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Claustrophobic Micah :)

The idea and everything is based off of @/amrass’ ‘Salt’ and ‘The Devils’ but also just their idea of Micah’s backstory and young Micah in general.

Micah’s design is based on @/meeks-just-wants-to-scroll’s drawings of young Micah

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There isn’t enough Owen content sooo here’s a papercraft of him :)

Feel free to print him out if you want a little Owen!

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Here’s a drawing of my Rdr oc Tobias Chandler

I’m really happy with how this drawing came out cause the last time I tried to draw him it just didn’t feel right, but I feel like I captured him well with this one :)

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I wrote it :)

(It’s the post before this on my profile)

I’m really happy with how it came out, I think it’s the saddest fic I’ve written tbh 😭

I found a book about the history of diseases and there’s a part about Tuberculosis and all I can think about is Arthur 😭

Get ready for the most soul crushing fic about Hosea living and having to watch Arthur slowly deteriorate from TB

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And One Day, I Am Gonna Grow Wings (A Chemical Reaction)

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: Whump, Tuberculosis, Hosea lives (but is that really a good thing?), Father and son Hosea and Arthur, not beta read, Rdr2 spoilers

Setting: Chapter 6 - Beaver Hollow

A/n: ‘I know the colour of that blood! It is arterial blood. I cannot be deceived … That drop of blood is my death warrant. I must die.’ - John Keats

Summary: Hosea, who doesn’t die during the Saint Denis bank robbery, has to watch Arthur slowly deteriorate.

Hosea knew Arthur was a bit sick, he’d seen him coughing a bit in camp, but he never thought it would be this bad. The occasional coughs turned to coughing fits that ended up with Arthur wiping his hands up his pants, streaks of red being smeared along with the rest of dirt and grime on them.

Never did Hosea think he would see the day where the camp workhorse would be slowed down to a trot, having to take frequent breaks to breathe. Never did he think he would have to watch is own son die. Hosea always thought he would be the first to go, with his asthma and all, but now he’s not so sure.

Hosea begun noticing small differences in Arthur since his return from Guarma. He never put much thought into them though, everyone was different after Guarma. Dutch has been getting more paranoid and with the death of their youngest member, excluding Jack, almost everyone seemed to be feeling down.

But Arthur specifically seemed to be worse. Immediately Hosea noticed that Arthur seemed to be sick. He was coughing more than usual and Hosea noticed him sweating heavily in his sleep.

Hosea’s always been a worrier, whenever Arthur or John got sick he’d be all over them, caring for them like a mother hen. Dutch had joked about it frequently, he always waved off Hosea’s concerns, saying that they’d get over it, it was just a little cold. So when Hosea noticed Arthur seeming sick he began to check on him more often.

During the day, while Arthur was at camp, he’d walk by the man, offering some tea or just striking up a conversation. He always watched out for little signs, but whatever it was, Arthur seemed to not like showing it in front of others, holding back coughs as best he could, frequently clearing his throat, but Hosea could tell. Arthur had always been the type to hate showing weakness, and Hosea thinks part of the reason has to do with how often Dutch focused on Arthur’s strength, especially as he grew older. Arthur cared so much about being seen as strong that he refused to even let the man who practically raised him see him being the tiniest bit weak. It saddened Hosea.

At night Hosea would pass by Arthur’s tent and check up on him, often he would find Arthur drenched in sweat looking miserable.

Hosea brought it up to Arthur once but Arthur had just brushed it off, saying he’d be fine and it was just a little cough. And Hosea knew bringing it up to Dutch would do nothing, he’d just brush Hosea’s concerns off.

He hoped Arthur would get better like he usually did, Arthur never stayed sick for long, but he never got better. In fact Hosea noticed him getting exponentially worse.

He only truly noticed how pale Arthur had gotten a week or two after he came back from Guarma, before then the sunburn he had covered it. But once he noticed it was glaringly obvious, Arthur’s skin was almost translucent, Hosea could practically see the man’s veins with how pale his skin was.

And from there Hosea only spotted more and more things wrong with Arthur. For one, Arthur seemed skinnier. He’d always been fairly built, a strong man, but his muscles were dwindling. Hell, Arthur almost had the same mass as Hosea himself, and Hosea was far from being built.

He’d also noticed how big Arthur’s eye bags seemed to be. Arthur had always had eye bags, one of the things Hosea always told Arthur to do, which he never did, was to get more sleep. Arthur had always been out and about, if he wasn’t out on a job he was out exploring wherever they were camped at, and that ment he very rarely got ample sleep. But they were much worse than they’d ever been.

And the cough just kept getting worse and worse. It went from a few coughs every once in a while, to frequent coughing that sometimes turned into coughing fits. At this point, Hosea thinks everyone in the camp has noticed Arthur being unwell, but no one has brought it up. It must feel odd for them, seeing the strong man of the gang deteriorating every day.

Sometimes after a coughing fit, Arthur would rub his hand off onto his pants thinking no one noticed, but Hosea always did. He noticed how the top of Arthur’s pants would get more red with every wipe, how he was too self-conscious to even ask the girls to wash his pants anymore, putting it off until he just ended up washing them himself.

Hosea couldn’t just stand by and watch Arthur slowly get worse, he had to atleast talk to Arthur about it, and talk he did.

One day, Hosea decided to pull Arthur away for camp for a bit, offering to go on a short ride with him, just something to get their minds off of what was happening with the gang, he said. And Arthur agreed, riding off on his horse, one Hosea had gone with Arthur to pick out months before, alongside Hosea on Silver Dollar.

They only got so far before Hosea brought up the big question.

“Arthur” Hosea starts, in an almost sad tone. “I’ve noticed you seem unwell recently, and I need you to tell me truthfully, how bad is it?”

Hosea immediately cringes at how it came out, but he doesn’t take it back. He knows that Arthur knows what it is, what’s happening in his body, he can tell how much Arthur tries to hide it from everybody.

Hosea looks over at Arthur who just looks defeated, like he’d expected Hosea to bring it up.

“Tuberculosis” Arthur says, simply. “I’m dying Hosea”

Hosea pauses, everything seems to freeze, but of course it doesn’t. The world keeps spinning, the horses keep moving forward, even if it seems like Hosea’s world has ended.

“Oh Arthur” Hosea says, sounding on the verge of tears. “My boy”

And at that moment Arthur breaks, feeling like he hasn’t felt since he was a child. Having his dad, not a biological one but still just as important, fuss and worry over him. He wants nothing more than to curl up in his father’s arms and sob, but despite everything, no tears come. The two men, father and son, just stay looking at each other, no words needing to be exchanged.

Hosea stops his horse, Arthur following suit, and steps off onto the ground. He walks up to his son, who has also stepped off his horse, sensing that is what Hosea wanted, and hugs him tightly. After a beat Arthur hugs back. As despite the age difference between the two, an older man and a younger, still in his prime, they both hug each other just as tightly, having been reduced down to the same strength.

And as much as the two men pray that the world would just stop there, that they could stay in this eternal hug, eternal comfort, the world keeps going. And they know the father will eventually outlive the son, but neither of them want to think about it now, all that matters is the embrace.

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I found a book about the history of diseases and there’s a part about Tuberculosis and all I can think about is Arthur 😭

Get ready for the most soul crushing fic about Hosea living and having to watch Arthur slowly deteriorate from TB

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Prescription (Make it Stop)

Chapter 1 - Descending into Delusion (pt.1)

Aka. Nam-gyu as Kim Seo-wan

Word count: 3.8k

Warnings: Drugs, Probably not realistic to actual psych wards but I tried my best, Delusions, Not beta read, Everything that happened in squid game 2 happened in this fic/universe

Setting: Post-squid game 2, pre-ddos

A/n: I was planning on making this into a series but I’ve lost interest in Squid game and Ddos (Rdr brainrot has taken over). But I’ll still try to finish part 2 since this piece isn’t completed :)

“You think I would lie about something like this?! My friend’s fucking dead, man! I saw it! I wouldn’t joke about that!” He opens his fists up and bangs against the door again, this time with his palms.

“Fuck” Nam-gyu bangs one more time before giving up, walking across the empty floor towards the singular bed in the corner of the room.

He plops down onto the bed and stares at the equally as blank ceiling. He still can’t believe they put him into a fucking mental facility, like, he’s not crazy?!

But they don’t believe him. They think that the death game was all just a delusion but he knows it wasn’t. He can still feel Thanos’ blood on his hands, his clothes. He hates it.

And now that he’s here, and was forced to sober up, he feels like he is actually going crazy.

Especially now that they locked him up in some sort of prison room cause he was “misbehaving”. He thinks his reaction was justified. He’s being held here against his will because apparently his parents, who he hasn’t talked to in years, signed a form or something. Who wouldn’t be mad if they found that out?

He also hates the doctor and nurse that he was given. The nurse barely even acknowledges him and the doctor reminds him too much of Se-mi with the way she talks. Straight to the point and like she’s better than him. At least he doesn’t have to worry about dealing with one of them anymore.

Nam-gyu’s made a point to not mention the fact that he’d killed anybody in those games. He doesn’t want to risk going to jail if they finally realize he isn’t mentally ill.

After what felt like an eternity, and probably was, he hears the sound of a door open. Nam-gyu’s head turns to the side as the second door to the room clicks open. The annoying nurse steps into his room with a glass of water and some pills.

He wishes they were the ones Thanos had, but he knows they’re the type they give crazy people. Hes not crazy, but he won’t pass up taking pills. Who knows, they might have some effect.

He takes them out of her hand and pops them into his mouth, swallowing them dry. Only after does he take a gulp of water.

“Open your mouth.” The nurse says.

Nam-gyu wants to make a snarky remark but he doesn’t bother, it’ll probably make them keep him in this damn room for longer. He opens his mouth.

“Good. Ms. Cha wants to have a talk with you. Follow me” She walks out of the room and Nam-gyu follows suit.

She leads him into the main hallway, Nam-gyu takes a look around and sees a bunch of crazies. He’s not like them. He keeps repeating this to himself like it’ll change his situation, but as long as the doctors think he’s crazy he’s stuck here.

They enter a small room with a table. The doctor sits facing the door so Nam-gyu has to shift around to the other side before sitting down. The nurse closes the door and walks off.

“Mr. Kim Seo-wan-“ The doctor starts before Nam-gyu cuts her off.

“Nam-gyu” He says.

“Excuse me?” The doctor sounds confused.

“I go by Nam-gyu now”

“Alright then, Mr. Kim Nam-gyu.” The doctor starts up again, scribbling something down on a paper. “Do you know why you were admitted?”

“Because everyone thinks I’m fucking crazy when I’m not. I’m telling the truth.”

“Alright-“

“I am!” He hits the table with his fist. “I’m not insane, I’m not like all these crazies, I don’t have delusions!”

“Calm down please.”

“Mother fucking-“ Nam-gyu cuts himself off, rubbing his face. Atleast Se-mi acknowledged when she was being a bitch. She didn’t try to hide it.

The doctor pauses for a second, letting Nam-gyu collect himself, before speaking again. “Can you remind me what these.. ‘death games’ were?”

“A bunch of people, like hundreds, were given cards by this guy in a suit. He said we would get like 40 billion won if we won these games, so obviously I went. They made us play red light, green light and everyone who moved got shot.” Nam-gyu realizes why people think he’s crazy. Putting hundreds of people in a room and making them play deadly children’s games for money? “I’m telling the truth” He hisses out.

“I never said you weren’t.” The doctor responds in her infuriatingly calm voice.

“How about you draw what you remember.” The doctor says, pushing a piece of blank paper and some crayons towards him.

“Draw? I’m not a fucking kid, I’m not gonna draw out what I saw!”

The doctor looks like she’s about to snap but she keeps her professionalism. “It’ll help to know exactly what the event was like, Mr. Kim.”

Nam-gyu grumbles to himself but eventually gives in. It’s humiliating, some random woman telling him to draw what he saw, like a fucking kid whose parents don’t believe them but aren’t saying that cause they don’t wanna hurt their kids feelings. His feelings aren’t hurt.

He grabs a crayon and starts drawing on the page, pushing down on the paper harshly. The crayon snaps and Nam-gyu looks up at the doctor, glaring at her.

“It’s alright, just use the broken off bit.” She says.

He groans but complies. After a minute he pushes back to her a crappy drawing of red light, green light. Stick figures are littered around the white page, some standing, most on the ground with scribbles of red surrounding them. Weird looking woman, the doll, stands at the front, facing a tree.

A kid could probably do better than whatever he made, but it doesn’t matter. He’s just doing this to comply with the doctor to hopefully get out of this hellhole sooner.

“Hm” She says, looking over the drawing.

She thinks he’s crazy, he can tell, and it pisses him off.

“This was it? You went home after this game?”

“No, we played more. Some race thing with obstacles you had to complete in a team, and mingle.”

“How long were you there?”

“Probably like three or four days.”

She nods. “Alright. Thank you for sharing all of this. I think that was enough for this session, you did well. You can go back to your room now, the nurses will check in on you in an hour.”

Nam-gyu stands up from the table and walks out of the door right as the doctor finishes her sentence.

“Fucking bitch..” He says, under his breath.

He walks through the pink corridors towards the room they put him in. It’s annoying having to share a space with 3 other men, but at least it isn’t 400.

Nam-gyu opens the door and goes to sit on his bed in the back corner, against a window.

He lets out a frustrated sigh, he wants nothing more now than to be back in his crappy studio apartment. He shouldn’t have said anything about the game, he should have just forgotten about it, acted like it never happened.

It doesn’t matter now anyways.

As he stares out the window shapes in front of him warp, the building turns into a cliff, and he swears he sees Thanos-

Nam-gyu looks away. Maybe he is going insane? It’s probably the meds or something. It doesn’t matter, so what if he’s going crazy, people think he’s crazy anyways.

He decides to take a nap. It’s quiet in here, not as quiet as it was in the isolation room but a more comfortable quiet. He can still hear patients outside the room but there’s nobody in here.

Nam-gyu lays town and turns away from the window but his eyes land on an object on the table beside him. In front of his glasses, which he refuses to wear, is Thanos’ cross. They took off the chain, because they thought he might harm himself with it, and obviously they took the pills out too, he’s checked, but they left the cross.

Nam-gyu reaches for it but then pulls his hand back. Why’s he getting so sentimental anyways? It’s not like him and Thanos were close, the only reason they were buddies was for survival.

Nam-gyu shuts his eyes tightly, willing himself to fall asleep. In the back of his mind he can hear Thanos talking, fucking up his name, as he drifts off.

He wakes up to someone touching his arm, which he instinctively pulls away. He sits up and looks at the nurse who’s holding one of those squeezey cuffs.

“I just need to take your blood pressure, Mr. Kim”

Nam-gyu grits his teeth, irritated that he was woken up, but holds his arm out.

She puts the cuff around his arm and takes his blood pressure before pulling it away.

“I have to check your belongings now.”

“Didn’t you already do that yesterday?”

“We have to do it every day”

“..fine” Nam-gyu sits on his bed criss-crossed, leaning against the back wall. He lets out a sigh and looks out the window. Everything looks normal now, thankfully.

He doesn’t want to tell anyone that he might actually be seeing things now, he just wants to get out of this ward.

“Alright, everything seems to be fine” The nurse says.

He looks back over at the nurse as she’s walking away before looking back out the window. Blood splatters onto the outside of the window as he looks over.

He flinches and backs up further against the wall, but he can’t stop staring. The blood drips down slowly, covering almost the whole window.

Nam-gyu turns to the rest of the room, checking if any of the other 3 people there saw what he just saw. But it doesn’t seem like they did, they’re acting like everything’s normal. He turns back to the window and… everything is normal. There’s no blood anymore, not even a drop.

Shit, maybe he is going crazy.

Nam-guy slumps down into the bed, covering his face with his arms. He doesn’t know why all the sudden he’s started seeing shit, this hasn’t happened to him before.

Except maybe when he’s really high, but even then it’s not this vivid. This feels real, but he knows it isn’t. It can’t be.

He decides it’s best to go back to sleep even though he just woke up from a nap. Hopefully the next time he wakes up it’s morning and he’s not seeing stuff anymore.

He drops his arm to the side, off of his face, and turns his body away from the window. After a few minutes of tossing and turning, he manages to fall asleep.

He gains some consciousness in the middle for he might when he feels something touching his arm but he doesn’t care enough in his half asleep state to actually fully wake up.

But soon enough it’s morning and Nam-gyu opens his eyes to see the white ceiling of the mental ward. For a second he thinks he’s in the game, he can hear the music playing over the speakers, but the sound fades away as his eyes adjust.

He moves his hands up to his face and rubs his eyes, getting off all the crust that accumulated while he was asleep. Just then the door opens and the nurse enters with a cart.

She begins giving food and pills to the people closest to the door and Nam-gyu watches. Soon she gets to him and without a word he takes the pill.

“Open your mouth”

He does so and it’s empty. The nurse nods and pulls a tray down onto his bed then places the food there.

Nam-gyu realizes that he’s starving. The food doesn’t look all that good but it’s better than what they gave them in the games. A singular piece of fucking bread, like come on? How is that enough to sustain a person.

He grabs a spoon and begins digging in, his mind blank, only focused on the food.

Before he knows it he’s finished but he’s still hungry. He doesn’t bother trying to ask for more, though, since the last time he did, in the game, they almost killed him. He knows this place is different, they’re not in the business of trying to kill people, but his weariness prevails.

Nam-gyu gets up and walks out the door. He sees a few patients putting their empty food trays in a pile by the nurses station so he goes over and does the name.

The nurse standing there jots something down before speaking. “Mr. Kim, you should come to our therapy this afternoon in the recreation room. It’s not mandatory but it could be beneficial.”

He nods, not really planning on doing it, and walks off. He doesn’t know where he’s walking, the ward is bigger than he thought it was, but he’s going to find somewhere to breathe. Hopefully somewhere with not many people around since it feels like no matter where he goes there’s always a group of people there. Either a group of patients or nurses, he gets it’s their job but can’t they get off his ass for one second?

He finds a smaller room with a tree in the middle, it’s fairly close to the main part of the ward but it’s still quiet enough. He enters the glass room and sits down on the floor. For a second he just sits there, his mind empty as he stares at the tree and the sky through the glass behind it.

He’s finally able to think in this, almost, quiet space. But he finds he doesn’t have much to think about, or more realistically much he wants to think about. The game flashes through his head, which he knows was real, but he doesn’t want to focus on any memories from it, they make him want to crawl out of his own body.

Even though in the moment he was perfectly fine, now if he had the chance he wouldn’t want to join back in the game. It was fully the drugs which gave him the confidence to keep pressing O, without them he would have chickened out and voted X even though there was really nothing waiting for him back home.

His parents live far away and he doesn’t have very many friends. He has his colleagues at the club, sure, but he barely talks to them outside of work or getting a drink together. The only person he would really consider a friend now is Thanos, which is stupid. He’s pretty sure Thanos was just with him for survival, after all it’s better to stick to a group than to be solo. That’s the reason he was with Thanos as well, at least that was the reason at first. He doesn’t want to think about how attached he got to Thanos, or about Thanos in general.

Whenever Nam-gyu thinks about him his mind always thinks about the bathroom, and seeing Thanos writhing on the floor with a fork sticking out of his neck. That’s was the first time he truly saw Thanos in pain and it shocked him to his core. His eyes, blue but you could barely tell because of how blown wide his pupils were, staring almost helplessly up at Nam-gyu.

But what could he do? Thanos was already basically dead so, he grabbed the fork, and of course the drugs, but more importantly the cross so he could have a piece of Thanos, and began mutilating some guy with the bloody fork. Everything from that moment up to when he got back to the beds was a blur. Not even thinking about which bed to get into before realizing he was in Thanos’.

Nam-gyu snaps out of his thoughts, so much for not thinking about the game, or Thanos. He realized he’s trembling, the memories fucking him up more than he would like to admit. He would blame it on the wind but there’s no air coming into the room.

He shakily lifts his hands up to his face and he swears he can feel the sticky sensation of blood on them, Thanos’, but it’s not there. He can’t see it and he knows logically that he’s clean. But he feels it, he always does.

Nam-gyu drops his hands down to the ground, cursing to himself under his breath, and he leans his head back against the glass wall behind him. Through the glass behind the tree he sees a dragon flying towards a building and crashing into it, fire explodes all over the city from his view. But he blinks and it’s all gone. He doesn’t have it in him to dwell on this, just wanting to sit here and let his mind go blank, which he now realizes he’s been trying to do for the past few minutes to no avail.

He can’t help how much his mind races, and it always goes back to that bathroom, to Thanos. But he refuses to think anymore about that.

Before he can actually relax the nurse from before with the short hair walks up in front of him. “Mr. Kim, you should join our therapy session, it’s going to get started soon.” She says, smiling down at him. It makes him feel weak and small.

He wants to argue back, to tell her to fuck off and threaten her, but he finds that he has no energy to do that. He realizes that he hasn’t had much energy today in general to do anything other than sit and laze around.

This isn’t unusual for him, with his work completely draining his energy, but he usually at least has the energy to be rude.

“Fine” He spits out. Nam-gyu stands up from his place on the ground, he’ll remember this spot for later, he likes it.

The nurse walks out of the room and he follows.

She leads him into the common room which now has more tables in it where people are- “Drawing? Seriously?” Nam-gyu says, annoyed. Why are they making them do so many fucking drawings, the people here might be off but they aren’t babies.

“You can draw whatever you want to, think of it as a creative exercise” The nurse says.

Nam-gyu mumbles to himself but walks towards a table where he’s given a paper and some drawing and coloring tools. He picks up a crayon, since the only thing he can actually somewhat draw with are oil pastels and crayons are close enough, and he starts mindlessly drawing.

He doesn’t realize until halfway through his drawing who he’s actually making. The drawing is a person with a fairly slim face and the beginnings of purple hair. He’s drawing Thanos.

Why the hell is the first person who always comes to his mind Thanos? He only really knew the guy for like a few days.

The nurse with the short hair comes up to him again, walking through the rows of tables “What are you drawing Mr. Kim?” She asks, obviously trying to be friendly, but Nam-gyu is already irritated so it doesn’t help.

“Nothing” He grabs the paper and crumples it into a ball. Great, now they’re gonna be suspicious of him.

She looks a bit confused but simply says “Alright” and gives him another piece of paper before walking away.

He throws the crumpled up paper into a trash can near him, he doesn’t need any more reminders of Thanos.

Nam-gyu rests his head on his hand, thinking of what to draw. He’s not a kid. But… he used to draw a fair amount after he’d dropped out of studying and left home. He decided to take up the hobby since he had so much time on his hands. Well that was until they ramped up his hours at the club. He’s not the best at drawing but if he puts in the effort he can make a decent piece, and it’s a fun thing to do to pass the time. Well it is when he’s choosing to do it, not being forced to by some stupid doctor.

He begins drawing again with the crayons but this time he’s decided to draw that dragon that he’s seen out of his window. He knows he’s actually going crazy now, imagining dragons and shit, but he refuses to bring it up with anyone. They’ll lock him in here for longer.

Nam-guy’s pretty sure he knows where the dragon is from, though. He remembers it as a boss from a game he used to play, also after he dropped out.

Before he got a full time job at the club and had all the time in the world, and art wasn’t interesting enough to spend hours on, he used to go to a gaming cafe and play this game online. He forgets the name of the game but it was a fantasy type. He used to play it for hours, he was basically addicted, until he didn’t have time for it anymore with work. He always loved playing as the Mage, he was a high rank too.

Those were some of the best times of his life, wasting away in a chair playing a fantasy game, not having to think about the real life. He used to wish he was actually in the game, but he now realizes how stupid that is.

So why is he now suddenly imagining some dragon from the game outside his window? It doesn’t make any sense to him, he hasn’t thought about that game in months, maybe even a year.

Before he knows it he has a rough sketch of the dragon, mouth open, breathing fire onto a building. It’s in the middle of the city, building surrounding it with not much sky. It’s not an exact picture of what he saw but he hasn’t been here long enough to picture the landscape of the city without looking at it.

Nam-gyu starts coloring in the drawing, this time Willy letting his mind go blank, only focusing on the sounds of the crating against the paper and the quiet chatter of the people around him. He does his best to color inside the lined and doesn’t add very much shading, just a minimal amount, and before he knows it, he’s done.

But he doesn’t really want the drawing, he’s never been the type to obsess over the art once it’s done, it’s just a way to pass the time. And to brag about, cool people do art.

He has a whole drawer back home of pieces of art he’s made, he never bothers to show them off. So he doesn’t really care about keeping this piece. Nam-gyu gets up, leaving the drawing on the table with all of the crayons, and walks off.

Some people look at him, other patients, but he doesn’t pay them any mind. Why should he care about what some psychos think about him. The only person whose opinion matters is himself. (And Thanos but he doesn’t want to admit that)

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Modern day Silver Dollar (Hosea’s horse) is an Italian greyhound, I can feel it in my soul

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I was looking at your little paper craft dolls and I was wondering if you could do Gi-hun's team (or even just Gi-hun and In-ho)? 😅

I’m sorry it took me so long to get to this 😭

Here’s Gi-hun and In-ho, I might make the rest of the team later on

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You don’t have to write a part 3 for the Nam-gyu x male reader fic, BUT if you decide to you got a prime reader right here!😛🙏🏻

Death Games and Attachments #3 (Nam-gyu x male reader)

Word count: 3.9k

Warnings: American reader ‼️, possibly ooc, talk of death, smoking, fairly rushed ending, happy/hopeful ending, open ending (?)

Setting: Post-season 2

A/n: Multiple people asked for a part three so here it is! This will be the last part of this fic, thank you guys so much for reading all of this and enjoying my writing :)

You wake up to the sound of music playing over the speakers and a weight in your arms. You blink your eyes open, immediately realize you aren’t at home. The first thing you see is Nam-gyu’s face, still asleep. The two of you are snuggling, face to face, and it seems like you have been for a while because your arm that is beneath him hurts like hell.

You wiggle your arm from underneath him as gently as possible, not wanting to wake him up, before realizing he’s gonna have to wake up anyways. You continue pulling your arm out but you make no move to be gentle now.

Nam-gyu wakes up with you moving him around. Ulike yesterday he makes no move to complain, just sitting up and rubbing his eyes with his palm.

“You ready for the game?” He asks you in a yawn.

“We’re gonna need to vote first” You reply, sitting up aswell.

“Shit, I forgot about that… some pussies are probably gonna fuck up the vote”

You hum in response, looking around at the 100 people left in the game walking around the room. It’s way less crowded than it was when you first came here.

You begin thinking about your vote. Part of you wants to vote X, you want to go home, but the other part of you wants to vote O just so you don’t feel like you betrayed your group.

You hope someone else changes their vote to X so you don’t have to decide.

The doors open in the front and the guards walk out. Nam-gyu hops off the bed and scrambles to get the shoes on, you do the same, before the both of you run off in the direction of Thanos. You’re able to spot his easily because of his bright purple hair and the two of you find him in no-time.

To your surprise, Nam-gyu doesn’t immediately ask Thanos for a pill, he just stands in the crowd waiting for his number to get called.

“Vote O, okay?” Thanos says in English.

You nod and so does Nam-gyu even though you don’t think he fully knows what Thanos is saying. The numbers are called up starting at 1, so you’re gonna have to vote before the other two.

You’ve decided to vote for O and just hope that someone from the O side has changed their mind and votes X. You don’t want to be seen as a traitor like Se-mi and Min-su.

Soon a voice calls “118” and you step forward. You pause infront of the button and raise your hand towards it. Your hand hovers over the X button but you ultimately press O, sticking to your guts.

You walk over to the blue side and look back at Thanos and Nam-gyu who are smiling at you and holding their thumbs up. You’re pretty sure you did the right thing.

“124” Nam-gyu walks up and presses O without a second thought, he proceeds to walk over to you and sling an arm over your shoulder. You don’t say anything about it, not minding the touch.

Min-su is called up after and as he walks to the podium you can see Nam-gyu’s face beside you turn to a scowl. Min-su presses X.

“Pussy..” Nam-gyu mutters. “I knew we shouldn’t have let him on the team.”

“Yeah” You reply, just brushing him off and not really agreeing with his sentiment. Min-su isn’t that bad, he’s just scared and honestly you get it. He’s lucky to have a friend like Se-mi.

After a few minutes Thanos’ number is called and he half-runs half-skips up to the front and slams his hand down on the circle button. The votes are tied.

After a few more people vote it’s almost done and no one has changed their vote yet until one of the last few people. A woman with an O patch walks forward, you saw her with the crazy shaman lady earlier. Her hand hovers over the O button before she suddenly presses X. Cheers erupt on the side of the X’s and your mouth drops. You look over to the shaman and she looks pissed but she’s trying to hide it.

“Fuck” You hear from beside you.

You look over at Nam-gyu, whose hand is still around your shoulder, and he looks somewhat nervous.

You need 2 X’s to change their votes to continue the game and 1 to tie, though no one wants another 50/50. But you doubt that it’s going to happen, the X’s all seem scared, especially after the last game. There’s no way an X is gonna change their vote.

There’s numbers go up until it’s 456’s turn to vote, but by then it doesn’t matter, the votes are 50-49 The X’s won. 456 pushes the X button and the screen changes to 51-49. He smiles as he turns around. The X’s cheer but your side is silent.

“Mother fuckers..” Nam-gyu says beside you.

“I’m gonna kill Min-su next time I see him” You hear Thanos say from the other side of Nam-gyu.

The room starts to fill up with gas as the guards step back through the doors. An O tries to make a run for it but they don’t make it on time, slamming onto the shut door. Nam-gyu’s hand clutches onto your jacket and your hand beside him grabs onto his.

Your vision goes blurry and you start to feel tired. You hear people beside you colapsing onto the floor and you’re dragged down as Nam-gyu falls unconscious. You hit the ground and pass out.

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You wake up and open your eyes but you can’t see anything. You blink, you know your eyes are open, but it’s all dark. You try to speak but there’s something covering your mouth, all that comes out is mumbles. You realize your arms and legs are tied up as well and you’re very cold. You wiggle around but you can’t do much, you’re in a confined place. You hear someone trying to speak beside you but they can’t either.

Is this how they’re getting you out of the game? They could at least be a bit gentler and not have you are bound up.

A rush of wind comes in and you shudder before you’re suddenly pushes forward onto concrete.

You let out a muffled yell. You hear someone fall down beside along with some less heavy things being tossed out, then the sound of a car driving off.

You wiggle around the ground, now having more space but your movement is still limited. Suddenly, your hand touches something else, it feels fleshy. You touch around the person, you think you’re touching their arms. Your hand moves down and you feel a rope. You do your best to undo the rope, it takes a few tries but eventually you manage to get it off.

You hear the person move around, probably going to sit upright. After a few seconds of the sounds of cloth you hear.

“[name]?” It’s Nam-gyu. Immediately you feel relieved that you weren’t left here with some random person. You try to tell him to untie the ropes on your wrist but one again it’s all muffled. You wiggle your arms for emphasis and he gets the message.

He undoes the ropes as quick as possible, which really isn’t all that fast. Once your hands are free you take off the blindfold and the thing around your mouth. You let out a sigh, looking over to see Nam-gyu untying the wipe from his angled. He’s just in his underwear and you see that you are aswell. You see plastic bags beside the two of you and move to undo the wipe around your ankles so you can get changed.

One you have the rope off, and you throw it to the side, you grab the bag and untie it. Inside is your clothes, your phone which you had on you when you entered the game, and a lump of money. Your mouth goes dry, even though the money didn’t seem like all that much when it was up on the screen, seeing it like this. It’s a shit ton. Atleast more than wat you’re used to here.

You snap out of it and grab your shirt and pants, quickly moving to put them on, followed by socks and your shoes. Once you’re done you look over at Nam-gyu who’s also changed and looking around. The two of you are in an alley and the sun is setting in the sky above you. You don’t recognize your surroundings but it seems like Nam-gyu does.

“We’re outside club pentagon” He points at a small light up sign by the metal door on the wall. “I work here, my apartment is close”

You ask where exactly the two of you are and he answers. You realize where you’re currently living is no where close to here.

“You can stay over at mine for the night” Nan-gyu says. “It’s crappy but it’s good enough for the night. They you can take a cap back home in the morning, I’m sure with the money we got you’ll have enough to buy one.”

You smile. “Alright, lead the way” You grab your phone out of the bag and click it on before realizing it’s dead. You put it into your pocket and tie up the bag with your money in it before following Nam-gyu out of the alley.

The walk to his apartment is quiet, Nam-gyu doesn’t make any move to touch you or even get too near you. It’s like the two of you don’t know each other, like you didn’t go through a life or death situation together.

But ultimately you get it. Especially since you were just left to go. You assume he’s still trying to make sense of everything that happened, and you are too. You just hope that you’re able to go back to how it was between the two of you before. Yesterday.

It really doesn’t feel like it was just yesterday, it feels like you’ve known Nam-gyu for forever. It’s probably because of the situation you two went through together.

You walk up to a small, fairly dirty appartment building. Nam-gyu steps through the door and you follow. You’re greeted by a set of stairs which the two of you walk up until you reach the 5th floor. You walk through a small, cramped hallway. Nam-gyu stops in front of door 503 and takes a key out of his pocked, putting it into the handle and pushing the door open.

He steps through the door and you follow suit. Inside is a small living room with a kitchenette. There’s two doors, one you assume leading to a bedroom and one a bathroom. The room is fairly messy but it’s not too bad, it’s an organized type of messiness. For the most part, but there are a few piles of whatnot in the corners of the room.

Nam-gyu walks over to the kitchen and opens the cabinets, going through it.

“All I have is ramen, so I hope you’re fine with that cause if not you’re not eating”

You laugh. “I’ll absolutely eat it, I’m starving, we haven’t had a proper meal in days.”

“Yeah, fuck I’m hungry as hell”

He grabs two packs of cheap ramen and puts them on the counter.

“Oh, do you have a changer? My phones dead” You ask, remembering your phone in your pocket.

“Yeah I should have one in my bedroom, you can go find it.”

You nod and walk over to a door, you open it and it’s the bedroom. First try.

You walk in. It’s fairly cramped with a small bed in the corners of the room. There’s a dresser up against the wall beside the door and piles of clothes everywhere. You spot a socket on the wall with a clone charger cord coming out of it. You walk up and hope it’s the goth cord for your phone.

You get your phone and push the cord up against it and.. it goes it. You let out a sigh of relief, placing your phone on the ground, and you stand up from where you were crouched down. You look around the room again briefly and your eyes land on a pair of round glasses on a nightstand beside Nam-gyu’s bed.

You walk back out of the room. “You wear glasses?” You ask Nam-gyu.

“Yeah, I’ve had to for a while, I’m basically blind.”

“Why weren’t you wearing them in the game?”

“It’s embarrassing, man. I don’t wear them out of my house.”

“Whattt, it’s not embarrassing. You need them to see. Anyways, you’d probably look good with them on.” You walk up beside him and lean onto the counter.

He’s put a pot on the stove with water in it which is currently heating up.

“Yeah, sure” He says, brushing you off.

You smile at him. “You’re house is a mess by the way”

“Shut up, I don’t usually have guests around. Either way, atleast I know where everything is, it’s a clean sort of messy.”

“Mhm, sure” You glance over to the piles of junk on the floor.

“Fuck off, if you’re gonna complain then get out” He says, obviously joking.

“Nah”

He drops one of the packs of ramen into the pot and breaks it up with a chopstick. He then drops the second one in, breaking that one up aswell. He puts the chopsticks off to the side, letting the ramen cook.

“What do you think happened to Thanos?” You ask, not expecting an actual answer. You don’t care all that much for Thanos but you spent the past few days with him as well so you’ve come to see him as a friend, even if he doesn’t see you as such and even if he’s annoying as hell.

“He probably got kicked out naked like us. Image he got kicked out with Min-su” Nam-gyu snickers.

“I hope not, Min-su’ll end up dead” You laugh.

“Serves him right.” Nam-gyu says. He picks up two packets of spices that came with the rakes and pours the contents in, mixing it around. “But I’ll probably see him again at the club… well if I manage to get my job back.”

“Yeah.” You realize that you’ve also been gone for a few days, maybe even a week, without telling your employers where you’ve been. The thought worries you but you but you don’t deal with it right now, you haven’t eaten anything all day and the ramen is starting to smell good. You peek over Nam-guy’s shoulder to check on the food.

“You almost done?” You ask.

“Give me a second, damn.” He swats you off, but as you go to stand beside him again his hand rests on your arm. It seems like he’s still as clingy outside the game. You don’t mind it, it’s somewhat endearing, which you think is a weird term to refer to Nam-gyu, a drugged up asshole, with.

He soon removes his hand, though, to grab the pot off of the stove. He places it on the counter and turns the stove off. Nam-gyu grabs two bowls out of a cabinet and hands them to you.

“Put them on the table” You nod and put them onto a small two-seater table in the corner of the room. You place one bowl infront of each seat and Nam-gyu walks up with the pot and places it in the middle. He walks back to the kitchen and grabs two pairs of chopsticks before pausing.

“You know how to use chopsticks, right?” He says, teasingly.

“Of course I know how to use chopsticks, I’ve lived here long enough.”

He walks back over and throws a pair of chopsticks infront of you before grabbing is own and getting some of the ramen out of the pot and dropping it into the bowl, quickly eating what he got. You do the same, grabbing a small portion and eating it within the span of seconds.

“God, ramen has never tasted so good” You say, with food in your mouth.

“Fuck yeah” Nam-gyu say, grabbing more ramen out of the pot. His hair falls forward onto his face but he quickly pushes it back.

The two of you finish up the two packets of ramen in less than 10 minutes.

The conversation doesn’t start back up immediately, both of you sitting in silence, but you speak up with something that’s been on your mind.

“If you got the chance to, would you want to go back into the games?”

Nam-gyu stays quiet for a few seconds before responding. “Probably not. It was easy to keep going when I was already in it, and with the help of the pills, but now that I’m out of it I don’t think I’d have the courage to go back.”

You nod, his answer more thoughtful than you expected but not fully unexpected. You understand the sentiment, and you expected that part of the reason he was so confident with continuing was Thanos’ mystery pills.

“What about you?” He asks.

“Same. If I’m being honest I wanted to go home for a bit but I stayed because of you and Thanos. I felt more confident with you guys, like there was an actual chance for me to get far in it.”

“Huh” Is all Nam-gyu says to respond. The conversation stops there, Nam-gyu picks up the pot and you get the bowls and chopsticks. The both of you drop everything in the sink, Nam-gyu making a passing comment about dealing with it later before excusing himself to the bathroom.

You sit back down at the table and think. You wonder if your life is going to be any different now. You have more money, sure, but it’s not enough to cover everything. It’ll give you a good push forward either way.

But will the game itself affect you? You’re out of it but it was a fairly traumatizing situation. You feel fine now, but that’s probably because you haven’t fully processed what happened yet.

Truthfully you don’t know if you’ll be able to go back to your daily 9 to 5. It’s only been a few days since you were there but it feels like everything’s changed. You guess that’s your answer. It might feel different but it won’t be all that different physically. Well as long as you get your job back.

You snap out of your thoughts as Nam-gyu walks back towards you.

“Fuck I want those drugs Thanos had right now” He immediately says. “Do you want a smoke?”

“Nah”

“Alright” He walks off to his room and you decide to follow him. He grabs a cigarette from a drawer along with a lighter and opens the window before lighting his smoke. Outside it’s basically dark, you can’t believe it’s already nighttime since you feel like you just woke up. You suppose you were probably knocked out most of the day.

“So, are you always so touchy?” You ask, curious if he was clinging to you because he likes you or if it’s just something he does.

“Not usually, only with people I like” He replies, taking a drag. “I did it with Thanos, though, cause it was useful sticking to him. He helped me through the games and let me have some of his drugs. I thought he was stupid at first but he isn’t all that bad.” Nam-gyu rambles on.

He explained why he did it with Thanos but now with you. So that would mean he just likes you, right? You decide not to bring it up yet.

“Yeah, honestly Thanos was kinda funny. I found him annoying first though”

Nam-gyu laughs. “Same, the first time I met him in the club I hated him, he looked so cocky and self centered. But then I realized it’s probably to make up for him being insecure.”

“Hm, yeah a lot of people do that. The drugs definitely helped make him louder and more confident though.”

“Even without them he tried flirting with that girl in the first game, it was so embarrassing I walked away, pretended I didn’t know him the whole game.”

You laugh at that, you’re pretty sure you saw the first bit of it but walked away as to not experience him embarrassing himself.

After a bit Nam-gyu snuffs out the cigarette on the windowsill and throws the but outside.

“Fuck nature.” You say, jokingly, moving to go get your phone from the charger.

Nam-gyu huffs and closes the window. You pick up your phone, it’s not fully charged but it’s good enough so you unplug it. Once it turns back on you see new texts. You turn your phone off and put it into your pocket, looking over at Nam-gyu.

“Are you tired at all?” You ask him.

“Nope”

“Me neither, feels like I just got up”

“Well there’s not much to do around here”

“… if I lay down I’ll go to sleep eventually.” You say, shrugging your shoulders.

“You can sleep in my bed” Nam-gyu quickly says. “I’m sure there’s enough space for both of us” Now there’s definitely no excuse for the two of you to sleep in the same bed but you find there’s no need for one as you agree to do it.

“You can sleep in some of my clothes… I’m sure I have something clean around here.” He moves to look through his dresser before he pulls out a pair of shorts and a white T-shirt which he tosses over to you.

You go into his bathroom to change and when you come out he’s in a pair of sweats and a black shirt.

He sits down on the bed looking more awkward than he was previously. You realize it’s different out here than it was in the game in many ways. You sit beside him and lay down against the wall.

He says down infront of you and like last night you wrap an arm around him and he snuggles up into it.

Even though it was awkward at first you feel more at peace like this. And like you said previously, you begin to get tired and soon drift off to sleep feeling calmer than you have the past three nights.

The next morning goes by faster than you realize. You get up before Nam-gyu but don’t wake him, deciding to watch videos on your phone while he’s still asleep.

He wakes up an hour later and you finally get out of bed. The two of you talk over another packet of ramen, since it’s about all that Nam-gyu has in his apartment currently. After breakfast you walk out of the apartment and flag a taxi down, paying the guy in cash and telling him where to take you.

You exchange phone numbers with Nam-gyu and then you’re off, back to your home.

Part of you worries that it’s going to be hard to readjust to going back to work but you know that after a bit it’ll be as if nothing happened, hopefully.

You let out a sigh and stare out of the window. Atleast you have Nam-gyu’s number now, maybe you’ll get lunch with him someday, or visit club pentagon. Who knows.

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More Thanos and Nam-gyu!! (Based on lakesparkles animal squid game drawings)

Nam-gyu is a spotted hyena and Thanos is a cheetah

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I re-did it cause I wasn’t too happy with the first one, I’m proud of this version though

My attempt at drawing Kim Seo-wan from daily dose of sunshine

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My attempt at drawing Kim Seo-wan from daily dose of sunshine

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OMG I love the Hyun-ju! I'll give her cheek kisses before going to sleep

AAA ty!!! I was worried she didn’t turn out that well but this makes me happy :D

I’m so glad people like my art ‼️

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Hi there! Love your stuff! If you have 120 as a paper doll can you link it? I'd love to make her

Here she is!

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I definitely need a part 2 of the Nam-Gyu x male reader you posted! It was subtly cute asf

Death Games and Attachments # 2 (Nam-gyu x male reader)

Word count: 5.5k

Warnings: American reader ‼️, gunshots, betrayal, canon divergence, no forks 🍴, no use of y/n, dead characters in canon don’t die, probably ooc, Nam-gyu & reader aren’t together but have feelings for eachother, not proof read

Setting: Season 2 Episode 6

A/n: omg my first fic ask!!! I was thinking about writing a part 2 anyways but this gave me the push to do it :]

Faint music plays over the speakers in the room as you slowly begin to wake up. You open your eyes, your sight still a bit fuzzy, and see the blank ceiling of the game’s sleeping room.

The music is now louder as you realize you aren’t at home but at this game. You do somewhat wish you were back home but you push that thought to the back of your mind, you have more important things to worry about, with the man who is sleeping next you you and who you are hugging.

You quickly untangle yourself from Nam-gyu, your bodies craving the warmth of the other while you were sleeping.

Nam-gyu still seems to be sound asleep, snoring quietly, but you decide to wake him up. The next game will probably be staring soon.

You shake Nam-gyu softly, then a bit more rough when the first doesn’t wake him up.

His snoring stops and he lets out an irritated groan as he pushes your hands away.

“Fuck off bitch, let me sleep” He says towards you, probably trying to sound intimidating but he doesn’t at all because of how much he slurs his words, still half asleep.

“The next games starting soon, come on” You say, tapping him on the shoulder for emphasis.

He opens his eyes, blinking away the tiredness, more willing to get up after hearing your voice. He seemed to not realize the fact that he was in the games previously as now a look of dread somewhat crosses his face. You question that, since you haven’t seen him with that expression yet. It’s probably the lack of drugs.

“Why do they make us do these games so early” Nam-gyu groans and pushes himself up into a sitting position beside you.

You shrug. Nam-gyu quickly scans around the room, his eyes landing on Thanos and probably his drugs.

“Let’s get with the rest of the group” Nam-gyu says, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and onto the stairs. He puts the white shoes on and quickly rushes towards where Thanos has gathered with Se-mi and Min-su.

You quickly follow suit, putting your shoes on and tailing behind him.

“Nam-su, [name], good morning!” Thanos says excitedly, in English. Nam-gyu doesn’t bother correcting the name as he sits down beside Thanos and whispers something to him.

You sit down beside Nam-gyu and Se-mi gives you a deadpan, knowing, look. Most likely referring to Nam-gyu.

Thanos pulls out his cross and opens it, handing one of the brightly colored pills to Nam-gyu who quickly pops it into his mouth.

Thanos tucks the cross back under his collar.

The drugs seem to kick in quickly, a minute or so later Nam-gyu is already looking more up beat.

Right on time too, the masked guards walk into the room and announce that the next game is starting.

“No matter what game is next we’ll kick ass” Nam-gyu says, practically bouncing from where he’s standing. He goes up beside you, now directly talking to you. “I’ll help you through the next game if you don’t know what to do, ok?” He’s close enough to you that your arms are practically rubbing against each other.

“Alright” You reply, glad for the assured help.

You and your team get into a line, following one of the guards through the maze of stairs. You have to admit, as weird and terrible as the games are, the sets are pretty cool looking.

You reach the end of the stairs and walk into a large room with a bunch of doors on the walls, too many to count at first glance. There’s also a circular platform in the middle of the room with three statues of horses in the middle, it looks like a merry-go-round.

“Your next game will be mingle” The almost robotic sounding woman’s voice rings out through the room.

“Mingle?” Nam-gyu says.

“Mingle!” Thanos yells suddenly, making the people around him, including you, flinch. “I remember this game! They call out a random number and you have to get into groups with that number.” Thanos says.

“Oh yeah!” Nam-gyu says. “I remember this game! We’ll be fine as long as they don’t call out a number less than 5.”

“They definitely will” Se-mi says.

Nam-gyu doesn’t pay her any attention as he hops along beside Thanos who is now sprinting towards the circle.

You follow behind the two of them with Se-mi and Min-su.

The 5 of you huddle up on the circle as the lights turn off and the circle suddenly starts rotating.

You get pushes off balance slightly, holding onto Nam-guy’s shoulder so you don’t fall over. He doesn’t seem to mind.

Lights turn on in the middle of the circle and music starts up. Thanos begins beating his fist upwards to the beat of the music, Nam-gyu grinning and nodding his head beside him.

You feel nervous, worried that they’re gonna make you split up the first round. Suddenly the platform stops and the woman’s voice calls out a number. “10”

You look around frantically. You need five more people.

“We need five more!” Se-mi calls out, taking initiative.

“Five!” Nam-gyu yells.

A person bumps into you in all the chaos but you don’t fall over.

“How many” She quickly says.

“Five” You reply.

“We’re five too! Come with us!”

“I found a group!” You yell towards your team as the girl rounds up her group.

“Let’s go!” Thanos yells out in English, running towards a door labeled 47. Everyone follows him, dashing into the room. 10 seconds left.

You run into the room, being the second to enter after Thanos. You’re not able to slow down in time and slam into the back wall. Quickly, you turn around to see the rest of the group.

Nam-gyu runs in with Se-mi and Min-su, the other group of five following suit, all running in. The last person in shuts the door as the timer hits zero.

You let out a sigh of relief as Thanos cheers. Nam-gyu begins cheering as well, seeming to do everything Thanos does now. The other group with you looks uncomfortable, you see that all of them have red X patches.

“Let’s go team!” Thanos yells out in English again. No one seems to fully understand what he’s saying but they get the message.

“Woo!” Nam-gyu yells.

After yelling towards their hearts content the two go quiet, the room now silent. You can hear the gunshots outside. People from the other team flinch slightly at the sound. You begin to wonder how many people just died but you push that thought to the back of your mind.

Nam-gyu goes to stand beside you, nudging his shoulder against you, grinning. You do your best to replicate and smile back.

Thanos raps under his breath, hoping his head almost violently. You can hear the sound of machinery outside. They’re most likely bringing coffins in for the bodies.

You hate how the coffins look like gift boxes, it feels disrespectful but you suppose it doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things. The game is horrible itself, what does it matter what coffins the brutalized bodies are put in.

The lock on the door clicks open and Thanos immediately rushes out. You follow after him, walking, with Nam-gyu beside you. You step into something sticky, blood. Your face twists into a look of disgust as you look at the sole of your shoe.

Nam-gyu stood infront of you and looks back. You quickly walk forward towards him and the two of you step onto the circle where the rest of the group already is.

The room goes dark again, the circle moving. You now expect the jolt do you don’t move as much, your feet planted on the ground. The middle of the circle lights up and music starts.

Out of the corner of your eye you see Thanos nudge Nam-gyu and say something to him, though you can’t hear it over the music. Nam-gyu looks confused but Thanos links arms with him and begins dancing in a circle. Nam-gyu quickly catches on, grinning and shaking his hand as he skips around.

You’re somewhat jealous of how carefree the two of them are. You know it’s the drugs working but still. You now somewhat wish you’d asked Thanos for drugs. Before you can finish your thought process the circle jolts to a stop and the number is called out. “Four.”

You panic, there are five of you. All of you look around at each other, one has to leave. You want to sacrifice yourself, say you can go and find a group, but you’re frozen in place out of fear.

“Min-su” Se-me says. “Come with me, we can find a group.”

Min-su glances around quickly before grabbing Se-mi by the hand. The two of them run off leaving you as a group of three.

“That fucking bitch! I knew we couldn’t trust her!” Nam-gyu yells out at the same time as Thanos yells, “Min-su! My boy!”

You quickly glance around and your eyes catch on to a man yelling that he needs a group of three, his patch reads 001. You quickly rush over to him. You look back for a second and you see a look of betrayal on Nam-guy’s face. You quickly look back forward as you come to a stop before 001.

“We’re a group of three!” You yell above the chaos. His head quickly turns to you and he nods, following you as you run back to Nam-gyu and Thanos. Nam-gyu looks relieved as you run back.

“Come on!” You yell, running towards the first room you see with an open door. You don’t look back, knowing the three will follow you.

You run into the room and Thanos, Nam-gyu, and 001 follow in quickly. 001 shuts the door as you look towards the timer, 2 seconds left.

As the door clicks shut Nam-gyu begins to speak.

“I knew those pussies would betray us! You can’t trust women, man, and Min-su basically a woman.”

001 looks irritated. You now remember on the first day where 001 broke up a fight between Thanos, Nam-gyu, and that crypto bro. He was probably the worst person you could have brought but at least you’re all alive.

Thanos pushes up against the door, looking through the crack.

“Min-su!” He yells, acting like he actually cared for him.

Nam-gyu lets out a huff and leans against the wall beside you. His arm touching yours again. You only now realize how touchy he’s been. With anyone else you’d assume they might like you but you think this is just how Nam-gyu is. After all you saw how clingy he is with Thanos.

“Fucking bitch..” He mumbles, still not over the betrayal. You sigh.

“It doesn’t matter,” You tell him. “We’re alive and her and Min-su are off somewhere else. We can survive with just the three of us, we don’t need them.”

He looks over at you and lights up slightly. “You’re right, we don’t need those fuckers.”

“Hell yeah! Thanos team!” Thanos barges into the conversation, not caring about Min-su anymore.

He puts his hand face down in the air, after a second you realize what he’s doing and place your hand onto of his. Nam-gyu puts his hand over yours.

Thanos counts from three and the three of you lift your hands up and Thanos yells “let’s go!” In English.

Somehow, that made you feel a bit better. Just barely, as you can hear the fading gun shots in the background.

001 stands off to the side, not talking, just observing.

“We don’t need any girls!” Thanos says, bringing your attention back to him.

“Yeah, girls are weak anyways” Nam-gyu continues.

You don’t add onto what they’re saying, Se-mi seemed fairly strong but that doesn’t matter anymore. It’s just the three of you.

The door unblocks and once again thanos is the first to rush out. Nam-gyu bouncing along behind him. You follow Nam-gyu with 001 behind you.

Before you can say anything to him, 001 rushes off, probably back to his own group.

“What do you think the next number is gonna be?” Nam-gyu asks you, putting his arm around your shoulders.

“Hopefully three, then we wouldn’t need any more or less.” You reply.

Nam-gyu hums as a response as you glance around, unconsciously looking for Se-mi and Min-su. Your eyes lock onto them, walking out from a room with a random player. Min-su locks eyes with you but immediately looks away, probably for the best.

It starts up again, this time though Nam-gyu and Thanos don’t dance along to the music, the just stand there.

“3”

“Let’s go team Thanos!” Thanos calls out, making a sprint toward the door. Nam-gyu grins at you, your prediction correct. The two of you follow behind Thanos. You enter the room with 20 seconds left to spare.

“You were right!” Nam-gyu says, paying your shoulder.

“We got lucky.” You smile, somewhat genuinely for the first time since you joined these games, relieved that you don’t need to give anyone up.

20 second pass, the door locks, and gunshots ring out. To your shock, and slight disgust, you’ve gotten used to the gunshots and screams.

Your smile fades from the sound.

“We’re good at this.” Nam-gyu says.

“It’s cause we’re fast, and young, we can get to the rooms in time.” Thanos replies, shifting from foot to foot, unable to stand still.

“Hell yeah, it’s good that the weaklings got left behind, we don’t have to get dragged down by them. They’re probably dead by now anyways.”

“Do you think mg coin is dead?” Thanos asks.

“God I hope so”

“Why do you guys hate him so much?” You ask.

“He scammed us man!” Nam-gyu exclaims.

“That piece of shit scammed me out of all the money I got by busting my ass rapping!” Thanos says.

“You both bought the crypto?”

“He said we’d get more money.” Nam-gyu says.

“Huh, alright” You refrain yourself from making a comment about how stupid it is to trust some random guy on the internet with your money, especially when it comes to crypto.

The door clicks open and all of you walk out, Thanos first. As he steps out of the door he says “welcome back, my friends” in English, followed by Nam-gyu saying “skrrt!” You hold back a laugh.

You’re shocked with how quickly you’ve gotten attached to Nam-gyu, a warm dealing spreading through your body. You suspect it’s because you’re stuck here in this horrible place with him. Your mind latched on to the first person you got somewhat close with.

But you don’t feel nearly as close to Thanos as you do with him. You push this thought off, deciding to deal with it after the game.

The the of you reach the circle again and the process repeats.

“6”

Three more.

“We need three!” Nam-gyu yells out.

“Three people!” You yell alongside him.

Your eyes look frantically around and you spot three people. Se-mi, Min-su, and one other. You have no other choice.

“Come on!” You grab Nam-gyu and Thanos and run towards them. Se-mi spots you and begins running with Min-su and the other guy towards an open door. You run in behind her with Thanos and Nam-gyu, shutting the door once the six of you are in.

The awkwardness is immediately palpable, everyone seems uncomfortable. Except for Thanos, of course.

“Min-su! My boy! I was so scared you died!” He goes over and hugs Min-so, who tries to wiggle away from him.

Nam-gyu scowls.

“This means nothing.” Se-mi says. “We split up again after this round.”

“Yeah, I’m not being with these pussies again. They’re just being us down.”

“Calm down” Thanos says, putting his arms out.

“We weren’t-“ Nam-gyu gets cut off by Thanos again.

“Se-mi is right, we don’t talk about this, the Thanos team doesn’t include Se-mi, Min-su and the random.” Thanos says, suddenly sounding serious, but you know that he isn’t actually.

Nam-gyu seems disappointed that Thanos remembers Se-mi and Min-su’s names but not his. Se-mi seems disappointed that she’s agreeing with an idiot like Thanos.

The room goes quiet again, Thanos nodding his head a beat only he can hear and everyone else feeling too weird to talk.

The door clicks open and the six of you walk out.

“Final round” The voice calls out. You let out a sigh of relief, glad that you have to only deal with one more of these rounds.

You step onto the platform, Thanos and Nam-gyu beside you. Se-mi and Min-su walk to the other side of the circle.

The lights shut off and the platform begins to move. The light in the middle turns on along with the music.

You begin to zone out, the bright colors all blurring I your vision and the music getting quiet.

The music stops.

“2”

You quickly snap back, two. There’s three of you. One has to go.

You look wide eyed at the two men beside you.

Thanos quickly shakes his head from side to side, between you and Nam-gyu. He’s still not taking any of this seriously and it’s beginning to piss you off.

Thanos quickly stops and grabs Nam-gyu by the arm, running off. You freeze in place as Nam-gyu looks back at you. He looks regretful, being dragged along more than actually following.

But his survival instinct is stronger than any bond you thought both of you had.

A wave of betrayal goes through you, more than you’ve ever felt before, more than when Se-mi and Min-su left you.

You thought maybe Nam-gyu was as attached you you as you were to him but you were wrong. All he cares about is survival, not you. You suppose you can’t blame him though.

Suddenly, snapping you out of your thoughts, someone grabs you and drags you towards the one empty room, pushing you in and closing the door before the timer stops and the door locks.

The man lets out a sigh, you recognize him as the person with Se-mi and Min-su.

You don’t care all that much, though. Emotions crashing down onto you, all the adrenaline leaving your body leaving you feeling deflated.

You lean up against the wall, exhausted even though it probably hasn’t been more than an hour. You just want to go back to sleep, you want to go home.

You don’t think about the fact that you won’t even have a home if you don’t get enough money. But that doesn’t matter now.

The minute or so you spend in the room feels both like an eternity and lite it was over in a second. The lock clicks open and you walk out, not bothering to speak to the guy who saved you.

You don’t look around the room, not wanting to see Nam-gyu or Thanos now. You keep your head down and follow the pink guard out and back into the stairwell.

After a minute of walking you enter back into the ‘bedroom’, you’re one of the last people in. The mood is somber, theres not many people left.

“[Name]!” You hear someone rushing towards you, you recognize the voice as Thanos, the last person you want to see right now.

He hugs you, a feeling that makes you want to crawl out of your own skin, and of course Nam-gyu is behind him. Though Nam-gyu doesn’t look very happy.

“I’m so happy to see you again bro!” Thanos says in English, smothering you in a hug. You give up trying to escape as he unwraps from you, still holding on to your shoulders.

“”I thought I was running with you the I looked back and saw I was with this idiot” He points to Nam-gyu who tries his best to smile and laugh.

“Come on, let’s play just one more game, alright?” Thanos says, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and walking you towards you guys’ spot on the stairs. Nam-gyu follows.

Right when you guys reach the spot, guards enter through the front and announce that it’s time to vote. It’s from last number to first.

The voting starts with 456 who votes X, from then the votes seem fairly split.

Thanks goes up to vote and kisses the blue button. The thought of how many dirty hands had touched that before him makes you grossed out.

Nam-gyu goes up, but not before telling you once more to vote blue, sounding less convincing than he was before.

“Just one more game”

It’s your turn to vote now, you walk up to the podium and stare at the two brightly colored buttons before you.

Even though Thanos and Nam-gyu had just betrayed you, leaving you for dead, their words keep repeating in your head. ‘Just one more game’. The button lights up blue under your hand and you walk over to your side.

Even if you did go home now, you have no money. The amount that they’re offering now is good, but it’s not enough. You’ll soon be back to where you were before this game.

Either way you’ll probably end up dead, if not literally then figuratively. But still, you can’t help that part of your mind that yearns for home, even if that home is a shitty studio apartment that you can barely pay for.

You don’t pay attention to Thanos patting you on the back, saying that ‘he knew you would make the right choice’ and ‘he’s proud of you’.

Nam-gyu continues to stay unusually silent, almost like he feels bad for leaving you. You remember the look on his face as he ran off with Thanos.

The drugs are probably just wearing off.

The last person goes up to vote, 001. He stands there for a second, like he’s contemplating which button to push, but in the end he pushes red.

You look up at the board and it’s 50/50. A tie.

The guards say that you will all be able to vote again tomorrow for a tie breaker. You don’t mind this all that much, it gives you some time to get your shit together and hopefully even if you do say there will be a break from the games for the day.

The voting buttons are taken out and food is brought in. You, Thanos, and Nam-gyu are some for the first few people getting food so it’s not soon before you walk off with it to your spot on the stairs.

You do want to split off from these two, but it’s probably better to stay in a team, just in case. And now atleast you know that you can’t fully trust them, so if you get too suspicious you can break off and find someone else, maybe Se-mi and Min-su if they’re willing to let you back in.

You don’t acknowledge another part of the reason you want to stay with them. You’re still attached to Nam-gyu, you don’t want to leave him. Even though you’re pissed at him, you still want to stay for whatever reason.

You unwrap the food you were given and see sushi inside, atleast it looks good.

Only now do you realize how hungry you are. You haven’t eaten since yesterday and even then it was just some bread. You quickly eat one of the pieces of sushi. It isn’t amazing but it’s food. You scarf down the rest of it.

Once you finish your food you wish there was more, you’re still hungry, but there’s nothing you can do.

You drink the soda that you had forgotten about the second you saw the sushi.

“This soda tasted like shit” Nam-gyu says, breaking the silence.

“It’s like knock-off coke” You reply.

“Yeah! They tried to make coke but it just tastes like dirt.”

“I think dirt would taste better than this.”

Nam-gyu snickers and you smile faintly. You hate how easily you’re talking to him, like none of the last hour happened. You wish you could hate Nam-gyu, but you know that you don’t. Well maybe you do a little bit but not enough. Thanos, though, you do hate. But there’s nothing you can do about that, the two of them are basically a package. Buy one get one free.

As if on cue Thanos speaks up. “Those fuckers voted red”

You look to where Thanos is pointing and see Se-mi and Min-su.

“I knew that bitch was bad news from the beginning, we should kill her.” Nam-gyu says.

“Let’s just talk to her and Min-su first” Thanos replies.

You know that ‘talk’ will probably lead to a fight so you bud into the conversation.

“Let’s not, we should just leave them be, they aren’t worth our time” Both Nam-gyu and Thanos look over at you. “They’ll probably die in the next game with how weak they are, let’s just let nature take her course.”

You say the last part to save face, trying to not seem like the odd-one-out of the three of you.

Nam-gyu gives in easily, agreeing with you. It takes Thanos a bit more time though, but be eventually agrees.

The peace doesn’t last for long though. A group of O’s and X’s begin arguing in the middle of the room.

Thanos seems too eager to join the argument. Before you can stop him he jumps up and runs forward.

You lean back, giving up trying to stop him from being stupid, it seems like it’s just part of him.

To your shock Nam-gyu doesn’t follow Thanos and stays put in his seat.

“You’re not going with him? That’s a first” You say, jokingly bashing Nam-gyu.

“I don’t feel like arguing right now, I’m too tired.”

“That’s fair. You just usually follow along behind Thanos like a lost puppy.”

“No I don’t, I’m more like a guard dog. People see Thanos and they’re like ‘okay this guy looks stupid and weak’ but then they see me and they’re like ‘oh shit I can’t mess with him!’ Ya know?”

You barely hold your laugh in until Nam-gyu finishes his spiel, then you can’t help how you laugh in his face.

“That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard” You say, gasping between breaths before laughing again.

“Oh come on! It’s not that funny.” Nam-gyu looks embarrassed, that makes you laugh even more, until your stomach hurts.

“Oh my god, I haven’t laughed that hard in so long.”

“Asshole”

A feeling of disgust passes through your brain, you’re having this much fun with some asshole who just left you for dead, but you don’t dwell on it, preferring to focus on the good mood.

“You’re not an attack dog, look at you!”

“What do you mean look at me?!”

“You’re more like a tamed hyena, you follow behind Thanos and snicker and taunt along to his comments.”

“I’m the leader of the group, not him.”

“As if”

Nam-gyu rolls his eyes.

“Then you’re like a ratty street cat, we picked you up and you just stuck with us”

Before you can think of a comeback Thanos sits back down.

“Those asshole X’s” He says, practically pouting. “Who do they think they are.”

The fight looks fully broke up, everyone back in their previous spots with their groups.

“Thanos,” Nam-gyu says suddenly, having just remembered something. “Can I have another, you know”

“Yeah yeah, a reward for getting through the game.”

Nam-gyu grins.

Your stomach twists at the mention of the game but you ignore it.

Nam-gyu looks over at you and motions towards the cross Thanos is taking out of his jacket, as if to offer you one again.

But your mind hasn’t changed since yesterday so you shake your head.

“Hey man you can’t just go offering up my pills, we’re running low on stock.”

“I know I know, just gimme”

Thanos hands Nam-gyu a pink pill and Nam-gyu immediately puts it in his mouth and swallows it. Thanos grabbing another for himself and doing the same thing.

It feels a bit odd being the only sober one here but you’re not gonna give in to your fomo.

“After this game I should have enough to pay off my debts.” Nam-gyu says. But you know in reality it’ll never be enough, it’ll always be ‘just one more game’.

You’re gonna click X after the next game. Probably.

“Yeah bro, and then mg coin can pay us back” Nam-gyu eagerly nods along to Thanos’ words. You don’t bother to comment on the fact that they said, earlier today, that they hoped he was dead.

The woman voice on the speaker says you have 30 minutes until bed and the screen lights up with the timer.

It hasn’t felt like a whole day has passed, maybe the game took more than the hour you thought it did. Or maybe you just don’t have a good internal clock.

Thanos lets out a loud, dramatic, yawn.

“I’m tired man, that game took too much out of me.”

“Yeah, I’m ready pass out.” Nam-gyu says, agreeing with Thanos as per usual.

“Mhm” You hum, but you’re not all that tired, similarly to last night.

“Do you think any of the X’s are gonna switch sides?” Nam-gyu asks Thanos.

“Nah man, they’re all stubborn as hell, they won’t listen to reason.”

“Shit, well we can’t have another tie, it’ll drag this on longer. I just wanna be out of here with my money.”

“Yeah bro, I miss my vape” Thanos says, speaking like this vape is his child.

“I’m craving a cigarette so bad” Nam-gyu says.

You still don’t fully know how you got caught up in this group of junkies but it doesn’t matter now.

“I need to piss” Thanos says suddenly, not holding back with how he speaks.

You realize that you haven’t peed all day so you decide to go along. Nam-gyu follows the both of you.

The three of you enter the bathroom and piss, you finishing first.

You go up to the sink and wash your hands before getting some water and splashing it on your face, getting a bit into your hair too but not drenching it. You grab a paper towel and wipe your face as well as your hands.

You look back to the other two to see if they’re done and you catch Nam-gyu staring at you. Once he realizes you saw him he looks away, pretending like he wasn’t ogling at you.

The three of you walk out of the door, through the hallway, and back into the main room.

You look up at the screen which says 20 minutes.

“I’m gonna head to bed early” You say even though you aren’t too tired, you just don’t want to sit around for another 20 minutes.

“Goodnight bro” Thanos says in English. Why does he speak in English so much?

“Night” Nam-gyu says.

You nod towards them and walk up to your bead, taking your shoes off and climbing in.

You get yourself under the covers and just lay there, staring at the ceiling. You can hear the noise of 99 people talking around you but you’re not close enough to any conversation to hear what exactly they’re saying.

Soon enough the timer says 10 minutes, the chatter dying down, then it hits 0 and the lights go out. Everything is now quiet, almost eerily so.

You hear footsteps walking up the stairs and you think you already know who it is if yesterday was any indication. You look over and see Nam-gyu who says nothing this time but you scoot over in the bed and he quickly gets in.

He isn’t even trying to make an excuse this time, and you don’t fully know why you’re letting him sleep beside you. You think part of you craves the closeness, especially in this situation.

Nam-gyu gets under the sheets and turns away, lying on his side and looking towards the other beds.

You move your arm over and lay it over Nam-gyu’s body. You immediately regret it, feeling somewhat embarrassed at the thought that he might not reciprocate, and try to pull your arm back but Nam-gyu grabs it. He hold your arm to his chest. You don’t try to move it away anymore.

You don’t know why you decided to hug him in the first place. Could you have developed feelings for him in the span of a day? Maybe, and It seems like he might have caught feelings for you as well.

Like yesterday you begin to get tired with Nam-gyu there with you.

After a few minutes you give in and fall asleep.

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A/n 2 - I don’t plan on writing a third part because if I did it would probably be them out of the games (majority voted X) but if anyone would want to read that lmk

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hi um I come to say I absolutely loved your team Thanos paper craft figures!! I have only done Gyeong su so far but they're really cool!! Also could you make a Mi na (player 196)? Its okay if not btw!!

Once again, thank u!!

I’m so glad you liked the figures!! I had a bunch of fun making them, it started with just Thanos and Nam-gyu but I ended up making the whole thanos team lol.

Here’s Mi-na for you! :]