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a-dead-girl-in-spanish · 10 months
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Same energy ~
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ye-xiu · 2 months
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My body is telling me something, feelings that I can't explain. Turning you into a habit, closing my eyes for the magic.
SEMANTIC ERROR + KILLIN' ME GOOD
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ahsxual · 3 months
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Hi! Your writing is wonderful, and I wanted to wish you the best of luck on your exams in advance 🥰 could you imagine the stoic Sang-woo proposing to his girlfriend? Idk the idea of him being in a relationship and coming to terms with his emotions fascinates me. Thanks!
Sweet Proposal
Pairing: Cho Sang-woo x GN!Reader
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 2,2k
A/N: Awww thank you, dear anon! I truly appreciate your kind words, it means the world to me 🥺💓 I have to say that I agree with you and I absolutely loved your idea for this request! I hope you enjoy my writing and I wish you the best <33 I wrote this request a long time ago and never posted it idk why, but here goes (my apologies🥺)
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You and Sang-woo have been dating a few years now: you met him through his mother, the woman who you visited everytime you passed by her store and who you always bought something fresh to eat. Her products were of great quality, besides the fact that she was the kindest woman you have ever met in your entire life. She treated you like her own daughter/son, and since you lived by yourself in south korea, you really appreciated having someone who you could count on. Whenever you had a bad day, you would tell her and she would help you by giving you the best advices from her life experience, so your relationship was pretty close. Until one day, her son visited her, and that's when you met the love of your life.
"Good morning, miss Cho!" you greeted your second mother as you liked to call her, only for her to turn to you with the biggest smile and bright eyes on her face, as always. However, this time she had company.
"Oh, my sweet Y/N! Come here sweetie, please let me introduce you my wonderful son, Cho Sang-woo!" she seemed so excited, in contrast to her son who seemed pretty serious and uncomfortable with the all situation.
"Hey." he simply said with a low, yet neutral tone, making you realize that he was quite the opposite from his mother: she shined even in the darkest days, while he somehow brings darkness wherever he goes to. But the fact that he had such a hard personality to deal with and understand, instead of pushing you away, only made you even more curious about that mysterious man. Besides the fact that he is incredibly handsome, but that's another story.
"Hey there! I'm L/N Y/N, nice to meet you." you put your hand in front of him so you wouldn't be just standing there looking awkwardly at each other. He looked at it for a second, before taking it and shaking it gently, like he was afraid to break your way smaller hand.
"I'm so happy you finally met my son! I'm sure you two will get along just perfectly!" her joy was contagious, yet her own son didn't seem to let his mother's charm get him. You heard her talking about her amazing son so many times, saying how he was a kind man, and extremely intelligent and responsible. Yet, here he is, looking like his life was a complete chaos.
"Yeah, I'm sure we will." you answered shyly, only for him to look at you with a surprised expression. You simply smiled at him, making him blush slightly at your cuteness.
Now you are in the bed with your soulmate by your side, watching him sleep peacefully: who would have known you two would get here? Together?? You didn't know the right answer for that as well, but the truth is that life can really surprise you.
You were Sang-woo’s first love: the only person who stood with him no matter how many problems he had, both professionally and psychologically. You would never give up on him, and that's what made him realize you were the love of his life, the soulmate he was unconsciously looking for so desperately. No one would ever guessed, but one of Sang-woo’s main goals in his life is creating a family who loved and supported him until the end, to feel the happiness and comfort of waking up every day next to his significant other. However, before meeting you, his problem was that he never had the patience or motivation to find love or to continue to please his possible partner until they fell for him. No, he wanted to focus on his professional career first, the rest just being mere details. What made him fall for you, was your dedication to be with him and build a promising life by his side, supporting him and helping him whenever he needed: you were also the first and only person who he told about his fears, insecurities and feelings about certain topics, but only after a few, long months of building trust and courage. And you did the same: you considered him your best friend, because he always helped you with the most racional advices, which were the best in your opinion.
After a few minutes of analyzing lovingly every feature that you knew so well of your loved one, you noticed him moving slightly and groaning from waking up from his precious sleep.
"Good morning, tough guy." you joked, only to receive a confused expression from him just before he rolled his reddish eyes and laugh at the nickname.
"Good morning, babe." his voice was so deep that it made you have inappropriate thoughts, however you knew he was too tired for it right now. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, I actually did. As for you, I think I don't even have to ask." you laughed at his still sleepy state, before putting your legs over him and hug his long torso. He pulled you closer, closing the space that separated your hungry lips before kissing you slowly, yet with the perfect amount of passion and love.
"Yeah, I really needed to rest my mind and body from yesterday." you shyly laughed at him before hitting his arm when he reminded you from your passionate love session from the night before.
"You silly!" the moment you called him that, he rolled you over so he could be on top.
"Call me that again and see what happens." he warned you with a serious face, yet you knew him better. He was obviously messing with you, and you would be lying if you said you didn't like his demanding behavior.
"Can you join me in the shower, babe? Please?" you decided to change the subject, giving him the pleading look that you knew he couldn't resist.
"Yeah, sure." he smiled before giving you a quick kiss on the lips. "Just wait for me, I'll be right back."
"Ok, I'll wait for you." you gave him a last peck on his lips, before making your way to the bathroom, unconscious of what was coming for you.
That day your boyfriend invited you to dinner at a fancy restaurant, so you thought it would be a simple date like the many you've had before. But this time, he had promising plans for you and your future together, something you weren't expecting to happen so soon. It was already 7:30 pm, so he called you to hurry so you could be on time at the restaurant.
"I'm coming!" you warned your handsome boyfriend, before you appeared in front of him dressing your favorite date outfit that he bought you a few days ago.
"You look gorgeous, sweetheart." his eyes were full of love, admiration and pride for you, making your heart melt with happiness. You felt so loved at that moment... you still couldn't believe you were dating that man.
"Thank you, love. Let's go." you thanked him, before leaving your house and walk to get into his expensive black car.
You and Sang-woo arrived at the restaurant 15 minutes earlier, so you took your time to sit at your reserved table. The restaurant was outstanding: everyone was dressed nicely and the environment was peaceful and romantic; it was an expensive and well known restaurant from your city, which made you feel important. You also felt really happy to know that your boyfriend took you on a date at a very welcoming and beautiful place: it meant that he really loved you and makes a real effort to build up your relationship by changing your routine from time to time, which was healthy for both of you.
A few hours passed and you talked about everything and anything: your plans for your future together, funny stories that happened in your childhood that you didn't know about, how work was going and who are the people you like or dislike... it was a really nice, yet nostalgic and interesting conversation. After that, he insisted to pay your dinner. You felt bad, so he promised next time you could pay, which you knew he was lying.
When you left the restaurant, hand in hand, he told you that his plans for that night weren't done yet.
"I need you to do something for me, honey." your future husband said as soon as you entered the car. You looked at him suspiciously, waiting for whatever was coming. "Close your eyes." he simply said.
"What? Why would you-"
"Just trust me, ok? It's not like I'll kidnap you or something." he made sure to use his sarcasm to relax you a little bit, indirectly telling you that he wasn't going to do anything bad.
"I wouldn't mind if you did so." your sassy comment made him laugh quietly, before you closed your eyes and heard his car running.
Minutes passed and you were starting to get bored with having your eyes closed for so long. At least his strong grip on your inner thigh kept you entertained during the car trip. Suddenly, you felt the car stop slowly, and that's when you realized you had finally arrived at your destination. You were about to open your eyes, when you felt a smack on your thigh.
"Ah! I didn't say you could open your eyes already, did I?" his demanding tone made you internally scream and blush hard, but you needed to remain calm to not lead things to another way, since you didn't want to ruin the plans he made for you.
He helped you getting out of the car, before putting his hand on your waist to guide you to the place where he would make the big proposal.
"Open your eyes, love." he whispered into your ear. The moment you opened your eyes, tears instantly made their way to your warm cheeks: you could watch and admire each star on the sky, shining in your direction; it was full moon night, which made you think that Sang-woo chose this specific night for that reason; in front of you, you could also see and hear the calm and relaxing dark-blue sea moving at a slow and therapeutical pace. It was the most romantic moment you ever had and even imagined. You were too focus on the ocean and the brilliant stars above you, that you didn't even notice what was written on the sand: "Will you marry me, Y/N?" was written in huge and well marked letters. This made your heart beat at an incredibly fast pace and your vision to go blurry due to the emotional warm tears that wanted to escape from your eyes.
"Baby, what's all of thi-" when you turned around in hope that the man of your life would explain what was happening at that moment, even tho you knew already, you saw him kneeling instead, looking at you nervously with a small black box on his hands which contained a shining ring inside.
"L/n Y/n, I know I'm not the best lover sometimes due to my emotionless personality, however you liberate a more loving, caring and passionate side of me that I never knew I could have until I met you. I never thought I could be so in love with someone... and to be honest, I didn't even know what was love before I kissed you for the first time. I'm sorry for all the times I made you upset, but I promise I'll be a better person for you. So... will you marry me, my love?" you never saw your boyfriend being so open with his feelings, not even towards you, so you knew this was extremely hard for him and that all what he was saying was the pure truth. Also for the first time you noticed Sang-woo cry in front of you, even though he remained with a neutral facial expression.
Deep inside, you knew he feels a lot, he just used this "mask" to hide his vulnerability and pretend he is emotionless. But with you, he doesn't feel the need to pretend to be strong all the time. And that's when he realized it was you who he was going to marry and spend the rest of his life with.
You couldn't help but cry in front of him, his action caughting you by surprise, in a good sense.
"Of course my love, of course I will marry you!! There is nothing I desire more than to have you as my husband." he smiled until his cheeks started to get sore: this moment was unique and special for both of you. You always made him forget any pain he might feel. He quickly stood up and picked up into his arms, spinning you over and over again until you both felt almost dizzy.
That night was unforgettable for both of you, and now that you had a wedding ring on your finger, you couldn't think about anything else than stepping onto the altar and marry the man of your dreams.
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reefshark · 6 months
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thats not how you play squid game
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orrr49 · 6 months
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im so late to the hype but yes i made a squid game content
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sangwoochos · 11 days
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—  spark like empty lighters.
PARK HAE-SOO AS CHO SANG-WOO IN SQUID GAME ( 2021 ).  WRITTEN & DIRECTED BY HWANG DONG-HYUK.
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2eighteen · 8 months
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you'd think i'd be over him now that it's been like two years.... wrong!
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Park Hae-soo dancing like a cute dork at the Critics Choice Awards
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theganymedes · 2 years
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GIRLFRIENDS…!? [ k. sae-byeok ]
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content warnings — intoxication, explicit sexual/profane speech eluding to smut, etc..
note — HI ALL! i’m back and i’ve missed tumblr sm. i promised to put out some of my unpublished saebyeok pieces and this is the first of many. BEWARE! this is a very lusty MATURE plot sparked by one of my favorite songs that i wrote like forever ago— it is the foreplay/first part to a smut i began and never finished. there is no real smut in this piece, and if you’re into that sort of thing, it will leave you wanting for more! read at ur own risks luv! (if you like this enough, i’ll finish the second part for you (if requested!), but this is pretty cute on it’s own, imo :) i hope you enjoy!
synopsis — you’re not sober, and saebyeok, (who apparently might be your girlfriend) is on the way…
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Okay. You really need to stop drinking.
It isn't helping. In fact, it's making everything worse. With every bittersweet swig of Stella Rosa, you crave the taste of something much more satisfying— Much more intoxicating.
    Saebyeok's lips.
    You sigh softly, your tongue sliding across the roof of your mouth with a chuckle as you shook your head at yourself, staring back at the MacBook screen thats still blank, besides your name and a due date prompted in MLA format on the left hand corner.
    You’re supposed to be writing a paper for your english course, yet it's nearly 1AM and you got nothing— You're all alone in your one-bedroom apartment, level of intoxication tangoing with tipsy, head empty, only thoughts being... her.
    It's a Friday night.
    You could submit yourself into the astiring streets crawling with shit-faced students from your college university, as your apartment complex was just barely off campus— All it took was a few miles walk, and you could be at some wild frat rave, getting drunk for free and partying with pretty strangers...
    You don’t want to. You want one thing. One person. And her name is Saebyeok.
    The thought of her dizzies your brain more than normal. Not just because of the spirit juice spiraling through your system, but because she finally made your relationship official!
    Four days ago. She finally asked you to be her girlfriend!
    Well, okay... Maybe ‘asked’ is a bit of a stretch.
    Four days ago, she was helping you study for a mid-term via FaceTime,
    (SaeByeok lives off campus as well, back at home with her mother and little brother whom she takes care of, and avoids coming to college unnecessarily as much as possible... She's not much of a people person.)
    Anyways...
    Her kid brother, Cheol interrupted your study sess, asking who his sister was on the phone with. She replied saying, and you quote—
   "My girlfriend."
    Your heart nearly exploded.
    You’re her girlfriend!?!?! I mean, sure, you guys have been getting closer, and your relationship has certainly surpassed the status of college acquaintances who share each other’s notes...
    Sometimes, Saebyeok seems to be quite fond of your company... and spooning you, and making out with you all the time, and sleeping over at your place, and leaving her hoodies and toothbrush at your apartment… and maybe you've seen her naked once or twice, and or had sex in the backseat of her car...
    But girlfriends!?!
    This is big news to you. And it leaves you feeling... Some type of way.
    You like her. You like her a lot. And the fact that she spoke to Cheol, the human she loves most on this planet, about your little 'ol existence? It proves she likes you just as much.
    Or so you assume. You can’t really be sure if your love-sick mind had misinterpreted the whole girlfriend-Cheol-facetime thing— Yet, the rousing scent of Saebyeok’s oversized tapestry hoodie you’re wearing and the enthralling influence tainting your sense of wit just won’t leave it to chance.
    Fuck the english paper. You need pure pellucidity straight from the horse’s mouth, and you’re determined to get it — That, and maybe a little something else too…
    With fidgety fingers, you tend to your cellphone’s call list, fishing for that freckle-faced contact photo in an unbidden blur.
    You’ve never called her this late before, and the last thing you want to do is scare her off after she (possibly) just made things official, but your morals are missing at the moment.
    She picks up the phone on the first ring, which isn’t unusual, but it still makes your heart beat berserk each time.
    "Yeah?" The sultry sound of her voice is buried under swift breeze, honking cars, and diluted laughs commencing in the background.
    Where ever she is, it’s crowded. It sounds like she’s passing near a pile of traffic on a sleepless city street.
    You furrow your brows, almost taken aback by the fact that she’s out and about this late.
    "Where are you right now?" You ask while fighting back a grin, a snarky twinge interlacing your vocals.
    Saebyeok is a homebody, and you're positive that you have to be one of the couple people she enjoys enough to spend her free time with on a Friday night.
    You were curious as to what the hell she could be doing right now besides touching you...
    "Out." She submits simply. "Is everything okay? Why are you calling me now?"
     Always so plain...
    You twirl the drawstring to her hoodie giddishly, hanging on to her every word.
    "Well what are you doing? It's pretty late." You pry a little, shamelessly too.
    You are her girlfriend after all... Right!?
    "Making money. Are you okay?"
    Always so curt... Always so sketchy... Always showing concern for your well being... Why is this turning you on even more?
    "Sounds realllll sketchy, Ms.Kang." You tease in a slight slur, following a few giggles. "Where do you work again?"
    You're well aware that whatever she does to get enough cash to support her family was probably boarding the line of illegal, and she knows that you know, but she refuses to ever involve you in her less than lawful activities.
    As long as she assures you she's safe and not an any sort of danger, there's no harm in poking a little fun…
    She scoffs lightly, catching onto your antics. "What's this about, (Name)? Do you need something?"
    "I need you here with me." You exhale dramatically with a protruding pout. "I've had a few drinks and... I really wanna see you."
    Saebyeok is silent for a few seconds.
    She knows you, and judging from your overly-sensuous tone and the time of night, she's beginning to gather what this call is really about.
    She gulps thickly, "You want me to come over? ... Right now?" Before she excites herself, she needs you to confirm.
    "Yes, please. If you can." You aren't afraid to beg, nor of seeming desperate. "I've been without you all week... You're all I can think about right now."
    Another taut silence. You swear you can almost feel her hitched breath nestling against the nape of your neck threw the phone.
    "I'm on my way."
    As white noise swallows the line, you scarf down the remaining wine in your glass, jolting from the couch to your feet, excitement surging your skeleton in its entirety.
    Your head spins as you briefly reminisce on the last time you had her in your presence— Her dark eyes being so attentive to you, adoring your every move. Her lips on yours, tongue so modestly asking for entrance to your mouth and her hand trailing up your thigh with reluctance, patiently awaiting your shy shows of consent…
    You pace around your apartment, too antsy to sit still. Already freshly showered and shaved, you tidy up a bit, lighting a vanilla bean candle — An airy savor, not too potent. You don't want the aroma to conflict with your perfume oil.
    When you hear your phone ding with a new notification less than 20 minutes later, you don't even check it — You run straight to your door, knowing it’s SaeByeok making you aware she's outside.
    Swinging back the knob eagerly, your lips softly part at the sight of her. She's sporting a cream-colored kawaii crewneck and simple sweats, palms shoved in her pockets as she stares at her shoes.
    Gosh, the things this girl did to you.
   You pretend your heart doesn't stop when her glance dwindles to meet with yours, always managing to forget how tall she is.
    The star-like speckles dappled on the apples of her cheekbones sprout skyward as her smile widens — She sizes you up, her eyes slowly trail from your fluffy house slippers to your bare legs, skin only covered from your mid-thigh and above… Then she realizes you're wearing her most homely hoodie.
    She licks her lips nervously, lustful eyes nearly looking threw you, speaking of the impure words she can’t form, for her breath is beyond her.
    You feel a blowsy tint blooming on your cheeks.
    "Like what you see?" Mists of lightweight liquor loosens your lips and emboldens your audacious body language.
    Blinking from her daze, Sae chuckles in the cutest coy manner.
    "It's huge on you." Her verbal taunting is kittenish, though the tacit teases tattooed on the back of her skull are not.
    You huff a wispy laugh. "Whatever, Giant." Rolling your eyes, you shuffle off to the side. "Come in."
    And so, she does, but she doesn't get far.
    Slipping past the door seal, Saebyeok is jolted forward — You softly snatch the fabric of her sweater, cornering her back against the front door. It slams shut as you envelope her neck in your arms, embracing her into a kiss.
    You sigh instantly at the tiny contentment. Kissing Saebyeok is like a saccharine dream — Her warm lips kindle a burning desire that seems otherworldly, a pillowy bliss of passion.
    Sensual, defining the tender undertones of your adoration, but sloppy, personifying the aching hunger between you both.
    Her fingers whirl along your waist, yearning for closeness, yet only wandering shyly around your midriff— Too meek to trickle lower, leaving you to pine for more.
    Before her tantalizing touch can linger too long, she simply pulls away, breathless and bashful.
    Her brows knit, "You taste drunk." Saebyeok breathes out. "How much have you had, exactly?"
    The implication unnerves you. Arms flying to your sides, you straighten how your (really hers) hoodie a bit, as a wave of embarrassment seems to spite you.
    Oh, no. Are you coming on too strong? Are you making her uncomfortable? Is she not as into this as you?
    You let out a timid giggle, untangling yourself from her personal bubble.
    You need to chill. Don't give her the impression that she's only here because you're horny. At least figure out if she’s even actually your girlfriend before you try to seduce her, geez!
    "Uh, a.. few glasses?" You confess, awkwardly leisuring over to your living room.
    Saebyeok notices your abrupt shift in nature, and it disappoints her a little, but she says nothing, merely following after your lead.
    "It's only wine, though." You assure her. "I was trying to loosen myself up enough to write my english paper."
    Hips swaying as you strut, you can feel her eyes attached to you— Devouring you, admiring the way her clothing encompasses your curves.
    "Yeah?" Her voice is like stifling satin, which makes you shiver. "Get anything done?"
    You turn on your heels to face her, aligning your gazes. "Ummm, I found a pretty font and layout to type my name in! The words are gonna be really cute when I finally write them." You smile innocently, interlocking your arms around her torso.
    She glares you down, subtly nibbling on the inside of her cheek, in her best attempts to scold your darn adorable face.
    "(Name), there's nothing aesthetic about procrastination."
    You giggle, pressing a chastise peck to her lips, "I'll get it done! I promise, it's not even due for another week anyways."
    "That doesn't mean you have more time to pretend it doesn't exist."
    That's exactly what it means in your mind. You know it, and she knows it.
    She can't stand when you procrastinate like this, ultimately being cause of an inevitable anxiety attack and mental breakdown when due dates roll around.
      It stresses Saebyeok out just as much as it does you, so she's strict on you about turning in assignments on time — You aren't complaining. You find her stern traits to be quite endearing.
     Endearing, and in this special case, conveniently opportunistic.
    "Look at youuu, all worried about your girlfriend's studies." You coo in jest, floating an odd amount of extra emphasis on the spoony slogan.
      In the beats of silence that follow, you stare deeply into her eyes, smile unwavering, awaiting her retort. Patient for the moment she begins to fluster and blush about how she'd made your relationship official— for Saebyeok to bring up some sort of formal conversation about the thing that's got a tsunami in between your thighs.
    Instead, she blinks at you— Stammering her response and searching for the correct answer within your cherishing glimpse.
    It was weird... Like you were expecting her to have a certain reaction to your words that just sound like... plain 'ol words to her.
    She lets it fly. You're a weirdo. A drunk one too. Nothing new.
    "Let me see the rubric.” Sae insists softly. “Maybe I can help." She bends down slightly as her faint callouses begin to reach just beside you for the scattered loose leafs across your coffee table.
    Though you clasp her wrist before she can proceed any further.
    “Not a chance!” Damning her in the most delicate way possible, your touch drifts off to graze her palm. “I didn’t invite you here so you could do my homework. I wanted you here so we could… Spend time together.”
   The use of a neutral tone is good enough to shadow the shake in your liquid courage, because SaeByeok is still convinced that it is the liquid courage meddling with your coherence.
    So, her heartening hands come to engulf yours— The affectionate gesture sweet enough to make you swoon.
    “It still counts as us spending time together, as long as we’re together…” Her thumbs gently caress your knuckles as she shrugs. “I don’t mind.”
    One of the innumerable reasons you endlessly adored Kang SaeByeok was because she was the rare type of person who truly didn’t mind.
    “Well too bad,” You declare to her, “Because I do.”
    She regards your doting orbs as you sweep the short raven strands swinging in her sights behind the lobe of her ear, waiting for you to continue.
    “I don’t know, I’ve just been hoping for a while now that we can… Start spending more quality time together…”
    While the intent behind your coquettish request is wholesome, Saebyeok looks disappointed — Her features contort slightly with confusion, and if you didn’t know her so well, you might say she was pouting.
    “Anytime I’m with you is quality time to me.” Her dainty disclosure whistles up in the wind and implores for your confirmation.
    “No!” Your frantic console is spat in a hurry, before your little scheme can skew south.
    “I mean yes it is, I feel the same way— It’s just… You’ve been busier lately and we don’t have as much face time together like usual…” In the persuading sputter of stutters, you somehow work your way back to the original point.
    “Wouldn’t you prefer to do something more intimate with… Your girlfriend… rather than writing her thesis?”
    Your apartment falls noiseless.
    Saebyeok squints as she silently seeks for the reason why you’re suddenly a third person in this conversation.
    Maybe she forgot that you’re kind of an angsty weirdo — You sometimes have this excessive tendency to complicate things into oblivion.
    The way you’re wired reminds her of an overstrung piano— a morass orchestra of sublime symphonies amalgamating into one swell song.
    And thus, Saebyeok’s accepted that when you try to sing the lyrics, she may have to listen closely in between the overlapping labyrinths.
    Her wary ears are open, but her innate need to be rational keeps her mouth closed.
   “We can do whatever you want.” Is all she obliges to you, her features nearly impassive. “This is your place. What do you have in mind?”
    Damnit. Saebyeok is harder to read than text subtitles across a theater screen.
    Nevertheless, you sat aside your unsettled stomach and scrunch your shoulders like you’re careless.
   “I guess I should at least be a decent host and offer you some food.” With her hand coalesced in your grasp, you lug over to your cushy kitchen area.
    “Are you hungry? I have leftover pizza in the fridge, or I could make you something really quick.”
    … Not exactly the hunger Sae was hoping to satisfy when she came over, but she supposes this’ll do too.
    “Whatever is easiest is fine.” She replies, her body sticking close to yours with her every movement, as she knows the subtle steam of her skin will stir tension.
    A simpering smile adorns your face while you dawdle to your fridge door.
    “Pizza it is!” You move quickly, scurrying over to the cozy corner where your air-fryer lives while pulling the plastic wrap from the plate of pie, “After I heat this up, do you maybe wanna watch something by Ghibli!?”
    The dopey grin on Sae’s lips offsets how she rolls her eyes and her heads shakes at the suggestion (that’s she pretty sure is becoming an obsession) of yours.
   “Sure...” She agrees, chewing her bottom lip as her feet maunder in your direction. “Guess what?”
    When the mini-fryer begins to aerate, you turn to face her hovering above you, pressing your back to lean against the cold marble countertop.
    “What?” Ignoring the sweltering ache simmering between you, you ponder curiously with the flutter of your lashes.
    There are the tiniest shards of luster lathing in Sae’s eyes— A supple smirk springing on the rim of her lips, and you instantly know the name she’ll say next.
    “Cheol got invited to another kid’s birthday party this weekend.” The animation cresting through the undertones of her dour vocals could make you croon.
    “Oh my gosh, really!? That’s so good!” Without noticing, your voice is lifted a few octaves, your hands are flapping together like a penguin’s, and you’re nearly jumping up and down.
    Saebyeok is almost annoyed that she can feel the stupidly huge beam painting her features pink, and still can’t do anything to stop it— You’re just too precious.
    She’s only strong enough to snicker at your reaction as she watches you in revere.
    Once your feet plant again, you urge for all the juicy details.
    “I take it he’s starting to fit in better at school?”
     Sae nods. “He seems to be, yeah.”
    For a second, her glimpse loses yours— She ducks her head a little, fingers running to fiddle with the hem of your (really hers) hoodie’s pouch before she proceeds…
    “Anyways, I wanted to ask you.. If you felt like chaperoning at the party with me.” Her volume is shallow of any base and her eyes are anywhere but on yours. “I know it sounds kind of lame, but it’s supposed to be some laser tag thing with like, bouncy houses. You don’t have to play or anything—“
    “Are you kidding!?” You can’t help to interrupt, voice dripping of wry humor and Saebyeok’s sights suddenly jolt up at you.
    “I get to beat a buncha kids at laser tag and possibly meet the incredible, infamous Kang Cheol? Count me in.” You snort with a sardonic scoff.
    Her face falters— Brows boosting to the baseline of her forehead, bewildered and all bushy-tailed.
    “Really? You’d actually go with me?”
    “Of course.” Starkly, you say, allowing your palm to skim tepid along her collarbone…
     In moments like these, you sometimes wish you were more like Saebyeok.
    You wish you were the type of person who knows how to chill— The type who didn’t nag, poke, or probe … Someone who didn’t throw a tizzy over silly things like labels and titles, who knew how to let things be…
    But you weren’t. And you don’t.
    So, if you just so happened to sense a perfectly good opening…
    “I mean… That’s what… Girlfriends are for, right?”
     Luckily for you, the third time Saebyeok has to cringe through you awkwardly highlighting the word girlfriend out loud, is a charm.
    “Okay, why do you keep repeating that?”
    She’s blunt — Boring an unblinking gaze upon you as she scoffs beneath her breath, as if she found your behavior confusingly hilarious.
    Your eyes go doe, and you put on a phony frown to avoid being so vilely prompted on the spot.
    “Uh— I don’t know what you mean.” You puff a timorous chortle. “I’m not repeating anything—“
    Your lying has never been very good, but Saebyeok is especially over your little larks tonight.
    “Girlfriend.” She badgers you stubbornly with no remorse. “You keep saying the word girlfriend over and over on purpose. Why?”
    You analyze her stony response with a churning stomach.
    “Why are you being so hostile?” A swig of somber seeps into your defensive delivery. “Does that word make you uncomfortable by chance?”
    “It might start to if you keep emphasizing it in every sentence.” She deadpans. “What is it?”
    The air is dull of noise as your jaw clenches.
    This is much more embarrassing to admit aloud than you could’ve imagined, but you can only dodge Saebyeok glaring daggers at you for so long — Before your cast crumbles…
    “You called me your girlfriend last week.” You spit it out so fast, it nearly blends together like a single syllable.
    Assuming you have more to spill, she quirks a brow at your seemingly insignificant statement.
   “Okay… And?”
    “Anddd…” You attempt to shrug off your inhibitions, as all the correct words twist on the tip of your tastebuds, yet never come out straight.
    “I-I’m- kind of— I’m just wondering if you, possibly, actually really meant it.”
    Your eyes divert downward like lightning, though there really isn’t anywhere else to look— Saebyeok practically has you pinned against the air-fryer on the countertop behind you, and her body not much farther from melting into yours feels like thunder.
    “You’ve never really referred to me as that before and, I guess I’m just trying to figure out what you see this— Us, as.”
     Clearing your throat, you hope to expel the butterflies from your gullet.
     Your apartment is peep-less again and you’re this isn’t the greatest sign.
     At this point, you think your toes are sweating, your heart is beating so bad that it hurts, and you’re staring at the floor so hard that the tiles are beginning to wiggle.
    And when you finally gather the gall to look at her again, Saebyeok is on the verge of bursting into a fit of laughter.
    “Seriously?” She goads with giggles, her voice full of cynical glee. “(Name), I have a toothbrush here.”
    Well, when you put it so curtly…
    “Yeah— Well, It’s easy to misplace toothbrushes on accident.”
    You’re sure that’s a thing… Somewhere in the world…
    “We’ve been intimate…” Saebyeok reminds you. “Like multiple times.”
     Obvious is starting to sound like an absurd understatement— Even though you feel like your face is caked with clown makeup, you contradict her quickly—
     “Okay, the first time we had sex was in your car…”
     She sports a conceited sneer, her features glossed with gloat.
    “Only because someone was too eager to wait…”
     You are wordless, as your eye-sockets see the back of your brains for the third time she’s brought this up.
    “Besides, I’m bringing you to meet my brother this weekend.”
    “So what!?” You exclaim, solely for the petty purpose of putting up a fight. “If you really think about it, the sacredness of meeting family is very subjective—“
    Saebyeok settles your debate with the covetous crash of her lips onto yours— A pale groan escapes you without your permission, your reciprocation impatient and hungry, as you pleach your palm into her hair.
    She grunts lightly as you tug along her scalp, hands pulling your bodies even closer, nearly pressing your center against her hips.
    Goosebumps inflame like prints all over your skin, a seething fever stewing your senses as your tongues entangle, the grip entwined in her fluffy tresses only getting tighter…
    Saebyeok stops — Pulling back ever so slightly that her dense breath fans the hot flush coating your cheeks.
    “We’re girlfriends.” She tells you. “I see you as my girlfriend, (Name).”
     “Oh. Okay.” Exhaling heavily, you simply nod, trying to steady more than one throbbing pulse. “I see you as my girlfriend too, Saebyeok.”
    “Good.” She sighs out with swollen lips.
    “Great.”
    Your air-fryer beeps, right on cue to slice the tension with a knife.
    “Well, now that that’s settled…” You swallow breathlessly. “Do you still want your pizza?”
    “Depends.” She gawks at you with no indignity, slightly leaning in, as her hands soothe the cinch of your waist.
     “Is that really what you called me over here to eat?”
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yourfaveisomegaverse · 4 months
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sangwoo from squid game alpha 😳🙈……………
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Cho Sangwoo from Squid Game is an Alpha.
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nanime1313 · 1 year
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A hurtful hug
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rafikecoyote · 1 year
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Are you really going to continue with this insanity? Because of that money! You all killed the one you were closest to in this place because of that money.
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kyokiou · 20 days
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Hi! It's Lou. I'm a writer (or at least I was, hehe). How are you? I really want to get back to work here but I don't know how to do it! What would you like to read? More Squid Game smuts? K-dramas in general? Specific TV shows? Waiting for answers. xoxo'!
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winterkiiid · 2 years
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somin-yin · 1 year
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sangwoo!
Thank you so much @squid-guts, I literally love you for sending me Sangwoo because he's my favourite character in Squid Game and it's been so long since I've written something about him ❤️
Sexuality headcanon: GAY, SANGWOO IS DEFINITELY GAY. He's so queer coded and doesn't have an ounce of heterosexuality in him. He was even super offended when Gi-hun asked him if he has a girlfriend 😂
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OTP: Sangihun all the way ❤️ first off, I love the friends to enemies to lovers trope, and secondly, you simply cannot tell me they didn't date in high school, if you say they didn't, you're lying. These 2 have history and it's very obvious, all that bad blood from Sangwoo towards Gi-hun has to come from somewhere 🤷‍♀️ Also they're INTJ x ESFP, they're each other's polar opposite and that makes up for a juicy dynamic ❤️
BROTP: Ali and Sangwoo, Sangwoo seems to have a soft spot for Ali but I see them as brothers only to be honest 🤷‍♀️
NOTP: Sangwoo x ...Il Nam? Sangwoo x Sae Byeok too sorry ;-; but I don't judge whoever ships them.
First headcanon that pops into my head: As I said, one of my biggest headcanons is that they were together in the past. And that they had a VERY nasty break up. When they use to date, everything was awesome but then Sangwoo went to SNU, and Gi-hun didn't wait for him and got married, Sangwoo got bitter towards him and buried his feelings all those years. Then when he saw Gi-hun again in the games, he felt anger and resentment towards him but he acted as if he didn't care (he was just pretending, Sangwoo cares a lot but he pretends), that resentment pushed him to wanting revenge and not warning him in game 2, even if that would mean Gi-hun would be killed, he wanted to convince himself that he had no feelings for Gi-hun and that he wouldn't care if he dies or not but after he did that he regretted it so much that he realised he still has feelings for Gi-hun, but it was too late and there was no way to stop the game, so he left Gi-hun's survival to chance, which he hated and was so angry at himself for it, he had some serious emotional pain when the game was ongoing, then Gi-hun survived and he felt so relieved, he was still mad and resentful but he realised he still has feelings for him despite everything and we know the rest, just Sangwoo struggling about not being over his first love. If Gi-hun hadn't survived Sangwoo would have never forgiven himself and would have unalived himself, we know Sangwoo is suic*dal.
Favorite line from this character: “I'll pick, okay?” -proceeds to push man off the bridge- (sorry ;-;)
One way in which I relate to this character: Okay time to get serious here, I relate to him getting embarrassed and uncomfortable whenever Gi-hun bragged about Sangwoo's accomplishments and being considered the genius of his neighbourhood because I've been there too, whenever people brag about me I get so uncomfortable because when people know that you went to an elite college or they consider you smart, they place very high and unrealistic expectations on you and you have to live with those expectations on your shoulders, which is a huge weight and you somehow are forced to live up to the expectations of others. Perhaps that's why he invested in futures and stocks, because he wanted to live up to the very high expectations people placed on him. It is really very uncomfortable when other people brag about your accomplishments, if you have been in that situation in the past you may understand how uncomfortable it is. Your close ones feeling proud is pretty much appreciated but other people don't need to know, precisely because of the high expectations they will inevitable place on you. For Sangwoo it's better to lay low, also because he's an introvert (extreme introverts will understand this). This gets even worse in Asian societies. As a person of Asian descent myself, let me tell you the pressure is hard!! the expectations are hard, you are expected to succeed so your parents can brag about you and if you don't, they see you as a failure, so in a way I can understand Sangwoo, that's why he ended up there in the games, he didn't want to disappoint anyone.
Thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: He not admitting his gayness and feelings about Gi-hun is very cringy.
Cinnamon roll or problematic fave? Problematic fave all the way, but he's still one of the most complex and nuanced characters in the show ❤️
Sorry for the walls of text about Sangwoo but he's so layered that I can't help it. Also tagging @moonlitdayy since she asked me about Sangihun so here's the Sangwoo part. I'll reply to the Gi-hun part next ❤️ (It pains me to see the Squid Game fandom ded, I miss it ;-;). Adding Sangwoo's songs just because I can and because I'll take every opportunity to talk about Sangwoo:
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orrr49 · 5 months
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well i drew art again
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