#sae byeok x reader

[everyones-doormat]

QUIET COMPANY

masterlist | kang sae-byeok x reader

synopsis: you're knee deep in laundry, ranting about recent family drama. while sae-byeok's quietly putting up with it, (she's secretly invested.)

genre: fluff

The laundry situation was mostly under control…mostly. You always promise yourself you won’t let it get out of hand. And yet, here you are, staring at a small mountain of freshly washed clothes spilling out of the basket in front of you.

You were sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, sorting warm clothes into neat little stacks. One pile for socks, one for pants and one for Sae’s your shirts. The TV murmured something in the background, but it was more for noise than anything else. You weren’t watching.

You were halfway through folding one of Sae-byeok’s old t-shirts when you heard the front door creak open.

You didn’t look up immediately, you already knew it was her. The familiar shuffle of shoes being nudged off. The quiet sound of a jacket unzipping.

Then, a few seconds later, her fingers ran gently through your hair, a smooth motion from the crown of your head down to the ends, and you leaned into it automatically.

You looked up, smiling.

"Hi baby," you said.

Sae didn’t say anything right away. She lingered, hand resting briefly at the back of your head before stepping past you toward the hallway. “Hey,” she said softly.

You twisted around on the rug, folding your legs under you as you peered into the narrow hallway, tracking her movements.

“Good day?” you called out, rolling a pair of socks and tossing them into their pile.

She disappeared into the bedroom. “Fine,” her voice slightly muted.

You folded one of her shirts, placing it among the growing pile. “So, l had lunch with my family today,” you went on.  “Grandma’s matchmaking again” A smile growing on your lips.

There was no reply, but you knew she was listening.

You looked over your shoulder. “You wanna hear about your new rival.”

You can feel her roll her eyes even from the other room. “No.”

Laughing, you turned back to the laundry, stacking folded clothes as you continued. “Thirty-seven years old, financially stable, sells cars.”

Pause

“A man.”

Sae reappears, leaning against the living room doorframe. Her eyebrows lightly raised, the corner of her mouth threatening upwards.

You look up at her grinning. “Thoughts?”

 “Lucky you,” she says, in her usual flat tone.

You snort. “Should I leave you for him? Become a rich car salesman’s wife? Have matching Mitsubishis?”

She’s already heading toward the bathroom but pauses just long enough to side-eye you, smirk on her face.

“Go ahead.”

You grin, already abandoning the laundry to follow her. She didn’t question it.

Slipping into the bathroom, you close the door behind you. The room’s filled quickly with steam as Sae turned on the water.

You hop up onto the counter, feet dangling, eyes trailing Sae.  She moved quietly, pulling her shirt over her head, folding it neatly before stepping out of her jeans.

“Anyways—l reminded her that l already have someone in my life who’s emotionally mature and unreasonably quiet.”

Sae glanced at you over her shoulder. “Unreasonably?”

You gave her a smug little smile. “You have your moments.”

Sae snorted, stepping behind the curtain, her silhouette blurred behind the curtain. Steam continued filling the room, but she didn’t stop you from talking. She never did.

You looked at her silhouette behind the curtain. “She said,” you continued, “’that girl’s lovely, , but she’s not a husband’.”

You waited for a beat.

Then, Sae’s voice came low, “I can be a husband. If she wants one.”

You laughed, leaning your head back against the mirror. “Please don’t challenge my grandmother to a gender duel. She’d bring a crucifix and her bible group.

Sae didn’t reply, but you caught the curve of a smile in her voice when she said, “She’d lose.”

You laugh out, covering your mouth like it’ll keep the noise in.

When your laughter finally dies down, you shake your head to yourself, staring at your own faint reflection in the fogged glass.

“I told her to save the matchmaking for my cousin anyway,” you added casually, leaning forward to pick at a loose thread on your pants.

There was a pause, only the sound of water hitting tile filling the space between you.

“Oh!” You remembered suddenly.  “Speaking of my cousin, she got a tattoo.”

Another pause.

Then, the soft swish of the curtain being pulled back an inch, just enough for Sae to peer at you like really?.

“What’d she get?” she asked.

You snorted, shaking your head. “A whole tiger. Down her ribs. No warning. No heads-up. Just showed up to lunch today.

Sae’s expression didn’t change much, but the deadpan blink said it all.

“She didn’t anyone?” she asked.

“Not a soul.” You swung your legs idly. “Her mum lost it—you should’ve seen grandma’s face, I swear l watched her soul leave her body.”

Sae’s lips twitched. “Look bad?”

You hesitated. “No… actually kinda sick.”

Sae gave you a look like, of course it did.

“She’s still an idiot though,” you added quickly.

She only hummed, eyeing you.

You watched her step out, towel wrapped around her, hair dark and dripping onto her shoulders. She moved past you to grab another towel, patting down her hair lazily.

Sae shakes her head, eyes flicking to yours. "She’s dead."

"Basically," you agree. "Funeral’s next week."

Sae huffs out the smallest breath of a laugh, lips curling in the corners.

You’re still sitting on the bathroom counter, smiling softly to yourself, watching Sae move around.

You’re mostly just watching her because…well. She looks good like this, skin still warm from the water, hair dark and sticking to her neck.

"Maybe I should get a tattoo." You say it casually. It’s half a thought, half bait.

Her eyes flick over to you in the mirror.

"Yeah?" Flat. Unimpressed.

You grin to yourself, lazy. "Mhm."

That earns you a side-eye as she rubs the towel through her damp hair. Still unimpressed.

Her voice comes dry. “Of what.”

You shrug, biting back a grin. “Your name.”

Sae just stares at you for a long, unimpressed beat.

She turns, slow, watching you with that unreadable stare. Blank, unimpressed. But there’s the faintest shift at the corner of her mouth.

Then, slowly, she steps right in between your legs, slow and deliberate, damp hair pushed back messy.

“You’re not getting my name tattooed on you,” Sae says flatly, voice quiet in that way she gets when she’s very sure about something.

You pout, just to mess with her. “Why not? Thought you wanted to be my husband.”

That earns you a small, but real laugh.

You’re smiling before you even realize it, chest warm and stupidly full.

"Okay," you breathe, grinning. "But just so you know… if I did get one… it'd be in Comic Sans."

That earns you an actual eye-roll. Full-body, deeply pained.

“Get out.”

You laugh, leaning into her, pressing a kiss to her lips.

She doesn’t pull away.

If anything, her hands tighten just slightly on your thighs.

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sorry it's been a while, didn't realise how long it's been since my last post <3

taglist: @gemzyy, monkey4lifer, ikalyyy

[misayani]

— SQUID GAME WOMEN STRAP HCS

◜ featuring ... player 196 (bee girl), no eul (guard 011), se-mi (player 380), sae-byeok (s1 player 067) 

𔗨 author's note — didnt add junhee cos she preg and no hyunju bc i dont think she'll be comfortable w a male genitalia toy BUT LETS FUCKING GOoOO strap game hcs coming right up !! [lowercase intended]

p.s. thank u for all the reqs!! give me time and ill post my work one by one, i js have so many ideas in my mind its gonna explode

warning: smut [use of strap-on, taking pictures]

player 196 — 

- ! PINK STRAP PINK STRAP PINK STRAP !

- sweet talker during sex but her movements are definitely the opposite of sweet

- would DEFINITELY take pretty pictures of you while you drool over her strap

- has a special album for you with pink emojis on the side <33

- slows down right before you orgasm !!!

- she makes fun of your pathetic state :(( 

- you get even more turned on ofc

- mostly just her teasing you whenever she fucks you using her strap

- sometimes she'd add fun and use a vibrator on u alongside her strap!!

- one time she wanted to test the new mascara she bought if it was really waterproof like it said on the packaging

- .... guess what ....

- she applies it on your lashes, brings out the strap and fucks u non stop til u were literally crying

- lashes stayed bomb after sex though so she took note of that ! 

- loves to edge u COS LIKE I SAID SHE'S A TEAAAASE

- after a few edging rounds she'd finally let u cum

- she's not THAT mean to not let u !!

- LOVES hearing your moans !!! sometimes she'd get off herself by just that.

- AFTERCARE !! would make u feel like a princess and im talking about bubble baths, cuddles, and sometimes would even do your nails <3

"good girl, taking me in so well" 

no eul —

- doesnt rlly care abt strap colors but i can imagine her w the skin tone one 

- prepare to not be able to walk the next day

- ABSOLUTELY MERCILESS !!!!! 

- poor baby's stressed most of the time so fucking u with her strap serves as her stress reliever

- u wont complain though, her strap game has u crying out of pleasure

- though once you've had enough and said the safe word she'd stop w/o hesitation

- DOGGY STYLE?!?![[€=€{[€

- easier for her to hit the deepest areas inside u <3

- pulls ur hair while doing it 

- DARE I SAY she has an unnie kink...

- call her that = prepare yourself for the best fuck of your life

- DONT GET ME WRONG!! she may be rough but she fucks u like she loves you

- feels relieved after sex, she's glad to have someone like u :((

- i personally think u'd actually be the one giving her aftercare

- cause she deserves all the loooove and care

- <3 

"shit— just like that, just like that."

se mi — 

- BLACK. 6 INCHES. CURVED

- im sorry but if u think she'll go easy on u well you're so so wrong

- COWBOY 

- she loves u on top cos that means she'll get to see your pretty face

- AND ur boobs ;)

- explores ur body with her hands as u bounce on her strap

- if u dont know what ur doing, she'll guide you

- such a dirty talker

- would make u feel like a slut and a princess cos she'll degrade and praise u at the same time

- fucks you like she hates you

- BRAT TAMER !! HELLO

- another edger 

- she'll edge you until you're a crying mess begging for her to let u cum :(

- "se-mi please"

- "stop fucking complaining. you take what i give you."

- se-mi has a playful personality so it's no surprise if she teases u the whole time you're having sex

- loves to overstimulate u

- she'll make u suck it after 

- would literally pound into your mouth til you cry

- aftercare w her's the best though

- she's slight of different in and out of bed so expect her to be gentle right after fucking u so roughly

"oh did you think i was done with you? we're not stopping til you squirt on my cock."

sae byeok —

- NOW she'd be the one who's gentle during sex

- her cold and stoic persona vanishes the moment she fucks you

- you'd be surprised actually about the way she's gone so soft on you

- if you like it slow, she'll go slow. if you like it rough, she'll go rough

- she just wants to show you she loves you

- making out while she's pounding into you >>

- would feel satisfied when you finally orgasm

- doesn't really speak during sex but she'd let out small praises from time to time

- she'll eat you out right after

"i love you."

@misayani

[banananutmuffin28]

HCs on Squid Game Women Eating You Out

Featuring: No-Eul (Guard 011), Se-Mi (Player 380), Kang Sae-Byeok (Player 067), Ji-Yeong (Player 240), Hyun-Ju (Player 120).

Warnings: Smut [Obviously] A/N: Hey guys! I’m finally back :)

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No-Eul:

-This may be an unpopular opinion, but I’m at the firm belief that—despite her fierce-some looks—No-Eul is actually very inexperienced at eating pussy.

-In a world like North Korea, the poor woman’s only sexual experience was probably with her late husband.

-And, after she escaped, she had way bigger things to worry about than exploring her sexual orientation.

-However, while No-Eul doesn’t have much experience, that doesn’t mean she is terrible at eating you out.

-She is a fast learner, after all.

-In the beginning, she’ll slowly nibble your neck as her hands trail down your stomach.

-Of course, you whine, jutting your hips upward in a vain attempt to get her to speed up.

-She only slows down.

-No-Eul loves teasing you, loves watching you grow wetter and wetter as her hot mouth comes closer and closer to where you need her most.

-When her face gets to your clothed cunt, she’ll hesitate for just a moment before kissing your pussy. As you buck into her touch, No-Eul will drag down your underwear with her teeth.

-She’ll plant hot, wet kisses around your inner thighs, getting so close to your pussy but always avoiding it at the last minute.

-The teasing drives you insane.

-“P…please, No-Eul,” You’d beg, hands desperately gripped onto her hair.

-She only hums in response, and you can feel her smirk into your skin.

-When No-Eul finally pities you, she’ll latch onto your poor, swollen clit and start sucking and licking it eagerly.

-She’ll listen to your cues, stopping a few times to make sure you’re okay before she continues.

-No-Eul will run her tongue along your wet folds, collecting up your juices and savoring in your sweet little moans.

-She’s fucking good at using her mouth.

-As the two of you get intimate more and more frequently, No-Eul will always be attentive.

-She’ll take note of the little movements you make when you’re just about to cum so she can slow down and edge you.

-Oh, and she’s mean about it too.

-She’ll growl about how utterly needy and desperate you are for her, and revel in how much you just can’t function without her.

-It feeds into that obsessive side of her, that want to have you depend on her entirely.

-When you eventually cum, she’ll switch gears and overstimulate you instead, drawing orgasm after orgasm from you until you’re nothing but a pathetic, sobbing mess.

-“Please, no more!” You wail, drool dripping from your lips as No-Eul tongue fucks you silly.

-“Oh? Weren’t you just begging me to give you a release, baby?”

-No-Eul will demand that you cum on her face.

-She’s addicted to your taste and gets off of the fact that she’s the only one who is allowed to touch you this way.

-No-Eul will completely ruin your thighs, covering them with rough, bruising bites that you both know won’t heal for days.

-Of course, she won’t shrink on the aftercare. -After she becomes content or notices the slight sag in your shoulders, No-Eul will gently halt to a stop and scoop you up into her arms.

-She’s attentive, always asking you how well you enjoyed it and if she was ever too rough. If you’re up for it, No-Eul won’t mind running you a bath to soothe your aching muscles.

-If you’re too tired, then your girlfriend will give your forehead a few pecks and comb through your hair, letting you fall asleep in her arms.

-You will always feel her press light, feathery kisses on the marks she gives you.

-No-Eul loves you so fucking much.

Kang Sae-Byeok:

-As another North Korean defector, Sae-Byeok is also a little inexperienced in the beginning of your relationship.

-At first, she’s even a little hesitant as she doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you.

-Of course, once you get it through her head that she won't, Sae-Byeok is all over you.

- She takes her time, preferring to savor the feeling of you writhing under her touch.

-But, like No-Eul, she is quick to learn your body cues.

-And well…all that pent up sexual urges and frustrations needed to be released somewhere.

-In fact, eating you out is one of the few times where she really feels at peace

-Each hickey she leaves on you is a mark of possession. You’re her girlfriend, and Sae-Byeok isn’t shy in letting that fact be known.

-You're one of her few precious joys she still has.

-In a way, eating you out grounds Sae-Byeok, as it reminds her that you’re still here, alive and safe in her arms.

-Sae-Byeok wants to make you feel loved, wants to let you know how much she fucking cherishes you, and the sex reflects that.

-She’s hyper focused on your pleasure and slurps up your juices eagerly.

-The taste of your cum drives her insane.

-Whenever you orgasm, her strong hands will press your thighs together, pinning your sex right up against her face.

-Sae-Byeok loves it when you cum on her face.

-She absolutely adores how you just turn into puddy in her hands.

-When Sae-Byeok has her fill, she'll pat your head and make sure you're okay.

-There’s a 50/50 chance that she’ll flip the position so that her hips rest over your neck, her cunt just inches away from your face.

-Sae-Byeok won't wipe her smirk off her face as she rides your mouth.

-It’s only fair that you return the favor, after all.

Se-Mi:

-You can’t look at me and say Se-Mi doesn’t know how to eat pussy.

-She’s a fucking expert at it.

-Se-Mi likes to take her time, preferring to slowly take her time dragging her tongue to your swollen clit.

-She’s a little bit of a sadist; of course she loves watching you squirm.

-But, just because she prefers to go slow doesn’t mean the girl can’t bring you to an orgasm in mere minutes.

-If you’re being especially bratty and tease Se-Mi while you’re out in public—Be prepared.

-The second you two get home she’s going to shove you against the nearest wall and slide her fingers into your soaked cunt.

“Such a dirty brat,” She’d sneer, tongue glancing at your pink ears. “Did you really think I’d let you get away with that?”

-Se-Mi would force you onto your knees and bend you over so that she could see how utterly wet you were for her.

-She’ll skip the foreplay—not like you needed any to begin with—and start tongue fucking your pretty little hole.

-Se-Mi will alternate between swirling her tongue around your folds and licking your clit, making you cum over and over again.

-Unless you yell out your safe word, she won’t stop until your cheeks are wet with tears and your throat is hoarse from screaming her name.

“Stop complaining, you little slut. Isn’t this what you wanted?”

-The piercing on her tongue makes her tongue fucking even more mind numbing.

-Sometimes, she’ll purposefully rub the piercing against your hole, just to heat you whimper.

-When she has had her fun, Se-Mi will finally pull away and pick you up, carrying you over to your shared bed.

-Se-Mi will get you water, a warm towel, snacks, and anything else you might need. If you try to get up from the bed, she’ll be quick to stop you.

“Shhh, my Princess deserves to be spoiled. Lay back down, sweetheart.”

-You’ll pretend to pout, but you and Se-Mi both know you love being pampered.

-And as you lay there in the sleep, waiting for sleep to take you, you’ll see a brief glimpse of Se-Mi licking off the last bits of your juices from her face.

-“Fuck, baby, you taste delicious.”

Ji-Yeong

-After Ji-Yeong had been released from jail, she went through a brief relapse period where she would enter random college parties to have sex with the first girl she’s see.

-She was so desperate to feel something, anything that she would jump on the opportunity to feel pleasure.

-And, what better Fuck You would it be to her POS father’s memory than to go around drinking in frat houses with an arm slung around a girl?

-So, when you and her fuck, she's more than capable in bringing you over the edge.

-Ji-Yeong is playful. Her lips will quirk up whenever you moan as she licks at just that spot. Sometimes, she'll chuckle, the vibrations buzzing your wet core.

-It is not uncommon for her to briefly stop her ministrations to quip at you cheekily.

-Of course, she ducks back between your legs before you can whack her head.

-Ji-Yeong will more than make up for it by latching her skilled mouth onto your clit.

Hyun-Ju

-Oh this poor, poor girl.

-Prior to her transition Hyun-Ju never had sex with other women.

-It didn't feel right to her, as if she was somehow lying to them with her mere presence.

-Even after her transition, she would still distance herself from other women.

-But then, she met you.

-The first time she went down on you, she was nervous, terrified that she would disappoint you or that you would see her naked body and change your mind last minute.

-But, she would slowly ease into it and her nerves would eventually settle.

-Hyun-Ju prefers to use her fingers, but when she eats you out, she’s very gentle.

-In a way, she almost worships your pussy.

-Hyun-Ju loves lapping up your juices. She loves the taste of you.

-She’s well aware of the callouses on her hands and enjoys using her fingers to pump her fingers in and out while her tongue explores your labia.

-If you grab her hair, that’s a sure fire way to get her to go faster.

-(She loves her head being crushed by your thighs. It’s her dirty little secret).

[starredblood]

UNRAVEL THE NIGHT

kang sae-byeok x fem!reader

synopsis: once a cautious person, you decided to take a risk and ask kang sae-byeok to ditch this party with you. as the night goes on, you both share slices of your mellow lives.

wc. 1.8k

warnings: acquaintances to potential lovers, comfort, small angst, mentions of drinking and smoking | authors note: wrote half of this after falling a bit sick so hopefully it isn’t all over the place lol

(masterlist)

“Should we get out of here?”

The party was distorted with rainbow disco lights flashing around the vicinity. Crowds of people mound together as they swayed in no particular direction to the ear-bursting EDM music. And somewhere in this crowd of dancers was your friend Ji-yeong, the sole reason why you’re even pressing your back against the wall isolated from the rest of the partygoers. But you weren’t alone as she dragged her other friend and roommate Kang Sae-byeok along too—you three met outside the train station before coming downtown. She too was secluding herself from this social event and stood a few feet beside you, seemingly not enjoying herself just like you.

You don’t understand how Ji-yeong thought it was a good idea to bring two of her most introverted friends to a social gathering. Or maybe it was on purpose.

Although you’ve only interacted with Sae-byeok twice after months of knowing about her existence, her cold and discreet nature attracted you. It was something about the way her face remains stone cold in every situation, it made you curious to wonder how easily you can crack her guarded shell.

The longer you two stood off to the side taking occasional sips from your alcoholic beverage, you wonder if Ji-yeong invited you to get to know Sae-byeok. Because the last time you two spoke about the reserved girl you voiced out your subtle interest in her and Ji-yeong immediately got onboard. But your friend warned you about her excessive loneliness and how fulfilling it will be if she made another friend beside her. Maybe you could be a new addition to her life.

So, when you got the liquid courage from your alcohol to bravely ask Sae-byeok to ditch the party together, your breathing stopped.

Her freckled face shone in various different colors thanks to the flashing LED lights but all you could see was her usual poker face. You start to wonder if she didn’t hear your loud request.

“Fine.” she deadpans.

You blink at her before forming a small sneaky smile when she turned around and started walking towards the direction of the door. As you follow her, you noticed she turned her head ever so slightly like she was making sure you were following behind her. But reading into the small things can give a false sense of hope, so you disregard her action.

The air felt cleaner and the silence of the outdoors was like a warm blanket hugging you after the end of a cold winter day. It was a peaceful dark night that was a stark contrast from the party inside. You noticed Sae-byeok also felt a sense of relief when her chest began heaving slowly.

She glances at you, her eyes narrowed like a watchdog. “What’s your plan?”

“I just want to walk around.” you admit, biting the inside of your cheek hoping that she’ll approve of your response. She only whirls back around and starts walking aimlessly down the street.

A few minutes into the walk and neither of you uttered a single word. You’ve only spoken to her twice before and the conversations from the past were dry and closed ended. What’s there to say to a girl like her? Maybe you should’ve asked Ji-yeong. But you like the fun in figuring it out yourself.

“So,” you start off, crushing your empty plastic cup once all the alcohol was now in your system. “how did you and Ji-yeong meet?”

“Her job.” she replies dryly, shoving her hands into the pockets of her jacket.

You nod at her, amused at how intensely she began staring at the pavement. “Me too. Did you also think she was trying to scam you at first?”

Sae-byeok briefly looked at you once more and purses her lips, it could mean a lot of different things but you think she’s trying to suppress amusement—or annoyance. She’s a tough one to crack, but you’re resilient and stubborn.

“She’s the first friend that I made outside of college—which is nice because we get to talk more about life rather than just school.” you ramble, kicking off miscellaneous objects that lay on the sidewalk. “Because college can be so draining—especially when you don’t have a stable income and have to work while studying.”

After a bit more walking you both stumble upon a frozen yogurt shop where the only customers were a rowdy group of teenagers. It was a silent mutual decision to head inside and get something.

You want to point out how funny it was for her to not add toppings to her frozen yogurt but you figure it’s better not to tease.

Once you both sat on the lonely bench across the street from the shop, Sae-byeok finally pulled her hoodie down so you could see her tousled black hair better frame her face. She began grabbing small spoonfuls of frozen yogurt to her mouth while you observed her.

“Are you in college?” you ask her curiously. She only shakes her head, studying her frozen treat like it’s a relic in a museum. “And why did you want to go to the party in the first place? It seemed like you didn’t have fun the moment we stepped inside the train to head there.”

“You ask a lot of fucking questions.” she says, her voice raspier and stern.

You could spot a defense mechanism from miles away. So, you didn’t take it to heart—instead the game you were trying to play turned into something more mystique. Now, you feel your chest become heavy with the sadness you felt as you got ready for the party.

“I normally don’t.” you murmur, swirling around your melting yogurt with the plastic spoon. “I just I think you’re interesting.” you blurt without hesitation and watch her carefully.

The sound of cicadas shuttering in the distance overwhelms the silence. Where the teenagers making a ruckus outside the yogurt shop was now empty, only leaving you alone with Sae-byeok. It felt like you two were the only things living on Earth briefly.

Her eyes flicker up to you in a flash, yet you were able to capture the light shades of brown in her irises before she pulls away to look at her lap. She scoffs quietly. “You’re wasting your time then. I’m not.”

“So, you seriously don’t care that I said I found you interesting?” you question. “You know what I’m implying, yes?”

“Like I said—I’m not. And I’m not interested.”

“Ouch.” you said, feigning heartbreak. “My heart is already weak enough, Sae-byeok.”

Sae-byeok sets aside her empty frozen yogurt cup and stares ahead at the starless sky, her expression bleak as ever. Maybe you shouldn’t have mentioned your heart condition so suddenly.

“It’s hard not to eavesdrop on Ji-yeong when she talks to you so loudly on the phone.” she sighs in reference to your weak heart. “I hear the way she consoles you and…sometimes you’re on speaker and—“

“Pity me?” you cut her off, watching her with eyebrows furrowed.

“No.” she glances at you. “Everyone in the world is sad but you’re…sadder.”

You didn’t expect it at all. It was hard to digest anything after her confession, so you just stare shamefully at your half eaten yogurt.

“You’re probably right.” you breathe. “But the same could be said for you.” she only rolls her eyes at your response, so you add, “We just left a party.”

“Because it fucking sucked.”

“Oh yeah? If it was fun would you have gone to the dance floor?” you ask curiously.

“You’re getting on my nerves.”

You shrug. “I’m the one opening up. You know about my condition—what about you? What makes you sad?”

“Everything.” she exhales.

“The world is shit.” you agree.

“Oh yeah?” she scoffs in amusement. “Thought you were more of an optimist.”

You only chuckle at her. Then her phone tings—when she pulls it out her forehead crinkles reading whatever message she received. She lets out a groan and throws her head back in irritation.

Apparently, Ji-yeong was blackout drunk and was spamming her roommate twenty blurry pictures of the party. It was concluded it was better to stay at the party to watch over her drunken stupors.

When you both walked back to the party, the number of people doubled that even some resorted to take the party outside. People sprawled on the lawn, smoking, drinking and giggling like life was eternal. You clutch your chest at the sting then drop it before Sae-byeok noticed.

She mutters a curse before stepping inside the house filled with a clammy crowd.

It was no use to find her below the sea of people so she suggests heading up the stairs and survey the scene from above. But before your foot could even touch the stairs you feel a shoulder collide with yours—the sudden impact makes your balance unstable. When you fall on the ground the pang in your chest worsened.

“I’m fine—I got it.” you heave when Sae-byeok outstretched her arm to pull you up. When you get off by your self, your breathing begins to feel erratic. “Can we hide in a bathroom for a second?”

She locks the bathroom door and stares at it as if she was collecting herself. You sit on the toilet seat lid and look up at her, frowning. After tying her short raven hair she slowly walks over to the sink and leans her back against it.

“Why even come in the first place if you’re still recovering?” she murmurs, observing the bathroom tile flooring.

You shake your head softly, frustration brewing in your system rapidly. “Because I’m tired of being locked up in my room—I just wanted to experience things people my age do.”

“But—“

“I’ve never been able to live freely like everyone else. I can’t do sports, go on rollercoasters, swim, nothing. Not even after my heart transplant.” you explain more calmly. She makes eye contact with you finally but you’re still visibly upset. “I just want to experience something good.” you tremble before staring at your lap in shame.

Calloused fingers gently grabbed you by the chin and lifted your head up. Sae-byeok immediately drew her hand back to her pocket and clears her throat.

“I’m free Sunday.” she says flatly and it took you a moment to register the context behind her words. Hesitantly, you exchange looks and notice her once stern eyes rounded in a rarity of softness. This is the moment you realized you cracked Sae-byeok.

For the first time in a while you felt a clear path in life—your world was filled with so much uncertainty. You just wanted someone—anyone to tell you you’re their path. And you’re elated it’s her.

“Let’s go find her.” she declares after intense silence.

You stop her from reaching the doorknob and didn’t think when you pressed your lips onto hers. “Sorry,” you say, your lips still brushing against hers and weakly grin. “I wanted to do that all night.”

“Oh.” she whispers, her cheeks visibly becoming more pink. “Just to experience it?” she asks, sounding the tiniest bit disappointed.

You shake your head no. “Like I said, you’re interesting.”

She presses her lips tightly like she was trying to fight back smiling. Your hand slowly lets go of the doorknob and watch her slowly reveal the ruckus going on the other side. She reaches to grab your wrist this time, something she wished she would’ve done earlier.

The night still was young but you’ll remember this night as if we’re eternal. Because tonight was the night you finally decided to live life without hesitation and it brought you to Sae-byeok.

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[slut4megantheestallion]

˚ ⋆ .Squid Game characters x Flirty!reader Headcannons

˖⁺‧₊ ˚✧Hc squid game characters with a flirty reader.˚ ⋆

Character: Thanos, Myung-gi, Gi-hun, in-ho, jun-ho, Sae-byeok, dae-ho.

-Thanos (Choi su-bong)

● If you flirt with him, oh, he's gonna flirt with you back, and he's not gonna stop. He'll flirt right back, one-upping up your flirty comments with exaggerated gestures. He'll say some corny shit like, "Is it getting hot in here, or is it just you, senorita?" He teases. He loves attention and knows how to turn it into a game.

●He'll randomly just start rapping just for you, making sure the attention is all on you. "Yeah, she's so fine, no need to pretend, got me rapping for her, again and again," he'd rap while laughing.

● Thanos loves when you react with his flirty antics, and he'll keep pushing boundaries. He thrives on attention and will keep making bold moves to keep your attention on him. He's not subtle with it he'll always make sure you know he's interested, even if it's a bit obnoxious.

● He might be playful and goofy and making jokes. He's really stubborn if you play hard to get. He'll keep coming at you, pushing your buttons just to see how you'll react. He just loves the chase.

-Myung-Gi

●Myung-gi isn't the type to outwardly flirt back, but he'll notice you more than anyone else. If you flirt with him, he'll most likely respond with a long, intense gaze, his expression unreadable. He doesn't get flustered, but he's intrigued by your flirty personality and the attention.

● if you continue to flirt with him, his responses would be quiet and calculated. "You seem different." He might say showing interest he isn't loud or bold he just wants to keep things mysterious and make you wonder if he's truly interested

● he's the type to observe before making any moves. He wouks keep you on your toes with his silent and subtle actions. While he's not overt with his affections,he'll make an effort to be around you more often, taking mental notes of your reactions

●He's not going to say to much outright, but if he's drawn to you, he might offer small, thoughtful comments like, "You stand out among the rest." Or someone that feels cryptic yet genuine.

-Gi-hun

●Gi-hun would likely be nervous and awkwardly if you flirt with him, especially in such a dangerous environment. He'd provide laugh nervously, unsure how to rest, "Uhh... thanks?" Hell say, completely unsure of how to handle the attention.

● Despite his awkwardness, gi-hun would be genuine in his responses. If you continue flirting with him, he might get more comfortable, offering sweet but clumsy compliments. "You really think I'm.. worth your time?" He might ask, unsure of himself but flattered.

● as he grows more comfortable with you, he might begin to flirt back with his own goofy charm. "I'm not the best guy, but I'm glad you're giving a chance," he might say, trying to make you smile.

● His flirtation might be quiet but sincere. He might offer to help you with something or share food, showing affection in ways that aren't loud but are deeply caring.

-In-ho

●In-ho, is always in control. He's never caught off guard, and he'll never be overwhelmed by flirtation. If you flirt with him, his response will be calm and composed, and even a little cryptic. He honestly finds the flirty tension a game.

●He might use his flirting to keep you intrigued, but it's all a part of his bigger plan. He'll charm you, only to make you feel like you're in his grasp. "You don't realize how much power you have, do you?" He might say while gently manipulating the conversation.

●He won't overtly show interest, but you can tell he enjoys having your attention. He might drop hints about how you're a valuable player in the game, subtly praising your actions, all while keeping you at arm's length, maintaining the upper hand.

●He won't hesitate to make the flirtation feel dangerous, and if it's playful, it's always with an undertone of power and control. He might enjoy the chase, but he's always thinking one step ahead.

-Hwang jun-ho

●Honestly the flirtation might catch him off guard. He's not used to attention being drawn to him in that way, so he might act a little surprised. "Why are you flirting with me in a place like this?" He asks, trying to stay focused.

●Despite his initial surprise, he would still be protective. He would probably respond to your flirtation by trying to shield you from danger in submitting ways.

●His flirtation would be hesitant at first, but over time, if you show genuine interest, he might soften, but he'd still have his guard up.

● if you continue to flirt with him, you might find that hwang jun-ho shows his affection through small acts of kindness, like bringing you someone to eat or standing up for you when others threaten you. He may not say much, but his actions would speak volumes.

-Dae-ho

●When you flirt with him, it throws him off. He responds politely at first, thinking you're just teasing. "Persistent, aren't you?" He says with a small smile.

●your playful remarks or brushing against him make him freeze for a second, followed by a subtle blush. He clears his throat and tries to redirect the focus, but his stiff posture gives him away.

●He's fiercely protective of you, standing close in dangerous situations or subtly moving between you and others. If someone flirts with you he won't confront them directly but will watch them with a quiet intensity.

●Over time, he starts to enjoy our teasing, responding with calm, understated flirtation that catches you off guard. "If you're trying to distract me it's working."

●In quieter times, he softens, showing affection through small but meaningful gestures-offering you food, ensuring you rest, standing watch.

●Dae-ho is so cute, loyal, and protective, making you feel deeply cherished even without grand gestures. His calm demeanor compliments your playful energy.

-Sae-byeok

● if you flirt with Sae-byeok, she'll probably be taken off guard. She's not used to receiving attention in such a forward way.

● Sae-byeok might get sarcastic with her responses, trying to deflect the flirtation. She'd tease you, turning the tables to see how you respond. "If you think I'm impressed by yourcharm, you're wrong." She says, but you'll know it's half-joking.

●Though Sae-byeok's hard to crack, the more you flirt with her, the more she starts to soften, though she'll never admit it. If you show genuine interest, she might get a little less cold over time, even if she'll always keep up her tough exterior.

●After a while,Sae-byeok may surprise you with moments of quiet affection- like a unexpected compliment or a protective gesture when you need it. Her flirting is more subtle, but when she does show her interest in you, it'll be in an unexpected but meaningful way.

[gutslette]

JEALOUSY GIRLS TYPES HEADCANONS feat; the most random combination of girls ever

characters; caitlyn kiramman, lottie matthews, love quinn, tashi duncan, amber freeman, victoria neuman, chloe price, robin buckley, sae-byeok n natasha Romanoff( not in order

tw; Fem!reader, i just put together all my lesbian lovers girls and this is what happened.

So jealous but with an calmed facade

Victoria Neuman - She doesn't show it, so it's hard to really know when she's jealous. She makes it clear that she keeps an eye on and protects the ones she loves, so she is possessive by nature. She is really elegant and formal and doesn't make a fuss when she is jealous. She feels uncomfortable around the person but that is normal for her. Being a politician requires a lot of patience and a good acting background to put up with politicians, So she is already used to pretending that nothing is affecting her, the only signs that she is jealous that you noticed over time was that she purses her lips gently and laughs at unfunny jokes that the person makes excessively as if she wants the person to leave. It has also crossed her mind to blow some heads when she is jealous but as a good woman she would never do that.

Natasha Romanoff - She acts like she's not jealous but it's too obvious for her own good, her lips form a small pout and her eyes narrow more than they should, She also gets a bit rude and mumbles under her breath, But she swears to God she's not jealous. she also becomes more needy for touch and invents reasons and excuses to get you out of there without trying to be rude cause patience is a virtue for her

Sae-byeok - I mean it's hard for someone to hit on you, her eyes are like pins. Always scanning the people around and intimidating them so it's hard for someone to hit on you with her close like a shadow but— in another case It's hard to tell when she's jealous. She doesn't show it and the few times she's jealous you don't even notice. She keeps it to herself and just grumbles about wanting to leave familiarly like she always does when she's tired of the place you're in. She is a jealous person who expresses and does not speak. She is not vocal but you will be able to know that she is at least uncomfortable when she gets tense.

feels jealous almost always but is not explosive

caitlyn kiramman - doesn't admit it but doesn't deny it either, She's the type that pulls you away from the person subtly and doesn't say anything to your face because she doesn't have the courage, she has an ego to maintain. But she also doesn't deny it when you accuse her and ask about it, She just avoids the subject cause she can't lie to you. she felt threatened by anyone who approaches you that she hasn't heard of or met, and she tries to disguise her jealousy with curiosity, asking about the person and what they are to you, But it's really easy to identify when she is jealous, her face frown and her eyebrows furrow and she avoids talking and getting into the topic of the conversation you're having.

Tashi duncan - It's hard to know for sure. Tashi has a big ego and thinks highly of herself to say the least, so it's hard for her to feel uncomfortable, and feel insecure. She knows that you would never trade her for that person but even there are cases where it is inevitable, when she does, oh I'm so sorry. I can assume that she doesn't throw direct attacks at the person (not to their face) cause she has a reputation and she's too elegant for that, but she maintains an ironic tone when addressing the person, as if she were showing that the person is getting in the way without saying it to their face. whenever she's jealous she shows off to the person and clings to you. she doesn't admit she's jealous and there's no point in insisting ok. she'll never say it

feel jealous not often and not so explosively

lottie matthews - as a calm facade, it is difficult to know if she is jealous because she is very skilled at hiding it when she wants, she is not explosive to the point of launching direct attacks on the person involved but she joins your conversation to find out what the person are talking about so much that is making you so interested. but she doesn't keep her jealousy to herself, If she really doesn't like the person and feels uncomfortable, she will subtly tell you without causing too much of a fuss.

Explosive and direct

Love quinn - didn't like any of your friends before you introduced them to her. She hated them with all her might because felt like you spent more time with them than with her and made it clear that she didn't want to participate in conversations and parties that involved them. very jealous of them and think that the only person you need for your whole life is her and only her, If she feels threatened, she immediately tells you that she doesn't want to stay there and may even resort to killing the person if feel like they are getting in the way of your relationship because that is her worst nightmare(but you don't need to know) she feels threatened when someone who is not in you daily circle of friends talk to you. because she needs to know everything about them. where they live, what they do and if they date. to make sure they are not a threat to you.

Amber freeman - for god's sake, be careful. Her jealousy is intense and direct, She doesn't mind telling the person to their face that they are bothering her and her girlfriend. roll her eyes, snort, ignore the person and even don't answer them, don't forbid you from having many friends because she also have a lot of "friends" but she ask you directly who the new people you were talking to are and show interest in knowing how you met them. It's not hard to know that she is jealous because she keeps you attached to her. sticky like jelly. doesn't like to leave you alone with the person, also has a strange aura that makes the person want to get away from you, She will definitely resort to death cause she doesn't need a big, justifiable reason for that. She can't and doesn't want to control her mouth too.

Chloe price - has very frequent jealousy attacks and always questions you who the people you talk to are and why the times of you going to her room and doing shit with her turned into you with this person and what's interesting about they, Don't get her wrong. She swears she tries to be calm but she can't have that shitty calm temperament, Her patience runs out easily so she always ends up frowning. She tries to control her mouth and not say what she doesn't want but she can't control herself and she's not at all subtle. a jealous person who has no intention of being rude but ends up being cause she doesn't know how not to be.

doesn't know what to do

Robin Buckley - she thinks you can just dump her in the blink of an eye, She gets embarrassed and doesn't know what to say or how to react. She is not aggressive but she gets possessive and clingy, saying she wants to leave. Or she gets very nervous and gets too involved in your conversation with the person and rambles on too much(she regrets it later) her grip on you increases sharply too, She sticks to you like a koala so that maybe the person will realize that you have a girlfriend.

[p1nkey3]

season 2 summarized:

[k1mbe3rly]

Sea Byeok Twitter links plzzz Cause she’s literally my wife.💗💗💗

ofc🥰

Sae byeok twitter links

warnings: porn

Fingering you

sucking your tits after the games

pegging you

fingering you while sucking your tits

taking you for a trip just to do this

taking it slow for you

fucking you a bit rough

making you ride her fingers

pussy grinding

[extinctlesspains]

𝐒𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞𝐫: 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐚𝐞-𝐁𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐤 ✧･

»»——���——««

»»——⍟——««

ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇs ᴏʀ ɴᴏ

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐚𝐞-𝐁𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐤 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐚𝐞-𝐁𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐤, 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬.

　 ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　

The rules of the games were clear: trust no one, form alliances only if necessary, and never show weakness. Sae-Byeok lived by those principles, but there was one complication she hadn’t accounted for—you.

From the moment she noticed you, something shifted. It wasn’t love at first sight or some fairytale nonsense, but a quiet realization that she found you… distracting. You had a way of carrying yourself, a confidence and calm that stood out in the chaos of the game.

And it wasn’t just your demeanor. You were beautiful, in a way that tugged at her focus. She hated it.

But even more frustrating? You knew. Every time she tried to get close, you seemed to read her like an open book. And instead of playing along, you made her work for it.

It started during one of the few quiet moments in the dormitory. Most of the players were either asleep or murmuring in hushed tones, strategizing or trying to make sense of their situation. Sae-Byeok saw you sitting against the wall, your arms draped lazily over your knees as you stared at the floor.

She didn’t think twice before sitting down beside you, close enough that your shoulders almost touched. You didn’t acknowledge her at first, but she wasn’t deterred.

“You’ve been keeping to yourself,” she said, her voice low.

You turned your head slightly, offering her a faint smile. “Not much worth saying.”

Her lips twitched in a smirk. “So, what’s your plan?”

“Plan for what?”

“For staying alive,” she said bluntly.

You shrugged, your eyes glinting with amusement. “Maybe I’m just waiting for someone to impress me enough to team up.”

It was a challenge, and she knew it. She leaned in just slightly, her voice dipping into a playful, almost seductive tone. “You don’t seem easy to impress.”

“I’m not,” you replied smoothly, meeting her gaze.

Sae-Byeok’s smirk widened. She liked a challenge.

Over the next few games, Sae-Byeok’s interest in you only grew. She’d catch herself glancing your way during tense moments, like the tug-of-war game where you held your ground with surprising strength.

Between games, she made more attempts to talk to you, to draw you out of your shell. She wasn’t subtle about her attraction, either—leaning closer than necessary, finding excuses to brush against you, her compliments laced with an undeniable flirtation.

But you remained frustratingly nonchalant.

One night, as the dorm quieted, she sat beside you again, her tone casual but her intentions clear. “You know, I don’t trust anyone here.”

You raised an eyebrow, leaning back against the wall. “Not even me?”

“Especially not you,” she replied, a hint of teasing in her voice.

You chuckled softly, and she found herself staring at the curve of your lips. “Smart move,” you said. “I could be dangerous.”

“You don’t scare me,” Sae-Byeok shot back, leaning closer. Her voice softened, growing almost intimate. “In fact, I think you like the attention.”

You met her gaze, holding it for a long moment before shrugging. “Maybe. But you’re going to have to try harder.”

The opportunity to push things further came late one night. After the lights went out, you slipped away to the bathroom for a moment of solitude. Sae-Byeok noticed and followed, her steps quiet as she slipped inside behind you.

You turned, startled. “What are you doing?”

“Making sure you’re not sneaking off to do something stupid,” she said, though her tone lacked any real conviction.

“Right,” you said, crossing your arms. “And this has nothing to do with you wanting to corner me alone?”

She smirked, leaning against the wall. “Maybe it does.”

Her boldness caught you off guard, but you didn’t back down. “You’re awfully confident.”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” she said, pushing off the wall and stepping closer. Her eyes traced over your face, lingering on your lips. “I know what I want.”

“And what’s that?” you asked, your voice softening despite yourself.

“You,” she admitted, her voice dropping to a whisper. “But you already knew that.”

The tension in the room was almost suffocating. Sae-Byeok was close now, close enough that you could feel the heat radiating from her body. She reached out, her fingers brushing against your arm.

For a moment, you considered pushing her away, keeping up the game. But the way she looked at you—intense, vulnerable, and so full of want—made you falter.

“Sae-Byeok,” you murmured, and before you could overthink it, you closed the distance, pressing your lips to hers.

She responded instantly, her hands gripping your waist as if afraid you’d change your mind. The kiss was slow at first, a testing of boundaries, but it quickly deepened, all the tension from the past few days spilling over.

When you finally pulled back, her forehead rested against yours, her breath warm against your skin.

“You win,” you whispered, and she let out a soft laugh, her lips brushing yours again.

“I always do,” she teased, her voice full of satisfaction.

[darlinluxx]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐚𝐞 𝐁𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐤 ౨ৎ

pairing : kang sae byeok x fem!reader

warnings : nsfw

warnings for sfw : tiniest mention of sickness

warnings for nsfw : dom!saebyeok, sub!reader, tiny mention of knife play, degradation, strap

a/n : just thought i’d start off with some headcannons <3 if you have requests, feel free to message me <3

- Saebyeok probably wouldn’t be the first one to say “i love you”

- when she did say those three words, she would feel relieved. after all, she has been holding it in since she laid eyes on you

- and she doesn’t say it much, instead, she shows her love through different ways

- like remembering the smallest details — like how you take your coffee (or if you don’t like coffee), which side of the bed you prefer, or your favorite movies

- she has a habit of “borrowing” things of yours and never returning them

- she absolutely loves seeing you in her clothes

- the first time Saebyeok fell asleep on the couch with your head on her chest, it’s a bigger milestone than your first kiss

- Saebyeok struggles with accepting help or care when she’s sick. she’s used to acting like she’s fine. the first time she calls you because she has a fever is a huge moment of trust

- gives you a spare key for her apartment

- she’s not big on pet names, but i think from time to time she would call you, “darling,” “baby,” or “princess”

- always saying things like “i missed you,” “did you eat?” or “are you warm enough?”

- she expresses worry more through actions since she’s not the most comfortable with saying things. she’ll fix the bow on the back of your hair when you’re walking ahead of her

- when she’s upset, she goes quiet rather than angry

- Saebyeok’s love language is 100% quality time

- i think we can call come to an agreement that she’s not a fan of pda

- she will hold hands with you while walking though

- in private, she would like physical contact though. she’s always finding small ways to touch you

- loves to give you hugs — her arms wrapped around you as she holds you in her embrace, resting her chin on your head as she murmurs sweet words to you

- her favorite form of physical affection is playing with your hair while you lay on her chest as you two watch movies

- we can also all come to an agreement that this woman is PROTECTIVE !!

- is always near you out in public like a personal bodyguard

- carries her pocket knife everywhere

- while walking together, Saebyeok always positions herself on the street side of the sidewalk

- and what if i said she memorizes your schedule (without meaning to) just to know you’re safe ??

- the first time you meet Cheol, she’s more nervous than either of you

- Saebyeok doesn’t even realize that she leaves things at your apartment

- the first time she calls your apartment “home,” she doesn’t even notice—it feels natural

- she has a specific spot on the couch in your living room that becomes “her spot”

- Saebyeok is always the first to wake up. she’ll make coffee for herself and attempt to make toast but burns it. so once you wake up you’ll have to help her with cooking

- she keeps track of important dates, she never needs a reminder for your anniversary or your birthday

- she’s surprisingly good at domestic tasks. years of self-reliance made her practical

- she stress cleans when anxious. you can tell when something’s bothering her

- she loves late night talks. whether it be sharing goals in life or random thoughts, she’ll always enjoy it

- Saebyeok’s protective but not possessive, having learned the difference between love and control

- has trouble accepting gifts but puts incredible thought into giving them. no matter how many people she has to pickpocket, she will get you something she knows you’ve been wanting for a long time

- never makes promises she’s not absolutely certain she can keep

- she always keeps her promises

- Saebyeok keeps a journal of things that make you smile (she won’t ever admit it)

- is secretly good at video games but pretends to be bad so you can “teach” her

- loves sharing airpods with you when you two are on the subway or walking

- has a (secret) playlist of songs that remind her of you

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- she’s a top / dom !!! anyone who says different is a liar

- okay and what if i said she’s lowkey into knife play ?? then what

- Saebyeok really focuses on making you feel good. gets satisfaction on seeing you cum

- she’s usually more on the rougher side, but if you want her to be gentle, she will be no questions asked

- “don’t get all shy now. it’s just me.” when you’re getting shy or nervous with her

- mix of praise and degradation !! “you’re so dirty for me.” “you look so pretty cumming on my fingers.”

- could eat you out for the rest of her life

- loves when you wear dresses or skirts cause it gives her the opportunity to slide her hand closer and closer to where you need her. and she knows. but she can’t resist teasing you

- loves fucking you with a strap just because ?? especially in front of a mirror

- sweetest aftercare, so so gentle with you. as if you’re made out of glass

[everyones-doormat]

BETWEEN THE STRANDS

masterlist | kang sae-byeok x reader

synopsis: After realising your girlfriend, Sae-Byeok, had stayed silent about your grown out roots you were horrified.  Now, armed with a box of hair dye and Sae-byeok's unexpected willingness to help, she steps in to fix it.

part two of growing pains

warnings: none

The bathroom was already a mess.

Gloves discarded in the sink, dye-stained towels thrown on the counter, and a box of blue hair dye sitting half-empty on the floor.

You sat on the closed toilet lid, a towel wrapped around your shoulders, as Sae-byeok stood behind you, applying the dye with quiet concentration.

You never actually expected her to help. When you brought up the idea earlier, you figured she’d roll her eyes and tell you to do it yourself. But instead, she had just shrugged, grabbed the gloves, and gestured for you to sit down.

Now, here you were, her fingers carefully combing through sections of your hair, her usual cold demeanor softened as she worked with quiet precision.

“Stay still,” she murmured, dipping the brush into the dye.

A shiver ran down your spine as the cool cream met your scalp. “I am still,” you countered, though your voice held no bite.

She hummed in response, her focus unwavering.

You watched in the mirror as she worked through each section of your hair with the kind of care that made your chest ache.

“You’re taking this very seriously,” you teased, watching her in the bathroom mirror.

She didn’t even glance up, gathering another section of your hair. “You’d complain if I messed it up.”

You shrugged, laughing under your breath. “True.”

Her gaze flicked to yours, unimpressed, but the ghost of a smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

Minutes passed in a comfortable rhythm— her carefully working, you sneaking glances at her in the mirror. Occasionally, she would adjust her grip, steadying your head with a firm but gentle touch.

“You’re weirdly good at this,” you murmured, tilting your head slightly, looking at her suspiciously.

She scoffed, smirking faintly. “You’re just saying that because you can’t see the back.”

You laughed, shaking your head as she continued working through the sections of your hair.

“Well, yeah. But I feel like it’s good.”

She shrugged noncommittally, returning her focus to part another section, smoothing the dye over with near-professional precision.

“Okay—no, you’ve definitely done this before,” you decided, narrowing your eyes, following her movements.

A pause. Then, reluctantly, she glanced at you in the mirror. “Ji-yeong made me help her once.”

 “That’s cute.” You teased, smiling at her.

She gave you a warning look in the mirror. “Don’t.”

Laughing, you held up your palms in surrender.

A comfortable silence settled between you as she continued working, carefully coating the last few strands. The gentle drag of the brush through your hair, the way she was focused and thorough—it made your heart swell.

You smiled faintly, eyes drifting shut as you relaxed into her touch.

-

By the time she was done, her hands were slightly stained, and so were parts of your forehead, but Sae had been nice enough to wipe off most of the dye with a cloth before you could even complain.

Your heart fluttered.

Leaning in—before she could even react, you pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of her lips. “Thank you.”

She went still for half a second before letting out a soft breath, her posture relaxing slightly. “Yeah, yeah.”

You smiled softly, settling closer to her side.

She exhaled slowly, letting one hand slide from your waist to the small of your back. She glanced at the counter, reaching for the instructions. “Says you have to wait twenty minutes before rinsing.”

You hummed. “You gonna sit with me?”

Sae shrugged but didn’t argue as you pulled her toward the tiny couch in the living room.

-

Eventually, the timer went off, and you hopped up to rinse out the dye. Sae stayed on the couch, scrolling through her phone, but you caught her peeking at you when you walked past.

10 minutes later, you emerged from the bathroom, towel-drying your hair. The deep blue shimmered under the apartment lights.

Sae looked up as you walked in, her gaze trailing over your hair before settling on your face.

“Well?” you prompted, spinning slowly. “You like it?”

She let her gaze flicker over you, slow and deliberate.

"Turn around," she said.

You raised an eyebrow but did as she asked, spinning to show the full effect.

A pause.

Then—

“l missed a spot."

You froze. "What?"

Sae’s lips twitched.

"You’re lying," you accused, narrowing your eyes.

She shrugged, leaning back against the couch. "Am I?"

You squinted at her, then turned back toward the mirror, inspecting every section of your hair.

No uneven patches. No weird streaks.

You whipped around again. "You are lying."

Sae exhaled through her nose—laughing softly. "Maybe."

You groaned. "You’re the worst."

She smirked, her eyes flickering over your hair.

"Come here," she said.

You raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

She gave you a look, reaching out, tugging lightly at your wrist. "Let me see."

You stepped closer, standing between her legs. Your hands rested lightly against her shoulders.

Her fingers reached up, threading through the strands near your temple. The touch was gentle, sending a slight shiver down your spine.

"You like it?" you asked again.

Her’s eyes flickered up to yours.

She didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, her fingers traced down a strand, following it to the very end before letting it fall back against you.

"Yeah," she murmured. "I do."

Your heart warmed.

You didn’t move for a second, just let her fingers graze your skin as she toyed with the ends of your hair.

Sae’s touch lingered. "You’re staring," she muttered, not looking away.

You grinned. "So are you."

She hummed in acknowledgment, unbothered.

Then—

She suddenly pulled you down, positioning you to lay beside her on the couch. Her hand drifted down to your waist, resting there without thought, her thumb rubbing circles against the fabric of your shirt.

Your breath hitched slightly in surprise, before you then leaned against her shoulder, letting your body relax against her warmth.

After a short pause, you shifted up slightly. “Tell me the truth," you said. "You actually enjoyed doing it, didn’t you?"

She scoffed. "Shut up."

You laughed, nudging her lightly.

Pulling you closer—her eyes flickered to yours, and for a moment, neither of you spoke.

Then, with a growing smirk—

“At least now l don’t have to look at your awful roots anymore.”

You smacked her arm, laughing.

She shook her head, a small chuckle slipping past her lips. Letting her fingers trail lazily through your hair again.

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After reading your opinions, l changed the font used in my fics.

Hopefully the larger text makes it easier for everyone to read.

Also, l promise l will get around to writing your requests!! l work full time, so it makes it hard to find the time, and energy, to write these.

<3

[gemzyy]

kang sae-byeok x fem!reader

a/n i feel so bad for cheol :( him and sae deserved so much betterr. this is rlly bad as well :((( lowercase intended <3

warnings: idk if this can be considered angst??, use of y/n once, fem reader

wc:328

sae-byeok and your apartment was quiet. too quiet. it wasn't the normal comforting, peaceful, quiet, no. it was an eerie, haunting silence. you were seated on the couch, holding a mug of coffee, but not drinking. sae-byeok had been gone for 3 days. no goodbye, no texts or calls, she had just disappeared. 

“unnie…?”

cheol’s little voice cut through silence as he walks into the lounge room. your eyes drift over to the little boy, his timid face tear stained and his eyes slightly puffy.

“d-do you know where sae-byeok is…?”

he looks up with hopeful eyes, though his voice cracks as he says her name, and your heart breaks at the sight of him; a scared little boy who just wants his sister to come home. he slowly walks towards you, his sock clad feet padding on the wooden floor. when you shake your head sadly at him, tears well up in his big brown eyes.

“i’m sorry cheol…i wish i knew.”

he nods sadly, glancing down at his feet and fidgeting with his hands. then, he looks up at you with a sniffle.

“c-can i have a hug…? i…i miss sae’s hugs…”

he asks, his bottom lip quivering as a single tear rolls down his cheek. you knew you had to be strong for him, and make sure he was okay, even if you weren’t.

“of course, cheol, you don’t need to ask for a hug”

your voice is soft and gentle as you place the mug of now cold coffee on the table, and he crawls onto the couch with you, and scooches closer to you. although it’s a little awkward at first, he swiftly gets comfortable and leans on your chest, shutting his eyes as more tears fall.

“t-thank you, y/n…”

your heart fills with an urge to protect and look after this fragile little boy, knowing it’s your duty as sae-byeoks girlfriend. and until you know where she is, your all cheol has.

[fear-is-truth]

SQUID GAME : SLEEPING HEADCANONS

ft. in-ho (front man) ‧ sae-byeok (067) ‧ hyun-ju (120) ‧ nam-gyu (124) ‧ sang-woo (218) ‧ su-bong (230) ‧ dae-ho (388)

HWANG IN-HO (황인호)

in-ho isn’t the type to just lie down and pass out. he has a habit of unwinding first—usually with a book in one hand and a glass of whiskey or wine in the other. this is his ritual, something he’s done long before you ever shared a bed with him.

he doesn’t sleep flat on his back; that feels too exposed. instead, he rests on his side, one arm tucked under the pillow, the other draped across his stomach or loosely over you. he’s not overly clingy in his sleep.

his fingers are always cold, no matter the season. if you grab his hand under the covers, you’ll notice the contrast—the way his body is warm, but his hands take time to catch up.

keeps one arm under the pillow. it’s a habit, something ingrained in him. even when you’re curled against his chest, one arm stays tucked under his pillow, like muscle memory from years of sleeping alone. but the other? that one rests on you—against your back, waist, or shoulder.

in-ho wakes up before you. he’s not the type to stir you awake with lazy affection—he lets you rest. sometimes, he’ll just lie there, staring at the ceiling, collecting his thoughts before the day starts. other times, he’ll prop himself up against the headboard and read again, fingers idly skimming your back if you’re still curled up against him.

has a low tolerance for clutter in bed. no extra pillows crowding the space, no tangled blankets. everything is neatly arranged before he even gets in. if you kick the sheets off, he’ll absently pull them back over you.

if you wake up in the middle of the night, he notices. even if he’s deeply asleep, some part of him is attuned to your movements. if you stir too much, he’ll mumble something—maybe just your name, voice husky from sleep—before settling his hand over yours, soothing you back to sleep.

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KANG SAE-BYEOK (강새벽)

at first, she doesn’t like touching. if you move too close, she stiffens, scooting away, not out of dislike but out of habit. over time, she softens—little by little. the first time she lets herself lean into you in her sleep, it’s unconscious. she wakes up to find herself pressed against you, her head tucked beneath your chin, and for a second, she considers pulling away. but she doesn’t.

eventually, she starts seeking the warmth on her own terms. she’ll still start out curled up, but now, she angles herself closer. lets you rest a hand on her waist. on nights when she’s too exhausted to care, she’ll be the small spoon, letting you hold her.

she never admits that she likes it, but you can tell—by the way her breathing evens out faster, the way her shoulders slowly lose their tension. if she wakes up first, she won’t move right away. just stays.

she sleeps curled up in a tight fetal position, her back to you, arms tucked close to her chest. even in sleep, she doesn’t fully relax. her breathing stays light, and she wakes up easily at the slightest noise in the room.

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CHO HYUN-JU (조현주)

her bedtime routine is pretty meticulous. she always washes her face, carefully patting her skin dry instead of rubbing it. if you’re in the bathroom with her, she’ll talk to you between steps, asking about your day, teasing you if you rush through your routine. she takes care of her hair too, combing through it with a sleepy focus.

despite her towering height, hyun-ju has no problem curling up against you as the little spoon (in fact, she prefers being the little spoon).

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NAM-GYU (남규)

nam-gyu isn’t the type to sleep peacefully on his own side of the bed. even if he’s half-asleep, he’ll instinctively reach out, fingers brushing over your arm, his leg resting against yours—anything to remind himself that you’re there. if you shift away, he makes a noise of protest, barely awake, and pulls you right back.

big or little spoon? both. he likes being the little spoon just as much as the big spoon—maybe even more. he enjoys the feeling of being held, of your arms loosely draped around him, fingers lazily tracing along his side. but when he’s in a possessive mood, he’ll be the one wrapping around you, pulling you against his chest with an arm slung over your waist.

if you move too much or try to escape his grip, he’ll mumble something incoherent, a sleepy complaint. sometimes it’s your name, other times just a vague, “don’t.” if you actually try to leave the bed, he’ll tug you back without even opening his eyes.

messy sleeper. the sheets are always tangled, kicked to the bottom of the bed, or halfway draped over the both of you. his arm ends up over your face sometimes, his leg thrown over yours.

nam-gyu doesn’t go to bed early and hates waking up first. if you try to move in the morning, he’ll groan, bury his face against your shoulder, and grumble something about five more minutes. if you actually get up, he’ll sulk.

sleeps best when he knows you’re there. no matter how deep in sleep he is, if you move too far or leave the bed, sometimes he’ll wake up, bleary-eyed and confused, wondering where you went. and when you return, he’ll grumble, “where’d you go?” before falling back asleep almost immediately.

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CHO SANG-WOO (조상우)

sang-woo’s a complicated one. he’s the kind of person who would keep his distance in bed at first, never too clingy. he’d likely prefer to be on his back, eyes glued to the ceiling, mind still racing long after the day’s over.

his insomnia affects how he sleeps. he’s the type to stay up late, staring at the ceiling, running over everything in his mind. when he finally does manage to sleep, he tosses and turns, adjusting his position often, trying to find the right comfort. but even when he does, it’s like his mind never fully shuts off.

his bed habits are meticulous, even though he’s restless. he takes a long time to arrange his pillows, trying to get the perfect setup. everything has to be just right. but once he’s settled, he has a tendency to sleep on his side, curled up just enough to feel somewhat protected, though he’s not a full-on fetal position sleeper.

he’s not the type to hold you in a warm embrace, but you’ll notice that, over time, he’ll adjust his position to make sure there’s some form of proximity. he might even end up with an arm slung over you, but it’s not an overtly affectionate gesture—it’s more about security, for both of you.

in the mornings, he’s up early, never staying in bed too long.

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CHOI SU-BONG (최수봉)

su-bong is a mess when he sleeps. even with the entire king-sized bed at his disposal, he somehow ends up tangled in the blankets, stealing more than his share of the covers. you’ll wake up to find him sprawled out, half of his body off the edge of the bed, and the sheets twisted around him.

he’s a heavy sleeper, too, so good luck trying to move him when he’s settled into his nest of blankets. at some point during the night, you’ll find yourself half-covered, with him all sprawled out, usually hogging most of the bed. his body often ends up in awkward positions—legs tangled up in the sheets or half on top of you.

as for positions, he’s not one to sleep in a single spot. sometimes he’ll end up on his side, facing away from you with one arm draped over the pillow, taking up a chunk of space.

other times, he’ll be lying flat on his back, one leg kicked out at an odd angle while his arm is thrown across his face like he’s trying to block out the light. if he’s feeling clingy, he might end up in a more tangled position, with his back pressed against yours, his arm over your waist in a half-hug.

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KANG DAE-HO (강대호)

absolutely the big spoon, no question about it. when you’re asleep, his large frame naturally curves around you, his chest pressed against your back. his hands, always warm, rest firmly but gently on your waist. he’s a safe presence in the bed that makes you feel like you could sleep through anything.

dae-ho’s body is definitely like a furnace—he radiates warmth. when you’re in his arms, it’s like being wrapped in a cozy blanket. his chest is always pleasantly hot against your back, and his hands, even in the dead of night, are a constant source of warmth.

has this habit of resting his head on your shoulder as he drifts off. when he’s awake, he’ll often run a hand through your hair, brushing it away from your face with tenderness.

dae-ho is a deep sleeper, so when he falls asleep, he’s completely out of it until the morning comes. he’s not the type to toss and turn, either.

but some nights aren’t as peaceful. nightmares creep in, pulling him back to places he’d rather forget. sometimes, he jolts awake, eyes wild and body tense. he hates making it your problem and feels guilty about waking you. you comfort him by rubbing slow circles on his back.

some nights aren’t as peaceful. nightmares drag him back to places he’d rather forget, and he jolts awake, body rigid, breath unsteady. dae-ho hates disturbing you, hates the guilt that settles in his chest when he realises he has. but you always assure him it’s okay—rubbing slow circles on his back, or resting your forehead against his until his breathing evens out.

folds blankets with army precision, no exaggeration. the first time you saw him do it, you were taken aback by how neat and efficient he was. it’s a habit that stuck with him from his time in the marines. when he wakes up, it’s always at the same time—without fail. 6 a.m. sharp. no alarm needed.

when he gets up, he slips out of bed, making sure to be as unobtrusive as possible.

 fear-is-truth 2025 — all rights reserved. do not modify, repost, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[meadowfics]

pillowtalk headcannons

kang sae-byeok x f!reader , cho hyun-ju x f!reader , kim young-mi x f!reader , se-mi x f!reader , kang no-eul x f!reader , ji-yeong x reader

warnings: nsfw!! minors do not interact. 18+ smut dialogue and post-smut details. one mention of trauma (nothing detailed) on ji-yeong's part.

kang sae-byeok (player 067 season 1) x you

sae-byeok’s got you pinned beneath her, her lean frame a solid weight against your chest.

your woman's short hair is brushing your cheek as she leans in close.

voice low and jagged, “think you can handle me tonight, y/n? don’t start waking up the family next door when i push you past your limit.”

sae-byeok's eyes are sharp and taunting, but they soften for a split second...only you get that glimpse.

she’s relentless, hands rough but precise, pinning your wrists above your head with one grip while the other trails down your side, nails grazing just enough to make you squirm.

“you’re mine,”

she demands, her tone biting.

"say it!"

when you choke out the words, her smirk fades into something quieter, her thumb brushing your jaw as she mutters,

“good… you’re the only one i’d bother with.”

afterward, she collapses beside you, her chest rising and falling hard, one arm lazily draped over your waist.

she’s silent for a moment, catching her breath.

your girlfriend looks over at you, before pulling your head to her bare chest, cuddling you after she throws the strap somewhere in the room.

“you’re the only one who gets this, y/n. don’t think i’m soft now...i’ll deny it tomorrow.”

sae-byeok makes herself clear.

"please don't"

you frown as you stare at one of the freckles on her arm.

sae-byeok clenched her eyebrows, "hum?"

"I love it when you're vulnerable. please be vulnerable with me, sae-byeok... you know I'd never hurt you."

you look up, your bright eyes looking into her intense ones.

"I know...."

sae-byeok pulls you even closer, her tough shell cracking as her fingers tangle in your hair.

“you’re too damn fragile… it makes me wanna protect you, even from me.”

you shake your head.

"there is nothing wrong or scary about you, sae-byeok. I am saying this in a gentle way too."

you look over at her, giving a light kiss to her lower jaw.

"you could never hurt me sae, just like how I'll never hurt you."

kim young-mi (player 095 season 2) x you

young-mi’s perched atop you, her soft thighs straddling your hips, her hands tentative as they press against your chest.

your girlfriend's wide eyes flicker with nervous excitement, a shy smile tugging at her lips as she murmurs, “y/n, you’re so warm—am i doing this right? tell me if it’s too much.”

young-mi's voice is honey-sweet, trembling slightly, but when you nod, she gains confidence, leaning down to kiss your collarbone, whispering, “i just wanna make you feel as good as you make me feel.”

she’s a switch, so the mood shifts...

soon she’s beneath you, her hair fanned out on the pillow, cheeks flushed as she gasps, “please, y/n, don’t stop—i need you so bad.”

young-mi's sensitivity’s in every shudder, every soft cry, her hands clutching your shoulders like you’re her lifeline.

she’s gentle even in her desperation, whispering between breaths,

“you’re so kind to me… i don’t deserve it.”

you frown,

“young-mi, don’t say that...what do you mean?”

young-mi starts playing with the lower strands of your hair, her chest pressed against yours.

“i just… i’m always so scared i’ll mess this up, y/n. you’re too good.”

“hey, you’re not messing anything up. i’m here because i want to be.”

you smile lightly, kissing the tip of her nose.

young-mi blushes,

“really? you don’t think i’m… too much sometimes?”

you shake your head,

“no way. you’re perfect to me, okay? i love how you are.”

“y/n… you’re gonna make me cry saying stuff like that.”

“then cry. just don’t doubt yourself in our relationship... ok?”

you look into your girlfriend's sweet eyes.

“okay… thank you. i don’t know what i’d do without you.”

“you don’t have to find out. i’m not going anywhere.”

after, she’s curled into your side, her body soft and warm against yours, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on your arm.

“was that okay? I know it was my first time with the strap but just wanna be perfect for you,”

she says, voice barely above a whisper, her lashes fluttering as she looks up at you.

"it was perfect, young-mi! it makes me want more."

you tease.

she nuzzles into your neck, giggling faintly, “ahh thank you, you’re too good to me, y/n… i’d give you everything if you asked.”

young-mi's sweetness lingers.

cho hyun-ju (player 120 season 2) x you

hyun-ju looms over you, her broad shoulders casting a shadow as she pins your hips with hands that could crush stone.

during sex, hyun-ju's marine strength is obvious, but her grin’s all warmth as she teases, “y/n, you’re tougher than you look."

"am I strong like you?"

you tease back as hyun-ju rests in between your legs.

"oh, for sure."

hyun-ju jokes.

during sex, her voice carries that deep, commanding edge, but her eyes crinkle with affection, her calloused fingers brushing your sides as she adds,

“let’s see how long you last tonight. we went six rounds last night, maybe I can get eight out of you tonight, hm?”

she’s dominant, every move deliberate.

your fiancee's lips crash against your moaning ones.

hyun-jus lips trail down your jaw, her breath hot as she growls,

“relax, baby, i’ve got you, please let me handle it all.”

after those eight rounds, you lay with your back pressed against hyun-ju's chest.

your skin is glowing while the ache between your legs is consuming your nervous system.

“you’re so damn gorgeous like this….”

hyun-ju's strength never falters, but her sweetness shines through.

she turns you to face her and pulls you into her chest, her heartbeat steady under your cheek.

your woman's arms wrap you up like she’s shielding you from the world.

"I love you, hyunnie."

you whisper.

"I love you too, sweetheart."

hyun-ju kisses the top of your head.

kang no-eul (guard 011 season 2) x you

no-eul’s got you flat on your back, her sharp gaze locked on yours as she hovers above with the strap, her presence heavy and unyielding.

“stop moving, y/n,”

she says, voice clipped and firm, her hands pressing your shoulders down with quiet authority.

intimacy’s still foreign to her, her movements stiff at first.

with you, there’s a slow thaw.

she leans in, lips brushing your ear as she mutters,

“you’re too tempting… makes it hard to stay detached like I should be.”

she’s all control, her touch precise and unhesitating, guiding you with a steady hand on your thigh as she whispers, “just take it... don't you dare tease me or test me. you'll regret it.”

there’s no softness yet, but her walls are cracking.

no-eul's breath hitches when you moan,

“you’re making this harder than it needs to be. fuck, I am in love with you.”

it’s the closest she gets to vulnerability, her dominance a shield she’s not ready to drop.

after, she lies beside you, her body tense at first, staring at the ceiling as her chest rises and falls.

“I'm sorry if I was not soft enough, this is still strange to me,” she admits, voice low and guarded.

she is referring to the ideas of love and vulnerability.

“thank you for you making me feel less complicated.”

no-eul doesn’t cuddle YET, but her hand slides over to rest on yours, fingers brushing lightly over your back as you fall asleep to the massage of her fingers.

han se-mi (player 380 season 2) x you

se-mi’s got you tangled up in the sheets, her laughter ringing out as she straddles you, her hands pinning your wrists with mock seriousness.

“y/n, you’re hopeless at fighting back, did you even try or did you want me to handle you like this?"”

she says, her voice bright and teasing, eyes glinting with mischief.

se-mi leans down, nipping at your lip, smirking as she adds,

“what’s your next move, huh?"

it’s all light with her, her fingers dancing over your skin as she laughs mid-kiss,

“c’mon, give me something to work with, you always let me win this whole dominance fight,”

she’s playful even when it heats up.

se-mi's pointer, middle, and ring finger are deep inside of you as she looks up at your moaning face,

“faster? slower? beg for it.”

the joking never fully stops, her grin flashing between moans, keeping the mood loose and fun.

afterward, she’s sprawled out beside you, hair a mess, propping herself up on one elbow as she smirks,

“we’re a disaster, y/n... the sheets are wrecked, our legs ache and i’m pretty sure i heard the bed creak.”

she nudges you with her foot, voice dry,

“you’re lucky you’re hot, or i’d make you fix it. going again, or you too tired to keep up?”

"do you ever take thing seriously, se-mi"

you look up, smirking at the woman laying above you.

"I can... you know most of these people think I am a serious asshole."

se-mi lays her face in between the space of your neck and shoulder.

"you're not, though?"

you frown.

"I'm not for you."

se-mi smirks, kissing at your jawline.

"oh goodness."

ji-yeong (player 240 season 1) x you

it took months for ji-yeong to even consider this with you, and when it finally happens.

due to her trauma, I would head cannon her as a "touch-me-not" lesbian.

she’s above you, her slim frame tense but steady, her dark hair falling like a curtain around her face.

“y/n, you don’t touch me unless I say so... got it?”

ji-yeong's voice is quiet but firm, a boundary carved from her past, and you nod, letting her set the pace.

she guides your hands to the sheets instead, whispering against your back, “just watch me… let me feel you like this.”

she’s in full control, preferring to focus on you without reciprocation.

ji-yeong's trauma makes her skin a map she doesn’t want traced.

“you’re so good for me… just stay still, let me take it slow.”

your girlfriend's touch is deliberate.

it’s less about her body and more about the trust she’s giving you, her dominance a shield she wields gently.

afterward, she lies beside you, not quite touching but close enough that you feel her warmth, her eyes tracing the ceiling as she exhales shakily.

“I've observed that you’re patient with me, y/n… i don’t take that lightly,”

she says, her tone soft, almost fragile.

she turns her head, offering a rare, small smile, “i’m still figuring this out, but you make it feel safe. don’t push me, okay? just… stay like this.”

you look over at her, sitting up as your bare chest catches her eyesights.

"ji-yeong, you know I'd never push you to do anything you'd never want to do, okay?"

ji-yeong gives a sad smile, happy to hear.

"I know you would never push me. I just-- I just wanted to say that for my own reassurance."

you gave a frown, understanding ji-yeong's trauma.

"can I give you a hug?"

you ask.

ji-yeong, while laying in bed, roaches her arms out.

you smile, leaning down into her arms and smiling against her lower neck.

'your hugs are super soft."

ji-yeong mumbles.

"soft for you, sweetheart."

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[mayahawkesfirstwife]

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How they react to you having nipple piercings

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Pairings: Se-mi x Fem! Reader, Kang Sae-byeok x Fem! Reader, Kang No-eul x Fem! Reader

Summary: How they react to your nipple piercings when they are in a relationship with you.

Warnings: Smut, nipple sucking, etc.

Author Note: Trying something new with these preferences with my three wives!! Lmk if I should do more and maybe request similar things if you’d like!!

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Se-mi/Player 380:

She’s freaking the FUCK out.

She was laying in bed when you open the bathroom door, tilting your head.

“Wanna join me in the shower?”

She sat up so quick.

“Yes! I’d never say no to that.”

Even though it was the first time you’d asked her that question.

You drop your towel and got into the shower, she stares with her jaw dropped.

She regretted every fucking you with your bra on the first couple of times you had sex.

You peak out of the shower curtain with wet hair after she was standing there for a whole minute.

“You coming, baby?”

She never undressed so quickly, she got in and her hands grab your tits, leaning in and wasting no time using her tongue to lick over your nipples.

“Fuck, Se-mi…what’s gotten into you?”

“You never told me your nipples were pierced. I would have done this a long time ago.”

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Kang Sae-byeok/Player 067:

She was sleeping over at your house and you started to feel comfortable around your new girlfriend so when you changed you put on a white tank top and wore no bra.

Her eyes trail down to your boobs almost immediately.

She just stares.

No expression on her face, she just stares at your tits.

You catch her obviously.

“Sae…what are you lookin’ at?”

You cross your arms over your chest, feeling uncomfortable under her gaze.

“I’m sorry, it’s just…your nipples are pierced?”

“Oh, yeah…they are.”

“Can I see?”

In the next five minutes your laid down while her mouth is attached to your nipple, sucking and licking over the metal bars.

“Fuck, don’t stop…”

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Kang No-eul/Guard 11

It was when you were about to have sex for the first time.

She WAS being so gentle and loving, until she watched you look up at her as you unclasp your bra and toss it aside.

Her eyes are met with your pretty boobs, nipples adored with two metal bars.

Her eyes darken.

“Who the fuck did you get these for?”

“Oh, so you’re a slut, hm?”

She grabs your boobs and squeezed them harshly.

She grabs your nipples are starts squeezing and licking them.

She fucked you HARD and called you a slut the entire time for having such piercings.

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[starredblood]

EMBRACE

kang sae-byeok x reader

synopsis: inspired by embrace by pastel ghost, after a heated argument with your best friend sae-byeok she is the first to approach you unexpectedly by knocking at your window. the only way two stubborn friends like you two can make up is by exchanging of touch deprived reconciliations.

wc. 1.7k

warnings: friends to lovers, hurt/comfort

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You called out of work today—lying that you were ill. But your behavior the entire day made it seem as if you were actually sick.

Curtains drawn shut, the air conditioning buzzing, and your room barely illuminated with the only light source being your phone which your eyes were glued to. You were trying to consume as much media as you could to forget. You were determined to erase the pain even if it meant doing it in an unhealthy way because you refuse to talk to her first. It was childish yes, but she too was giving you the cold shoulder so it is only right for you to do the same.

The reason why you and Sae-byeok became friends was because of your broad similarities with her—you both have a soft spot for the mundane and lack social skills. But your similarities is what ultimately brought conflict in your complex friendship with her.

She hurt you with words and you also wished to hurt her in the heat of the moment. It’s been a few days since you’ve heard from her.

You hate how recurring the vivid scenario of that night keeps boring into your head. It’s a blurred memory but you remember the malevolent look in her eyes. It went like this: you had her for dinner, well aware of her frugal lifestyle and she easily accepts your invitation as this was a frequent occurrence—you inviting Sae-byeok for dinner. But as you, your parents and her silently ate, your mom made the big mistake of bringing up her past. More specifically about her being a defector. Once dinner was awkwardly over, your best friend pulled you aside to confront you—and she was pissed, completely red in the face and eyes darkly intense. You get why she was upset that you told your parents about her personal life without her knowledge, you could own up to that but just as you were about to, Sae-byeok said harsh things about your character. So, you said harsher things. And you both stormed off with this heated tension and snappy thoughts. Maybe for a brief second, you two despised each other.

As you scrolled through your phone, you heard the rain gradually become louder as the raindrops became thicker and more intense. The wind sounded like it could fight back and you were just glad you didn’t go to work today and having to deal with this weather.

The sound of an upcoming thunderstorm was making you feel more lethargic. At some point, your phone slips off your hand and softly landed in your chest as you began to fall asleep. In your quest to fall into slumber, you focused on listening to the environmental noise outside as it soothed your anxious mind. It wasn’t until the sound of rain mixed with familiar banging noises that you felt an irregular presence lurking.

You spring up from your bed, your heartbeat racing as you try and figure out if the banging noise was real or all in your head.

It was real—and it’s coming from your window. Your heart sinks knowing the inevitable truth that will be revealed when you open up your curtains. You approach your window with caution and brace yourself for another intense moment.

As you expected, Sae-byeok was on the other end, crouching on the small ledge that barely supported someone as tall as her. She was hugging her middle, glancing down at her lap, and completely drenched.

It hurt you seeing her like this because it meant that she became so desperate to the point she had to bruise her ego and pride to come to you like this—weak and cold. And even if she hurt you, you couldn’t find it in yourself to close the curtain and pretend she wasn’t there.

You avoid looking in her direction after pulling up your window. The sound of her wet shoes squeaking against your bedroom floor and her shaky breath made you concerned. Like Sae-byeok, you weren’t much of an affectionate person and that’s one of the many things you have in common with her but in this moment you wished you knew the ways to console her—even after everything that went down. Instead, you just go back to hide underneath your blanket, cowering. While you heard her rustling in your drawer looking for a change in clothes, your thoughts travel back to the idea of giving her a warm embrace after she wrestled with the thunderstorm outside.

But the problem is, you and Sae-byeok never were physically affectionate. Sometimes your hands would brush against each other when you passed each other things and if you two were riding the subway or the bus, your thighs might touch—but that’s as far as it went. In movies and shows, you would always see female friendships be so touchy and connect with each other on a deeply emotional level. You didn’t have that with her but it was a mutual agreement. Neither of you craved for that—that’s what you convince yourself to believe.

You feel the weight of the mattress sink down, so you turn around so your back would be back her. Today, you don’t want to confront her about the argument and you’re sure she feels the same. So, you wanted to go to sleep and forget the fact that she slipped under your covers with you only a few inches away. But you kept imagining what it would be like to feel her—are her hands naturally warm or cold? You scold yourself for thinking this way and you’re frightened that you cannot stop these scenarios from popping up.

This conflict was starting to overwhelm you, her overall presence was suffocating. You shut your eyes, expecting this’ll be how you end your day—however, you feel her press against your chest slowly, waiting for you to silently approve of this unexpected touch. When you don’t move nor speak, she hovers her trembling cold hands on your waist. Goosebumps trickle your skin feeling her press her hand on top of your waist. You might actually be fever dreaming.

She freezes in this position for a few minutes before tucking her chin between the nape of your exposed neck. You could feel her erratic breathing fan the side of your face. It was strange, you didn’t know how to react so you remain solid.

She holds her breath when she gets the idea of tracing soothing circles—she couldn’t help herself your touch was magnetic. It was the missing puzzle to make this friendship work—physical touch. Her hesitant and slow touches became more needy when you kept being unresponsive, like you purposefully wanted to drive her insane.

“What are you doing?” you manage to whisper.

“I don’t know.” Sae-byeok quietly admits.

This bizarre exchange made you wonder if this was possibly her way to say she is sorry. And if it was, you wonder if it’s enough. Sae-byeok was never a woman of words, so this meant a magnitude of apologies. You really feel like you’re in a dream state now.

Her fingers began fiddling with the ends of your shirt, trying to figure out how to naturally touch your bare skin without frightening you. When she finally wraps her arm around your bare waist and pulled you closer, her intentions were pure. They were right from the beginning—and that’s when you figured it out: Sae-byeok was touch deprived.

“You aren’t stupid—I didn’t mean it.” Sae-byeok spoke up, making your heart skip a beat at the sudden drop.

“I didn’t mean it either.” you mumble. “You aren’t insensitive.”

You finally get the courage to turn around in your bed. When you look at her, you see it in her face—the hurt. Her disregarded chapped and slightly red lips, pale freckled face, and her heavy red gaze. You thought she wasn’t going to be affected by what happened—remembering that she said she was fine with letting you go for being to selfish.

This time, you’re the first one to reach out and touch her. You run your fingers through her slightly moist unruly hair and frame her loose strands away from her face. She observes the way your eyes flicker carefully and revels in this soft moment. Neither of you ever thought that each others touch would be so electrifying.

Sae-byeok’s true gesture of apology was when she pushed your hand away from her face to gain access to your lips after fighting an internal battle with herself to not do it. She kissed you briefly, barely hovering over your lips to not completely abrupt you. But you felt enough to want more. You grab her by the back of her head to make her collide her lips fully with yours.

It started off careful and guarded, both your minds still trapped in the thoughts of your argument. When you feverishly began trailing your hand down to the nape of her neck and rub gentle circles that’s her movements became needy and hungry. She moved her lips against yours like she was running out of time. She slowly starts hovering above you, you use it as an opportunity to explore her. You run your hands up to her face and down to her waist, pulling her even closer till she was basically laying on top of you—getting the full scent of rain off of her hair and skin.

Neither of you knew what possessed each other to kiss with such fervor and neediness, but it was clear you both were craving to connect with someone deeply like this.

After minutes of purely making out, the two of you pull away and stare at each other with half lidded eyes. Your breaths mingled with many things still left unsaid, yet it didn’t matter now.

She rolls off you and lays down next to you, staring at the ceiling deep in her thoughts now. Your eyes had a hard time looking away from her swollen lips.

“Thank you.” she mutters after silence overtook your room. You stare at her with concern. “For everything—not just…for not pushing me away. I know I’m not an easy person to deal with.”

“You don’t have to thank me—I would do it all again if…it leads up to this.” you timidly confess to her.

You see the pink bloom in her cheeks while she tries to avoid your eyes. “Me too.” she says gently.

Her hands reach out to grab yours and you easily intertwine your fingers with hers. Now that the tension is long gone, you two share the comfort of each other as you listened to the rainfall.

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