#Pink Guards

[beartitled]

[matchesarelit]

Imagine If You Will...

Acting as the Frontman's PA, and having the Guard harem wrapped around your finger.

This part is:

PA Announcer

Musical Fan!reader

This will be a choose your adventure kind of thing where there will be multiple with jobs/specialties/interactions.

a/n: Hope you like Mamma Mia xoxo

Please don't hesitate to request!!

Walking a few steps behind the Frontman, peering through your silver mask and analysing the clipboard in your hands you updated your boss on the status of everything being prepared for the games.

Based on the grunts and scoffs he let out you crossed out and marked different items on the list. For a man of little words, he sure was good at communicating. After the large doors to the hall closed, you looked first to your boss then to the militia-like staff.

Handing over the checklist to the closest square, you nodded to your boss and turned to leave.

“Squares 1 through 16, Your men will be painting the halls. Squares 18 through 21, Your men will construct the bridge. Squares 22 and 23..." As you approached your office the front man's voice faded away.

There was a surprising amount of paper work for a company that strived to leave no traceable evidence, you supposed they needed to be completely aware of the crimes that the company had committed as to better cover their tracks. That being said, you would swear that the pile had grown since before breakfast.

So sitting down in your little office you pulled off your mask and began to sort through the first few files. After certain issues and unauthorised branches sprung up in the command structure of the previous year's games, you been given the tedious task of vetting all potential contestants.

The main rules were; no one with medical training, we cant have another spout of organ harvesting, no one with knowledge that could reduce or alter the difficulty of the games, aka no more glass guys, and so on and so forth for what seemed to be an unending and ever growing pile of filters.

You'd made it through half of the pile, removing a few of the contestants for their quote unquote leadership qualities, when an alarm chimed from your phone. Tugging forward the microphone you grabbed the notes from today's agenda, before crackling the speakers to life with the press of a button.

'It is now midday. Lunch will be available to grab under the sun for the next 90 minutes. Today's music choice is... mine and will be the entire Mamma Mia musical soundtrack followed by twenty minutes of me replaying my favourite songs.'

Pressing play on the album and turning off the microphone you opted to return to your work for the time being, only now there was the occasional humming along.

When a tapping came from your window you finally stopped, slipping your silvery mask back into place and tugging back the unnecessarily extravagant curtain you observed a single circle giving you a thumbs up.

Waving to him you stepped closer and peered to the side, down the hall stood a group grooving, and as you pressed your ear to the glass you could hear their voices singing along.

Sneaking your secure and very dumb brick of a phone out of your pocket you started to record, before noticing the circle was now waving for you to join them.

Deciding... screw it you leaned your phone against the sill and slipped out of the office to join the gaggle of guards. Only then did you notice just how loud the PA system was set to as the concrete under your feet vibrated with the music.

Dancing and singing along, the group seemed to grow as the album played on... until your boss' brash tone cracked over the system;

'Okay that's enough, go get your food.'

Oh yeah... lunch.

[gs29]

Squid Game Master list

Gong yoo

Silent Love

The Family Meeting

Behind the Mask

The Tiny Frontman

The Salesman's Heart

A Little Jealous

Missing Baby

The First Step

The Dance of the Baby

A Lovely Morning

Ddakji, Giggles, and Family

The Shirt That Stopped Him

Red Light, Green Light: Baby Edition

Hwang Jun ho

Jun Ho's Morning: Love, Laughter, and a Little Shirt Thief

A Surprising Reunion

The First Kick

A Day in the Life

Mama’s Boy: Jun Ho’s Jealous Moment

Hwang In-ho

Guards

The Secret Between Us

Behind the Mask: A Family's Promise Master list

A New Role

[tomboxed]

SQUID GAME ART ATTACK RAGHHHHH

[lavenders388]

i've been hooked on squid games recently, could you possibly do one of the guards or the frontman protecting the reader from dying in a game?? bonus points if the reader gets hurt. please and thank you!! no pressure at all ofc! good luck with college!!

~One Lucky Day~

˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚ Pink Soldier x Reader

requested 💌

a/n: sorry for being super slow writing its for the silliest reason ever! my hard gel nails are grown the fuck out and its SO hard to type expect like one million fics in a row when i get these mf knives taken off of my fingers here in a few days!!! as always thank you for all the support!!!<3 -matcha

˚⋆𐙚｡ 𖦹.ᡣ𐭩˚ As you were led through the sickeningly colorful halls- an almost disrespectful contrast to the dark place you found yourself in, your mind raced uncontrollably about what the next game would be. You worried, like everyone else, about whether you would be able to survive and move forward. you looked around as you climbed the pink staircase. noticing how many men there were compared to women. your stomach began to turn thinking about how difficult it would be to compete against those who appeared to be much stronger than you. you tried to calm yourself; thinking about how during the previous game you had an advantage by being able to stop easily and stay balanced. you hoped that in this game strength wouldn't be much of a factor.

as you entered the game hall, your mind began to race a little less. "this doesn't look like it'll be too bad for me." you thought, noticing that there wasn't a whole lot that the set gave away; just two rainbow circles. "it looks like a track, maybe this will be more like red light green light again." you pondered; the thought of a more agility-based game making you feel more confidently. the recorded voice echoed within the hall as you were instructed to form groups of 5. The thought of being in a group also aided in soothing your fears, knowing that whatever ability you lacked there were other players with you to make up for it.

you eventually found your group, finding it hard to be accepted due to not being male. your group- 3 women and 2 men- ended up being picked to go dead last. you all breathed a sigh of relief- agreeing that this could be a very good thing, you weren't going first, and you had the most time to prepare. you all got to practice your individual mini-games, and you were able to calculate what the other players struggled with more and how to better handle that without wasting too much time. as you and the rest of the crowd cheered for the other groups, you began to feel more confident about the game.

finally, it was time for the two last groups to compete. you were happy to be closer to the end of this horrible place, but you trembled with the thought of what would happen if your group wasn't time-efficient enough. the other group- very kindly you thought- agreed that they would be cheering you on and you them; referencing to the lack of cheering crowd the other groups had. this gesture made you feel supported- and ready to compete in what would hopefully be the last game before you got to leave.

as your group moved through all of the mini-games, your heart sank realizing how little time you all had to spare. "fuck." you thought to yourself; not wanting to scare the rest of your team. "okay, we can't afford to mess up on this last one." you said to the man about to attempt the last game. you tried to sound encouraging. to hide your fear in a way that might help that man. with 5 seconds on the clock, you watched the other team cheer in relief as they completed the game and got to leave. your team wouldn't make it, your skin crawling as you came to the sinking realization.

five... four... three... two... one... you barely heard the recording counting down what you believed to be your last seconds on this earth. you wanted to cry, but you didn't have the time to even do that. as you watched your teammates fall to the ground, you expected the same fate to become of yourself. you felt a bullet graze the side of your upper shoulder; the pain sinking into the muscle like fire traveling through each of your veins. the pain almost distracted you from the conversation you began to overhear as you lied on the rainbow ground with your fallen teammates.

"i missed on purpose so that they'll be fresh." you heard coming from one of the masked guards. "fresh? what the fuck does he mean fresh?" you thought, the type of fear racing within you amounting to more than you've ever felt before. "okay, load them all up like normal." you heard from another guard as the pink-bowed coffins began to be lifted onto the ground beside you. you felt yourself being uncuffed; gently. and then loaded into the coffin. "don't worry. trust me." you almost didn't hear it as he said it so quietly under his breath as you were lowered with care into the coffin.

the lid was closed but not stapled shut like the rest. you didn't get moved either. time stood still as the rest of the guards left with the other coffins. after what felt like hours but was most likely only a few seconds, you saw the lid opening.

"hey just stay quiet, don't freak out or try to run. please just trust me." came softly from the only guard left in the room. you didn't know what it was, maybe just the desperation of having nothing else to do, or maybe it was his voice that made you trust him almost immediately. you lifted yourself out of the box that was supposed to be the last thing that ever touched your body. gingerly, as to not upset the gash on your shoulder. you winced, catching his attention as he began to help you up.

"why- why did you save me? i lost the game." you said, your voice trembling in shock and as the pain traveled up your arm. "i don't know." he said, soundly almost as scared as you were. "I'm so fucking sorry i shot you." your eyes met his, he looked to be near your age. his face was young and soft, with short black hair. he was the type of guy that if you weren't in this place, you would have considered going up to him to ask for his number or something along those lines. "thank you, so much." you said genuinely, your voice softening as you assessed that the situation was safe.

"what do we do now?" you asked him, even though it didn't look like he knew for himself. "ill patch your arm up, and ill lead you back to the other players when its lights out." your second chance at life was shocking; a bit disappointing that you still had to go back to the games. you found yourself not wanting to level him.

"what about you?" you questioned as he began to gently wrap some gauze around the wound on your arm. "ill be okay, they thought you went with the rest of the coffins, and they don't really seem to care about what happens to the players once they've been eliminated." you tried not to think about the last part of his answer. "will i see you again?" you asked, without really thinking about it. you weren't sure how to properly express your gratitude to the stranger who had saved you, and a part of you twinged with sadness about the thought of never looking into his brown eyes again.

"ill look after you in the games." he stated in a way that made you know full-heartedly that he meant it; and would do so.

as he walked you back to the hall you once dreaded returning to, you found yourself no longer feeling any fear at all.

[lamelarts]

Mini pocket-sized pink soldiers 🤲🩷🩷🩷

Something cute and simple hehe for these cutie patooties 🥺 They r so cute ahhh and Netflix definitely knows about this cause the amount of guard videos r coming in a lot 😭 I want to draw them doing silly stuff more now jdjdjdjd 🩷😩

[bunnyshavebun]

Chat this is my first time ever writing this shi

This contains- head lock, degrading mating press and deepthroating enjoy

After playing red light green light you were in the barracks and you were getting rest along with everyone else, a few hours later you felt someone staring at you towering over you when you opened your eyes it was a square guard, startled you yelped, the guard clamped his hand over your mouth pulling you up with his other hand

“If you talk you die..follow me”

The guard spoke in a deep brooding voice letting you go he had his fire arm strapped around him putting one hand near it ready to use it whenever, he began walking gesturing you to follow him he led you to the bathroom another guard already there guarding the door he opened the door to the bathroom

“Inside now”

You entered the bathroom fearing for your life, there was an ominous feeling in the atmosphere, the guard followed and close the door behind him locking it he looked at you taking a step forward as you kept backing up,he backed you into a corner he brought one hand up caressing your face

“You’re very… beautiful… you know that..”

If the guard didn’t have his mask you’d see that his eyes were checking out your body he placed his hand on your hip caressing it slowly his voice had a desperate lusty tone he went closer to you invading your space you felt something hard against your leg you gasped softly

“I-… what do you want from me”

You felt it against your leg you bit your bottom lip half of you was excited and the other nervous he leaned into you he whispering into your ear

“I want you…”

He wrapped his fingers around the zipper of your jacket, yanking it down with a harsh, tearing sound. The zipper screams in protest as he dragged it all the way down, the fabric splitting at the seam. He then grabbed the hem of your jacket and pull it off her shoulders, casting it aside carelessly pulling up your under shirt aswell leaving you in your bra his hand then wondered to the waistband of your track pants, and with a rough yank, he teared them open from the crotch to the zipper. The fabric rips loudly, and he quickly shoved the pants down to your legs, leaving you in just your underwear and socks.

The guard looked at you with a smirk liking the sight of you only in your undergarments. He pressed the cool metal of the gun barrel against your clothed mound, rubbing it firmly against it creating delicious friction. He can feel the heat emanating from your core, quickly spreading a damp patch across the thin fabric of your underwear .

He maintains the steady pressure of the gun barrel against your underwear, rubbing it in circles. Your soft moans fill the air as the cold metal awakens her senses. He watches with darkened eyes as the damp spot grows larger, the outline of your arousal now clearly visible.

"You're getting fucking soaked just from a bit of teasing, aren't you?" He growls, pressing the gun harder against your clit. Your legs tremble as you whimper completely at his mercy. With one hand, he grabs a fistful of your hair and pushes you downwards on your knees unzipping his own pants his length springing out in action he grabbed his own harden length slapping it onto your lips teasingly leaving some of his precum behind “open wide…” he mocked with a chuckle

You stammered weakly never having done this before being your first time giving a blow job, "I-I've never..." but your words are cut off as his strong hands forcefully pull your face towards his already exposed cock. His other hand slides firmly to the back of her head. "Then it's fucking time you learned,"

As you opened your mouth he took that as a chance and he shoves his thick length inside without hesitation. You gag immediately tears forming in your eyes , as your throat constricting around him. But he doesn't stop. His hand pushes her head down further, forcing his entire length down your throat until your nose is buried against his stomach.

He holds your head down, thrusting his hips forcing his cock deeper inside her throat . He curses and groans “fuck just like that”, using your mouth as his personal outlet. When he feels the need to cum he finally pulls out, he releases a thick, ropy load all over your face, dripping down your cheeks and chin he smirked looking at how he left your face painted with his cum

He roughly pushed you onto your back and presses the sole of his shoe against your clothed pussy, rubbing aggressively. You gasps, both from the shocking sensation and humiliating position. After sufficiently violating her core with his footwear. “Such a slut sucking me off made you that wet…”

He kneels down behind her, his face level with her bottom. With a snarl, he tears off your panties, exposing your glistening folds. He doesn't waste time, immediately shoving two thick fingers into your tight hole. They slide in easily, thanks to her earlier arousal he curls his fingers in side hitting that delicious spot that leaves you moaning uncontrollably he stretches you out getting you ready for his cock He continued to pump his fingers in and out of you rubbing your sensitive clit with his thumb. He can feel your inner walls tightening around his fingers as you starts to climax. Your pussy spasms and convulses, soaking his fingers with your juices as you cum hard around them.

He forcefully pulls you up by your arm, your legs trembling from just cumming, he grabbed his hard cock positioning himself at your now stretched hole,Without warning, he slams into your dripping core from behind, filling you completely you let out a loud cry from the impact and the pleasure. One of his hand wraps around your waist while the other goes around your throat in a tight headlock. "Take that cock like a good girl,"

He pounds into you brutally, his thick length stretching your insides. You moans like a whimpering bitch, choked and muffled by his arm around your neck. He growls like an animal, his hips slamming into your again and again, "You like that whore!”

He suddenly pushed you down down, folding you into half and pressing your chest to the ground. He follows you down, mounting her from behind like a beast. His hips snap forward, his cock driving deeper and hitting your G-spot with every thrust. "Take it deeper, you little slut." Leaving you moaning like a cock drunk bitch drooling leaving your parted lips.

He continues his brutal pace, fucking you like a mindless animal. His balls slap against your clit with every thrust, pushing you closer and closer to the edge. He feels your inner walls start to spasm and contract, knowing you’re about to cum.

As she cums hard around his cock with a loud scream, he slams into you one last time and holds himself deep inside, releasing his hot load filling you up. Your pussy grips his cock desperately, milking him for every drop as his cum pumps into your greedy hole.

With a satisfied smirk, he zips up his pants and walks away, leaving you lying on the bathroom floor, his cum leaking out of your well-fucked pussy. He doesn't even glance back, clearly not caring about the potential consequences of his actions “Clean yourself up slut,till next time…”

random tags…

[smudgeandfrank]

Ideas for new Squid Game inspired stickers, perhaps?? 💖👀✨️ (I love the pink guards so much I had to draw them! 💖🤣)

[melercies]

imagine this...

pairing(s): nam-gyu x pinkguard!reader (specifically triangle) x thanos imagine

warning(s): gender-neutral reader(!!), slightly suggestive at the end. Read at your own risk, intended use of lowercase. my best interpretation of these two characters.

author's note: I PULLED UP BOTH OF THEIR WIKIS TO READ AND TRY GET THEIR CHARACTERS FROM THEIR PERSONALITY. i remembered that i had request this as an anon towards someone's blog (specifically midnite-c6; heavily inspired by their incredible writing), and figured to emphasize it with some ideas of my own. i'm grateful for them for writing it. I did give a subtle background for the reader too. :) Please let me know if I missed anything. Likes, Reblogs and Comments are highly appreciated!

you were simply just like any other ordinary pink guard, managing, upkeeping, and enforcing the rules of this horrendous game under the order of the Front Man. since you were given the opportunity to work as a soldier in the games due to the hopeless situation you were in before becoming a pink solider. desperate times calls for desperate measures you suppose.

all you had to do was follow the rules; never remove your masks to reveal your identity, no questioning of any command given or initiate any friendships to gain any forms of attachment. just eliminate players and make sure none of the contestants broke any of the game's guidelines. simple enough, right?

wrong. there were two particular contestants that had caught your attention. you shouldn't have been intrigued by them, you mentally scolded yourself. but it was hard not to be. they were literally acting as if these death games were the same as a children's playground. it was absurd. but it was amusing...to say the least.

after watching the purple-haired contestant who seems to go by the name, thanos, who was skipping around, killing players and having the time of his life in red light, green light along with nam-gyu following around, and partaking within the tense conflict between player 333, thanos and himself, you've made your choice.

of course, you were cautious and careful about the decisions you've made. you were as subtly as possible, if you were caught, dire consequences were to be delivered your way or, to save the effort and time, kill you.

you've made sure to ensure their safety for now, wanting to keep them alive to draw out the possibilities as to what they could do next to entertain you. even if it meant to kill other contestants unfairly as you kept a sharp eye towards their direction.

you've given them small advantages sneakily here and there, managing to slip by without a singular witness or anyone catching what you were doing. going from preventing conflicts that could get both of them killed to giving them extra food within their meals given in comparison to other players' meals.

of course, it didn't take long til one of them took notice before informing the other. the only question lingering within their minds, why? they knew you were one of the guards who were tasked to eliminate those who lose within the games, so why are you...helping them?

despite the triangular mask you wore to conceal your identity, they plan to find out who you were and confront to you. both keeping a rather particular eye on you. they knew which guard you were, often catching you taking a slight subtle glance towards their direction or they could just sense it, they just fucking knew it was you.

especially when it came to meal times, you would stand there with one hand that held a drink and the other that held the given sustenance (if you could even call it a proper nourishment for the players...) giving each player their limited ration, ignoring their complaints and noises of disbelief until it came to them.

the main dormitory was noisy, filled with the atmosphere of weary players who had just endured another brutal round. the smell of the tasteless food wafted through the air, mixing with the lingering fear and tension that never seemed to fade in this place. the players grumbled and complained about their meager rations, their voices filled with frustration, but you, as always, stood motionless behind the food station, handing out the same bland meal to each one of them.

the mask you wore, that stark triangular symbol, was meant to hide everything; your face, your emotions, your identity. to blend in with the other guards, to remain invisible. but it was becoming harder. they were starting to notice you.

as you handed out the meal to the next few contestants, you couldn't help, but feel their eyes on you. nam-gyu's calculating gaze lingered for a moment longer than necessary, though he remained silent. thanos, however, was blatant. both of them trying to figure you out despite the appearance you kept up was hard enough to get a read from.

when thanos had appeared next in line, you could feel the tension between you, thick and almost palpable. thanos was grinning, his usual cocky self, but this time there was something behind that grin, something more calculated in the way he sized you up. nam-gyu stood behind him, calm as ever, but you could see the flicker of something behind his eyes. an awareness that wasn't there before.

you moved to hand thanos his ration, a carton of milk and bread wrapped in plastic. you handed it to him with your usual blank expression, but before you could pull your hand away, you subtly slide an extra piece of bread, quickly and barely for anyone to notice.

thanos didn't flinch, didn't make any overt sign that he saw it. he simply took the rations with a slow, deliberate motion, his eyes not leaving you for a second. he stared at the food in his hands, looking back at you with a sly, knowing smile before turning around and heading back to his bunk. nam-gyu, on the other hand, stepped forward, an undeniable intensity within his eyes. he knew. they both knew. the question now was what they'd do with this knowledge.

without saying another word, you turned and moved to hand nam-gyu his rations, finding your own heart racing, but maintained the same calm demeanor as you slipped an extra piece of bread. just the same thing you've done for thanos, feeling nam-gyu's gaze on your form, sharper than ever.

his fingers had brushed against yours for moment, and you felt a brief shiver at the subtle touch before he politely thanked you. he took his rations and headed where thanos was sitting. you knew that thanos and nam-gyu would be conversing upon it, no one noticing that they were getting these advantages when the other contestants were too busy conversing upon what could possibly be ahead for them or the food in front of them.

you handed out the last of the rations with a quick, controlled motion, ignoring the lingering eyes of thanos and nam-gyu. "enjoy your meal," you stated, your voice cool, almost disinterested. then, without another word, you turned and moved away, the weight of their scrutiny following you.

it was risky. you knew it was, and yet, you still continued on. both of them were still alive. because of you.

there was at one point, where thanos had tried offering you the small pills inside his cross necklace which you were questioning as to how it managed to get within the game itself with no detection. which you declined, shaking your head while nam-gyu was poking your body, and touching your mask. you didn't know if he was doing this out of curiosity or simply for his own enjoyment, but each touch caused you to flinch and when he was about to pull your mask off, you didn't hesistate to lift your gun and point it directly at him as a warning. obviously, they backed off from that, not wanting to get killed.

questions would tend to spur towards you between both of them, but you never answered a singular question of theirs. and it certainly didn't take long til a confrontation occured during your shift of covering the bathrooms, making sure no one is causing trouble. one of your shifts would be where things would certainly take a turn for you.

the dimly lit corridor of the bathroom hallway felt strangely still, a quiet echo of the chaos that always surrounded the players. you stood with you back pressed against the cold wall, your triangular mask in place, you eyes scanning the hallway within an unblinking focus. the task was simple, stand guard, make sure no players caused trouble, and ensure no one broke the rules. as long as you kept your distance, it was easy to blend in.

but tonight was different. the air felt charged, a tense electricity crackling around you as you stood. you had a feeling something was coming, and when thanos and nam-gyu appeared, you knew the storm was finally here.

thanos strutted toward the bathroom door with his usual carefree swagger, his purple hair messy and wild. but his eyes, those sharp, calculating eyes, flicked toward you for a split second, and you could feel the weight of his gaze. he had already started to sense something.

behind him, nam-gyu walked more slowly, his posture calm, but there was a sharpness in his steps. he had always been more observant, and it didn't take long for his eyes to lock on you as well. you did your best to keep still, not giving anything away, but they were too good. they knew.

"you," thanos's voice broke the silence, teasing but with an edge of something darker. he stopped in front of you, his lips curling into a smirk as he looked you over, then glanced to nam-gyu. "i knew it was you. always watching, always giving us just enough. don't think i didn't notice, guard."

"you've been helping us," nam-gyu said, his voice low, almost cold. "extra food, extra attention...you're not just doing your job. you're playing a different game, hmm?"

thanos's grin widened, sensing the opportunity. he leaned in, close enough that his breath fanned against your triangular mask. the one thing that separated both you and him, and you somehow found yourself gripping the firearm in your hands tighter. "what's your angle, guard? what are you getting out of this? you've been pretty... generous to us, haven't you?" his voice dripped with amusement, but there was something more dangerous in the way he spoke now.

you stood there, frozen for a moment, your heart pounding under the mask. you have been careful. you have bee subtle. but here you were, both of them were standing in front of you, catching onto your quiet acts of defiance. the games weren't just about survival for them; they were about control, about manipulation and right now, they were flipping that dynamic onto you.

before you could respond or move away, thanos's hand shot out, grabbing your wrist with a sudden force that left no room for protest. "you're not going anywhere," he said, his voice low and insistent, a playful glint in his eyes as he pulled you towards a door that lead to the men's bathroom. "we've got some questions for you, guard." nam-gyu didn't need to speak; the message was clear. you weren't going to get away without giving proper answers.

the door to the men's bathroom slammed shut behind you as thanos pushed you inside, dragging you further into the dimly lit room. it was empty; just you, thanos, and nam-gyu.

thanos leaned in, his breath hot against your mask as he whispered, "you thought you could sneak by, didn't you? you thought you could just help us without anyone noticing." he took a step back, his grin growing wider, more dangerous.

nam-gyu moved closer, his movements deliberate, but a quiet power was evident in his eyes that sent a shiver through you. "you've been careful, but not careful enough," he said, his voice mockingly soft yet piercing. "we know what you've been doing. and now you're doing to explain it to us, right?"

you took a slow step back, but thanos was faster, his hand shooting out to block your retreat. his fingers brushed against you as he leaned in once more. "you've been playing both sides, haven't you? helping us, getting close. do you like it? do you like being close to us?"

the tension between the three of you was thick, the silence hanging in the air, broken only by your steady breaths underneath the mask. you had never been this close to them before, and now the weight of their scruntiny was more suffocating than you had anticipated.

thanos stepped forward, his face inches from yours, his smirk never wavering. it almost felt he and nam-gyu could see through your mask. "you're not so good at hiding, are you? i can feel it. you want something more from us, don't you?" his voice was suddenly soft, almost teasing though, as if he were savoring the moment. "maybe you just want to be seen."

nam-gyu didn't speak immediately as you felt nam-gyu suddenly holding onto your mask, almost as if he was about to lift it and reveal your identity towards them. his other hand holding onto your shoulder in a grip, rubbing it slightly. you didn't stop him, remaining completely still. "you're playing a dangerous game, y'know?" nam-gyu murmured close.

the words hung in the air, thick with tension, and just as you thought they might let you go, thanos leaned in, a final whisper of threat in his voice. "i think you like this. being caught. being trapped between us." his hand grazed your arm as he spoke, his grip tightening slightly on your wrist.

nam-gyu's eyes traced over you, intense and unwavering, his gaze heavy with unspoken meaning. a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he took a step closer. his voice was low, almost a whisper. "you'll figure it out soon enough," he murmured. "what it really means to play with us...and what happens when you finally stop pretending you're not interested." his hand then lifted up your mask.

[glowstar826]

my final girl 💪

[001sslut]

— presentation post

“ fly me to the moon

and let me play

among the stars… „

hello! i’m 001sslut and i will be writing fanfics about squid game season 1 and 2! <3

will do: smut, fluff, angst, queer pairings, canon x canon (if i like the ship, if i don’t i’ll explain why), requests (EVENTUALLY)

won’t do: incest, noncon, ageplay, scat or piss kink, dead dove do not eat

will write for:

- Hwang In-ho/Oh Young-Il/Frontman (smut,fluff,angst) ☆

- Guards (smut,fluff,angst)

- Seong Gi-hun (smut,fluff,angst) ☆

- Cho Sang-woo (smut,fluff,angst)

- Recruiter (smut,fluff,angst)

☆: mains

(i’ll maybe open up to more characters in the future)

masterlist — ao3 — wattpad (coming soon..)

i won’t really have an upload schedule, but i’ll try to be consistent!

byebye <3

[usernose]

Inhun/457 shippers, I need you to hear me out once again:

I won't say I'm in love from Disney's Hercules, but it's In ho singing about his feelings for Gi Hun and the pink guards are his hype men like the muses in the song.

Alternatively (this is for the Crossover girlies), Hannibal, Blackbeard, Crowley, Nandor, and House (cause I couldn't think about anyone else) are the muses during In Ho's denial of having romantic feelings for Gi Hun.

It's just food for thought.

[inafieldofdaisies]

Squid Game / 오징어 게임 (2021—) | Season 2 promo | Round and Round (Mingle Song) Dance

[shygiverqueen]

They maybe deadly, but they're adorable! Can't wait for the final season 🎉

Update: 😲 wow! I've never expect that my art could gained so much likes, thx u so much 😘

[louaffi]

Squid game Meme doodles during my break

[gs29]

Behind the Mask: A Family's Promise Master list

Squid Game Master list

Chapter One

Chapter Two: Introductions in the Shadows

Chapter Three: The Grandfather in Black

Chapter Four: The Babysitters in Red

Chapter Five: The Return of the Babysitters in Red

Chapter Six: A Night Just for Us

Chapter Seven: First Words & Fatherly Jealousy

Chapter Eight: The Guard and the First Word

Chapter Nine: The Baby and the Frontman

Chapter Ten: The First Step

Chapter Eleven: A Baby’s Steps and Guards

Chapter Twelve: A Surprise Visit to Grandpa

Chapter Thirteen: Big Sister Surprise

Chapter Fourteen: The Big News

Chapter Fifteen: The Big Reveal to the Guards

Chapter Sixteen: Uncle’s Day

Chapter Seventeen: Preparing for the New Arrival

Chapter Eighteen: The Gender Reveal Party

Chapter Nineteen: The Moment of Arrival

Chapter Twenty: Welcoming the Newest Member

The End!