#Jang deok su

[squid-gangster]

my body count? which kind?

[mysatnin]

─ I'll love you 'til the day that I die. Jang Deok-su x Reader. 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡

୨ৎ── In which you and Deok-su bond from the beginning of the games and cannot be torn apart, even when the Glass Stepping Stones ultimately decide the fate for the both of you in the end.

chapter 01. . . chapter 02. . .

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“Please look into the camera . . . Smile.”

All the players had been led into a huge hall, full of bright and vibrant pastel-coloured walls and endless stairwells. The masked guards had you lined up near designated photobooth machines, as each person stepped forward in the queue the machine would take their photograph.

It was finally your turn. After arranging your hair and neatly putting it into place, you looked into the camera and smiled softly as it flashed at the right moment. You followed the given instructions and ascended each multi-coloured stairwell until you reached your first location: two green double doors.

The doors swung open to reveal a vast courtyard. As you walked in with the others, you immediately took in your surroundings. The ceiling cover was wide open, showcasing the clear blue sky with small birds chirping as they flew by. The sunlight was so bright that you had to squint for a moment, but a gentle breeze in the air had still made you shiver slightly. Beneath your clean white shoes lay a layer of grainy sand, and the walls around you were adorned with a backdrop that resembled a hay-filled field.

“Welcome to the first game. All players, please wait a moment on the field. Let me repeat. All players, please wait a moment on the field.” The woman's automatic voice announced through the surrounding speakers.

Everyone began to move forward, still absorbing the scenery around them, when suddenly they heard a loud noise: the double doors they had entered slammed shut. This made everyone turn their heads back in shock. Once the commotion had settled, you turned forward again. As your eyes adjusted to the far end of the field, you spotted a large robotic doll standing still, flanked by two masked guards on either side.

“Hey, Dollface.”

Now standing beside you was Deok-su, who had obviously been searching for you in the crowd. The zipper of his tracksuit jacket was partially down, revealing the top of his matching white undershirt. “What is that?” you asked, pointing to the main attraction that had captured everyone's attention. He looked back at you with a confused expression. “I have no idea...” he began, but before he could finish, the automated voice came through the speakers once again.

“The first game is Red Light, Green Light.”

The robotic doll's head slowly turned away from the players, and in that moment, you recalled that the name of this game was also the password used to enter the silver van that had picked you up from the empty street and brought you here.

“You can move forward while the tagger shouts, “Green Light, Red Light.” If your movement is detected afterwards, you will be eliminated.”

“Red Light, Green Light? The children's game?” Deok-su spoke up, his eyes meeting yours as a laugh threatened to escape his smirking lips. “I think so,” you replied. “It should be easy then, right?" You looked up at him again, hoping for at least a little reassurance. He noticed the worry etched on your face. “You'll be fine, Doll. It's just a stupid game, huh?” He raised his eyebrows, the smirk still on his face.

“Yeah, it’s just a stupid game.” You smiled softly.

“Those who cross the finish line within five minutes without getting caught will pass this round. Now, let the game begin.” With that, the timer chimed, and the clock on the screen lit up to display the five-minute time limit. As the seconds slowly ticked away, a young girl's voice could be heard.

“Red Light, Green Light.”

You began to take slow steps forward, and most of the players around you had the same idea. However, two men at the front had sprinted ahead until the doll swiftly turned its head. The blonde-haired man leading the way stumbled as he tried to regain his balance, just as the doll's eyes scanned the field and focused on him.

“Player 324. Eliminated.”

A loud bang echoed through the field, startling all of the players who were stood still. Your heart raced as you reacted to the sound and saw Player 324 collapse to the ground. “What was that?” you asked nervously, glancing at Deok-su, who was still beside you. For a brief moment, you noticed the tough exterior fade from his face before he straightened up and turned to look at you..

“They might be trying to scare us, adults playing children's games...” His smirk had returned. “I wouldn't worry too much, Doll.”

“Green Light, Red Light.” The doll repeated once again.

As the players took small, cautious steps, a sense of suspicion lingered in the air. The man at the front quietly approached his friend, leaning over him with curiosity. When he noticed blood suddenly pouring from his friend's mouth, the doll's head turned, and once again, everyone froze.

He stepped back in shock as soon as he realised what had happened. He took off running as another gunshot rang out, piercing through his back and causing him to fall to the ground. His blood splattered onto the woman standing behind him, causing her to lift her hands to her face and let out a scream, she got shot instantly.

Chaos erupted as a large number of players began rushing in a panic toward the green double doors, trying to escape. They didn't stand a chance as bullets struck them down one by one, their bodies collapsing to the ground. Deok-su quickly grabbed your trembling arm, trying to keep you as still as possible while shielding you from the mayhem. Meanwhile, people continued to run past, heading toward their demise. After that, there was complete silence.

“Let me repeat. You can move forward while the tagger shouts, 'Green Light, Red Light.' If your movement is detected afterwards, you will be eliminated.”

The instructions echoed through the speaker, and the field fell quiet as the remaining players stood frozen in shock. Still in Deok-su's arms, you took a deep breath against him, terrified, your ears ringing from the recent gunshots. You both slowly separated, just in time to move on.

“Let the game begin.” The doll turned its head.

“Get behind me.”

You stared at him, your eyes wide and glossy as you took in the serious expression on his face. Before you had a chance to say anything, he placed his hand on your hip and gently pushed you behind his broad back.

“Green Light.” No one moved, except for an older man who seemed oddly happy to play this game. Cool and collected, he began leading the way towards the doll, causing the others to follow behind slowly. “Red Light.”

The game continued, and you were now halfway across the field. Each time a bullet whizzed through the air and hit a moving player, you gasped and clung tightly to the back of Deok-su's tracksuit. You could feel him breathing heavily, trying to remain as still as possible and doing his best not to flinch.

“Green Light, Red Light.”

As the timer on the screen reached the 30-second mark, Deok-su turned his head slightly to grab your hand and get your attention. You shifted your gaze from the back of his head to meet his eyes, signaling that you were listening. “We don’t have much time left. When we can move again, we need to run as fast as possible, okay?”

“Okay,” you whispered softly. Of course, you agreed with him; it was your only chance left to survive the game.“Green Light.”

You moved from behind his back to stand beside him once more, still clutching his hand. He squeezed yours lightly, signaling that it was time. Together, gathering all the speed you could manage, you broke into a sprint toward the red finish line. As the crimson paint came into view, you both jumped and toppled to the ground just in time, with only 10 seconds remaining.

As the countdown continued, you finally caught your breath and looked out to watch the remaining players. From the corner of your eye, you saw a man's foot begin to trip over a fallen body. Before he could hit the floor, the doll started to turn, and he was caught in mid-air by the person behind him, who held him steady by the back of his collar with just one hand.

“Green light” was called for the last time, and both men sprinted to the finish line, making it just in time.

The timer had officially ended with a chime. The doll turned to face the field of remaining players. Before they could panic, rapid gunshots rang out, causing them all to fall to the ground. You turned your head to see Deok-su sitting behind you, his hand resting on his knee as he took deep breaths. He caught your eye and scanned you over, clearly checking to see if you were okay. You gave him the most reassuring nod you could and mouthed the two simple words he deserved.

“Thank you.”

Suddenly, a creaking sound from above caught your attention. You looked up to see the ceiling cover slowly descending over, shutting all of the surviving players from the outside world.

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The dormitory room was eerily dark and silent as the remaining players were paralyzed in shock. You sat between two of the bunk beds in the right corner of the room, your back pressed against the cold metal bars, with your legs drawn up tightly to your chest. You quickly wiped your face with the back of your long sleeve, expecting to find only sweat from running. However, when you glanced down, you saw that your clothing was now stained red with blood.

Deok-su stood nearby, leaning against one of the bedposts and looking down at you. You didn’t notice him as you frantically rubbed your face, trying to wipe away the lingering reminders of what you had just experienced.

Before anyone had a chance to break the silence, the sudden sound of a loud buzzer made you flinch. The lights turned on, and masked guards entered the room with their guns tightly grasped. As soon as they appeared, Everyone abruptly stood up, backing away in fear with each step they took.

“Congratulations on completing the first game. Here are the results of the first game.” The square-masked guard lifted his head, directing everyone's attention to the screen above the doors. It displayed the number 456, which then dropped dramatically to 201.

“Out of 456 players, 255 players have been eliminated. 201 players have completed the first game.”

A total of 255 innocent lives were lost, all of the bloodshed due to the senseless violence over a game.

The players gasped in terror and muttered amongst themselves in panic until an older woman with the number 212 on her back started kneeling in the open space, causing you to turn your head.

“Sir! Forgive me. I'll pay you back at all costs. Please, sir. I have a child, I haven't even named my baby yet, so I couldn't register the baby's birth. Please let me leave!”

As she pleaded for her life in desperation, more players soon followed her lead, promising to find a way to pay off their debts. You looked at the chaos around you, feeling exhausted, and tears threatened to spill from your eyes.

“There seems to be a misunderstanding,” the guard interrupted. “We are not here to harm you or collect your debts. Let me remind you that we are presenting you with an opportunity.”

“An opportunity?” another player cried. “You make us play a children's game and then kill us. How is this an opportunity? We may be in debt, but that doesn't mean we deserve to die!”

“This is just a game,” The response sent a shiver through your spine. “They were simply eliminated for breaking the rules of the game. As long as you follow the rules you will safely exit this place with the promised prize money.”

“Prize money or no prize money, I don't care. Just let us out please.” Another player begged as the rest followed and preserved, arguing and defending their rights to leave, but the guards would not budge.

“Clause one of the consent form: A player is not allowed to voluntarily quit the games.”

The players began shouting at the guards, their voices overlapping as they claimed that the police would be able to track their location and save them. Suddenly, a deafening gunshot rang out, silencing everyone and causing them to cover their heads and shrink to the ground. Your heart raced, and you gasped as you knelt on the floor. Deok-su moved closer to shield you, and you grasped his jacket tightly.

“Clause two of the consent form: A player who refuses to play will be eliminated.”

“Clause three of the consent form,” Player 218 interrupted the guard. It was the man who had spoken up earlier before the players' debts were revealed. “The games may be terminated upon a majority vote. Is that correct?”

There was a hint of hesitation from the guard before he answered. “That is correct.”

“Then let us take a vote,” Player 218 demanded. “If the majority wishes to quit, you must let us go.” A tense silence filled the room before there was a response.

“As you wish, we will take a vote on whether or not to terminate the games. But before we vote, we will reveal the prize amount from the first game.” The guard lifted the control, and the empty piggy bank descended. As the lights dimmed, the reflecting light brightened the room, and it started to fill up with golden bills.

The entire dormitory fell into a trance, captivated by their desperate need for money. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see Deok-su lazily pushing a man aside, his eyes gleaming as he tried to get a closer look. Your eyes lit up at the money you longed for, just out of reach in that glass. You hesitated but eventually forced yourself to turn away slightly.

“The number of players eliminated in the first game, 225. Allocated prize money for each player, 100 million won. Therefore, a current total of 25.5 billion won has been accumulated into the piggy bank. If you quit the games now, the 25.5 billion won will be sent to the families of the eliminated players, 100 million won each. However, all of you will return home empty-handed.”

“Excuse me.” You raised your hand slowly, the guards turned to face you, and the entire room mirrored their actions immediately. You took a shaky breath and cleared your throat. “If we make it through all six games, how much do we get?”

“There are 456 players, which means the total prize is 45.6 billion won.” The amount took you by surprise; it was life-changing. You began to wrestle with your thoughts. You couldn't return to a life of misery and debt without something in hand. Yet, you also yearned to live. “We will begin the vote.”

A podium was set up in the center of the room, and the players were instructed to line up on the right side, separated from the left by a white line. The guards then stepped back into position to announce the rules.

“You can see two buttons in front of you. If you wish the continue, press the green button with an O. If you wish to cease, press the red button with an X. Once you finish voting, move to the other side of the white line. The vote will be held in reverse of the number on your chests. Player 456, please cast your vote.”

The player stepped up to the podium and, with no hesitation, he slammed his palm down on the red button, eager to leave. As the voting progressed, you glanced up at the screen and noticed that the numbers were closely tied each time a new person took their turn at the front.

“Player 105.” Your number was called as you stepped forward, feeling the weight of the desperate stares from the other players as if they were trying to look into your mind. Your gaze flickered to the two buttons on display, the awkward tension in the room making you uneasy. You took a deep breath, the knot in your throat tightening as your eyes drifted up to the money that seemed to mock you. In that tense moment, you weighed your options and finally made your choice.

You pressed the green button.

“Have you all gone insane?” A player interrupted as you turned to walk to the other side of the line, “You want this madness to continue?”

“What happens if we leave?” you asked. “Is anything different out there? It’s hell out there, too. We would still be living a life of fear and uncertainty, no matter where we are!”

“She's right!” Player 322 agreed. “If we stop now, we're only doing the dead ones a favour. We're the ones who won, that makes no sense!”

The players started arguing heatedly until a guard approached and aimed their gun at the last speaker. “We will no longer condone any acts that impede this democratic process.” The square-masked guard demanded. “Now, let us resume the voting.”

As the voting proceeded, you watched the remaining players cast their votes one by one. When Deok-su's number was called, He quickly punched the red button without hesitation. and you couldn't blame him for that. Afterward, he walked away from the podium and positioned himself behind you. After what felt like an eternity, the votes were finally tallied, and the total was tied at 100.

“Now, this is the last voter.” The guard announced, “Player 001.” The whole dormitory turned their heads to face him; it was the older man who seemed to be enjoying himself during the recent bloodbath of a game. He carefully approached the podium, and after a long, intense pause, he pressed the red button.

Half of the players erupted in cheers of relief at their departure, while the other half let out disappointed sighs. You stared at the ground, unsure of how to feel in that moment. Although you couldn't be sad about leaving alive, you were still overwhelmed by fear and worry about how you would manage with nothing waiting for you out there.

“The majority has voted to terminate the games. And so, the games are now terminated.”

A disagreement erupted once again among the players who wanted to continue. You had little strength to join in; the minor scene you had caused earlier while voting had already made your hands shake uncontrollably.

“We also find it a pity to say goodbye so soon. But we will not completely shut this door of opportunity.” The square-masked guard elaborated, “If the majority of you wish to participate again, we will resume the games. Goodbye, then.”

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You winced in surprise as you landed face-first on the cold, hard concrete floor after being forcefully shoved out of the silver van, which then drove off immediately. You had been stripped of your clothing only left in your underwear and your hands and feet were tied together with restraints. With a blindfold covering your sight, you struggled to free yourself with great difficulty.

You heard someone hit the ground beside you. The sound was as clear as day, and your head quickly turned at the grunt that escaped the person's lips. You did your best to peek from beneath the tight covering to see what was happening, but you couldn't make anything out.

“Hello!” you called out desperately. “Could you untie me please?”

You heard movement until you felt your blindfold being quickly removed from your face. You looked up to see Player 456, the first voter. He had somehow freed himself from his restraints and was already rushing to your aid. He leaned down and started working on untying the binds. Finally freed from the rope, you quickly began working on your ankles as he turned to gather both of your clothing that had been tossed aside. Now that you were fully untied, you promptly slipped into the clothes he had passed over too you.

You looked around and realised that you were in the middle of Seoul. Both of you had been thrown into the middle of the road, and it seemed to be early morning as the sun had not yet risen. Finally, you turned to face the man who had helped you.

“Thank you, Sir...”

“Seong Gi-hun!” he exclaimed as he stepped forward to shake your hand. The traumatic couple of hours you had endured nearly faded from your mind in the presence of his bright energy. He was tall and lean, with fluffy hair, and his cheeks highlighted his awkward smile as you introduced yourself, gently gripping his outstretched hand.

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It had gotten late; the day had flown by, and night had fallen as Deok-su stood in the pouring rain, waiting for his underling to arrive. As he smoked the cigarette he had just sparked, he began to reflect on what he had just been through, but more importantly, on the person he had met— You. Y/n. The woman he called Dollface. He couldn't get you out of his mind.

“Boss!” He snapped out of his trance and finally saw the man he had been expecting.

“Why are you so late?”

“I was about to leave,” his lackey explained, “But the drunks at my bar got into a fight. You know what it's like. All kinds of losers swarm in on Friday nights to party.”

"Where’s the money?" he asked, getting straight to the point.

The man next to him reached into his coat pocket and, on cue, pulled out an envelope, handing it to his boss. “This is everything I could gather on short notice. I can collect more for you after the weekend. Anyway...” He changed the subject. “I heard our big boss sent everyone out to Incheon and Ilsan to look for you. Where have you been hiding?”

“I can't discuss that here,” Deok-su muttered. “Did you drive here?” After receiving a quick nod in response, he grabbed the man's shoulder, and they walked briskly to the parked vehicle. They had driven to the top of a bridge, out of the way, so they could talk in private.

“So this is the invitation for the 'Red Light, Green Light' thing?” The man beside him, now holding the card, examined it wearily.

“That's right, they sent it to me. It looks like they're about to go again. So gather as many boys as you can by Tuesday, and get a few guns too,” he ordered.

“Guns…?”

“They carry guns. But only one guy comes for the pick-up. We'll beat up that masked guy and break into their safe.”

“I mean, even if everything you said is true...” The lackey hesitated.

“You little bastard,” Deok-su glared, sending daggers at him. If only he knew. “What do you mean, even if it's not true? It is true.”

“Sorry boss...”

“Those bastards keep tens of billions of won in a huge piggy bank.” he continued. “If we manage to get them good, we won't have to deal with drunks at bars to make a living anymore.”

“But, boss... All the boys think you went AWOL because of the money issues with the big boss. The rumour's all over Incheon. I can't really convince anyone right now.”

“Look, you son of a bitch. I'm gonna rob them good and pay that all back.”

“Boss?…” The tension had started to grow cold. “How much did you lose at the casino in the Philippines?”

“How did you know about that?…”

“Boss, you should've known when to stop...”

“Have you gone nuts, you bastard?”

“Hey, Deok-su”

“Deok-su?…”

His lackey started to laugh and pointed out the window. They both saw a group of men approaching, each of them holding various weapons.

“Those casino operators from the Phillippines came all the way here to take your liver, kidney, and your eyes for the money you owe.”

His underling had sold him out.

“Your fucked, you dumbass…”

As soon as his traitor attempted to escape from the car, Deok-su pulled out a knife and pierced it through his leg, making him yell out in pain and fall from the open door. It didn't stop there. He took out the knife again and acted quickly, stabbing the man over and over until he was lying on the cold ground. Dead.

He stood up to catch his breath, blood from his victim staining his face and trickling down his neck. The men who had been sent walked closer to him, their weapons dragging across the floor, trying to create a sense of fear.

“Hey! Welcome to Korea!” Deok-su turned to acknowledge them. He laughed, his expression darkened, but the grin remained. “I killed Deok-su, okay? Come on. Come at me, you bastards!”

As the men tried to catch him, he quickly swerved away and dashed across the road. He reached the edge of the bridge, and without hesitation, he made the dangerous leap into the waters below.

He knew that he had no choice, but to return to the games.

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You knew you had no choice, but to return to the games.

After you and Gi-hun parted ways, you knew that you had formed an alliance, perhaps even a friendship. He had made sure you were alright and checked to see if you were in any danger or hurt. He even invited you to grab a drink together, and after the nightmare you had both endured, you accepted.

That had led to both of you sitting in the rain outside a small convenience store in the neighborhood, sharing a bottle of soju, which was all the two of you could afford. As you engaged in small talk, you unexpectedly bumped into another person who had been at the games — it was the older man, Player 001.

Gi-hun invited him to sit, and he told both of you that he had decided to return and rejoin the games. The younger man sitting across from him was entirely against it, but you understood his reasons. And as if the older man could read your mind at that moment, he turned to look at you.

“Now that I'm back out, I realized what you said was true, Miss, It's a worse hell out there.”

The three of you eventually parted ways, and you made the long, miserable walk back to your apartment— the apartment for which you were falling behind on rent. How could you continue with debts piling up and having no money to get by? You blamed your ex, the man who had put you in this situation in the first place.

As you finally escaped the rain, unlocked the door, and stepped inside, you noticed something had been placed on the floor beneath you. You stared at it momentarily, hoping it would be anything other than what you had feared. Eventually, you bent down and picked it up.

The card.

Unfortunately, this was what had led you to this moment, waiting nervously on the same empty street for the familiar silver van to arrive and take you back to hell.

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a/n: Another chapter is complete. As you can see, I have not altered Deok-su's character too much; he will still have his moments of anger and roughness. However, I will not be including any violence against women, as shown in the series. You won't find anything like that written here ever. To anyone reading, I hope you are enjoying this fic. 𐙚⋆°🦢.⋆ᥫ᭡

[batosha]

Damn Gihun where is your friends..........

[breadandlottery]

[snickerdoodlebaby]

Deok-su NSFW Headcanons

Warnings: NSFW!, he’s so daddy, age-gap, Deoksu is kinda misogynistic like in the show

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Things I just know this man likes…

Choking, spitting, hair pulling, you sucking on his fingers, fingering you

Calling him daddy. Maybe he berates you for something, like “Nice going back there. Next time stay in the back where the rest of the bitches are.” and you say “Yes daddy.” quietly, looking up into his eyes and then walking away. His eyes follow you as you walk away, chewing on the nickname and his ego swelling in his chest. He watches your ass as your hips sway from side to side, as did his goons. A young supple soft-looking girl just referred to him as daddy, in front of everyone in earshot. He was going to take it as what it looked like, and decided he would search for your face among the beds that night. He needed to know where your bed was.

Deok su picking you up like you weigh NOTHING, this man is strong

The other players who have observed you two during the games notice a bond forming between you and Deok su. Something of a father-daughter relationship, most people assumed.

Saying sorry to him over and over, sorry daddy I’m sorry daddy sorry

Referring to him by his name, and he’s like “Deok-su?” And questions it with a expecting look at you and you knows he’s mad, and you feel so bad, apologizing and calling him what he should be called—daddy—and sucking his dick later on your knees in the bathroom as apology. “What is my name?” “It’s daddy. It’s daddy, I’m sorry dadd-aaughmmfgh” your eyes water and his dick reaches the back or your throat and a waterfall of watery drool runs down your chin. He’s smirking crookedly down at you with a big hand on your hair.

Deok su fucking you against a wall and squeezing your cheeks together and slapping your face talking right into your ear telling you to be quiet, choking you calling you a bitch

Flashing Deok su when you catch a brief moment alone together. Maybe you’re the first two to finish a game and you are waiting in the main room. And he eyes you from across the floor and smirks like he’s surprised you stayed alive, and you notice no one else is there yet, so you take the opportunity to flash your tits at him. The double take and then the blatant stare was priceless. You let your shirt drop as quickly as you lifted it when the voice of another person sounded nearby.

Having a crush on Deok su immediately once entering the games. When he fought that random girl you got wet and felt guilty about it the entire next day when everyone was sent home. But you also couldn’t stop thinking about his hands on you, the way he was so brutal and how hot he looked while doing it. You were euphoric when you saw him standing there, middle of the floor with his big arms crossed across his chest when you returned the following day. You’d do anything to have him slap you, god. You needed to hide your desperation for him because it could be a sign of weakness.

You kind of wanted to get on his bad side sometimes. You hoped and fantasized that he would pin you against a wall and talk down to you, maybe even choke you if he was pissed enough. Your thighs clenched at the thought.

You just know he knows how to fuck a girl properly, unlike your experience with a lot of guys your age.

Someone that looked old enough to be your dad, holding you close, touching you, attracted a lot of attention. Your soft round face made you look even younger, people passing by assuming a father-daughter relationship, shocked when they saw you later sitting on Deok-su’s lap as he fondled your tits in his hands.

Deok su was proud to claim the sweet young innocent-looking girl and corrupt you and pull your long hair. It was like you were a big prize, a swell to his already huge ego.

Hates your attitude and threatens to teach you a lesson often. “Hate that fucking attitude of yours.”

Holds you down on his cock during a blowjob. Grips your hair in his fist and forces your head up and down on him. You’re choking, crying, slobbering, spitty and gagging as he assaults your throat relentlessly.

“Ahh, harder daddy—” You whimper. “Is this hard enough for you?” He responds.

[itsshawtyfellas]

Hear me out: squid game edition

I've seen on tik tok and pinterest a lot of people saying 'hear me out' on the finest man of the entire south Korea which makes me believe this 'hear me out' has lost its meaning, so I'm gonna do a list full of my favorite underrated characters of squid game that no one talks about enough.

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N°6: That one math teacher from s1.

This man absolutely slayed his minutes of screen time and we have to admit he was smart as hell but unfortunately he was gone too soon (if he looked at me like that he would die looking a slurped caprisun)

N°5: The square masked officer

He was given 2 minutes of screen time and he served and ate. I don't know if this if just me but I hope he makes a bigger appearance in the third season because I feel like he has some potential (help me lord he's fine as hell)

N°4: Park Gyeong-Seok

Let's be real here, he did soooo good on episode 7, he literally went off and acted like he was in call of duty or something. He's honestly a great character and I got so sad they killed him because I want him to go back to his daughter (MY SHAYLA) but I also have a theory that N°11 (No-eul) was the one who went to shoot him but didn't actually kill him, this since we didn't see him die (he's so pookie I want him in my bed)

N°3: Choi Woo-Seok

My baby did nothing but serve face for the entirety of s2 (LMAO) but I honestly love him so much, he's such a cool and funny character, although i found slightly annoying how much trust he put onto captain Park but i can't blame him since Jun-ho also believes him but I hope they get to find that island in s3. (That fuckass chain of his makes him finer oof)

N°2: Deok-Su

BEFORE YOU COME AT ME LISTENNNN, OKAY? We can't lie and say he was the worst character because he WASN'T. Was he fucked in the head? Yes. Would he slay if he was alive during s2? Absolutely. This mf went INSANE during the bathroom fight and during lights out and although he wasn't the best with the brains, he definitely was one hell of a fighter. I don't think anyone in s2 would stand a chance if he was still alive (he's pretty fucking hot too I'd honestly let him destroy my insides)

N°1: Seong Gi-Hun

How tf is he the MAIN CHARACTER but also underrated??? He's quite literally one of the best characters in the entire show but I'm so disappointed at how much trust he puts on people (frontman) but that only shows how much kindness he has in heart, I mean, after watching over 600 people die, losing both his best friends (RIP MY SHAYLAS) and also losing contact with his daughter??? This man deserves the best therapist in the world. I also will NEVER forgive Netflix for cutting off his fluffy hair and for taking away his smile. (He's so pookie and this pic is making me feral I want him to look at me like that when he sees me laying naked on the table as he waits for dinner)

Anyway, this was a brief opinion on these characters and I know there's so much more I could say but I feel lazy and I can't remember half of the events of s1 but feel free to share your thoughts!! Like, repost and comment if you can I love you babes🫶🏽

[mymurderboisreanimated]

I love how the Squid Game fandom made the freaking BATHROOM of all places as a legitimate romantic destination for couples. Though a very specific breed of couples that are of trashy persuasion.

[hystericamnesia]

The octopus challenges

[lualuadraw]

miss these freaks tbh.....

[ourwhisperingtorment]

[squid-gangster]

oh fuck yeah this lady snuck in some cigarettes lets fucking go

[mysatnin]

My Squid Game S1 Favourites.

[deok-su]

"Gi-hun's plot armor is ridiculous'

Deok-su changing the marble game because he threw a tantrum:

[the-scary-1]

Guys hear me out we fuse squid games season 1 and 2 into one squid game like Ali sangwoo sae byeok the gang they're all back and the guys from season 2 are there too we got thanos Jang deok su and mi nyeo they are all here and we play the games from season 1 AND season 2 we have the voting system of season 2 we have over 2000 players this time and there's explosions and Mr Beast is there he does 2 lines of coke before every episode for good measure and the guards are like 2 ft tall

[billynoelan]

I love them so much

[kalpeavaris]

Mi-nyeo they could never make me hate you </3 Started Squid Game over the weekend and uh.... yeah ep7 left me in shambles LMAOO

as flawed as her character was she's just so interesting man. Is she fucked up? oh yeah, lol. Not a good person either. But that makes her so interesting to me, idk, I love a good morally grey character you can both despise for their actions & appreciate.

watching her and Deok Su was just an interesting study of characters- and she deserved what she did in the end, lol

also since I refuse to draw humans like 90% of the time I just made them fursonas, mi-nyeo's a hyena and deok su a water buffalo because it oddly fit him :]