#sang-chul

[rumpixel]

shin-ae, in the year 2020, clutching two bags of chips while ripping sang-chul a new one: for your information these chips are for me and my fat self only!

me:

also shin-ae: there's nothing going on between me and the chairman!

me: ... :)

(but like for real shin-ae:)

[yeonggisbitch]

This bitch cares more about that rapist noodle ass bitch than Nol i hate her so much

[choxtopia]

Fictober 2019 Day 2: “Just follow me, I know the area.”

Genre: Fantasy Cyberpunk 

Fandom: Original 

Word Count: 273

Triggers?: None that I know of Please let me know otherwise and I will edit. 

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Sang-Chul lit a flasher, the bright green light casting a dim glow in the room as he worked towards the edge of the warehouse. 

He heard the crooning of someone in his ear as he steadied the silver dagger in its holster. They had to be careful this close. “Are you sure this is right?” he whispered into his earpiece, letting his eyes flit one way and the other.  The shadows were toying with him, making it seem as though they were dancing around him.  Bells, but he needed to get some actual sleep. 

“I’m sure.” The voice, a rich, honeyed baritone layered itself in his mind, provided an unearned sense of calm. “I’ve never let you down before, have I? Take your next right.” 

“Uh, right,” Sang-Chul said, and gently stepped onto the wall, letting the rules of gravity and physics fall away as he crept gently around the doorway. 

They were--all four of them--still getting used to this whole vampire thing, and thinking of spaces in a few extra dimensions made it slow going. He pulled himself up and through the next entrance as instructed, and waited a beat for something with teeth larger than his body to come for him. When it didn’t came, he visibly relaxed, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and didn’t really need. 

“You need to put more faith in me,” Jae-Chin laughed. “Besides, this is only the first floor of the simulation. The Wolf isn’t going to be waiting for you at the cargo bay. Keep going, brother.” 

Sang-Chul couldn’t help but huff as he followed their voice into the darkness. 

[youuuimeanmee]

It comes down to me that the next showdown is gonna be

 Yui ft. Sang-Chul VS Randulf ft. Shin-Ae. 

 I mean, Yui does have some kind of deal with Sang-Chul, and it maybe regarding Shin-Ae and Yeong-Gi (some theories said that Yui might want to get rid of Yeong-Gi). And Randulf told Shin-Ae to keep it a secret, even to the Hiraharas, soo.. 

 Plus, remember that Yui will come back before holiday, and so is Yeong-Gi's arraignment.

[choxtopia]

Fictober Day 4: “I know you didn’t ask for this.”

Nano Prep Ficclet #4

Genre: Fantasy Cyberpunk

Fandom: Original Fiction

Triggers: None that I know of! Please let me know if you need me to tag as such!

Word Count: 333

“I know you didn’t ask for this.”

Sang-Chul was startled by the attention. His almost glowing light blue eyes crinkled with amusement. 

Jae-Chin set a tea cup in front of both of them before sitting down. 

“None of did. We couldn’t have expected it.” Sang-chul said. “I don’t blame you.” 

The younger vampire gave a half-hearted smile that fled from their lips after a moment. “You should, I’m the one who talked you into it.” 

“I’d like to think that even if you hadn’t, I’d still be here.  We’ve seen too much already. It was only a matter of time. We all wondered it, while we were still in training.  How did the other idols do it, you know? It seemed as if they never slept. As if they never got tired. And here we were the whole time struggling. And now? Now that we are the ones on the front line? It only makes sense. We have to be better than we were. Stronger. It’s just science,” he said. “You can’t dispute that.” 

The inside joke brought Jae-Chin to tears, nearly falling over onto the cool floor. 

Sang-Chul laughed despite himself. 

The two shared a soft, quiet conversation as their watch continued. He ran a hand over Jae-Chin’s shoulder as the sun slowly began to creep from behind the tallest spires of their city. “They’ll split us up soon. Send us all over the world. It’ll be a long time before we see each other again.” 

He was trying to impart some sort of wisdom, but found himself lost in Jae-Chin’s eyes instead. Jae-Chin’s eyes had been dark, with darker circles before the transition. Now they nearly glowed, light green pools that sucked him in. 

He was in trouble. 

“It doesn’t matter,” Jae-Chin says. “When we’re out there… we can talk to each other. I can talk to you. So we’ll be okay.” 

“Yeah… yeah I guess we will,” Sang-Chul said, and gripped his teacup as if holding on for dear life.