#lee soohyuk imagines

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heyy so im the anon who requested the fluff prompt 20 and is it okay if you can write it for lee soo hyuk, i apologize for not putting the name it totally slipped my mind (i don't even know how-) thank you<3

it's alright, that happens!! i hope this is fine ♡

Lee Soohyuk | Touch starved fluff | 0.9k | gn!reader

He passes by you as you take out the groceries. You’re used to his hands lingering on your waist for a second as he does, but not to him leaning his body over yours just to kiss your cheek. And his hands still linger for that extra second even after he pulls away.

You’re used to Soohyuk keeping you company as you prepare dinner, but not to him hugging you from behind as he tells you about his latest work trip. He stands to the side as you, in turn, tell him about how you’ve been since you last saw each other, just so he could watch you and your wild gestures as you explain a messy incident that you’ve witnessed at the shop.

And you’re also used to him helping you set the table - but not to him getting in the way. He’s reaching for the same utensils as you, he’s standing right behind you and handing you the plates although they’re easily accessible to you. His hand bumps into yours when you want to move the fruit bowl out of the way. 

Only when you glare at him, half-irritated at this point, does he move out of the way. You thought he was hungry or tired too, now you’re getting suspicious about the sudden change in his behavior. Still, you’re hungry and so you’re happy he leaves you alone to work efficiently. At least for a minute or two, until you’re getting the glasses and there he is - his body warm against yours, as his hand grabs yours and your fingers intertwine on instinct. He presses a kiss to your neck, leaning against you. You’d accuse him of being mischievous if only he wasn’t shyly hiding his face in the crook of your neck. 

“I missed you,” he breathes against your skin, his other arm now around your waist, squeezing you to him. You sigh and relax into his embrace. Now it’s all beginning to make sense. Even if you’d be more open to his affection after the dinner. But you understand the situation has to be dire if he’s clingy like this.

“I missed you too,” you smile, “It’s good to have you back.”

“I’m never leaving for so long again,” he murmurs, almost too quiet to hear. You chuckle, squeezing his hand so he knows you’re not laughing at him. It’s an impossible wish, but you won’t spoil the moment. “I missed you.”

"I'm here now" you reassure, "And you're not going anywhere any time soon." He nods behind you, his lips kissing your shoulder. Still he doesn't let go of you. “Did something happen?"

He shakes his head with a sigh. “Just missed you"

There's no reason to tell you how most of his interactions for work seemed different at best and embarrassingly fake at worst compared to your warmth. His friends and colleagues might be happy to see him, they'll exchange pleasantries and half-hearted hugs as a greeting but after a month of missing you, all he could think about were your arms around him. The comfort your hugs filled him with.

It was different - naturally. Of course it was different, you are his partner, after all. But he'd never believe just how much of a difference it would be. He missed his friends occasionally, all similarly busy as him. Yet never has it been as sharp a pain as when he's separated from you. It was a constant pressure on his chest and longing at his fingertips. No amount of calls, facetimes or photos exchanged was enough to soothe the ache.

You turn your head to kiss the side of his head. He hugs you tighter, swaying with you a little. It hits you again how nice it is to have him back, warm and solid against you. He hums when you lean closer to him and squeeze his hand. This is what love should feel like, you’re sure of it. It’s so peaceful and it makes you forget everything else.

Except for your stomach that rumbles loudly.

He chuckles, stealing a quick kiss before he steps away rather reluctantly. His smile is shy when he apologizes. 

“It’s fine,” you reassure him, quickly getting the almost-forgotten glasses and setting them on the table, “I missed you too.” 

“You’re starving because of me,” he mumbles and when you look at him, there's a small pout on his lips. You keep looking at him, watching him squirm until you give into his unspoken request and kiss him again. He pulls you close for just a second before he pulls away. “Let’s eat now, hm?”

Honestly it seems he’s more embarrassed than hungry, but you’re really looking forward to finally filling your stomach. And besides, nothing beats sleepy cuddles right after a meal. You serve dinner and finally sit down, but it only takes a minute before he’s gently pulling on your chair. He avoids your eyes, and it’s honestly touching how much he wants you close, so you move your plate and scoot your chair closer to him, bumping your knee against his.

The rest of the evening goes by in a similar way, with Soohyuk always lingering closeby, pulling you close to him any chance he gets. And after all the missing him you’ve done, you can only be grateful.

[a-spicy-reader]

Sativa

Synopsis: Lee SooHyuk raises his heavy eyes, the black cap covers him a little and it bothers you. The man places his palm in front of the cigarette and lights it the first time his finger rolls around the lighter. The first drag is strong, he bites in, letting the smoke penetrate his lungs for a few seconds and then slowly releasing it.

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English is not my first language so sorry for any mistakes

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The beat of the music numbs your ears as you peek through the gap in the curtain at the number of people that night. A packed house, no other girl was at your level when it came to entertainment and it was exactly for this reason that there were two security guards in front of the stage so that no guy would touch you.

The limits are established between touching the garter attached to the thigh and the panties tight inside the ass, practically invisible when standing. Her heels click against the floor as the name is announced and the screams intensify like a choir.

You didn't dream of being a stripper when you were younger, you didn't want to have that life for so long… that was the thought you walked through the front door of Holy Girls Night.

The first time on stage seemed scary and you felt like giving up everything, but it was that guy who looked at your show and said: — You'll be the best in this place, I have no doubt.

The tone of voice was as deep as thunder, that statement sounded like a prophecy. It didn't take more than nine months for Cheryl to be the best-known name in all the nightclubs in Los Angeles.

The transformation happened on stage when the white light on your face meets the spotlights that illuminate the pole, the noise around you doesn't intimidate you and you become the woman that all those men would like to take home.

Such a short dress without any staging, her bare back amidst her hair loose in curls that reach the top of her ass, she smells her own perfume exhale and likes it, she feels the vibration of the sound pulsate in her body and begins dancing slowly to the beats of the chosen song.

The first turn around the pole makes you see your audience from the front, not smile. Just see them as they really are, a shower of money. Sensual music plays in the background, concentrated on the beat as you walk in front of the catwalk and go down to the first man who looks mesmerized at your thighs, squats with his legs squeezed together and rolls as if he were on top of a dick. The first notes start to be played on top of her without so much effort.

A delicious and exorbitant euphoria grew in your chest, the feeling that there was no woman in the world who was as hot as you. She gets on all fours with her ass stuck out towards them, rolls slowly and then gets up, moving her hands from her ankles until she reaches her thighs.

She turned around and placed her hands on the hem of the silver dress she was wearing, moving her hands up her body and grabbing her breasts. The euphoric screams increase when she puts her fingers on the curve of her neck and pulls the metal strip that holds that piece of cloth that she called a dress.

At the exact moment the piece falls onto your acrylic platform sandals, money rains down like a storm outside. The breasts were completely exposed, with only the nipples covered with a small silver sticker. The panties are so small that they barely cover your crotch and yet you don't care about that, you love and vibrate with every scream of your name, with all the nasties that could say… it's exciting. Being hot turned you on, you know you're too good not to be a pure exhibitionist.

Among familiar faces, the man in the black cap is near the bar, you can barely see him due to the reflection of the lights. But, his golden chain shines among the others, his presence is marked as usual. Every Friday he would be there, watching his work from afar.

This encourages her to be much more provocative, makes her want to be the devil in the heads of all those men. I wanted to turn them inside out every time I spun around on the pole, slowly climb up letting them see my ass, use my body weight to float one foot behind the other, walking on air while my hands are firmly holding the post. The sensuality increases when it rises to the top and quickly descends, reaching half of it, with the legs around it, grabbing it between the thighs and falling back with the torso looking at the others in front.

Everything is about the size of your ass, how those panties would be swallowed up on the next climb and that it would end the next second you hit the catwalk again. He climbs the pole once again and comes down, spreading his legs in a perfect scale, the eminent madness of all those men when his ass moves sensually one side at a time, swings it with such ease and the rain doesn't stop falling in over you.

Standing on all fours again, he adjusts his posture for his final act. Crawl to the middle of the walkway and lie down with your belly up, raising your legs in the air and open them slowly as you get up to sit down, it is possible that he will see you on the side of the bar, the perfect view of the woman who left him completely mad.

Not so different from the other men there, completely maddened by the idea that that woman would rip out his soul if she could, she would transform him into her faithful slave.

Cheryl ends the show and the lights go out, now was the exact time to collect the money as she gathered the bills she won in her arms. It takes exactly 60 seconds for her to do this.

The clothes were collected by the team that cleaned the stage for the next girl, but there was no next girl after her show. It was the grand finale, the best in the house, the one she was keeping in that place just by showing her ass.

Backstage is not as glamorous as it appears to be on stage. The number of girls who dress up for the salon, willing to make more money from their audience seems formidable.

It excites you, it stirs up the lioness hungry for meat, money and everything those men could offer. Cars, jewelry, mansions, marriage proposals and the most common: drugs.

You could stay to move around the room, make the house profit with drinks and also have much more in private dances. But, today is Friday… you know he would never let her enter the private room since they took over a bid.

Your only mission was to get home before any crazy people could follow you out of the club - this had happened frequently in the last few months.

All that shine makes her black skin shine in front of the dressing room mirror, she shakes her hair, combing it with her fingertips to unwind the curls that were forming again as a result of not holding the brush for too long. Those wild waves make everything more attractive when it was about you.

She gets up from her chair and says goodbye to some friends. She goes towards the changing room with three showers available to clean all that shine from her skin, getting rid of the small silver sticker on her nipples and the panties with the silicone sides taken off. He ties his hair in a high bun so it doesn't get wet, and turns on the shower.

A sudden relief when she felt the water wet her sweaty body and all the glitter dripped off as she cleaned herself. The smell of the foam from your liquid soap exudes in the bathroom, just as the bath oil perfumed your skin afterwards, you wouldn't touch your makeup now, you would leave it to take off at home where you would feel more comfortable.

The bath is over and now your only mission is to leave.

She wears a dress similar to the one she was on stage, the difference is that this one at least covered her butt completely and the halter top makes her more comfortable. She lets her hair down before taking her suitcase from the closet, all the bills were thrown into a black plastic bag and she would take it away anyway, without even counting a note.

She would receive her pay for the show the next day, too tired to drag herself to the register or past customers.

He didn't want him to do that, to attract attention from others off stage. He should just do his job and leave because you are exclusively his.

You take a deep breath as you put your bag aside and leave through the back of the club, the sound is not audible on that side and the parked cars appear to be on the other side.

the way is not to your car, much less would you go home alone that night. The route is straight through the staircase at the back of the nightclub that led to a small gate facing left, you know the access password and then enter without making any fuss.

He closes the gate and soon feels his shoes sink into the green lawn until he reaches the concrete floor that leads to the entrance of the house, a beautiful house hidden by walls more than two meters high and an electric fence. The interior light is on, the yellow color shows that the room is occupied and you think about retreating…

If he was with one of his friends or work occupied him once again. The camera at the entrance demonstrates how dangerous it could be, not only because of the image of you entering that place, but also of your security guards outside.

Strategically, there were three more men in that garden and you know, they all already suspected what he was going to do there.

Danger excites her in an uncontrolled way, she feels butterflies in her stomach every time she sees a gun in front of her. When you enter the main door and have your bag of money in your hands.

That was nothing compared to what was on the coffee table, four guns like an ornament amidst tablets wrapped in black plastic. You don't need to be intelligent to know what he was about, you know what he is… and that's exactly why you felt so attracted to him.

The smell… that delicious smell that makes her smile. He goes up the stairs to the first floor confidently until he arrives in the main room where there is a huge white sofa, where the man is sitting with his shirt open and his hands working on carefully rolling up the silk.

His glock on the table catches the eye, silver with some gold details, underneath it is his initial and that's so… sexy.

He rolls the silk between his fingers and uses the tip of his tongue to seal the joint. Tired of holding that bag and purse aside, she throws it on the floor.

— You didn't stay until the end of the show. -she says disappointed. Lee SooHyuk looks up with heavy eyes, the black cap covers him a little and it bothers you. The man places his palm in front of the joint and lights it the first time his finger rolls over the lighter. The first drag is strong, he bites in, letting the smoke penetrate his lungs for a few seconds and then slowly releases it.

Your goddess is there, wearing a blue mini dress and a nice pair of heels. Cheryl… that was the name of the slut who had taken all that strength from him, the woman who made him kneel at her feet and kiss them as if he were devoted to her.

-Come here. -she says, releasing the smoke on the second drag. She walks as if she is about to swallow the man, a sensual walk that goes unnoticed every time she appears at her house… or rather, their house.

Standing in front of the man, she raised her leg to the height of the sofa, sinking her heel into the upholstery. Lee puts his right hand that held the cigarette between his fingers and slides it gently, brushing its softness. He touches his lips and the tip of his nose, rubbing it against the inside of his thigh.

She takes the joint between her fingers and inhales slowly, lets the smoke enter her lungs and relaxes her shoulders, bends her right knee on top of the upholstery, sitting down facing the man and sitting on his lap. Lee SooHyuk's big hands go directly to her ass, flattening them, squeezing the soft flesh and you let go slowly with a chuckle on your face. — How much did you make tonight? -he asks, you put the cigarette back in his mouth but don't let him hold it. After all, Lee's hands roam his ass with devotion.

— I didn't tell you.

— You never have to worry about that. -laughs breathlessly. Its smell is so good that it is more numbing than the herb I was smoking, that good smell of musk mixed with vanilla… which when added to marijuana would be so delicious. He loved it when Lee SooHyuk was tall, with his eyes almost closing and his smile slow, because he knew that was how that man would destroy his life if he could.

He takes his right hand off his ass and takes the cigarette back to inhale and the moment he takes off his black cap, the big strands fall onto his face. His hands tangle in Lee's thick hair, pushing the strands back and he soon gets a whiff of smoke in his face. The man takes his other hand off your ass, holds your jaw while he inhales the cigarette once more and releases the smoke into your mouth, you inhale taking it into your lungs. You feel the lightness in your body every second that Lee SooHyuk stares at you as if he could eat you.

You move slowly to position yourself better, and without waiting you receive a sharp slap on the left side of your ass, making you jump a little. She locks her fingers around the back of Lee's head, the naughty laugh completely takes you off her feet, and that mix of sensations that makes her go crazy almost instantly. He puts the tip of the joint for you to inhale and this time it's you who blows the smoke in your face. His hearty laugh amuses you, as does he slowly moves his thighs on top of your lap where you feel his dick growing.

— I think I should go back to doing private dances. -babbling. I get up from Lee SooHyuk's lap and he shakes his head no. — The money is good, and I should take advantage of the fact that I'm becoming famous…

— Oh, of course! There are a hundred rappers wanting you to appear in a video. -he ironizes, the man leans his back against the backrest and slides a little further down the sofa. —What more could you want right now, Cheryl?

-At the time? -an innocent question, she opens the bag of money, leaving it next to Lee's revolver. —I only think about one thing.

— What would it be, my dear? -you shudder when he calls you that, a shiver rises on your neck causing a small spasm. She turns the bag upside down, letting the bills fall all at once onto the coffee table.

-Money. -she whispers. She leans forward, resting one knee on the small wooden table to pick up Lee's gun. — And one of those.

— Do you want a gun?

— Uh-huh. -he says slyly, placing her back on the table. Her position is suggestive of her and almost an invitation to the man, who appreciates the fabric of the dress rising up against her skin and showing her tiny panties being swallowed by her ass. Lee feels his dick throbbing inside his underwear, he squeezes it tightly over his pants. The excitement increases every time she was by her side, no matter the time or place, and that was exactly why she couldn't watch the show until the end.

The tiny panties are almost reaching his pussy lips, they are too small and he can have the perfect view of his favorite place in the whole world.

— Why do you want a gun? -he asks mesmerized, the woman turns around, lifting her torso and facing Lee.

Power.

— More than you already have? -she notices that he passes his hand over his pants, the lump in the fabric excites you. —What do you want to do with that much power, my dear?

— Tame you. -he answers wisely.

— Tame me? -laughs breathlessly. The joint was gone and now he just stares at you like you're his only focus now. - Why do you want that?

-I don't know. -she responds. — I just want to.

— And for that you need to go back to doing private dances? -you shake your head positively at him, stretch your lips in a half smile and then bite the lower one. — Then dance for me. -the intensity in his voice makes her vibrate. — You've shaken your ass long enough for other men, now you're going to shake it just for me.

-I go? - asks innocently. Look for the sound control in your field of vision, it was turned on softly and then you switch to exactly the song you wanted to hear, turning it up a little. — What makes you believe he would do that?

— First: you are mine. -he says, with his arms open, resting on the back of the sofa. — Second: You have no choice. -he sighs and looks at me. — Third: I want you to do this for me, now.

Sativa starts playing next. The heaviness in my body seems to disappear when Lee SooHyuk wets his lips and rests the back of his head on the sofa, swaying his body slowly to the rhythm of the music when the man finds himself completely numb to you.

She runs her hands sensually over her body, going down to the middle of her legs and goes around them, slowly going up, a few steps forward, standing between her legs, goes down between them, placing her hands on her knees and then slowly turns around, pretending that she is going to sit on his lap, but he just rubs slowly and the man takes a deep breath. Try to touch your hair and you immediately get up, moving away, lifting your butt up and lowering your torso completely, touching your ankles, you see Lee when she gets up, throwing her hair and slowly lifting her dress.

He moves to the rhythm that makes his ass jiggle so deliciously that the man takes his right hand to his dick, he squeezes it hard trying to control the desire he feels for the woman in front of him. It's impossible!

As she passes her right hand through her hair, moving it to the side and lowering it between the neckline of the dress, holding her own breasts. He goes down again, getting on all fours, and when Lee SooHyuk weighs his breathing, he bites his lower lip.

Stop. -order. You don't let him command now, you first pull the box between your thighs and take it out slowly, rolling it, throwing the piece towards him and smiling. He sits on the edge of the table and opens his legs, laying the rest of his torso behind him.

Next to him the gun and the bills slide to the floor, then he raises his legs high and slowly opens them after turning. The man mumbles something, he is going crazy.

Stop now. -you're completely naked, high, too excited not to continue teasing him. It's different when you have Lee SooHyuk, because he knows exactly what to do, he knows you're going to be fucked so hot that your only weapon against him was to tease him until he had his hands around your throat, choking you until enjoy.

Lee got up from the sofa and walked to where she was sitting, the height of that man is intimidating, he was huge in every aspect, from his hands, his height, his strong and defined torso, his nose and his… stick.

The man reaches the back of her neck with just one hand, grabbing it firmly under her hair and in that pull his fingers gently caress her. The brutality bends down to his face and steals a small kiss, presses his lips together and between his lips he sucks his bottom, gently passing his tongue and then enters his mouth. You surrender to the kiss, but you can't take the reins, he holds your head, letting it stay like that, positioned just for your pleasure.

Lee SooHyuk climbs up the torso and still holding the back of his head does something with the other warm hand that leaves him euphoric. You moisten your own lips when you see his cock being pulled out of his pants, you raise your eyes to his and feel that delicious twinge inside you, a flame that excites you and makes your pussy wet. His dick is big, I liked the slight upward tilt that let it touch her most sensitive point inside her pussy, the bulging veins and that slightly pink wet glans, everything that reminds me of this man is extremely delicious.

He held the cock slowly and rubbed the glans against his parted lips and slowly tapped it against his cheek.

Go. -he speaks. — Put it in your mouth. -immediate order. You let out a naughty little laugh at him, you open your mouth, putting your tongue out and Lee rubs his head against it, wet and then slides it in, forcing it all the way in, this chokes you and you hold your breath to get it in completely. in the mouth.

He takes his hands to Lee's hips and presses the tips of his nails, going down the exposed skin and reaching the man's ass. He takes his cock into her mouth and lets her suck it as she liked, the guttural moan when her mouth is around him, so soft, wet and warm.

Slide back and forth while feeling the entire length of your cock. With the help of one hand, he masturbates at the same intensity as he uses his mouth to move up and down, he removes his hand, sliding it down to his balls and caresses it slowly. She increases the rhythm of her mouth, feeling her excitement reach its maximum, her hard breasts and her luscious pussy, dripping to feel that cock inside her.

Lee SooHyuk takes his dick out of his mouth, and the hand from the back of his head went to his jaw with that thread of saliva that connected it to his dick. She looked so hot, her lipstick was smudged, her eyes were watering and her face was ready to be fucked.

The man gathers saliva in his mouth and slides it between his lips, spitting in his mouth, in the most degrading moment of that sex.

Then, he takes off his clothes, leaving him completely naked. He knelt between her legs and rested his hands on his knees, where he made the most ordinary gesture he could make. He puts his hand under her right thigh and pulls it towards him, placing her legs between his face. Before sucking her pussy, Lee moved up to her breasts, and even though her right leg was being lifted over his arm, it doesn't make a difference to him. Because he wants to fuck you, destroy you completely.

The lips gently rub on the hard nipples, passing the tongue slowly on the right one and then moving on to the left one, where he wraps it completely, sucking harder to the point of making you arch your back on the wooden table, pressing the strands of your hair with forces against her breast, feeling her clitoris pulsate, begging to be touched. You try to take your hand there, but you are stopped by the hand that was holding your right breast. It squeezes so tightly that you moan loudly, much louder than the sound itself.

He changed breasts and it drives you completely crazy, you take your hands to the edge of the table, supporting yourself there, trying to control everything that was about to happen. The sound of the gun falling to the floor makes Lee raise his head and see me scared, ironic laughter appears on his lips that return to sucking my breasts.

He descends slowly in a trail of kisses that cause me a frenzy, the sensation that sensitizes my skin every time he kisses, reaching the pubic mound where he rubs the tip of my nose and descends a little further touching the critical point with his rigid tongue, the pressure he exerted when covering it there, and then he moved slowly as if he were pushing him and that leaves me ecstatic for a few seconds, my legs tremble on top of the man's broad shoulders.

A feeling building inside his chest, the flame burns and the more he uses his mouth on your pussy, the more you want him.

She sucks deliciously well, uses the tip of her lips to suck with the same cautious pressure that makes her vibrate, arch her back and curse the man for so much torture. You want him so much, to the point of begging to be fucked.

He doesn't let go of you until he feels necessary, he doesn't stop until he fills your mouth with your liquid. You're sweaty with the bills sticking to your back, panting when the man simply pulls your body to the floor.

You are so sweet. -he whispers between your lips, the smell was on him, his taste, everything that reminded him of you. I feel his right hand surround my throat, squeeze it between his fingers, pressing firmly. Your breath stops the second you position yourself between your legs and force it into my entrance, so wet that your cock enters easily.

You delight in that small movement that causes a new sensation, the one that makes you moan his name loud and clear.

— Lee… -escapes from his throat, begging him to fuck you hard. And so he does, the firm thrusts of the man's hips against you make you more and more excited, they are thrust hard, hitting your groin feeling the firm impact in which your bodies move against each other. The tightness in your throat increases, and he lifts his torso holding your legs at shoulder height, his dick reaches the bottom, you feel it touch the inner wall that makes you feel a small pain in your uterus… he is completely devastating you.

Her face red, eyes watering with lust, ready to be hit with a slap in the face. And this excites you much more than touching your own clitoris, another slap is given and this time your face burns.

Lee SooHyuk comes out of you and it distresses you as if you were committing an act of madness, in fact he just gets up and pulls you up, resting his knees on the upholstery of the sofa and his hands on the backrest, partially on all fours.

The first slap is given firmly to the side of the ass, the side burns and pulses with pain that mixes with pleasure. A kiss is given as he holds my throat to slowly turn his face, bending over you.

Your index finger goes to your open mouth, and you hold it between your teeth. Rolling his ass slowly when his dick enters again, he moans deliciously.

With her finger stuck between her teeth, the other hand squeezes her hair, pulling it back, making her let go. The impact of Lee's hips against your ass is so strong that you can feel his balls, he devastates you, fucking you with delicious precision, so strong and hard… you roll your eyes, squeezing the upholstery between your fingers, panting and sweating as the man looks like he wasn't even close to cumming.

High to the point of feeling everything doubled, it was much more sensitive, his touch, the kiss, that fucking. He felt everything with greater intensity until the moment when Lee bites his shoulder in the most brutal act, squeezing the side of his ass, supporting himself to continue fucking.

You shake your ass slowly, grinding against the man, pushing your hips against him and feeling him more and more. The orgasm leaves her in agony, the sensation that she was falling in free fall, her body tenses and two seconds later the sensation increases, raising the level. You cum and as soon as you feel the viscous liquid mixing with yours, the man slowly comes out and you lie down on the couch, looking at Lee SooHyuk completely destroyed.

His hair sticks to his sweaty forehead, he puts his hand behind it. Panting to the point of lying down on the upholstery next to you, he rests his head on your shoulder, slowly rubbing his face against the curve of your neck.

Lee pulls her into a soft kiss, their tongues touching in delicious pressure, moving in perfect tune. The fit, the soft lips, the moan between kisses when your lower lip is bitten.

That man had all of you, and he knew exactly how he liked to be fucked… how to make you cum.

He loves to satisfy you.

And you… knew exactly how to tame that man.

[wooyoungmybelovedhusband]

☾ ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ ☽

Hi :3 this is the event I've been eagerly waiting to announce 🙈

Firstly I'd like to start off by saying, thanks to all of you for loving this blog and supporting me all this while^^

I will try my best to answer all of your requests for this event! And with that the rules for requesting for requesting and the prompts will be given below!

ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ/ᴋɪɴᴋꜱ

"Who would guess you would turn out to be such a filthy slut?" - Degradation

"Crawl for me" - Pet play

"How many rounds do you think you can go before you turn into a whiny mess" - Overstimulation

"You wouldn't run your mouth like this when I egde you till you're digging your nails into the sheets and begging me like a bitch in heat." - Edging

"Be a good girl and bend over for daddy." - Daddy kink

"Stay still while I fuck your thighs nice and good, Hm?" - Thighfucking

"Don't you just love the marks I leave on your face?" - Face slapping

"Let's see if this throat of yours is as tight as your cunt" - Throatfucking

"Love the way your pretty neck fits right in between my fingers" - Choking

"My belt or my hand? Either way your ass is going to be bruised by the end of the night." - Spanking

"Your tears make me want to fuck you harder till all you can do is shed those pretty tears for me." - Dacryphilia

"I don't think ___ would mind a little show" - Voyeurism

"The more you beg for me to go faster, the slower I move to torture you." - Teasing

ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ

"All I wanted was for you to hold me, was that so selfish of me?"

"Everyday I wish – for me to be the one holding you like that"

"Is it too late for me to realise that I'm losing you? Or have I lost you already?"

"I wish I held you while you were still here, so that I could tell you how much I still loved you before you left the world"

"Your words are just pretty decorations for your actions that clearly show I was never the one for you."

"If only you'd understand, it wasn't just a game for me"

"I hope you're never as happy with her/him as you were with me."

"Did you ever care?"

"It's like you never knew me at all."

"All I wanted was for you to stay here with me."

ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛꜱ

"My clothes look better on you"

"Kisses with you feel like I just visited heaven"

"If I could, I would hold your hand for every second of my life"

"I wanna spend every night of my life with you"

"I'll never let you go"

"You make me so fucking proud, darling."

"I can't wait to meet you so I can shower you with my kisses and have you back in my arms"

"Being yours has never felt so ethereal than right now"

"A day without you?" *shudders at the thought*

"You wanna talk about your day while I give you a massage?"

Rules for requesting:

Please Mention which genre you're choosing the prompt from before requesting. Ex: #2 from Smut

The groups I will be writing for are ATEEZ, Seventeen and NCT. And the actors I will currently be taking requests for are: Cha Woomin - Song Kang - Kwak Dongyeon - Lee Soohyuk - Byeon Wooseok.

For the Smut Genre: You can mention any kinks which you'd like along with it or any kinks that you will be uncomfortable with (since I will be adding kinks of my own)

Every drabble will be at the minimum word count of 600

I will try to answer as many as requests as possible, please don't feel disheartened if I haven't answered yours.

If you have other prompt (/kinks) requests or a certain trope that you'd like (for any genre) which is not mentioned in the list above – feel free to send it in lovely <3

I will try to post atleast two requests a day (if not more) till the event closes!

If you'd like to be tagged in the event, please comment under this post ^^

REQUESTS: CLOSED.

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[Interactive Stories]Painting - Part 02

Lee Soo Hyuk Story

Part 01

Painting

(Lee Soo Hyuk Story)

Part 02

Soo Hyuk turned to the gallery owner and told her he would like to buy the painting. The sparkle in her eyes was a clear sign she was about to skyrocket the price. Hyuk didn’t care. He couldn’t bear the idea of someone hanging this very intimate painting in their living room and showing it to guests debating about the investment and how the value of the painting will only grow when the artist is dead. Amateurs and dilettantes staring at the poor woman and discussing her enormous suffering while munching on single bites and sipping champagne. Hyuk had to give that painting some decent place to stay off public eyes and in privacy and peace.

As expected, the gallery owner handed Hyuk her calling card with a sum scribbled on it and it was even more than he would ever imagine. His better judgement was telling him it’s foolish to spend such money on a painting he knows so little about. All his instincts were screaming ‘Buy it’. It wasn’t his habit to listen to instincts over cold logic but this time he nodded and asked the gallery owner to prepare papers for signing. The woman smiled gently but her eyes glistened with greed and she left to prepare everything needed in her office. Hyuk remained by the painting and looked at it once again. It was impossible and yet it seemed to him as if the woman in the painting looked slightly relieved.

“You've been staring at this painting ever since we came, my friend.”

Hyuk only nodded and didn’t even look at Hong Jong Hyun. “I just bought it.” Hyuk said bluntly.

Jong Hyun looked at the painting. “Why?” He asked. “I mean, you’re not really a fan of figurative art if I remember correctly. You only have all those modern art pieces at home where I can’t tell what it is. Here it’s pretty clear what the painting depicts. And I would guess the lady isn’t even your type.”

“You are right about everything. And yet I bought it.” Hyuk handed Jong Hyun the calling card.

Jong Hyun’s eyes popped: “How much? Are you insane?”

“It seems so.” Hyuk pressed his lips. “I can’t explain it. All I know is that I have to have this painting. I have never done anything this reckless in my life.”

Jong Hyun gave the calling card back. “I guess we all need to do something purely intuitive once in a while. So! What’s the story of this painting? It looks like it’s gotta be intense.”

“I have no idea. The author is dead, he didn’t even give the painting a name and you can notice some details are unfinished. He clearly died before completing the painting. The model is an unknown woman. Although I wish to know who she is.”

“A mysterious art piece with dark unknown history, irresistible and invading your mind. That sounds like a great movie plot. Are we going on a quest to find out who’s the woman and if she’s real, are we going to track her down and meet in person?”

Jong Hyun clearly meant it as a joke but Hyuk just realised that this is exactly what he’s called to do. It felt as if the painting was incepting those thoughts in his brain. “You don’t have to help me but I’m going to find out who the model is.”

“For real?” Jong Hyun asked, slightly surprised. “Man! That one got under your skin fast. Alright then! What kind of a friend would let you investigate a possibly cursed painting on your own? I’m in! It’s not like I had anything better to do this autumn anyway. Let’s sniff that lady out!” Jong Hyun called but he bit his lower lip. “That sounded way weirder than in my head.”

The gallery owner came to invite them to her office. The formalities were handled quickly and Hyuk was promised to receive the painting the next morning. The gallery offered him an installing service for free. For that price they could also give him a free stay in Italian Venice.

“I would like to know something about the painting and the artist, some history of the piece.” Hyuk told the gallery owner.

“I’m afraid there’s not much to be told.” She quickly typed something on a keyboard and the printer next to her desk started buzzing. I’ll give you the full description we received with the painting.” She waited for the printer to be finished, put the loose papers in an aesthetic file with a gallery logo on it and handed it to Hyuk.

His first instinct was to open it and read it here but it didn’t feel polite. He waited till it was acceptable for him to leave the gallery. Jong Hyun was the driver tonight and Hyuk’s lift back home.

“What does it say?” Jong Hyun asked as they got stuck in a traffic jam.

“Nothing much, to be frank. The artist was a Swiss man named Basil Van Paar. He used to be a war zone journalist and photographer but then he dropped that and became an artist. He painted several members of European noble families. He lived alone, no wife, no kids. He was found dead in his apartment in Geneva 6 months ago. Cause of death was a heart failure. This painting was found on the easel covered with a cloth. Clearly he was about to start working on it when his heart stopped. His sister, who lives in Vienna in Austria, found a journal where Basil noted down various information about each of his paintings and all were covered there but this one. They couldn’t find a single note or a sketch for this painting. It looked like one day he started painting without any prep. Nobody knows who the woman on the painting is or whether she’s real or just some sort of a fantastic character, a mix of several people Basil put together in his mind.”

“Oh! So the quest might actually lead nowhere if the painting depicts only a fictional character?” Jong Hyun asked.

“Exactly.” Hyuk whispered and closed the file. They finally got through the jam and Jong Hyun stepped on acceleration.

Jong Hyun licked his lips. “But you are still determined to seek her.” It wasn’t a question.

“Yes.” Hyuk agreed.

“What’s the first step?” Jong Hyun asked.

Check out Lee Soo Hyuk tarot readings:

Lee Soo Hyuk Kinky* Reading

Lee Soo Hyuk Relationship Role

Lee Soo Hyuk Ideal Partner

Lee Soo Hyuk - Love is a Battlefield

Lee Soo Hyuk - Shadow of the Moon

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memories after death

pairing: soohyuk x fem!reader genre: angst summary: death does not define you. it is the memories that you left behind that does. word count: 478 warning(s): death, mcd, grief, mentions of sickness & disease author’s note: first imagine on tumblr but quite sad. apologies. anyway, hope you enjoy reading this.

Soohyuk always remembered.

He remembered the way she smiled whenever he brought home cookies from the cafe they frequent. He remembered the look of adoration she had on whenever she watched him do amazing things from afar. He remembered her sweet embrace and soft kisses when times were tough. He remembered the way she danced and hopped out of glee when her favorite Kpop group had a concert and he made sure to get tickets. He remembered the warmth of her love and the way she would brighten up his days just by existing.

Soohyuk will always remember.

He will always remember her enthusiasm. He will always remember the way she smiled when they reached the top of a mountain after a long hike. He will always remember how her food tasted and the love that went into each dish. He will always remember the dancing, lots of dancing, to the songs of every genre. He will always remember the joy on her face when he surprised her with the puppy she always wanted to adopt. He will always remember how happy he felt just to have her around even from afar at events and shoots. He will always remember the I love you’s. He will always remember how the spark faded but she still chose him and stuck by his side even as the days grew darker.

Soohyuk wished he could forget.

He wished he could forget the pain she felt when the disease caught her lungs. He wished he could forget the days in the hospital. He wished he could forget how he always prepared himself in case it was time to say goodbye. He wished he could forget the look of hopelessness on her face whenever the doctor said another treatment they tried had failed. He wished he could forget the way she sobbed her heart out thinking no one was listening while he was just outside the door.

Soohyuk’s memories of her replayed in his mind when he visited her grave. 

He giggled at the happy ones and frowned at the sad ones. He held onto the teddy bear he brought for her the way he would have held her if she was present. Tight and gentle all at the same time. As he looked at the gravestone that bore her name, he could not help but wonder about the what-ifs and what-nots. He wondered about the things beyond his control and how things would have been different if he had prevented them from happening. He sighed and tried his best to accept whatever it was that fate threw their way. It had been the worst year of his life. But, somehow, he still felt grateful. A sense of renewed peace washed over him as he walked away. She may not be by his side anymore, but he knew he will never be alone.

[imblocking-you]

IM BAWLING THEIR FAMILY DYNAMICS MAKE ME GO SOFT RKDNDKSM

[fromcainwithlove]

i’m gonna be real idk what i’m gonna do if tumblr carats don’t get gayer

[babybuttercupbunny]

Me thinking about how Kim Roksoo couldn’t keep any friends throughout his school year because of the curse from the GoD. Always leaving him no matter how hard he tried to keep them.

Also thinking about how Lee Soohyuk and Choi Jungsoo also probably introduced him to basic things friends do for each other.

KRS staying in the office finishing up paper work - or whatever he did in the office while under LSH - instead of going to lunch with his teammates. CHS waiting for him to finish up even if it take him 30mins before he’s ready. Then going to lunch with him late.

Or showing up to a company dinner with all the seats full at the restaurant. Him thinking about turning around and going home only to find out LSH especially made sure a seat was saved for him even if that caused conflict elsewhere.

I can imagine him feeling all ‘warm and fuzzy’ inside. Being confused with why they were doing these things for him. (Despite ‘those things’ being basic things all people would do with their friends)

The GoD’s curse is so unimaginably cruel even diluted. It also puts into perspective how tough it must have been for KRS after LSH and CJS died. Thinking about the Soo dynamic from when they were together on EARTH 1 always makes me sad.

[psychicreadsgirl]

I know weird but lee soo Hyuk as a boyfriend, I think he’s be a sweetheart unlike his appearance

There's some rated R stuff so read at your own discretion

Lee Soohyuk has this friend that he has known for a long time, who he considers dear to him. He has feelings for this long-time friend but he knows that this friend would never love him back nor would society accept this love. It's unrequited for sure. He distracts himself by dating random people and sleeping with them. He gets drunk and has "fun". He imagines having s*x with his crush while having s*x with a stranger.

He often has s*x with people who remind him of his crush. He continues to just date around and play around to hide his feelings for this crush. He doesn't want to lose this best friend. One thing is he may sleep with his crush's ex to experience being close to his crush.

He can be quite rough, aggressive, and even violent during s*x. He's very dominant and likes to put someone on a leash and tug on it. BDSM stuff. He also like choking and blindfolding someone. He especially enjoys using toys on someone and a**l play.He enjoys inflicting pain on his s*x partners.

He may marry once he gets so pressured by his agency/society that he feels he has to marry in order to stop people from talking. His spouse will feel very lonely in this marriage. While he will provide for the family, he will rarely touch his spouse or interact with her. He'll keep himself busy with work and continue to try to forget his unrequited love.

[synthetickitsune]

Heeyoo! I know that the requests are closed for the moment, but if you don't mind I was hoping to request one. You can write for it later on

Can you do a Park Joonggil x reader fluff imagine of him falling for his shy assistant who works under him in the escort team. Thanks!

Park Joonggil (Tomorrow) | Fondness fluff | 0.9k | gn!reader

“Will that be everything, sir?”

He gives a stern nod and sends you on your way. Not without noting the satisfied smile blooming on your lips as you turn away from him.

Too soft for this job, he thinks not for the first or second time. He thought so when he first met you, kept thinking it during the trial period, and it’s unlikely he’ll stop anytime soon.

Still, no matter what he thinks, your work ethics and dedication cannot be ignored. It should be admired by many of your peers, really. Whatever he thinks, you’re efficient and your reports are precise and include everything he wants them to contain.

He watched you on a couple assignments. You work well, with expertise others might take months or years to develop. You do not hesitate to subdue souls unwilling to part with the world of the living. 

And yet you’re too soft. It’s too obvious in the tender look in your eyes when they meet his. In the meekness of your voice when you speak to him, in the blush on your cheeks. In the cautious way you approach him. You’re like a stray kitten deciding whether to trust him or not.

And admittedly, he was trying to make you crack for some time now.

It wasn’t often that you followed his lead, but until now, it always went well. He would never expect to find himself in a situation like this.

He had his own reasons for coming to personally take care of this mess. This has been one troublesome group of souls and he knew this case would be a highly complicated and dangerous one. Things could go south easily, which he always liked to avoid.

And to his credit, and to the credit of the team members he handpicked for this particular night, everything did go smoothly. At least until…

He whips around the moment he hears a soft whimper from a voice he recognizes as yours. Everyone else seemed confused, but he knew. You only ever spoke softly around him. Always so careful and respectful it bordered on scared. He doesn’t hesitate, following with resolute steps to the source of the panicked sound.

He finds you pinned against the wall. The man holds you by your throat, whispering threats that Joonggil cannot hear. You should be able to get out of such situation. He’s seen you fight. But seeing you struggle, something prevents him from scolding you. Yet he knows if it had been anyone else, he’d yell at them to stop messing around.

Instead he storms over and punches the man without a warning. He hears your panicked squeak. From the corner of his eye he pays attention to you as you free yourself, hiding behind him. Too soft. He doesn’t say anything, not to you, but he grabs the man who suddenly seems very cooperative and scared. Apparently there’s no need to speak to him either. It’s not hard to pass him over to the other members to have him escorted. Then he turns to you.

He frowns seeing you all but cowering against the wall. He tilts his head slightly, scanning you for injuries, but there is no visible wound. 

“Did he hurt you?” he asks, hiding his surprise well - he didn’t mean to sound so angry. You flinch a little and he takes half a step back, giving you space.

“No,” you answer. He hears the effort in your voice to respond to him as you usually do instead of showing your fear. For some reason it feels inappropriate to him. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t breathe and panicked. It won’t happen again.”

“It won’t,” he agrees. Because he won’t allow it, he wants to add, just to reassure you. Just to make you stop curling in on yourself. He has no means to ensure the situation doesn’t repeat itself. But as of now he was successful enough in making sure none of his subordinates got too hurt. He won’t let you ruin his achievement. He sees you swallow uneasily.

“I’m sorry I didn’t help,” you stutter a little, your cheeks visibly heating up. He can’t help but think it cute. “I just didn’t want to get in your way.”

“Seemed more like you wanted to be protected,” he hums, amusement tugging the corners of his lips upwards. He could laugh at the way you avoid his eyes with even more determination. You really are too soft. But maybe it’s not a bad thing. “It must’ve been scary.”

You snap your head to look at him so fast he worries you’ll hurt yourself. You look so surprised he almost second guesses himself - did you fear him this entire time? He allows his muscles to relax, allows the ghost of a smile to appear on his lips. “These accidents happen. Make sure you practice your defense more, you’re good enough on the offense.”

“Yes, sir,” you nod immediately. You still look a little dazed. It truly is amusing. Usually you’d consider yourself dismissed and run away, but you linger around. He wonders why, but only one reason comes to mind.

He turns around and leads the way. 

“Follow me, if you still feel too scared to return alone,” he tries to hide the humor in his voice.

He should be annoyed. Yet he only feels fondness in his chest hearing your shy and quiet ‘yes, sir’ and your footsteps following closely after his.

[moonlightsdream]

2022: a summary

Post your favourite or most popular edit from each month this year (it’s okay to skip months!) 

tagged by the sweet and talented sya @seawherethesunsets, thank you💛!

january: popular post - most favorite i love that vincenzo set and how it turned out! i remember capping all episodes then choosing the ones that fitted the theme which is close shots!, and i love how nicely that INAR edit turned out.. i need to go back to picspaming

feburary: popular post - most favorite i love the popular ones and how i managed to include the ships pine loved there, and who wouldn't love chayoung colorful set which i made while working on pine’s sets for secret valentine!!

march: popular post - most favorite i didn't think anastasia would be the most popular but it deserves it, the 3 ladies set is something i always wanted to make and the timing for it was almost perfect!

april: popular post - most favorite veronica park rules!!!, and i love every shot from pachinko it was pure ART!!

may: popular post - most favorite that mln set is my most favorite set i made last year!! i peaked there!!!!

june: popular post - most favorite i feel like mln sets are bound to be a fav of mine😎!

july: popular post - most favorite dirty dancing set turned out very lovely, i love that first shot always!! i have to give jayden lee an honorable mention, he was the lead of that drama and that's a FACT!!

august: popular post - most favorite puppiessss, who wouldn't love them, old classic disney animations were the best!! soohyuk/namra ship is superior the last year, had fun going through the drama again to find these moments.. s2 better deliver for them!!!!

september: popular post - most favorite i love that injoo quote, i had to gif it!! and of course the oh sisters and them blocking each other once they get upset at each other is a fav set of mine...

october: popular post - most favorite every shot from "in the mood for love" is pure art!! i can't imagine an averge set of it out there!!! FFYS couple stole my heart i had to make a set for them.. there were so many moment i wanted to include there!!!

november: popular post - most favorite 101 dalmatians talk about real "meet cute"!!!

december: popular post - most favorite a flirty first meeting!! that almost "little women" set, i spent a long time searching for a quote to make a quoteset, it was going to be either an injoo set or injoo/doil set, and once i came across that quote everything was set in motion and done, so proud of the final result💯💯!!!

tagging @ahsung @cuddlybitch @mostlyfate @junghaesin @haeyeongs -only if want to- and anyone who want to do it!

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rating kdramas based on how much of them i watched

my name, all episodes: 6/10, i was into it when i was watching it up until the ending i just thought it was. too fast

itaewon class, all episodes: 0/10, horrible. worst main characters i’ve ever seen, hated the plot, hated the ending, never watch again list

hometown cha cha cha, 2 of 16 episodes but it was episode 8 and 9: 5/10 and all 5 points r because hyunwoo was in it. -5 points bc he wasn’t in episode 9 and he had no speaking parts he was literally just there and all he did was flip his hair around . my king

the kings affection, 4 of 20 episodes but it was not in order: 3/10 bc i didn’t know any of the characters or the plot i was only watching it in parts bc my mom was watching it. 1 point for byungchan, 1 point for seokwoo, and 1 point for nam yoonsu

sweet home, half of episode 1 of 10 episode: 2/10 i wasn’t bored but it didn’t make me wanna watch the rest

juvenile justice, all episodes: 5/10 it was boring at some parts but i like the idea and i did watch it in one sitting . her villain origin story was not mind blowing but also my jaw did drop like i shouldn’t have laughed like it was rlly bad that i laughed but i just couldn’t imagine that would be the reason she’s doing this

squid game, all episodes: 1/10 watched it before everyone started overhyping it and it was still mid even before it had those high expectations . the ending was absolutely horrible and i hope his red hair gets burnt off . 1 point for jung hoyeon

twenty five twenty one, 20 minutes of the first episode of 16 episodes: 2/10 i already forgot what it was about but 1 point for nam joohyuk and 1 point for bona

our beloved summer, 1 of 16 episodes: 3/10 it was decent i just never went back to it. 2 points for the guy that plays jiwoong and 1 point for woongs art style

vincenzo, 1.75 of 20 episodes: 2/10 watched it bc everyone said it was good but i was barely holding on to that second episode i was so bored and the lawyer lady got on my nerves . 2 points bc she was also funny and i like that guy that works with her who says random english things in the middle of his sentences

start up, 5 of 16 episodes: 5/10 i liked it but i got bored and i didn’t like jipyeong. 5 points for nam joohyuk

kingdom, all episodes: 8/10 i liked it so much i watched a whole second season of it. -2 points bc i would barely remember the characters

tomorrow, 13.5 of 16 episodes: 8/10 i thought it was interesting, 5 points for lee soohyuk, 1 for ryunggu, 1 for seokwoo, and 1 for kong. they dragged out ryeon and sexy grim reaper man’s backstory too much for my liking like y r they enemies 13 episodes later i still don’t know .

[oraclekleo]

[Interactive Stories] Painting - Part 01

Lee Soo Hyuk Story

Painting

(Lee Soo Hyuk Story)

Part 01

Lee Soo Hyuk was standing in front of a painting in a gallery. Initially, this was only one of many similar events he was getting invitations to every week. He got himself smartly dressed and arrived at vernissage, struck poses for photographers and spent an hour or two looking at art pieces he would never ever put on display in his own home.

This evening was exactly the same until he spotted this one painting. It caught his attention immediately and he couldn’t look away from it. He was fully immersed in the scene it depicted, observing each tiny detail, discovering something new every minute. The painting looked nearly as realistic as a photograph, only certain aspects were clearly done by the hand of the artist. It depicted a young woman sitting on some sofa, her naked back exposed to the artist, her face turned so she was looking right at the audience. Her right arm was loosely placed on the sofa, exposing the wrist. Hyuk probably wouldn’t notice such a woman if he met her on a street but in this picture… It was a powerful and heartstopping image.

The woman was barely more than skin and bones, her back suffered severe burns a long time ago, her wrist carried marks of razor cuts. Two fingers on her hand seemed weirdly crooked as if they were broken and the bones healed in a wrong way. There were cigarette burn marks on her arms and legs. But the most disturbing was a scar on her neck. It looked as if someone slit her throat with a knife but the wound pulled together and only left a nasty scar there instead of killing her. The woman had the face of a broken angel. Her eyes were baby blue but there was so much pain and sadness in them. Hyuk felt as if his own heart started to bleed for this poor person who clearly suffered way too much.

He closed his eyes in an attempt to detach from the image but it remained in his mind. He opened eyes again only to see the eyes of the woman on the painting. Her lips remained pressed but Hyuk could hear her call for help in his mind. He gulped with difficulties and stepped a bit closer to the painting to read the description. It said that it’s the last work of a now deceased author. He died before finishing it, the painting wasn’t even given a name. The model was an unknown woman. Hyuk felt an unexpected stab of disappointment. For some reason he wanted to know her name or at least have a clue who she might be. Is she still alive? Is she feeling better now? Does she have the kind of care she needs? Author died, the painting had no name, the woman was unknown. Hyuk had no leads to follow at the moment.

“It’s an impressive piece, isn’t it?”

Hyuk turned to the woman standing next to him. She was the owner of this gallery. She surely noticed his interest and spotted an opportunity to do some business here.

“It emits a lot of sorrow and pain.” Hyuk said and had to turn back to the painting as if the model was demanding his attention.

“She must have been beautiful before all that happened.” The gallery owner mentioned, clearly referring to all those scars.

“I think she is beautiful. She endured such torment…” Hyuk stopped and had to blink quickly. He was never an overly emotional person but this painting was just too much for his self composure.

“You’re not the only one who thinks so. I have received offers from two potential buyers already.”

Hyuk blinked slowly. She was clearly bluffing… but what if it’s true? What if some creep buys this painting to hang it in their living room and let all their guests ogle the pain and suffering of a woman in the picture?

Check out Lee Soo Hyuk tarot readings:

Lee Soo Hyuk Kinky* Reading

Lee Soo Hyuk Relationship Role

Lee Soo Hyuk Ideal Partner

Lee Soo Hyuk - Love is a Battlefield

Lee Soo Hyuk - Shadow of the Moon

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Quick disclaimer: I only read up to Library of Souls, about seven years ago. So this is from my patchy memory of Peculiar Children worldbuilding with wiki-referenced + some homebrew peculiarities.

Firstly, key characters in this hypothetical fusion fic:

Jour Thames, the ymbryne looking after these not-quite-children. Her husband thinks she is dead, and will die long before he learns otherwise. It had been the perfect day for a loop. It might also be the only day. The world outside started to crumble; this is when they must stay.

Kim Roksu is a (comparatively) young librarian, a peculiar case among peculiars. He discovered his peculiarity when he captured the souls of his best friends (Lee Soohyuk, an anatomical peculiar who could swallow anything, and Choi Jungsu, a reptile-morphing peculiar), in the first minutes of Jour's time loop. This is his most important daily task - to keep his looping friends company as they die.

Cale Henituse is a memory mentalist. He takes the traumatic memories from peculiars that come through the loop. Near the beginning, he used to do this without permission out of a misguided idea of mercy. He took Kim Roksu's memories from him when they met on the first day of Jour's loop, but the souls told Roksu what was taken from him. Cale gave the memories back and now offers his services for each peculiar to accept or decline as they wish.

Choi Han has superstrength. He arrived after seeking refuge from another destroyed loop. Alver, a phosphagist, gets recruited to help teach Roksu about his powers. When Roksu consumes his dead friends' souls to gain the strength of a hollowgast, Alver is the one who extracts them to return Roksu to human form.

Ohn is a smoke blower and Hong has acid blood. They were born into an abusive loop-keeper clan. After escaping, Hong developed nerve damage in his left hand because of how deep he cut himself in order to protect them. The inside of Ohn's mouth is scarred from her brother's blood; she lost her sense of taste to hide them both by blowing acid blood smoke. Raon has invisibility; he experienced a mild form of dissubstantiation when trying to hide from his abusers, so now invisibility is his regular state, with heavy concentration required to become visible.

Eruhaben is a dust person, but instead of healing, his dust holds his conscious. When he scatters parts of his body, he can gain information from its surroundings. This comes at the cost of his soul, as he is effectively breaking and scattering himself. He found Raon using his dust and brought him to Jour's loop; Eruhaben himself doesn't live in a loop, but keeps an eye out for young peculiars and helps escort peculiars between their loops.

Next four aren't necessarily part of Jour's loop, but they do visit. Kage is a spiritist, Mary is a dead-riser (without an exchange of life for life, she can still raise the dead but her body rots alive), Clopeh is a light-shaper and Rosalyn is a fire-starter.

The White Star is a tri-tongued peculiar-turned-hollowgast-turned wight. Peculiar Children-typical bad guy.

Now for the slice of life. I'm imagining them all bodily as teenagers, with exception to OHR, Jour and Eruhaben, who look their canon ages.

Roksu starts his day with a walk into town, where he watches his best friends die and comforts them as best he can. Sometimes Jour accompanies Roksu into town, watching from a distance as he puts his friends to rest for the thousandth time. She checks her pocket watch and wishes she had started the loop even minutes later. Other times, Kage comes along with her old radio and helps Roksu talk to them in a relay.

Alver shines the sunlight through his tea of the day to give it a nice flavour. Sometimes he watches Roksu's jars a bit too eagerly; he knows what those souls taste like. They are very, very kind.

In the afternoon, Choi Han and Cale play with the kids while Roksu checks the perimeter with Alver. Raon likes playing hide-and-seek with Ohn particularly, because she always seems to know exactly where he is - it's a welcome change for a dissubstantiated boy. Jour thinks that Ohn is actually a diviner of lost people, with the smoke as her medium.

Cale plays pranks on others by taking tiny memories, like where Choi Han put down his antique sword. Choi Han now goes straight to Cale every time he loses something.

When they have bonfires and roast marshmallows, Alver is only allowed to join the circle once Rosalyn's fire is well on its merry way. This is because he likes taking and holding the firelight inside himself for its near-burn warmth. In turn, Rosalyn takes it as a challenge to make more fire than Alver can hold, which means when he finally releases the light again, they can end up with something like a forest fire on hand. This only happened twice before the loop members decided on the late arrival rule.

Clopeh keeps making light halos for Roksu. It's super distracting. Roksu has to go ask Alver to disperse the halo for him.

miss peregrine's home for peculiar children x lcf fusion fic. analogue horror-style slice of life. that's it. that's the idea.

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I tagged 1,307 of my posts in 2022

#quiet prolonged cackling - 183 posts

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#extraordinary attorney woo - 128 posts

#the hold this series and joongryeon have on me... - 123 posts

#it's joongryeon brainrot hours - 96 posts

#shit management enterprises does a lot of dumb things but smfam is forever - 81 posts

#lee soohyuk - the tallest most handsome man to ever brood - 79 posts

#it's missing shinee time which happens to be all the time - 69 posts

#dumbass kpop uncles - 45 posts

#why is my evil baby cheese so pretty - 41 posts

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

me, watching jung myeongseok cough up blood: oh no here we go, we’re hitting the Last Few Episodes of pure chaos and drama

like...can we NOT ??

32 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#4

don't mind me, i'm just thinking about when (and why) joong-gil decided to start wearing gloves as part of his outfit when working 🙃🙃

they definitely weren't a part of the older joseon uniforms, and it seems like he only started doing it when they switched to western clothing

but i know we are all overthinking about why he wears them and when he chooses to take them off 🙈

32 notes - Posted May 15, 2022

#3

randomly thinking about how ryung-gu had the title of "manager" on the RM team which literally consisted of just him and ryeon before junwoong showed up...

i imagine that he got the manager position simply bc he snarkily told ryeon and the director that "managing a team of one (myself) is really hard, so i should be promoted" or smth along that line.

something like "i'm really hard to manage."

36 notes - Posted May 19, 2022

#2

i'm fully embracing my lee soohyuk brainrot hours, courtesy of tomorrow

i like my men tall and brooding okay

48 notes - Posted May 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

nope, i’m not okay

source: cosmicsticks

145 notes - Posted January 14, 2022

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