#Gi-Hun

[nataliaphantomhivesblog]

My opinion on Squid Game Characters

This is very diferent from my regular content but I watched this show 3 days ago and I enjoyed the fuck out of it so here we goooo!!

!!!Spoilers ahead!!!

Seong Gi-hun

Why the hell is the main character of the show underrated??? I literally don't get it.

He is the most realistic character in the show.

I know for a fact that if he is one of your favorite characters, you have daddy issues. Saying this from my own experience.

He is literally so sweet and huggable?? I love him so much<3

He cares so much for the people around him.

Extremely emotionally intelligent.

Attractive asf.

He struggles a lot, but deep down hes a good person because of his love for his daughter and his upbringing.

HE LITERALLY HAS THE WARMEST LOOK!?!? HIS EYES ARE SO KIND AND HIS SMILE IS SO SOFT.

once again I question.... Why the hell is he underrated??

The people who stan him are the coolest istg.

Am I the only one who has this internal struggle of sometimes seeing him in a fatherly way and other times simply finding him hot?? Maybe I have issues but whatever ig.

His dynamic with Sae-byeok is so sweet, he defienetly became a father figure of sorts for her.

Sang-woo didn't deserve his friendship with Gi-Hun.

I will defend this character with my life.

Sae-byeok

She rightfully gets the attention she deserves.

I literally fell in love with her at first sight, she is so pretty.

I love her to pieces.

Shes my literal girlfriend.

I love her character development so much.

HER HAIR?? I LOVE HER HAIR SO FUCKING MUCH IT LOOKS SO FLUFFY.

She had some great badass moment throughout the show, especially in the beggining.

Her motivation was one of the most valid one out of all of them.

My girl just wanted to bring her mom back from North Korea and for her brother to get out of the orphanage.

I'm happy she managed to survive many of the games but she deserved to win alongside Gi-hun.

Someone give this girl a hug.

I wish Gi-hun could've reasured her about the promise.

It makes me so sad that she got killed by a calculated and cold person. I wish that she could've died peacefully.

We all saw her in that suit right??? She looked gorgeous.

I also am so glad that her character was never wierdly sexualized in the show.

She deserves the world.

Ali Abdul

For starters, I absolutley adore this man.

He was so hard-working and dedicated himself for his little family. His boss was a dick who treated him horribly.

His hair is also extremely fluffy I love it sm.

He is extremely loyal and has a heart of gold. Sadly, that was what eventually killed him.

He was too much of a good human being for this cruel and selfish game.

His introduction was so cool!?!? He single handedly saved Gi-hun's life.

He was strong enough to survive 3 very hard and life-threatening games, it's sad that his good heart and pure trust was what killed him.

The actor did a fantastic job with Ali, I hope to see him in other projects soon.

He loved his family so much.

Ali was so considerate of other people??for example, when Sang-woo wanted him in his team, Ali looked at Gi-hun first to make sure that it was okay for him to accept without hurting anyones feelings.

The only flaw this man has was being too naive.

He is so pretty I love him so much.

He was literally such an easy character to get attached to.

I also loved the South Asian representation in K-drama media!?!? I am not South Asian myself but I personally believe it was very strong rep compared to other K-dramas!!

I literally cried so much when he died, I was full on sobbing. My mom kept calling me dramatic for it lol.

He should've won in the marble game.

Ji-Yeong

WE ONLY GET TO KNOW HER FOR TWO EPISODES BUT I IMMEDIETLY LOVED HER.

She is so fucking cute.

I love her hair and make-up sm.

She has such a carefree attitude I loved it.

Is it kind of concerning that I relate to some aspects of her backstory....?

Her commentary on religion was chefs kiss.

I wish we got to see more of her before her death.

She deserved to have a normal family and childhood.

I love how she spoke her mind with ease, including contreversial topics.

She didn't deserve to be in jail for killing her abusive father who literally killed her mother!!!

"Thank you...! For playing with me..."

Her and Sae-byeok deserved to go to Jeju island and have a girls night.

Can we talk about how selfless this girl was? She literally sacrificed herself for a person she met a few days ago.

Her smile right before she died made me cry so hard.

Joon-ho

He is so attractive... that was literally the first thing I thought when I first saw him lmfao.

Nah but besides that he is also very cool!?!? The way he infiltrated the Squid Game facilities with such ease was very intresting to watch.

The moment between him and the vip made me gag, the vip was so gross for that and im glad Joon-Ho put him in his place.

HOW TF DID HIS PHONE BATTERY LAST SO LONG WHEN HE NEVER EVEN CHARGED IT!?!?

His character was done so dirty in the end, he tried so hard to bring his brother back just for his brother to shoot him.

Call me delusional but I still do not think that he is actually dead?? We didn't actually see him die and there is a possibility he could've survived the fall since it was in the ocean and he only got shot in the shoulder.

He was strong asf, both mentally and physically.

I really enjoyed how he was pretty awkward at first when he was undercover but then he managed to adjust better overtime.

In general I hope we get to see more of him if we do get a season 2.

Cho Sang-woo

Most of his stans annoy me, im sorry.

I hate how their argument to justify his actions is that he is "realistic".

Just because a character is selfish and a bad person at core doesn't make him realistic... Sheesh y'all make me loose hope in humanity sometimes.

Sang-woo has been selfish from the very beggining, he literally stole money from clients!!

Theres nothing realistic about setting up your bestfriend to certain death in the second game like....? He was willing to go that far already?

He killed Ali without feeling any sort of guilt. He literally only flinched and acted like nothing happened, which could be blamed on the writing, but it also shows where his morals lie.

There was seriously no need for him to kill Sae-byeok, she was already injured enough, what was the point of killing her so cruely?

He literally killed the man who helped him in the glass game the moment that he wasn't any use of him.

I actually found him much more dangerous than Deok-su who was atleast transperant about his actions.

The actor did an amazing job and I love the guy who plays him!

ALSO I HATE HIS CHARACTER BUT I WILL SAY THAT HE IS ATTRACTIVE.

And I must admit the character is a very well-written and intresting one, but he is someone whos actions cannot be fully justified, or even fully understood.

Jang Deok-Su

Do I hate him? Yes.

Do I think that without him the show would be less engaging? Yes.

I find him a very intruguring character, I actually see him as a reflection of Sang-woo of sorts.

We do not talk about the bathroom scene.

I found his relationship with Mi-nyeo funny, im sorry my humor is literally that bad.

The actor actually played the part perfectly! I actually appreciate the amount of work he put into this character.

Also the actor is literally a sweetheart who posts fan edits and pictures of his cats. If you send him any death threats I swear to god-

HE HAD HIS FUNNY MOMENTS ALRIGHT?? HIS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WERE ALWAYS ON POINT.

But in general, his character was obviously someone I heavily disliked but also someone who was enjoyable nonetheless.

Annnnd thats a wrap for the characters I wanted to talk about!! Thank you for sticking with me til the end. Who is your favorite character in Squid Game and why? I would love to know!<3

[arkeresia]

sweet gi-hun 🥺❤️

[siins]

doodles of gi-hun....... <:^)

[thesquidgame]

I think something skipped over a lot in discourse is that gi-hun went through an absolutely insane trauma even before the show started. He got fired right after he had a baby, and then watched the riots and watched his friend die in the chaos. Then, he watched hundreds of more people die inside the same chaos a decade later.

[kyloxox]

Number 456(Seong Gi-Hun x Reader Smut)

Summary: You and Gi-Hun meet during the Squid Games and join alliances. What happens when he tries to protect you from the night fights?

Warnings: Age gap, smut, unprotected sex, public sex, creampie, fingering, oral, dirty talk, mention of death. 

You didn’t notice him, when you first arrived or even at the first game. He didn’t really stand out. He was shy and quiet. But so were you. No one looked or even acknowledged you and if you were being honest you didn’t mind. A lot of the people in there were rough and brutal. 

After the first game you were struck with fear and terror. You didn’t know what to do but you wanted out. You stood in the ground as several players begged for them to be free. You would have joined them, you should have joined them but then a man appeared in the front of the crowd saying that if everyone voted for whether they would like to stay or not.

That's when you noticed him. He was the first to vote. His tall figure walked up slowly as he reached to two options. He pressed to end the game. You sighed at his choice, he was smart. You were only about 10 people behind him. You also chose to end the game, only a sane person would. 

As you turned away from the panels you made eye contact with him. He was staring directly at you. He sent you a small smile you were guessing it was because of your choice. At the end of it the final decision was to leave. 

-

After a long drive of being tied and blindfolded. You were suddenly thrown out of a car with another person. He started to scream for someone to help him.

“Hey! Hey! I’m right here.” You yelled back at him. Your hands met his face and grabbed the blind fold off. As Gi-Hun was able to see again his eyes adjusted to the street lights he turned to you. Blind folded as well, hands tied and in your underwear. He did a double take as he stared down at your almost naked form. 

“Please untie me.” You whined to him. He moved his attention towards your hands and moved his mouth down. He started to skillfully untie it with his teeth. Soon the knot was undone. As your hands were free you untied your feet. You then took off your blindfold. You turned to see the man next to you in just his boxers. You examined his body, a lean long figure with toned abs flexed as he struggled against his restraints. You were distracted until he finally caught your attention by kicking one of your legs with his tighten ones. 

“Right sorry.” You bent down to untie his hands and legs. Gi-Hun rolls his wrists as they were free from their confines. He stood up and you followed his lead. Now here the both of you were standing in the middle of the street in the dark wearing just your under garments. 

You turned your attention to the ground to see your clothes spilled around the road. You quickly shifted through the things to find your own. You remember wearing a white shirt when getting picked up so you grabbed the first one on the ground. As you slipped it over your head, you realized how big it seemed to be on you. Maybe you lost weight while at the game? That would be nearly impossible it had only been 24 hours. 

“I-ugh-I think that’s my shirt.” The man in front of you said.

“Oh right. Sorry.” You were about to take it off but he stops you. 

“It’s alright, it seems they only put one of the shirts in here.” He shifted through the bag and there wasn't another piece of white fabric.

“But you’ll need a shirt-” He stops your sentence as he holds up a jacket.

“Don’t worry I came prepared.” You smiled at his dorky comment.

“Ok thank you.” You looked down at the ground in embarrassment. “Well I guess I should be going. It was nice to meet you.”

“You too.” He smiled at you before you turned away. 

It was nice to meet you? 

God y/n, what were you thinking?

As you walked back home you contemplated the interaction you had. You probably sounded so stupid. You guys just came back from a death game show and you said it was nice to meet in. In there? You were probably overthinking the interaction, it wasn't like you were gonna see him again right?

-

As you stood at the stop you felt like an idiot. Days before you were begging to go home and now you’re waiting to come back. You stood in the silent street and the coldness made goosebumps appear on your skin. The ride to the place is the same, you don't remember it.

You wake up with a gasp as you are blinded by the bright lights in the room. You look around and see everyone. It is similar to the amount of people you left with. You also spot him, 456. He's talking to the old man. He looks even more attractive now and you don't even know why. You shake your head out of the thought, you need to stay focused on the game not him. 

-

After escaping your death by seconds you exit the demented playroom. As you walk down the colorful stairs you notice Gi-Hun a few people in front of you. He was the name who saved you, truly. Without his technique of licking the shape you would be dead. You quickly move past the people in front of you with a quick excuse me and you finally reach him. 

“You saved my life back there.” You say as you walk up to him. 

“Huh?” He says to you as he turns with those adorable confused eyes.

“The licking, you came up with it.” You say in response. As you admire his features you notice the small gray hairs scattering his black, indicating he is older than you.

“Oh right. Well I’m happy you made it.” He smiles. 

“Thanks.” You feel heat rise to your face from his comment, it probably didn’t even mean anything. He was just being a good competitor. You both walk back in silence into the main room. As you reach the room you see two men staring at Gi-Hun who seem happy that he made it. 

“It will take a whole lot more to kill, Gi-Hun.” He laughs with one of the men. The comment makes you feel more flustered. He made everything he said sound so hot. As the men continue their conversation they speak on their terms of picking their shapes.

The taller man apologizes for wanted their team to separate but Gi-Hun replies in kind remarks that he was the one who chose the umbrella. Again another comment that makes your face and body heat up. Gi-Hun was so kind and caring he didn’t belong in a place like this. 

“Yeah the whole team made it.” The taller man then finishes the conversation with that before he turns to you. Gi-Hun catches this and comes to your rescue before it turns into an awkward exchange. 

“This is y/n. I met her after our first day and she now claims I saved her life but I think it was herself who saved her.” He laughs and bumps you with his elbow. Your face couldn’t be more flustered by this man.

“It’s nice to met you all.” The two men introduced themselves to you as Ali and Sang-woo. 

“I was thinking she could join our team.” Gi-Hun said with an enthusiastic grin. He turned from his teammates to you, same innocent smile on his face. “If you would like to y/n, no pressure.” 

“Sure, why not?” You said in response it couldn't hurt to have a few allies. Especially Gi-Hun. 

Both Gi-Hun and Ali seemed excited to have another member but you couldn’t grasp Sang-woo’s expression. He seemed serious and almost upset. The man, Ali began to engage a conversation with you. As you walked with him Sang-woo stayed behind with Gi-Hun. 

“Gi-Hun, you really invited a girl to our team?” Sang-woo whispered over to Gi-Hun when they walked away from you. Gi-Hun looked over at with a confused expression. 

“Huh?”

“We all know girls are the weak links here, they aren’t strong enough for some of these tasks.”

“Y/n will be fine.” 

“All I’m saying is don’t sabotage yourself and your chances for this girl.” Sang-woo said with strict eyes as he walked away from Gi-Hun. Gi-Hun stayed put as he tried to think about what Sang-woo said but he saw you looking at him with a small smile and that drained any negative thoughts Gi-Hun had. 

-

It was another day of torture in this cold, lifeless room. As you laid in bed you felt a presence near you and you jumped up.

“Hey, hey it’s me.” You heard the kind voice you knew so well.

“Gi-Hun?” You said as you looked at him in the dime light. 

“There could be attacks tonight. I wanted to make sure you were safe.”

“Thank you. I’m fine, right now.”

“Good, good. I guess I should return-” You place your hand on his as he started to move away. He stared at your hand on his almost uncertain.

“Stay. Protect me. And I’ll protect you.” You whispered moving over in your bed. 

He shifted is way next to you. The bed was small but it could fit you two.  You were facing each other staring at each other’s features. You turned around so your back was facing him but you moved against his body. He melted into you as he wrapped his arms around your body. He was breathing against your neck and it sent shivers down your spine.

The hand he had wrapped around your belly began to slowly touch the exposed part of your belly where your shirt rose up. He then continued his touches by moving his hand slowly to your exposed waist. Your breathing began to grow heavier as his calloused hands made sweet contact with your skin. He moved closer to you so it mouth was closer to your neck, barely needing to move in order to touch you. Soon he is sending kisses up your neck. You grind your ass against his boner as he continues the attack on your neck. 

“We have to be quiet.” You whispered to him. 

“I know I can be, but can you?”

“Yes, Gi-Hun just give it to me please. Give me anything.”

He pulls down your track suit bottoms and moves your panties to the side. He feels as wetness coats his fingers and he continues to swim in it. You haven’t been touched in so long and his hands were addictive.

“You feel so good.” You whined to him. He moves his finger tip to the entrances of your hole. You jump up at the feeling. It was electric and you wanted nothing more than his thick fingers pushing against your walls.

“So sensitive.” He responded to your action. You move your hand to his crotch and start stroking him through his pants. He moans in your ear at the touch.

It’s embarrassing for him to admit but Gi-Hun probably hasn’t had sex in years. Probably since his divorce like 6 years ago. And the feeling of your hand was like the touch of an angel. The fabric was corse on his dick but it didn’t hurt it was pleasurable. 

“Baby.” He moans in your ear in this soft voice. His voice was addictive almost as addictive as his touch on you and your touch on him. Both your bodies were burning up in the cold dark room.

You didn’t waste much time moving yourself under the covers until you were faced with his clothed boner. You bite your lips as you look at the size of it straining against the fabric. You grab the top of his pants and boxers and bring the fabric down. You gasp as it reveals itself to you. 

“Fuck.” You whisper to yourself and you guess Gi-Hun can hear you even under the covers cause you hear him laugh a little. You shut his laugh up with a long lick from the base to the tip. You feel him grip the sheets below you before he moves one of his hands in your hair. While his long fingers dig into your scalp he drags your head up and down. You didn’t mind the instruction, it helped you pleasure your savior even more. He was your savior after all in every game he helped you survive. You continue your attack on him until he stops you. You reveal yourself from under the sheets.

“I wanna have some fun with you.” He explains as he sees your confused expression. 

He pulls down your track suit and underwear completely and throws them to the edge of the bed. He lays at the end of the bed also. His face meets your cunt and he stares at it to memorize his features. A few seconds later he is diving into the sweet mound in front of him. He doesn’t devour you though. No. Not like ravenous animal. He takes his time with you. Slow long clits against your clit, like the ones he took at the honeycomb. The texture of his rough tongue against your most sensitive area sends stock waves through out your body. 

“Gi-Hun fuck.” You breath as you throw your head back and close your eyes at the sensation. His wet tongue never leaves your clit as it gives it lick after lick. It was better than you imagined when you fantasized it during the 2nd game. He’s licking at you like you're ice cream, the best ice cream in the world. And he wants every taste. He gives one final lick before he is resting his head against your thigh looking up at you with his puppy dog eyes. 

“You taste sweeter than that sugar. Much funner to lick too.” He laughs against your thigh, before moving back down. Now he begins a more wild assault as he sucks your clit into his mouth. As he does his eyes never leave yours, he wants to see every reaction and see what he’s doing to you. For a spilt second he leaves you and you whine.

“Open your eyes baby, I wanna see you.” Gi-Hun says before he dives back into you. You bite your lip but obey his requests. Now his eyes on you aren’t lonely and you both stare wildly at each other. His eyes are soft and almost innocent, like he truly is only licking honeycomb when in reality it is so much dirtier. 

His hand that was holding a grip on your thigh moves down to where his mouth plays. He swipes them lightly against your entrance, collecting a bit of wetness. Your hips involuntarily grind up as his miss his touch. He laughs at your action and repeats his actions, which cause you to repeat the grind of your hips.

“So desperate, especially in the middle of all this.” Gi-Hun finally gives into your requests and sinks two fingers deep into you. You moan at the feeling and grind your hips up again.

“Thought I’d finally get these hips to control themselves by doing this, but it’s just making it worse. Maybe I should stop.”

“No, no please don’t stop I want more. I want you.” You whimper against him. Gi-Hun looks like he is thinking for a second before speaking. He moves up the bed so he is now on top of you. 

“You want it bad don’t you baby?” Gi-hun grips his dick as he lines it up with your entrance. 

“Fuck yes gi-hun. I want to feel you in me.” You whimpered as you felt the tip of his hardness poke your entrance. Gi-Hun is panting above you before he starts to slowly push himself into you. You gasped and moaned at the foreign feeling of him inside you.

 He then moved his hand on your waist pulling you closer to him. “Shh, we have to be quiet.” He said as he began to move slowly. As he held himself up his sweaty hair draped his face. He looked sinful with his eyes glued shut and his mouth open slipping out small moans. You clench down on him and Gi-Hun can’t even listen to his own advice when he throws his head back and let out a moan at the sudden contraction.

“Wet tight little girl, aren’t you.” He whimpered above you as he began to thrust his hips trying his hardest not to come too soon. Even though he’s not inexperienced Gi-Hun is convinced that you're the tightest cunt he’s ever had.

“Please go faster.” You whine beneath him as his slow thrusts you torture you with a glimpse of his full potential. You to wrap your legs around him and grab onto his soft hair. And with more stability Gi-Hun is able to give more forceful thrusts that sent you into a whirlwind. 

“Fucking slut wants me to fuck her hard so everyone can hear.” He whispered in your ear. You took a quick look around the room, everybody seemed to be asleep. As you stared back at the man in-front of you, you gushed around him as you looked at his face, he was in bliss and his dopey smile made you even hotter against him. Even after he says such filthy words his face still displays his kind nature. You let out an involuntary moan that was probably louder than it should have been. 

“Shh baby.” He whispered in your ear. “No one else gets to hear your pretty moans except me.” He moved one of his hands from balancing himself to covering your mouth. His hand was so huge it nearly covered the first half of your face. He continued his forceful thrusts into you as you begged and muffled into his hand. You looked up at him with pleading eyes as you watched his body move against yours. 

“You wanna win that price money don’t you?” He whispered in your ear. You looked at him with confused eyes that still hid mischief behind them. “I’m gonna win it for you baby.” He started to thrust faster. “Gonna make sure you’re safe and comfortable. We’re gonna win this competition. I’ll do it all for you baby.” His promises make you gush around him. Now all you can imagine is your life with him after this, living like the rich with not debts. He finally moves his hand from your mouth cause all he wants to hear now is your moans.

“Gi-Hun.” Is all you can say in response to him. “Please.”

“Please what?” He says with that same concerned adorable face.

“Come in me.” He groans at your request and his hits stutter at the thought. He still holds his balance but you can see him grow weaker. It’s hot the way his eyes focus on yours, focusing all their strength into staring at you in your drunken haze. 

“Fuck yeah baby I’ll come in you.” He moans back continuing his fast but sloppy thrusts but they are more than enough to send you over the edge. “I’ll give you what you want.” His promise makes the build up in your stomach overflow and soon you feel yourself coming. 

“Gi-Hun I’m coming.” You whimper still holding onto his hair with all your strength. Your body hits you with an unreal feeling of pleasure ripple through your body. Your hand fly from his hair to clutching the sheets beneath you. He fucks you through your orgasm as he inches closer to his. As you help him through his orgasm you bring your hands to his hair against. You guide his face to yours and you connect your lips with his. The kiss is magnetic as you don’t stop kissing him and he doesn’t stop either. Before you know it Gi-Hun is breaking away from the kiss to let out a moan.

“Fuck I’m coming, fuck I’m coming baby.” He moans as you feel his body stiffen. He pumps his hot load into you and you feel full of his warm cum. He pulls out and stares down at your cunt, his seed slowly slipping out of you. He gulps as he moves his eyes to yours. He collapses next to you.

“Do you think anyone heard?” You said looking around.

“Maybe you were kinda loud.” He joked. 

“Says you.” You reply. 

“It seems like there isn't gonna be any attack tonight.” Gi-Hun also began to look around the room. 

“Maybe not. You should still stay just incase you know.”

“Okay yeah.” He says looking at you with unsure eyes. You suppose Gi-Hun is back to his shy self. You grab his hand to give him a sign to relax and you lay back down. He follows soon after, wrapping his arms around you.

[seedsknees]

there are no squids? In a game called squid game?

[runawayonryo]

Hello, I hope you have a speedy recovery. I want to request sangwoo x wife doing the first smut thing which is the first-timer for his wife but not for him who has previously pro with his ex. Thank you so much!

thank you! i'm feeling a lot better <3

warnings: smut, fluff, slight angst, fingering, masturbation, vaginal sex, creampie

requested: yes

pairing: sangwoo x fem!reader

oldie but a goldie (sangwoo x fem!reader)

"are you sure darling?"

your husband asked, as his large hands rested on the hem of your panties. He arrived from work a few minutes ago, and a simple makeout progressed into something more. Both of your bodies sweating, filled with lust. However, you were nervous. It was your first time... espicially your first time with HIM, and you were afraid to mess it up somehow.

"yes baby"

you mumbled as you looked up at him through hooded eyes. His wicked smirk sent shivers down your spine as he gently tugged your panties down. As the cold air hit your gleaming sex, your hips gently thrusted up into the air.

You ran your fingers along your husband's bare chest, making his muscles flex. His fingers danced around the inside of your thigh, making you grow needier for him with each second passing.

"baby please-"

you whined in protest of his teasing, as he used his other hand resting beside your head (keeping himself up), to pin your hands above your head as he continued to frustrate you-

"awww so desperate darling?"

He knew how to make you turn into mush with just his words, he was incredibly skillful at what he did, which gave you hope for the night.

"yes- yes plase sangwoo.... please!"

you practically screamed, making him gasp in surprise. He has never seen this side of you, and he was extremly shocked at how desperate you have grown in such a short time. Finally, finally his fingers sank into your soaking mound. Your back arched on the bed as his index 'n middle finger rubbed your clit in steady figure eights.

Your head flew back, as you let out a loud, desperate moan. Sangwoo sped up his pace, eventually slowing it down, just to repeat his actions. His brown eyes were staring into yours, carefully studying your reactions to his movements. He was nervous he would mess this up, not like he'd ever admit it-

"so desperate hmm?"

he groaned into your ear as he began sending soft kisses along your neck, occaisionally biting down onto your sensitive skin.

"yes-"

you maneged to cry out, caught up in the pleasure he bestowed upon you. You wished you could stay like this forever, stay in this intimate moment with the love of your life.

Your hips gently began grinding against his touch, trying to cause more friction, and make his hands veture further. He chuckled at your pathetic attempt, as he rose from your neck.

"someone is becoming inpatient"

he stated, as he removed both of his hands from you, leaving you a whining desperate mess on the bed. Perfectly spread befoer him.

"just fuck me already-"

you pouted, causing his dick to twitch within the confinement of boxer briefs. Briefly looking into your eyes, his hands flew to his shorts, pulling them down. You moaned as his long, hard cock sprang free, the tip leaking precum. There was no denying, he was large. Bold veins running along his thick dick, his balls shaved to perfection.

"you want it so badly, don't you babygirl?"

he groaned, as he lined himself up with your soaking core.

Nodding perfusely, sangwoo seemed dissapointed.

"use your words darling"

"yes, yes please- please give it to me"

you whined, becoming more impatient by the second. As his cock rubbed agianst your entrance, you held back a moan, not wanting to seem pathetic or overly desperate. Despite this, he knew how much you wanted his cock, how badly you needed him to fuck you, take you.

"ready sweetheart?"

he asked, as he placed both of his hands on either side on you.

"yes-"

With that, he slowly entered your soaking cunt. You let out a moan as sangwoo squeezed his eyes shut, enjoying the way you clenched around him. Slowly pulling out, he entered again, before repeating his slow and steady rhythim.

"fuck baby-"

he groaned, as his hand wandered to your aching clit again, rubbing it quickly as his pace sped up slightly with each thrust of his his hips. As you opened your eyes, you watched as his scanned your body, before your gaze met his. He couldn't help but smile at your beauty. Suddently his thick cock directly hit your cervix, making you let out a loud moan.

"right there-"

you cried out, and sangwoo took this statement and did exactly as requested. The tip of his dick continuing to hit all the right places as his fingers worked their magic on your clit.

The two sensation quickly sent you towards your orgasm as you felt that familiar knot in yout stomach beginning to come loose. However, you didn't have to tell him, he could feel it-

"shit baby-"

he cursed, still snapping his hips. Skin slapping on skin intermixed with moans filled the room, as the both of you inched closer to your highs. Your legs began to slightly shake which was all sangwoo had to see before knowing, you were nearly there.

"fuuck-"

you cried out, as sangwoo leaned down, planting a sloppy kiss on your lips. You wrapped your arms around his shouders as he continued his addictive motions on your body.

"i'm coming-"

you whined, as sangwoo slipped his tongue into your mouth for a steamy open mouth kiss. This didn't last long as your legs violently shook and back arched off the hard mattress. With a scream of his name, you came. Your juices squirting onto him.

With a few more thrusts, sangwoo bit down on your neck once again, as his body stiffened. After pumping his hot load into you, he opened his eyes, looking at your fuckedout state. Your hands fell on either side on you, as your back hit the mattress again.

Staring into his eyes, you smiled. Wider than ever.

"goddamn-"

you mumbled, granting a laugh from your husband. he gently pulled out, swallowing hard as he watched his seed seep out of your cunt.

"you alright sweetheart?"

he asked as he laid down beside you, cupping your face with his large hand. Instead of answering, you kissed his forehead, smiling once again.

"i take that as a yes?"

he asked. Now it was your turn to laugh at his dorky comment.

"yes. yes indeed"

[swagatron9]

Favoritism

Part 2

Parings: Hwang In-ho x fem!reader

Warning: Talk about death and violence, as well as severe wounds.

Note: We're going to pretend that In-ho shoots his brother when she's passed out.

The shards of glass that cut through my skin caused me to feel weak. I felt constant pain from my wounds whenever I moved or even breathed.

I was the last person in line for the fifth game, and because of that, I was the one that got hit the most after the glass tiles exploded.

I limped back to the main room, wincing with every step I took.

Although there were only four of us in the room, the tension in the air was thick as Gi-hun, and Sang-woo argued back and forth. I couldn't lie and say that I was angry at Sang-woo for what he did. If I was in his position, I would do what I could to survive.

I looked over at the Sae-byeok to see that she too was injured, but she appeared to be keeping it together better than I was. Before I could limp over to where she was sitting on her bed, the alarms blared as the door opened.

"Players, we sincerely congratulate and commend you all for successfully making it through the first five games." The square head bowed. "The four of you are now the finalist, and as such, we have prepared a special gift for each of you. Before we reveal the gift, please take a moment to change into the outfits we have brought."

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Frontman's POV:

The cameras focused only on one person as I watched her every move. I felt hurt every time she would wince or flinch; she was in pain, but she tried to hide it.

Tonight would be the last night until the final games, and I couldn't trust that she would be alive in the morning.

The way I felt whenever I saw her made me feel weak, like I was betraying my boss for the feelings that developed for a player, but I couldn't let them go.

I turned to my right-hand man, "After the meal, bring player 457 here immediately. If I hear that you hurt her, then I will do more than just kill you." The masked square bowed his head before exiting the room, and my eyes went back to her. I will finally be able to make contact with the girl I wanted to protect more than anything.

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Readers POV:

I could feel the blood dripping down my torso every time I moved an inch, and I was beginning to feel lightheaded.

I wasn't sure home much of the food I could eat before it would all come back up; it had been too long since I had a proper meal and my stomach wasn't used to being fed this much.

I pushed away my plate once I had taken a few bites, and I grabbed my glass with shaky hands. The liquid that went down was refreshing, better than anything I received.

I noticed while I was here that every now and then, I would get more food than all the others would, the guard that would give me the food was always a square instead of a circle. Behind the mask, he would tell me that the food would be leftover, but I never understood why it was given to me every time.

They cleared the table and left a knife for everyone else, but when I looked down, I had nothing. My eyes came in contact with Gi-hun to see him looking down at my side of the table with confusion. "Why didn't she get anything?" He asked the circle that walked past.

The circle guard left the room and was then replaced with a square. "Player 457, you are to follow me." The guard stood beside me as he waited.

I looked around at the others. "What are you doing with her?" Gi-hun questioned.

"Player 457, you are to follow me." The guard repeated. I slowly got up from my seat, and as soon as I did, everyone was exposed to the large red patch that had formed from the bloodied would on my stomach.

"Hey! You can't take her; she's hurt." Gi-hun rushed out of his seat and charged towards me, only to stop when the guard pointed his gun in the direction he was in.

Sae-byeok was the next to stand as she walked over to me. The guard kept his gun facing Gi-hun but would check over his shoulder every now and then.

"You're hurt," Sae-byeok whispered. I nodded my head and lightly chuckled.

"I'll probably die before the sixth round." I joked. "What a shame," I mumbled. "But your hurt too." Sae-byeok looked down at her arm and rolled her sleeve up to show me the large gash that had formed from the glass.

"Come, I'll get you out of here." The feeling of Sae-byeok's hand on my back as she lightly pushed me in the direction of the door.

"Don't worry about me. Just focus on yourself and getting out of here; your brother needs you." I replied to Sae-byeok. "And your daughter needs you too." I looked over at Gi-hun. "Thank you both for helping me through the games and getting this far, but I think my time is up now. I need to go with this guard, and you guys won't stop me-"

"Exactly, you guys won't stop her because if you do, I will have you all killed, and no one will get the money." We were all startled by the new and much deeper voice.

A man dressed in full black attire stood at the doorway with a gun in his hand. "You were asked to bring her to me immediately, or am I wrong?" His question was directed to the masked soldier, who now had his head hung low as he aimed his gun back down at the floor.

"You did, boss, but I'm afraid I was held up." Everyone was silent as we finally discovered the sick person behind the games. "Player 457, if you could please follow me. You are needed elsewhere." The guard gestured to the door as he walked closer to where I was stood with Sae-byeok.

"You can't kill her." Sae-byeok stood in front of me, still holding her injured arm but also holding the knife we received in her hand.

"Y/n will not be killed, as that would go against our laws of equality. As a matter of fact, player 457 is being pulled from the games." The man in black spoke up. "Now, follow the guard or else the others will face the consequences."

"Equality, my ass," I mumbled to myself as I limped towards the exit. "Both of you, win the games." I looked back at Sae-byeok and Gi-hun as I smiled. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I looked away and left the room.

I was following the boss while being followed by the pink guard. "Where are you taking me if you aren't killing me," I asked; my breathing was getting heavier with every step I took.

"First, your wounds will be taken care of, and then-" I didn't hear any more as I began seeing stars everywhere I looked, and before I knew it, I had passed out.

[yes-i-am-a-tree]

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (Sang-woo x reader)

Sang-woo x AFAB* reader story. (squid game) 

* The only reason the reader is AFAB is because, in the story, they use the women’s restroom. I always try to use gender neutral pronouns*

Summary: you and sang-woo complete the 5th game together, and you end up getting hurt instead of Sae-byeok. 

Warnings: Death, Main character death, Blood, Angst, Sang-woo being  psychopathic  :’) 

I dunno if this classifies as Sae-byeok x reader bc you two do have a moment...

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It was the 5th game. You, Gi-hun, Sae-byeok, Sang-woo, and another man, ahead of all of you, were still alive. You were almost there to the end. Just one more glass panel in the way before all of you were to safety.

Thankfully you were one of the last ones to choose a number along with Gi-hun, and ended up between Sang-woo and Sae-byeok.  

At first you were prone to choose one of the higher numbers, but before you chose Sang-woo told you to wait and choose a middle number or one of the last ones, and you respected and trusted him so you waited until you got a hold of number 15. 

The only numbers left right now were 17,16,15,14, and 13. And at the moment 13 was stalling before he made his decision. 

For the past minute 13 had been trying to determine which glass was tempered or normal, and you could tell everyone was feeling the pressure of the impending doom there was if we ran out of time. 

You had all run out of ideas, and you could tell from behind Sang-woo that he was getting anxious. You had known him for 2 years when you both attended Seoul National University. 

“I… I can’t tell them apart” you heard 13 say despairingly. “If we had another marble…” 

He waited for something to intervene and save him from this situation. He didn’t want to die, and neither did anyone here, but time was running out and something needed to happen. 

You shakily stood up from your sort of crouching position. You took a deep breath and leaped onto the glass Sang-woo was standing on, forcing him to move some to the side.

“What are you doing?” He brashly asked. 

“We're running out of time.” You paused, “I’ll go.”

“No,” Sang-woo answered without hesitation. “You’re staying put, he’s going.” Sang-woo had always admired your bravery and determination when you knew each other back then, but now was not the time. 

You looked at him “We don't have time to argue, we all need to live”

At that 13 stood up in expectation that you would join him to further jump on one of the last glass panels.

“You’re not moving,” Sang-woo directed at you, and then pointed at the man in front of him. “JUST GO!” 

Number 13 stuttered at Sang-woo’s volume. Eyes glancing between you and Sang-woo. “They- They said they would-”

Sang-woo didn’t bother to listen to the man’s excuse for staying in place. He forcefully shoved him backward, the man breaking the tempered glass in front of him on the way down. Shortly afterward you could hear his body hit the bottom. 

“GO!” Sang-woo yelled in your ear. 

Mostly in fear of the man beside you, and the time running out, you quickly jumped across the last remaining glass to the end. Sang-woo and the other two followed just as briskly before the time hit zero.

Just when you thought you were safe after the clock stopped you heard glass shatter. You turned your head to see the glass panels explode before you, and in retaliation you tried to shield your body from the impending glass shards.

But it was not enough. A good sized chunk pierced you right in the side. You didn’t feel the pain much at first, but you could definitely tell it was deep. Deep enough to possibly kill you. 

...

Later, when you all arrived back to your shared chamber, You could hear Gi-hun argue with Sang-woo about how he murdered the man. But you were too tired, and in too much pain to care. You quickly noticed and accepted that there were four beds left, one for each person, and quickly claimed one to sit and wait. 

But in not much time some guards entered and offered you all “gifts.” You quickly took this opportunity to check your wound, and hurried to the women’s restroom.

When you entered the women’s restroom, you wasted no time removing your shirt to inspect the wound. You looked bad, even worse than you thought, and you had to suppress a gag. You were never good with bloody injuries, but thankfully, surviving all previous games toughed you up a bit. 

You bit into your shirt and prepared to carefully remove the glass shard. 

When you yanked it out you let out a pained yell, clenching your teeth hard around the shirt, but it was muffled.

Now, the blood wasn’t being stopped by the glass and it was leaking at a fast pace down your side and onto the sink. 

You took your shirt and wrapped it around the lower part of your torso where the wound was, and knotted it tight, eliciting another groan of pain from you. 

You hoped that was enough to stop the bleeding and leaned against the cold mirror to catch your breath. Closing your eyes, you tried to think of good memories, something to distract you because the pain was almost unbearable. 

Not long afterward, you faintly heard the door to the women’s restroom open. 

You pried open one eye to catch Sae-byeok carrying the “gift” box. She was walking toward you. 

You could only imagine the sight. Blood covering the sink and the floor beneath it. Some on the mirror, but mostly soaking your clothes. And you, clutching your wound and panting like you ran a couple miles.

“What happened?” you heard her monotone voice say. 

“I-” your voice held a considerable amount of pain. “Some of the glass got me in my...side”

Sae-byeok nodded and for a while it was silent. 

You knew what she was thinking. You were hurt. Badly hurt. If the last game was physical, there was no chance of your survival. In fact, you probably weren’t going to last the night. At this rate you were done. You were finished. 

“Do you need help?” She asked quietly. “The gift was some clothes.”

You nodded. And She took out your suit and helped you change. If one person was going to leave this place, whoever it may be, you really hoped it was her.

“Sae-byeok…” you started. “ I hope that… when you get out-”

“I'm done” she cut you off. “You should leave, if you stay here too long the guards will get suspicious” 

You slowly nodded before half limping away, but before you left you turned to her. “Thank you” You said, and exited the bathroom. 

Sae-byeok continued to stare at the ground from when she was tying your shoelaces. She didn’t want to lose another nice person. She didn’t want to get close to anyone else. Not after her…

...

When you all returned, the chamber had changed. There was a square shaped long dining table in the middle of it, the table was decorated fancily, and there were even candles and steak to eat. 

You were ushered by guards to your assigned place to sit and then, after sometime you were left to yourself. 

In normal situations, this could be seen as a nice, classy, even romantic atmosphere to eat. You would normally dig in, but right now. You felt too uncomfortable to eat, let aloe sit. And the atmosphere was tense, unsettling. Gi-hun was obviously still angry, and Sae-byeok’s mood was somber.

Then, almost hesitantly, Sang-woo was the first one to touch his food and eat. And the rest of you began too. 

You could tell, even throughout eating, everyone was wary of each other. Of course, Gi-hun and Saebyeok had trust between each other, and they both also trusted you. So really, Sang-woo was the only one to be anxious about, and there were heavily uneven opposing sides. But part of you still believed in him. Part of you still believed in everyone, but mostly in him.

Sang-woo was never a bad person. Ever since the day you had met him you knew he had a humble soul, and you always understood and helped him, and he in turn, helped you. The last thing you wanted was to side with him and fight against Gi-hun and Sae-byeok, but maybe you could see if all four of you could work together in the last game. If you made it long enough… 

But as the guards cleared the tables and cleaned up you felt worse and worse about it. Especially when one layed a single steak knife in front of you and to the rest. You knew what they were doing. They were setting you all up to kill each other before the next game! 

...

A lot of time passed before anything happened. Everything was quiet in the Chamber room. No one had anything to say, but everyone knew not to fall asleep. 

Earlier, Gi-hun had visited Sae-byeok’s bed, probably to discuss something about the next game. So it left you and Sang-woo alone on the other side of the large room.

It was extremely hard to stay awake, in fact, you were constantly fighting just to keep your eyes open, so you figured standing would be better. 

You could see through the dim light that Sang-woo was having a hard time staying awake as well. And apparently you weren’t the only one who noticed this because you saw Gi-hun stalk toward him, just a bit, with the steak knife in his hands. 

You didn’t want another murder, especially not on Sang-woo, so you (as fast as you could) limped over to Sang-woo’s cot. 

There he was, sitting up, using the wall to support himself. His head was hanging and you could see the steak knife slip out of his hand and land on his mattress.

“Sang-woo” You said softly. Constantly adjusting your stance to accommodate the pain. “Sang-woo”

He slowly opened his eyes and panicked. Snatching the knife and holding it in a defensive position. His eyes looked crazy, completely different to the way you remember all those years ago. 

“Sang-woo, it's me. I'm not here to kill you.” 

He was still anxious, and it broke your heart to know he didn’t trust you. 

“You were about to fall asleep. I didn’t want you to get hurt” You said truthfully. 

“Where’s your knife?” He asked bluntly.

“I have it right here” You said as you pulled it from your pocket. “But I have no intention of using this” and you threw it far away, in the direction of your bed. 

Sang-woo watched it clatter near the foot of your bed, and his attention was back on you. He calmed down, and remembered who he was talking to. He lowered his arm and released some tension. 

“Can I sit down?” You asked, and motioned toward his bed.

He slowly nodded. He was more scared as to why you wanted to sit with him. 

“Thanks” You answered and slowly sat down, to minimize the pain. But of course when you finally relaxed on the mattress you let out a groan of pain. This did not go unnoticed by Sang-woo, but he didn’t want to say anything, afraid of what he, himself, might do if he DID know you were injured. 

“Why?” you asked simply. You were still thinking about what he did in the last game.

He hesitated before answering. He looked up at you but also caught Gi-hun and Sae-byeok staring at the both of you from across the chamber.

“It was the only way. He wouldn’t move-”

“That isn’t true, I could've gone. I wanted to go”

He sighed and put his knife somewhere behind him rather than in his hand.

“I couldn’t let you do that” He almost whispered, ignoring the question. 

You both sat in silence. You didn’t want to argue with him. 

“You…” he quietly uttered. “You mean a lot to me, I didn’t want to see you dead” 

You couldn’t respond. You appreciated his concern, but murder is murder, and you weren’t easily forgiving that.

“You mean lots to me too, But I don’t know if I can forgive you.”

He nodded. “I… understand” 

Not too long after, your vision went black for a second. And you swayed a bit in place. He instinctively reached out to balance you, but you swatted his hands away with whatever strength you had left. 

“Please, I don’t need it. I’m fine.” but both of you knew you were lying. And he finally noticed the red coating the white button up underneath your coat.

“You’re hurt” He stated. And ignored your protests and laid you down, getting up in the process and moving his knife so you could lie down. 

“Sang-woo...Listen” You spoke. Halting his movements to make you comfortable. “I’ll probably not make it to the end, my father depends on me back home. Please help him for me. Tell him I sent you.” 

But Sang-woo was still silent. You thought he was listening but his thoughts were far elsewhere. 

“Sang-woo…” you called, your voice pained, “Sang-woo?”

His eyes were frantic. You had never seen him so upset and unsettled. 

You could feel yourself drift away. Your eyes were not focusing and you felt so, so heavy. Your eyes closed and you stilled. 

But then, You could hear yelling. And all of a sudden, something plunged into the side of your neck. 

Your eyes opened wide and at first you saw Sang-woo, he was holding himself above you. But then you saw his arm, and his hand. 

He had stabbed the knife to hilt in your throat. And red covered your vision. You saw red on him. And then with one choked sob, your eyes lost that spark, and you died. 

Gi-hun had seen it. He was worried about you the moment he saw you walk over to him. But he was also confused. How could you trust that bastard? 

And now you were dead. He had seen Sang-woo lay you down, lean over you, and stab you. He was a cold hearted murderer. And as soon as he saw you faint he was running in your direction. 

“SANG-WOO!” Gi-hun screamed in anger.

But Sang-woo didn't answer. He was still staring at you, holding you cheek. Your blood staining his face and hands. 

Once Gi-hun reached you, He shoved Sang-woo off of you, and leaned over to look. You were really dead. And as if to prove it, the lights turned on and the door to the chamber opened. 

Masked guards walked in with a coffin. And walked over to take your limp, lifeless body away. 

Gi-hun finally looked up to see Sang-woo’s expressionless face. Sang-woo looked more tired than anything else. 

“You!” Gi-hun got up. “You monster! You were friends!”

Yet Sang-woo continued to stay silent. 

Gi-hun raised his knife, aiming to strike Sang-woo, but a guard pushed him away and restrained him.

Another guard shoved Sang-woo away with the end of their gun. As Gi-hun continued to yell and scream at Sang-woo, Sang-woo watched as they took your body away, probably to be disposed of, he wouldn’t know.

In truth, he didn’t know why he did it. You were going to die anyway. It was like an urge he couldn’t control. He would go his whole life not knowing why, but out of all the people he killed. Either outright or in the games to win. Yours hurt the worst. And he would probably think about you, until the day he died.

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once again, please tell me if I made any mistakes. and please no hate, just constructive criticism :’) thx 

[dreamcatcherfication]

Squid Game episode 8 colorized

[crmnlgy]

218 & 456

[gothbusterz]

Getting Even - Sang-Woo x Reader

Sang-Woo isn’t a fan of people using his ideas against him.

Warnings - Smut, choking, all that fun stuff

Word Count - 2.7k

The stinging of the metallic smell of blood filled my nose. Shots rang out at those who couldn’t manage to keep their composure in front of that menacing doll, and my muscles remained frozen in my desperate will to keep my life. Coming here may have been a mistake, I began to realise. But really, would out there be so different? The people looking for me would probably kill me the same way.

The people around me dropped like flies, bullets flying past my head with staggering precision. I held myself firm against the spray of blood that lashed me, refusing to allow myself to flinch. Pulling myself together, I took the moment to take in my surroundings. The whispers of another player caught my attention and, as soon as she turned around, I shuffled closer to hear a little better.

One man was on the ground, a body laying on top of him, frozen in place with a terrified expression. The other crouched slightly, his strong frame shielded by the player in front of him. His head blatantly turned while the ominous eyes darted around the playing field and i braced for a shot to ring out - but nothing came. Its a motion sensor. He’s hiding from the motion sensor. Genius!

She turned back and I darted quickly behind another player, only to hear a shot ring out and watch my shield drop to the ground in front of me. My eyes scanned for another option, and the only person close enough who would be large enough to provide me with cover would be the man who gave me the idea. Putting my thoughts into gear, i made a move and landed just in time in the safety of his shadow.

He visibly tensed, feeling someone behind him, but he didn’t have the time to dwell. He had to move, and as he did, I followed. Without moving a muscle, he hissed at whoever was behind him. “Don’t you get too close. You’d probably be dead if you hadn’t copied me. You’re not using me as a shield.”

There was another lurch forward and he ducked behind another player, turning his head to finally lock eyes with me. Number 218. His eyes were cold and he clearly didn’t take kindly to someone using his life to protect their own, but there wasn’t any time to argue. We had to keep moving. The line was so close - all it would take is one good, final sprint.

218 landed first, his body hitting the dirt with a grunt. I followed closely, and the uneven surface sent me tripping, thankfully, over the line, but straight into the chest of the man who’d looked at me with such distain. Almost as if it were an instinct, his arms wrapped around me to catch me as I fell on him, breaking my fall and leaving us face to face as we pant. He was handsome but so hard to read. His eyes held so much rage but his features almost didn’t match the level of hate he had inside. Escaping with our lives, neither of us had a word to say. The animosity between the two of us had been replaced with a mutual appreciation for life - at least for a second.

Scrambling off him, I came back to reality. As if remembering what I’d been doing, his eyes grew fiery again. I didn’t give him a chance to start a verbal assault. I just pulled myself up, dusted myself off and followed the guard back into the dorms, leaving him behind to catch up. His eyes lingered on me as i left, rage bubbling that someone had dared not only steal his idea but to use it against him.

The next few hours were spent wondering if what just happened really happened. Even through the trauma and disbelief everyone in the room shared, I could feel someone’s eyes burning into the back of my neck. I knew it would be him. I refused to give him the satisfaction and I kept my eyes anywhere but him.

Eventually his gaze began to eat away at me. Excusing myself to the bathroom, I stared at myself in the mirror. Someone else’s blood stained my face and neck and I wiped at it with a wet hand, in vain as the dried blood refused to budge.

I heard the door swing open but I didn’t acknowledge it, until strong hands grabbed me by the upper arms, spun me around and slammed me against the tiled bathroom wall. I let out a gasp of shock and then a small whine of pain as my head collided with the tiles. It was him. 218. And he was mad.

“You think you can just do that and get away with it?” He spat, leaning in closer. His arms caged me in and his large frame kept me from moving as it pressed me into the cold tiles. His body pressed against mine as his face drew closer and closer until I could feel his breath on the skin of my neck. Frozen, I couldn’t react in time. He had me held in place and I couldn’t go anywhere.

“I did what I had to do to survive. Just like you did.” I hissed back, and a small chuckle left his lips, tickling beautifully against my soft skin.

“I’m glad I could help. What I don’t appreciate is you using me for your own self preservation. I’m not here to protect you.” His words were growled in a low tone, close to my ear. It sent shivers down my spine. “I could kill you. Right here, right now.” His movement was swift as his large right hand lifted to grip my throat, squeezing with a careful but steady pressure. His left hand braced himself against the wall. “I could wrap my hands around this delicate little neck and squeeze, and there’s nothing you could do to stop me.”

His grip tightened ever so slightly and I choked out a small moan, both out of shock and a little bit of fear, and the rush of electricity his movements sent through my veins, running the whole course of my system. Stuck in a trance, my hands laid limp by my side and my weight was held up by my weak legs and Sang-Woo’s tight grip. Snapping back into reality, my eyes found his and rather than being filled with hatred, they were filled with a curious lust. I realised as I came back to my sense that I’d made no attempt to stop him, and he noticed it too.

My head fell back against the tiles once more as his grip loosened to let me breathe. I held my gaze on him, and slowly he crept forward and pressed his lips to mine. For a split second, he was gentle. His lips worked against mine and his left hand bracing the wall was brought to gently rest on my cheek. It was a sweet moment, but it was just that - a moment. As quickly as the gentle kiss began, his grip tightened on my throat and his short fingernails dug into the reddened flesh. He held the pressure for a few seconds before releasing it to make sure I was breathing enough.

The hand around my throat yanked me forward before it left my flesh. He used both hands to spin my body around and press my front up against the tiles again, his right hand once again taking its place around my neck. Gasping at his sudden movements, my eye caught the door guarded by the men in pink.

“M-Maybe we should go into a stall..” I muttered as he released to allow me to breathe. I heard him chuckle lowly from behind me and his breathe tickled the skin of my ear as I felt him press his body to mine from the back, trapping me firmly against the wall.

“No. Right here. If someone walks in, then they’re lucky.” His voice was low and almost a whisper, his grip tightening once again and eliciting a choked moan. “If that’s okay with you. If all of this is okay with you…” his voice was a whisper, the hand that was wrapped around my throat releasing it and moving to turn my face to his. His eyes had softened slightly and he had pulled back as he waited for an answer. As soon as I nodded, the fire reignited in his eyes and a smirk broke out on his face. “Good girl. You don’t just get to get away with using me like that. You use me. I use you. Then we’ll be squared away.”

His hand pulled away from my throat and pushed my face into the wall, my left cheek pressed into the tiles, as a warning not to move while he took his hands off me for a split second. His hand gripped my wrists and brought them together, pushing my green jacket over them without having to pull my face from the wall. Every now and then, his hand would reach over and gently stroke my hair before gently pushing me again, making sure I stay immobilised. His fingers looped into my sweatpants and pushed them down my hips until they fell down at my feel. I kicked them away, and I was left in just my underwear and the T-shirt displaying my player number.

I heard the rustling of clothes as he shed his jacket and shirt, his sweatpants sitting deliciously on his hip bones. Pressing his body against mine, I could feel a bulge pressing against the almost bare skin of my ass.

“Feel that? Not even all the way hard. I’m going to have to speed this up if we don’t want to get interrupted.” His words held almost a sense of smugness and confidence, and he grabbed in his arms to swap our positions. His back lent against the wall and his hands gently held my wrists. Letting go of my wrists, his hand rested on my cheek, his thumb running along my lower lip. He pressed at it and I parted my lips to gently take his thumb onto my tongue. A groan rumbled from his lips and he began to push me downwards onto my knees. “I have to feel that tongue on my cock, not my thumb.”

I slid down onto my knees, sitting up with my back straight. I brought my hand up to palm the bulge in front of my eyes, applying gentle pressure and tracing the length of the hard bulge. Small hums vibrated from his lips as he watched me with intense eyes. Before I could, his fingers undid the drawstring of his pants and quickly pulled them down, leaving him in his white boxers. His hand rested on my head and as our eyes met again, he looked expectant.

There was a small wet patch right from his leaking tip. He’d been exercising an insane amount of self control ever since he walked in. He loved to be in charge and he loved taking the time to play but sometimes he has to really focus on keeping up his game and not just giving in to the temptation of fucking.

I realised I was staring, off in my own world when there was a job to do. My fingers pushed the elastic down his legs and he stepped out of the sweatpants and his underwear.

“Take your bra off” his tone was demanding and his eyes were watching my every move intently. It was almost like he was looking down on me, but i was on my knees for him so maybe it’d be hard not to. My fingers fumbled with the clasp and my eyes took in the sight in front of me. He stood totally bare in front of me. His cock was hard and leaking, and it was thick and long. He looked so beautiful standing there like that, even in the situation we were in. I discarded my bra quickly and set to work pleasing him. The head passed my lips onto my tongue and my hand gently stroked what wasn’t in my mouth. My tongue swirled around as i bobbed back and forward, earning delicious groans from him as his head lulls back against the tiles. His hand tangled into my hair and he began guiding my movements at the same pace I’d been at, as I’d he just wanted to be involved in some way. His eyes never left his cock passing my lips over and over again and before he knew it, he needed to stop.

The hand tangled in my hair tugged slightly and his other hand took mine, guiding me to my feet. He spun us around one more time and pressed my front against the cold tile. Pressing up against me, I could feel his warm skin melting into mine as his breath tickled my ear. His hands braced his body against the walls. “I’m going to fuck you now and I’m going to fuck you hard. I’m going to use you like you used me and I’m gonna fill your pussy with cum. Are you going to be a good girl and take it?”

His voice sent shivers down my spine and jolts of electricity between my legs. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I nodded. He was silent, and I couldn’t see what he was doing until I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist to bend me over. My hands braced against the wall as delicate fingers collected the accumulation of wetness in my folds before gently spreading them with his fingers. I blushed slightly at being so exposed but the eroticism outweighed the embarrassment ten fold.

He replaced his fingers with the tip of his cock and he slowly slipped it in. I expected him to take it slow by the way he started, but as soon as the head of his cock was inside, Sang-Woo couldn’t control himself anymore. He thrusted like a wild animal, growling and groaning as one hand held me in place, around my waist and the other roughly grasped at my hip, pulling me back against him. He held up his speed and adjusted the angle of his thrusting, hitting the spot that made white dots appear in my vision. I cried out and the hand around my waist moved up to cover my mouth as he thrusted even more forcefully.

Suddenly, the doors flung open as another player entered the bathroom. His step tripped as he noticed what was going on in the bathroom, and with pure rage in his eyes, Sang-Woo turned around, still maintaining the rhythm. He noticed the intruder leer slightly, rage bubbling up further. “You think you can fuck her like this? Huh? I doubt you’d ever even get close. Get the fuck out. We’re busy.”

His voice was a roar and the other player stumbled over his words as he turned tail and left again. Sang-Woo knew it wouldn’t be long before he told the guards what was happening, so his efforts doubled. He held her twice as tight and thrusted with twice as much need and urgency. It wasn’t long before his hips were twitching, his grip on my throat became weaker and his thrusts became sloppy. One last hard thrust was enough to send him over the edge and shoot ropes of hot cum inside, filling me up so that it started dripping out of me as he gentle withdrew his cock.

I fell down against the wall, my legs not holding me. All I could do was lean back and feel the warm cum drip from my pussy. My eyes traveled to Sang-Woo and I found him dressing very slowly, not wanting to miss a second of watching his cum leak out. He was mesmerised and the sight almost got him ready for round two.

Handing me my discarded clothes, we dressed quickly and neatened our appearance before the door swung open again, this time it was two pink guards, a circle and a triangle. “Return to the dorms - Immediately!” The guards were none to pleased and the gun aimed at Sang-Woo made it pretty clear we should get going.

We hurried out and just before we pushed the doors to the dorm open, Sang-Woo leaned over and whispered into my ear one more time.

“Now we’re even.”

[fischyplier]

The only thing in common is kinda the hair and race. But otherwise they do not look a like to me. Sorry I don’t get it. Mark looking like Keanu Reeves and Metroman I get. But Mark and Lee are at very different ages and their faces look way too different. Sorry, just my honest opinion! I understand if I’m alone on this!

[lady-griffin]

I love that the most shocking to me in Squid Game 1x01, “Red Light, Green Light” was not the violence or instant death

But Ali saving Gi-hun.

That act of true kindness towards a stranger, that surprised me.

[kyloxox]

Chauffeur (Gi-Hun x Reader Smut)

Summary: Your overprotective father hires Gi-Hun as your personal chauffeur and babysitter. As you two grow closer you help Gi-Hun with his debt and your emotions can’t be concealed much longer.

Warnings: NSFW, smut, thigh riding, blowjob, unprotected sex, facial, age gap. 

Your father was a piece of shit. He didn't abuse you or hurt you, not physically. He was emotionally exhausting and you could barely handle it any more. He was a hard ass. He didn’t know what it meant to wanna be in your w0s and live your best life. He kept you locked up in your mansion unless you were with him. It was only a few months ago you convinced him to let you leave the house by yourself with a personal chauffeur. 

You did understand it somewhat you just moved to Korea from America and you were knew to the city but you felt like this chauffeur was gonna be more like a babysitter rather than driver.

That’s when you met Gi-Hun. You stepped into the car and saw the man turn. He was older than you by many years and your father by a few. He was that good middle age that was always attractive and by god was this man attractive. The features on his face were unique and so was his smile, he seemed so happy for being a chauffeur. His had black hair that was shaped into some sort of mullet as well as that his hair looked soft, super soft. You shook your head from the thought, you can’t be thinking these things especially about a chauffeur your dad hired.

Gi-hun was surprised at your appearance too. He thought we should be driving around a younger kid not a girl in her 20s but he wasn’t upset you were beautiful with radiant hair and glossy eyes.

“Hello Miss.”He said with a cheesy smile. The smile had your lips quirk up in a small smile. 

“Hey.”

“Where would you like to go Miss.” He said turning towards the road. 

“Please you don’t have to call me that.” You say looking down at your phone to check your recent messages. 

“But your father has a strict list of rules-” He began to speak in a nervous tone, and you cut him off. 

“You’ll find out that those rules don’t matter to me.” Gi-Hun awkwardly held up an actual rule list in his hand. You blinked as you stared at it. That asshole really gave your chauffeur an actual list. You grumbled something under your breath as you stared at it. 

1. Don’t leave her alone in anywhere.

2. Don’t let her eat junk food. 

“What the fuck”

3. Drive her to places I approve of. 

Anger probably radiated off of your face as you continued down the list. Before you knew it you ripped the list in half and threw it out the window. 

“Can you believe him? What kind of dad does that? I doubt you make your daughter live under a certain list of rules.” 

“She’s doesn’t live with me actually.” He responded. Your eyes lite up.

“Really?”

“I’m divorced.” Oh fuck. He wasn't married and he was attractive and he was going to be driving you around everyday. You quickly moved up from the back seat to the front seat through the small entrance. You may have kicked Gi-Hun in the face while you tried to scramble up there but you didn't care. 

“Your father specifically instructed you sit in the back.” The man said holding up his phone that had another list on it.

“Are you kidding me?” You grabbed the phone and threw it in the back seat. 

“Hey!” He started to raise his voice you then turned to him with a violent look. “I needed that.” He said his voice quieter.

“No you don’t. I can handle myself.” You responded. 

“B-but your father.”

“But my father nothing. No offense sir but my father isn't here. And while you're with me I’m in charge of you.” You say before telling him you wanna go to the mall. He just slowly nods his head in response.

-

It had been a few months since you were introduced to Gi-Hun and you had to admit he made good company. He listened to everything you said and took you where ever you wanted. You learned a lot about him as well. You felt pity for his situation and frequently gifted him extra tips and nice meals, along with a few pay raises, in which you tricked your father into giving him. And he was very grateful. You did really enjoy spoiling him though. He deserved it. He was so different from all the men you were used to, he was down to earth and kind. You couldn't stop an attraction forming for him. He was so attractive to you with his black hair that had grays littering it. His soft face with his shy smile. 

And he very much enjoyed spending time with you. You made him feel young again and forget his depressing life. You were also very kind to him way more than he believed he deserved. He found himself growing attracted to you but he knew it wouldn’t work. You were too young and too free. He was stuck as your chauffeur and that’s all you probably saw him as. 

After a shift with you he found himself in the subway and then in the game after the first game he obviously went home. He knew he could stay there and he wouldn't ever go back. But then his mother was admitted to the hospital. He was devastated. He had gone to everyone he could for money yet there was no chances. He had a few more options. Asking your father for his pay in advance maybe, and picking up more chauffeuring jobs. But he knew it would never be enough. That’s when you walked by the small market he was sitting in front of. 

You giggled with your friends as you walked by the shop. You stopped as you made eye contact with the man sitting outside. Your smile immediately brightened when you noticed who it was, you ran from your friends to him.

“Gi-Hun! I haven’t seen you in a while” You spoke to him as you stopped walking. Your friends looked concerned but you encouraged them to go on without you. Truthfully the last time you saw Gi-Hun was a few days ago and your father said he abruptly took a few days off without much notice. 

“Y/n.” He stood up, embarrassed by his appearance. He probably looked pathetic, sitting alone in the rain drinking alcohol. “W-what are you doing walking out in the rain like this at night?” He asked you trying to distract you from what he was doing outside the small shop.

“It’s what happens when I don’t have my trusty chauffeur with me.” You giggled walking closer to where he was. He looked so good right now. He was wearing just a shirt and jeans with a jacket. But his hair was wet and out of place but it looked adorable as it framed his face.

“Would you like to sit with me?” He ordered the chair next to his, you nodded your head as you sat down. “Small world huh?” Gi-Hun says.

“We live like 10 minutes away from each other.” You laugh at him. He laughs back with his charming smile. “Where have you been? It’s been days since I’ve seen you.” You looked at him with doe eyes, they had sadness in them at the fact that you didn’t see him. While your eyes usually relaxed Gi-Hun, he tended up at the question.

“I-I-I just had some business.” He said looking down at his drink. You noticed his tense nature and felt it was best not to ask where he was.

“Mhm. Why do you look so sad?” You ask noticing his somber expression. 

“M-my ugh mother needs surgery and I don’t have the money to help her.” He explained quickly. “I just feel like a terrible son, like I've disappointed her.” You look at him with sympathy as you reaching over to grab his hand.

“GI-Hun it will be ok. You will be a good son.” You take your wallet out of your pocket and take out a random amount of cash and hand it to him. “Here take this. I’m sure it’s more than enough to cover everything and all the bills.” You speak as he looks at the amount in shock.

“N-no I can’t possibly take this. I’ll just talk to your father about working more hours-”

“Gi-Hun as much as I would love to spend more time with you, you can not make the amount you need in time. Please just take this. I don’t need it. I really don’t. I want you to have it.” 

“I can’t-” He hands the money back to you but you stand abruptly.

“If you don’t take the money I’ll never speak to you again.” You said turning away from him. 

“Y/n, y/n. I can’t I would feel too guilty.” You continue to stare at the store front ignoring him. “Y/n, stop with the games I'm serious.” Gi-Hun gets up from his chair and moves toward you. “Enough with the games!” He says harsher. You still ignore him. 

“Fine, fine I’ll take it.” You blank expression turns to a smile as you wrap your arms around him. 

“Thank you. Thank you.” You say to him. He smiles and your heart flutters. You would give him all the money in the world if it meant if he could see you smile like that again. 

“No thank you, you’re the amazing one.” You stare up at him and he memorizes your features. The way you smile when he praises you goes straight through his body. “Please let me know if you need anymore. I want to help you, Gi-Hun. You’re my friend.” You grab his hand again and squeeze it in yours. “I don’t want to ever have to see you sad, especially when I can help.” You say sweetly and you push a piece of his hair out of his face.

Gi-Hun almost wants to cry at your kindness and protective nature towards him. He never had someone care so much for him besides his mother. He wants nothing more than to kiss you and tell you he loves you in every way he can. But then he is pushed back into reality, realizing it would never work between the two of you. You probably wouldn't dream of wanting to be with him. He was old, broke and still living with his mother at 40. 

“Do you wanna walk me back to my house, Chauffeur?” You asked him, smiling. 

“But your friends are waiting on you.”

“Mhm but I’m in much better company with you.” You said linking your arm with his. He just smiled and walked with you to your house. All Gi-Hun could focus on right now was you. Your smile, hair, everything captivated his attention. He didn’t even notice the old man from the game stare back at the two of you as you left the shop. 

-

“Gi-Hun can you unzip this for me.” You spoke to the man as he waited outside the room. It had been a few months since you helped with Gi-Hun and his mother. From Gi-Hun’s reports his mother’s surgery was going well and you were happy to hear it. And now you were shopping for a dress for your friend’s 23rd birthday party. 

Gi-Hun’s head shot up as he heard your voice. He slowly nodded his head. As he stood you giggled and grabbed his hand, pulling him into the dressing room. Gi-Hun’s hand slowly made his way to the zip. You were staring at his expression in the mirror, he seemed unsure of what to do, even though he did. He was very close to you, you could feel his breath on your neck. Soon your breathing grew heavier as his body heat radiated towards yours. 

His thumb and pointer finger grabbed onto the zip and began to unzip it at an agonizing pace. After he part of your back was exposed his other hand ran over it, following the zipper. Once the zipper reached the end his hand didn’t leave you.

“Gi-Hun.” You whispered, before he abruptly turned you around so you were facing him. You moved your hand forward slightly so the dress fell to the ground. Before you could register anything, Gi-Hun grabbed your waist and pushed you into the wall as his lips went into yours. The kiss was passionate, so much more passionate than you ever had. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close to you. You were bare underneath the dress you previously wore and your pebbled breasts began to be smoothed down by his rough fingertips. 

“Gi-Hun please this is so wrong.” You whispered against his lips as he began to trail kisses down your neck to your ear. The thoughts rolled through your head, how much older he was than you, but at this point you didn't care. You wanted him and he wanted you. 

“Then why does it feel so good?” He moved one of his hands from your breasts to your wet lips, not touching them directly yet. He looked at your face for a sign of approval and you gave him a nod of acknowledgement. The minute your face moves his fingers explore your most sensitive part. “And why is this so wet?” You just moan in response as he skillfully play with your clit with his finger. You held onto his shoulder to keep your balance.

Gi-Hun moved his hand and away from you to sit on the bench that was placed on the side of the wall. 

“C’mere pretty girl.” He said with a sinister smile. You look over at him fully clothed and you look down at yourself bare. 

“It’s not fair you're wearing too many clothes.” You whine as you make your way over to him. As you sit on his lap you begin to unbutton his shirt. You began to bit your lip at his exposed chest. His muscles flexed as you continued to undress him until his shirt was fully on the floor. You stared at his body and he was surprisingly ripped. He had toned abs and strong arms. 

He moves his arms around your waist to guide you to straddle one of his thighs. You moan as your exposed cunt meets the rough material of his jeans. He guides your hips along the material as it brushes against your clit. You moan out at the sensation.

“That’s it princess.” He moves his hands off of you so you can move by yourself. “Rub yourself on my jeans.” You started to move faster as the feeling became addictive.

“You feel so good, Gi-Hun.” You whine out at the friction that is bringing you closer and closer to ecstasy. “Feels so good.” He praises more. You feel the pool between your legs grow larger as your orgasm chases you. You’re so close and with one final tug at his jeans your clit spasms and a powerful orgasm washes over you. You rest your head on his shoulder while you try to recollect yourself.

Soon you’re getting off his thigh you get down on your knees, unbuckling his belt and zipping down his pants. You are desperate to see him. You wanna see what he’s hiding in his pants. You’re on fire and you need something to relieve it.

Once he’s left in his boxers you’re excited. You quickly move your hand to ghost over the strain that is against the gray boxers. You bite your lip as you feel how large and warm he feels. You quickly pull down his boxers and he springs out.

You feel your body heat up more and pleasure moves directly to your core as you stare at him. He looks sinful, standing tall, with veins decorating his base. He liked like the perfect size to pleasure you. You wanted to moan as you saw him.

“You like my cock baby?” He asks as he starts lazily jerking himself off in front of your face. You couldn’t believe you were getting a front row view of this. “You wanna touch it?”

“Yes.” You whisper before you immediately wrap your mouth around his head. Even though you were young you still had experience giving blow jobs and you were determined to give Gi-Hun the best blow job of his life.

You start by licking his head repeatedly before you start to bob your head up and down, sucking the life out of him. What’s left of his base was being pumped in your left hand. Gi-Hun let out an animalistic growl at your actions.

“Fuck princess just like that.” He lazily moved his hand in your hair, barely gripping it, but used it as leverage. You continued your movements as you felt him quiver and shake behind you. You popped him out of your mouth for a moment but continued to touch him with your hand.

“I wanna taste you, Gi-Hun.” You say before licking at his head again.

“You’ll get a taste right after I fuck you, princess.” He grabs your hand sweetly and motions for you to stand up. He takes the small of your back and judges over to straddle him. He positioned you so he lined up at your entrance. He slowly moved your hips down onto his cock, you squirmed at the feeling of being filled. As you continued to sink down onto his thick length.

Once you were comfortable on top of him, you started to move your hips up and down to create a rhyme. As you moved up and down his length with a tight clench around him, Gi-Hun threw his head back. He’s never felt like this before with a woman. He’d never been in someone who was so tight around him. It was heaven. Soon he was going deeper and deeper inside of you and you started to whine against him as you felt yourself coming closer to the edge.

“Yeah you like getting fucked by an older man?” He whispered in your ear as his hands guided you to bounce on top of him. The thrusts were quick against him.

“Y-yes.” You whimpered back. Your hands made their way to his thick hair and threaded it through his strands.

“Your daddy hired me to keep you protected from this kind of stuff but now I’m deep inside this tight pussy.” He thrusts his hips up to meet yours and it further plunges his cock inside of you.

“Ah fuck.” Is all you can manage to spit out. He wasn’t wrong though, it did turn you on to fuck your chauffeur, someone your dad trusted to protect you and keep you safe. You gushed around him as the thought drove you mad.

“Yeah bounce on that cock baby.” He said as you continued to move up and down against his body. You were squeezing his cock to death as you kept slamming down on him and Gi-Hun swore he never felt this good.

It felt so good like this, to have him so close to you. It was like you were made for each other. The universe was just waiting to put the two of you together at the times you most needed it.

“God baby, I’m so close to coming.” Gi-Hun grunts between his teeth. You whine against him as you continue to move your hips the fastest you can without coming.

“Gi-Hun my hips and thighs are getting tired.” You whine against him.

“Oh now we can’t have that.” He said in a pouty tone. You get off of him and he stands up. “Lay down princess, I want you to be comfortable.” You lay down and he moves on top of you. He cradles your face with his hand as he moves a piece of your hair out of your face.

As you lay beneath him you grab onto his soft hair and pull him closer to you, attaching your lips to his. They’re soft and magnetic against yours. And soon he’s thrusting his hips faster and he’s hitting the most sinful part of you.

“Gi-hun, fuck. You’re fucking me feel so good.” You pant as he continues his quick thrusts into your body. He’s moving faster that you were when you were on top and it feels so good. The pressure of his body against yours added to the pleasure, being so close to him your breasts squeezed against his chest. You could feel his hips stutter as he came closer to the edge and you followed close behind him.

“So close princess.” He grunted. You grabbed onto his hair with a more forceful grip to stabilize yourself.

“Me too baby.” You whispered back. “Keep fucking me like this I’m gonna come soon.” This urged him on and began a more faster pace, desperate to see you come and it works. Your stomach grows a knot that is desperate to come undone. With a few more thrusts from Gi-Hun hits the spot to make you gush and come around him, clenching him to death. He throws his head out at the sudden tightness. 

“Fuck baby, I’m gonna come.” He says before he pulls out, “Get on your knees for me, princess.” You immediately do as he says as he pumps his cock in his fist.

“Gonna come on this pretty face.” He says before his eyes glue shut and his thick load is landing on your face. You moan as it hits your face. You look up at him with his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth slightly open. It’s sinful how good he looks it makes you wanna get right back on him and start riding him again.

When his orgasm has run it’s course he looks at you and the mess on your face. He smirks at his work before he takes a few droplets from your forehead and place them in your mouth.

“You wanted to taste my come didn’t you.” You happily nod with his fingers in your mouth. You finally get off your knees and start to getting dressed. 

“I think you should buy the dress.” He says after you both put back on your clothes. “It looks nice on the floor. I could get used to it there.”

“Shut up.” You say pulling your sweater over your head. You pull out your wallet and hand him a few bills.

“What is this for?”

“Your services.” You giggle moving towards him to exit but he blocks it.

“I’m not a prostitute.”

“No but you I still wanna thank you.” You say kissing his check before leaving the dressing room. 

[trashmorla]