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Hello all! Would you please give this a like or (preferably) a reblog if youâre interested in roleplaying with Yoon Bum from Killing Stalking!
NSFW and dark themes OC and AU friendly Mun and Muse 18+Â 5+ years of RP experienceÂ
RULES + ABOUT
                       â CORN NUTS!!! â
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"They made you cry but that will end tonight." lxveisgod
Bum wiped his tear stained face, sniffling a little, trying to disguise the fact that he now had a snotty nose. Slowly, big, wet eyes looked up at the other and he sniffed again.
   â H-how? â he whispered, through a broken sob.
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He held him in a warm embrace. âShhh itâs okay. Iâve got you. They canât hurt you as long as Iâm here.â He hugged him tightly pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. Heâd make them pay for this. This was the last straw heâd make sure those assholes never made him cry again.
âWeâll get them back for this. Theyâll never hurt you again.â He took his hand giving him a few soft kisses. âI promise.â
He snuggled further into the embrace, feeling as though nothing could hurt him there. He tried to wipe away his tears, but JDâs hold on him was so firm that he couldnât; but he didnât mind. He would pick safety over drying his cheeks any day.    The soft show of affection in that protective kiss made Bum smile a little, though it could not be seen as he buried his face in JDâs chest. But he felt a little concerned⊠JDâs promise sounded so⊠serious. He wondered what he had in mind.
   â How? â he dared to ask, quietly.
"That's easy. We're gonna give them a taste of their own medicine. I have these bullets I got from my grandfather. They have the power to knock someone out. They used them during the war to fake their own suicides. Well leave a note saying they killed themselves because they had to hide their love from a misapproving world. Come Monday those homophobes will be laughing stocks."
Christian Slater as Jason Dean in Heathers (1988)
"They made you cry but that will end tonight." lxveisgod
Bum wiped his tear stained face, sniffling a little, trying to disguise the fact that he now had a snotty nose. Slowly, big, wet eyes looked up at the other and he sniffed again.
   â H-how? â he whispered, through a broken sob.
@lxveisgod
Bum was embarrassed that he had sobbed all over JD. It was humiliating, to say the least, but the other did not seem to care. In fact he seemed to want to make him happy as he wiped away his tears. Â Â Â His words were soft and full of compassion, which only caused Bumâs eyes to well up even more. Instinctively, the smaller male shuffled closer to JD, practically curling up against him, feeling safe there.
He held him in a warm embrace. "Shhh it's okay. I've got you. They can't hurt you as long as I'm here." He hugged him tightly pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. He'd make them pay for this. This was the last straw he'd make sure those assholes never made him cry again.
"We'll get them back for this. They'll never hurt you again." He took his hand giving him a few soft kisses. "I promise."
they died because we said they must.
Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count.
Christian Slater, Heathers (1988)
"You're staring. You wanna sit here or something?" lxveisgod
Bum blushed and looked away, biting his lip. He hadnât realised he had managed to get himself into a stare. Embarrassed, he thought on what to do next. The stranger had already noticed, so there was no point in trying to play it cool, so instead he simply stood there, awkwardly.
   â Uh⊠I⊠sorry, I didnât mean to â
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He smiled softly at Bum gripping his cup a little tighter. It was nice. Having someone with him who knew what he was going through. âThanks. Itâs nice having someone who knows what itâs like. Iâm sure you donât wanna talk about it so I wonât pry.â
âPeople think itâs weird. Most of them stay away from me. Just see me as the psycho with a trenchcoat. They think Iâll either end up killing myself like my Mom did or kill someone else. Youâre the only one who looked at me without judgement.â
Another small smile and a little nod of acknowledgement. Bum was so pleased that JD seemed to be so understanding. He still wasnât entirely sure if he had an ulterior motive or not, but in Bumâs experience, people who had a hidden agenda had usually shown a kind of suspicious side by now. JD seemed genuine and Bum felt so lucky.
   â People can be so cruel â Bum found himself whispering. â People shouldnât judge you like that⊠they donât even know you. â
"You aren't. That's why I like you." He smiled grasping the boy's hand. "You're kind and understanding. But because you're small and timid people take advantage. They bully you. Make you feel like the shit beneath their shoe. Stay by my side Bum. I'll protect you. All you have to do is stay with me."
"They made you cry but that will end tonight." lxveisgod
Bum wiped his tear stained face, sniffling a little, trying to disguise the fact that he now had a snotty nose. Slowly, big, wet eyes looked up at the other and he sniffed again.
   â H-how? â he whispered, through a broken sob.
@lxveisgod
He smiled softly. Wiping the tears from his face and letting him blow his nose with a tissue he gave him. "You are the only thing that's right about this broken world. Go on and cry but when the morning comes we'll burn it down and then we'll build the world again." He kissed his forehead gently. "Our love is god."
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"You're staring. You wanna sit here or something?" lxveisgod
Bum blushed and looked away, biting his lip. He hadnât realised he had managed to get himself into a stare. Embarrassed, he thought on what to do next. The stranger had already noticed, so there was no point in trying to play it cool, so instead he simply stood there, awkwardly.
   â Uh⊠I⊠sorry, I didnât mean to â
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He chuckled playfully ruffling the boyâs hair. âI thought youâd like it. Itâs my absolute drink. My mom used to bring me here all the time as a kid. We were always moving so the 7-11 was the only constant comfort for us.â
He smiled softly slurping at his drink. âIt seems stupid but this place always comforts me. I didnât have any friends or much family to go to when she died so this is the first place I went to. The freeze made me feel numb to the pain. If only for awhile.â
It was oddly pleasant to receive physical touch that seemed to be affectionate. The hair ruffing actually made him feel - dare he say it? - endearing.
He listened intently to JDâs words, tilting his head to the side in though, making a soft humming sound that hinted that he was listening.
   â Iâm⊠Iâm sorry about your Mom â he said quietly. â I⊠I lost mine too. â
He hoped JD wouldnât think that he was trying to make it all about him; that wasnât his intention at all. He just wanted him to know that, on some level, he understood. Losing a parent wasnât easy and Bum had lost both.
   â I donât think itâs dumb⊠if⊠if it gives you comfort, surely thatâs good? â
He smiled softly at Bum gripping his cup a little tighter. It was nice. Having someone with him who knew what he was going through. "Thanks. It's nice having someone who knows what it's like. I'm sure you don't wanna talk about it so I won't pry."
"People think it's weird. Most of them stay away from me. Just see me as the psycho with a trenchcoat. They think I'll either end up killing myself like my Mom did or kill someone else. You're the only one who looked at me without judgement."
JD: Defends Veronica from his dad when he acts like a creep
JD: holds Veronica protectively whole everyone makes fun of her
JD: attacks the bullies who are being mean to her
JD: Doesn't answer when asked if he's okay, instead just asks her if she is
JD: tells Veronica he was nothing before her and that she means the world to him
JD: Tells her that he wants to be good for her and that her love is too good to lose
JD: literally sacrifices his life for her's
Some people: idk I don't think he really loved her đ he was just using her to kill people đ
    Iâm no good for you. This heart ainât built for two, so                          runaway, runaway.
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