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ahsxual · 5 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.

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luvsae · 10 months

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does anyone have squid game requests? ill write for anyone !!

#gi hun squid game #fanfic #fluff stuff #fluff scenario #squid game #saebyeok imagines #cho sangwoo

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vex91 · 10 months

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Squid Game Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Seong Gihun:

Nothing yet...

Cho Sangwoo:

Nothing yet...

Kang Saebyeok:

Nothing yet...

Jiyeong:

Nothing yet...

Hwang Junho:

Nothing yet...

Abdul Ali:

Nothing yet...

#squid game x reader #seong gihun x reader #cho sangwoo x reader #kang saebyeok x reader #jiyeong x reader #hwang junho x reader #abdul ali x reader #seong gihun #cho sangwoo #kang saebyeok #jiyeong #hwang junho #abdul ali

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pianovels · 2 years

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(fun fact: this post is sponsored by my weird sense of humour, my last 2 brain cells, and my unwillingness to create a carrd.)

welcome to my blog! this account is a safe place for all genders, races, sexualities. this user hopes that you enjoyed your stay ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

零（♡）haha tags go brrr

music / moodboard / fashion / accessories / fave / motivational or educational stuff / for you, yes you 💌

一（♡）about

alias & pronouns: (previous alias is r.) you can call me nov, nova, or november! she/her. scorpio ☉ scorpio ☾ sagittarius ↑

personality type: infp . 9w1 . sp/so . 954 . rluei . elfv . phlegmatic-melancholic . lawful neutral . ravenclaw

i'm asian + bi, a matcha soft serve fanatic, someone who prefers tea over coffee, and a spicy food enthusiast.

i mainly use this blog to reblog things i like + just to chill. i might post content once in a blue moon only when i feel like it (and has inspiration or ideas that seem decently creative)

i don't really have a dni list bc it's not necessary for me but i won't tolerate any bs or anon hate.

anon is always open for those who are shy !! ✿

username is a wordplay of (playing the) piano + (reading) novels = @pianovels :)

[more about me]

二（♡）bias list

［ U L T S ］

+ 𝗕𝗧𝗦 yoongi, hoseok

+ 𝗡𝗖𝗧 haechan, kun (bias wreckers from each unit: 127 doyoung / dream chenle and jisung / wayv xiaojun)

［ R E G U L A R S ］

+ 𝗧𝗪𝗜𝗖𝗘 jihyo (bias wrecker momo)

+ 𝗔𝗘𝗦𝗣𝗔 ningning

+ 𝗜𝗩𝗘 wonyoung

+ 𝗦𝗞𝗭 hyunjin

+ 𝗜𝗧𝗭𝗬 ryujin

三（♡）favourites

flower: tulips

season: autumn

holiday: halloween

scent: peppermint

anime: perfect blue

model: naomi campbell

colours: soft pink . teal . silver . sage green

book tropes: angst + fluff . hurt/comfort . found family

actresses: audrey hepburn . anne hathaway . winona ryder

aesthetics: fairycore . celestial . coquette . dark citycore . downtown girl

animals: cats . dolphins . penguins . maltese dogs . beluga whales . arctic foxes

more music artists i like: boy in space . barns courtney . loïc nottet . sasha sloan . zara larsson . dorothy martin . chase atlantic . gorillaz . cigarettes after sex . men i trust . the midnight . the weeknd . woodz . ruel . lauv . joji . dhruv . faime . keshi . devita . maye . lana del rey . bea miller

comfort characters: alita . mulan . edward scissorhands . john ambrose . neil perry . charlie dalton . stanley barber . max mayfield . will byers . jack frost . mavis dracula . mia thermopolis . newt scamander . luna lovegood . ron weasley . ali abdul . cho sangwoo . jiyeong . kang saebyeok

四（♡）navigation

work in progress, coming soon :)

#ok why is this so lengthy bruh #if you read until the end: bless you #i hope that i won't regret posting this

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ao3feed-stony · 2 years

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BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!

by Jami_e29

Just as the title says, if you're looking for a new beta reader or editor for your fanfics, I'm here. Contact me @hrleily on Twitter or [email protected]

I'm an experienced freelance writer and editor so you can trust my work.

My fandom are listed above. I'm open to new fandoms and pairings. I can edit basically anything from the fluffiest fluff that melts your insides to the dirtiest smutty fic. I have no limits and I definitely don't kink shame.

No matter how bad you think your kink is, I've probably read something similar to it.

Please contact me, I'm home from school and have nothing to do rn.

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), Sherlock (TV), Star Trek: The Original Series, Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies), The Social Network (2010), X-Men: First Class (Comics), X-Men - All Media Types, Captain America (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Heartstopper (TV), The Beatles (Band), Encanto (2021), Hannibal (TV), One Direction (Band), Teen Wolf (TV), Squid Game (TV 2021), James Bond (Craig Movies), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Endverse Castiel (Supernatural), Nicholas "Nick" Nelson, Charlie Spring, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Hannibal Lecter, Will Graham, John Lennon, Paul McCartney

Relationships: Harry Potter - Relationship, Castiel/Dean Winchester, John Lennon/Paul McCartney, Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Jack Rollins/Brock Rumlow, Ali Abdul/Cho Sangwoo, Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Sherlock Holmes/John Watson

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/39087903

#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #iron man #captain america #fan fiction #ao3 stony feed #stony fan

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ao3feed-larry · 2 years

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BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!

by Jami_e29

Just as the title says, if you're looking for a new beta reader or editor for your fanfics, I'm here. Contact me @hrleily on Twitter or [email protected]

I'm an experienced freelance writer and editor so you can trust my work.

No matter how bad you think your kink is, I've probably read something similar to it.

Please contact me, I'm home from school and have nothing to do rn.

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/puew9nT

#author #larry stylinson #larry fic #ao3 feed larry #BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!#<p>by <a rel= hre

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cristenorite · 2 years

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Before You Go To SNU (Chapter 4)

Read chapter 1

Read chapter 2

Read chapter 3

Relationships: Cho Sang-Woo/Seong Gi-Hun (main), Kang Sae-Byeok/Ji-Yeong (side)

Contents: Fluff, Light Angst, Established Relationship, High School AU, classmates, sangwoo is not a snake, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, one brief homophobic encounter but only for one chapter, sangwoo implies that he wants to have sex but they never actually do it, 17 year olds (pretend they're all the same age), Boys In Love, Slice of Life

Characters: Cho Sang-Woo, Seong Gi-Hun, Ali Abdul, Kang Sae-Byeok, Ji-Yeong, Hwang Jun-ho, Jang Deok-su, Han Min-yeo, Seong Gi-Hun's mother, Cho Sang-Woo's mother

Note: I cross-posted this from AO3 so if you're more comfortable reading there, you can go ahead and do that, this is also a multi-chapter fic. 3/5 chapters are uploaded

The cold wraps around Sang-Woo and Gi-Hun as they enter the air-conditioned store. Sang-Woo takes a shopping basket and heads to an aisle without looking back to see if Gi-Hun is following him.

This is probably the worst fight they've had since the start of their relationship. And to think, just a few days ago, things were going great since that kiss. He couldn’t take his eyes off Gi-Hun, and now he can't even look at him.

They've made out plenty since then. When he had Gi-Hun over to tutor him, at the school library, where they were almost caught by a teacher, even at the riverbank, where they were caught by Ji-Yeong. They've gotten better at it too, with Sang-Woo copying what he saw at the movies.

But then Thursday came along. Fucking Thursday.

Gi-Hun's footsteps get louder beside him, almost drowning out the muffled sounds of a drizzle starting. Gi-Hun catches up to Sang-Woo's pace. It takes everything in Sang-Woo to not look at him.

Gi-Hun’s guard is up. It’s like he’s built a wall between them that Sang-Woo can’t break or climb over, but he looks up and sees Gi-Hun peeking over, looking at him with an expression that tells him that if Sang-Woo brings his pride down, Gi-Hun will bring down the wall.

Sang-Woo halts next to the colored papers. “What colors do you want?”

“You choose,” Gi-Hun mutters.

Sang-Woo rolls his eyes and turns to face Gi-Hun. His brain stops working, however, when he makes eye contact with Gi-Hun's piercing eyes. Gosh, he thinks. What happened to the puppy dog eyes Gi-Hun's always had?

Sang-Woo takes a breath. “Look, I know you're mad, I am too, but if we're gonna have to work on this stupid project together, you're gonna have to cooperate, okay?” It came out more aggressive than he meant.

Gi-Hun looks shocked, but he just closes his eyes. “Blue, yellow and green,” he says through his teeth.

Sang-Woo huffs out a frustrated thank you, grabs the papers, and puts them in the basket.

YESTERDAY, THURSDAY

Gi-Hun is leaning against the bookshelf as Sang-Woo’s hands ruffle through his hair. Their lips are pressed together, noses brushing while taking in each other’s scent. Gi-Hun pulls away for a second to catch his breath but is immediately sucked back to Sang-Woo’s mouth, causing their teeth to clash for a moment. Gi-Hun emits a small yelp of pain, or maybe it was a moan, Sang-Woo can’t tell.

Sunlight shines through a window and puts a spotlight on them, adding to the heat of their kiss and brisk heartbeats. Their uniforms get warmer from the friction of their chests. Sang-Woo is a little scared that they’ll get caught, but probably not nearly enough as he should be.

The books behind Gi-Hun shake. “Wait,” Gi-Hun says, pulling away. “We’re being too loud, this is a library.”

They are positioned at the very back of the room, bookshelves covering them. Barely any people are in the room, just them, the librarian, and a few students studying.

Sang-Woo wipes a sweat running down Gi-Hun’s forehead. “Then kiss me slower.”

Gi-Hun’s cheeks flush as Sang-Woo’s thumbs caress them. Sang-Woo leans back in. Gi-Hun’s eyes close a moment before Sang-Woo shuts his. They meet again. Gi-Hun’s mouth opens as Sang-Woo’s tongue finds its way in. They move in a rhythm, Sang-Woo’s hand travels down to Gi-Hun’s waist as Gi-Hun holds Sang-Woo’s neck.

A thud near them.

They stop abruptly, quickly getting off each other, a thread of saliva snapping at their divergence. Sang-Woo grabs a book and pretends to read. Gi-Hun wipes his mouth with his arm.

The teacher emerges from the bookshelves, halts, and looks at them for a few seconds. Sang-Woo keeps his eyes on the book, which he’s too nervous to even see. He’s looking at it, but he’s not seeing it.

“You two,” the teacher says. Sang-Woo and Gi-Hun stiffen up as they turn to look at him. “It’s almost one o’clock. Shouldn’t you be going to your classrooms?”

“Uh, of course, sir,” Sang-Woo says. “We were just about to leave.”

The teacher nods. “Your book’s upside down by the way.” He pushes up his glasses and walks away.

They looked at each other and burst out into laughter as Sang-Woo closes his book shut. He looks down at the cover— Three Generations upside down.

くコ:彡くコ:彡くコ:彡

Gi-Hun and Sang-Woo sit next to each other in class. The teacher stands behind his desk, holding a stack of papers. “Alright, everybody listen!” he says as he taps the stack of papers on the desk, evening them out. “You’re gonna do your project in pairs. I’ll call out the names of your partners!”

The teacher looks at the papers. “Jiyeong and Jun-Ho. Ali and Sae-Byeok…” He continues, then, finally, “Gi-Hun and Sang-Woo.”

Sang-Woo smiles. He would probably do the entire project by himself if Gi-Hun asked, but Sang-Woo knew he wouldn’t. Sure, Gi-Hun can be irresponsible at times, but that doesn’t mean he’ll let anyone he loves suffer. It’s one of the things that gives Sang-Woo a fuzzy feeling every time he looks at Gi-Hun.

He looks at Gi-Hun, who is giving him the same loving smile he has on his face.

“Okay, you all got that?” the teacher says. “Now, for your project, you’re going to make a pop-up card made of colored paper cut in the shapes of different quadrilaterals. It’s up to you what object you’d like to create. Does everybody understand?”

The whole class says, “Yes,” in unison.

The bell rings.

“And remember, the school dance is on Saturday.” The teacher exits the room. It’s their last period, and the students start to stand up and put on their backpacks. Sang-Woo does too. He sees Gi-Hun stand up and Sang-Woo grabs his bag before him.

“I’ll do it for you,” he says smiling, wearing the backpack at the front. Gi-Hun smiles back at him for that. Sang-Woo feels his cheeks heat up and that fuzzy feeling grows in his chest again.

“So, about the school dance…” Gi-Hun says. Sang-Woo smiles, he's already asked Gi-Hun to go with him earlier this morning. Of course, Gi-Hun said yes.

“Pick you up at seven?”

Gi-Hun nods.

They walk slowly through the hallway side by side. Sang-Woo thinks Gi-Hun’s hands must be metal and his must be a magnet because the pull when they’re only inches apart is excruciatingly strong. But Gi-Hun takes Sang-Woo’s hand, and his palm doesn’t feel like metal. It’s soft and warm and feels like home, and he can imagine the rest of his life like this: Gi-Hun’s warmth sprawling through his body while they grow old and live together.

The heat of Gi-Hun’s touch travels through Sang-Woo’s entire body, and embarrassingly, that includes the place in his crotch. Sang-Woo feels his boxers getting tighter.

Shit. They’re still in school. Sang-Woo can’t be caught in public with a hard-on while holding hands with his boyfriend!

Sang-Woo’s palms grow sweaty from the fire in his thumping chest. He jerks his hand off of Gi-Hun’s. His boyfriend flits his head to him with shock and concern in his eyes.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” Gi-Hun presses his hand onto Sang-Woo’s neck. “Your pulse is heavy… and you’re sweating so much again! Did your fever come back?”

Fuck. With Gi-Hun this close, Sang-Woo will overheat. And the worry in his voice too. Oh no, Sang-Woo can’t take it anymore.

He puts his hands on Gi-Hun’s cheek so suddenly that he’s practically slapping him. Sang-Woo pulls Gi-Hun in and catches his lips with Sang-Woo’s own, closing his eyes. All of this before he could even think.

Sang-Woo parts his lips, but instead of Gi-Hun doing the same and taking in Sang-Woo like how he did earlier in the library, Sang-Woo feels Gi-Hun’s hands pressing on his chest and pushing him away.

Sang-Woo opens his eyes and sees Gi-Hun looking at him with those same eyes, and they’re still filled with shock. But this time, they’re not filled with concern.

They’re filled with fear.

“W…what are you doing?” Gi-Hun whimpers. And it’s then that Sang-Woo realizes how many people are staring at them.

What did he do? Sang-Woo feels his insides sink and shame weighing down on him. It’s suffocating.

“It’s… I— Well—” he struggles to get a word out.

“Let’s talk somewhere else.” Gi-Hun blinks. His eyes are starting to water. “Just… follow me.” Gi-Hun starts walking off. Sang-Woo stares at Gi-Hun��s shrinking silhouette for a few seconds, not fully registering what’s going on.

He hears Deok-su’s voice from behind. “Well, well, well, are the two fairies having a lovers’ quarre—”

“Shut the fuck up, Deok-su.” Sang-Woo follows Gi-Hun, flipping off the teasing boy from behind.

Gi-Hun leads Sang-Woo to a nearby vacant boys’ bathroom. It smells like garbage, one of the lights is broken, and the mirror is smudged with Lord knows what, but it’s the nearest place where they can get privacy. The two are about three feet apart. They stand quietly for a moment.

Gi-Hun turns around to face Sang-Woo. “W…” he starts, but doesn’t finish. He looks at the stalls, probably to make sure that no one is there to eavesdrop. “Why did you do that?” Gi-Hun’s voice wavers a little.

“I thought you wouldn't have a problem with it. We’ve kissed a bunch of times before and you were fine—”

“That’s because you asked first so I was prepared!” He fidgets with his hands. “And it wasn’t in front of that many people! And, and…” Gi-Hun bows his head, but Sang-Woo can tell he’s about to cry. “And you weren’t so forceful like that those other times. You just… suddenly grabbed me and smushed your lips on mine.” He pauses between each sentence. “It hurt. And it was scary.” He was shouting at first but now he’s whimpering each word. Sang-Woo could hear him whisper, “Plus, fevers are contagious.”

But, that isn’t fair! Sang-Woo thinks. He’s heard many times that it’s normal for teenage boys to have raging hormones. Every time he’s seen a guy being disruptive or doing something he isn’t wanted to do, Sang-Woo has heard people say, “Boys will be boys.” He’s only seen movies where even if the man kisses the girl without asking, the girl doesn’t mind. So, why is it his fault? Why is Gi-Hun blaming him? He didn’t do anything wrong.

Right?

He thinks of the way Gi-Hun looked at him with fear, and the shame and guilt press down deeper on him but somehow, his ego upholds his pride and pushes the remorse away.

“So, what? You’re embarrassed to be seen kissing me? Does it embarrass you to love me?” Sang-Woo says.

Gi-Hun looks at him with disbelief and a tinge of sadness. His brows furrow in anger. “Don’t try to turn this around on me, Cho. When did I fucking say that? All this time, you’ve respected my space and decisions, so why are you doing this now? Is it so hard to keep on asking me before you do it for fuck’s sake?”

Sang-Woo huffs. Cho. His last name. Gi-Hun hasn’t called him that since elementary.

Gi-Hun’s eyes are red and filled with tears. It makes Sang-Woo’s heart ache. Gi-Hun storms out of the room and Sang-Woo is left in this shitty, stinky bathroom. Sang-Woo looks at himself in the mirror. Was he really in the right?

Or did he just fuck this whole thing up?

TODAY, FRIDAY

The fresh smell of an air-conditioned store lingers. Sang-Woo’s hands grow cold around the plastic handle of the shopping basket. He wonders if Gi-Hun’s hand is cold as well. It must be. Sang-Woo wants to hold it and keep it in his warm pocket. And maybe it will still feel like home. Even after that fight, the magnetic force is still there.

Sang-Woo looks out the window and sees the cloudy skies, the drizzle slowly turning to rain. The stars are no longer visible unlike that night during the field trip when they first kissed.

And yet again, he’s thinking about kissing Gi-Hun. Gosh, how frequently has he been thinking that?

Sang-Woo’s mother found out about the project and had him call Gi-Hun to arrange a date and time to work on the project together. Sang-Woo thought it was gonna be a hard call but it was Gi-Hun’s mother who answered and she told Sang-Woo that she’ll have Gi-Hun come to their house this evening.

So now here they are.

The store is pretty quiet, except for the nearby beeping of the cash register and the quiet voice of the cashier handling the customers’ purchases. And somehow, the silence is making things worse for Sang-Woo. It lets his thoughts sit and rest and allows the guilt to slide back in, where it belongs. The pride has diminished over time, so there is nothing to push it back.

Ever since the argument happened, he’s had nothing else to think about other than the situation. He went over every word that was said and each feeling he experienced.

Only now has he thought about what Gi-Hun might have felt.

The guilt sprawls over him wider.

“I’m s…” Sang-Woo heard himself mutter before he knew it. Gi-Hun looks at him. The hostility and anger in his eyes seem to have lessened a little. “I’m s…” he tries again.

“What?” Gi-Hun mutters. The bricks of the wall are slowly cracking.

“I’m…searching for the card stock. Have you seen it?” For fuck’s sake! He can’t even apologize. How on earth is he gonna make this right?

Gi-Hun sighs. And just like that, the wall is back up. The chain is on his door again and the defenses are up once more.

Gi-Hun’s eyes slowly get wet. “Are you really that impenetrable to guilt?” he snaps. The beeping of the cash register stops and the light chatter ceases. The sounds of the impending rain outside grow louder. They should’ve brought an umbrella.

Sang-Woo can tell people are staring at them about to have an argument. Just like yesterday.

“Gi-Hun—”

“I can’t do this.” Gi-Hun walks out of the store. Sang-Woo drops his basket, spilling all the items they were about to purchase.

“Wait, no, Gi-Hun, it’s pouring, you’ll catch a cold!” He chases after him, opening the glass door and trading the cold air of the store for the frigid rain outside. He gets drenched instantly, and the raindrops hit them briskly. He catches up to Gi-Hun and grabs his hand. Gi-Hun halts, and Sang-Woo feels his wrist tighten.

“You know I’m faster than you,” Sang-Woo tries to joke, but Gi-Hun turns to face him and his expression says that Gi-Hun’s in no mood for jokes. Gi-Hun yanks his hand off Sang-Woo’s.

His eyes transform from angry to heartbroken, restoring his puppy dog eyes. Seeing him like this, drenched with a sorrowful look on his face, the guilt takes over Sang-Woo’s body. And he can no longer fight it. He can no longer try to evade the truth.

He fucked up. Really bad.

“You know,” Gi-Hun starts, “one of the biggest reasons why I fell so hard for you is because you were caring and gentle and responsible and you cared for my feelings .” Gi-Hun sobs. “I don’t why you’re like this now but I don’t know if I wanna stay with someone who doesn’t respect my boundaries.” His eyes are so red. The tears from his eyes blend with the rain.

“And you can’t even say sorry,” his voice crumbles. “If you still want to take me to the dance, fine. But, I think we need a break,” he finishes off. And with that, he walks away.

Sang-Woo wants to chase after him, to say he’s sorry and that he’s realized he’s wrong and that he swears it’ll never happen again. That he’ll never hurt him again. That he can’t stand to see him hurting so much because of him.

But he doesn’t. He just stands still in the pouring rain, not sure if it’s the gelid rain or time that froze him.

Realizing that Gi-Hun just left him. Under the same sky they fell in love on.

#squid game #Fluff #High school au #sangwoo x gihun

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stony-ao3-feed · 2 years

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BETA READER AND EDITOR HERE!!!!

Read it on AO3

by Jami_e29

Just as the title says, if you're looking for a new beta reader or editor for your fanfics, I'm here. Contact me @hrleily on Twitter or [email protected]

I'm an experienced freelance writer and editor so you can trust my work.

No matter how bad you think your kink is, I've probably read something similar to it.

Please contact me, I'm home from school and have nothing to do rn.

Words: 150, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/F, M/M

Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe, Smut, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Not Beta Read, Age Difference, Age Regression/De-Aging, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

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merlieve · 3 years

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Pillow | Cho Sangwoo X Reader

Fem! Reader

(She/Her)

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A/n: This is my first ever imagine for Squid Game, that’s it.

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Fluff | Warning/s: None, please inform me if there are any.

I do not allow my works to be republished in another site so please check in with me or at least give me credit!

It was a Saturday night, and It’s been days since Sangwoo left for his ‘business trip’, and Y/n was getting anxious. She started to think of the worse possible things that happened to him.

'What if something bad happened to him? Or what if he’s cheating on you?' She tried to shove away those images out of her head, but what if it was true? She’ll doesn’t know what happened to him. The only thing she could do was hope for the best.

Then, a thought struck her like lightning. Y/n gripped Sangwoo’s pillow and his shirt. She was getting desperate for his touch, even if it’s some days, she couldn’t wait. She was eager, and she couldn’t wait for him to come back.

Y/n changed the pillow into one of Sangwoo's shirts. A grunt escaped her lips once she lay down on Sangwoo and her shared bed, squeezing the pillow in the process. Y/n felt her eyes flutter as she started to doze off to sleep.

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Sangwoo did it, he finally won. He can pay back his debts and live a flawless life. All he could think about is his fiancée, he knew he had to win to give her the best life. Even if Sangwoo pictured a perfect life for his family, he did have trauma because of the games, he couldn't stop remembering everything that occurred in one week. He was desperate, and he had to do what he needed to do to win this game of survival.

When Sangwoo finally arrived at your shared flat, he heard indistinct snores. He chuckled, knowing it was Y/n. He opened the door, it made a creaking noise, hoping Y/n doesn't wake up, so he could surprise her, but it wasn't a surprise that she didn't wake up, after all, she was a deep sleeper.

After he bathed, Sangwoo slowly changed his clothes and applied medicine to his wounds, surprisingly, you haven't woken up. Following that, he went to your bedroom, he was shocked to find a pillow with his shirt on it. He suppressed a chuckle and replaced the pillow with him. Sangwoo swore his heart fluttered when Y/n snuggled close to him. After everything that happened, he needed her right now. Sangwoo knew tomorrow morning he'll be bombarded with questions, but he didn't mind. All he needs is Y/n.

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gothbusterz · 3 years

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Intoxicating - Teacher!Sang-Woo x Student!Reader

Sang-Woo can’t help but obsess over his perfect little star student.

Warnings - Jealous Sang-Woo, Smut, age gap (legal), oral (F receiving)

Word count - 3.8k (I may have gotten carried away 👀)

Requested by @14lovez 💚

Click, clack, click, clack.

The sound of heels rushing down the tiled hallway echoed through the classrooms as she passed, papers falling from her arms and her phone clattering on the floor. Cursing loudly, she scooped everything up and kept running. She’d never been late before, let alone for his class.

Mr Cho’s lecture hall was near empty. 9 AM finance lectures didn’t exactly draw in the numbers, but she made it a point to always be there. It made him feel appreciated in a way he’d never admit out loud. In his eyes, she was the perfect student; attentive, clever and beautiful. Although he’d never admit, the last 3 years he’d had her in his class, he’d had the privilege of watching her become her own woman.

Sang-Woo met her as a fresh-out-of-high-school 18 year old - young, naive and curious - and now she was graduating; moving on and leaving him behind. He couldn’t get used to the thought of not seeing her sweep into his class of a morning, fresh faced and ready to drink in every word that left his lips with such focus that sometimes it felt like they were the only two in the room. He wouldn’t hear her quietly giggle anymore, whenever that stupid little boy that sat next to her cracked jokes that only they could hear. He wouldn’t be able to admire her as he had been for so long now, his eyes taking an extended vacation around the curves of her body underneath the figure-accentuating outfits she chose. Her perfume wouldn’t overwhelm his senses anymore, triggering something dark in his brain as his face hovered so close to hers, quietly explaining something she’d so innocently asked for help with.

Deep down, she drove him crazy; but Sang-Woo knew his place and he knew there were lines he should never cross, so instead he buried the impure thoughts he had about her. Part of him wanted to say something to her, but where would he even begin? The last thing he wanted to do was make her uncomfortable. He felt so sleazy. It’s not as if he’d intended this, but something about her was so… alluring. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She overwhelmed his thoughts even when she wasn’t there with him, and it made him feel an intense guilt. She was barely 21. Barely over the age of consent, and here he was, a grown man fantasising about the youngest possible woman without it being immoral. He hated himself for it, but no matter how hard he tried to ignore her, he simply couldn’t.

The students sitting before him chattered excitedly, paying no mind to the man sitting at his desk, chatting and giggling about the futures that they were about to embark on. The clock finally struck 9, and yet, she was nowhere to be seen. His heart sunk a little; the last lecture of the whole course and she didn’t show up to properly say goodbye. Of course, he’d see her briefly at the graduation ceremony, but after that, he knew he’d never see her again. He cursed himself, reminding his brain that she was off limits anyway. He knew he needed to move on but he was just stuck on a loop. The second he saw her, he knew the walls he built up to separate himself from her would be demolished by his own hand.

Standing up, he greeted his class and congratulated them on making it all the way through their bachelor degrees. Detailing the tasks of his final class, his eyes lingered on the empty seats in the front row - the seats usually home to both his favourite student and the little lap dog that seemed to follow her around, Hwang Jun-Ho. He knew he had no good reason to dislike this boy. He actually was her age, handsome, athletic and he’d already proven he could make her laugh. Jun-Ho was a good student and he’d never done anything to disrespect or cross his professor. It was all pure, untainted jealousy from Sang-Woo.

Neither Y/N or Jun-Ho were present, and Sang-Woo’s mind swam with the possibilities. He couldn’t push through the images in his head of the two of them tangled together, sheets grazing their bare bodies as they actively skipped his lecture to study each other instead. He couldn’t help but envision his hands all over her gentle flesh, his fingers in her hair, her nails digging into his back, her lips wrapped around…

He quickly shook himself out of it, shame flooding through his veins as he noticed all the blood that had rushed south at his musings. The thoughts filled him with rage, even though he knew Jun-Ho would be a better boyfriend than he could ever be. Y/N and Jun-Ho could go out in public and no one would ever bat and eyelid. Her parents would surely be ecstatic for her to bring a young man like him home to them.

Click, clack, click, clack.

The sound drew closer and shook him from his daydreaming, and suddenly his heart fluttered with relief and hope as she barrelled through the doors. She was panting, beads of sweat adorning her forehead as she rasped out an apology for being so late.

She’d really done it today. As soon as he laid eyes in her, he began to salivate. Her blouse was sheer enough to make out the outline of the black bra she wore underneath and her hair hadn’t been brushed before it was thrown into a bun sitting on the top of her head. Her skirt danced against the swell of her ass as she quickly hustled over to her empty seat. He took in the sight in front of him. She was always beautiful, but something about seeing her so disheveled hit him right in the lust he had for her. As she turned her head, exposing a dark purple mark against the skin near her collarbone, white hot rage filled him. Taking a deep breath, he pushed it down and cleared his throat.

“Nice of you to finally grace us with your presence.” His voice was colder and harsh, a far cry from the joking tone he’d meant to express it in. It was real now. Someone else had her and it made his stomach drop. Her expression was one of shock and embarrassment, flecks of disappointment in her eyes at the way her normally caring professor greeted her. She mumbled another apology, sitting down and averting her eyes downwards to the quiz sheet he had laid on each table.

Sitting back in his seat, Sang-Woo let out a frustrated sigh. He felt bad for snapping at her, but he couldn’t help but feel a new emotion towards her - betrayal. In his mind, she was already his. It was hard to remember sometimes that it was just his imagination, and this young woman had done nothing to warrant the attraction he had for her. Sure, she’d drop things at seemingly convenient times, her long legs bending as she bent to pick it up, giving Sang-Woo a show in the process. Sure, she stayed back after almost every lecture, as if she relished the time they had alone together as much as he did. To Sang-Woo, none of this meant anything. He could never be truly sure if she was just really that innocent, or if maybe, just maybe, she felt the same way even just a little bit.

He stood from his seat, observing the other students with their heads either down on their paper or buried in their phone screens. Taking a deep breath to muster the courage, he worked his way across the room and leaned his two large hands on the front of her desk, leaning down so that his lips could whisper in her ear without alerting the other students. “You haven’t seen Jun-Ho by chance have you? He didn’t show up today.”

Her body stiffened involuntarily as she shifted her gaze to meet the intense, dark eyes of her professor. He hadn’t said anything of the sort, but she could only take his question as a roundabout way of saying I know what you did. His expression was hard to read. It was something she’d never seen him wear before - irritation. He was always so gentle with her; complimenting her and helping with every problem, no matter how small. Sometimes she’d even pretend to not understand just so that she could have him close to her. What Sang-Woo didn’t realise was that she felt the same way, maybe even stronger.

He walked back to his desk, sitting back down and lowering his gaze to the finished quizzes in front of him. He felt like an absolute piece of shit knowing how uncomfortable he’d just made her. He’d basically attacked her without even saying anything. His hotheaded attitude blinded him from the reality that he held no claim to her. She was just his student. His beautiful, smart, sexy student. But his student nevertheless.

The time passed on and on, students chatting and sharing their plans for the weekend and the afterparty for the graduation. A sadness set deep into Sang-Woo’s chest as he realised that as soon as that clock struck 12, she was no longer his student. Lifting his eyes to lay them on Y/N, his heart broke as he noticed she hadn’t lifted her head since his harsh words. He’d already regretted what he said as soon as the words left his lips, and now he felt like a monster. You don’t tear down someone you love. Whether they love you back or not, it’s not fair. She had and has every right to sleep with Jun-Ho if that’s what she wants, even though it killed him inside.

The other students started to pack their things up as the time drew nearer and nearer. A few students approached his desk to thank him and he wished them the best of luck with a warm smile. He meant it. He wished nothing for the best for all his students, even that stupid fucking Jun-Ho prick. Eventually everyone had filed out of the lecture hall, leaving only Y/N nervously shifting in her seat as she finally raised her eyes to meet his. Sighing sadly, he pulled himself up from his desk and made his way over to her. The few short steps felt like a marathon as the reality that this was it washed over him. He wasn’t ready to let her go.

“I’m sorry I spoke to you like that. It was out of line.” His voice was a whisper as he finally sat down in the seat that Jun-Ho usually occupied. Her arms crossed and he could tell she was making an effort to hide the bruise that had been sucked into her neck. She was timid, not the bubbly self she normally was. “And it was wrong of me to insinuate that about you and Jun-Ho. It’s none of my business…”

He trailed off, his eyes eventually finding their own way down onto the large bruise she was weakly attempting to hide. It fixated him, and even in this moment, all he could think of was sucking and biting bigger and better marks into her neck. Clenching his jaw, he made eye contact with her once more. Her voice was quiet and low, finally mustering up the courage to speak. “It was a mistake… but you were right about Jun-Ho. You didn’t even have to say it… you just knew.”

He forced a small smile, his heart sinking at the admission. He knew. He always knew. But something about it being out in the open hit him right in the guts. Clearing his throat, he chose his next words very carefully. “The way he looks at you is-“

“The way you look at me, sir?” She cut him off, finally finding her voice. Colour drained from his face.

She knew. She fucking knew. My life is over.

Sang-Woo was speechless, his eyes scanning her face for any signs of anger or disgust. He knew he was in trouble now. He knew she could ruin him. Trying to deny it would be pointless. After all, he’d been staring at her blankly for far too long to dispute it now. Slowly reaching over, she brushed her fingers against his, resting on the smaller desk. A jolt of electricity shot from his finger tip all the way down to his cock and he jumped, snapping out of his stressed daydreaming state. His eyes landed on their hands just barely touching. She looked at him with both curiosity and hesitancy, concerned how he’d react.

Taking a deep breath, his fingers barely moved as he brushed back against her fingers before summoning the courage to gently place his hand on top of hers. She didn’t jolt or pull away like he’d secretly expected, not sure if what he was experiencing was a dream or not. Her fingers slowly closed around his hand and he revelled in the touch he’d been craving for the better part of 3 years.

“You’re a good guy, Sang-Woo. I’ve seen the way you look at me and I’ve seen the way you look at Jun-Ho. You don’t have to be jealous anymore…” standing up, she swung one leg over his thighs and wrapped her arms around his tense shoulders, sitting in his lap, face to face with him. His heart began to race as her scent engulfed him. His hips bucked upwards instinctively and his arms snaked their way around her waist so gently that he barely touched her, fingers brushing her skin. One hand gently rested against his cheek, and he leaned into her hand. His eyes remained transfixed with hers until she slowly dipped her head lower and lower, her breath fanning against his neck, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

“You don’t need to worry… I’m not your student anymore.”

She punctuated her whisper with a small, gentle nip at his ear and that was it. Sang-Woo’s hand pushed her chin up so that she was face to face with him and, finally, he smashed his lips against hers. A small surprised moan escaped her lips, and he drank it down. His arms held her tightly, pulling her as close as he humanly could. His hands pawed at the skin covered by material, running the perimeter of her back before untucking her blouse from her skirt to let his hands travel up her back, dancing across the warm skin. It sent shivers down her spine, his short nails gently scraping down her body.

His fingers traced the clasp of her black bra, snapping it against her skin and eliciting a delicious moan from her, making her squirm in his lap and gently pushing against the bulge in his black dress pants. He groaned into her mouth at the friction, biting at her bottom lip and pulling it before trailing gentle but urgent kisses down her neck. He pressed several kisses to the broken capillaries forming the bruise on her soft skin. His mouth moved ever so slowly across the front of her neck, down to the collarbone exposed by her shirt, before drawing the line back up the other side of her neck. Her small moans and mewls only spurred him on more.

In one strong motion, he stood from the chair he was seated in and wrapped her legs around his waist, holding her tightly as he lifted her into the air. He reconnected their lips and her hands tangled into his hair at the back, holding herself up against him. Sang-Woo laid her down on the empty row of desks, his large frame hovering over her small body as their lips danced and melted together. The perfume that once overwhelmed him now intoxicated him as he finally gave in to every desire he’d had for her since they first met.

His fingers nimbly popped each button undone before pushing her blouse back and admiring the beauty before him. His fingers then set to work on her skirt, finding the zipper before pulling it all the way down, the skirt falling open and leaving her in just her black bra and panties. His mouth began to water again as he pressed kisses from her collarbone, down the valley of her breasts, tenderly running kisses down the warm flesh of her stomach until he was sitting on his knees at the end of the table, staring up at the woman he’d obsessed over for years. He couldn’t believe it was actually happening. He couldn’t believe she actually wanted him the same way he wanted her. But sure enough, there she was; spread out against the desks, waiting for him to do whatever he pleased with her.

His fingers hooked into her panties and pulled them down, leaving him face to face with her pussy. He wasted no time, diving tongue first as if she was the most delicious meal to a man who’s ravenous. His strong hands pushed her thighs apart further as his tongue flicked and lapped at her clit, her back arching and perfect moans falling from her lips. Her fingers tangled into his hair, pushing him closer. He didn’t need to be told twice, his right hand moving off her thigh. His fingers crept their way up her body until they brushed her lips, asking to be taken in her mouth. She obliged, parting her lips and gently sucking at his fingers. He gently pulled the wet digits out of her mouth, using them to gently run up and down her folds before pushing one in and curling it upwards. Her body jolted, pulling a smirk onto his lips. He knew he was close. He slowly gently curled his finger, searching for the spot that he knew would send her flying, and when he found it, the cry she released was nothing short of heavenly to him.

He gently slipped the other finger in, massaging the spot he found while his tongue worked away at her clit. Her hands pulled and tugged on his hair enough to hurt, but he didn’t care. Her thighs tried to tense around his head but his other hand held her thigh in place as he continued his assault.

Sang-Woo felt her legs start to shake and he knew she was almost there for him. He added pressure to his fingers and quickened his pace and within seconds, a too-loud cry left her lips as she came crashing down around his fingers. He reacted quickly, withdrawing his fingers from her and slipping then between her lips as he covered her mouth with his hand. She whined at the loss but began to realise where it was they were actually doing this. They hadn’t stopped to think for one second. The University was still filled with people and at some point someone was going to have to use this lecture hall, but even with all that danger, the only thing Sang-Woo and Y/N could focus on was each other. There was no way in hell he was going to stop now, though.

She whined as he pulled away, dazed from the intensity of the orgasm he had allowed her to have. Sang-Woo, still fully dressed, quickly picked her up and carried her over to his desk; one more secluded from the line of sight of the door. One swoop of his arm cleared the surface off, and quickly undid her bra before he he laid her down one more time. His fingers made quick work of his shirt buttons, his shirt hanging open and exposing a toned chest and abdomen. Her finger reached over, gently tracing the lines of his gorgeous body as he speedily rid himself of his belt and pushed his dress pants and boxers down hastily, cock springing upwards.

She pulled herself up and slid off the desk onto her knees, but Sang-Woo was far too impatient at this point. He caught her, flipped her around so she was bent over his desk and pressed his body against her so she couldn’t move. “As much as I would love that, I’ve been waiting for this for way too long.” He growled into her ear from behind before lining himself up and pushing himself slowly inside.

She was so tight and wet that his legs almost gave way and he could have cum right there, but he bit his lip and powered through. His hips snapped back and forth, her hands bracing the wooden desk underneath her. He pushed her further onto the desk, pushing one leg up to rest on the table to hit a delicious new angle. Cries and moans left her lips involuntarily, and his hand took its place over her mouth again as his thrusts became more erratic the longer he held out.

Small pants left his lips as he felt the tension building up. His growls became groans the closer he got, and his hands dragged her body back into him in time with his thrusts. A few more thrusts had him filling her up with his cum without even being able to warn her.

He fell forward, both panting as he laid against her back. His head was spinning from how good it felt and he wasn’t ready to pull out just yet. He held her for a couple of minutes, slowly pulling out as his cock softened. Y/N was absolutely shattered. She knew her legs wouldn’t hold her; all she could do was lean against that desk and feel his cum slowly dripping down her thigh. Sang-Woo pressed gentle kisses to her shoulders as he redressed, buttoning his shirt back up after helping her with her clothes.

Gently helping her stand, he turned her around and pressed a passionate kiss to her lips. “I really don’t want this to be a one time thing. I’ve wanted you for so long - I don’t think I can let go now.” His words were a whisper, a smile forming on her exhausted lips as her arms wrap around his waist and her head rests against his shoulder.

A knock at the door startled the pair, jumping apart before another teacher entered the hall to begin his lecture. As they prepared to go their separate ways, she slipped a small piece of paper into his hand. She pressed a quick kiss to his cheek before she hastily departed; god forbid someone were to check the security cameras. Sang-Woo watched her walk away, a dopey smile on his face. Unfolding the little piece of paper she gave him, he found her phone number written neatly with a little heart on the end. He pondered, wondering if she may actually be the one for him. It didn’t matter though. Now they were just two people, free to be in love, and Sang-Woo simply couldn’t wait to start.

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saebyeoked · 3 years

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dating cho sangwoo headcanons

from anon : maybe general dating hcs for sangwoo? he's a piece of shit but he's so hot i- 💔💔

just have to say i agree he is so mf fine. a repost from my old blog i'm sorry if you're seeing this again lol

i’m just gonna say this right off the bat, sangwoo definitely isn’t a bad boyfriend

the way he was in the games don’t really reflect onto his ability to be a good boyfriend to me— if he truly cares about you he’d do anything for you

he isn’t perfect but he cares about you and he tries his best to let you know

he’s not a huge fan of pda but will let you hold his hand if you want to, he’s much more flexible with physical touch in private

his love languages are quality time and acts of service

he isn’t the best with physical affection (he has no idea where to put his hands at any given moment) so instead he’ll spend most of his free time with you

if you’re sitting in silence or talking it doesn’t matter to him because he’s with you. he’ll listen to you talk if that’s what you want

he was almost a tsundere at the beginning of your relationship, stoic and a little harsh at times, but as your relationship got more serious he began opening up to you more and telling you verbally how he truly felt

as for acts of service, he would definitely buy gifts for you. it doesn’t matter if he’s in debt, any spare money he has, he’ll spend it on you. it’s usually something small but for special occasions like your birthday and anniversary, sangwoo will buy something grander for you

when talking about sleeping in the same bed as him it'll look something like this

he isn’t good at physical contact in ANY sense but if you actually put in the effort to try and cuddle him, he’ll let you rest your head on his chest and he’ll rub comforting circles into your back to help you fall asleep

he knows he makes you feel safer whenever you’re in bed together so he gives in and lets you clutch onto him whenever you want

but if you don’t for some reason it’ll look like the picture above

he won’t ever admit it but he does like to cuddle with you. he’s not good at initiating it but he definitely will enjoy it when you do

sangwoo is definitely not a clingy person but if you are he wouldn’t really mind you being around him all the time. he’ll do his work with you in the same room if you want to be with him, he wouldn’t complain

your company is actually pretty calming to him and it soothes his brain, helping to put him at ease

if this were set in a world where the squid game happens and he won, he’d become a lot clinger. he would be almost afraid to let you go anywhere without him because he worried you’d be taken away from him too just like everyone else was

but luckily this is not in a world where the game happens, so all is happy here

sangwoo really does love you, he just finds expressing it with words and physical actions hard. but you know he loves you, so it doesn’t matter to you

eventually the two of you would move in together and he’d become more welcoming of your physical touches. occasionally— the two of you would bathe and shower together. nothing sexual in any way, but instead you’d just bask in the presence of each other. you’d wash each others hair and he’d finally let himself relax, holding onto you as if he were afraid to let go

you really love those tender moments you have with sangwoo, the ones where his usually tensed muscles relax and he lets himself go. the point where you realize he’s comfortable with you is one of your happiest moments

he will be so polite when it comes time to meet your parents. if you aren’t korean, he’ll familiarize himself with your culture before going to meet them. he’ll hold open doors and pull out chairs for them and will always be the gentlemen whenever he talks to him

he’d be afraid that your parents wouldn’t approve of him and you’d end up breaking up with him, even if they didn’t like him— which would never happen in any reality— their opinion wouldn’t change your love for him and hearing that reassured him

your parents would love him and so would your friends

he’s mostly likely taller than you, and just to tease, he’d put things on higher shelves for you to ask him for help. he loves seeing you pout and whine about not being able to do something for yourself so he does it pretty frequently

he will 100% love you more than anything in the world. if he introduces you to gihun (they’d run into each other somehow) expect him to tell you everything about sangwoo while they were growing up together. you and gihun would become fast friends and love to talk about him and embarrass him, even though it’s out of love

if the two of you ever fight expect him to feel guilty about it for the rest of eternity. the both of you most likely always resolve problems long before they ever turn into fights, but sometimes one or both of you have a tough day and take it out on each other

he’d always apologize and make sure you know that he loves you. sangwoo would let you do anything with him to prove that, even if it was dragging him into a public place and kissing him for the entire world to see

speaking of pda, as your relationship continues he’d become more comfortable with it. at first he’d only prefer hand holding but as time goes on he’ll find himself kissing your forehead and pecking your lips, and it actually shocks him

you turn him into a better person. you make him want to change his life and start working to pay off his debt and you always let him know you’ll help him, every step of the way

sometimes he feels a bit nervous that you’ll leave him because he’s in debt, but it’s the opposite of that. money never mattered to you. sangwoo loved hearing you say that you fell in love with him because of how he treats you but he still gets anxiety about it sometimes and you need to reassure him

he turns his life around because of you. he puts in more effort and starts speaking to his mom and his friends more because of you.

he finally feels like he can love because of you!!!

overall, sangwoo is actually a pretty good boyfriend. he’d care so much about you and put in a lot of effort to make sure you know that

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theprettyarachnid · 3 years

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squid game characters finding your asleep

a/n: got a blood test today and almost fainted but i’m good now

(not my gifs)

warnings: none(?)

Ali

he would find you in the fortress you and the others had made with the beds

you had been nightwatch last night and hadn’t gotten much sleep

he would see you curled up without a blanket and would drape his jacket over you

would sit with you quietly humming and fumbling with his hands until you woke up

Sae-byeok

my favourite lesbian

she would try and wake you up first

probably by gently kicking you

if that didn’t work, she would just mumble something under her breath before sitting down next to you

if anyone made a commotion or loud noise she would threaten them with her pocket knife

Sang-woo

he probably wouldn’t pay much attention at first until he realized it was you

he wouldn’t want to wake you up so he’d grab an extra serving for you when dinner rolled around and just place next to you

obviously he’d make sure no one took it

when you woke up, he would go up to you and tell you not to fall asleep out in the open because it’s dangerous

Jun-ho

you’d be working on a case late at night when he found you pasted out at your desk

definitely thinks it’s funny and will take a picture

eventually he’d wake you up though with two cups of coffee in his hands and he’ll sit with you

Ji-yeong

second favourite lesbian

if anything, she’s usually the one to fall asleep and you have to wake her up

if available, she’d grab a marker and draw stuff on you

never fall asleep first whenever she’s around

she also likes to play with your hair and just kind of hang out until you wake up

#squid game #squid game x reader #squid game netflix #ali abdul x reader #cho sangwoo x reader #sae-byeok x reader #jun-ho x reader #ji yeong x reader #fanfiction #fluff #headcanons #fanfic #x reader #squid game characters #seong gihun #seong gihun x reader

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ahsxual · 3 years

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No, You're not Ok

Pairing: Sangwoo x GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You weren't feeling good while you were in line to get food, so you passed out in front of Sangwoo, the one who was behind you. Fortunately, he caught you in time and decided to take care of you.

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Faiting, mentions of anxiety and panic attacks

Word Count: 1.1 k

A/N: @jukasirigatti requested a fic about Sangwoo, so I decided to write this, because I daydreamed this scenario this morning lol. I hope I didn't offend anyone with my description of how the reader reacts to their panic attacks... and I'm so sorry for any mistakes!! I hope you enjoy this, darlings!! <33

You hated to admit to it, especially to show others your main weakness, but the truth is that you're a really anxious person. Whenever you face danger, your can't think properly and start to have panic attacks, even tho you can control better the ones that aren't so severe.

From the day you were abducted, even tho it was consented lol, to play children games that separated you from life and death in a matter of minutes, your body started to feel extremely weak psychologically, which caused you to feel weak physically.

After the first game "red light, green light", which fortunately you survived, you realized how much in trouble you were. Danger was all over the place: from the mysterious men who dressed in red and had trigonometric shapes on their masks, to the own players who wanted to kill the others in order to win the money. What the human being can do just to get what they want...

Right now, you are waiting for your turn to eat. It's not like you watched more than 200 people die in front of you while screaming in agony, including your own life that was in risk, five minutes ago. It was absolutely terrifying. Your mind was still trying to process the whole situation... in the worst way. Behind you, there was a tall man with dark hair and glasses on, his number being 218. He was processing what happened as well, however he seemed calm and... emotionless. Maybe he was strong enough to not let bad things he can't control affect him. But you're not like that.

"Shit..." you whispered while bouncing a little bit. You started to see everything go blurry and a strong headache coming, so you knew you would faint soon. Sangwoo, the man who was behind you, noticed your stumbling figure, but he was trying to figure out what was happening to you before making a move.

Instead of sitting down and wait until you feel better, you decided to ignore your symptoms and took another step: your body couldn't hold all your anxiety and stress, and so your legs gave up and you felt your body fall onto the ground... or at least that's what you thought that would happen. Suddenly, you felt a pair of strong arms grabbing you firmly by your waist, stopping you from falling and avoiding you to hurt yourself, and pull you in bridal style before you pass out.

A few minutes after, you woke up on the ground with number 218 brushing your hair out of your face while looking concerned, yet somehow relieved by seeing you finally waking up, and people all around you looking curiously at you. You looked at the man who was taking care of you, but when you diverted your attention to the other players and started to panic, he noticed and tried to calm you down.

"Don't look at them. They are just curious, nothing else. Look at me instead if that helps your anxiety." now you looked at him with a surprised, yet embarrassed look. Was he really that insightful?

"How-"

"You don't have to tell me anything for me to get to the conclusion that you were having a panic attack." you swallowed hard. Great: a total stranger already knows your weakness in a goddamn survival game. "It's perfectly normal to react that way. Come here, let me help you." he gently said before helping you walk towards his bed. After assuring that you were in a comfortable position, he went to grab food and water for both of you.

"Here. Drink this, it will help you." he offered you a bottle of water, and then watered a random piece of cloth with water from his own bottle to refresh your forehead.

"You don't need to do this, sir. I'm fine, really-" you tried to convince the man that you were fine, but it was useless.

"No, you're not ok." he responded with a serious look and tone. While he was taking care of you, he seemed really focused on what he was doing, so you took the opportunity to analyze all his features minutely: from the color and thickness of his hair, to his jawline and trimmed beard. When you got out of your trance, you noticed him looking at you with an uncomfortable glare, and you immediately apologized.

"I'm-I'm sorry! I was just..." you paused for a moment. The mood between the two of you was tensed, so you had to find the right words to break the ice. "...thinking about how grateful I am for you being the only one who helped me. Thank you for that, I truly appreciate it." you kindly smiled at the handsome stranger, and for a moment you could swear he smiled back at you. He then continued to take a good look at you to see if you weren't as pale as before or detect any other symptoms, but from what he could see, you were getting better.

"You don't need to thank me. This is all very... frustrating for all of us, and the reality is that everyone reacts differently to the same situation." for a moment you could tell he was a man who tried to remain rational and cold, his defense and "mask" that he wears to deal with the consequences... and possibly even his own guilt. But why would you care about his faults when he saved and helped you when no one else cared? You needed to stop judging him without even knowing him, especially after what he did for you.

"I'm L/n Y/n by the way." you introduced yourself so the two of you could relax a little bit and know each other better. After all, you needed to make some "friends" in there so you could survive for a while longer.

"Nice to meet you, Y/n. I'm Cho Sang-woo."

"It's a nice name, I like it. And it suits you well." he tried to look at another direction, avoiding eye contact with you, yet you could tell he blushed a little bit because of your compliment.

And that was the day you two started a great friendship: he protected you all the time in all games (in the second game, when the others weren't near you, he suggested you with a lot of firmness that you should choose the triangle figure. You trusted him, so you did what he told you and won) and from others; whenever you felt anxious, he always helped you to calm down (in private) while holding your hand and hugging you. It was until the glass game, when you almost fell if it wasn't him grabbing you at the last second, that he realized how much you mean to him. And that's when he knew: he fell for you. Hard.

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barnxsromanxff · 3 years

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Working nights | Cho Sangwoo x reader

Do not repost any of my writes without credit to me

Prompt: Sangwoo has been stressed with work lately the time you two share has become less and less… but he makes up for it

Pairing: Cho Sangwoo x f!reader

Warnings: this is smut. 18+ please! do not interact with it you are a minor. smoking, mention of bodily fluids, fingering, teasing, sexual frustration, Sangwoo being dom + switch (sort of)

A/N: this is my first write for squid games! please be kind with your words, constructive criticism is greatly welcomed! also i know sangwoo isn’t the best character however i don’t want any comments abt his actions, these writes will take place either before squid game ever happened or in an AU so remember that.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

His scent lingered on the sheets as you wrapped yourself up in it, your eyes stared at the back of your husband, his shoulders tensed and all the muscles were shown to you. His naked upper half was mouth watering no matter what he was doing. He blew smoke out softly and put out his cigarette quietly, shifting in the seat. The lamp gave a soft glow to the room, leaving it with a warm feeling.

Lately he had been so stressed, completely burnt out from meetings, phone calls and lots of paper work. Not only was it taking a toll on him but also you, the alone time you spent together was less and he was often tired. Of course you completely understood but you couldn’t help but feel a small tinge of sadness, you wanted him all to yourself.

Nights without him were the worst, you longed for his warmth and touch. The way he held you, made you feel safe no matter what. The way he could make you feel, things no one else had ever done for you. Both emotionally and physically.

Your thoughts traveled to the nights of love making you two spent, how he would absolutely ruin you. The way he could touch you inside and out, always knowing what you wanted without you saying. You blushed thinking about the last time you two had done anything, his tongue had swiped all over your body. Worshipping every inch of skin you had, his fingers pumping in and out of you leaving you completely helple-

“Y/n? hello?”

Your eyes opened and you noticed Sangwoo standing right in front of you, your face flushed more and you hummed in response.

“I’m gonna go outside to take a call, i’ll be back in a little.”

You nodded and bit your lip as you watched him walk away, legs striding away.

Your teeth nibbled on your lip as you continued your previous thoughts, laying down on your shared bed you lowered your hand down your sweats. Your finger slid in and out easily, coating them in your juices.

Your moans began to slip out as you imagined him touching you, the way his mouth would be kissing your neck and bare chest, his long fingers pumping in and out. Words of encouragement as well degrading names slipping in between.

Sangwoo rolls his eyes as the call ends between his coworker. Constant problems in business, he shoves his name phone in his pocket and throws the bud of his cigarette on the ground then smashing it under his shoe. He pushed his glasses up and made his way back into their apartment, eyes glossy from lack of sleep.

He pauses his walking when he hears you, your moaning and soft calls for his name. He groans and adjusts the growing bulge in his pants, his boxers suddenly seeming constricting. He walks towards the open door to see you legs spread, pants thrown across the room. Your finger is buried in your pussy beneath your underwear.

Your other hand runs cross your body, going for your mouth to try and stop the pornographic noises coming from you down to your breasts. Sangwoo gulps and quickly rids himself of his pants, the wet spot on his boxers very prominent as well as his boner.

You were unaware of the man in front of you, watching your every move like a lion. Eyes sharp and raking over your skin, his tongue swiping over his lips. His body comes closer to yours, needy to feel you.

“You didn’t tell me how needy you were.”

You smirked and eyes opened, his weight dipped into the bed and his knees were caging your body.

“Sangwoo.”

His face came lower and he whispered into your ear as his hand pulled off your underwear.

“I’m here.”

Your body felt electric, your heart raced as his finger tips traced your thighs. Inching closer and closer to your needy core, he nibbled on your ear lobe and began kissing your neck. His hand hovered over your clenching pussy, he traced the outer lips and you bucked your body up.

“Please…”

He smiled softly into your skin and he brought his hand to the hem of your shirt. He lifted it off you and it was discarded somewhere in the room, neither of you cared at the moment. He stared at your bare chest and breathed in. Good thing you didn’t wear a bra today.

“So beautiful, my dirty girl.”

His lips found their way to your nipples, sucking and kneading the skin like dough. His hands traced over your chest as he licked all over them, moaning lightly into them as he felt his bulge brush the mattress.

You tugged on his hair and moaned his name, a plea for more pleasure left your lips. Sangwoo finally dipped his hand down again, tracing our heat once more before slipping a finger into you. Your head leaned back with an airy moan, his movements were slow but deep. You savored ever moment of this, your senses being overloaded.

You came hard, eyes blurry and heart pounding. Your hands were clasping onto him with all your strength, his body pressed against yours.

You gasped and eyes shot open, he pushed his cock into you. His lips hungrily were on yours and he swallowed all the whimpers you made, he slowly sunk himself in inch by inch, making you take it all. His arms were on either side of your body, steadying him as he began to slide in and out.

His pace was slow and teasing, anticipation rang through you and you bit his lip. He pulled his lips off yours, his forehead falling onto yours as he fucked you. His cock burrowing itself in you, reaching every spot you needed it to. He picked up his pace and watched your face contort with pleasure.

“You feel so good, pretty girl making me feel good.”

His voice was barely audible but you heard him loud and clear, the words ran straight down to your core. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he was ruthless, absolutely destroying you. Overwhelming you. His finger was on your clit rubbing circles, tears slipped down your cheeks as you felt your second orgasm strike you. Euphoria spread up and down your body, toes curling as you screamed his name.

Your body was still shaking as you pushed him off you, his body landed with a thud onto the bed. His eyes scanned your body as you rolled into him, your cum spread across his thigh as you rubbed up against him.

His head fell bad as you grabbed his cock, thumb swiping over the top and pumping him slowly. With his eyes closed you sat yourself down onto his throbbing cock. You let yourself adjust, staying still and warming his cock. He groaned and thrusted up without warning, and trailed his hands onto your ass to help you. He quickly swatted his hands away and leaned down.

“Nuh uh, let me.”

His lip twitched up as he watched your body ride him, going up and down. Breasts bouncing as his view, eyes squeezed close and mouth open. To him you looked absolutely perfect, his eyes scanned every little curve and bump on huge body. His hands still made their way to your body and steadily helped you up and down, your head too lost to notice.

“I’m gonna,”

Your voice quivered as your body twitched and began to grow sloppy, Sangwoo grabbed you and pulled you down. Your breasted flush against his chest as he thrusted into you hard, he held you tight as he moaned your name.

“Cum with me, for me.”

His words made you float, warmth spreading across you. Your pussy clenched around his cock, causing his thrust to falter as he came inside you. He painted your walls, mixing with your cum.

You both panted, bodies stuck together with sweat and love. He held you and you held him, bodies connected like puzzle pieces. His cock grew soft inside you, but you left it there. His hands rubbed your back soothingly as your breathing evened out.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been spending so much time working. I should’ve been focused on you.”

You smiled into his chest and traced little shapes on his skin.

“It’s okay Sangwoo, you’ve made it up to me.”

He smiled contently and listened to your breathing slow, your mind was gone and you fell into slumber. His mind continued to race with thoughts, work washed into his mind but he pushed it out. Your smile flooded his mind, your laugh and your body, he breathed in and let his mind wander with thoughts of you.

He fell asleep that night completely immersed with you.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °

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