#Jeon Jae-Joon x reader

[vanilladollette]

Yandere Jeon Jae-Joon x reader headcanons

Jae-Joon’s attachment to you runs deep, and he considers you his—no one else is allowed to even come close to you.

His “love” is not pure but rather something that ties you to him—he believes you’ll be lost without him and works hard to make you believe it too.

The moment another person—especially a man—shows interest in you, Jae-Joon becomes unhinged.

He will make the person disappear entirely, seeing any form of attention you get as a threat.

If he needs to get violent, he will get violent.

He has no problem getting his hands dirty.

Jae-Joon doesn’t openly threaten you, but his words and actions carry an underlying menace.

He’ll make it clear that your life could be ruined if you step out of line, reminding you that he holds power over you.

If you ever question his behavior, he’ll twist the narrative to make you feel like you’re imagining things or overreacting. His gaslighting skills ensure that you remain uncertain about your own feelings and perceptions.

While he loves you, he also enjoys the power he holds over you. He doesn’t shy away from making you fear him if it means keeping you in line. His tone can shift from affectionate to chillingly threatening in seconds.

This was a request but I lost it.

[paroslineage]

Best Served Cold

Oneshot

Featuring : Jeon Jae-joon x Platonic!Daughter!Reader.

Summary : When Jae-joon receives an unknown mail, he doesnt know what horrifying things lie in the tiny pendrive he received.

TW : ATTEMPTED HARASSMENT, BAD LANGUAGE, EXPLETIVES, MENTIONS OF TORTURE, JAE-JOON COMES WITH HIS OWN WARNINGS, DARK THEMES.

Do not read if you feel uncomfortable with the above terms given.

The characters do not belong to me except the reader. This is an original plot idea do not steal or modify the scenario created down below.

Masterlist.

The kindergarten was hosting its annual photo day, and the atmosphere was light with the sound of giggling children. You, dressed in a pristine navy and white kindergarten uniform, were excited, twirling around as the teacher, Mr. Chu, organized the students into groups. However, there was something unsettling about the way his camera lingered, snapping photos at odd moments when no one else was paying attention.

Mr. Chu's behavior had always been peculiar, but today he seemed especially fixated, taking candid pictures of you and other little girls without any explanation. Unbeknownst to anyone, he stored these photos on a small, encrypted chip for his his own pleasure of viewing.

That evening, Jae-joon returned home after a long day, immediately lighting a cigarette as he stepped into the luxurious living room. When he noticed a small envelope on the coffee table with no sender, his curiosity piqued. He ripped it open to find a tiny chip pendrive inside, along with a letter reading,

'you are her real father, so i thought you should know about this.' - anonymous.

His curiosity rising even more, he took his tablet and inserted the tiny pendrive into the charging cable and took a seat on his lavish couch.

What he saw was horrifying to say the least.

There were minimum 100 inappropriate upskirt photos of countless young innocent girls from the kindergarten, including yours.

His cigarette dropped from his lips and into the glass of whiskey he was drinking along with.

His nose flared in silent rage as he browsed more and eventually stumbled upon a 2 minute video of you, to which he wated no time on clicking.

the video began with you running cutely towards the monkey bars with the camera following your pace.

To which Jae-joon smiled widely at your cute waddling but that quickly turned into a dangerous scowl when the camera panned up into your skirt from below as you climbed clumsily about the monkey bars and heard a deep chuckle from the video's audio.

His knuckles grew white with how tightly he was holding the tablet in his hand wanting to bash that bastard's face into shambles but his eyes softened when the in-video you turned around to wave cutely and happily at the camera and as you were about to get down, unbeknownst to you the camera again panned upskirt and Jae-joon caught a glimpse of your cute bear bloomers.

All he saw was red, as he stood up knocking away the glass of whiskey along with the submurged cigarette onto the glass table top.

Jae-joon seethed, how dare that pathetic excuse of a pervert commit such heinous crime and that too especially with you, his sweet babygirl?

He immediately removed the pendrive and threw it on the floor, enraged and growled mencingly

"Just wait you son of a bitch i'm coming to get you."

As he got into his lavish car speeding down the highway, there was only one motive he had and that was

To beat the absolute shit out of Mr. Chu and disfugure that fucker.

[meadowfics]

blueberry

jeon jae-joon x f!vaper!reader

jae-joon is obsessed with you and the scent of your office

this is a request from @dyingofcookies <3

your office always smelled like blueberry.

jae-joon hated it.. well, maybe he didn’t. maybe he just hated how much he liked it, how it clung to the air, to your clothes, to your lip.. gosh the lips he had spent way too much time staring at, wondering if they’d taste as sweet as they smelled.

you? you were completely unbothered, leaning back in your chair, fingers tapping idly against the desk as you took another slow drag from your vape.

"you know," jae-joon mused, hands shoved into his pockets as he leaned against your office door, "that shit’s gonna kill you one day."

you exhaled, blowing a thin cloud of smoke in his direction without even looking up.

"and yet, here you are, breathing it in anyway. second hand smoking is also a health risk, you know?"

he smirked.

"maybe i just like watching you put things in your mouth."

you rolled your eyes.

"jesus, jae-joon. do you ever stop?"

"not when it comes to you."

that made you pause, finally lifting your gaze to meet his.

he took the opening, stepping closer, his eyes gleaming with something cocky, something dangerous.

"are you stupid?" he asked, voice dropping just slightly.

your brows furrowed.

"excuse me?"

he tilted his head, running his tongue over his teeth before leaning down, close enough that you could smell the faint traces of his cologne.

"i’ve been making advances on you for months," he muttered.

"and you just sit there, acting like you don’t notice."

your lips curled, something sharp playing at the edges of your smirk.

"oh, i noticed," you said, taking another slow pull from your vape before exhaling just past his face.

"i just don’t care."

jae-joon's jaw twitched before he quickly leaned in and kissed you.

it was sudden, impatient, his fingers gripping your jaw as his lips crashed against yours. you should’ve shoved him off. should’ve slapped that smug expression off his face.

you didn’t.

instead, you kissed him back, letting him press you further into your chair as his hands slid down your waist.

all he could taste was the blueberry scent of your vape, sweet and addicting, just like you.

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[won1eluv]

Heya! I saw that you write about the glory, my new hyperfixation besides squid game lol anyways. I was wondering if you can just write about jae-jun x chubby, curvy female reader headcanon Thank you! ♡

(Smut.. Please 👁👁)

(Hopefully I'm not going too specific here just a little warm up for you, and also please don't rush, always take your time boo ♡)

jae-jun x chubby!reader nsfw headcanons!

a/n: thank you for your request🤍 I hope I wrote something you liked. enjoy reading!

⌕ jae-jun is obsessed with things perfect and you are the perfect example for him.

⌕ he never hesitates to look at your striking features. touching you in public, whispering dirty words in your ear and then looking at your shy face are some of his favorite things to do.

⌕ he loves to watch you try on clothes at his specialty store Siesta. after he makes leave all the employees around you, you can guess what's coming next after a while.

"take off your clothes."

that’s all he commands. he’ll make sure to touch you after he’s gotten his own pleasure as he stares at you hungrily before trying on your outfit. “you feel amazing under my hands… now turn around so I can look at you properly.”

⌕ sometimes he'll just ask you to strip and just going to stare at you. after taking a sip of his drink and looking you up and down, he can't hold himself back anymore.

he's just obsessed with watching you. he likes to observe your movements, look at your facial expressions, think about how your curved body lines feel. as i said, he is obsessed with perfect things and one of those obsessions is you.

⌕ change my mind but this guy is a total 'ass man'. he likes to fuck you doggystyle after the romantic moments you spend in the back of the store.

⌕ if you are sensitive about it he will try to restrain himself but he likes to say harsh dirty words. that's just his nature, we all know what he was like in high school.

⌕ when he is jealous... good luck to that guy in life, and for you, i hope you regain the ability to walk from that day on.

because i don't think he will stop no matter how much you beg.

he likes the redness that comes out after he spanks your ass hard. he will also squeeze your neck in a way that is not too painful but more arousing. he just wants you to know that you belong to him and he will do everything to make you know that.

"if you look into that man's eyes again he won't have any eyes to look at, you understand?"

⌕ yes he's toxic most of the time but after sex he'll tell you how he loves every part of your body and give you little kisses where it hurts. afterwards if he hit your ass too hard he'll offer to give you a little massage (which is basically an excuse for him to touch your ass again but whatever)

[petersasteria]

Little Matchmakers - Park Sung-hoon

Pairing: Teacher!Park Sung-hoon x Teacher!Reader Summary: AU in which both of you are teachers to little kids who happen to be really good matchmakers

A/N: Not many people write abt him and he's such a great actor! so, here's my first PSH fic <3 big thanks to @thisisntmyrightera for inspiring me!!

Running around, combing someone's hair, and packing yourself some extra snacks isn't what you expected when you became a teacher. It was tiring (and difficult) to teach little ones who are only learning how to be... well-functioning humans, but you were immensely grateful that you'd be a part of shaping who they are.

You absolutely adored children and being a pediatrician didn't pique your interest as much as being a teacher. You couldn't bare sharing bad news, especially if you were a doctor. So, being a teacher made sense to you.

You loved the school you were working at and you loved your co-workers. It's a very pleasant place to start your career. As for your personal life, you didn't feel the need to have a relationship because you were too immersed in your work to care about going on dates.

However, your little ones had other ideas. It didn't take long for you to catch on to what they're doing. It all started when you had a family emergency and asked the other teacher, Park Sung-hoon, to watch your class for a while.

Thankfully, he said yes and went in your classroom right after you left.

"Where's Ms. Y/N going?" one student asked.

"Oh, she had to go out for a while, but she'll be back in an hour or so." Sung-hoon smiled as he took a seat on your chair. Before you left, you told him that it was arts & crafts time and you'll be back by recess. "Ms. Y/N will be back at recess to join you." He said sweetly.

One of your students, Jae, raised his hand. Sung-hoon smiled and motioned for him to speak. "Yes?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Jae asked with an innocent look on his face.

Sung-hoon chuckled at the question and shook his head. "No, I don't. I don't have time for a girlfriend because I'm too busy with work."

"But do you want to have a girlfriend?" Jae asked.

"Sure, why not?" Sung-hoon smiled before standing up to walk around and look at their artworks.

Jae looked at his friends whom he shared a table with and whispered, "Ms. Y/N doesn't have a boyfriend."

"Yeah, and he doesn't have a girlfriend. Maybe they could be together." Hana said in a hushed voice and everyone agreed.

During recess, all your kids gathered in one spot to discuss their little plan and by the time you got back, they all dispersed in the playground.

After that, your kids did everything they could to get you and Mr. Sung-hoon together. They even made sure you and him sat next to each other at the school's foundation day event.

After weeks of your kids trying, you began to understand what they were doing. You were at the grocery store when you realized this and you smiled to yourself thinking about how your kids came up with their crazy plan. Your wondering stopped when your cart bumped into someone else's cart. You looked up and saw Sung-hoon.

He laughed and looked around, causing you to do the same. "Your kids didn't set you up to do grocery shopping too, right?" He joked.

You laughed. "No, they didn't. Thank god you noticed it too! This is so insane."

"Right? It's crazy what kids can come up with." Sung-hoon shook his head, chuckling.

"That's true."

"Hey, do you want to get some coffee later? I mean, if you're free... later.... after doing groceries." Sung-hoon cleared his throat.

"Oh, sure! I mean, we can accompany each other now, then we can pay, and we can go to the coffee shop nearby." You suggested.

"That sounds like a plan!" He grinned and motioned for you to walk first. Maybe your kids' plan wasn't such a bad idea after all.

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A/N: lmao sorry if it sucked

[svetamillss]

Headcanons: Jeon Jae Joon is in love with you🖤

Featuring: Jeon Jae Joon x Reader(f)

Warnings: Bullying, yandere guy

A/N: I'm sorry that I'm not publishing a work on SG. I just wanted to diversify my blog somehow. If you like this job, I will be happy!

🖤🖤🖤

School years

• It all started after Dong Eun dropped out of school. Yeon Jin immediately found a new victim. And it was you. She also mocked you with her company. Jae Joon was always on the sidelines and laughed at the way his girlfriend humiliated you. But everything will change in the future.

• Once you saw how the guy beat his classmate again because he insulted his eyes and laughed at color blindness. You even felt sorry for Joon, despite the fact that he was your bully. You decided to come up and support him. You waited until he was left alone and quietly approached.

- Jae Joon..

- Fuck! What do you need, bitch?

• He screamed and very loudly, you were scared, but you continued anyway.

- I wanted to say..don't pay attention to what people say. I mean..that there is nothing wrong that you are different from others..you have beautiful eyes and your color blindness is just your feature, you don't need to listen to insults about it, they don't understand anything and it's low to condemn a person for the fact that he didn't even choose at birth.

• After your words, you quickly ran away, leaving the guy alone. He just looked after you, processing the words you told him.

• He realized that you were the only person who told him such a thing. With this act, you changed his attitude towards you. But don't think it means that you're saved, it means you have your guardian demon. After all, he was very interested in you and he looked at you differently.

• The next day, he told Yeon Jin and the others to leave you alone and threatened that if they did something to you, he would kill them.

• He didn't beat or touch you, he didn't use physical violence against you, only moral violence. He could humiliate you with his words, and then laugh at your reaction.

• He forbids everyone to touch you, and if someone offends you, Joon will beat that man until he barely breathes, lying in a pool of his blood.

• You are only his. No one dares to look at you anymore.

• His friends didn't understand his behavior, especially Jin, as he began to cool off to her.

• He had one answer to all the questions: "FUCK YOU!"

• He watched your every step. He watched from afar as you walked home from school or from some store, he was always next to you, but you didn't suspect it.

• He scared all your gentlemen to such an extent that many were afraid to just approach you.

• He doesn't want you to understand that it's his business, so he tries by all means to hide his guilt.

Adult life

• He didn't leave you alone, he also kept you close to him.

• He arranged you in his store and ordered you to fulfill his requests, but you were not like Son Myeong Oh, he treated you more carefully and did not ask you to do something difficult.

• He made that you had nowhere to live, and then offered you to stay with him. He wants you to always be there for him.

- Why do you want me to move in with you? I'm just your classmate, we're not even friends.

- You shouldn't care about it. If you don't want to live in a dump, then agree to my offer.

• He knew you would agree. He knows how to manipulate you.

• When everyone found out that you lived with him, they were in complete shock, especially Yeon Jin

- Why are you to take care of her?! Did you fall in love with her??? Did you trade this me for this worthless bitch?!?!

- Don't you dare call her that. It's none of your business what I feel for her, leave us alone.

• He also secretly spoils your dates with other men. He can't let you leave him.

• He continues to follow you and will always do so. After all, you are only him.

• Joon realized a long time ago that he was in love with you, but he believes that this is how you need to show your love.

• He will probably never admit your feelings to you, because Joon knows that you will refuse, so he will enjoy you at a distance.

🖤🖤🖤

[dynaloy]

The Misunderstanding

"You're the love of my life"

❯ summary: Park Sung-Hoon misinterprets a situation involving you and another man, leading to a heated argument. You try to clear the air and maintain a respectful co-parenting relationship but your famous baby daddy has a certain obsession with you.

❯ pairings: Park Sung-Hoon x fem!reader

❯ words: 2.0k

"You can't be serious," Park Sung-Hoon's voice was tight through phone, his eyes narrowed as he studied you across the crowded room. His grip on the champagne flute was so tense, you thought it might shatter.

"I'm not," you replied, trying to keep the frustration out of my own voice. you had been here before, but never in public, never in front of his colleagues. The air had their curious glances and whispers.

"Then why are you with him?" He nodded towards Mark, a producer from your office who had approached for a work-related discussion. Mark's eyes darted between you, sensing the tension but blissfully unaware of its source.

"It's just business," you said calmly, trying to ignore the heat rising in your cheeks. "You know Mark. He's just talking shop."

Sung-Hoon's jaw clenched, and he took a step closer. "You know what everyone else sees, don't you?" His words were a low growl, meant only for you. "They see my baby's mother with another man. What kind of message does that send?"

"What message are you talking about?" you shot back, your patience wearing thin. "We're just colleagues discussing a project. Our daughter is the only thing we share, remember?"

The room seemed to close in around you, the hum of conversation fading to background noise. His gaze was intense, searching your face for something, anything that would confirm his fears or allay them.

"I know what I see," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "And it's not just about tonight. It's about the way you've been acting lately. The secret phone calls, the late nights at the office."

"What are you implying?" you took a step back. "You can't honestly believe that."

He took a deep breath, visibly struggling to keep his emotions in check. "I don't know what to believe anymore," he admitted, his voice ragged. "But I won't let you take Soo-Min away from me. She's all I have."

The mention of your daughter was like a knife to your heart. "You think I would do that?" you whispered, hurt and disbelief etched on my features.

"I don't know," he said, his eyes searching mine. "But I can't ignore it."

The weight of his words hit you like a ton of bricks. This was more than a simple misunderstanding; it was a culmination of fears and insecurities that had been festering beneath the surface for months. Sung-Hoon's life had changed so much since your fateful encounter. The paparazzi, the adoring fans, the constant scrutiny – it had all taken a toll on him, and it was clear that he was now projecting his own fears onto you.

You looked at Mark, who had tactfully excused himself, sensing the tension. He gave you an apologetic look before retreating to the safety of the crowd. Turning back to Sung-Hoon, you took a deep breath to gather your thoughts. "We need to talk," you said firmly. "But not here."

He followed you outside, the cool evening air a stark contrast to the heated atmosphere inside. You led the way to a quiet spot under the soft glow of a streetlamp. Once out of earshot, you faced him, hands on your hips. "I have never given you a reason to doubt me," you said, your voice steady despite the turmoil of emotions within. "I have always put Soo-Min first, even when it meant sacrificing my own happiness."

Sung-Hoon looked away, his expression a tumultuous mix of anger, hurt, and regret. "I know," he finally said, his voice a hoarse whisper. "But it's hard when it looks like he is fucking you."

You flinched at his crude words. "What are you talking about?"

He took another step closer, the warmth of his breath mingling with the cool night air. "The way he looks at you," he said, his voice thick with accusation. "The way he touches your arm when he laughs. It's all so… intimate."

You felt a spark of anger ignite in your chest. "You're my biggest regret," you spat out, the words surprising even you with their venom. "The night I let you into my bed was the worst mistake of my life."

Sung-Hoon's expression fell, his handsome features twisting into a grimace of pain. "So you regret Soo-Min too?" His voice cracked, the accusation heavy in the air.

You felt a wave of anger and sadness wash over you. "How could you say that?" you exclaimed, your voice shaking. "Soo-Min is the best thing that ever happened to me, the only thing good to come out of that night!"

Sung-Hoon's eyes searched yours, looking for truth in the words that you had thrown at him. His grip on the champagne flute tightened further, until a single drop of liquid trickled down the stem and onto his hand. "Really?" he asked, his voice strained. "Didn't look like it when you were moaning my name, telling me how good I made you feel, and you even had my baby… "

You slapped him before you could stop yourself. The sound echoed through the quiet night, leaving an uncomfortable silence between you. The sting of your palm on his cheek was a stark reminder of the line that had just been crossed. His eyes widened in shock.

"I regret nothing about Soo-Min," you said through gritted teeth. "But I regret having talked to you and letting you get close to me, letting you come into my house and take advantage of me. I never wanted a relationship with you I was focused on my work, that's why I came to Korea."

Sung-Hoon's eyes searched yours, the accusation hanging in the air. His hand came up to touch the red mark on his cheek, and you could see the realization dawn on his face. "Is that what you think?" he murmured, his voice barely audible. "That I used you?"

You didn't answer, the anger still simmering just beneath the surface. You felt the weight of the last few years, the endless photo shoots, interviews, and scandal articles that had painted you as the villain in his love life. The countless nights you had spent alone, raising your daughter while he basked in the spotlight.

"Look, I don't know what's going on in your head," you said, trying to keep your voice even. "But I can't do this. I can't have you accusing me of things that aren't true, and I won't let you drag Soo-Min into your mess."

Sung-Hoon's gaze softened, and he took a step closer, reaching out to touch your arm. "I know," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "I'm sorry. I just can't help it. You're the love of my life."

You stared at his hand on your arm, feeling a tornado of emotions whirl within you. "Don't say that," you pleaded, your voice trembling. "You can't keep putting this on me. I have a life too, and I can't live in the shadow of your obsession."

Sung-Hoon's hand fell away, and he took a step back, looking at you with a mix of confusion and desperation.

"I'm not obsessed," he said, his voice low and defensive. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one with shaky hands. The flame from the lighter cast an orange glow across his furrowed brow as he took a deep drag, passing his free hand through his hair in agitation. The smoke curled around him like a shroud, obscuring his features for a brief moment before dissipating into the night. "I just want to be with you."

You watched him, the anger in his eyes mirrored in the fiery tip of his cigarette. "We had an agreement," you reminded him, your voice firm. "For Soo-Min's sake, we'd keep our personal feelings separate. You're breaking that."

Sung Hoon took a long drag, the end of the cigarette glowing brightly before he exhaled a plume of smoke into the night. "I know," he said, his voice thick with regret. "But every time I see you with someone else, it feels like you're slipping away from me."

You sighed, the weight of his words settling heavily in your chest. "You know that's not true," you said softly. "I'm not with anyone. I'm just trying to live my life, to give Soo-Min the best I can."

Sung Hoon's gaze didn't leave yours, the embers of his cigarette burning a small, fiery hole in the quiet night. "But what if I want to be the one to give her the best?" he asked, his voice cracking. "What if I want to be more than just a father who sends child support?"

You felt the sting of his words, the accusation in them hitting a nerve. "You know that's not fair," you replied, your voice firm but laced with sadness. "We agreed on this for a reason. You have your career, and I have mine."

Sung Hoon took a deep breath, the cigarette trembling slightly between his fingers. "I know," he said, his voice filled with regret. "But sometimes I just can't help but wish things were different." He took a step closer, the warmth of his body reaching you despite the cool evening air. "Do you ever think about us?"

You felt a lump form in your throat, the memories of your brief but intense romance rushing to the surface. "Of course I do," you admitted, your voice barely a whisper. "But we can't change the past. We have to focus on Soo-Min."

His eyes searched yours, and for a moment, you saw the raw vulnerability that had drawn you to him all those years ago. "I know," he said, taking one last drag from his cigarette before flicking it away.

You felt the weight of his gaze, the unspoken words hanging in the air between you. You knew he was right; you had to focus on Soo-Min. But it was hard when the man you had once loved was standing so close, his presence a potent reminder of the passion that had once consumed you both.

"Let's go back inside," you said, your voice firm but gentle. "We can talk more about this when we're not at an event."

Sung Hoon nodded, his gaze still locked on yours, and you felt a pang of regret for the accusations that had flown. He looked so lost, so hurt, and you knew that this was not the man you had fallen for, but a man who had been consumed by his fears and the weight of his fame.

You turned on your heel and began walking back to the event, the sound of your heels clicking against the pavement echoing in the stillness. As you approached the entrance, you called for your driver, your heart racing. You needed space, to think and breathe without the suffocating pressure of his accusations.

As the car pulled away from the curb, you couldn't help but glance back at him. He was still standing under the streetlamp, staring after you with a mix of anger and despair. You knew that look; it was the same one he had worn the night you had told him you were pregnant. The same look he had when he had realized that his world was about to be forever changed.

Sung Hoon saw you going and called one of his bitches just to realease a quick nut and then he pretended to be busy with work for the rest of the night. He had to deal with his emotions alone, the crowd inside was no match for the storm he was feeling.

The ride home was a blur of lights and sounds that you barely registered. You were lost in thought, replaying the conversation in your mind, searching for a way to mend the rift that had opened between you. When you arrived, you found Soo-Min fast asleep, her small form nestled under her blanket, her face serene in the moonlight filtering through the window. the babysitter gave you a knowing look as she handed over the house keys. She had seen the news, the whispers, and the glares at events.

You knew that the situation had to change, for her sake if nothing else. You couldn't keep letting Sung-Hoon's insecurities affect your relationship, especially when it came to Soo-Min.

I'm thinking about making a sequel, maybe a part 2, would you like it?

[the-expired-tofu]

The Devil's Trumpets | Pt. 5

|| A 'The Glory' fanfic || MINORS DNI [18+]

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a/n: Hey there, this is my first time writing a fan fiction. I might change a few things in my fictions later on. Also, my English isn't my first language so my writing might lack some fluency. Hope you enjoy :)

trigger warnings: lots of swearing, bullying, murder, gore, depression, abuse, mature content, violence, sexual themes.

pairing: reader x multi

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Moon Dong-Eun

I’ve been a great help to Y/N for quite many days. I finished tutoring Min-hee and helped her get into the Semyeong Elementary School. On the other hand, I helped Y/N move into her new apartment. After finishing helping her settle, I got her the job at the convenience store. The old lady was really nice and that she told us that she was in need of another helper since she couldn’t handle everything all alone. All the supplies for the school and the transportation services were done by me.

After everything was done, I brought Y/N to my apartment. She was caught off-guard due to all the pictures of them attached to the walls in front of her.

“You did quite the research, didn’t you? You weren’t kidding back then when you told me you tracked each and every step they took,” she said as she slowly approached a picture of the group together in their teens. She was reading the sticky notes that I attached on some of the pictures when she saw a polaroid of her when she was young, followed by few other pictures of her from the current time, along with her niece. She also saw a few photos of her families before and after they separated. She stood in front of those and rubbed her finger gently on an image of a girl I believe was her sister.

“You didn’t leave me out as well,” she said as she turned around to meet my eyes. “I have every reason to be mad at you, Dong-eun, but at the same time, I don’t. I can simply report you to the police for stalking me and immediately put an end to your years’ effort, but at the same time, I can’t. I can easily walk out of this place and quit participating in your plan, but I don’t wish to. Because I trust you, Moon Dong-Eun. Not only am I risking my own life, but also Min-hee’s life. Once they find out about her, they will use her against me as my weakness. So make sure you prove me wrong and help us not get caught.”

After hearing those words from her, that’s when I knew I did the right thing involving her in this. She’s aware of the environment she’s getting herself into and knows how to take the necessary precautions, and not just an airhead with the lust for revenge.

“I knew you would feel this way once you notice those pictures. But I couldn’t help it either. When we were in school, you never bought a cell-phone for yourself. So it was quite difficult to track you down.”

“I would rather call it stalking than tracking down, Dong-eun,” she said as she turned away from me to look back at those images. I couldn’t say anything since she made a fair point. But I didn’t have any other choice either.

“I don’t recognize her. Who’s she?” She points out to a picture of Hyeon-nam.

“That’s Kang Hyeon-nam. She works for me as my assistant. She’s the one who helped me land the job as a homeroom teacher. She’s also the one who ‘stalked’ you.”

“Huh, interesting,” she said as she removed her finger from the picture and placed her hands inside her pockets. “I would like to get to know her.”

“You will when the time is right.”

I walk towards the kitchen as she moves from the wall to the window, her eyes never taking it off of those images.

I placed a small security camera at the top shelf in my kitchen, making it unnoticeable, and connected it with my phone. I took out another small box that contained another security camera and handed it to Y/N.

“There’s a possibility of them finding out about our address once they get to know about our plans. So take this, and install this somewhere where nobody will notice it. And don’t be surprised when one of them or all of them enters your house when nobody’s there.”

“Alright,” she takes it from my hand and puts it back into her satchel.

“Come on, let’s go to the roof.”

“The roof?”

“Yeah, I want to show you something.”

“Okay,” she walks past me towards my door. I unlock the door open as she busies herself in putting her shoes back on. As we got outside, I locked it behind me and walked towards the elevator. 

We got inside the elevator and pushed the button to go upwards.

“Did you get the invitation for the Alumni Awards?”

“Sorry, what?”

“The Alumni Awards ceremony at Sung-han High. It’s in a few days.”

“Oh yeah maybe I did. I haven’t checked it yet.”

“Am thinking of going.”

“Wait, they’re going to be there too, wouldn’t they?”

“Yes. You need to come as well.”

“What’s the use? We aren’t even getting any awards?”

“It’s not about awards, Y/N, it’s a game of intimidation.”

She kept staring at me as if I said something illegal that deserves life in prison. We didn’t talk for a while.

The elevator came to an abrupt halt and the doors slowly opened before us. We stepped outside and climbed few more stairs to finally get to the roof.

It was a beautiful evening with the sun just setting, the color of the sky a perfect hue of flame. We came near the edge that overlooked the houses that stretched far beyond our vision. The tall buildings at far distances created just the flawless silhouette I’ve ever witnessed. Everything about Semyeong just felt so beautiful at the moment. I never took some time for myself to appreciate how exquisite this place this. The ordeals I faced here, never actually gave me any time to appreciate anything about my life.

“You see the house there?” I points to the one nearby.

“Yeah, what about it?”

“That’s where Yeon-jin lives.”

The perfect moment she was in immediately faded when she heard her name.

“That’s where she lives?”

“Yes. Ha Ye-sol, Ha Do-yeong, Park Yeon-jin, all under the same roof.”

She looked at me with her bewildered eyes, a face of the scared.

“But-then why did you buy this apartment? Wont they find out easily?”

“Not so easily Y/N, she has no clue whatsoever. She still thinks that she can get away with anything. She never learns.”

She looks back at the house. The lights on the road and inside the house lit up as it got darker. We didn’t talk for a while. The sun had set a while ago. Everything is just happening so fast, it’s making me feel overwhelmed, but I didn’t think of telling that to Y/N, otherwise she would be scared too, almost like how a mother deep down feels scared for their children but acts like there’s nothing wrong, just for them to not get scared.

It’s been my dream, for so many years, to stand here and watch over all of them, behaving as if they did absolutely nothing wrong, as if, they can get away with anything they want. Little do they know, that am right here, right in front of them, to prove them wrong.

“The day I dropped out from Sung-han High, I went to meet them, at the gym.”

She removed her hands from the edge and turned to look at me.

“What?”

“Yes. That day, I felt something new, some kind of new change in myself, something a bit evil.”

“Evil?”

“Yes. Almost like, the end of their reign, but a beginning of my hell.”

“What happened that day?”

“That day, was the only day I entered the gym voluntarily. Nobody forcibly dragged me there, I went in completely on my own. I remember so clearly, as I walked in, Hye-jeong started walking away from me, as if she was scared of me. But I ignored her, and went straight to Yeon-jin, sitting at her usual place. The weirdest part is, we talked about our dreams.”

“Dreams?”

“Yeah, they submitted their “dreams” at Cyworld, and I read all of them, told them about those that day. Yeon-jin dreamt of becoming a wise mother and a wife, Choi Hye-jeong dreamt of becoming a stewardess, Jeon Jae-joon wanted to own the golf course, and Lee Sa-ra dreamt of being an artist. Obviously, they asked me about my dream as well.”

“So what did you say then?”

“Yeon-jin,” I said with a pause. “I told her that she was my dream, and that I really wish to meet her again.”

“So all of our dreams finally came true.”

“Indeed. And I wish to bring them to their knees and show them no mercy.”

She turned around to look at me again, but I didn’t. I haven’t taken my eyes off of that house.

“Does Ha Do-yeong have the slightest idea that he married a monster?”

“He doesn’t, but he will soon. And so will Ha Ye-sol. I wish to isolate her to the point that the people she holds dear, the ones who covered up her crimes, will give up on her. Soon then she will feel like the only human on this planet, she would become completely transparent. All of her crimes and secrets will show up and she will rot in hell. Nobody will ever even think, of helping her. You can never change a monster, Y/N, never.”

She stares at me for a while and then looks away. The air was filled with aroma of the potted plants behind us.

“Do you wanna know what Myeong-oh’s dream was?”

“What?”

“To become rich.”

She began eyeing me from the side when we burst into laughters. When was the last time I laughed like this?

We took a breather to stop ourselves from more laughing. It was quite hilarious how Myeong-oh dreamt of becoming rich yet here he is, working as Jae-joon’s lackey.

“Alright then. I guess I’ll see you on the awards day.”

“Yeah.”

We went back the same way we came to the roof. Climbed down the little flight of stairs and got into an elevator to the ground floor.

I saw her out and got her a cab. As I went up to my apartment, I was thinking of how I could have told her about the meeting I had with Myeong-oh few days ago. I will tell her when the timing is right. I bribed him enough to keep him in suspense—he will also be the one to know who murdered Yoon So-hee, hopefully.

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Pt. 6 will be out soon

[vxnzcelnn]

Guys i made another fanfiction, but it's about Jeon Jae-Joon arfghhhh

I think you'd like this story: "Tainted Obsession " by moon_joooo on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/389624812?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=moon_joooo

[vanilladollette]

More of jae-jun pls! 🥹🤍

Silent Confessions

Pairing: Jeon Jae-Joon x reader

Summary: Jeon Jae-Joon, who secretly had a crush on you in high school, sees you years later in his store, only to learn you're now engaged. Heartbroken but hiding his feelings, he regrets never confessing his love as you leave, realizing it’s too late now.

A/n: Jae-Joon may have been too ooc. I don't know. I didn't occur to me if you wanted headcanons or not but here is more Jae-Joon.

If someone had ask Jae-joon if he has any regrets, he'll say no but deep down, he does. One. It was him not confessing his feelings for you. He had fallen in love with you back in High school. He was madly in love with you. However, he never confessed his feelings for you. Not once. He never knew why he didn't confess his feelings for you. Maybe he felt you deserved better or feared you would turn him down.

Whatever the reason it was, Jae-Joon didn't confess to you. It was the only regret he had. The only regret that ate him up at night.

Jae-joon told himself that if he ever got the chance to see you one more time, he would confess his feelings for you.

It was until one day, Jae-Joon sees a familiar figure walked through the door of his store. His heart skipped a beat as he recognized you immediately.

You had changed in subtle ways—your hair was a little longer, your style more polished—but your presence still held the same warmth that had once captivated him. His breath caught in his throat as he watched you browse through the store, his mind racing with memories of the days when he had admired you from afar in high school.

Jae-joon watched you as you moved through the store, his heart heavy with emotions he’d buried long ago. He couldn’t help but notice the changes—the way you carried yourself with a quiet confidence, the soft smile that still seemed to reach your eyes, and the faint glow of happiness surrounding you. Despite the years that had passed, you were still the person he had secretly fallen for in high school, and now, here you were, standing in front of him again.

He cleared his throat, trying to steady himself. It was hard to think clearly with the rush of feelings flooding his mind. Gathering all the courage he could muster, he took a few steps forward and greeted you, his voice betraying just a hint of nervousness. "Hey, it's been a long time."

You turned toward him with a smile, your eyes lighting up with recognition. "Jae-joon!" you said warmly, the sound of your voice like a familiar melody to him. "Wow, I didn’t expect to run into you here. How’ve you been?"

He managed a small smile, though it felt forced. "Good, good. Been keeping busy," he replied, unsure of what to say next. The words he had rehearsed in his mind for so long—everything he had wanted to confess to you—felt distant now.

You started to chat, casually catching up as if no time had passed, but Jae-joon couldn’t focus on the words. All he could think about was how he had never told you what had been in his heart all those years ago. It hurt to hear the easy, light conversation knowing that you were no longer the person he could claim as his own, that you had moved on to someone else.

Then, as you paused in your conversation, you did something that nearly broke him. You lifted your hand, revealing the engagement ring on your finger. His gaze immediately shifted to it, and his heart sank.

"Oh, wow," Jae-joon managed, his voice suddenly distant, though he tried his best to mask the hurt. "I didn’t know you were engaged."

You smiled brightly, a soft, contented look on your face. "Yeah, I’m really happy. It’s been a long journey, but I’ve found someone I want to spend my life with."

The words stung, but he nodded, forcing a smile. "Congratulations. I’m really happy for you," he said, his voice betraying none of the turmoil he felt inside. He couldn’t bring himself to tell you how he still felt, how much he regretted never confessing, how much he wished things had turned out differently.

You chatted for a little longer, but it felt like an eternity to Jae-joon. Every word, every glance from you reminded him of the silent love he had kept hidden for so long. And with every passing moment, the reality that it was too late hit him harder.

"I should get going," you said after a while, breaking him from his thoughts. "I’m meeting my fiancé soon. It was so nice seeing you again, Jae-joon."

You waved and turned to leave, and Jae-joon stood frozen for a moment, watching you walk away. The sound of the door’s bell as you left the store echoed in his ears, leaving a painful silence behind.

In that moment, all the regret he had kept locked inside came rushing back. He should have told you. He should have confessed. But now, it was too late. You were gone, and so were his chances. All he had left were the ghosts of the what-ifs that would never be answered.

As he stood there, the empty store around him seemed to echo the one regret that had haunted him all these years. It was a regret that would never fade, no matter how much time passed. He had missed his chance, and now you were someone else’s.

[myazxly]

What if I join Gong Yoo (Squid game) with Jeon Jae Jun (The glory)?? Puuufffff

I made a story with a very good plot involving these two beautiful😟😟😟😟

[meadowfics]

obsession

park yeon-jin x f!reader

your bully has been obsessed with you for years, and you finally lean into it

warnings: obsession. mentions of homophobia. comphet implied.

you never understood yeonjin's obsession with you.

it started young, when you were just two girls existing in the same world, but living vastly different lives.

yeon-jin, the golden child, the untouchable queen of your high school, wrapped in designer clothes and cruelty, and you—the girl who had nothing but the same pair of sneakers everyday and a mother who worked herself to the bone just to keep the roof over your head.

the girl had everything. yet, she watched you. she followed you everyday with those sharp eyes. she insulted you, laughed at you with her group of friends as if she needed to remind herself that she was better than you.

except she wasn’t... not really.

at night, when she stared at her ceiling, when her mother’s words rang in her ears...

'keep that filth to yourself, yeon-jin. no daughter of mine will ever think about being with a woman'... she thought about you.

not with hatred, but with hunger.

yeon-jin never wanted to believe it, not when she was younger, not when you escaped to college, finally slipping through her grasp and bullying, and certainly not when she married a man and had a child, convincing herself that this was what her life was meant to be.

however, she saw you again.

it had been seventeen years. seventeen years since you had turned your back on all of them...her, sa-ra, hye-jeong, jae-joon. many years since you left behind the torment, the suffocating weight of yeon-jin’s presence.

now here you were now. successful. powerful in your own right without the help of your parents or nepotism.

yeon-jin hated how good you looked.

you were sitting down when she found you, one leg crossed over the other, your stylist slipping a pair of sleek heels onto your feet.

your chauffeur stood outside, holding an umbrella to shield you from the rain you had apparently been too distracted to check the weather for.

"y/n," she said, your name rolling off her tongue like something sacred.

your head lifted. when you saw her, your expression barely shifted, only the smallest flicker of surprise flashing across your face before you masked it behind indifference.

"yeon-jin," you greeted smoothly, brushing a piece of lint off your lap.

"it’s been a long time."

she smiled. the kind of smile she always wore on tv talking about the weather.

perfect. practiced. controlled.

"it has," she agreed, tilting her head, "but i wonder… have you been avoiding me?"

you scoffed, amused.

"it’s not like we were ever friends, yeon-jin."

the woman's smile twitched, just barely. however, you continued, glancing at her with something softer, something more distant.

"i heard you got married," you said.

"and you had a daughter. congratulations."

she should’ve just said thank you. she should’ve nodded. she should’ve smiled that fake smile and let you slip away again like you always did.

she didn’t.

instead, she tilted her head, and with a voice as casual as if she were commenting on the weather, she said,

"it should’ve been your daughter."

you froze.

your stylist hesitated, fingers pausing against the strap of your heel.

"excuse me?" you asked, brows furrowing.

yeon-jin’s lips curved, something slow, something dangerous.

"you heard me," she murmured, "it should’ve been your daughter."

your pulse kicked up, something sharp clawing at the edges of your mind.

"we’re women," you said, like that was the strangest part of all of this.

yeon-jin laughed, sharp and full of something bitter.

"don’t be fucking stupid," she whispered, stepping closer, close enough that you could smell her perfume, could feel the warmth radiating off her body.

she reached out, tracing a single finger along your jaw, and you swore you stopped breathing.

"did you really not know?" she mused, her voice quieter now, almost taunting, "all those years… you never noticed?"

you thought back.

the way she always found a reason to talk to you, even if it was just to insult you. the way she watched you when she thought you weren’t looking. the way she took so much pleasure in making your life hell, but never in the same way she burned dong-eun, never in a way that truly left you broken...because maybe, deep down, she never actually wanted to hurt you.

she just wanted you.

your throat went dry.

"leave us," you murmured, barely turning your head toward your stylist.

the woman hesitated, looking between the two of you, before nodding and slipping out of the room.

the moment the door shut, yeon-jin moved.

the woman's hands curled into your collar of your expensive grey trench coat, and then she was kissing you.

it was harsh, desperate, the force of it knocking the breath from your lungs.

you didn’t kiss back at first, your mind still catching up with what was happening...who was kissing you.

she didn’t stop.

the weather girl's hands fisted into your clothes, dragging you closer, and the frustration, the longing, the pent-up obsession poured into every movement of her lips against yours.

then, before you could think better of it, you kissed her back.

you shouldn’t have. you knew that.

you did.

yeon-jin's nails scraped against the back of your neck, her teeth grazing your bottom lip as if she had been waiting years, well decades, for this moment.

when you finally broke apart, her breath was heavy, her lips red and swollen.

"you hate me, don’t you?" she whispered.

you swallowed.

"yes," you murmured.

yeon-jin's fingers curled against your skin.

"good," she whispered, pressing her lips to yours again.

this was how it started.

no one knew about this continuing affair, except for sa-ra, hye-jeong, and jae-joon.

jae-joon hated you for it.

jae-joon glared at you from across the room whenever he saw you with her, since he wanted yeon-jin for himself.

however, yeon-jin wasn’t letting you go, not now and not ever.

masterlist

[peanutbutterprincess]

I am trying guys😁✌️

Xoxo

[petersasteria]

Coincidence? I Think Not! - Park Sung-Hoon

Pairing: PSH x flight attendant!fem!Reader Summary: he seems to see you a lot during his two-week vacation despite not knowing who you are. you see him too. who approaches who?

A/N: it's been a while since I've written for PSH so here it is! :))

Tired from his work, Sunghoon decides to take a break for two weeks. He planned to go nearby countries and just enjoy. Mostly, he just planned to travel for food. He finds comfort in a warm bowl of clear soup and rice, but he's determined to try something new. With a list full of restaurants in Japan, Taiwan, Philippines, and Singapore, he packed his suitcase and booked flights for his little Asian tour.

He first saw you when he entered the plane. You gave him a smile and a curt nod and he did the same thing. He chose to sit in economy because the flight was short, anyway. He was excited to go to Japan.

When he arrived, he saw you again with your fellow flight attendants. He thought you were cute, but he didn't want to bother you because he knew you'd be busy. He stayed in Japan for 2 days and 1 night. He ate and went sightseeing and he was even more excited to go to his next stop: Taiwan.

On his flight going to Taiwan, he saw you again buying something at the airport's gift shop. He chuckled lightly to himself and shook his head. He figured it was another coincidence.

-

In Taiwan, you bumped into each other at a hotel both of you were staying at. He was coming home from a long day of sightseeing, holding a take-out box from a local restaurant and you were going out to go clubbing with your friends. You were already late and when you bumped into each other, you quickly apologized and ran to the elevator. He had to do a double take to see if it's really you, and to his shock, it really was.

-

Walking around Intramuros in the Philippines is really interesting. He got to see the culture and experience the joy of buying Filipino street food. That's when he saw you across the street taking pictures with your friends. You glance at his direction and you smiled before jogging a little bit towards him.

"Hey! Can you take a picture of me and my friends?" You asked nicely and he shrugged before following you and taking your phone. He still had a full mouth and you thought he looked pretty cute. After taking your pictures, you thanked him and both of you went your separate ways.

-

It wasn't until Singapore when you finally noticed him. He was waiting for his luggage and you decided to approach him.

"Hey." You greeted. He looked at you and smiled, "Hey."

"Seems like we always see each other." You chuckled. "Are you following me?"

He laughed, "I'm not. It's just a weird coincidence, I think."

"True... or perhaps it's fate. Maybe we're meant to be!" You exclaimed joyfully. He was very cute and he was exactly your type. Maybe God sent you this man to love and to hold.

"If that's the case, want to accompany me on this trip?" He asked, feeling bold. You smiled, "I'd love to. Guess you could say it's our first date out of the country."

-

a/n: sorry it's short!

[alfiefics]

THE GLORY

(i do not write smut)

🎀 - fluff 💫 - angst 💐 - blurb 🧸 - imagine

ha do-yeong

jeon jae-joon

moon dong-eun

joo yeo-yeong

[paroslineage]

Masterlist ♡

I'm Home... : Satoru Gojo x F!Reader.

You were robbed away from him on the night of your wedding, and now.

He could finally rest in your arms...

♡

Unnerving Silence. : Tengen Uzui x

F!Reader.

After a long hard battle defeating the Uppermoons and Muzan the Hashiras won, but at what cost?

♡

Mistake. : Shinichiro Sano x F!Reader.

Kazutora, in haste was aiming for Shinichiro but the bolt cutters hit you instead...

♡

Mistake II. : Shinichiro Sano x

F!Reader.

The Aftermath of the tragedy happened at S.S MOTORS.

♡

Killing Me Softly With His Song : Multiple Characters x F!Reader.

When a bar singer captures the attention of a handsome man and he is dead set on claiming you.

♡

Things I Think Mafia!Tokyo Revenger Boys will Do For You. : Multiple Characters x F!Reader.

When you were slaughtered brutally by a enemy Mafia Gang your lover spared no mercy in getting the revenge for you.

♡

Something To Come Home For. : Chris Redfield X F!Reader.

Even if the world is rotten or falling apart Chris always has Something to come home for.

♡

Seat Shenanigans. : Haikyuu Teams x F!Reader.

It was a pleasant morning to get up to but not so pleasant inside the train as it was packed with the hourly rush but luckily some cute volleyball boys notice your distress.

♡

Gone With The Wind. : Keiji Akaashi x F!Reader.

You were a sweet dainty bar singer having caught the mafia syndicate the ever stoic Keiji Akaashi's smoldering eyes you get caught up in a sweet rendezvous but that doesn't last more.

♡

Memoir. : Hwang In-ho x F!Reader.

A plot explaining how he became so ruthless and cunning after the devastating lose of you, his beloved wife.

♡

Someone Lovable.: Cho Hyun-ju x

F!Reader.

After the bizarre results of the voting you were scared and wanted to go home but someone had a protective urge to comfort you in this hellhole.

♡

A Late Night Return.: Hwang Jun-ho x F! Reader.

In Which Jun-ho, your boyfriend almost gives you a heart attack.

♡

Insanity. The Salesman x F!Reader.

Chapter 1 : The Snapped Thread.

After seeing you distressed the Salesman's resolve snaps.

Chapter 2 : Torture Avails.

After putting you to sleep, he stealthily made his way to the bastard of a boss to pay him a sweet visit.

♡

Say You Love Me Too : Yoon Eun-seong x F!Reader.

He was crazy about you, but he didn't knew that your were equally infatuated with him.

When Jae-joon receives an unknown mail, he doesnt know what horrifying things lie in the tiny pendrive he received.

♡

Best Served Cold : Jeon Jae-joon x Daughter!Reader.