#lookism boyfriend

[squishyneet]

⋆ ˚｡ eugene x bimbo wife! reader headcanons ⋆୨୧˚

tw dark content: bimbo-ness (bimboism?? . . .), misogyny

a bimbo is his dream type of wife. he wants a wife who looks pretty and smells good all the time. it's a breath of fresh air after dealing with mean, stinky, gangsters all day. literally.

despite having numerous servants; when they got married, it was his hope that she might learn how to cook so he could come home to a warm meal with his wife waiting for him.

he makes hints by saying he would love to taste her cooking or baking, but she is always too dumb to figure out what he is trying to say.

he'll spend as much money as it takes to keep her happy and looking pretty. clothes, makeup, perfume, etc. he loves seeing his wife getting ready and looking pretty for him. he likes having her sit in his lap so he can smell and feel her.

sometimes, he'll even join her in the bath and help her wash up. he indulges himself, feeling up his sweet and soft wife, rubbing soap and lotion on her skin, giving extra attention to her breasts and hips.

his wife is somewhat sex-obsessed and loves intimacy. so he teases his poor wifey.

stopping just before going in for a kiss, rubbing her hips and groping her butt as he's leaving for work, etc.

however, when he gets home, he knows he has to make it up to his wife. so he freshens up and joins her as she waits in bed.

as much as he loves playing with his wife, he likes making conversation, too. he likes asking her about the things she's interested in, like makeup, her hair, her nails, a new skincare product she tried. he knows she is home all day long and the servants are not much fun to talk to, so he asks questions so she can let out what she's been thinking.

Eugene sits by the bath and watches lovingly as his wife picks up product after product from the counter. "I've foamed up this cleanser as much as I can, and it still dries out my skin. Eugene, can we go to the store tomorrow?"

[garden1a]

You already knowwwwww😍

[storyslurper]

GunXReaderXGoo|| Quick(ish) one-shot

OkOkOk this is suuuper self indulgent, and has also been sitting in my draft for literal months, yes they may be a lil ooc but lisTEN- i needed to do this. No one else will so i shall. anyway it's just some drabble about what these lovely guys might do on a nice day with their shared lover

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"Goo, honey..? Baby, love, sweetheart, darling, gummy bear, ban-"

"Yes. Hello, enough of that." Goo cut you off while rolling his eyes. "You don't have a million cringe nicknames for Gun y'know."

"Sure I do. I don't have to use them though, since he usually answers the first time." you said while motioning for hi to sit next to you on the couch.

"Yeah, sure." he said with a sigh then sitting down.

"Gun is just about ready, he just finished in the shower." to which Goo only hummed in response.

"Did you ever send me those materials?" he asked turning to look at you.

"...What?"

"I need materials to upgrade my shit, I told you this." he said with an annoyed sigh.

"Oh, on that crappy game you made me download, yeah I'm still only level 6." you replied leaning your head back on the couch.

"WHAT?! HOW? You've had the game for like a week! I was level 24 by then!" he practically shrieked making you slightly flinch from his volume.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're a little loser with almost no life, I get it." you retorted with a chuckle.

"Oh shut your trap! You're just mad you can't play a simple phone game!" he said crossing his arms and dramatically leaning back into the couch.

"Are you two done yet? I'd like to get going before the traffic rush." Gun pipped in from the corner of the room smoothing down his silky dress shirt.

"It's not like you're driving... we'd never make it if you did.." Goo said the last part a bit quieter.

"Even if I'm not driving it's still unpleasant to sit in traffic. Even worse, I'll have to listen to you complaining about it." Gun replied while grabbing your jacket and starting to walk over to you.

"Oh c'mon guys, play nice. It's my day, sooo that means you two are the best of friends today." you said firmly while standing and turning around to let Gun put your jacket on you.

Gun held your jacket while you slipped your arms into the sleeves. When he was done he smoothed over the jacket leaving his hands on your waist, you craned your neck to look at his face behind you.

"The very best of friends." he stated stiffly but with a smile on his face.

"For some reason, I find that hard to believe." you said turning slightly to plant a quick peck on his nose. "Well let's get going then, I want to pick up some smocks so I can keep them."

"Smocks? What the hell is that?" Goo asked with a scrunch of his nose.

"Art smocks, y'know. They go over your clothes so you don't ruin them, and I figured you wouldn't want to wear something at least a dozen other people have worn. They reuse their smocks, more cost effective."

"If even a single thread of-"

"Don't worry my little primadonna you won't mess up your fancy clothes. now let's gooooo." you cut him off, dragging out the end of your sentence. Goo only replied with a scoff and a roll of his eyes.

The three of you made your way to the car and you were off. You all agreed to a deal that at least once a month you got to choose something for all of you to do together. With their busy schedules it was the least they could do. Both Gun and Goo knew you valued the little time you got with both of them, but they also knew you wanted to spend time with them together. That's why today you chose to go to a small town you used to visit all the time as a kid, you looked up what the art center was doing today and it just so happened they were having a 3-hour long open painting session. You liked creating things, whether it looked professional or not didn't matter to you, just that you liked it and that it was fun. You were a little nervous with Gun and Goo there, you were hoping they wouldn't start a fight over nothing and then you'd have to awkwardly pack up your canvases and shuffle out of the place as if you didn't know them. Regardless, you were still excited too. You'll get to relive some nostalgia, paint, and spend time with your men, it's the perfect trifecta for a perfect day.

As you were getting closer to the destination you were getting more and more restless, just about ready to jump out of the car and wander around the place until you felt satisfied. You pointed where to go out to Goo, definitely annoying Gun with your frantic pointing and leaning so far into the front you were practically sitting on the center console. Finally, you arrived at the front of the building jumping out of the car before even coming to a full stop. You ran inside and to the front desk to check in, Gun and Goo came in shortly after you. You excitedly babbled on about all the time you spent here as a kid, barely taking a breath between words. It wasn't until Gun put his hand on your back and started to walk to the Courtyard, where the open painting was being held, it was breathtaking. When you were here last there weren't huge willow trees, a peaceful little gazebo, or the bright wildflowers dotting the whole yard.

"-snookums, babygirl, princess, honey bunches of oats?" Goo's voice finally reached your ear.

"Uh-huh, yeah, wait. What?" you turn to him with a confused look.

"THAT is what got your attention? Really? None of the cutesy ones?" he asked with a slightly annoyed tone. "Not even my beloved worked.." he sighed.

"Aww, how sweet~" you cooed while latching onto his arm.

The three of you painted although it was more you and Gun painting while Goo just flopped his brush around the canvas every now and then between bothering you by trying to paint on yours. You all talked about meaningless topics and even cracked a few jokes, Gun too, surprisingly. This went on for about an hour and a half before you were satisfied and starving. You packed up everything and the instructor told you that you could stop by tomorrow to pick up your paintings, that way they could dry over night. Which you were thankful for seeing as you saw no way that Goo would allow wet paint in his car.

After dinner, at yet another overly fancy place, with the two men you all had went back home. Almost immediately as you got inside Gun and Goo started to argue on what movie you'd be watching to which you let out a long over-exaggerated sigh causing them both to stifle their arguing opting instead to take off their shoes and jackets to walk over and sit on opposite sides of the couch in silence while you riffled through all the different DVDs you owned, settling on one of your favorite movies. After you set up the movie, grabbed a blanket, and a bottle of wine and three glasses you sat down between the two of them pouring their glasses and handing them off. You glanced back and forth between the two of them hoping they'd get the hint, which they did as they both scooted closer Gun resting his free hand on your thigh and Goo sliding his arm around your waist. You pressed play on the movie and settled in comfortably between the two, a content sigh leaving your lips.

By the time the movie was done and you were ready to get up and head to bed you realized both of them had already fallen asleep, both clutching onto you in their own right. You slightly adjusted so you were a little more comfortable, only for Gun to mumble for you to go to sleep and pull you into his chest, which made Goo stir and latch onto your waist putting his face to rest on your stomach. You sigh and lean forward as much as you could to give a kiss to the top of Goo's head then laid back to crane your neck and place a kiss on Gun's jawline, not long after drifting off to sleep.

[sscarletvenus]

daniel is so correct and relatable and bestie-shaped because this is exactly what i would do if i had 2 (two) boyfriends

[juuenigma]

SINCE I NOTICED I HAVE A LOT OF POSTS AND MY WORKS R NOW DISAPPEARING ON MY TIMELINE — I'LL MAKE A LIST NOW SO READERS WON'T TIRE THEMSELVES FINDING MY WORKS 😮‍💨😮‍💨

💌 requests are open to any of lookism/viral hit characters!

htf/viral hit hcs

1. Yeonwoo Ji/Munseong Kim as your boyfriend

2. Taehun Seong as your boyfriend

3. Taehun Seong hcs (part 1)

Lookism hcs

1. Jake Kim as your boyfriend p.1

[shesalewa]

I'm sick and tired of Goo angst. (Lie) it can't be considered Goo angst when he's legit just gonna die and Gun ends up being a sad boyfriend who killed/witnessed his BOYFRIEND'S death.

Technically it's Gun angst. Because he has to sit with the fact that his equal is no more. And that the person closest to him and fought Along side him is gone. @gungoo4lifer did it. I did it. It was all technically Gun angst.

And at times like this. I want to write Gun Fluff.

With a bit of angst.

GunGoo: Happy childhood

Goo: whoa! This is your parents?! They don't look like they're from the Yakuza!

Goo said with pure excitement holding an old photo. Yet this photo seemed well preserved.

Gun: I had good parents. Mom loved Martial arts but giving birth to both me and my sister made her body weaker.

Though Gun was talking to Goo, not once did he take his eyes off the TV, of course, that's because Martial arts is on right now.

Goo: you have a sister?!

Goo was shocked at Guns statement, a sister? Who would've thought this hot-tempered man would have ANY siblings?

Gun: yeah. Older sister, Way older than me, She was a great swordsman. She takes after father with her swordsmanship. I take after mom with martial arts.

Goo: wait then that means you know how to use weapons!!!

Gun: no.

Goo: liar! I'm sure you're lying!

Gun: I USED to know, I'm honest.

Goo: then why did you stop?

Gun: ... Notice in the picture... My sister isn't there?

Goo: yeah? What happened?

Gun: ... She went missing that day.

Both Goo and Gun went silent. It was awkward. Well mostly for Goo.

As for Gun? A sudden hand on his back started patting, and even rubbing his back as comfort, Goo knew Comforting wasn't his forte. However, Goo knew he was better at comforting than Gun was.

Goo: I'm sorry.

Gun: ??? Why are you sorry? That happened like what? When I was 6? It doesn't matter to me anymore.

Goo was embarrassed by this, even so he wanted to change the topic.

Goo: ... Your mom seems nice. What about her?

Gun: Mother hardly ever spoke. But she would always sing me to sleep, she smoked quite a lot, from a smoking pipe, it was shocking that she could still sing.

Goo liked that thing we're changing in the topic

Goo: and what about your father?

Gun: Shiro Oni. Damn bastard. I admired him but I'll be honest, he was clingy, to both me and mom, he didn't know who to be jealous of.

Goo: Shiro Oni?

Goo was confused, he thought that Gun is the Shiro Oni.

Gun: right, I forgot, father was the Original Shiro Oni, had my sister not died she would've taken that title, she was more suited for it anyway.

Goo had a little smile on his face, he was a bit envious of Gun for having a nice family.

Goo: seemed like you grew up with a silver spoon in your mouth. Why are you working for Charles if you're Already rich?

Gun was silent.

Gun: I Was bored, I was constantly itching for a fight, I thought that with his offer I could find a good fight frequently, and though I wasn't wrong, it was hard to find a good fight, I was quite lucky the first person I fought while working under Choi was a great weapon master.

Goo: psh. Shut up. ... When can I meet your parents?

Yet again another awkward silence filled the room.

Gun: mother died the same day Anego died. Mom stayed up late worrying about her daughter the same way she did when father forgot to tell her I was sleeping over at an old friend's house, she was sickly worried. But she thought she was being paranoid, yet even still she went out to look for Anego, they were both found dead a few days after

Goo shuffled through Guns Photo binder. And noticed how different Gun Started looking.

Goo: you look tired here.

Gun: why wouldn't I, that photo was taken a few weeks later, my hair was still long too.

Goo: and... what about your father?

Gun: died as well, not only did he become a widow and a single Father, but he also had the responsibility to take care of the Yakuza, he couldn't show any weakness, not in public at least, he became overprotective after Anego and Haha-ue died. It felt like a prison but not once did I disobey him. I knew what he was going through after all, but he died 3 years later, I think I was 9, he went out to Kyoto to do some work, never came back, but the police did.

Goo felt awkward knowing this.

Gun: I was Born with a silver spoon in my mouth, but I didn't grow up with a silver spoon in my mouth. Papa, Anego, and Haha-ue all died when I was young, or should I say assassinated?

Goo stopped flipping the photo binder. His skin turned a bit pale as he saw a photo of Gun.

Goo: im sorry you had to go through all that.

Gun: it's not as bad, my aunt came to take care of me, even though she was a drunken woman, who refused to believe her brother died.

Gun: ... I grew up constantly having to avoid being assassinated, and lonely, sure my aunt was there but I looked exactly like my parents who she loved dearly. Still my aunt never, and refused to become the supervisor of the Yakuza, she basically became one of the body guards. And I took over the Yakuza, such a young age no?

Gun: though at such a young age I actually thought of Seppuku. But my aunt hid all. The swords in the house. So I went for my wrists instead. That's why these arms are tattooed. still kinds feel pathetic for thinking about suicide like that.

Goo, stopped flipping through pictures and placed the binder down. He moved to Gun's side and rested his head in Gun's shoulder.

Goo: I'm sorry. All this time I thought I suffered more than you, but your whole childhood all you kept doing was trying to survive.

Sighing, Gun stopped the TV. Turning it off.

Gun: stop apologizing for something you Didn't even do.

Goo moved and sat on Gun's lap, yet again resting his head in Gun's shoulder, parting Gun's back, and hair.

Gun didn't hate it. Not one bit. He hugged Goo.

Gun: I'm very happy I met you. I'm proud to have met you.

They spent the night hugging each other, it felt comforting to Gun to know that this blonde idiot actually cares and loved loves him.

[purplevillainess]

My Lookism love story

I know I usually post fanfiction but this might be interesting to some

In 2022, I was added into a group chat by a guy in my class which had a some other people in the level. It was mainly about war and soldiers. I didn’t participate much in it but I decided to send a picture of Tom Lee shirtless once and asked if anyone read Lookism. The guy who added my said he didn’t but he tagged his friend who did. His friend and I started talking about it privately and exchanged names and classes. A while later I recognised his name on his name tag irl(our school uniform had name tags) and we spoke briefly. After that, we started spending nearly the entirety of every break with each other and caught feelings. I confessed. We’ve been together a year and four months. Thank you, PTJ

[cornflowerclouds]

Lookism Chapter 437 Spoliers

There will be a part two because I literally do not have the energy to post another one.

Jihan is so delicious and for what???

My guy got slapped so hard that blood was spurting. Now he’s also getting cursed out by some hot old guy. 

JAYYYYYYY hes my pookie frfr. Is holding out his helmet like he did for that other guy like a hundred chapters ago?? I wanna ride hi....sss motorcycle...yea..

He’s getting the ass whooping of is life. Jihan better hurry up and put on that goddamn helmet and get this fight over with.

Ok I know mostly everyone hates him and thinks he’s a twink but he was just in a silly goofy mood guys/j Also I hate how they put hid name as Eugene and not have kept as Yoojin. Like be better.

Were they already introduced as father and son before??? Did I have to connect the dots or something?? ANyway I think that Jay most definitely got his mother’s genes. (is she dead? possibly)

When I saw Jay do that move, I immediately thought of Viral Hit with Gaeul doing that move. He’s finally sort of winning now.

[junggunz]

It’s hard to ship yourself with one character when there’s so many good options like feral horny for punchies and feral inferiority complex

so true bestie 🤭💀

I said that I would no longer simp for samuel and we're too toxic but he might be the loml i cant fix him but i might be able to traumatize him into being a better man.

[steamedeggs]

the moment i saw his build and titties i knew it was kwak jibeom🤭 lmao im down bad i fear

[disneyprincessdxminatrix]

started watching the IT crowd and I love it.

[squishyneet]

✧･ﾟ: * extremely toxic boyfriend! eugene x reader ✧･ﾟ:*

tw dark content: gaslighting, manipulation, slut shaming, misogyny, sexual threats, objectification, some physical abuse

the worst kind of toxic is the one that acts like it's not. he is constantly gaslighting you into thinking everything he says is reasonable

loves teasing that is borderline criticizing/complaining, usually about your behavior, combines this with gaslighting

if you happen to be a very touchy/lusty girlfriend, he gives into you most of the time and only teases sometimes. if it gets excessive, he starts to get angry and threaten you

"Are you finished? You know, I could make you a prostitute if I wanted. Then you could have as much sex as you want. I'm sure there are lots of creepy men who would love to touch you."

somewhat misogynistic. he acts like he respects you and he does a little, but on the inside, he believes you should be following his every order and it comes out sometimes

manipulates you into staying home so you don't make trouble and he can keep an eye on you. plus he likes coming home to his girlfriend/wife waiting for him with food and . . . a "warm hug"

he won't hit you outright, but he might press on your mouth or pin you to the bed if he's angry, probably because you were talking too much while he was trying to work. if you really pissed him off, he may even duct tape your mouth shut for a while

while that is happening, he'll make sure to rub you and grope you more often so you realize he doesn't need you talking to him and he's perfectly happy playing with your body alone

"It's much better this way, right? No more arguing," he says as he firmly pulls in your waist and nuzzles his face into your neck. "You know I love you, right?"

[acompassionatemonster]

So I just recently started reading lookism, anyone on here read it? I might start posting my thoughts on some of the chapters on here.

[rinarchive52]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 외모지상주의 | Lookism Rating: Explicit Relationships: Hong Jae Yeol | Jay/Park Hyung Suk | Daniel Characters: Park Hyung Suk | Daniel, Hong Jae Yeol | Jay, Park Jong Gun (he’s there for like 3 paragraphs) Additional Tags: Weight Gain, Top Hong Jae Yeol | Jay, Bottom Park Hyung Suk | Daniel, PEstablished Relationship, Body Image, Pet Names, Body Worship, Making Out, we're not being vulgar in this one bbs, Praise Kink, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Light Dom/sub, Light Bondage

Summary:

park hyungseok’s guide to getting laid: step one: gain some healthy weight step two: let your boyfriend poke your belly step three: burn calories together ;)

[kowaibunn]

Gosh! So I just stared Lookism on Netflix. And I can’t stop thinking about Jay Hong and Daniel park. 😍 they need to be together honestly. I love Jay!

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism: "No thank you! I have a partner!"

Silly. G/N. Y'all probably seen the meme. Your partner comes home drunk and doesn't recognise you.

Gun Park, Ryuhei Kuroda, Goo Kim, DG, Vin Jin, Jake Kim, Samuel Seo

Loud scratching and thumps at your front door wakes you. You wonder whether to arm yourself with a frying pan and then you hear your boyfriend muttering slurred profanities.

A loud bang reverberates through your home as he stumbles, drunk, through the door.

With a sigh, you crawl out of bed to check the state they're in.

Gun gazes at you, bleary-eyed and half focused. Slightly swaying on his feet, a very unusual sight of someone usually in full control of their body.

Then something clicks in his brain, eyes hardening just before he looks away. He tells you, tone disinterested, that he's a taken man.

"I don't know how I ended up here, but don't get the wrong idea."

He turns around, exits his own living room, exits his own home, and sleeps outside the apartment in the hallway instead.

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"Yeah you're pretty cute," Ryuhei mumbles, words slurring together, "But my partner is cuter."

He pulls his phone out, drops it twice, unlocks it on the third attempt and shows you a picture - one that you have seen, actually one that you took of him smooching you on the cheek.

"Aren't they cute?" He beams, utterly besotted. "Let me just crash here," he says as he collapses on the sofa. "If you touch me I'll scream."

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"Get your hands off me!" Goo screeches, slapping you away as you try to undress him and get him ready for bed. "My my, you're forward aren't you?"

Goo leans forward and gives you a smile halfway between utterly charming and complete sleazeball.

Then, all bravado evaporates and he sighs.

"Oh sweetheart you would be just my type, but," he pushes you off the bed, "I'm taken and very happy about it."

He lies down, burritoing himself and turning his back to you. "You can make your own way out."

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Vin fiddles with his sunglasses, peering approvingly at you.

Even in his drunken haze he can tell that damn, you're fine. Except. He is also lucid enough to realise he is not looking respectfully anymore and he thinks of you, his ride or die, and his face completely changes.

He frowns and asks you what the hell you are looking at. That you have no chance. He has a partner at home that is much hotter, much better, thank you very much and yeah he's an asshole but he's not going to cheat so back the fuck off.

You roll your eyes, hackles would have been much higher if he wasn't actually being sweet in his own way.

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DG takes a moment to process the situation. And when he does, he gets it completely wrong.

He plasters on his k-pop smile. The one reserved for winning over fans, interviewers and for his insincere apology videos.

"Did you want an autograph?" He pulls out a photocard from his inner pocket and a pen (and wow, you did not realise he carried a stack of his photos. You are not going to let him live this down) and scribbles his signature that comes with some love hearts and sparkles and passes it over to you.

"Here you go," he holds it out to you in both hands, not before mumbling under his breath, "You're cute but shit if you turn into another stalker..."

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Jake is already asleep on the sofa by the time you pad out, which must be some super power in itself.

"Wake up," You give his shoulder a shake. He frowns, then cracks one eye open. "Come to bed."

He grunts something indecipherable and attempts to roll his oversized frame on your undersized sofa.

"Jake, cmon."

You start to drag him to your bedroom, your touch finally waking something inside and he bolts upright, removing your hands firmly off him.

"I have a partner." He tells you with no room for any misinterpretation. "But," he scratches absentmindedly at his stomach, "Do you have any food?"

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Samuel does as he's told. Obediently removing his trousers, and unbuttoning his shirt, taking it off-

(Truly, you had no ulterior motive, you just wanted to remove the stink of alcohol.)

When, maybe for the first time in his life, he is afflicted with modesty and a startling clarity.

He yanks his shirt back on and pulls his trousers on with surprisingly sober efficiency.

"Absolutely not," he glowers at you, "This is not happening. I'm taken."