#Korea game

[monneyvtuber]

《Master Of Love / 愛情大師》 實況連結 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xswlh2A2M_Y

[dropthedemiurge]

I drew memeable Olympics 2024 medalists for fun :D

Imagine if these two were in one movie-

[slushnubwrites]

Kang Dae Ho/Player 388 SMUT

He’s so fine I had to

NSFW: Smut/Sexual Content, Mommy Kink, “Good boy”, Bondage Kinda

This is really short sorry

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“y/n pl-please” Dae Ho’s whimpers filled the room accompanied by the noise of your ass slapping on his thighs as you bounced on his dick. “No baby you can take it” you softly demanded him only going faster.

He attempted to pull his arms out of the rope only causing his biceps to flex. “Please m-mommy” immediately embarrassment flushed on his face at his words. “Oh baby i’m your mommy”? you teased him slowing down your pace.

He whimpered at your mock looking away, “Look at me” you grip his jaw forcing his eyes to meet yours as you speed up again making his dick go deeper with every bounce. You pull him in kissing him roughly.

He softly groaned at your speed through the kiss still ashamed of his earlier words. You pull away to look at him “answer me” you ordered tightening the grip on his chin. “Y-yes you’re my mommy” at his own words you felt his dick twitch inside you ready for another release.

“Then be a good boy and cum inside me, again” he nods at your words in obedience. His whiny eyes watched you speed up in awe. His dick twitched at how good your pussy clenched on him. He moaned throwing his head back at the overstimulation.

He had already came inside you five times but he looked so fucked out and submissive you needed more. He started to whimper your name thrusting up into your wet pussy. “Be a good boy and cum for me” you grip his neck making him look at you as he struggled to whimper through your choking.

With a few more twitching thrusts he pathetically moans letting his cum fill and mix with yours. He had a teary eyed look and whined as you bounced a few more times on his sensitive dick letting his cum drip out of you gliding all the way down to his balls.

“I’ll let you go now baby, your wrist must be tired” you cooed caressing his cheek.

[madame-helen]

[connorsui]

Gimmie five minutes and a hair tie

Lowkey I would let him grab my hair to push my head down even further...

[extinctlesspains]

Can i req se-mi fics? One particular one that i've been stuck with is instead of gyeong su, thanos and namgyu already recruited se-mi and min-su and hey need one more player and thats reader? Later on reader will help se-mi live etc etc,, idk if this is possible but if you can make it i'd love it!! Btw i love your sae-byeok fics, they make me twinkle my toes and twirl my hair😍

A/n: lol I'm glad my fics make you do that 😭 I hope you enjoy this one! 😘

𝑊𝑒'𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑇𝑒𝑎𝑚 [𝑆𝑒-𝑀𝑖]

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ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇs ᴏʀ ɴᴏ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: sᴇ-ᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ғʟᴜғғ, ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ.

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴏɪɴ sᴇ-ᴍɪ's ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇs, sᴜʀᴠɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴇᴀᴍᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ. ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴏᴛɪᴄ ғɪɢʜᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ sᴀᴠᴇ sᴇ-ᴍɪ ғʀᴏᴍ ɴᴀᴍɢʏᴜ’s ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ, sᴏʟɪᴅɪғʏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ғɪɢʜᴛ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs.

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ, ɢᴀᴍᴇs.

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Life had hit its lowest point when the card arrived. The ominous pink envelope bearing three shapes promised salvation—or doom. You knew it was a mistake to follow the masked soldiers, but desperation led you to the dormitory filled with hundreds of others in green tracksuits.

Your number was #457, and survival was your only goal.

Among the chaos, Se-mi and her team stood out. The cold, calculating woman approached you with a sharp gaze that seemed to see right through you.

“We need one more,” she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. Beside her, Namgyu smirked, while Thanos and Min-su remained silent but intimidating.

“Why me?” you asked.

“You look like you can handle yourself,” Se-mi replied simply. “And we don’t have time for second-guessing. Are you in or not?”

You nodded, sealing your fate.

The haunting tune of the giant doll's voice echoed in your ears.

"Red light..."

You froze mid-step, every muscle locked in place. A man near you stumbled, his body crumpling to the ground as the sound of a gunshot filled the air.

"Green light..."

You ran in short bursts, your breath coming in gasps. Se-mi moved like a predator, her steps calculated and fluid. Behind her, Namgyu and Thanos stayed close, their expressions hard and determined.

Min-su faltered at one point, but you grabbed his arm, steadying him. “Keep moving,” you hissed.

When the timer hit zero, you collapsed onto the dirt, alive but shaken.

“You did good,” Se-mi said, crouching beside you. Her approval felt like a small victory.

The second game was pure chaos: an obstacle course with mini games designed to test coordination, skill, and endurance. Your team of five was bound together by ropes, forcing you to move as a single unit.

“Focus,” Thanos growled as the first mini game, ddakji, began.

Walking with four other people and playing games, was agonizing, the ropes tugging and pulling at awkward angles. Thanos took the lead, his commands sharp and unyielding.

The flying stone came next, with Min-su playing. The games went on until...The final game, Jegi. Every game was a gamble, the ropes threatening to drag you onto the floor and preventing you from going any further.

Nam-gyu slipped, nearly pulling the team down, but Se-mi's and Thanos' grip was iron-strong as they yanked him back.

When you finally crossed the finish line, exhaustion hit like a wave, but relief quickly followed.

“You’re tougher than you look,” Namgyu said, offering you a rare grin.

The announcement of the third game sent the room into a frenzy. Players were given seconds to form groups into the number that would be announced. Anyone left out would be eliminated. "Three." The voice announced.

“Stay together,” Se-mi ordered.

Splitting up briefly, you found a timid man looking lost amidst the chaos. You brought him back to a room just in time.

The masked soldiers marched in, shooting away the stragglers. Their screams were a grim reminder of what failure meant.

“Well done,” Se-mi said, her rare smile making the moment feel less dire.

After only three games, the main area went to hell.

The dormitory became a battlefield. Makeshift weapons were wielded with brutal efficiency as alliances dissolved and chaos reigned.

Namgyu’s betrayal was sudden but not entirely unexpected. He cornered Se-mi, his eyes dark with desperation.

“You think you can escape this place so easily?” he snarled. He was referring to Se-Mi switching to the X side.

Se-mi fought back fiercely, but Namgyu’s strength overwhelmed her. You saw it happen from across the room and didn’t hesitate. Grabbing a metal rod, you charged at him.

“Get away from her!” you screamed, swinging with all your might.

The impact knocked Namgyu to the ground, dazed but not unconscious. Se-mi staggered to her feet, blood trickling from her temple.

“Thanks,” she muttered, her voice shaky.

“We’re not done yet,” you replied, pulling her up.

Together, you faced the oncoming threats, fighting side by side. Se-mi’s quick thinking and your unrelenting determination made you an unstoppable pair.

When the soldiers finally in, the surviving players collapsed in exhaustion. The room was eerily silent, save for the gasps of those who’d made it through.

Weeks after the games ended, you and Se-mi sat on a quiet beach, the sound of waves crashing against the shore. The prize money had changed everything, but the scars of what you endured lingered.

“Why did you save me?” Se-mi asked, her gaze fixed on the horizon. It was an odd question. The game ended weeks ago, so why was she bringing it up now?

“Because we’re a team,” you replied. “And because I couldn’t let you go.”

Se-mi didn’t respond, but the faint smile on her lips said more than words ever could.

You survived together, and that was enough.

[aphrmoosun]

Squid Game S2

[mysharona1987]

[kaipanzero]

Squid Game season 2

오징어게임 시즌2 (2024)

[httpdramas]

Squid Game 2 (2024)

[gerryb23]

the frontMAN

[chhagiya]

Ok, hear me out … a series or movie similar to Agatha Christie’s Murder on the Orient Express but the characters are…..

What do you guys think ? Anyone else should be added ? Let me know, he he 😏😏

[irl-loading-screens]

Well that's not good

[extinctlesspains]

Hey, I was wondering if u could do a fic of sae byeok coming home drunk and having an argument with the reader. It ends up turning into a heated make-out session

𝐷𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 [𝐾. 𝑆𝑎𝑒-𝐵𝑦𝑒𝑜𝑘]

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ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇs ᴏʀ ɴᴏ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴋᴀɴɢ sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: sᴜɢɢᴇsᴛɪᴠᴇ, ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ.

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: sᴀᴇ-ʙʏᴇᴏᴋ ᴄᴏᴍᴇs ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴀsʜᴇs ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ғᴇᴀʀ ᴏғ ʟᴏsɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀʀɢᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴜʀɴs ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ-ᴏᴜᴛ sᴇssɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ sʜᴇ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴄᴏɴғᴇssᴇs ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴀʀs. ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀssᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ғɪɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ғᴀᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇs ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ.

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴋɪssɪɴɢ, ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ, ᴀʀɢᴜɪɴɢ.

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The front door slammed shut, rattling the frame with a force that made you jump. Your heart leapt into your throat as you threw down the blanket you’d been curled up under on the couch. The clock on the wall read 1:37 AM. Sae-byeok was late—far later than she’d promised—and now she was home, and clearly not in a good mood.

Her staggered footsteps were heavy, almost echoing in the quiet apartment. She was struggling with her shoes, muttering under her breath as she leaned against the wall for support.

“Sae?” you called hesitantly, stepping into the hallway.

She didn’t respond. Her dark hair hung messily around her face, strands plastered to her forehead as she finally kicked her boots off with a loud thud. The sour scent of alcohol hit you like a wave, mingling with the faint chill of the winter air clinging to her clothes.

“You’ve been drinking,” you said, your voice tighter than you intended.

Sae-byeok scoffed, swaying slightly as she turned to face you. “So what?”

“So what?” you echoed, disbelief threading through your tone. “You said you’d be home hours ago! I’ve been sitting here worried sick, and you’re out getting drunk?”

Her eyes narrowed, the dull haze of alcohol doing little to dull her sharp glare. “I don’t need a babysitter,” she snapped, slurring slightly. “I can take care of myself.”

You folded your arms, trying to ground yourself. “Clearly not if you’re stumbling in at this hour, reeking of soju.”

Her lips curled into a humorless smile. “Oh, I’m sorry. Didn’t realize I needed your permission to live my life.”

The venom in her voice stung more than you wanted to admit. “That’s not what this is about, and you know it.”

“Then what is it about, huh?” Sae-byeok demanded, stepping closer. “What? You think I’m some kind of project for you to fix? Some broken little girl who needs saving?”

Your breath hitched, anger flaring in your chest. “Don’t you dare twist this around on me. I care about you, Sae. You don’t get to make me feel guilty for that.”

Her laughter was bitter, a sharp contrast to the quiet vulnerability you were used to seeing in her. “Maybe you shouldn’t. Maybe you’re wasting your time.”

The words hung between you like a challenge, daring you to respond. But instead of backing down, you stepped forward, closing the gap between you until you could see the flicker of doubt in her dark eyes.

“You don’t get to decide how I feel,” you said firmly, your voice trembling only slightly. “And I’m not going to stand here and let you push me away just because you’re scared.”

Her jaw clenched, her gaze darting away from yours for a split second before locking back on you. The tension was unbearable, thick and suffocating, until finally, it snapped.

Before you could react, her lips crashed against yours. It wasn’t gentle or tentative—it was desperate, almost angry, as if she was trying to convey everything she couldn’t say. You stumbled back against the wall, her hands gripping your waist to steady you as she kissed you with a fervor that left you breathless.

The taste of alcohol lingered on her lips, but it was overpowered by the raw emotion pouring out of her. Her hands slid up to cup your face, her fingers trembling slightly against your skin.

“Sae,” you murmured between kisses, trying to catch your breath.

“Shut up,” she muttered against your lips, her voice low and desperate.

Her words sent a shiver down your spine as her hands roamed your sides, pulling you impossibly closer. You tangled your fingers in her hair, tugging slightly to ground yourself in the whirlwind of emotions.

The world around you blurred, the only thing anchoring you was Sae-byeok-her lips, her touch, the heat radiating from her body as she pressed against you. Each kiss was a collision of passion and frustration, her desperation mirrored in the way her hands roamed your body.

You finally pulled away for air, your chest heaving as you looked up at her. Her forehead rested against yours, and for a moment, neither of you spoke. Her eyes, glossy from both alcohol and unspoken emotions, bore into yours.

"Sae," you whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her flushed face "What's going on? This isn't you."

Her breath hitched, and for a second, you saw the cracks in her armor-the vulnerability she worked so hard to hide. "I don't know," she admitted softly, her voice barely audible. "I just... couldn't stop thinking about everything. About you. About...us."

Her words sent a pang through your heart. "Then why didn't you come home? Why did you go out and drink instead of talking to me?"

She closed her eyes, her grip on your waist tightening as if afraid you'd slip away. "Because I'm scared okay?" she said, her voice breaking "Scared of what this means. Scared of losing you."

You cupped her face, forcing her to look at you. "You're not going to lose me, Sae. But you can't keep running away from me when things get hard. I'm here-for all of it. The good, the bad, and the ugly. But you have to let me in."

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she quickly blinked them away, shaking her head as if trying to pull herself together. "I don't deserve you, she muttered, her voice laced with self-loathing.

"Yes, you do," you said firmly. "You deserve to be loved, Sae. Even when you're scared. Even when you're a mess."

For a long moment, she didn't say anything. Then, without warning, she leaned in and kissed you again-this time slower, softer, as if trying to convey everything she couldn't put into words. Her hands slid up to cradle your face, her thumbs gently brushing your cheeks as she poured her heart into the kiss.

When she finally pulled away, her forehead rested against yours once more. "I'm sorry," she whispered, her voice trembling. "For being an idiot For shutting you out. For everything."

You smiled softly, brushing your thumb over her cheek. "You're forgiven. But next time, just talk to me, okay? No more shutting me out."

She nodded, her lips curving into the faintest smile. "Okay." She captured your lips in another heated kiss, pushing you onto the couch. "Let me show you how much I appreciate you..." She mumbled into the kiss.

You collided with the pouch pillow, Sae-Byeok getting on top of you. You smiled faintly as Sae-Byeok made her kisses down to your neck. Now you did feel really loved.

[aphrmoosun]

[catarufermecat]

relationship goals: have my partner look at me the way In-ho looks at Gi-hun