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imtomiee · 2 months
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Babe wake up the exorcist 4 just dropped
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He is so fucking weird I love him♡
(Just stop wearing these ugly ass loafers FOR THE LOVE OF GODDD THEY ARE SO HIDEOUS PLEASEEEE I WANT TO RIP THEM APART)
...I still love him tho♡
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heongiu · 11 months
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reader down bad for the characters and their reaction to the reader GOO, Gun, Samuel, Jake...others
thankyou for the request Anon! I'm sorry for being late to this but here we gooo!!
(Please forgive me for this bs)
Lookism Boys and their reaction to reader being down bad for them
Kim Jongoo
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He's flirtatious but he will make you feel embarassed for being down bad for him
because he will talk about it in front of anyone, like literally.
"Y/n you're such a simp for me, look at you, everything about you screams simp~"
a whole lot of taunts are gonna be thrown towards you.
He finds it helplessly cute how bad you want him but can't have him
Will purposefully touch you to make you even more desperate.
Park Jonggun
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It's not exactly common for him to find anyone who's so down bad for him because everyone else just wanna kill him (well he's fucked with women before but)
Will deffo fuck you dumb (if he's interested in you ehehe and that's if you can fight like crazy)
Sexual tension × 100
He won't actually tell you that he knows you're so desperate for him, he'll just fuck you.
Finds you pathetically cute and that you want him so much.
Oh you poor thing what have you gotten yourself into.
Jake Kim
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Oh oh oh here comes the green flag 😌
He will 100% know you're down-bad for him AND he will and most likely flirt a lot with you, indirectly or directly may it be.
Don't expect him to be formal and shit. He's one hell of a smug, he'll rather just flirt you into it.
He deffo behaves like a Kdrama male lead. Showing off all his flamboyancy and elegance in front of you.
he's gonna be really cheesy with whatever he says especially in front of you.
"I heard people like veiny hands these days, they say it's very attractive" *flexes his hands*
Or "Ah I heard girls like when men cook" *burns the omelette he was already cooking*
And this all is directed towards you.
Seo Samuel
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I really don't expect him to be much of a yk flirt or romantic, he's quite the simplistic guy.
That is until you find out how much he desires dominance in every aspect of his life. (Like seriously this man has a thing for dominance-)
Will not fuck you straight off.
He will mostly likely build the tension up until you completely submit to him (and then you're getting fucked)
I can't really say if he flirts with you directly but
You're gonna get those stares a lot, and he'll do it just to make you nervous
Bonus!
Euntae Lee (Vasco)
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Here comes the Himbo
He's a little idiot so he'll really not get why you're so down bad for him.
He'll probably ask you why you behave like this in front of him.
And when Jace tells him you're interested in him he'll start jumping around like a kid.
"Y/N DO YOU LIKE ME?!?!" He'll ask you, a stupid smile on his face.
Well he's probably getting smacked by you or either Jace for acting like a dumbass.
Don't expect him to understand anything lmao he's just a 5yr old in a body of a teenager (a buff one I'd say he built like a gangster LMAO)
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vivinomi · 7 months
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may i request a gun x reader smut? shower sex perhaps? i love your fics so much :'/ <3
a/n: this is my first time taking a smut request :)) also thank u!!
0.7k w.c, husband!gun x fem!reader, shower sex, dumbification, degradation (slut, whore), daddy kink
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You're lost in thought as the hot water from the shower head touches your skin. You've been working for a day and need to relax, taking a shower might be a good option. Your husband, Gun is not in the house right now, he's busy with his 4 major crews and finding a successor. You frown, feeling lonely as he prefers spending time being a gangster than being with you.
Shaking your head ignoring all these thoughts, massage your clear skin with strawberry-scented soap, enjoying the shower you deserve. Not until you hear wet echoed footsteps approaching you along with heavy breaths, you turn to your back and are met with Gun with a towel warping around his waist. It seems that he just finished beating up a whole gang.
"G-Gun!", you squeal and cover your breast, as more heat creeps into your face from the hot water and from the embarrassment, it's been 3 months since you two showered together let alone seen each other naked bodies.
"Stop whining! I'm tired...", Gun mutters and discards the towel and hangs it on the toilet hanger, his body leans towards you to let the water run onto his beefy body. Seeing his muscular back complete with scars turns you on, some of his visible scars are from battles and some are from yours. You miss him and more importantly, his dick — that manages to split you into two, his dick that keep you crying until your eyes become puffy, and his dick that make you have a hard time sucking it.
Gun looks through his shoulder and snickers upon noticing you deep in thought, he finds your face cute. "Hey, wanna fuck", he flashes his handsome devilish smirk and place his hand on your shoulder to grab your attention. You flush and slowly nod while looking down at the black marble tiles. Damn it! Why are you so shy suddenly?!! Every day you masturbate to fulfil your pent-up desire and pretend your pink dildo is your husband's cock.
"Use your word, whore", he rasps and hooks a finger under your chin, your lovely eyes meeting his divine pitch-black orb, oh how much he adores those eyes — those eyes that cried every night of how good he pleasures you, those eyes that beg for him to slow down, but instead he goes faster.
"Need your cock, daddy.... miss you so much", you desperately beg which earns a deep chuckle from his handsome lip.
"Good girl", he whispers into your ear, his hot breath makes you wet whilst he slowly strokes his big cock between your thighs. You moan so shamelessly, gripping his forearm for support, feeling your clit being rubbed and his precum mixed with the shower water dampening your crotch.
"P—Please! Put it in daddy!", you plea as he snuggles his head at your neck, nipping and marking your sweaty skin as his.
"Jump!", he commands and you obligingly jump, his big veiny hands cupping your ass whilst you fold your legs around his waist, putting your hands on his shoulders, bringing your sweaty body closer to his.
He roughly groans as he slides his big long cock into your tight puffy cunt, his fat tip instantly hits your g-spot driving you astonishingly dizzy, making you see stars — the heat from the shower isn't helping you from this burning sensation.
"Fuck! So tight n' warm... Is my whore miss me that much hm..?", he murmurs, setting a pace that you couldn't imagine ever reaching, and your eyes roll back, as you let out a sweet little cry, too dumb to speak. "Fucked you stupid already, huh slut?", he sharply snarls, sweat forming on his forehead and moves forward until your back hit the gloss tiles, making him easier to ravage your swollen pussy.
After a few rough thrusts along with panting and moaning, you felt your body spasmed and your legs shaking, feeling your climax reaching to an end. Gun notices your sudden body response as your pussy clenched hard onto his dick, grinning from ear to ear, he slams all his length until his ball repeatedly hits your clit earning a loud whine from you.
"C—Cumming!", you scream, pure and clear liquid gushing all over his cock, milking it as you keep your breathing steady. Gun is still holding you and turns the shower valve clockwise until the water stops.
"Let's continue this on the bed", he beams which you just nod, too tired to say and he swiftly walks towards your shared bedroom, fucking you in every position possible until he runs off stamina — which will never happen.
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royaltyoon · 1 year
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GUN X READER
Deal with the devil
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[A/N]
I actually like this one, it's a little long but I made the reader badass asf.
It's not the most realistic, but which fic ever is?
Tw: mentions of weaponry and death threats. Implied intercourse (?)
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You stood at the entrance of the bigdeal streets. According to your calculations, he should be here soon. You were in charge of all the money statistics in the crew and you knew the amount was falling short. You knew he would visit sooner or later.
His entrance was right on cue, as if you summoned the devil himself. It wouldn't be beneath him to be the incarnation of the devil either. So the aim wasn't far off.
"We need to talk." If gun had as much as seen your face before he would've thought you both knew eachother. "And who are you?" He stopped right in front of you, holding his umbrella, shielding him from the rain. You couldn't say the same with your wet clothes and hair matting up, falling flat in its place.
"that doesn't matter. But I can't let you meet jake. Not when I know what the conversation is going to be about."
"so you know." He said, dropping his cigarette and putting it out with his foot. "I wondered who was in charge of all the finances after Samuel left. Guess that's you."
You bit the inside of your cheek, so much for being a secret. "I'm not here to beat him up, you should've known that too." His dark eyes stared straight into your soul.
"I do. But it's not a good time to have that conversation either." You knew jake was under too much pressure, especially after whatever happened with sinu. This topic would only put more on his plate than there needs to be. Jake was like an older brother to you, and you tried your best to repay whatever kindness he paid you.
"unfortunately, I don't take orders from you." He took a step to the right, dismissing your presence. You move in front of him again, blocking his way. "Are you planning on fighting me? Even you should know that's a losing bet for you." He raised an eyebrow.
He was not phased by your determined stance. "Alright let's make this interesting. Land a hit on me and I'll leave. You have a minute." His voice had a daring tone.
"I'm extremely good at taekwondo, are you sure a hit is all I need?" Pretending to be tough doesn't always pan out, but it's still worth a try.
You took his silence as a yes. You knew your skills weren't nearly enough to even touch him, so you had to work around it. You needed more than simply brawns.
"predictable." His voice was bored when he blocked your kick. "Pathetic." It rang out again. He didn't even have to keep his umbrella down, the power gap was just that much.
He held your ankle right before it could hit his face. Using it to your advantage, you try to twist your way out of it. "You know it's no use-" He fell silent as a small *tak* sound was made.
His left his grip on your foot and brought his hand to his eye. "Was that a stone?" His voice grew louder. "Mh-hm. My aim is impeccable." You shrugged, a grin breaking out but it dropped just as quickly.
You ducked as his fist reached out to you. "Hey now. A deal is a deal. You said you'd leave if I land a hit. And I did. You didn't mention it had to be physical contact" You could tell he wasn't happy to hear that. "Joongoo would've approved of you" he mumbles. Before turning back.
He stops half way, "Next time we meet, I won't go easy." He says without looking back.
"Next time we meet, I'll bring a gun." (I mean like a pistol. Lol)
--- (few months in the future)---
You take a deep breath, preparing yourself to open the door. Knowing the devil is on the other side really made you not want to. Big deals monetary status hadn't improved much since the last time. And you knew the next visit by him wouldn't be just a warning.
So you thought of the only way this would play out in your favour was if you went to him before he came to you.
Finally opening the door to his office and making your entrance. "Missed me?" You grin, putting on your tough facade again.
He took a few seconds to register the scene before he spoke. "Not in the slightest." His tilted his head to look behind you, seeing a body laying unconscious. "So the taekwondo wasn't just a ruse?" He asked. "Maybe not" you shrugged.
"I kept our promise, you know." You dug into your pocket, bringing out a gun (a pistol) and lazily twirling it around your fingers. It didn't do much to change his expression. Rather it seems you intrigued him more.
"There's one bullet in this. And you know I won't miss. So hear me out." You demanded, a smirk laying on your face and you leaned forward against his table. "Give big deal some more time."
He leaned back on his chair. "And why would I?"
"Or I'm the only one walking out of this room alive."
He smirks, "what do you have up your sleeve this time? You couldn't have just walked into the lions den without a plan?" Gun was more interested in your guts to stand against him rather than worry if it would be his last. He knew it wouldn't be.
"Of course." You smile. "If a big deal member takes out the infamous 'gun'. Big deal would make too many enemies. Stronger ones even. So you see, I left big deal three days ago." His eyebrow arched in surprise. But his silence urged you to continue.
"I left a note and everything." Your hand flailed in the air. "In these three days, I met with your precious leaders of the other crews."
"If you die today. The entire workers affiliate would come to aid bid deal if your acquaintances still manage to pin the blame on big deal. That little nerd with specs? He seemed too enthused to get rid of you." You twirled the pistol in your hand again.
Gun smirked, it gave off creepy vibes which almost made you lose your confidence. "God dog? He didn't seem too inclined to make a deal. He's got that lone wolf drama going on. But I know he wants to get rid of you too and he doesn't like being in-debt to anyone. He'd come to the rescue if the problem ever rises."
"Olly." You sighed. "He was a little tough to convince. But the second i mentioned Eli Jang, he was on board." Gun's expression turned serious at the mention of Eli's name. "And guess what?" You smiled wider. "I have a lead on his whereabouts."
"You're lying." Gun straightened himself. "Or am I?" You challenge him with a grin.
"So, what's your decision. The balls in your court now." You stood up straight, aim the gun(pistol) where his stone cold heart should be.
"You won't pull the trigger." He laughs.
"why not?"
"I see your hand trembling. You don't have the guts."
"or was it all an act." As if on the cue of your words, your hand steadies itself, moving to aim at his head now. "Oh, and if you think you fight i won't be able to shoot you." You throw a decorative piece from his table up in the air and shoot a bullet hitting it perfectly causing it to disintegrate in the air. "My aim? Impeccable. Even on moving objects."
"Didn't you say the gun had only one bullet?" He raised an eyebrow. "Or was that a lie?" You say, bringing back the gun and aiming it at this head. "So, your answer?"
"I shouldn't have called you Samuels replacement. You're better." He grins creepily again. "How do I know you're not lying about making deals with the other crews?"
"you don't." You smile. "It's up to you to risk it."
He laughs, "You've impressed me. I'll give big deal 2 months."
"Make it four and I might let you in on the lead about Eli Jang."
"Alright."
---(few weeks in the future)---
"How did you know you'd find me here?" You said lighting a cigarette. "Where else would you be other than the big deal streets. It had to be a lie that you left the crew." He said, stepping out of the dark.
"it was." You smile, the cigarette hanging between your lips. Taking it out and passing it to him, you blew out smoke.
He accepted the cigarette, leaning against the alley wall beside you. It was silent for a while "What brings you here?" You looked at him from the corner of your eye. He dropped the cigarette and put out the butt. "You." He said and pushed himself off the wall.
"wha- before you could complete your sentence, he brought his lips against yours. His hand traveled under your ear bringing you closer. It was hard not to kiss back when it felt so intoxicating. You were convinced he was the devil, no one else could be this tempting.
You pulled away to breathe, but he pulled you back to him. Pushing you into the wall with rough hands. He tasted like cigarettes, the addictive kind.
You took him up to your room that night after he snaked his hand under your shirt and you had no will to stop him. That gave rise to a 'no strings attached' agreement between the two. You made a deal with the devil.
---(three months in the future)---
"This ends the second you hurt jake." You said in between breaths. "Why." He shoved you against the wall harder, his hands pressed against your waist. "Are you talking about someone else when I'm right here." He bit down on your lower lip until you voiced out a moan. And he smirked in satisfaction.
Gun had come to grow accustomed to you, to your body. He knew what would make you moan or even scream. And he got accustomed to hearing your sounds more than he'd like to accept.
It had been a while since someone had impressed him like you did. He liked the danger, the thrill. He liked the sensation, he liked yo-
No, no he didn't. It is a 'foes with benefits' situation. That's it, nothing more nothing less. That's what gun told himself.
---(one month in the future)---
Gun stood in the rain. He just took care of jake and disqualified big deal.
For some reason, it felt heavy. Everything did. But mostly, it was his chest.
*tak* a small pebble hit him on the back of his head. He knew exactly who it was.
Another pebble followed, and then another.
He finally turned around and looked at you. Your eyes red, but no tears escaped them. You flicked another stone at him. Your last one. "Fuck you." You seethed
"That's exactly what you've been doing all this while." He smirks
"Go to hell." You hissed, turning your back to him. You couldn't stay there a second longer.
"That's exactly where I'll be going." He mumbled loud enough for you to hear. He looked at you, as your figure got smaller and smaller and finally merged with the horizon.
He clicked his tongue and himself left the place. But not before he bent down and picked a pebble you threw at him and shoving it into his pocket.
You should've known a deal with the deal would never end well.
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novaclerk · 10 months
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Gun and Goo Friendship: GGF
Gun talks a lot about his life, while Goo listens.
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• Just look at that!
• Goo already knows the nickname of Gun in Japan: "White Ghost"
And that's the start of their endless life of updating.
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2. I think Goo loves teasing because even though Gun reminded him to stop calling him "White Ghost," he still calls him
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I don't know who is the one Goo talking to because if he is talking to Gun he must say "Hey do YOU remember White Ghost... Etc"
But he said "Traveling WITH white Ghost" not by "YOU White Ghost"
3. I think their friendship grows when they fight against Tom Lee, and they both HATE the fact that some old perverted man beat the sh*t out of them.
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I mean who wouldn't be!?
4. They hang out at each other's places and travel together (for work or personal matters). 
5. They compete against each other (sauna ep).
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA, I can't stop laughing at this panel.
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pr3ttyb0ym2g · 2 months
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Jonggun x gn reader ? 🥹💗 Submissive if it's ok
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Submissive ꒰GUN 𝘅 gn! 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳꒱
𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ;; Headcanons of what it's like with a submissive JongGun 𝘼/𝙉 ;; TY FOR REQUESTING MWAH MWAH MWAH. I HOPE IT LIVES UP TO UR EXPECTATIONSS!!! SORRY ITS SHORT, needed a litttllee more specifics in what scenario you really wanted to be in :(
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☆ Gun is known to be an intimidating guy, one of many talented fighters Korea fears
☆ Yet what wasn't commonly known, was his very submissive nature around you, his current lover and partner
☆ Gun is submissive in the way that just your words can easily control him
☆ If you told him sit down, he'll sit his ass down
☆ Of course he doesn't do it in silence all the time, sometimes he'd give you a remark or an audible huff
☆ But Gun listens to you
☆ In fact, Gun hangs onto your every word, watching your lips intently ☆ If you told him you liked a specific look or style on him, best believe he'll immediately switch up for you ☆ He loves to appeal to you ☆ He'll also love it when you grab him, guiding him away from whatever fight he was trying to pick (with Goo, ofc) ☆ Gun just goes crazy when you grab his forearm or hook your arm around his, pulling him away ☆ Gun knows he could easily overwhelm you in terms of strength, but he just lets you do whatever you want ☆ Gun's coworkers, Goo included, has seen you scold him before ☆ They've also seen Gun just standing and absorbing your criticisms ☆ Gun would also actually apologize, he won't say the word "Sorry" nor does he directly claim his faults, but he does still apologize
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person25 · 3 months
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‘What’s wrong with him?’ He’s just a little silly.
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nightangle9 · 11 months
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Hold On Tight
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Daniel Park x Fem Reader
Genre: One-Shot, Smut
Warning: 18+, Severe Bullying, Physical Harm, Mean dom!Daniel, Sub!reader, fingering, Cunnilingus, unprotected sex, dacryphilia, rough sex, dumbification
Word Count: 3k
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💚💚💚
Coincidental or not you transferred to J-High School in order to pursue your interest in fashion. Upon entering the gates of your new school you soon realised that it was far different than any other school you've ever attended. It was a vacational school so that is to be expected. The students had more freedom. And that made them all the more rebellious.
You were excited yet nervous, your breath hitched in your throat. Straighting up your uniform, you made your way up to your class.
Class 3, Fashion Department. Your homeroom teacher slid open the door as the class quit down to greet him. "Today a new student will be joining us in the 2nd session, Miss Y/N Cho." Announced the teacher in front of the classroom. Your soon-to-be classmates whispered and chattered, wondering who might be the new student. Stepping your foot into the class, you stood before the entire class as you gave your introduction. " Hello, everyone my name is Y/N Cho. Nice to meet you all." You bowed down as boys from the back whistled in excitement at the thought of a new girl joining their class.
Your teacher assigned you your seat, and you looked up to see who you will be seated next to. A boy looking up in your direction, head tilted slightly in curiosity probably wondering who you might be, made eye contact with you. " He's gorgeous." You thought to yourself at the sight before you. Even though he was seated, you could tell he was tall, taller than you at least. His face looked like that of an angel, enough to make any girl fall for him. But you needed to maintain your cool, it wouldn't make the best impression if you confessed to him on your first day right?
You made your way to your seat and sat down. Taking a deep breath, you finally looked up at him through your lashes.
A tint of red hinted at your cheeks and as you did, there he was greeting you with a bright smile. "Hello! I'm Daniel Park. A pleasure to meet you." exclaimed your new-found seat partner. A pretty boy sitting beside you. You wanted to get to know him better if you could. As much as good he looked, people can be fake. You didn't want to get charmed by him like this. You have to be on your guard, what if he turns out to be a bad guy who just wanted to mess with you.
Oh boy, how wrong were you. This boy was an angel at heart. Just like his face. Everything about him radiated kindness and good heart ness. You both hitted off well from the start.
Turned out some girls were not happy in the slightest about your presence. And here you were at the end of the school day in a dark alleyway behind the school building. Some girls in your class had asked you to meet them there and you complied. You knew what this setting meant and what was about to happen but you couldn't back off, you needed to confront them about it head-on-head. "You must've known why we asked you to meet us here." said Yui, looking up at you in disinterest while puffing a smoke. Your hand shot up instinctively to blow out the smoke from your face. That irked her. "Look at her pretending to look all goody shoes." said a girl from behind you. Her hand rose up to grab a handful of your hair as she yanked your head back to make eye contact with her. You groaned in pain, as they mockingly laughed at you. Yui eyed you up and down as the girls tormented you, giving a pleased smile to herself, she made her way towards you. Grabbing a hold of your chin, making, you forcefully look at her.
Clear amusement could be seen on her face as she looked down at your beaten form. "A low life like you dared to flirt with my precious Daniel. You're lucky he even looked at you. You are nothing but a pathetic piece of shit." she spoke in an irritated tone through her gritted teeth . Chuckling proudly, she thought, "There won't be any rivals from now on. Just you and me, Daniel". The other two girls abused your body, kicking you in your abdomen, and pulling your hair enough you thought your hair would come out of your scalp.
Your eyes looked lifeless as you wondered what you did wrong for this to happen to you. You cried and coughed as it got difficult to breathe. You sobbed begging them to stop as tears fell from your eyes ceaselessly. You thought your whole school life was ruined because of one misunderstanding. You thought they would continue to bully you till your graduation.
Eventually your bullies got annoyed of your crying and decided to head their way. Yui Kim led the way as the her two lackeys followed behind, continuing to stick up to her despite her giving them no attention.
"How can these people who aren't even able to handle themselves, who are not confident in themselves, someone who is always sucking up to others make me look so...pathetic." You thought to yourself, clenching your fist tight, you slowly got up. "Woah! How bout you look at that. Trying to play tough I see. Well, girls shouldn't we teach her a lesson." Said Yui. One of the girls tried to take a hold of your hair, but you stopped her. Grabbing her wrist, you finally averted your gaze to look at them. A shiver ran down their spine as you stood tall against Yui. Eyes filled with hatred as you looked down upon her. The tables have been turned. The amusement that Yui once had at your patheticness had now turned into fear. "Teach me a lesson! I fear after this you won't be able to even stand straight." You whispered into Yui's ear, giving her a deadly smile.
Bits and pieces of clothing and the smell of blood were all that was left at the scene. You grabbed your bag and went on your way as the three girls lay on the cold ground unconscious. On the other hand, a guy with a particular set of black eyes watched you from afar. Grinning at your good work. You could come useful in the future.
After this incident, you thought about distancing yourself from Daniel but that would only mean giving in on their request.
Slowly but profusely Daniel and you started becoming closer to each other. Going on little friendly dates on weekends to having ramen at your house. From outside you both looked like a perfect couple. Maybe you could have become one too.
You developed feelings for him soon enough and this time not because of his looks but because of his kindness towards you. Oh how much you wanted to say all those things to him. How much you wanted to hold hands with him, go on actual dates with him and maybe...just maybe do that with him. Nevermind.
Exiting the school gateway, you thought about walking your way up to your house rather than taking a cab. "It could be a good exercise." Lifting up your foot you stepped down on the footpath, jogging to your house careful not to bump into other people. Soon enough you reached the endpoint of the footpath, the ground now filled with bumps and gaps. From your view, you saw a black car approaching you. Stopping in your tracks, you curiously watched the expensive car's driver to come out. A man in a black coat stepped out of the car, his black shades covering his eyes as he approached in front of you. His much larger figure towering over you. Lifting your head up you looked at him, from this angle he looked quite handsome.
"Miss Y/N Cho, are you interested in making some money?" questioned the dark-haired male, his voice laced with seriousness. Your eyes furrowed in confusion at his words, lips parting in hesitation to speak something before forming your answer. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Sir. Please let me through before I report you" you said. He grinned before you, suddenly lifting his hand up to his face to take off his shades. "Report me you say. Before that, I would like to fight the girl who almost committed three murders ." You suddenly froze up in shock. "How did you know? Wait don't tell me you were watching me?" you said to him in a nervous tone. "Don't worry I won't report you. It wasn't your fault anyway. All I want you is to join me." He spoke liting up a cigrate. "Join you? For what? Are you a drug dealer or something? Sorry but you cannot force me into doing illegal activities. You can report me if you want-" He cut you off in his usual irritated tone"Tsk tsk tsk. Asking so many questions. Listen here girl I want you to make a crew of your own and join the 4 major crews that I've made. Seeing you fight reminded me of a boy that taught. I will teach you how to fight. All you've to do is form a crew of your own and make 100 million won every month." spoke Gun as he gave you his number. "Call me when you finally made your decision, and I'll train you to become my masterpiece."
Your life from that moment on turned upside down. Being involved in gangs, making your own crew, earning 100 million won every month. It wasn't easy, to say the least, and Gun's daily training didn't help either. No one knew about this at your school. Being a moral student during the day and working as a gangster at night. Living a two-facade life. Everything was going well. Until it wasn't.
"Daniel! Why don't we go to the karaoke today?" you said to him radiating a bright smile.
The night sky glistened up with moonlight. The wind blew in your direction, ruffling your hair. You and your friend walked toward the karaoke room, pushing open the door. Daniel signalled you to sit down. Sitting on the plushy couch as Daniel searched for a song.
He is so perfect in every way. You just cannot dislike him. Can you? He was always so kind towards you never making you uncomfortable in the slightest. You almost felt guilty about what you were about to do. He passed you your mic, and both of your hands touched as you held onto the mic.
Standing on the little stage in the middle of the room, you chose your song. "Hold On Tight" by Aespa. In a way, it summed up your relationship with him. A person strong enough to be on par with a crew head. A person who has a deep hatred for the crew heads. A person who wants to destroy the 4 major crews.
And you, who is the head of the crew. Who does illegal activities. Who has destroyed people's lives for your own selfish desires. You two are not meant to be at all yet you still can't help but want to him. He is your total opposite and that's probably what attracted him to you in the first place.
Baby, you and me are a twisted fantasy
Bodies running on a dream, up all night
Wired differently, a chaotic energy
Buckle up and take a seat, hold on tight
The song played in the background as your mic lay there on the ground dropped. Daniel sitting there confused at your actions asked "What happened? Is there something wrong? Are you constipated? I can take you-" His words got cut off in the middle as your lips touched his. His eyes widened in shock, and his body froze up while you continued to kiss him. You didn't know the reasons behind your actions but all you knew right now is that you loved this boy and will continue to do so.
We were built to be two enemies
But somehow I know, we're meant to be
This world's a battlefield, I will be your shield
We've got something real, worth disrupting the peace
Breaking apart the kiss to catch your breath, you looked down at Daniel. His brain still processing what's happening to him right now. "You must be shocked about my actions. But...listen here, Daniel. I want to tell you something." you panted, sweat trickling down your forehead. Reaching out both of your hands to take a hold of his face, kissing him again. This time more passionately. With more love. With more affection. You breathed out "I love you, Daniel. I love you a lot. I love you so much that it's frustrating. I want you to mine. Just mine." Looking up at him with dimly lidded eyes, you finally confessed.
Baby, you and me are a twisted fantasy
Bodies running on a dream, up all night
Wired differently, a chaotic energy
Buckle up and take a seat, hold on tight
His pale skin crimson red, chest heaving with anticipation waiting for your next move. He wanted it just as much as you did. Your hand rose up to his chest, unbuttoning his white shirt. "H-hey what the hell are you doing! We shouldn't-" Stopping him mid-sentence, you started sucking on his neck. You sat up between his legs. His own body giving up on this pleasure, starting to feel himself grow weaker under your touch.
Yeah, keep on movin
Beat the system, autopilot cruisin
Tunnel vision victory, no losin
Heaven knows it's one hell of a ride
Better hold on tight, better hold on tight for your life
His bare chest now touches yours, as his large hands clasp themselves on your hips, moving them to grind against him. Little whines escape your mouth as he groans himself. What a sinful act you both are doing. Anyone could come catch you like this but that's what makes it all the more exciting.
Hold on tight
Hold on tight
The song finishes in the back ground as you start to undress yourself and him. He catches both your hands in one of his own. Reaching to grap a hold of your neck from behind. He pulls you closer to him.
"I know what you've been doing behind my back. I only came here to confront you about it." He gulps as he speaks. " But it looks like things have taken a different turn." Your voice hitches at his words. "Becoming a crew leader. How can you! I trusted you so much. And you betrayed me." Suddenly thrusting his hips with much greater force than before. Dirty moans slipped your mouth at his every thrust. "I-i sorry Daniel. I-i promise I won't ever d-do it a-again." You stuttered as you got closer to your release.
Suddenly lifting you up, he laid you onto the couch. Getting up on top you. He took your shoes and slowly started taking off your skirt. All while maintaing eye contact with you. Now fully exposed to him. He finally took a good at your form.
"You are so beautiful yet you still act so badly. I don't like that. You knew how much I hated this crew shit and you still decided to join it." He spoke, sitting up between your legs. Playing with the hem of your panties. "You said so yourself that you love me yet you still act this way. How disappointing."
Taking off your underwear, he looked in your eyes while licking your clit. Almost letting out a scream, his hand quickly shot up to cover your mouth. "Hey now, you started this first. Do you wanna get caught or what?" Suddenly smirking he took a hold of your thigh, pulling you closer to his mouth. "Or does sit make you excited?" He said in a sly voice.
His tongue rolled perfectly on your cunt as he placed long licks on your clit. Teary prickling at the corner of your eyes as his strong hand covered your mouth. Legs shaking as you got closer and closer to your release.
Now working even faster he added two of his fingers inside of you, while continuing to eat you out. Your eyes rolled back in overstimulation as you finally orgasmed.
"Whew, look at this mess." He said while looking at you with a smirk plastered on his face. Unbuckling his belt, he quickly took off his boxers. His Cock springing open as looked at him with clear lust clouded in your eyes. "Now shall we get started."
Grabbing both your legs from behind your knees, he brought your cunt closer to his cock. Wetness trailed down your thighs as you ached for him. With a sudden thrust, he put his length all the way inside of of you.
His own head falling back, as he slipped out a loud moan. Your back arched and tears fell down your face at the sensation of fullness inside of you.
Every thrust burning your insides with pleasure as you screamed out his name. Your breasts bouncing every time he slammed his cock inside of you. He laughed at you mockingly "Aww, is it too much? Come on I know you can fucking take it."
Suddenly he brought his hand up to below your navel. Each thrust of his cock making a bump under his hand. "Fuck that's so hot. Do you feel it? Do you feel my cock inside of you?" He said.
"Ahh~ y-yess it f-feels so g-good. P-please d-don't s-stop." You stuttered to form your words. " I don't plan to anytime soon." He chuckled
Harsh skin slapping filled the karaoke room while Daniel wipped the tears on your face. As your release got closer so did your voice. Blabbering incoherent words and screaming his name was all that you could speak. Daniel took a hold of your throat as he fucked you. Your pathetic form getting crushed by his strong body.
Soon enough his thrusts got sloppy as he chased his own release. "AHH~ Daniel fuckkk I-I'm gonna c-cum." You whimpered. The tight knot inside of you snapped as you came down your high.
Daniel still thrusting inside of you, now overstimulating you, suddenly pulled out as he came on your stomach.
The room's stench filled with sex as you sure hoped to get involved with crews again if you got to experience this side of him.
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dick2big · 8 months
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TREAT ME LIKE A SLUT! 🎀
Pairing: lookism men x f! Reader 💗
Warning: sexual theme and make out sesh 💋
Summary: Lookism men react to the song: treat me like a slut when you play your playlist. 👀
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GUN PARK 🚬
Putting on the song wasn’t such a 100% good idea around this man, whenever this song played during your playlist he’d grip the steering wheel.
Occasionally looking at your figure while Bobbing your head to the music, he knew the playlist had weird tastes but this song? It worked wonders on him.
“Gun, we can’t not in the car what if someone sees us..-“ your protests are useless against the male now setting you on his lap while his seat is lowered.
“Then let them see, didn’t you want to be treated like a slut?”
You sense mocking by his voice and roll your eyes. This doesn’t go unoticed as he quickly rips off your clothing. Leaving you naked and shivering due to the cold inside the car. You try and cover your breasts but he just grips your wrists pinning them on your stomach licking a stripe up your neck.
“I’ll treat you like a slut alright, just you wait little whore.”
Safe to say the car kept shaking , and bypassers would be either confused or know what was going on.
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JAMES LEE/DIEGO 💿
While James was busy writing whatever songs and what not, you often pass by singing your songs during cleaning, when you picked up a habit of singing that one song that riled him up.
just one little : “treat me like a slut.” And he’ll turn around raising an eyebrow at you , though you were to busy doing your own stuff. He couldn’t hold back anymore and just wanted to obey your requests like a good boyfriend <3
“Oh, fuck! James..I’m..mhhmph!-“ your voice cracking and the rough slaps of James’s thighs against the back of yours. Arms stretched behind your back and ass smacking against his hips he grunts above you.
“I thought you wanted to be treated like this? What’s the matter baby? To much? , that’s to bad.”
He continues rutting deep inside of you making your head spin and stand on your toes to match his height despite his harsh thrusting you fall over on the desk and he keeps pushing you further. Your stomach now red due to how fast he was going causing friction.
“Do you like being treated like a slut? Adorable.”
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JAKE KIM 📼
Usually when jake’s working on papers to keep big deal a crew, you’d be on his bed listening to music and falling asleep. He’ll tuck you in and kiss your forehead before continuing his work.
But when he heard your loud music he just wanted to listen for a few seconds, since working with music made him concentrated. Though when his ears make contact with the music his eyes widen. Looking down at your sleeping form he had a wild idea smiling before executing it and you.
You didn’t know how this happened all you knew is that the Jake Kim from big deal was currently between your thighs. Your legs dangling on his shoulders and his rough arms gripping you.
He bear hugs you for a few seconds , swallowing your whole smaller figure in his broad shoulders and muscular one.
“Jake? What, why a-re you..?” reaching hands to his black locks you tangle into his hair massaging his scalp.
“You have a very funny taste in music my love, treat me like a slut? who woulda’ know.?” he finally looks at you, his hands next to your head making you flustered and hide your face.
“Ah ah, none of that, behave like a slut and I’ll fuck you rough like one.” He says pulling your hands from your face pinning them above your head kissing your neck while slowly moving again causing you to whimper and clutch onto the sheets below you.
“God, what a pervert.”
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Yes I’m back again, back with the smuts and fanfics, I’ll be taking any requests except gun x goo or male x male so just go wild
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lookismaddict · 1 year
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Lookism Chapter 426 Memes/Thoughts I Have:
(I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)
This little interaction between Gun and Daniel gave me father and son vibes.
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I’m so proud of these two. They’ve really come a long way, and I’m glad that they got stronger through hard work and determination, showing that talent isn’t everything unlike Daniel. Even Gun acknowledged them for their growth.
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When Daniel asked Gun if he was helping, he said no. But Gun literally pulled up to the after-party just to beat up his own children. I thought that was Daniel’s job? 😭
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Also…
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Anything for you sexy demon man. 🛐🛐🛐
Let the fight begin…
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HE AIN’T HOT HERE NO MORE, BUT GUN ON DEMON MODE. DEMON GUN. Omg I love his terrifying facial expressions though. They’re so disturbing. 😩 (As a big horror fan, I acknowledge PTJ’s artwork of Gun’s terrifying face. Thank you PTJ. 🙏🏽)
This is what Workers and Hostel had to go through.
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FINAL BOSS LEVEL. 💯
When Workers and Hostel were getting bodied by Gun:
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Literally, if this became such a huge commotion, Gun would’ve ended up in the news by now:
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And after all of that, he still giving me…
💅🏽✨ 𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓲𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓻𝓰𝔂 ✨ 💅🏽
Same energy:
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Bruh, I found this scene cold af when Kenta was fighting with Gun. 🥶
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But Kenta really spent all his life just to get back at Gun for killing his father, only to get beaten up.
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BROOOO RYUHEI!!! ASGDFHDSKFHFGKDS HE'S GOING TO FIGHT GUN.
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IT'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!!! AHHHHH I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE HOW RYUHEI VS. GUN GOES.
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Ryuhei looking hella fine here. 👁👄👁
And omg. After reading this chapter, I wondered... what happened to Samuel Seo? Is he good? 😭
This is what I think of how Samuel is doing rn:
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But overall, Gun was the main character in this chapter and he slayed (literally). 😗 I can't wait to see the fight between Ryuhei and Gun though, that's going to be really interesting.
Also, ik this is unrelated to Lookism Chapter 426 but, I'm glad to see Lookism at its peak again. Now that the anime is being shown on Netflix, and the current Lookism chapters are starting to get really interesting, the Lookism community will be even more active. 😁
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spaceprince666 · 1 year
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Hey y’all I’m on a family trip rn in the middle of nowhere with nothing at all to do, and well… I drew Gun with my dog. She’s his new successor.
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imtomiee · 4 months
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If ptj won't add his tattoos then I WILL ‼️‼️‼️‼️🙏🙏🙏
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Serving cunt and whooping asses call that multitasking 🛐🛐🛐🛐🛐
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heongiu · 8 months
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Hi! Can I request a yandere Gun with reader who has had enough and wants to leave him for good?
hey Anon, tysm for the request! and ooooohh Yandere Gun?!..what a fun perspective to write about.
warnings: Yandere, slight abuse, manipulation, toxic and unhealthy relationship, mentions of abuse, gaslighting.
!Yandere! Gun x Reader ||
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“Y/N OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR RIGHT NOW” He shouted at you, banging loudly from the bedroom.
it had been 2 years since you guys started dating, everything was merry and bliss until a month ago, he started acting strange towards you. At first it was unnoticeable, but slowly matters got out of hand. With his concerning possessiveness and manipulativeness, possibly also abusive behaviour. It was too late to leave when you had realized this all, your beloved boyfriend was not who he acted like in the beginning, the rabbithole was much, much profound.
And now you were sitting scared on the bathroom floor, your body shaking tremendously , tears sprawling out your eyes, the door was locked shut securely, but you knew it was not enough to keep him from entering in, You knew how indestructible he was.
“Y/n..if you open the door like a good girl, you can avoid getting hurt you know? and if you dont you know how bad it will be for you right?” his voice was reverberant, and his tone was threatening. There was not much time left until the door would get kicked open, and you would finally be dragged out of your protest. You couldn’t think much at all, not even think what to do, because in a situation as dark as this, nobody would.
And so the door was kicked down, and appeared who you had wished didn't. And with one Swift sway of his arm, he grabbed your wrists and hauled you out of the bathroom and into your shared bedroom. He clutched your hands together tightly, almost an earth-shattering grip.
and with one more swing he threw you on the floor, his aura turned obsecurely belligerent with you.
You tried praying to each and every God ever known to existence, you wanted to break free, but none of your prayers were answered.
"Now answer me, why did you go to him?" He interrogated, his grip on you was stronger than ever, as you cried out in pain.
"G-Gun! Please hear me out!.. H-he was a good friend of mine! It's not anything serious at all-" and came a harsh slap across your cheek, he grabbed your chin and pulled your face close to his.
"Oh really?... What proof do you have to assure me you weren't doing shit with that bastard?" His voice was hoarse, as his eyes looked at your trembling figure with animosity.
"Y-you can call him!...a-ask him about yesterday.. Th-then you'll know.." You answered back, petrified.
maybe.. You shouldn't have gone there at all. Gun tossed you to the floor violently, grabbing your phone, and checking your contacts list. As he furiously scrolled over the various contact, he finally came across the guys contact number and dialed, walking around the bathroom impatiently.
Each passing second was making your skin crawl. As he took more and more time to pick up the call. And then.. He finally did.
"Hey ____? Yeah I wanted to ask what you and y/n did yesterday, it's nothing serious, I'm just curious, she wouldn't tell me herself so."
Gun spoke to the guy over the phone like they were best friends, his tone had completely transformed, it was... Just exactly like how he used to talk to you before. Seeing him change this way made tears sprawl out your eyes.
And so... His suspicions were confirmed...Wrong. And you took a deep, relieved sigh, but it was not... Over, yet.
"I'm glad it wasn't anything serious, but if you ever hang out with him again... I'll make sure you never see daylight again" he whispered close to your ear, as he grabbed your head from behind, pulling you closer.
"You do realise how much I love you, right? " he added as he brushed your cheek with his calloused hands, gently and softly.
"Y-yes..I do.." You murmured with a shaky mode of expression, you were still a lot traumatized from whatever just happened.
"Good, I love you so much, I'll keep you safe with me alright? Everyone else is using you, only I, can help you my love"
He kissed your forehead, before picking you up and putting you to bed.
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shegxox · 1 year
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unsaid | lookism
in which you receive a midnight guest in the middle of your stream
notes: curse words , reader is a "rising" streamer, gotta censor some titles like in the manhwa lmao
wc:
a.n: i have no idea what the heck happened towards the end, this red flag is rotting my brain, please send hel–
next :
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YOU glared at the large flat screen of your monitor, eyes slowly getting red with bags under your eyes getting darker.
"We're not stopping until I get out of iron, chat." You rasped, looking intensely at your computer. "These fucking smurfs!"
Another round lost for the fifth time.
You started streaming and playing v*lorant four hours ago at 8 p.m and honestly? You were having a blast! But then, you entered competitive.
When it comes to other games, you're as swift as a coursing river, with all the force of a great typhoon, and have the strength of a raging fire. You were deemed a genius in certain games due to your fast critical thinking and strategies.
But then, v*lorant came, and suddenly. . . you're a blind person who dodges on-screen bullets in real life like a complete idiot.
You suck at playing first-person shooting games, and in this one? It was like you were playing a horror game instead. You'd violently flinch whenever the sound of the sniper gun would go off and kill you, the footsteps coming in close to your way were unnerving, and the jumpscares– oh god, the jumpscares.
Though despite all that, this game is hella addicting. Addicting to the point where you even dream about it in your sleep.
"Give me a week, you guys." You spoke to your virtual audience. "I promise to get aces when I finally–!"
Suddenly, you heard a loud bang coming from the other side of your room followed by what seemed to be glass shattering. The sudden noise made you jump slightly from your seat and dart your head towards the sound.
"What." You blurted out, going silent as your chat started to flow with worried messages, hearing the unsettling sound as well.
Yup, that's how loud it was.
Woah what was that
Did someone break in?
Oh no, lock your door!
Please stay safe.
Call the police!!
You narrowed your eyes, eyebrows furrowing slightly as you wondered what the initial noise was. Besides the glass crashing, the first one didn't sound like something falling over, instead, it sounded like–
'Shit'
"Sorry guys." You apologized as you started to exit the game. "Looks like we're not grinding tonight, I'll see you all in the next stream."
Without bothering to look at the responses, you ended your stream and turned off your camera as well as your pc.
Taking off your headphones, you stood up from your seat and quietly made your way out of your room– slowly opening the door as you do.
It was silent, you could only hear the soft ticking of the clock with the hallway leading to the living room shrouded with darkness. You stood on your tiptoes before creeping your way to the living room, and just before you could turn the corner, you switched on the lights.
Immediately seeing a broken vase on the ground, you peeked through the corner and felt your breath instantly get hitched at your throat. Eyes widening from the unexpected sight as you revealed yourself from behind the wall.
It was a man, he was shirtless and sat comfortably on the couch with his arms and knees sprawled out as if he owns the place, head thrown back at the back rim of the couch.
"Gun??" You breathed out in disbelief. "The fuck you doing here?"
"Is that how you greet your guests?" He utters nonchalantly. "No complimentary wine or anything?"
You gave him a deadpan look, "This is my apartment, not a hotel."
He lifted his head from its position and looked at you from his seat. His left eyebrow quirked, glasses turning white from the light's reflection.
"What the hell are you wearing?" He questioned as if offended by your clothes. Even with that stupid anime glasses flare effect you could tell he just eyed you up and down like you were some peasant.
"How dare you," You squinted your eyes as you started to approach him slowly. "You break into my home, smash my precious vase, and dare insult my Pikachu onesie?"
You stood before him, looking down at his face.
"You wanna die?"
Gun feigned a sigh, "You've been away from me for almost a year, and look what happened to your fashion sense."
Your left eye twitched.
'This mother fu–'
"Weren't you the one who told me to always look good on every occasion?" His lips tugged into a smug smirk. "Such a shame."
"Ya." You called out, a vein popping on the side of your head. "If you must know I was just streaming earlier, just how the fuck did you find me and–"
Your eyes trailed down to his bare chest.
". . . Dude, my couch is white what the hell."
It was just then that you noticed a huge slash across his chest with fresh blood dripping from the wounds.
"You care about the couch more than me?"
"Oh, of course not, you're my baby girl." You answered with sarcasm dripping your tone. "Who cares if the cleaner becomes suspicious of me after seeing blood on my couch and started accusing me of murder."
"Damn, you still talk too much."
"And you're still ugly."
You sighed before turning your back, making your way to the kitchen.
"Who did you fight this time?"
Gun raised an amused brow, "Weren't you gonna ask how I found you?"
"What, nooo." You then said in a dramatic tone, "How could I ask that when my baby girl is bleeding to death!"
"Ya, stop with that nickname."
"My baby girl should always come first." You teased in a monotone voice as you pulled out a first aid kit from a cabinet. You then went back to where he was and plopped down on the couch next to him.
"Spill."
"It's none of your business."
"Then why are you even here." You took out the disinfectant, pieces of cotton, and a tweezer.
"Free patch up." Gun replied curtly
You suck your teeth, left eyebrow quirking briefly as you shrugged nonchalantly.
"Touché." You held up the cotton dipped in disinfectant with your tweezers before bringing it close to his wound. "Better start talking to distract yourself, this will sting like a bitch."
". . ."
You dabbed the cotton gently.
"Get this–" Gun started to talk, feeling that familiar sting as you started to clean his wound. Though he had gotten used to it, talking does get him distracted from the pain, he doesn't mind getting less pain from his treatment.
He started to talk about this crew called Hostel, a bunch of runaway kids who live in an old building loving together as a family. Gun then proceeds to rant about this particular guy named Eli whom he tried to take under his wing and make him his potential successor.
"What happens then?" You inquired. "I take this is the part where things go south?"
Gun hummed in reply, "He found out his was pregnant."
"Ah." You threw your head back slightly. "Let me guess, the two of you had a father son fight and in the end you let him go."
"Hm."
"That's one hell of a story." you comment, nearly finishing the disinfecting process of his wound.
"He had the most potential that I've seen," Gun mused. "And he threw it all away just for some girl."
"If he risked even fighting you just to get away, then she's just not some girl." You stated. "She's a girl that he greatly loves."
Gun scoffed from hearing that particular word, his chest heaving up as he did.
"Love, huh." He shook his head once. "What a cliché."
You let out a soft chuckle, finally finished with disinfecting.
"It is cliché," You agreed as you took out the bandages. "But not odd."
"It's stupid." Gun spats, sitting up properly on his seat as you work your way with the bandages. "Wasting an opportunity to get stronger just for that?"
"Hm," You started to wrap his chest. "You seem to forget, babygirl–"
"Stop it."
"Babygirl." You pressed. "There are two things that humans would go crazy for, and that's money and love."
"At least money's worth it, you'd have power."
"That is true," you nodded. "But love gives you power as well, just– in a different way. It's what probably fueled Eli to still try and fight you, heck, he even gave you this."
You gently pressed your wrapped chest, careful to not put too much pressure. Gun looked at you intently through his glasses.
"Love can make you do things that could go even beyond reason, it messes you up on the inside but somehow still becomes your strength." Removing your hand, you continued to wrap the bandages around him. "If it's all for love, you either win or lose. It's what makes or breaks you, all depending on how you wish to face it."
"You talk as if you've experienced it yourself," Gun comments with a scoff. "Did you ever become a fool for love?"
"A fool?" You huffed a laugh as a memory flashed at the back of your mind. "Maybe for a time, but I choose to run away from it."
"Run away?"
"Mhm." You hummed, as you finished the last lap of bandages. "But somehow, it keeps finding me no matter how hard I try to run."
Securing the bandage, you let out a sigh, facing him with a blank expression.
"So, how did you find me, Gun?" Gathering up the bloodied cotton balls, you stood up with the first aid kit in your other hand before going back to the kitchen.
"You slipped up once in your stream." He answered and you clicked your tongue, throwing the cottons away and putting back the kit into the cabinet.
"It was the window, wasn't it?"
"It took a while, but here I am." Gun tilted his head to the side, watching you from afar. "What will you do now."
You turned your back to face him again from the counter, sighing as you say,
"I don't know, probably sleep."
Gun then abruptly stood from his seat and started to approach you.
"Why do you keep running away, huh?" He questioned in a demanding tone, "You could've been living like a princess right now instead of pleasing perverts online."
"Excuse me?" You frowned. "Is that what you think goes on with my work?"
Gun scoffed, smirking cruelly as he reached the other side of the counter.
"You call that work?"
"Yes, and I love doing what I do and it's legal." You firmly state, "If you think what I do is pleasing perverts by just playing games, then it is you who have to change your sick perspective."
"So you're doing this because you love the attention you're not getting from–"
Gun found himself suddenly facing to the left, a stinging pain throbbing on his cheek, his glasses falling on the floor.
He lets out a low chuckle, seemingly bemused. He slowly turned to face you once again, eyeing you firmly like a predator with his dark eyes.
"Good to know you're still strong, princess."
You gave him a cold stare.
"You must have been tired from your fight." You uttered carefully. "You may rest here in the living room if you please, but if not, please lock the door as you go.
You turned your heel to walk away, but a firm hand caught hold of your wrist, pulling you to face him again.
"Why won't you just come back," Gun frowned. "Do you really wish to live like this?"
You stayed silent, glaring into the abyss of his eyes.
"You deserve more than this."
Gritting your teeth, you harshly pulled your hand away from his hold.
"I do." You agreed in a low tone. "From all the shit that wannabe father put me through, I sure as hell deserve more than this."
"You think you can survive on your own?" He challenged in a condescending tone. "He's still the reason why you're still well off."
"I can survive on my own." You snapped. "Even if I end up alone, I will get through this and make a name for myself. Don't you dare show your face to me again. . . please."
With that, you went to your room and locked the door without another word, leaving the man standing alone in the room with his jaw clenched and hands curling into a fist.
The next day, Gun found himself alone in the apartment without a single sight of you, it was as if you disappeared out of thin air.
"Yet another hide and seek, hm?" Gun mused to himself.
"Better hide properly this time, princess."
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lonelygiyuu · 3 months
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A random Gun x Reader canon (?)
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"Can I touch you?" He asked her in a quiet voice as she is sitting on his lap facing him.
She was shocked by the ask for consent.
"If it's okay only.. but, if you're still uncomfortable with me touching you, I understand." He added.
She slowly nodded at him as he smiled and his hand made its way around her waist gently running it over her thin clothed skin making goosebumps appear all over her body.
The feeling was electrifying.
Her hands were placed upon his shoulders holding them softly.
His arms wrapped around her waist pulling her closer to his body, his nose nuzzled in between her neck and shoulder making her feel light-headed and dizzy.
He started whispering in her ear making her heart beat rapidly.
"You are so beautiful." He whispered in her ear, as she shivered under his touch and breath against her skin.
She was tight-lipped from the words he was saying.
It was something she never imagined she will be hearing coming out of his mouth.
"Thank you," She finally managed to say looking up into his eyes which made him smile.
His eyes stared deeply into hers, she could see everything in those dark-toned eyes with white irises that always seemed to have different emotions reflected within their depths.
A part of her hoped that there would never come another time when she wouldn't be able to read him like this, the other part wanted nothing more than for this moment to last forever.
To feel this warmth inside of her that makes her feel safe and contented.
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This is actually supposed to be a story, but when I'm writing this I don't know how to come up with the next chapters.. this is actually a prologue.. but yeah, maybe when I can, I'll continue this one, thank you !!
(Ps. Imagine Park Jong Gun that soft?!?!?!? Like, hello!?!? Are we dreaming?!?!?! Ok bye)
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lhester · 10 months
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Green Flag
Y/N: Men are Trash! Trash I tell you! They're Red flags! Don't date them!
Crystal: So why do you keep dating Gun/Goo/Samuel/Dg/Yujin?
Y/N: WYDM? They're very green to me.
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