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"That is not groovy." - @nx-spin / Ji-Woon Hak

Resident Evil 7 Biohazard Starters

She has to pause, furrow her brow, and stare at him completely befuddled. " Groovy? " Her expression of bewilderment slowly morphing to disgust. " What is this, the '60s? " Letting out a scoff she seems disinterested if this was how they were introducing themselves. Instead she turns up the music playing on her tape louder.

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"Call me a narcissist,

like a typhoon,

be an artist,

I'm the oddest."

Est. 2024, Nx-Spin is an indie Dead by Daylight RP blog For Ji-Woon Hak Written by Atti (aka @breakdcwn / @breakcut and others.)

18+/MDNI

Explores themes of narcissism, sociopathy, and the carnal urge to satiate the want for bloodshed.

Affiliated w/ @exmortiis

Inbox is always open for asks!

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I know I haven’t really been posting RP things for Ji-Woon lately, BUT THIS OUTFIT IS SO HYUCKING CUTE

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Just a little photo editing, and *presto* !

Made an anniversary crown edit for mah boi, Ji-Woon!

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Okay, but my fave lil’ sociopath needs this as a cosmetic😭🖤

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David King // @exmortiis

The force of the the man's teeth digging into his skin causes a guttural howl of pleasure to leave the idol's throat as his eyes roll back. Pain, as much as he loved inflicting it, was even more pleasurable to feel himself, to feel something other than perfection. Though, sometimes pain is perfection.

"Fuck," he exclaims breathily, raising his hand to grip the back of David's head to dig his teeth harder into his own skin. Not caring if is nigh-perfect skin was broken, Ji-Woon relishes in the thought of being bitten hard enough to draw blood as he presses his hand against the other's posterior.

Feeling the man's swelling desire against his own, he grips his buttock as he raises his other hand to lift David's chin, lips now tinted with a delectable crimson hue pulled in to meet his own. Golden eyes slowly open as he pulles his lips away from the other's, a soft chuckle escaping under his breath. "I told you you couldn't hate me."

Slipping off his latex coat, longing eyes shift dreamily to meet the deep, chocolatine occuli of the other, his voice dripping with carnal desire. "Now show me how much you want me."

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King, David // @exmortiis

The killer's eyelids flutter for a moment as the survivor's tongue catches his blood, a shiver running down his spine. How could he let himself feel this way when he's supposed to kill him. Ji-Woon snaps out of his stupor, highly aware that the brute had the high ground in this situation. The pressure against his throat grows as the man puts his weight against the pop-star. He sneers, trying to push David off as he remarks, "I guess not."

Ji-Woon's slender frame crumples as the air is pushed out of him, his knees buckle as he breathlessly taunts the survivor, his smirk growing ever-so-slightly, "If you think you're such a hot-shot, then try it, big guy-" He licks up the side of the man's face, swallowing a mixture of blood and perspiration. "Just try and kill me, but she won't let you," he coughs as he chuckles softly, his lips centimeters from the man's ear. "...unless you had something else in mind, huh?"

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@exmortiis / David sent fan mail!:

It was during times like those that David felt like a moth hopelessly destined to burn because he couldn't stay away from scorching flame that he was. "I hate you." The words breathed out in a mutter. did he, though? A question even David couldn't find an answer for, even more so when his actions spoke volumes. "I really do." He growled before pressing open mouthed kisses along the pale skin of the other's neck, while hands desperately slipped under his shirt, seeking the feeling of warm skin against his digits.

The k-pop star lets out a soft breathy moan as the gruff man's lips explore his neck, the feeling of David's breath sending shivers down his spine. {I really do.} The words make Ji-Woon pull away for a moment, teasing the other playfully. He giggles softly, "oh, darling..." his gleaming hues piercing David's gaze, a smile smeared across his face as his lips are mere centimeters away from the others. "You couldn't hate me if your life depended on it."

After the words leave his mouth, Ji-Woon closes the gap between himself and the survivor, their lips pressing against each other with a gruff passion as his hands move down David's torso and into his waistband. His fingers creep down the course fabric as his teeth lightly pull on the man's ear, "Come on, tough guy." He pulls back, his gaze meeting the other's in a seductive manner, "You know you want it again."