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artemis32 · 1 year

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Can you do a Drabble or imagines for Xiaolong from Lookism?

I got a similar ask like a few months ago and I got halfway through answering it before I forgot about it, so here you go eventually

is this a fic?? a drabble?? headcanons?? no one knows

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And yet, here you are.

The likelihood of you catching his eye is low. So low.

The most plausible reason for the two of you ever crossing paths is that you were a friend of Vivi’s - or rather, your fathers were business partners and you were ordered to spend time with her for the sake of some or other business deal.

It’s not that you thought she was a horrible person. Well, not at first.

You were young when you first met her, a bit before Xiaolung was brought on as her bodyguard.

Something about her had made you uncomfortable. Not enough to leave, just enough to be wary of her - at least, as wary as a child could be.

As the years went on, she changed, became worse. Part of you would have liked to have excused her behaviour, her mindset. It would have been easy enough to brush her bad attitude off as a result of her turbulent childhood, or the freedom she had been given at such a young age.

For a few years, you did. You ignored her off-putting mannerisms, her unhealthy habits, the people she surrounded herself with.

You ignored all of it. Until you couldn’t anymore.

No matter how disgusted Vivi had made you over the years, you had remained cordial, polite, sometimes even nice, if that was possible.

But something like this - you’d been sick when you’d found out.

Bent over the porcelain toilet bowl, you’d sat there for twenty minutes, until your stomach was empty and you were left dry heaving, throat constricting painfully.

How on earth could you have stuck around for this long? Why? Why did you have to find out about this?

Instead of voicing your concerns, you slowly tidied yourself up, rinsing your mouth out a few times.

The sour taste still remained. Or maybe that was just the guilt you felt.

****

Thinking back on it, you must have been pretty naïve to see the best parts of Vivi. And you must have been just as bad as her to ignore how truly corrupt she was.

Ignoring her drug problem was easy enough.

It wasn’t illegal in Korea, so it was none of your business. If she wanted to destroy herself, that was her problem. Besides, it wasn’t as if the two of you were actually friends.

Not in any way that actually mattered.

The clubs, while slightly distasteful, were far from illegal. And if people were enjoying themselves, you weren’t about to play morality police.

In any case, you weren’t in Korea often enough for it to be of any personal consequence.

That is, until you were.

For the foreseeable future, you would remain in Korea.

That’s fine. There’s plenty to do, plenty to see. And if all else fails, at least the food is good.

Of course, it wouldn’t be that simple.

Vivi learnt of your extended stay and immediately invited you to join her for an evening in a private room in the club - her club.

And as much as you would have loved to have declined the offer, you were representation of your father more than anything else. That meant upholding his image and acting in a way that would gain the favour of his business partners.

Which meant that you had to accept invitations as often as possible. Dinner with Crystal Choi, clubbing with Vivi, an uncomfortable meeting with Mitsuki Soma that had no apparent purpose other than bonding time.

So you sucked up all of your complaints and reservations and accepted.

A decision that you came to quickly regret.

****

The evening had started off on a sour note, something that should have been the first sign of the situation being amiss.

You stood outside the club, surveying the small group of people being unceremoniously shoved out onto the pavement.

Repeating your life motto, you sidestepped the growing pile and slipped into the club without being stopped.

It’s not my problem.

The sentiment had lost it’s effect over the years, but you’ve clung to it like the life raft it is - not that you’ve had much of a choice. But there’s only so much you can do. Despite your father’s high social standing and all of the benefits that come with your surname, there are times that you stand as powerless as anyone else.

Truly, social power can only get you so far in life, especially when the only power you hold is in your name. That being said, you weren’t one to intervene in other people’s business, even if there was something you could do.

Regardless, your mind quickly moves on once Vivi catches sight of you and drags you away to a private room, guards surrounding the two of you as you easily cut through the crowds.

The evening carries on with Vivi continuously trying to shove drinks and drugs in your face and you politely declining each time. You’d never found much of an appeal in either.

Not that you had never tried it. No, you’d dabbled in all sorts of otherwise illegal activities. But after a while, it lost its kick, and you decided that rather than fall down that rabbit hole, you’d boot the habit altogether.

And looking at Vivi’s glossed over eyes, drool dripping out of the corner of her mouth, while surrounded by other privileged trust fund babies in a similar state, you were thankful you had.

But the drug induced haze only ever lasted so long for someone like Vivi, and she quickly moved on to another activity once she was somewhat sobered up.

****

It was nearing two in the morning and you were eager to leave, looking for an excuse to slip away.

The perfect opportunity presented itself soon enough. Vivi was half asleep, leaning back in her seat as she came down from her high. She truly was a sight, drool dripping from the corner of her mouth, eyes wide and vacant, her head tilted back as she inspected the ceiling.

You rose quietly, taking a half step towards her before whispering out that you’d be leaving. Honestly, you didn’t think she was even aware enough to register what you’d said.

Expect your words seem to be a wake up call of sorts, and she blinks blearily, staring up at you dumbly. Your words seem to register with her and she hurriedly sits up, nearly tumbling off of her seat.

“No! No you can’t leave yet! I still have one more surprise for you.”

She’s pouting now, seconds away from a sulking session.

That never ends well, so you internally roll your eyes, giving her a hard smile and agreeing to stay.

“Fine, I’ll stay. Now show me this surprise.”

****

You regret asking.

You regret coming to the club.

No, you regret coming to Korea.

Most of all, you regret pretending to be friends with Vivi.

After you had agreed to stay for her so-called surprise, she’d dragged you upstairs, to a large room above the club.

"Vivi," you say, staring blankly ahead.

"Yes? Do you like it? Do you?"

She'd been bouncing around since the two of you entered the room, hopping in place like an excited rabbit.

You wanted to smack her.

"What is this?"

Her shoulders droop.

"Whaaat? You don't like it?"

Her tone is whiny and high pitched, and you feel a throbbing headache begin to build behind your eyes.

"Vivi," you say in a tired tone.

"It's a present, duh. A new toy! Why don't you like it? I can get a different one - oh, do you prefer girls?"

She fixes you with a knowing look.

"I won't judge."

"No, that's not- ugh, never mind. Where did he come from?"

She rambles on, skirting around the point.

You grow tired of her disjointed words and approach the crumpled head on the bed before you. You reach out slowly, gently flipping the man over, and-

Your sprint to the bathroom is panicked, and you barely make it to the toilet in time before you're heaving up your lunch.

****

That man - he'd been drugged out of his mind, he'd had a collar on, as if he was some sort of pet. There'd been a puddle of drool under his face, and his eyes could barely focus on one thing at a time.

But the marks on his body, below the robe.

He wasn't there willingly. Not at all.

There's a knock at the door, and it's swinging open before you can chase them away.

Xiaolung.

"What do you want," you rasp as you lean heavily against the sink, fingers turning white as you grip the edge.

"Vivi was concerned when you ran off - she wanted me to come and check on you."

You scoff, rinsing your mouth and face before taking in a deep breath, calming yourself.

"I'm fine. I'm leaving, please get my coat."

You whisk past him. Or rather, you try to.

He grabs your forearm, fingers flexing against the smooth flesh.

"I'm sorry, but you can't leave yet."

You smack his hand away.

"You don't tell me what to do. I am leaving now."

"No. I'm sorry, but I can't allow it. Vivi will be upset if you leave now, and I cannot let that happen."

You glare up at him.

"Why are you so concerned with her feelings? You're her bodyguard, not her friend."

You see something in his eyes then, barely a flicker, but-

"Oh, give me a break. You love her? Her? Come on. She doesn't see you as anything more than a toy. You're on the exact same level as that man out there."

You roll your eyes and push past him, pausing for the briefest moment.

"People like Vivi and Mitsuki - they don't see see people like you as a people. They see you as tools. Thinking any differently is stupid. Why do you think I hate them so much?"

You leave without another word, waving off the various wait staff and guards as you speed out the building. Placating Vivi would be a problem for the future. For now, you wanted to get as far away from that wretched woman as possible.

Xiaolung stood where you left him, deep in thought.

He knew how Vivi and others like her viewed people like him. He knew that he was beneath her.

But you spoke as if you didn't believe the same thing.

He knew his devotion for her was blind and unbiased, but you - did you think he was worthy of something akin to respect? Did you view him as a person, as someone equal to you?

Regardless, he shouldn't let such thoughts overtake him. They were nothing more than a distraction from his work.

He wiped his mind of the memory of your words and your expression, and set of to find a distraught Vivi. Now he'd have to reassure her that her gift was kind and thoughtful.

****

He could hardly believe his ears.

Your father had bought him? Paid Vivi's father for ownership of him? Truly?

He had believed that his life was over. He'd failed his duty as a bodyguard, returned home with a heavy heart, accepting of his fate.

But to hear that you'd asked your father to bid for his life, to have him join you? That threw him off.

There was a catch. There had to be one.

"No catch. You work under me now."

"I- Very well."

He was prepared for the worst. You couldn't have been worse than Vivi, you couldn't have expected too much, right?

Except you were so... uncaring?

You didn't treat him badly, not by any stretch, quite the opposite. You treated him so normally. You didn't view him as a bodyguard, that much was certain.

For the first time in his life, he was just... there.

There were no expectations, no demands of his time or mind, his only job was to accompany you out in public. You barely left your apartment, so even that was a lax job.

He found himself drifting off in thought a lot, especially since there wasn't much else to do. He sat around your apartment, lounging on the couch or in your office, watching you walk around completing such menial tasks.

You were nothing like Vivi.

As time past, he began to realise that his feelings towards you were veering from appropriate admiration and respect as his employer, to something more perverse, almost obsessive.

His admiration for you, for how sweet and caring and amazing you were, it grew tenfold.

He grew to take his job very seriously. Keeping you safe and happy became his number one priority, one which you made very difficult to achieve.

You brushed off his concerns and scoffed at his caution. You lived in such a nonchalant way, acting as if he were the greatest inconvenience in your life.

He wished you'd listen to his worries, do as he says when he tells you it isn't safe. But shake your head in that disappointed way, looking at him as if you know something he doesn't.

It infuriates him.

It's also something he loves about you.

He chooses to protect you with his life not because it's his job, but because he loves you.

Well, not love.

It's too dirty of a feeling to be described as that.

Sometimes it frightens him - the lengths he's willing to go to, the things he's willing to do to keep you safe and happy.

Back when he worked for Vivi - a time he tried not to think about - he did whatever he was told to without question. He did it without thinking, no feelings or personal emotions involved in his actions.

Now, he does things of his own volition.

And he does it with fiery passion. Each movement is purposeful, made with the sole intention of protecting you.

You take it all in stride, never batting an eye at the intense look in his eyes or his flat tone.

His obsession is clear, though he hardly tries to hide it. Neither of you really seem to care though - you, because you hardly listen to his orders, and Xiaolung, because he rationalises it as him protecting you.

Overall, yandere Xiaolung isn't terrible, but only because you ignore the very obvious red flags. One word from you and most of his overbearing traits fall back for a while.

As long as you ignore his protectiveness and reign him in when he gets carried away, you'll be fine.

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lookismaddict · 1 year

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Lookism Chapter 431 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

Sorry for the late post, I had no idea that I was going to be a bit busy today. 🙏🏽 BUT GOD, THE SUSPENSE WAS KILLING ME FROM THE LAST CHAPTER. LET’S SEE WHO THE NEWEST MEMBER IS… 👀

I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!!!!! 😫😫😫😫

AND LOOK AT HIM, WEARING THE SAME CLOTHES AS TAESOO MA!!!! 😳 I think it was pretty obvious because Daniel Park did say that they’ll meet each other again.

HE’S EVEN WEARING THE SAME COAT AS TAESOO MA!!! And THAT’S the reason why he decided to join? Understandable. Eli Jang will eventually get his wake up call in the future. 😬

I miss this type of interaction between Jay and Daniel. It reminds me of the older Lookism chapters when they used to go to school and Daniel used to be the mediator. I’m just glad that we get to see Jay and Daniel together again, regardless if it’s Daniel in his OG body. 😭💞

OHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH, THE BADASSES ARE IN BUSINESS. ALL IN ONE CREW. 😎✨

ZACK BAHAHAHAHAHAHA. THIS HAD ME LMAAAAOOOOOO WHAT A MOOD.

BRUH. THESE PANELS OF SAMUEL BEING AN INSANE GOOF IS KILLING ME. 💀💀💀 HELP-

I honestly feel bad for him. He's been injected like TWICE so far. Wthhh 😭

OHHHHHH MY GOD. THAT TRANSITION???? HELLO??? IT’S ONE OF OUR FAV BLONDES!!!!! AHHHHHH I’VE BEEN WONDERING WHERE HE’S BEEN ALL THIS TIME.

PLEEEEASE, THE WAY HE’S WEAK FROM SHOTS BUT NOT WEAK FROM FIGHTING ANYONE.

THE BABY BAND-AID, I- SDHFJSDHFSJDFJSD HE’S SUCH A BABYYYYYYY. AHHHHHHHHHHH I CAN’T.

BROOOOO LOOK AT THIS FOOL. HE’S ALL GUCCI-ED OUT BRUH LIKE DAYUUUUUUM. His outfit could pay off my rent. (God, simping for this man is like a guilty pleasure. sheesh)

UMMMMM SIR. YOU’RE SAYING ALL OF THIS IN FRONT OF A DOCTOR????? Realistically, he’d call the police. Unless, if he’s affiliated with HNH Group or The Workers, thennnn... that’s probably why? IDK ANYMORE LMAO.

Also, tell me why I thought he was Seongjun Baek from Viral Hit for a second. 😂😂😂😂

Ummm... Are y’all REALLY going to talk about this right now?

WHILE YOU TWO ARE FALLING???????? 😰

Jake Kim, the GOAT. HE’S SUCH A GOOD GUY, AHHHHHHH. WE DON’T DESERVE JAKE. 😭😭😭😭 God, he’s such a kind soul. ❤️

She’s pretty and all, but I still resent her for what she did when she was still with the Workers. 😤

E W. LMAAOOOOOOOO NO.

PTJ really drawing pretty panels out here.

EWWWWWWW x2 LMFAAAAOOOOOO. GET FUCKED.

THIS IS SUCH A PRETTY SCENE ASDHFKJASDHFHJSDHF. DISNEY PRINCESS, WHO???? (Even though, I wouldn’t consider her as one because... yk... Wow, I really have mixed feelings about this.)

I guess they have their own “happy ending” even though Vivi doesn’t really deserve it imo lol.

JAMES LEE ALWAYS BE POPPIN WITH STYLE. HE SERVIN!!! 💅🏽

BRUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. PTJ REALLY GIVING US THESE ANGLES MAN. WTFFFFFFFFFFF???? BRO I CAN’T IMAGINE HOW THE JAMES LEE FANS MUST HAVE FREAKED OUT OVER THIS PANEL. HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA IM SOBBIN. 💀💀💀💀💀💀 (like, “Yes sir, let me sit on your lap.”)

For the James Lee simps: If you were to be there watching, what would you do? 😈

LMFAAAAOOOOOOO HE LOOKS SO FUNNY SITTING THERE, LEANING ONTO THAT LOW ASS CHAIR. WHY IS HE LEANING BACK LIKE THAT? BRUH I’M DEAD. 😭😭😭💀💀💀💀💀 HE LOOKS LIKE HE NEEDS TO TAKE A SHIT DURING THIS MEETING WITH EUGENE, SO HE HAD TO LEAN BACK JUST TO HOLD IT IN HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Ayo Eugene, you better tell him once he does his part of the deal. No games pls, bc you play too much. 😘

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