Mostly a one shot with some plot development. May be made longer if requested. This is a kinky one people. Just a warning.

SPECIFICALLY HORROR ONLY, sorry. Various prompts and scenarios featuring Sangwoo from Killing Stalking. ✂ Huge fan of horror and this is probably my time to finally write a bunch of creepy chapters. ✂ Does not own Sangwoo or Killing Stalking as well as any of the pictures used UNLESS STATED OTHERWISE. ✂ CHAPTER MARKERS: [K] = Killer, chapter features Sangwoo as the source of horror/killer || [N] = NOT APPLIED, chapter will not apply Sangwoo as the source of horror/killer ✂ Mature for use of profanity and use of explicit scenes. Killing Stalking is a horror after all. ✂ Do not plagiarize.

SangwooxReader (and sometimes Yoonbum) Kinky Oneshots (NSFW/LEMON) It mainly an excuse to practice and get back into writing NSFW

I love and loathe Oh Sangwoo. He saved me from my inevitable demise, however, at the same time, he dragged me into a deeper hell that I didn't even know existed. But, as you all know, after a while, you get more comfortable in whatever environment you are kept in. Even if it's one where you gamble your own life every day... {I do not own Killing stalking or any of the art used in this story. This story also contains physical and psychological abuse and violence. Enjoy}

I will write one-shots and scenarios for the three main characters: ♡ Sangwoo Oh ♡ Bum Yoon ♡ Seungbae Yang. I can add someone else, if you'd like me to. Just ask, I don't bite~! ...Usually. ^^

Here I will be doing One shots for both genders so i hope you enjoy my kinky freaks~

"S-Sangwoo?" "Mm?" "Are you there?" "Yes. Shhh" "W-what?" "Shhh don't talk."

What happens when a girl who is head over heels In love with a Sociopath meets her worst rival yet? Will she stick through and stay sane or let her mind fall into the deep dark pit of insanity?

Sangwoo Oh was your normal highschool boy that had a small quirky and perverted side to himself, just like any other teenage male you'd come across. You were a girl that hadn't realized her true beauty, until you met the young man with the bleached blond tips. You and him would watch horror movies together, and he'd silently listen to your wild tales without thought. . But things change. People change, and people will swat and grab at the next greatest thing they see in their range of view. . And Sangwoo was no exception. . In your last year of high school, you had learned that he too had been sucked into the endless hole of showbiz and entertainment, his singing skills proven to anyone but you. You would never get the chance to see one of his concerts. You would never get to stop by and watch a movie with him again. . If only he could've told you. If he could've told you about the countless girls he had hooked up with in the past, and how his personal life had affected everything in his path from his parents to a scrawny black-haired boy. . But still, you clung onto him. . 'Cause you believed the boy would still be there. . But you would never know enough. Because in his place was a psychotic, violent killer that loved the taste of seeing the bruises etched into your skin. The boy had been replaced by a man, and that man had begun to explore who you really had been. . And that was irresistible. Because maybe, just maybe, you wanted to have someone fill the empty hole in your chest that you had tried so hard to cover with your appearance and your looks. But he could see right through you. . You were addicted to him, and his name was Oh Sangwoo.

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