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shakespearian-love · 3 months ago
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Goodnight kisses with you ❦
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artemis32 · 2 years ago
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Hello I saw your 244 imagine and I loved it and if your still taking requests because I wasn’t sure can you do one where his girlfriend is really shy sensitive someone he can easily manipulate but for some reason he’s really wants to keep her around idk this thought just popped up into my head 😆
Yandere 244 II
this probably isn’t exactly what you wanted but i hope you like it anyway :)) spoilers for 244 (his name and all that jazz)
Also I'm on a roll with posting these drafts, damn
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There are many possibilities for when and where you met him, but for the sake of this specific question, let’s say you’re on the run.
Jinho sees all types of people trying to flee to South Korea. People of different social statuses, genders, ages, races, anyone and everyone. 
All of these people have one thing in common - they aren’t good people.
Cheaters, liars, thieves, murderers, stalkers. He’s seen them all.
He’s long since past the point of caring about any of them. Why would he have to? He kicks them off the boat after they’ve served their purpose. And it’s not as if they can complain either. It’s him or the government, or worse, the people they try so desperately to run from.
So many different people have crossed his path, and all of them have faced the same fate. Inevitably, all of them end up the same way. 
All of them, except for you.
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You were quiet. Reserved and withdrawn.
Not unusual in itself, plenty of girls your age were. Being self-conscious wasn’t strange. In fact, being hyperaware was a helpful trait to have in any scenario.
But it backfired. 
Being quiet and aware was fine, but it could easily be twisted into something darker. 
Anyone who knew you would say that you were shy, sweet and slightly anxious. Anyone who knew you would know that you could never do something like this. You knew you would never do something like this.
But all of the facts just happened to conveniently line up. Every last bit of evidence pointed to you.
Really, never in your life would you believe the fact that you were being considered as a murder suspect, but the facts didn’t lie, and apparently neither did the witnesses.
Regardless of whether you did it or not, you were in trouble.
And so, you were presented with two choices: accept the charges and go to prison for a crime you didn’t commit, or try and run.
You chose the latter.
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The interest he takes in you is immediate and crippling.
Something about you is just so alluring - you're so sweet, so soft. Oh, he gets so worked up just thinking about it.
Now, if pressed, he wouldn't be able to tell anyone what exactly had drawn him to you in the first place.
Maybe the way you were so glaringly out of place on his ship? Many different kinds of people came to him, looking for an escape - thieves, beggars, murderers, terrorists, cheaters. You were clearly none of those things, all skittish and shy, saying please and thank you to a bunch of criminals with a smile.
He could have laughed if it didn't infuriate him.
Maybe he was drawn in by the way you cared so deeply for people you hardly knew. One of his men got caught in the lowering net and got hurt? You were there, tending to his injuries. One of your fellow stowaways got food poisoning, made worse by sea sickness? You were by his side, handing him water and kind words while you rubbed his back.
You were so kind. Too kind.
It made him sick.
He wanted you all for himself. No one deserved your kindness but him.
Or maybe it was the way you quaked and cried when they started throwing people overboard.
Yes, that must have been it.
Well, not quite.
While it was true that they threw the stowaways overboard, and you stood there, plastered to the cabin door, all shaking legs and wobbly lips, what piqued his interest more than all that was the fact that you never once begged for them to spare you.
There was something to be said for your pride.
You were terrified, that much was clear - but you didn't beg them to let you live, or plead with him on your knees. You lifted your head and accepted your fate, not even letting out a scream or whimper.
Truly, he couldn't decide in that moment if he loved or hated you.
Love, apparently, if the present day were anything to go by.
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He liked dressing you in such small, scanty clothing. Really, the scraps of fabric he handed you when you arrived in his apartment could barely be called clothing at all.
Something about the way he stared at you made your bones itch. When his eyes followed you as you walked from the kitchen to the couch, the way his fingers prodded lazily at the thin fabric bunched up at your waist - you felt sick just thinking about it.
But that seemed to make him even more eager.
He always held it over your head - the fact that he provided for you, the fact that he chose to keep you safe and let you live.
Your clothing? He gave you.
The food you ate? He bought and prepared for you. Hell, he even fed you, as if you were a child. Though, you suspected that he did that only because he loved how flustered you'd become.
The bed you slept in? The house you lived in? The books you read and the hobbies you could enjoy peacefully?
Him.
You had it all because he gave it to you.
Because he cared for you.
Loved you.
The sentiment was lost on you.
What you hated more than his not so subtle manipulation though, had to be the way he taunted you when he didn't get his way.
He could be so cruel, commenting on how you'd gotten into this situation, saying that if you didn't start showing your appreciation, he might be forced to hand you over to the authorities.
That always made you cry.
But more than that, it made you pliant, willing.
For a while after he pulled that card, you wouldn't argue or fight back when he took what he wanted. That was his trump card, one that he didn't play very often, mainly because you'd be all teary and anxious for at least a few weeks after that.
But that's why he loved you.
You were just so fun to play with, to tease and work up and break down.
And the best part of it was that, at the end of it all, you'd still treat him so kindly. You'd still crawl into bed and cuddle up to him, still kiss him gently, just how you knew he liked it.
Because despite the fact that majority of your situation was his fault, you were grateful.
You were grateful that he'd taken you in and chosen to protect you.
He took care of you, and you took care of him.
And if you were to ask him why he did it?
Well, because he loved you, of course. And the things he loved deserved the best.
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daily-gaston · 9 months ago
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yours-trudy · 1 year ago
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SLOW DOWN, TRUDY.
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catismylife · 11 months ago
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#244
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dragon-a-day · 3 months ago
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gentle giant
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daily-ethoslab · 2 years ago
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(◕_◕)🎉 [244]
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steddieficfind · 1 year ago
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Hey I’m looking for a fic I started reading on tumblr where Steve enjoyed dnd cause of his cousin but when he tried signing up for hellfire his freshman year Eddie wouldn’t let him join then years later he finds Steve’s dnd books (and that’s when the app crashed and I lost the fic and can’t find it anymore help)
Request 244! Send me an ask if you recognize this fic!
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