to them. Then one day Sangwoo gets upset by Y/n’s cockiness and he teaches her a lesson…..

I LOVE YOU BABE AND MUAHHH I MISSED YOU

LOSING YOU

OH SANGWOON X FEM!CHUBBY!READER

cw: degrading, dubcon, implied kidnapping, references to murder, infidelity, he’s just super mean and weird, jealousy, threats of murder

a/n: this one is so fucking late and i’m sorry but i did it! this is going to flop because i never post and it’s a weird one so reblog please i love you

“Y/N? You awake?”

Of course you are, you always wait for him.

“Yes. You’re back late.”

Your voice was quiet with fatigue, but he could hear you alright as he removed his clothes and dropped them beside the bed. You had your back to him, but you could hear the soft thud of his jeans coming down to the hardwood floor, you could hear his shirt land on the edge of the bed. The house was eerily quiet when he wasn’t there, you didn’t like when he was gone. He always came back though. Always.

“Yeah, I was talking to this girl, Jieun. She goes to the same university as me.”

He lifted the covers and slotted himself behind you, your ass tucked right into his crotch, and he slung his big arm across your chest. You could smell him, he reeked of alcohol and girl. You’re sure if you turned around you would see his neck littered in hickeys, the top of his shoulders covered in nail marks. It was the same every time he went out, but what did that matter?

Those girls may think they’ve done it, gotten sangwoo to ’open up’, show them the ‘real him’, but they’re wrong. They’re all wrong. Only you know sangwoo, the real him. He probably tells all those girls about some version of his tragic past, his abusive father, his suicidal mother, and they think they know all there is to know about him. Until the next day and there’s parts of them rotting in sangwoo’s trunk.

You know everything. And you love him anyway. You are the only one for him, and you know it. He always comes back. You know he belongs to you. With you. He needs you like air, every day he comes home and fucks you like an animal, holds you tight, kisses you, he’s even soft with you, real sappy and disgusting. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out that he likes you a lot, he just... has a short attention span. You’re all he thinks of when he gets home, and it’s not like he really thinks about the other girls. You know it means less than nothing to him with them, and that’s all that matters. And when they’re dead afterwards, there no competition of who he likes more. You were never a jealous type anyway.

“I had sex with her in the men’s bathroom. From behind, against the wall. Then up against the mirror.”

Well, that was new.

“Oh?” you said, ”Did you have fun?”

He never told you the details of his flings, he just didn’t try to hide them, so this was strange. Maybe it was a close call with the authorities and he’s anxious about it.

You feel an curt exhale on your back.

“Of course I had fun. She’s not dead if that’s what you’re thinking. We just fucked.”

Why was sangwoo being so strange?

“Ok,” you turned around to face him, still in his hold. You noticed it’s getting tighter. Just as you thought, you could see blotchy pink hickeys on his neck in the dimming light. His face was neutral, unreadable looking down at you. You can’t lie, he was intimidating like this. To survive sangwoo, to live with him, you have to read him, and read him you cannot.

“Are you alright sangwoo?”

“Obviously,” he snapped, before sighing,

”Don’t you even want to have sex?”

You nearly laughed, but it’s in your best interest not to.

“You mean right now? Aren’t you tired?”

“No I’m not tired!” his voice booms, and you flinch against the covers.

He rolled you over to your back and now he loomed above you, something burning in his eyes. His hands were either side of your face, and his knees caged in your body, tapering in at the thighs, pushing the fat around to a near painful squeeze.

“Whats wrong with you? Aren’t you angry? I fucked someone else, stupid bitch.”

Mouth slightly agape, you tried to process. You didn’t even react to the name calling anymore, although the throb of hurt would never go away.

“You want me to be angry with you?”

“No, of course I don’t. I just want to know why you’re so ok that I cheated on you.”

You had absolutely no idea what was going on, and you were afraid to ask.

Isn’t this every mans dream? A girl that doesn’t care when he sleeps around? What’s his problem?

“Sangwoo...” you breathed, struggling to find the words. You were so confused.

“You always come back,” you wait a second, and when he doesn’t seem to be appeased, you continue, “I don’t care because you always come back to me. I know you like me best, that’s all I care about.”

His frown falters, momentarily, before a meaner, colder look takes his face. In the darkness he’s still beautiful and terrifying.

He hated that you make him burn. Sangwoo doesn’t burn for anyone, he burns people. And yet, everything about you is so... he can’t put it into words how he needs you. The thought of you with another man makes him close to violence, very close. So why can’t you do the same? Why don’t you care? He knows you love him, he isn’t an idiot. But... you aren’t showing it how he wants. Maybe you’ve gotten a little too comfortable. Maybe he needs to rectify that.

“You think I need you that much?” his voice had dropped an octave, gotten quieter. You knew to be careful now.

“No, but-“

“You do, don’t you? You think I’m your lovesick puppy? You think you’re in control?”

“Sangwoo, you’re not-“

“Don’t try and deny it.” his face was blank, totally blank, eyes boring into yours. He stares at you a while longer, and when he got no reply, he continued.

“Well, you’re wrong Y/N. I don’t need you. You need me.”

“I know Sangwoo, I do need you,” your voice shook, heat of the bed doing nothing to quell the cold creeping up your spine.

“Do you think you’re the only one that makes me cum?”

“No, but-“

“But I’m the only one that makes you cum?”

“Well, yes-“

“So what are you so smug about? Get up.”

He leant back, away from you to let you obey him, and got up slowly, towering above you. He stood expectantly, and you stared up at him from the mattress, not quite sure what to think.

“I said, get up,” his tone was sharp, it was hard to disobey.

You pushed yourself up as fast as you could manage, rocking gently to your feet. Your arms hung awkwardly at your sides, you weren’t sure what to do with yourself. His glare was unforgiving, but you couldn’t deny the throb in your clit at the anticipation.

“Turn around.”

And you did, a thrill running through your body. You were still stood stock still when he pried your arms from your sides and he pushed you against the wall, body pressing up against you. It hurt a little, but he was quick to make you forget.

Hands gripping your waist, he ground himself against your plump ass. Your hands were in front of you, bracing yourself against the wall. You made chopped breaths and little whimpers as he groaned into your skin, getting more and more annoyed at you; you drive him insane, why are you so calm? Why can’t you be like he is? You should be stupider, need him more. What the fuck is wrong with you?

He stopped grinding his erection on you all of a sudden, grip not relaxing for a second. Your eyes darted around the icy dark, heart thundering in your chest, face still against the wall.

“Sangwoo...” you whimpered, and he could feel the heart beat of your fat little pussy, “please, keep going.”

He huffed from his nose and his breathe ran down you neck once again.

“Then beg.”

Tears pricked your eyes as you stopped to process what he had said.

“Are you deaf? I told you to beg. Beg for me if you really want me that bad. Prove it.”

“Oh!”, you started as it clicked in your head, and the throbbing of your pussy became insatiable,”Please Sangwoo! Please, give it to me, please! I need you, please!”

He smiled at the whininess in your voice, the desperation. The need.

“I still don’t know if you deserve it,” he had taken on a playful tone now, temper seemingly subdued by your little display.

“Sangwoo!” you whined in protest, desperately pushing back into him. He groaned breathily at the feeling of your ass pressed right into him, the fat cushioning his cock teasingly.

His dick throbbed and he gave in,

“Fine, I’ll give it to you. You really are pathetic you know that?”

And he yanked down your tiny little pyjama shorts, to find your bare pussy underneath.

“Anything I tell you to do you do it.”

Your eyes squeezed shut and you yelped when he delivers a sharp slap between your legs, spread awkwardly open for him against the wall.

“But you still act like your better than me.”

He pressed against the small of your back with one hand, keeping you squashed tightly against the wall, chubby cheeks squishing at the pressure. With the other hand, he hastily undid the zip of his jeans, pulling them down around his thighs. Erection bobbing against your bare ass, he pulled his boxers down to his jeans and you stifled a whimper at the anticipation.

He always got weird like this when he was angry, and mostly you just had to stick it through. He would calm down after he had had his way with you.

Slowly, he lined up, relishing in the little whimpers coming from you. And he pushed in, groaning at how fucking wet you were. It was nearly impossible to go slow, you were so soft and he was angry at you, and yet he did, for fear he would cum too quick if he didn’t.

“You’re not better than me, alright?”

You huff, the stretch of his thick cock making you tense.

“Alright?”

“Yes,” you whined through pouty, drooly lips,”I’m not better than you. I’m sorry Sangwoo, I’m really sorry.”

“tsk,” he gives you one grind of his hips, nestling his enormous cock into you,”You’re just saying that ‘cause you want me to fuck you.”

“No! That’s not it.”

Tears were blurring your vision and you fought with your entire being not to moan, feeling his fat dick rub warm against your insides. He was moving ever so slightly to torment you, make you feel guilty for wanting to moan like a bitch when your poor boyfriend was so upset at you. You knew you had to keep talking, because he still wasn’t moving, and the feeling was enough to drive you mad.

“I love you, Sangwoo, I promise, it’s not-“

But suddenly, he started drawing in and out of you, not slow but not fast either. You let out a gasp of relief, and he smirks behind you.

“Alright, that’s enough outta you. Just take my dick like a good slut. Ohh fuck-“

You squeezed hard and his hips stuttered, pace increasing involuntarily.

He fucked hard into your gummy cunt, and you dripped down onto his balls. Eyes rolling back, he let out a string of grunts right next to your ear, making you shudder.

“See how I got you?” he said breathlessly, gripping the fat of your waist so hard it will probably bruise. The feeling of his breath against your neck made your stomach flip.

“This is just how I was fucking her,” and he drove into you again, grunting.

“I’m fucking you just like I was fucking her.”

You can only whine in response, something he takes as dismay. It pleased him.

“She was tighter,” his balls slap on your clit,”Not such a whore.”

Drool is inched past you lips, but you’ve gone limp in his grasp, only able to brace yourself against the wall. You heard him, but you’re unable to think about what he’s saying. You mumbled,”yeah, yeah, yeah”, he likes to be listened to.

“Maybe I should just get rid of you and keep her instead, maybe she’d be more fucking grateful”

Your breath hitched and there’s a sinking feeling in your stomach. You froze, and he laughed.

“That got your attention, didn’t it?”

You whined as his cock ploughed against your insides, cheek mushing against the wall. But that sinking feeling got deeper.

“Shit,” he hissed, his pace slowing,”I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum inside you.”

You hummed, still panting.

That feeling of dread didn’t fade. It didn’t fade when he came inside you, gruff grunting and a punishing grip on your waist. It didn’t fade as he pulled out, let go of you and let you fall to the ground. It didn’t fade as you felt his presence behind you, staring down at the top of your head.

And it didn’t fade as he walked away, back into bed, called you to him like he loved you. Told you that he loved you, kisses your temple.

And as you crawled into his arms, shaken, sweating, Sangwoo smiles. You need him to keep you alive.

You need him.

His hand rested over your chest, he could feel your heart rate. He could feel your fear. And it made him happy.

You were as afraid of losing him as he was of losing you.

#oh sangwoo #sangwoo x reader #sangwoo x femreader #sangwoo x f!reader #killing stalking #killing stalking fic #killing stalking x reader #ks fic #ks sangwoo #tw dubcon #tw jealousy #death threats #please people see this i’m begging u #sangwoo thirst #sangwoo smut #killing stalking smut #killing stalking thirst #oh sangwoo x reader

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weeb-polls-with-pip · 4 months

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Autistic Anime Boys Prelims - Propaganda Division - Group 5

Propaganda:

Ame -

"Typical autistic childhood – doesn't want to go to school, doesn't talk a lot, his plans for the future are just to go to live as a wolf in the forest… He's basically a werewolf and I think werewolves are often autistic coded. Actually his whole family is autistic coded."

Floyd -

"Has no emotional regulation skills and will make it everyone's problem. Prone to mood swings and can get angry at the drop of a hat, but can also be so goofy, silly, and lovely. Sways side to side for that good good stim, and loves to squeeze others (with violent intent and affectionate intent). Who doesn't love a good pressure stim? His interest in things can be fleeting, and his motivation to do things can change as quickly as his mood. Spontaneous and feral extraordinaire."

Hibiki -

"he is canonically diagnosed with hyperacusis <3 my fav sensory issues guy (he's so relatable). also canonically pulled a bad bitch (uta) by being autistic."

Akira -

"He has a heartbreaking relationship with road racing and the memory of his dead mother, and while he is a major antagonist, he is given a lot of interesting looks into his internal logics that I personally find relatable as an autistic person. I also like how he expresses himself in unpleasant ways, but isn't always treated with disgust, its kind of refreshing."

Sang Woo -

"literally the first results on google is "sangwoo semantic error autistic." he loves routine + is extremely distressed by change in routine (contrasts w his ADHD-coded bf). very blunt/cannot read social clues which leads to some misunderstandings throughout the manhwa. he's very relatable to me as an autistic person but also as a queer man, and it's refreshing to see autistic characters being open with their sexuality/sexual life bc we're often displayed as asexual robots incapable of love (bad for lots of reasons haha). he's super cute generally and really grew on me throughout the series. definitely the best part of semantic error."

Douglas -

"Many other characters try to read into what he does and says, looking for deeper or different meanings but it's always revealed that he means exactly what he says every single time and the butt of the jokes is always the other characters for being dramatic and presumptuous, not Doug for being autistic. Also he's the mean autistic representation we deserve."

Scott -

"look at him. failboy autism. even more so than any previous version!"

Shinra -

"he's just like me forreal."

Soi -

"I mean come on, it’s Purson. He thinks he’s really good at talking to people but most of his conversations (at least at the start) are completely one sided. He just blurts out whatever he’s thinking and completely dominates the conversation (if you can call it that). I love him so much for it, I have a really hard time figuring out when I should just stop talking and let someone else have a turn and only tend to realize after he fact that I didn’t really let anyone else get a word in and feel really bad. But the way Purson communicates is never shown to be a bad thing it’s a bit awkward at times but that just how he is and the rest of the misfit class live him for it. I think I could go on all day about how wonderfully inclusive Iruma-Kun is it’s such a good series, also in my brain Balam, Kalego, Clara and Opera are on the 4 outer points of an x-y graph that represents the autism spectrum. Everyone else fills the blanks in between. His bloodline magic is ‘detection warding’ and for the first several arcs of the manga the rest of the class didn’t even know he was there."

Makoto -

"In one sentence: Katai considers the titular Komi-san a communication master. Katai looks like a brutal thug, but he's actually extremely shy. Shy enough that after missing a couple weeks of class, it takes him months to build up the confidence to go to school. Katai tries to make friends once he does go to school, but he can't hold a conversation and doesn't realize that his mumbled half-sentences and resting bastard face make it look like he's threatening people. He's also pretty bad at reading the room, which is why he interprets Komi's behavior as a communication master trying to guide him from afar rather than a kindred spirit also struggling to hold a conversation."

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loveable-sea-lemon · 1 year

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happy one year of bl to me!!!! here's some of my faves i watched this year :)

ACTUALLY GOOD

1. bad buddy (modern gay romeo and juliet sorta) - oh bad buddy,,, you changed me and the world forever - show of all time forever

2. not me (gay people fight the government) - yok come back to me my crazy boy

3. love mechanics (break up w/ ur gf for me) - the facial expressions 😫 ily yinwar

4. semantic error (me and the guy i pulled by being autistic) - my autistic boy sangwoo ilysm

5. kieta hatsukoi (misunderstandings adhd x autism) - I LOVE U ADHD x AUTISM

6. cherry magic + movie (mind reading powers? ur coworker is in love w/ u) - 🥺🥺🥺 things that make me walk into the ocean

MOSTLY GOOD BC WORMS

1. kinnporsche (gay mafia chaos) - unfortunately i am still in worms 6 months later 😔 help me

2. cutie pie (arranged marriage couple actually getting to know eachother) - bring them back to me :(

3. enchanté (slow burn w/ a mystery) - i slow burned until i died, very excited for more forcebook shows next year 🥰

4. the eclipse (gay people fight the government starting with their shitty school) - firstkhao why can u act ☹️ only friends will kill me

special shout out to i told sunset about you which made me so fucking furious yet i can't stop thinking about it 🙃

here's my spreadsheet of bl ratings lmao

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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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bunnakit · 4 months

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your top five favourite soft scenes in bl <3

ask me my top 5 bl anything 🌸

AAAA I LOVE SOFT SCENES THANK YOU AL (and happy new year beloved!)

BE MY FAVORITE | PISAENGKAWI

i could just make this entire list scenes from Be My Favorite, to be honest. Pisaeng and Kawi are so, so fucking soft, but this is one of my absolute favorite moments. you just know Pisaeng's heart was crawling up his throat.

HISTORY 3: TRAPPED | TANG YI x MENG SHAOFEI

your former enemy now lover, one of if not THE most powerful man in Taipei, stopping in the middle of heated kissing to kneel at your feet and reverently press a kiss to the wound you received while protecting his sister? FUCK. i didn't consider this one of my favorite BLs but i literally can't get this scene or them out of my head, so i might be wrong about that.

NOT ME | SEANWHITE

Is that the sound of your heart beating? Thump, thump, thump, thump.

GAWD. what the FUCK man. i feel like crying just briefly rewatching that scene alone, it's such a gentle reprieve from everything going on in their lives, an impossibly soft moment captured between them. and seeing White so playful in love? AUGH.

MOONLIGHT CHICKEN | FINALE

i could also fill all 5 of these just with Moonlight Chicken moments but i wanted to include a moment that wasn't necessarily between a couple. i love this moment of family and peace at the end of everything, the way everyone comes together and things are different but that's okay. there's so much i always want to say about MC but i feel so much for it i can't ever really properly put it into words (shocking from me, i know.) this show is just so special to me.

SEMANTIC ERROR | JANG JAEYONG x CHU SANGWOO

I was so nervous.

it's Sangwoo's acceptance and Jaeyong's palpable relief. it's how Jaeyoung looks like he still can't believe this is happening. it's how they fit so perfectly together like they were always supposed to find each other. I NEED MORE OF THEM.

because it was so hard to pick just 5 here are 3 honorable mentions:

LAST TWILIGHT | MHOKDAY

i'm still here. i'll probably be here for a while. i'll probably never forget this.

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME | ZE RUI x ZONG YI

the reunion was so incredible and soft and UGHHHHH. the way i felt so fucking relieved like it actually affected me at all

KISEKI: DEAR TO ME | CHEN YI x AI DI

it was so nice to see them so soft after all the shit they had to go through to get together. they're so comfortable and at peace with just about the only people they can be that way with and it makes me want to bite someone.

#bunn asks #top 5 bl #al my beloved #be my favorite #moonlight chicken #not me the series #history 3: trapped #semantic error #last twilight #kiseki: dear to me

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