#Butt i would kill for them lowk

[twiishaa]

like okay if you say erwin and levi weren’t lovers. but there was definitely something more than friendship there

[glorixuspurpose]

can u make a dae ho fic about us being the only black person in the games and he’s lowk intrigued. and maybeeee it turns to a smut 😉

Keeping Watch

Kang Dae-Ho x black!reader

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: This took way too long because writers block was lowkey kicking my butt. I still feel like this is kind of buns but I could also write a part 2 where they play mingle? And there’s no smut cause I’m still working on it sorry queen😞

(222 does not exist in this story for the sake of plot(sorry jun-hee😞))

 You never thought you’d end up in a place like this. You had originally moved to Korea for university, before eventually staying and attempting a fresh start. Things were going well at first, finding a typical office job that paid and treated you well…that was until there were ‘necessary’ layoffs due to budget cuts and you were unfortunately on that list. You had found a sustainable job since then, but bills were piling up and you couldn’t work any more overtimes, which was how you found yourself playing ddakji with a businessman in a subway station; how you found yourself calling the suspicious number on the brown card; how you found yourself in a game where people were getting killed for money. 

 You brought your knees even closer to your chest, peering over them at all of the other people in the dormitory. It’s only been a day(or two, you had no clue what time it was here), and people were already separating into groups. There was the rapper, Thanos, and his group, then the former player Gi-Hun and his team, then the only other group you could make out was the girl you had only spoken to in passing, Hyun-Ju, and her friends, yet you pretty much had no one, and was still figuring out whether or not that was a bad thing. You found the answer in the second game, the 6 legged pentathlon. You stayed frozen in the sand, unsure of where to go or who to approach, but you already knew that most likely none of them would openly invite you(or accept you) into their group, and you knew why–your skin color. You couldn’t exactly be angry, it must be a bit strange to see skin that isn't as pale as theirs, but in a game of life and death it shouldn’t matter that much, right?

 The ten minute timer was getting closer and closer to zero, and you were getting more and more desperate. You attempted to put yourself out there a little bit, asking around, but instead you were met with weird looks or even nothing, the others just ignoring you. You were close to giving up until you saw a group of only five people, Gi-Hun’s group. At first, you were nervous about approaching them. They had never really talked to you before, let alone anyone else; what if they just treated you like everyone else did and just told you to kick the curb? Still, you persevered and approached them. They didn’t notice you, until you cleared your throat and all of their gazes were on you.

 “Um…I saw that you guys were only five people so…could I please join you guys? Obviously I’m not having that good of luck.” You muttered, rubbing your arm subconsciously as you averted all of their gazes. 

“Uh, well…we already have six people” Player 390 said as he stepped back, revealing another player. 

“Oh. I can go then–” You said, turning, before you felt someone grab your arm–player 388.

“You can stay with us! We’ll make sure we win, right guys?” 

“You know what? Yeah! We can’t leave this poor lady with some terrible group!” Player 001 agreed, shooing the other marine. 

                                                           ***

 When the first two groups had completed–and both had failed–all of your hope was gone. You probably couldn’t play any of the games, except for ddakji, but even then you struggled a bit. 

As the six of you were watching anxiously along with the rest of the players, 390(who you soon learned his name was Jung-Bae) turned to you. “Do you know how to play gonggi?”

You knew what the game was, and even some girls in your neighborhood had taught you how to play–but your skills were a work in progress. 

“I’m not that good…” You answered. 

Jung-Bae sighed. “Doesn’t anybody know how to play gonggi anymore?”

“Well…I can.” Dae-Ho spoke up, his face hiding behind the collar of his jacket. 

“You? A marine?” 

 “I used to play with my sisters a lot.” 

Jung-Bae nodded in approval, along with the rest of the group. He turned back to you. “Well, what can you play?” 

“Um…I can do ddakji I guess. I was pretty good.”

“Perfect! I can do the flying stone!” 

“I can do jegi.” Gi-Hun spoke. 

“Then I’ll do flying top.” Young-Il confirmed.

The short conversation was suddenly interrupted by the sound of gunshots. Everyone screamed and ducked their heads as the triangle guards killed the players that failed, leaving it to the other guards to take the bodies to their coffins and clean up the blood. 

As the third race started, Jung-Bae urged Dae-Ho to begin practicing Gonggi with stones, which he hurriedly complied. You didn’t have much else to do besides watch in fear as the losing team got shot. The room was slowly emptying out group by group, until it was finally your team’s turn to go. You were praying that you wouldn’t be the team to lose. 

The six of you lined up on the starting line as the guards chained your ankles together, and only one of your ankles chained because you were on the outside. 

“Let’s not lose hope, okay?” Jung-Bae assured. Dae-Ho nodded along. 

“If we believe in ourselves enough, we can do it! Besides, we have two ex-marines on our team!”

You smiled to yourself, forcing yourself to believe what he said. 

  As you expected from watching the other games, you were up first. You lifted the blue square in the air, eyes squinted in precision as you decided how much force would be best to flip the red square. You threw it down with contained force, flipping it first try. The six of you cheered, before linking arms and marching down to the next game, which was flying stone, which Jung-Bae also got first try. Next was gonggi, which had all of you crouching as you watched Dae-Ho play gonggi at practically expert level speed, which you honestly thought was pretty attractive–not that you’d ever say it. There was a momentary pause in the luck as Young-Il struggled with the spinning top and was constantly mentally(and eventually physically) beating himself up for it, but he finally got it and the six of you moved on to the last game, jegi, which Gi-Hun defeated with ease(with the help of Young-Il).

 Back in the dormitory, you sat on your bed as you ate what you assumed was dinner, not noticing Dae-Ho approaching you from behind.

He questionably called your name, as if he had only heard it in passing, making you jump.

“Sorry if I alarmed you…I just wanted to say you were really good at ddakji in there.” He complimented, now standing in front of you.

“Me? You were amazing at gonggi, it was like you were a professional.” You complimented back, backing him look down bashfully, before speaking once more. 

“Hey, you didn’t seem to be in a group back there…would you like to join ours?”

 You paused for a moment, staring at him as if you were determining whether or not he was serious. “You don’t have to do that…I don’t want to…intrude.” 

He immediately shook his head. “No! I insist. Er…we insist.” He said, gesturing back at the group, who seemed immersed in their own conversation. You weren’t extremely convinced, but he was too cute for you to say no, and it didn’t seem smart to stay alone in a place like this.

“Well, if all of you insist, then I can.”

He smiled, holding a hand out to help you up(which you didn’t need, but gladly accepted anyway), as the two of you walked towards Gi-Hun’s group.

 “She agreed to join our group.” Dae-Ho informed them.

Young-Il smiled. “Perfect. I can assure that you’ll be in good hands.” He said, shaking your hand. Before you could respond, a booming voice came from over the intercom, informing that lights out will be in 30 minutes, which makes Gi-Hun perk up.

“We should make sure that we’re safe throughout the night.” 

 “What do you mean?” Jung-Bae asked.

“The last time I was here, fights broke out in the night and some people died. We should have at least one person keeping watch through the night.”

“Through the night?” Jung-Bae complained. 

“I mean, we could alternate…I could go first.” You suggested.

“Then…I’ll go too! It’s probably not the best for just one person to keep watch, right?”

 Young-Il nodded. “Good idea. I can go next.” 

“If it’s not morning by then, I guess I’ll go afterwards…” Jung-Bae sighed. 

“Then it’s settled. We should move some of our beds to a safer spot, just in case.” Gi-Hun suggested, which lead to the six of you moving the mattresses under the bottom bed. 

“It seems a little bit claustrophobic…I guess it’s better than dying, right?” You murmured. 

Dae-Ho clasped a hand on your shoulder. “That’s the spirit.”

  After the voice over the intercom announced lights out, you and Dae-Ho moved to one of the beds further up, sitting at the end. 

“This is kind of boring…” You admitted. “Then again, I guess I don’t know what I was expecting.”

 boring…” You admitted. “But then again, what did I expect?”

Dae-Ho nodded. “I’m not too surprised. I had to do this from time to time back when I was a marine.”

“Did you ever fall asleep?”

 “I was strong enough to stay awake.”

“Let’s hope I can say the same…” The two of you stayed silent. “Why me anyway?”

“What do you mean?” 

“I mean…you could’ve just been like, ‘great, she helped us,’ then never talked to me again. So why put in the effort?”

“Well…I guess you intrigued me.”

 “I..intrigued you?”

“Well…not just because of your appearance, but…I guess you’re just so…quiet. I mean, we’ve only had two games, but you’ve never really paired up or talked with anyone till the last game.”

You shrugged. “It’s not that I don’t want to, they just don’t talk to me.”

“I’ll talk to you.”

You smile, not knowing what to say, instead leaning on his shoulder. 

“Not to ruin the mood, but…I don’t…want to die.” You admitted. 

“I don’t think any of us do.” Dae-Ho sighed, before turning to you. “How’d you end up here anyway?”

“Here as in Korea, or here as in…well, this?”

“Both.” 

 “Well…I originally came here for university, but then I decided to move here. My roommate kept getting caught up with loan sharks, so being the good roommate I was, I tried to help. Obviously, that didn’t work out.”

“That’s unfair. Why are you here and your roommate isn't?”

“She’s…dead.”

 His face fell. “Oh. I’m sorry–”

“Don’t worry about it. She wasn't the best person anyway.” You nestled further into his shoulder, yawning. “How much longer is our ‘shift?’”

“I’m not sure. You’re tired?”

You nodded against him. “Mhm.”

“Just go ahead. I’ll stay awake.” He insisted. 

 You temporarily pulled away, looking up at him. “Seriously?” 

He nodded. “Yeah. Don’t worry about it.” You smiled at him, mumbling a thanks as you leaned back onto his shoulder, falling asleep in what felt like seconds. It now seemed boring with you, he thought. 

[gravphobia]

Ocposting again cuz I like this guy

Behold my self insert guy! I do not like him! I hope he explodes!

I made him to yumeship w Curly lol but I ended up developing him WAY more than I thought I would

More yapping below

PRE GAME EVENTS

Venan got a job at pony express as just something to do while he figured out what he really wanted to do in life, he never quite had a plan after high school and just told himself he’d figure himself out eventually, he just needed the time

He meets curly during his first job, then Jimmy, he was pretty chill with them, but sooner or later Venan’s like “man this Jimmy guy is kinda ehh… but what the hell sure”. He then goes to Curly and is like “are you sure ur cool w this Jimmy guy?” But Curly’s like “yeah dw bout him lol he’s real nice when you get to know him” but Ven is just like erm………..ok

Ven gets progressively more and more passive aggressive with Jimmy and he’s starting to catch onto it and now both of them are being real passive aggressive towards each other but they’re both friends with Curly and neither plan to cut ties with him so now they’re just stuck glaring at each other without doing much

CHARACTER RELATIONSHIPS

Venan’s personality in general

He’s the type of person you don’t really notice much, he’s mainly in the background doing his own thing, though when he isn’t busy being alone, he tends to be a REAL smug dickhead

He’s the type of person to randomly butt into conversations and leave, like just adding in a comment or two when he feels the need to, most of which are snarky remarks or sarcastic comments

Venan also isn’t necessarily the type to give straight (or even serious) answers right away lol, he has fun messing with the rest of the crew, it’s like enrichment to him

^this is also because he has a problem with vulnerability, no matter the situation he always tries to play it off as something stupid or not that serious, whenever he catches himself being too serious or vulnerable for once he IMMEDIATELY brushes it off like “haha that was lame as hell”

This one’s a little more complicated but Venan does have religious beliefs, though he doesn’t outwardly express it, it’s kinda just a thing in the back of his mind, he tries to convince himself it’s nothing but subconsciously he still somewhat believes that stuff

No one’s safe from being insulted nor threatened

Curly

Venan’s the second closest to Curly, right behind Jimmy

He’s also got this HOPELESS crush in Curly like the dude is YEARNING

He also catches onto Curly being such a people pleaser, especially when it comes to Jimmy often criticizes him about it, he also tries to convince Curly that staying friends with Jimmy ain’t that worth it

Kinda like that

He’s not really the social type so he mainly hangs out around Curly when he doesn’t wanna be alone

Post-crash Venan STILL calls Curly “Captain” and Jimmy tries correcting him, Venan either just continues his sentence without acknowledging Jimmy’s correction or brushes it off with a “whatever”

Near the end, Venan tries to kill Curly, getting the same idea as Swansea to out an end to his suffering, though he hesitates and backs out, which leads him to get chased away and eventually killed by Jimmy

Jimmy

They piss each other off, though Venan’s more smug about it.

They (badly) fake getting along for Curly’s sake and so their pay doesn’t get docked

Venan VERY FREQUENTLY says backhanded comments around him, never treats him seriously and is just overall retry upfront with expressing his disdain for Jimmy

Post-Crash even when Jimmy takes over as “Captain” Venan NEVER refers to him as such,

In my mind the only time he ever does refer to Jimmy as “Captain” is during that whole birthday thing where everyone’s dead and Jimmy’s lowk tweakin out

Now idk if Jimmy would’ve intended to kill Venan, maybe it was all his pent up resentment towards Venan, maybe he just intended to knock him out but ended up stabbing him right through the eye socket

Swansea

Swansea catches a few strays lol, Venan just REALLY has fun with his backhanded comments, it’s funny to him when he gets on people’s nerves

Venan THOROUGHLY enjoys the slang and insults Swansea comes up with, he just thinks he’s a silly angry old man

He also refers to Swansea as “gramps/pops/[other old man names]”

He exaggeratedly acts all buddy-buddy with him, only for Swansea to hit him with the ole “Get The Fuck Off Me”

Post-Crash, Venan sided with Swansea when he said that opening the cargo hold wasn’t a good idea (Venan knew what was in there since he was in charge of making sure nothing gets damage during shipment, and knew a sea of mouthwash isn’t gonna do anything) (he also refused to say what was in there in the first place cuz that was confidential info)

Daisuke

They’re actually distant cousins, Daisuke didn’t know til after a while, but Venan kinda does, he just doesn’t care (Daisuke is Japanese-Filipino you can’t tell me otherwise)

They looked at each other for a solid 30 seconds and Sensed the Filipino blood off of each other

Venan teaches Daisuke Filipino words sometimes

He also torments Daisuke by using slang wrong, hits him with the “what’s up my skibidi sigma rizzler” and Daisuke clocks his ass/j

They’re not too close but they do get along

Anya

MLM/WLW solidarity (silent acknowledgment)

They don’t talk too much outside the psych evals, though Venan likes to joke with her when it comes to those evals but eventually does give her more serious answers (or at least as serious as he can get)

Post-crash, Anya talks to Swansea and Venan in private, Venan insists on talking to Jimmy for her whenever she needs to (like if she wants to ask him to give Curly the painkillers, Venan can tell him instead) though she insisted he didn’t given Venan and Jimmy already hate each other so much as is, who knows if they talked more frequently the’d end up fighting and things would get worse

SILLY STUFF :3

Venan steals and hides stuff a LOT, doesn’t matter if it’s a necessity or just something he thought looked cool, he usually just steals somewhat small stuff, he hasn’t been caught

^he pickpockets the others as a joke then ask if they lost something

He also probably managed to sneak salt and pepper shakers on the Tulpar to make the Pony Express Slop taste SOMEWHAT better

He doesn’t have a Filipino accent, or at least not a noticeable one but it’s VERY obvious when he says Anya and Daisuke’s names