Ghost Festival: The Blue Tiger
Author’s Disclaimer
Baek Tae-won and the Sapphire Tiger legend are products of my sleep-deprived, horror-obsessed imagination running wild at 3 AM when rational thought goes to die. Any resemblance to actual Korean folklore, real tigers (blue or otherwise), or functional human beings is purely coincidental.
This twisted tale was born from my unhinged need to create the perfect obsessive, possessive supernatural boyfriend for all you thirsty degenerates who see “centuries-old shapeshifting murderer” and think “yeah, I can fix him” or better yet “please don’t fix him at all.”
Yes, I KNOW you’re getting butterflies when he’s being manipulative. Yes, I KNOW you find his obsession romantic. Yes, I KNOW you’re blushing at the possessive dialogue. I see you, I AM you, and I wrote this specifically to make you feel things you probably shouldn’t admit in polite company.
Created during multiple consecutive nights of caffeinated chaos and zero shame about pandering to everyone who’s ever thought “when he says he’ll never let me go and actually means it” was peak romance. We’re all going to horny jail together and I’m driving the bus.
To my fellow yandere-obsessed creatures: This man will stalk you, manipulate you, isolate you, and probably kill you. You’re still going to want him to pin you against a wall and call you “mine.” I understand. I support you. I wrote 50+ pages of content to enable this. Nah not exactly 50+ pages >.> is it?
Warning: Contains obsessive love, psychological manipulation, murder, and enough sexual tension to power a small village. If you’re here because you have a thing for beautiful monsters who are completely unhinged about you, congratulations, you’ve found your new addiction.
Written with absolutely zero shame by someone who knows exactly what kind of degenerates we all are and loves us for it. And Yes the picture is from Painter of the Night.
🐯🐯🐯 Do listen to Night Flower by Ahn Yee-Eun 🐯🐯🐯 I love this version better and it suits the story
The original one: