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[cosmiccoretalismanrr]

Glacier in March Ao3

I'm addressing you, the anonymous person who wrote that fanfic on AO3 Glacier in March.

I'm waiting for you.

Please.Please, I'm waiting for that story.I hope you're still around

Sadistic Beauty (Webcomic)

Glacier in March

Byun Minho/Cha Wookyung

Sadistic Beauty: Side Story B

[daily-reminders-that-ur-enough]

No one in good faith expects you to be perfect.

[lxdymoon0357]

Hello!!! This is a Sadistic Beauty request, I was wondering if you could write a fluffy trauma recovery fic where the reader helps Minho to heal and comforts him after a nightmare.Just lot of cuddling,verbal comforting,praises,pet names or any thing similar to that. Basically Minho getting showered with lots of love.

I hope your having great day btw 💜

(Warnings: mentions of rape, non-con sex, nightmares, choking, breaking bones| FRICKING SHORT.)

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Heart tells bad tales..

Minho stayed on the floor, his eyes scratched and raw by his own hands as Wookyung smirked over him, Minho's panic caused bile to rise in his throat. Every single cloth on his body was torn, nipples piercings on display for Wookyung's sick fantasy.

"Are you fucking cryin'?" Wookyung asked, smirking as he shoved Minho's head on the floor, rubbing his cock on Minho's hole gently making Minho also throw up but he kept it within him,

"It-Let me go..Ple-please!" Minho almost begged, no matter how pathetic he looked, he could see and feel your sight on him from the chair you sat on a few feet further away..you just looked..disappointed.

He couldn't stand disappointing you, but he was forced down, his foot broken as he tried to crawl away from Wookyung who only tightened his grip around Minho's throat, blocking airways as he simply forced himself inside Minho's holes, as Minho simply felt his dignity slip away.

Tears clouding in vision as he choked to try and get some oxygen, his head started to go dizzy and blurry as he felt his chest suffocate-

No! This couldn't be happening, NO..! He was losing you, but it's not his fault! It's NOT his fault!! Why aren't you helping!?

"Minho...!" he suddenly opening his eyes, breathing heavily as he turned his head a bit, you were sitting there gently shaking him in your pajamas as she you gently rubbed his tummy, helping him sit up.

He swallowed, trying not to shudder as his mind replayed the image of Wookyung. “I’m fine,” he breathed, “It’s fine. I’m fine… Go back to sleep.”

You promptly sat up, groggily switching on the lamp on his bedside table. “Not buying that. Did you have a nightmare?”

Your voice was soft, endearingly scratchy with sleep and understanding. Minho suddenly couldn’t keep his eyes from welling. “…Yeah,” he whispered. “Can you hold me?”

Reaching up to gently ruffle his hair, you nodded. “You didn’t have to ask, Min, come here.”

With that, he shuffled over, burying his head in your neck. “I don’t want to talk about it yet,” he mumbled, eyelashes fluttering against your skin as he tried to withhold tears.

"Don't want to talk about it-" he said immediately, his eyes tearing up as he leaned back on the bed, propping yourself on your elbow a bit as he laid his head on your chest to listen to your heart-beat, trying not to cry. He was a man after all!!

But he couldn't stop them softly crying into shoulder chest, neck and shoulder, anywhere he could reach easily, his hands digging into your back to make sure he was okay,

"Woo-Cha...He-He was hurtin-" he could barely formulate words as he cried more so you gently ran fingers through his hair, "It's okay..You don't have to tell me.." you whispered

Mnho felt himself relax slightly as her hands found his messy hair, his breath shuddering as he tried to keep himself from sobbing,

His voice cracking every time he tried to speak, so he kept quiet..As your finger ran through his hair or on his nape, Minho leaned into the touch, his head instinctively falling to the crook of your neck again.

Your fingers running through his hair as he whispered out what happened, as you nodded to everything he said, pecking his lips and kissing him when things go too bad and he couldn't form words.

"Shhh, I know-It's okay. You're doing so good." yu whispered as he cried, trying to get out words..You gently let him drink water, gently patting his back, hoping he was feeling okay..

It's not the usual habit of nightmares, it's hard to forget how his dignity was stolen, how he was forced into things he shouldn't have ever felt..But he could almost feel himself be happier with you..

[lxdymoon0357]

Hello! I hope I’m not interrupting at an inconvenient time. I just got an idea for a fic.

Minho finally starts over his life and he gets a job as a professor in another university. Upon reaching the university he sees his old class mate (OC) from the class of 2006.Turns out they both have to teach the same class. The rest is up to you 😉

(MY GORGEOUS BOI!...I love him! TW. Warnings: mentions of suicide, breaking bones.)

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

A lesson in love...

Minho hurriedly placed his pen in his bag, kissing Megumi, pouring water in his bowl and he leaves hurriedly...hoping to catch the usual bus or train to uni. The morning routine goes by within an instant, but that was old.

This university, this one was utterly new. Having gotten here, he taught a sample class and he was hired full-time, Minho was happy to not be in-debt to that old headmaster, fucking sleaze.

Getting off, Minho simply walked, this new university was rather old, but had very liberal rules from what he read in the school diary, as he walked in, a few students greeting him with a bow as he greeted back..

The dean, stood at the gate, ready to show him around, a grin on the man's face as he gave a quick tour, before sitting him down in the teacher's staff room, a few janitors and workers here and there, bustling around to do work.

The dean quickly got a janitor to get Minho coffee as dean explained things to him and handed him his schedule.

So it left with Minho on his first day, ready to take his new class. Sighing, Minho felt his foot ache from when it was broken in his last life, his suicide led him back to the start right before Duna started school and right before Minho got into the mess of Wookyung and stuff. Minho walked down the large hallways, a few students giggling or walking off to their classes, as Minho pushed open the door-

Minho was suddenly sent back to high school in 2006,

He smirked at the prize in front of the class' smart-pretty student..the one who managed to always piss him off but also make him smile, you.

"Don't think you won so easily, Byun. I still have a chance.You just won the provincial prize" You scoffed, as Minho scoffed, "We'll see, won't we?" he asked, smirking as you patted his back while rolling your eyes and walked off, as Duna glared at him.. Duna never liked you, she always thought you were too close to Minho for your own good, she always assumed he'd cheat on her with you. And it always pissed him off..

But right now, he stood there as you smirked answering your students' cheeky questions,

"So do our seating arrangement do matter to you" he asked, "Yes, that's why you always sit with Miss. Kim there, don't you?" he asked, smirking making the boy scoff and sputter as the students snickered before you met Minho's eyes-..oh shit..

"Uh..May I help you?" you asked, pulling down your shirt a bit, smiling politely as the kids continued talking within each other, "i'm meant to be teaching this class..?" he asked, showing his schedule to you as you cursed under your breath, "Fuck.."

And so it began, two of you teaching your first periodic classes together..

Due to a bit of mis-planning, the headmaster explain as to why a few teachers were teaching two classes together, so sometimes Minho taught them or you did while the other corrected students' works or sheets or stuff..

It started small; a few scoffs, a few glares when the other interrupted within you two, a subtle eye-roll which turned to smirks as the other threw back a reply to whatever smartass comment one gave.

It wasn't long before you two got back into nostalgic rivalry within each other of interrupting the other with a sarcastic remark which made your students snicker or one softening the other's blow on a student who caused mistakes or did something or while pointing out mistakes..

It was easy to see to the kids of your classes to notice the chemistry of the two teachers who taught them literature. Most of them planting a few romantic gestures to one from the other, which only ended in more sarcastic remarks and more fun in classes. The months went by with minimal contact with Wookyung and Duna for Minho and more contact with you..

It wasn't hard for Minho to learn that he wasn't actually hopeless, he was just a bit too intense... You definitely had to soften his blows to students when he commented on their works, explaining to him how kids were rather soft.

.

This morning, Minho sat on your desk, sipping coffee in a black suit he recently bought for himself, a full-time job in this uni actually led to actually better pay, just as you walked in and froze as he turned to you smirking smugly. You scoffed at him, holding your coffee in one hand and your folder under your other arm. Minho grinned, looking at the clock you kept on your desk,

"Seven seconds late, L/N...How sad, maybe you should work on how much you stuff your mouth with jam and bread?" he said as you looked down at your blazer, scoffing as you brushed off the crumbs and wiped the jam from the side of your lips and shoved the rest of the toast you had in your hand in your mouth.

"Stop talking, Byun." you huffed, putting the folder on the desk as you looked through it for what is to be taught today. Minho looked up at you face, he never thought how pretty you actually were..

Like when your smile was so bright as you snickered when a kid made a cheeky comment on him or when he glared at you after you had interrupted him.

Or when your eyes are shimmering with cheekiness of interest when you planned something to trouble someone with or when actually read something from the students which interested you..

Or when you played with Megumi on your lap, as the kitty meowed and pawed at you, making biscuits wherever it could reach, which sometimes happened to be your chest as Minho softly scolded the oblivious kitty in embarrassment while you only laughed at him, it filled his heart with joy..it was stupid, how could he have known?? This was completely his feelings of FRIENDSHIP..!

Minho watched as you explained things to him for today's syllabus, as he nodded a bit absent mindedly, your students softly gathering, as you finished explaining. You were going to start teaching, when the coordinator pulled out outside for some talking as Minho looked at the students, most of them had sirs and cheek grins on their lips, shit they knew...

They knew he loved you..

"Ooo~ Sir Minho seems little interested, doesn't he?" a boy said smirking to the girl beside him as she giggled looking at Minho, making Minho glare at the boy. God where do these damn kids get their audacity from?

"Have manners when talking to elders, boy" Minho scoffed as the boy shrugged, "we're just saying what we see...We see Minho sir being in love with our other teacher" another girl said as Minho sighed, shushing them as the class almost burst into grins as if they knew his feelings and promised to keep them safe.

You walked back in, beginning to start the teaching process with a grin, as he sat here, ready to answer questions, a few students smirking...Promising to keep their professor's feelings safe until they were eventually invited to their two professor's wedding, of-course.

[ghghhdhh]

I still can't get over how cruelly Minho was treated. Sadistic Beauty haunts me even now.

[lxdymoon0357]

Hi!!!

Can you do a headcanon of Rashta with a GN!reader(+ Ian and Glorym) just pure fluff?

GN!reader helps Rashta escape with Ian(they already knew Rashta is pregnant of Glorym)

GN!reader some how manage to get the certificate that says that Rashta's father already payed his dept making Rashta not a slave anymore?

Rashta and GN!reader builds a small cafe

They live in a cottage

And them just being a happy family with a successful small business <3

<you can delete this if it violated a rule and also english is not my first language. THANK YOU!!! MWAH MWAH!!!😚😚>

(My heart is supposed to heal from this, if it doesn't I'm gonna cry, but anyways!!! This is probably one of the request I've been excited to do as of late!)

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Flowers and berries

Rashta sighed, holding the new boy with shaky hands, after nearly dropping him the last time when you were here beside her. Of-course her stomach was also starting to show, as she wore a loose dress, a bit of her covered in flour from baking from earlier as she held Ian very gently and very safely, trying to hold him without you around for the first time...

Her arms gently wrapped around the light, warm and very delicate and fragile baby, with the same silverish-blonde hair and grey eyes and long lashes, chubby rosy cheeks, soft nose and tiny lips and even tinier fingers which entangled themselves into her hair...

as she held him, right over her bump, holding him...1 minute, 2 minutes...she was holding him! As a giddy smile spread across her lips as the baby cooed as she controlled her excited squealing she was ready to let out.

You finally entered, collecting some berries, as she whipped her head up, a wide smile on her lips as she held Ian, making you gasp with excitement and drop the basket somewhere and quickly ran to her,

crawling up to the boy near her and peppering her cheek with kisses making her giggle as Ian cooed in her arms, one of your hand under her own support Ian and the other on her side, gently rubbing her back and her bump at the same time in a way.

God she adored this life of hers..

₪ She had worked up so much of courage, so much of you handling and calming her down after episode of PTSD around Ian, who she was livid to find was alive and only kept such way to stop her. She had to be held back, ready to kill Alan and Lotteshu...but she had to be safe, since only her status as a slave was lifted.

₪ She constantly tries to work to work on her skills and trying to educate herself to be better so that her children could work hard, as long as she works hard, she can give her children permanent things, can't she? She hopes so, she worked hard for them!

₪ She constantly ready to defend them to death, so for a few reasons, she has a poison or dagger hidden somewhere incase Alan or Lotteshu come here. And she has copies of her slave certificate..paranoia doesn't really leave her life, being scared for her and her children's lives. Though she does calm down a bit, here and there and thinks rationally.

₪ Rashta's healing is rather slow, but she does it on her own pace as to calm herself, being pregnant and stress is not good for the baby, she knows that much..She takes time to herself to study and become literate at MOST if you're the one to go out and make money.

₪ I suppose we are going the Rashta bakery route, where she puts her talent in baking to use to make cakes and pastries and gets her bakery to rise in fame in the empire, adored for the simply adorable designs and very more adorable pregnant baker behind the scene, being loved by her spouse.

₪ You two work in the bakery, though popular but small, while you also work on other things..but almost anything for Rashta, no? Rashta eventually does have employ a helper or two to help around, since she does need to care for the children, and we're assuming you have another job to get more income in the household.

₪ She loves playing with her two children, keeping them under her gaze though, a bit overprotective but it's justified as she works around the place..foraging for berries, flowers and stuff to make things..Very beloved choices for things.

The roughling sounds of leaves, made your ears stand up as you looked around holding the little boy tighter in your arms, a little whistling of wind and she jumps in your arms, still careful not to wake Ian...

Your dear wife, Rashta, giggling...Sure you are having an utter panic attack because she's pregnant, but her smile does calm your heart, as you sat her down with you on the meadows,

"Are...you okay?" you softly asked her, rubbing her pregnant tummy and making Rashta look up as she nodded, a basket slung on her arm, covered tightly with a cloth and band,

"Mhm! I was just looking around for roses and berries and other edible flowers." she said smiling, lifting the cloth to show her content, a lot of stuff in it, as you sighed in relief,

"Stop running around, you're pregnant..!" you told her, gently scolding as she grinned, softly ruffling a sleeping Ian's hair as she put her head on your shoulder, placing the boy on your lap, you softly braid her hair enjoying the silence of the meadows... The smell of wildberries and flowers around you, the sun bright and life bright and your wife happy.

[inthst]

The new photos of SB giving the vibe of abusive white guy and his happy family photos. IDK it feels forced and weirdly out of place. Minho also looks either apathetic, fake smiling or uncomfortable depending on the situation. Lmao it's so weird.

Like oh look at that cute couple so happy 🥺

Onlooker: When did you two start dating?

Minho: After he kidnapped, raped me, beat me, verbally abused me, I fell into depression, became suicidal, got gang raped, tried to commit suicide, fell into coma, woke up and got back to him cause he cried a little. 🙂

Onlooker:

[ontgerunway]

According to those idiots ending up with your rapist a happy ending and author is misogynist. And it's disgusting to feel bad for rape victims. Also the idiot on the right side just made up more bullshit. Which female character got kidnapped, assaulted in sadistic beauty main story? What violence they faced? Only Minho called Duna names and he was adequately punished for it. And it's Minho who faced violence, got kidnapped and was assaulted. Only male characters got exploit by Duna : Minho, Haesol.

If you're going to criticize the author at least make proper claim instead of making up bs. Some idiots who never read the story are saying the author is a man 😮‍💨

Though both of them got cooked in the quotes both by Korean and non Korean readers. But it's very weird that none of the haters picked Wookyung who literally threatened Duna to rape her. Guess calling woman a bitch is much worse than saying "I should have forced (read rape) you back then" which is what Wookyung said to Duna.

They think Minho a straight guy ending up with his rapist, violently getting raped both by men and woman is happy ending.

What's funny is author getting called misogynistic when the story was specifically written for female fantasy of teaching a misogynistic man a lesson. SMH

Minho and Author getting all the hate but Duna and Wookyung gets spared despite being worse than Minho.

Weird ass world we're living in.

Anyways SB sidestory is very popular in Korea. It is still getting sold out quicker than many other new story despite being almost 4 years old. Many people haven't read the main story but to make up straight up bs about it is pathetic.

[m4tch4icecream2]

I've seen ppl said that Minho is misogynistic bc his mom abandoned him but I don't really think so. I think it's bc of his abusive dad influence on him, plus he grew up in the countryside so the old mindset of the ppl their must've gotten into him too.

[honestlyyoungtyphoon]

His behavior was definitely influenced by his abusive dad and in general Korean culture. We've seen other classmates being jerk to Duna's writing too.

Also Minho hates everyone. Hated Wookyung from first meeting, didn't get along with his make classmates. He's a professional hater, he doesn't descriminate 💀

[honestlyyoungtyphoon]

So it's not okay to laugh at Wookyung getting slapped by his mom but it's perfectly okay to cheer Wookyung for making Minho shiver in fear in the bathroom after getting sexually assaulted. Got it.

[monumentsswordme]

[byunminho-ismybaby]

Minho's first book "Glacier in march" was based on his childhood memories when he was living with his grandmother. He can still remember the isolated house in the forest (I'm not sure about this part of translation, maybe away from the main neighborhood) and the house burned to his memory.

The protagonist of the story is suffering from insomnia and dating his psychologist.

Damn, this actually seems very interesting and I'd love to read this book as a whole. It gives drak gritty vibes to me.

[thoughtstherapy]

[inthst]

Readers: Duna and Wookyung are assholes

Duna/WK simps: How do you know? Have you read the story? Where's your proof?

Readers: yes and here's the situations where they were horrible

Those simps: oh so you read the whole story despite hating it *insert snobby laughter*

Readers: of course we did. Did you just think we were badmouthing them without any proof or something?

[keenarcadeflower-blog-deactivat]

I like seeing Duna wondering if Minho is interested in her. Minho is poor. Minho, at this point of the story, is not yet earning a living. He is getting angry when he's seeing Duna spending more money on a drink than a meal costs, because himself never ate pasta before discovering it in the canteen.

And so we have Duna wondering if Minho who has no money but has hung out with her ten times in a month ("this month alone") is interested in her. Whereas he is a old-fashioned, we can be sure he has paid for the cinema, the subway or the meal each time.

Of course, Duna never paid attention to the money Minho spent on her. She never felt loved by him. Besides, sometimes, Minho's gifts didn't please her.

In this case, she thanked Minho and didn't say anything to him.

We can think that Duna was intimidated to the point of no daring to tell Minho what she really thought.

But when we think that in the work in the same author, there is a character who has the courage to say what he thinks about much more expensive gifts to a person who is really scarier in a much more stressful situation, we may think that Duna is simply a coward and a hypocrite, in fact.

[honestlyyoungtyphoon]

Lmao I laughed so hard in this scene. Duna imagining 18+ things about Minho and him feeling her ominous gaze 😂🤣

I really thought Duna would have ended up with Minho with them going from enemies to lovers (the author had the same plan too).

Would have been such a nice ending if she wasn't a rapist and both learned from their mistakes. I wouldn't have minded Duna taming Minho (without raping him) and wearing the pants in the relationship despite having tough buff of a husband. But the author got bitter (she admitted herself) and ruined both of them.

I need an au where both end up together with Duna being the dominant partner but not a rapist. And they're in a healthy consensual relationship, not a toxic one. 😔

[keenarcadeflower-blog-deactivat]

There is undoubtedly a parallel intended by the author and the illustrator between chapter 104 of "Sadistic Beauty" (main story) and chapter 32 of the BL SideStory.

The windows. Blue sky. Minho wears blue jeans and a grey top in the both cases. Illusions lost between the two. And it's not just about money when he's with Chun Duna : he is genuinely happy for her that she is earning money. While he doesn't care, from the start, of the money Wookyung spends on things he doesn't ask for.

Wookyung would do anything to make Minho look at him the way Minho looked at Duna but Wookyung totally broke Minho.