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knifer days are a hack of a time! | oh sangwoo from ks. highly triggering; read rules for tw list

[stalkhim]

love is draining. mirrored on ao3.

he gets upset.

but it’s the little things, the things gone as fast as they come unlike the bruises that stay, the cuts that scar. sangwoo-ya doesn’t kiss him to sleep tonight, a break in the routine and it’s like he’s back down in the basement again with the chains clamped tight around his wrists even though he’s sleeping upstairs on the off-white mattress next to sangwoo-ya. sangwoo-ya. he turns to look at him, sees one eye closed and the other eye obscured by the fluff of his blond hair. blond dyed hair. he could never pull off hair dye himself; hair dye would just highlight his ugliness instead of his roots. sangwoo-ya is anything but ugly and he’d look good with any hair color, probably. not like him.

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[stalkhim]

heyy generic stalker pun do u live in a cornfield bc i’m stalking u 

indie yoon bum rp blog from ks, u kno the drill, please like/reblog if u wanna interact and shit ???? nothing else to really add here except about / rules please check out my pages b4 following ,,, thank u

[deathrepeated-deactivated201704]

                        ❛  you wouldn’t lie to me about this, would you ?  ❜  she inquires, dragging a trail of innocence in her words.  ❛   .  .  .   ❜  lips part,but the words don’t leave her mouth, her  glaring intensifies.  ❛   would you ?   ❜  she finds it ridiculous that she has to ask the same question twice, but somehow finds the strenght within her to remain calm. // @kniferdays

[kniferdays-blog]

     ‘looks like someone here has trust issues. who wouldn’t take the word of a complete stranger? you’d be crazy not to!’ brows raise in amusement, a half grin dangling from his lips. he remains aloof, lazily locking his sights on her out of the corner of his eye. ‘seriously. drinks at my place. no catch,’ his smile sprawls itself wider before he delivers the punchline, ‘after all, aren’t you the real catch here?’

[swarm]

[stkr]

@kniferdays

————    ❛  kiss me, it doesn’t matter if it hurts.  ❜

[kniferdays-blog]

     ‘see, here’s the thing: it kinda does matter if you whine about it afterwards, don't you agree?’ 

[villainous-angel]

it has been days since they have last seen each other & it was driving her mad, he hasn’t even messaged her, no calls - nothing, so she decided to just show up at his house. the place was rather strange, abandoned looking & quiet, was this even the right place ? she couldn’t quite remember, yet she dared to knock on the door & just as her fist touched the door, it opened & he stood there, looking rather surprised.

‘ — oh. ’ that was all that she could say at that moment, her eyes were wide & her cheeks flushed red, what should she do ? she didn’t think this through, ‘ h - hey ! uhm, i was just wondering… if you had any plans for today ? ’ // @kniferdays // starter call

[kniferdays-blog]

     he doesn’t have eyes on the back of his hair, so head twists over his shoulder, peering beyond the sprawled wide door into wooden floors and white walls. ‘you have weird timing,’ his feet remain planted so she doesn’t catch a glimpse inside, pulling the door shut behind him by feeling rather than seeing. ‘planning isn’t really needed for throwing out the trash, you know?’ his words come out harsher than he intended, so he sighs, tries to compensate for it.

     ‘you almost scared me half to death. how long have you been standing there?’ he makes her out to be the bad guy, scolds her like a teacher would. ‘don’t show up again without calling me. that’s kind of,’ there’s mock hesitation, a ploy to make her think he’s trying to spare her feelings with careful wording, ‘creepy, for a pretty girl like you.’ he hopes she takes that to heart, even as he waves it off with a flick of his wrist. ‘don’t worry about that now, though. walk with me?’

[kniferdays-blog]

"Oowada-sir...? Did you... cut off your entire pompadour?"

     ‘… i think it’s safe to say i’m not the person you’re referencing here. haven’t had a haircut in months, after all! hah, and that’s not my name – probably the bigger hint, yeah?’

[inlcver]

        @kniferdays​!

        THERE’S  A  PEAL   of airy laughter,   following with the flutter of lashes  &  a flicker of a sweet smile.   ❛ you’re pretty funny━  are you usually this friendly with strangers? ❜

[kniferdays-blog]

     her giggle grates on his ears. he stretches his lips, beams a smile with carnivorous teeth too big and too white, ‘you’re making me sound like some kind of player! can’t a guy just be nice to the random fellows he meets by chance?’ he holds up his hands, backs himself up in a show of good faith, ‘alright, not here to flirt. just looking to buy a coffee,’ a pause, ‘you look more like a tea person. how about i pay for you?’

[memoryfogged-blog]

                                                                                   oh    no ….

          EYES      WATCH      MORTIFIED      AS      PLATE      TUMBLES      FROM      HIS      GRASP .             the    platter    had    bounced        (     if   it   could   even   be   called   that     )        off    bony    legs    before    it    hit    the    ground    with    a    loud    C R A S H ! ! !           fragments    crawled    across    the    floor    in    disarray    stemming    from    right    beside    him .

                                                             oh    no     oh    no     oh    no     oh    no       —  !                                                                                                           i’m    going    to    be    hit       – !

          breath    hitches    as    he    kicks    the    chair    away    to    drop    on    all    fours .           shards    poked    their    way    into    his    legs    as    he    fell    into    them ,        but    he    paid    no    mind .           sungyoo    would     //     WILL    do    ten    times    worse .          //    @kniferdays​

[kniferdays-blog]

     a chair pushed back to excuse himself from sitting, he stands, unfolds his body to the true intimidating height it is. the magazine that eyes previously skimmed slaps on the table surface with a fwap. irritation seeps itself into every step he takes closer, ‘seriously, how are you this clumsy? are you too stupid to get what’ll happen if you mess up?’ he scoffs, ‘you think that’d be a good enough motivator!’

     he pauses, looming over bum's crumpled form in menacing glory, close enough that bum could lick his shoe clean if he asked (he would if he asked! but his spit would probably be just as disgusting as stepping in gum). ‘moron ... don’t you know that glass can cut you?’ he tilts his head to the side, reveling in the power he has to make bum fumble on the floor, right into the smashed shards of the plate. ‘is getting cut by me scarier than getting cut by glass?’ his fingers jerk out in front of him in a clawing gesture, ‘boo!’ he laughs from his gut, a hearty sound.

     ‘what's the point of keeping your hands attached if you can't even use them properly? asking for a friend!’

[kniferdays-blog]

     is it too late to change my url 

[porcelainsouled-blog]

‘ i — i don’t love you anymore. ’ his voice was whispery & his body was shaky, he felt sick to his stomach, wondering what sangwoo might do to him now that he finally knows the truth, yet he just needed to let it out, refusing to pretend to like him, refusing to be with him - he wanted to be free, even if that meant to get beaten up & even if that meant to get killed in the end, he was scared, yes, but he was ready, ready to face whatever was coming at him. // @kniferdays

[kniferdays-blog]

     surprise slams him down, and shock waves kick up the o shape of his mouth, the widening of his eyes – but the dust settles and so does he, quickly enough that a blink and everything shines sunny. there’s another twitch, but this time it’s a grin.

     ‘ha! you almost fooled me for a second,’ his eyes stay wide, intense and staring, ‘of course you love me. besides …’ the dismissive turn of his voice curves his smile in a more malicious twist, ‘after everything we’ve been through, don’t you think it’s a little too late to backtrack?’ bum is cute but not funny, he thinks gleefully.

     ‘you really shouldn’t say things you don’t mean, but i get it. put it like this -- people dating get in a spat over a misunderstanding. a dog pisses on their owner’s bed because it doesn’t know better. a child says they hate their parent, and what does that parent do?’ a hand raises, comes down fast in an impression of a slap, stops at the very last second before flesh meets flesh, ‘they beat the shit out of their kid, that’s what!’

[kniferdays-blog]

     [ insert cheesy murder pun here ] haha always depend on the kindness of stranglers 

     indie oh sangwoo from ks!!! highly triggering, so please read all pages before you decide to interact ???? would be rEALLY AWESOME IF U WOUld reblog this to give me more publicity bc i have no idea who to follow lmao finger guns (about/rules)