#strangers from hell fics

[tawus]

New chapter!

Fandom: Strangers From Hell (TV) / Hell is Other People (webtoon)

Pairing: Seo Moon-jo x Reader, Seo Moon-jo x You

Synopsis: After the accident last year your life turned upside down. Your career came to mean nothing, you lost all your friends, and your marriage was on the verge of falling apart. And the worst thing about all of it? You didn't care. Ever since that day you ceased to live – you merely existed, counting hours, counting days. Unhappy. Numb.

Until one night in a vacant parking lot you witness a gruesome scene and something shifts in you irreversibly. From the moment you met him you knew you could never go back to who you were.

Tags: Moon-jo is his own warning tbh, stockholm syndrome, corruption, sadomasochism, blood and injury, gore, murder, torture, dubcon, violence, prostheses, referred past trauma, car accidents, cannibalism, afab reader, manipulation, nsfw, darkfic

Status: in progress (let's pray in a karaoke room that the updates will be more or less regular)

Your handbag fell from your hand with a dull thud when he and you locked in eye contact all the way across the parking lot. The mannequin of him came to life with a wave of invigoration that visibly rolled from his knees up to his shoulders, which straightened and squared to you. He began walking, each step shortened by his long legs, as he stalked like a leopard towards you, the prey, which was seemingly too petrified to even attempt escape. With each measured step, the distance between you grew infinitesimal while the well-blacks of his eyes grew infinite.

The man came to stand before you and graced you with a once-over from head to toe, before reaching into his pants pocket for a new vial and filling up another syringe – this one just for you. One of his large gloved hands curled around your neck as his other hand brought the tip of the syringe to the side of it. The tip of the needle, hungry to pierce, swelled with liquid Articaine and dripped a single drop of it onto the collar of your blouse – when the man’s assurance in his actions unexpectedly faltered.

Read it here:

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3

• Chapter 4

• Chapter 5

• Chapter 6

• Chapter 7 >>

[braceletofteeth]

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[vvagustd]

hello! i was wondering if you could write a part 2 for your moonjo fic “admirer”, i really enjoyed reading it, especially your portrayal of the reader and how she didn’t let herself be a victim and gained the upper hand on him. would love to see how a second part will turn out and if they’ll reveal their true intentions to one another and end up together or not. and it would be interesting to read how moonjo reacts to that last part of the fic as well. perhaps, you could make the reader have a dark character just like him? only if it’s not too much trouble ofc. also i hope that you have nice day or night :)

thank you so much for the request! i'm so glad you liked the fic, i need more moonjo lovers

i apologize in advance because i struggled trying to figure out how to continue it 😭

☽ admirer pt. 2 - seo moonjo

[seo moonjo x reader]

synopsis - after y/n catches moonjo, he sees her darkside

warning! blood, slightly spicy content, moonjo

link to request

"How did you figure it out, admirer?"

Moonjo was surprised, but not as much as he was turned on. He liked this dark side, the twist on the sweet, ordinary girl he spent his days pining for.

"You learn a lot from months of watching someone." You slid off the pristine white counter and set the scalpel down. "Now, mind telling me why you were about to kill me?" The atmosphere seemed to grow thicker as Moonjo thought about his answer. The anesthetic in his hand was weighing on his conscience, the question still remained.

Why? Why was he about to kill her? Was it because she was a detriment to the Eden Residence, or a detriment to him?

"I- I don't know." Moonjo muttered.

"Do it."

His head shot up in surprise as you stood leaning against the counter.

"What?"

You stood up and walked toward him. Leaning up, you got close to his ear. "If you were heart set on killing me, do it."

"Fuck." Moonjo groaned. He smashed his lips against yours in a needy, passionate kiss. You had waited so long for this moment, the love of your life with his lips against yours. There wasn't anyone else you wanted, and there wasn't anything you wouldn't do to get it.

Your hands slid up his torso while his dipped under your shirt. You finally had what you so desperately wanted, what you both so desperately wanted.

He pulled away and leaned into your ear. “Jump, jagiya." He whispered. He kissed and bit at your neck, catching you mid jump and placing you on the countertop, your hands roamed everywhere, longing to feel him as much as you could. Your knee lightly brushed against him, making him let out a whimper as he buried his face in your neck.

"Mr. Seo?"

Moonjo quickly pulled away and adjusted his shirt before opening the door. "Is it important?" He bluntly asked before she could talk. "Patients have been waiting for a while, are you done with this client?" She moved to peek behind him as he moved to block her view. "I'm sure Ms. L/n was just leaving." Moonjo cleared his throat as you stepped out. Turning back, you waved with a smile, which he returned. The glare and attitude from his receptionist didn't go unnoticed.

---

The night had fallen and Moonjo was finally done with his shift. He desperately wanted to talk about what had happened earlier and get to know more about you.

"Hello, Moonjo!“ He whipped around at the sound of your voice, caught off guard. You ran up to him and wrapped your arms around his torso. The colorful Seoul lights illuminated him beautifully, complimenting his tired features as he gave in and rested his chin on your head

Moonjo's attention was caught by something glittering on the side of your neck in the lights. He tilted your chin.

..blood?

"Did you hurt yourself?" He asked. "Did I-? Oh! No, I didn't. It was just an accident.“ You reassured with a smile, using your sleeve to wipe it off.

"I've been meaning to tell you about what happened." Moonjo lowered his head and you knew exactly what he was talking about. You wanted to forget about it, but you also wanted to know the reason why the man you loved wanted you dead.

"The truth is, I was scared, Y/n. You scare me." That definitely wasn't the answer you were expecting. You were expecting him to say he hated you, or that you did something to offend him. But scare him?

"You make me feel things I've never felt before. You make me feel wanted and happy, you make me feel warm inside and I can't explain it. But you felt like a threat. These feelings felt like they would endanger my family and everything I've ever lived for, and the people in Eden mean so much to me. I knew it was a mistake when I brought it out because YOU mean so much to me. I couldn't lose you."

He was being so open and genuine with you, you loved this side of him. You just loved him.

"I love you so much, Moonjo." You laughed, bringing him into another kiss. ---

You were at breakfast the next morning with Moonjo, laughing and sharing food together when he got a call.

"Hello? This is Seo Moonjo.

Oh?

Oh, she did. That's a shame.

Ah, yes. Thank you, goodbye."

You looked up at him curiously. "What's wrong?"

"My boss called to tell me my receptionist just quit. They found a letter." He said, placing his phone down.

"Really? How strange."

[kaissauce]

with every “kirby kills gods at any minor inconvenience” “kirby is a ruthless killer” “kirby is literally a god” “kirby is a complete unaware infant” joke, i write a word to my fic. that’s how i’ve been able to write so much

[rindecisions]

Yours to Claim

Made for @steddiemicrofic September challenge Charm | 548 Rating | Mature

In celebration of the @steddiebang approaching, here is a little microfic based off of my entry coming out October 1st

[This is not an excerpt]

Eddie laid upside down on Steve’s couch in his fancy little apartment. He had his ass pressed against the backrest, feet dangling over the headrest, and head hanging off the edge of the cushion as he gazed affectionately at his necklace.

It was a gift from Steve and meant the world to him. The charm was a silver guitar pick and reminded him of the one he wore when he was alive, but this one was much nicer and clearly had to cost a pretty penny.

He ran his thumb over the hammered edges, a pleasant texture that he’d found himself exploring whenever he was lost in thought. Etched flames that crept up the edges from the bottom added their own texture to the mix as well.

The smile on his face deepened when he turned it over. Staring back at him was a bold ‘S.H.’ etched into the underside. It was a small way for Steve to claim him, and for that, Eddie never removed the necklace.

It was his own personal reminder that he belonged to Steve, and it made his heart swell. He also toyed with the idea that it could mean the reverse, that Steve belonged to him in turn. Be that true or not, he couldn't say for certain, but he sure as hell wanted it to be.

Steve was a hard one to read when it came to things of that nature. He wasn’t exactly the prudent type, so even though they’d slept together more times than he could count in the last couple of months, he couldn’t say with any certainty that it meant his feelings were reciprocated. The shiny trinket that he was swinging over his face gave him hope that maybe one day Steve would see him as more than just a novelty.

“Hey, Eddie,” Steve called as he walked out of his room, dressed in his suit for work. “I'm ready, let's—” he chuckled when he saw Eddie laying on the couch looking exactly like he'd remembered him years ago, torn jeans and denim vest included. “Come on,” he nodded toward the door, holding open his shirt pocket. “If I'm late again, Robin will chew me a new one.”

Eddie wiggled his body in disapproval and grumbled incoherently. “But your work is so boring,” he complained dramatically.

“It’s not my fault you can’t leave my side. Now come on or I’m leaving without you and letting that weird barrier of yours drag you along.”

“Ugh!” he groaned petulantly.

Steve rolled his eyes. “I’ll let you blow me under my desk.”

Eddie perked and beamed, fire flashing in his eyes as he exploded into a dark cloud of smoke. It quickly formed a tight tendril and flew toward Steve, brushing against his lips to get that small giggle he loved before funneling into the open pocket.

“I knew that would get you,” Steve chuckled, watching the smoke condense together and form the miniature version of Eddie he'd become accustomed to. His little gray demon with the hellfire eyes.

“What can I say?” A prominent canine peeked over Eddie’s asymmetrical grin. “I have my weaknesses.”

Steve shook his head in amusement and placed his hand under the tiny chin, running his thumb across the incredibly warm skin of Eddie’s cheek.

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[iheartcake123]

☁️stay-seo moon-jo☁️

a/n: ik it’s been a while since i last updated but here’s the next part finally😭 it’s more of a filler chapter to build the story line but i hope you all like it!!

warnings: kissing (?)

Masterlist

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4

Part 5

-3rd person p.o.v-

days passed and y/n did her best to avoid moon-jo at all costs. this meant getting up and leaving the building at the crack of dawn and only coming back after seok-yun messaged that the coast is clear.

the things between the two of them weren’t really progressing as she thought, maybe he was getting fed up of her? y/n didn’t know why but in a way she was relieved. as sweet as seok-yun was, he was a bit childish and she saw him more as a best friend.

it was draining to have to keep that same routine but it was a lot better than confronting moon-jo again and feeling what she felt the last time she was with him.

“it’s all good, just working most days and trying to save as much as possible” y/n spoke into her phone.

she was on the phone with her sister again.

“there’s no cheap places to live at in seoul so it might take me a while” she continued to speak into her phone “yeah i know..i’ll eat well too. take care too-bye”

y/n ended her phone call and leaned back in the chair she was sat in. she was in the shared kitchen area.

“oh, pretty girl. it’s good im catching you now. i have some stuff to tell you.” miss.eom entered and y/n just nodded her head.

“the womens bathroom is out of service for the next 2 days while i fix a leak so, you’ll need to use the mens one in the mean time” she cheerfully said patting her shoulder.

“but i don’t-” y/n was about to protest.

“ahh you’re a good girl, i knew you’d understand” she cut y/n off completely and walked off before she could say anything more.

y/n couldn’t believe it.

she either had to use the mens bathroom or not shower until the womens bathroom got fixed.

things just kept getting worse.

she thought about it and she had 2 options.

she could either just use a bathhouse but that would mean spending money that she barely had at the moment or she could just brave it out and decide to use the men’s bathroom.

it was a no brainer after looking at her bank account.

using the men’s bathroom it was.

if she just timed everything correctly it would all go smoothly and she wouldn’t bump into anyone.

y/n stealthily made her way to the bathroom and checked if the coast outside was clear. thankfully, it was so she then pushed the bathroom door open and walked in.

almost instantly she froze as she saw moon-jo stood in front of one of the sink mirrors. his hair was wet and he had a towel wrapped around his waist.

he had definitely just gotten done with a shower.

his gaze lingered on her as she nervously apologised while taking some steps backwards to exit the bathroom. she tried not to but her eyes landed on moon-jo’ bare chest and abs. there were scars spread over his upper torso and her eyes were instantly drawn to them.

she caught herself looking for a little too long so with one final apology, she left the bathroom and ran back to her room.

“shit” she cursed under her breath, she was now pacing back and forth in her room.

from now on she was definitely just going to use a bathhouse, she didn’t care if it cost her. she just couldn’t have a repeat of walking in on moon-jo or any one else.

she laid down on her bed and took some deep breathes in and out to calm herself down. she silently fell into a peaceful slumber.

after a while, there was a knock on her door and she calmed herself down before answering it.

moon-jo stood, wearing a loose black longsleeve t-shirt and some grey joggers.

she stared up at moon-jo who looked at the girl up and down. the pair didn’t say a word and y/n gulped as moon-jo took a step forward into her room.

he then shut the door behind him. y/n didn’t know how to react as he continued taking steps closer to her until her back hit a wall.

“moon-jo….” she whispered. confused at why he wasn’t saying a word.

he continued not saying a word as he rested his hands on her waist, pinning her against the wall.

y/n’ breath hitched as moon-jo then pressed his lips to hers. the kiss was filled with need and passion as y/n brought her arms to wrap around moon-jo’ neck to pull him closer. their bodies were now pressed up against one another and after a couple of seconds moon-jo pulled away.

his forehead rested on hers as they both took a second to catch their breathes. y/n couldn’t help but smile like a mad women. it had been a while since she last felt a fire lit inside her.

“wake up” moon-jo suddenly said taking a step backwards and y/n raised an eyebrow.

“what?” she was confused.

“wake up” moon-jo repeated.

suddenly, y/n sat up in bed. she was breathing hard and realisation hit her.

it was a dream.

she just dreamt of having a make out session with moon-jo. she shook her head, trying to shake the dream from her memory.

why was she dreaming about moon-jo in that way?

[emblazons]

"I think it would be easier if we were a team."

Day Five of @bylerweek2023 - Secret Identities aka - the Modern!Byler + DnD AU no one asked for

The details for their character sheets came from here + here, though only Mike's is confirmed secondary media. The details + story behind these versions of byler under the cut!

The Secret

The Cleric (Will) & The Paladin (Mike) have been playing digital campaigns together for nearly five years now, after Mike‘s then-newfound investment in Critical Role inspired him to hunt for an online DnD game to play for himself.

Inseparable on the pixelated battlefield, their half a decade of campaigning together has slowly turned them into the best of (digital) friends, as they’ve shared their deepest secrets in the anonymous-but-meaningful way you can only online. From Will admitting that his main concern even outside being ridiculed for his sexuality is healing from childhood PTSD to Mike admitting that his picture-perfect family hates his interests and would never accept that he likes guys, both of them have learned to defer to each other in and out of campaigns—they have grown deeply fond of each other through their characters’ adventures…and chats that mean more to both of them than they would dare admit aloud.

Even so, all the Cleric and the Paladin really know about each other on a practical level is that they’re both 20 this year, are both in college now, and that they both come from the Midwest—though they do hope to meet one day if it ever makes sense.

There really is nothing like a friend who gets to see the sides of you you’re not allowed to show in any other space—and neither of them wants to live their entire lives without someone who treats them as well as their longtime D&D companion.

The Identities

Mike Wheeler and Will Byers have been in each other’s orbit since elementary school in Hawkins, though Will’s been pretty distant about keeping tabs on Mike since he dated (and subsequently broke up) with his sister El during freshman year. Mike always enjoyed the time he spent with Will and could tell that Will felt the same, though Mike knew from the second he broke up with El that Will’s love for his family was going to take precedence over their mutual interest in the same (nerdy) things—the same way it did for his sister Nancy when she broke up with Will’s brother, Jonathan, when they went to college.

It’s been years since that happened now, though—and the last time Mike spoke to Will was when they gave each other a friendly hug goodbye the day of high school graduation. Now well into his 3rd year of college, Mike only knows that Will goes to IU just like he does…but on a campus of over 30,000 people and as an English major to Will’s Visual Arts, it’s not like they see each other.

Even so, time away from his exacting family has made Mike more comfortable, and he has slowly realized that it’s time to branch out of his solely hypothetical “rebellious” spaces and into meeting real people who share his interests—to fully embrace is love of DnD in real life to learn the fine art of figurine painting, soak up all the wisdom to be found in classic printed dungeon master guides, and experience the ruckus of a well-strategized in-person campaign. That’s why, on one rainy Friday night in March, he wanders into the Hellfire Club—the on-campus DnD group he’s heard of but never been brave enough to join.

Given his knowledge of Will from all those years ago, seeing the guy he grew up with sitting next to him for Eddie Munson’s grungy basement campaign wasn’t all that much of a surprise, actually. What was a surprise was what happened when he looked down at the table in front of the boy next to him….only to see “Will the Wise” at the top of Will Byers character sheet, plain as day.

tl;dr - you're 20, and your long-time online crush bestie who knows all your secrets turns out to be the brother of the girl you dated for five seconds at 14. Chaos ensues.

[jagiyahmoonjo]

Are there more top Moonjo fics? Because most of the fics I've been stumbling upon are bottom Moonjo and I'm not vibing with them haha

[pastelshroomsbasement]

doodled some strangers from hell stuff because Im stressed with thesis paperwork 💖💖💖💖

[braceletofteeth]

top 5 mjjw moments, or top 5 mjjw fics!! or both! (it’s a throwback but no harm going back to our roots as moots <3)

TOP 5 MOONJO/JONGWOO MOMENTS

NOTE: For reasons of making it easier for me, I’ll only include moments where they are both physically present and are both aware of each other’s presence. Meaning: no dreaming of each other, no hallucinating each other (what we know FOR SURE are hallucinations, at least), no discussing each other with other people, no reading one of each other’s books, no looking at each other’s photography with another lover and sulking alone in a room, no stalking/staring at each other unnoticedly from a distance, no peeping at each other through a hole in the wall, no calling them then hanging up when the other picks up, no silently resenting the residents for mocking the other, no showing off their bracelet-slash-murder-evidence in front of a freaking police officer, and, the most unfortunate for me, NO killing for each other in secret. This would be a very different list if I could include all that, and there's no way in hell I’d be able to stop at five (I'm only human! Show mercy 😩)

—

N°5: AT THE RAINBOW STAIRS

They share a contrived conversation at the bottom of the rainbow stairs. Because they have an audience (a newcomer/outsider), they have to keep up a civilized, polite act.

But, ironically, trying to act normal at the sight of each other just makes their actual feelings even more obvious.

Jongwoo is clearly tired and fed up with Moonjo's figure following him everywhere; to him, Moonjo is creepy (the creepiest!) and annoying.

On the other hand, Moonjo is jealous miffed that the newcomer is already latching onto Jongwoo, and Jongwoo is letting him, even though he never gives Moonjo the time of the day except for when he really can't avoid it.

They can't say any of that, though, so it's quite entertaining to watch.

N°4: MOONJO BREAKS COVER

Jongwoo and Seokyoon are having a conversation at the rooftop, and Moonjo is listening in from a hidden spot, until he can't take it anymore and interrupts them.

Anything could have triggered him, really. Jongwoo saying he needs to leave the residence. Jongwoo asking Seokyoon to go with him. Jongwoo wishing everyone in the residence would die in an accident (which takes the decision out of his hands and is just as effective as praying to God for a miracle). Jongwoo spitting hate about Moonjo behind his back (it's not the hate that is the problem; it'd be ok if he said all that to his face instead). Jongwoo confiding in Seokyoon instead of Moonjo. Jongwoo still clinging to the pretense of being different from Moonjo. Or maybe something else entirely.

It's not the reason that matters, but the reaction.

The way he walks directly to Jongwoo, practically caging him in, challenging him to do something. If you hate me so much, do something about it! Come at me! Kill me!

He's so pissed he doesn't even seem to remember (or care) that they have an audience. Let Seokyoon take whatever conclusions he got from that.

(And the whole time, Jongwoo, cruel as only he can be, barely granted him a glance.)

N°3: FIRST MEETING

Jongwoo is talking about the main character of his novel, the pianist (who sounds uncannily like Moonjo), and they reach the part about his method of killing. Jongwoo gets excited, very excited, and in that moment Moonjo can see right through him. You can see in his eyes that he found something that caught his attention.

This. The spellbound look from Moonjo, and Jongwoo's complete obliviousness to it.

N°2: THE AFTERMATH

This is the moment Jongwoo has to face himself. He's a killer now. He lost himself in his rage and hatred. He did to them what he thought they deserved, and the worst part of it is that he doesn't regret doing it. What does it says about him? What kind of person is capable of doing what he did? “A human being, no matter how wicked they are, wouldn't do that.”

For the first time, he opens his eyes to the darkness he walked into, wide awake. Aware he reached a point of no return.

He should be completely alone in the darkness, everyone should have left his side by now, but guess who he finds there, waiting for him?

You guessed it.

Moonjo is there, and he grounds Jongwoo with his touch. He makes Jongwoo face him, look at him straight on, nowhere to escape, on the same level ground at last.

As equals, at last.

(More importantly, in the end, Moonjo lets Jongwoo know he's neither broken nor alone. He's a masterpiece, and he's his.)

N°1: CONFESSION

The two of them are at the restaurant, and Jongwoo takes Moonjo outside. All by himself. He draws a line between Moonjo and Jieun/Jaeho, perhaps to protect them; perhaps to protect himself and the image they have of him, because Moonjo can't seem to shut the f*** up.

Jongwoo confronts Moonjo, asks why he follows him around, but quickly retreats, not wanting to hear the answer. There couldn't be a good answer to that. Better not to know. Instead, he asks Moonjo to leave him (and his people) alone. He had already asked, begged, for the same thing on the night before, but Moonjo never answered. Perhaps now he will agree, though. It's, after all, a reasonable request, isn't it? Any reasonable person-

But Moonjo isn't a reasonable person. Not when it comes to Jongwoo. He tells him no. No, he can't leave Jongwoo alone. He can't let go of him.

Ever since he collected the beaten (but victorious) Jongwoo from the streets the previous night, Moonjo has been more and more straightforward on his approach. He told Jongwoo what he wants to do to him in the clinic, he demanded Jongwoo not hide (anything) from him on the way to Eden, and now he's admitting to his obsessive behavior, unashamed of it.

It's a moment of no pretense, no half-truths. Moonjo is presenting his role in the game. He's a force that can't stop itself—therefore, if Jongwoo wants him to stop, Jongwoo will have to stop him. He will have to meet Moonjo in the middle, and win.

[vvagustd]

❣ admirer - seo moonjo

[seo moonjo x fem reader]

synopsis - moonjo knew less about his target than he thought he did

this is my first moonjo fic! it's really just a rough start to see if my audience likes this and if you do, please request! the people i write for are on my page and if you want someone that isn't there too, feel free to ask! request page here

warning! themes of stalking, swearing, and dentistry tools

"God fucking-" Y/n placed her hand over her cheek in pain.

"Is it that tooth again?" Jieun asked. "You really need to go see that dentist. He stays extra late for you, you know!"

You sighed. "I know, Ji. You know how I feel about tools and stuff, what if he uses a scapel?" You knew it was an over exaggeration, but you also knew they kept them in the office.

"Jesus, it's a toothache not a heart surgery. What a heartthrob of a dentist he is, too! He seems to like you, your living every middle-aged woman's dream." You scoffed. Jieun was being ridiculous, but you knew she was right. You needed to get your tooth checked, and he was undeniably a very attractive man. "Anyways, did you want to stop and get some drinks? There's a place around-"

"Y/n!" Moonjo's voice echoed the walkway, his steps nearing. "It's great to see you! I was hoping you would come into my office today." He seemed so collected for someone who just chased after you. "Ah, I was going to see you tomorrow, my tooth has started aching worse lately." Moonjo gave a bright smile, moonlight reflecting off his pale complexion. "I'm looking forward to seeing you, Y/n."

•

You stood outside of Moonjo's dentist office, debating whether or not to come in. Before you could turn and leave, the door opened and the receptionist walked out. "You must be Y/n! Please, come in." She opened the door and ushered you in.

"Mr. Seo told me he was expecting a beautiful lady, I just knew it was you." You gave her a smile and uttered a thank you as you went to look around. There were pictures up on a shelfshelf, one with an older lady and a bunch of little kids.

"That's me." A hand reached around and pointed at a little boy holding the older woman's hand. "That's Ms. Eom, she's a lovely lady." You snapped back to look at him, his finger his hovering over the picture. "You grew up with her? How nice that you stayed with her." Moonjo looked at you questioningly. "How did you know I live with her?" You hummed, turning away from him.

“I've been in your area before."

•

Moonjo was not a dumb man, far from it. As attracted as he was to you, your close relationship to Junghwa kept him on edge. You were layed out on the dentist chair while Moonjo applied his gloves. "Your tooth is damaged and it's gonna hurt, so I'll go get a mouth number." He gave you a smile before he walked into the back room.

Moonjo may be smart, but you're smarter.

As he was back there he contemplated if he was really about to do this to you. He couldn't lose you, but he couldn't compromise his "family." He looked at you through the cameras for a few more seconds before turning off the cameras and grabbing the anesthetic. "So, Y/-"

"Hello, Mr. Seo."

You were sitting on top of a counter with your legs crossed, his red box open next to you. Scalpel in hand, you glanced up at him.

"What were you going to with that needle, Mr. Seo? If I didn't know any better, that looks like a lot more than a mouth number."

Moonjo was at a loss for words. Y/n laughed at his expression, the expression that told her everything.

"Were you going to sedate me? Perhaps take me back to that god forsaken fourth-floor and subject me to the same fate as Hee-joong? As Seok-yoon?"

"How do you..?"

"I'm far less oblivious than you believe I am, Moonjo. Did you really believe I had a toothache? What about yesterday when me and Jieun happened to be close to your office? All these things that I have done to see you.

It appears you have an admirer."

part 2

[autistichanseo]

I have a (little shitty) mjjw oneshot I made around the finale but for some reason I’m scared to post it despite already having posted a fic before 😭

[rindecision]

Sneak peek of the Day 2 entry for @subeddieweek

A special to go along with From Hell and Back!

[arceal-doodles]

twists in shows always get me

[farraway]

[mileapoet]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 타인은 지옥이다 | Strangers From Hell (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Seo Moonjo/Yoon Jongwoo Characters: Yoon Jongwoo (Strangers From Hell), Seo Moonjo Additional Tags: Yoon Jongwoo centric, Smitten Seo Moonjo, Mention of Yoon Jongwoo's Past, Mention of Min Jieun, Pomegranates, Inspired by Poetry Summary:

Jongwoo stares at the peeled pomegranate that sits on the coffee table. The sight annoys him.

(my attempt at comparing one of my favorite metaphors to mjjw)