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no-life-biatch · 3 years

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I Would Do Anything For You Yandere Sangwoo X Male Reader

WARNING: Blood, Swearing, Broken Bones, Name Calling. Bold and Italic is Sangwoo's Thoughts Please Leave Comments Or Send Messages I'm Running Low On (The Will To Live JK) On Characters. You were in a group project with pairs with a guy named Sanwong or Sangwoo I think it was Sangwoo he looks smart hopefully because I don't know squat (anything). It was a History project I hated the fact it was pairs because you still have to work on the plus you got a whole 4 hours of sleep last night that pretty good. ??? POV Finally, I got him to myself. Normal POV "What did you want to do for our proj---" "Hey Y/N" I turn around to see who cut off Sangwoo and it was a girl. "Yeah... Oh Hi R/N (Random Name) how are you?" "I'm Good Just want to check on you and ask you something." "Yeah, What's up?" "Um do you maybe want to hang out after school sometime?" "WHO IS THIS BITCH" "Yeah, Sure why not" You shrug then back towards Sangwoo. "sorry, what were you saying?" You said looking back at him. "I said what do you want to do for the project" He said it sounded like he was clenching his teeth. "Oh, Okay Hmm let's do R/S (Random Subject Because I don't know) " ! TIME SKIP! There were scream's coming from the basement in the Neighborhood that was quiet and didn't care to be more specific, The chains clacking around the dark room, a single girl moaning and grunting. "Where are you going with Y/N" A voice bounced off the walls followed by a crunch. "We were doing to the mall the one at (??) Street" A voice said slightly shaking and voice cracks holding her leg that she for sure knew that she broke a bone in her leg. "Why did you ask him out, what made you think you would actually have a chance Slut you're just a Fucking pig on the streets he only said yes because he didn't want sluts to make them feel bad" The loud voice boomed out. "YOUR ARE NOTHING" the voice yelled once again. "I I I'm So-so-Sorry" The voice said quietly. "please don't kill me I won't tell anyone I wont got near Y/N again. SANGWOO PLEASE!!" SPLAT The girls voiced was suddenly cut off. "Your damn right Bitch" Sangwoo said wiping the blood off his face. After his little fun he went for a shower and got dressed nicely. ! SKIP! You were waiting for R/N to come you've been waiting for a while about 10-20 minutes I was about to leave when... "Ah Y/N what are you doing here?" A voice spoke calmly. You looked up from your phone. It was Sangwoo "Oh well I was waiting for someone to meet here but they aren't showing up" You said looking around for one last glance. "Oh well how about keeping my company?" Sangwoo ask while lightly playing with his hands. "Hmm I don't see why not." "Cool come with me I know a perfect place" Sangwoo said waiting for you to catch up with him. ! Time Skip Again! You and Sangwoo has started hanging out more you aced your project all thanks to Sangwoo. You were know dating him you ask him, and he said yes and now currently you were having a dinner date at Sangwoo's house. "Sangwoo I'm so glad you agreed to go out with me I love you" You said smiling. "Me too I couldn't be happier I would do anything for you baby love you as well" Sangwoo said smiling as well. *BANG* "What the hell was is that" You said jumping up and looking around. "oh, it's the neighbor's they are always fighting and banging on walls and shit." "Oh, okay its funny because I thought I heard it from under us, but I guess it was outside." "Yeah, I'm sure it is *Yawn* Ah I'm getting tired want to stay over and sleep or go home" Sangwoo said smiling at him. Lowkey hoping he doesn't stay the night. "Sure, I'll the night... If your still okay with that?" You spoke. "Yeah, no problem" Sangwoo got up and carried you "Up we go" He said smiling. We got to sangwoo's bed he put me down lightly and tucked me under he laid down next to me I grabbed him started to cuddle with him he was like a giant teddy bear. It was late at night Y/N wasn't awake and so was the neighbors there was 1 person who was awake that night he didn't make a peep not even a soun

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stoopsbookstore · 5 years

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《《Trigger Warning: Gang!AU, Mentions of murder》》

A news report talking about a murder near the Mayor's house flickers on the screen. A knock on the window startles the girl, still awake. The girl switches off the T.V. when she hears the distinctive knock her lover came up with. She opened the window and as the tall male came towards her, she kept him away by keeping her arms out.

"We can't keep doing this, Jippong."

"Why Y/N? What happned? Did your dad find out? Did someone threaten you?" The masked man spoke clearly even with the bandana covering his mouth.

The male who stood in front of Y/N, hair wet from the rain. He had ran all the way from the old, dinghy house that the group, NEO, used as their hideout to Y/N's house when he saw the news that there was a murder near the structure, the victim's blood smeared on the siding 'Watch out, you could be next.'

He had just told the girl he was in love with a week beforehand that he was in a gang, that's why they had to be secretive about their relationship. Not a soul could know, not her mom, not her stepbrother, not her dad, not her friends, absolutely no one.

"I do, but we can't keep sneaking around, hiding from everyone."

"You see what those idiots just did to that man? They know about us and I don't want to put you in any more danger."

"What danger could I be in? I don't even fucking know you that well. For Christ's sake, I don't even know your actual name and I haven't seen you with that fucking bandana around your face. If I come close, you either shy away or the lights magically go out."

"What if you do?" The male got closer to the girl, reaching for her waist, placing his covered chin on her shoulder, "what if you've seen me every day."

"Jippong."

"I'm serious," he pulled her as close as he could, "what if I know you more than anyone you've ever met? More than that Jaehyun guy, more than Doyoung, more than Johnny, more than your stepbrother or any other of those guys you hang around."

Y/N tried to pull away, but the male just walked over to her bed and plopped each other down on it.

"I never want you to leave me ever. But it's not safe right now. I know you're used to being sheltered, I know you're used to bodyguards and everyone treating you like a fragile flower. But if you truly want me, if you truly want the disaster that is my life, I will gladly protect you from any fucking thing that tries to mess with you. You're my babydoll and I will never let you go."

Y/N turns her body, facing the wall and bringing her back to Jippong's chest. She tried to cover the fact she was sobbing as to not worry the male she was cuddling with. She didn't know how to respond. She was confused and her heart was conflicted. She loved the man, but didn't really know him. Yet, it felt like they were destined to be together, regardless what would happen. The last thing Y/N remembered was a kiss to her shoulder and the warmth of her lover's body.

Eventually, she woke up to a empty spot on her bed, still warm and a note on her endstand.

"I know it's an absolute dick move to leave after everything, but your dad came really close to catching us together and I didn't want you to get bitched at. Please don't be mad, babydoll, I promise I'll make it up to you. I left a bracelet for you, I want you to wear it today."

The bracelet was a simple plate and chain bracelet, engraved was Babydoll and Jippong. Y/N put it in her pocket as she began to get ready for her classes, grabbing her bag and jacket as she ran out the door.

"So you mean to tell me, you've been seeing a guy, you don't know what half of his face looks like, you don't know his actual name and you've been with him for the past month and a half," Sana questioned Y/N.

Y/N puts her head on the locker, "listen, I know it's stupid, but he gave me this bracelet, and I don't wan-"

"Why not? Maybe it's someone who goes to this campus, there's no shame in trying," Sana swiped the jewelry out of Y/N's pocket and clipped it on her right wrist.

"There. Now you'll find your prince."

Just as Sana and Y/N began to walk away, a few boys came up to them.

"Hey Sana, what are you and Y/N doing this weekend?"

"Why would you like to know, Lucas?"

"Maybe I'd like to get together with you and your friend, see what happens," Lucas puts an arm around Sana, the girl rolling her eyes, "show you that you don't always need an older guy to make you feel good."

"See, the thing is," Sana pushed the younger male's arm away as a few of Lucas's friends eyed Y/N's arm, "I don't need a guy to make me feel good."

"Hey, look, Y/N got some jewelry from her boyfriend," Yuta mimicked a overtly girlish voice, "oh, she has to show it off, so sparkly and shiny."

"Just because she's getting some, Yuta, doesn't mean you can give her shit," the tallest member, Johnny, joked as Yuta hung his head down at his somewhat sexist joke, "but enough playing around, we have to get to class. You two really should come to the party this weekend though."

Johnny winked at Y/N as she continued to look through her locker as she hurriedly grabbed what she needed for class. Sana left with Johnny, Lucas and Yuta as the last member of the group, Doyoung, stood with Y/N, grabbing the books out of her hand, staring at the bracelet.

"I promise I'm almost done with my half of the proj-"

"Where did you get that from?" Doyoung broke her sentence with a random question.

"My mom gave it to me, a present for getting into this school," Y/N panicked, "I just found it last night while cleaning."

As Y/N closed her locker and attempted to grab her books for the tall male, he gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him.

"Why would your mom get your bracelet that says Jippong + Babydoll?" Doyoung looked at Y/N with a cocked eyebrow, pressing a gentle, almost feather-like kiss on her cheek and left the girl confused in the hallway as he walked to class.

Y/N looked stunned as if she felt like such an idiot for not seeing what had happened. She kept thinking how it couldn't have been quiet, reserved Doyoung as the infamous Jippong, the guy she had feelings for and a part of the group who is so hellbent on taking down the town's government.

"Don't forget the other half of our project," Y/N's phone broke her concentration and one word stuck out to her as she looked at the text.

"Babydoll."

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c-osmicparadise · 6 years

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From 100 to 0

Back on tumblr for a while because I feel like I should be documenting this whole experience down. (Also because I don’t have the mental capacity nor mood to be studying, and I’ve exhausted everything interesting there is on the Internet). So here goes...

Today is 11/11/2017. About 3 weeks back, I made the crazy decision to come back to Singapore for reading week + the extra week of ABFC I had left to submit the Mini-Proj. I came home on 29/10/2017 and it was great! Being home meant not having to cook but still having amazing food; not having to stress over laundry/ cleaning and just focusing on my work.

I spent the week mostly cooped up at home trying to complete the Mini Project Report because our results were sadly very insignificant and it was tough trying to justify them. I was free on Friday after submissions, and the next day (3/11/2017) headed to meet my best friend and also catch a play at Yale-NUS.

Met many USP friends across Monday and Tuesday as well and that was when the condition of my body became more apparent. While preparing for a meetup with A on Monday, I had already pictured what I was going to wear. A proven ensemble of a nice grey top and a green maxi skirt. But when I put it on, it looked terrible. I was confused. This same thing happened for a couple of dresses that I knew I looked good in, but I just didn’t anymore?? How could it be. I expressed my slight disdain to my folks, and they were puzzled too.

Fast forward 2 days later, mom and aunt were convinced that there was something wrong with my abdomen. So they made me lie down, and true enough, unlike what would happen with fats i.e. you would still look flat when you lied down; my abdomen was protruding out.

And all this time I had brushed it off as “FUPA - Fatty Upper Pubic Area” / Lower Belly Fat which even made me go for HIIT sessions with M and G during the week. So it turns out that it was not.

The whole fam was activated as we went to Thomson Medical Centre for a Women’s clinic on Weds 8/11/2017. It was quite a funny experience tbh initially, as everyone there was pregnant and I felt sorely out of place/ conditioned to think that I may be pregnant too (???) but of course we know that wasn’t possible. But I was still super happy to see all these budding young couples who are looking forward to new bundle of joy in their lives. After some waiting time, the doctor proceeded to lay me down and press my abdomen area, and recommended I went for an ultrasound scan. So I did. That was another 3-4 hours of long waiting + actually doing the ultrasound scan.

I obtained my results, showed it to the doctor and it revealed that I had an 17.7cm cyst in my body. That is freaking huge. To put things into perspective, its longer than a 15cm ruler. Its also a 4month old baby. And your ovaries are 3cm each. So this bloody cyst was essentially covering both of my ovaries, and they couldn’t tell whether it was ovarian or from the intestines. This was extremely worrying.

My biggest cause for concern were too many to count, in my mind there were so many things going on! I was due to fly back to the UK to continue “normal life” on the night of 11/11/2017, but obviously, here I am writing this post. This cyst was huge, and cysts are pretty much also tumours I guess, so the main question was whether this damn thing was cancerous. Had it developed cancerous characteristics? But perhaps the thing that made me cry the most, was the fact that it could originate from the ovary, and even if it didn’t, my ovaries are in a very precarious situation. They could risk being removed alongside the cyst, and that speaks a lot about future fertility. I was quite broken when I heard that. It was even more terrible as we were in a Women’s clinic and everyone around me was pregnant/ brought their baby over and it was just heartbreaking to even think of the possibility that I might never have that chance.

Surgery was imminent, and we knew that it had to be removed asap. However, I was in the middle of my final Autumn term at Imperial, my final year. It was again difficult to grasp that I might have to skip school/ take a year out/ stop classes/ not graduate on time??? :( Coupled with the fact that we were going to be seeking private treatment just bcuz it’ll be much faster but the bills will also skyrocket, this whole thing was just a massive blow. From 100 to 0 I felt my life went.

We obtained a referral to Dr. Wong’s friend, Dr. Tay (oh same surname!) who was apparently a very famous oncology&gynae. The appointment was Friday 10/11/2017.

On Friday, we headed to Thomson Women’s Cancer Centre. Now the name alone was scary shit enough. There were quite a substantial number of people there, I was quite shocked tbh, but then it dawned upon me that yeah, everyone always has a different story of why they are somewhere, a cancer centre too. I had my appointment with the doctor, and he carefully explained that I would have to undergo a laparatomy, and the various options should the cyst turn out to benign/malignant/borderline. There was no way of making sure what condition it was until during the operation, whereby he would take a frozen section of the cyst on the spot to determine its condition. Throughout, he ascertained that he would do his best to protect my reproductive system, but again that would be conditioned on the cyst’s characteristics. The more potential for it to be cancerous, the more organs I’d have to remove.

I then took a blood test to test for any cancerous markers and thankfully the results seem like it’s good, no scary amount of cancer markers.

So its Saturday now, 2 days to the surgery. I’ve just been googling what a laparatomy really means, and what happens post-op.

http://my-flights-of-fancy.blogspot.sg/2011/09/ovarian-cyst-and-laparotomy.html

What I got out of this blog post and several others, was the sad thing that I’d have to lose all my normal bodily functions after the operation incl drinking, feeding and any form of excretion :( but also walking, standing, running (haha) wow. This whole episode has really made me realise how important health is. Without a healthy body, you truly can’t do anything, not even study, regardless of how smart you can be, the mental capacity ties in with the physical capacity too.

And things that we take for granted, like a healthy reproductive system or even menstruation, are actually also privileges. Things that not everyone is endowed with. It pains my heart to think about what would happen if I had my ovaries removed, just one even, could reduce fertility despite what my doctor friends saying that it’ll be ok. But hell no, you’re not the one who’s gna be MISSING something from your body.

This brings me to another point about friendship. So far I’ve only told those who asked about my whereabouts/ well-being or are close friends eg. J and also Daniel. But of those that I’ve had to recount to, I notice a few phenomenon. Some I am thankful to have known, who are worried from the very beginning, who understand that no matter what they say, it cannot be equivalent to the struggles that I as an individual or me and my family are going true, who offer love in many ways. And then there’s the other spectrum where I get the “I know how you feel” (but do you?) and “are you okay?” (what if i say I’m actually not) or the “one ovary is still ok!” (how’d you know?), where I find myself having to play up the fact that this thing might be god damn cancerous, this thing is bigger than a 15cm ruler, this thing is stopping me from going back to school, from dancing, from going out, and then later on, this thing will make me bed-ridden and unable to even pee or poo or fart (!!) on my own, to make you actually think that my condition is serious. I don’t think I’m trying to gain sympathy or pity or anything, but I don’t think its hard to have true empathy, to think from my perspective, to realise that my WHOLE life is on hold because of this surgery, to realise that the magnitude of this surgery does not reside in whether or not the cyst is cancerous, but that it’s the size of a freaking 4 month old baby. But I also understand that not everyone can give up their own normal life for a while and truly be with a friend in need. But for those who can, thank you for being a friend indeed.

Will update with more experiences in the hospital. Sigh.

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