#jungjae

[dxmianwaynesstuff]

GUYS LOOK HOW CUTE MY PARENTS ARE, I’M CRYING, LOOK AT THEIR SMILES

[looksm]

BATHROOM BREAK

seong gihun x reader

— reader is a bit too clingy towards gihun.

warnings! daddy kink, reader is young…… gihun refers to reader as his baby

since the first game of red light green light, you knew this dilf was something else. your friends back home would of looked at you crazy if you told them you were going to fuck this man no matter what.

after the first game, he revealed that he already played before and won.. not only did you want to fuck him but he was also rich. fuck, why were you suddenly obsessed with him?

second game came around, and you were already by his side. grabbing onto his arm and placing it between your chest. “let me be on your team, please?” you pleaded giving him puppy eyes and tilting your head to the side.

he rolls his eyes, since the last game you’ve been clingy towards him. small touches and your flirty attitude, giving him pouts and cute smiles.

after the game, you all returned back to where you all were before the games. keeping close to him and holding onto his arm still. “that was scary~ we almost died!” you giggled with your new friend junhee.

gihun groans the more you continue to talk. you were just a nineteen year old girl with daddy issues. finally, you let go of him and continue talking with your new friend and talk about the baby that’s soon to come.

it was close to night time and the guards were allowing people to go to the bathroom for one last time before turning off the lights.

“gihun, are you coming?” his bestfriend jeongbae asks and gihun shakes his head no with that usual cold face of his. just like that, gihun was all alone in his thoughts… till you popped up.

“gihun~” you plopped yourself next to him and grabbed onto his arm pressing it between your boobs. fuck, you were so clingy.

he doesn’t say anything but look down at your puppy face, almost like a small pup wagging their tail. “watcha doing?”

“do you not need to go to the bathroom?” he asks you, hoping you’ll go away. but you shook your head. “nope.” you smiled at him.

he sighs, closes his eyes for a second before looking back at you. “look kid, im kinda stress right now so if you can leave me alone-”

“i can help with that!” you butt in. he stares at you for a second, questioning how you’ll be able to help.. till your tiny hand makes its way to his thigh.

oh..

“who knew youll turn into puddy when cock is in you.” he groans watching as you bounce up and down on his long thick dick.

you gasp when gihun fucks into you, lead leaning back as you grab onto his shoulders. “fuck, daddy! do that again!” he smirks to himself. “daddy? you want daddy to fuck you harder?” you nod your head unable to say anything else but moans and whines.

“my bratty baby..” gihun hums bringing a hand to your boob, bra shielding away your breast. he’s quick with his hands and moves your bra to the side of each side revealing your nice tits.

“my cute little girl..” he takes a tit to his hand and gives it a nice suck making you grind on his cock. “daddy!” you yelp as the older man licks you, wrapping an arm around your waist to hold you closer.

he groans feeling your pussy close in on him, getting tighter. “pussy so tight, you’re the best baby.” his praise sends you over the moon, your whines and cute moans getting higher.

gihun released his lips from your boobs, finally, fucks his hips back up into you, making you yelp when his hard cock kisses your cervix. “it’s so fucking good..!” you whined out, leaning your head on his shoulder, letting the older man fuck your insides.

good thing his pants and boxers were down to his knees because your pussy was dripping and covering his lower self with your juice.

lifting your head up, you stare into his eyes. mouth agape as moans kept spilling from your mouth every time his cock hit that right place over and over again. “my baby..” he says locking your lips with his and giving him a sloppy and messy kiss, getting saliva all over your lips and his.

pulling away with a string of saliva connecting from each other. it wasn’t long till he felt you squeeze him so hard he moaned and stuttered his hips for a second. you moaned even louder now, with your legs giving up.

“is my baby going to cum?” you humm, nodding your head unable to say any words. getting fucked too good, too good all you were doing is babbling. “daddy! let me.. cum..” he smiles bringing a hand to your hair and running his hand up and down.

“cum, come over daddys dick” with another hip thrust, you throw your head back moaning loudly before bringing your head to his shoulder. gihun is not too behind and comes inside you.

after a few seconds of catching each others breaths, you finally had the courage to look at him. your cheeks all red, hair messy and lips red from the intense make out.

you two jump out of your skin when you hear banging coming from outside. “COME OUT NOW!” one of the guards yelled.

you stare back at gihun with wide eyes before breaking into a fit of giggles.

with your hair back to its original state, cleaning yourself up. you two walk out of the bathroom holding onto his arm again. this time, gihuns not complaining at all.

you two walk back to where your team was at, and you let go of his arm, immediately- he misses your warmth. you decide to sit next to junhee who was talking to an elder and you jump into the conversation like nothing.

you weren’t so bad, he might let you bother him again.

theres not enough gihun smut and that is NOT okay!!!!

[meltphace69]

seong gi-hun’s mirco bangs dump

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

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insane insane that literally right after we see Myung-gi look at Jun-hee, the scene immediately cuts to In-ho looking at Gi-hun. the same way. from behind. without the other knowing they are watched. like?????? HELLO??????

I’m gonna eat glass

[midnight--sadness]

the waist™ 👀 i'm sick of him 🙄😤

[forchosangwoo]

Please please please please pleaseeeee I need Gi Hun so badddd please write literally anything about him X f!reader pleaseeee (preferably smut, but it could be fluff and/or both)

— typa guy ☆ seong gihun headcannons

paring(s) : seong gihun x f!reader warnings : mdni, nsfw notes : thank you for requesting!! xx headcannons again because im not as familiar with gihun sorry TT hope you like it!! more coming tomorrow..? (hopefully)

SFW . . . !

gihun is the type of guy who would be scared to leave you by yourself. he'd be super protective over you, even over small things like who crosses the road first and who walks on which side of the sidewalk.

gihun is the type of guy who wishes he could give you the world. even when he couldn't support you financially, he would make up for it in another ways. he'd make diy presents and cook you dinner to express his love for you.

gihun is the type of guy to melt into your arms. he loves you so much that he could probably cry at the sight of you, as if he's overwhelmed by how much he adores you. he'd enjoy being both the small and bigger spoon when cuddling.

gihun is the type of guy who would want to always make you laugh or smile. he'd make corny jokes and shower you with compliments because when you're happy, he's also happy.

gihun is the type of guy to flex about you to his friends. he'd tell his friends about everything he loves about you to his friends with a huge smile on his face. he'd be so proud to call you his girlfriend or wife.

gihun is the type of guy to wonder how he got so lucky to have you as his partner. he'd constantly be reminding you how much he loves you and how happy he is to call you his.

gihun is the type of guy to be the best at comforting you, even though he doesn't feel like he does. he's the type to feel insecure and worry that he can't comfort you well enough, however that's simply not true.

gihun is the type of guy who would quit his gambling and smoking addiction just for you. of course his daughter would be apart of the reason, but you were what kept him going. imagining your face mixed with disappointment and sadness was enough to make him quit.

NSFW . . . !

gihun is the type of guy who would give you the best head of your life. he'd be so good at eating you out, every part of you would be begging for more.

gihun is the type of guy to constantly make sure you're okay and not hurt. he'd always listen to what you want and make sure you consent to everything he wants to do. he'd take your comfort first.

gihun is the type of guy who would fuck you like it's your last night together (especially after the games). he'd accidentally hold you maybe a bit too hard, as if you would disappear if he let go. his movements and touch would be filled with more love than lust.

gihun is the type of guy who can be both a dom and sub. as long as he's with you, he doesn't mind.

gihun is the type of guy who'd, never without fail, give you the best aftercare. he'd clean you and everything else up, making sure all of your needs are met. you'd fall asleep together as he clings to you as if his life depends on it.

[ourwhisperingtorment]

Squid Game Season 1 Cast

[bebx]

HWANG IN-HO & SEONG GI-HUN

Soft Human by Emery Allen | I get so jealous of euthanized dogs by June Gehringer

[aphrmoosun]

Squid Game S2

[iludusyouxo]

Stylish king

[writersblockiskillingme]

I NEED GI HUN X F! READER PLEASEEEEEE

There’s barely anything for him:((

It can be literally anything but rn I’m craving comfort so maybe Gi Hun comforts his girl when she starts crying and she can’t really explain what’s wrong

Comfort | Seong Gi-hun x reader

Pairing: Seong Gi-hun x fem!reader

Summary: You knew that hunting down the salesman was going to be difficult, but after everything that you've been through in the games alongside Gi-hun, sometimes everything feels like it's going to suffocate you. Luckily, he's always there for you.

Warning/s: angst, hurt/comfort, a little fluff, short fic, just two traumatized people trying to heal each other, PTSP (talking about the games), death, tears, sadness, depressed atmosphere, cigarette addiction, cursing (?), mourning, guns, hunting down the salesman, possible grammar and spelling mistakes

Author's note: So I finally got out of the writer's block, and I found some spare time, so I finally sat down to write. I gave it my best shot. I hope you like it! More to come.

Being his friend was easy. Being in love with him was even easier.

Once the games came around, everything became more complicated. I simply never thought that something like this was going to happen. Working in a job position that I did never brought me much money. Sure, it was enough to bring some food on my table and to cover the bills, but it wasn't anything big. However, once I found myself drowning in debt, I found myself in a horrific situation with no way out.

The money that I earned was not enough for respectable food, I couldn't pay my landlord for a few months, and I was a few weeks away from being kicked out on the streets. Not to mention the debt for which it seemed like I never paid enough to get out of. I thought moving back to Korea would somehow help me at least to escape the loan sharks and pay for necessary things, but I couldn't imagine how wrong I would be.

That's when I met him. The Salesman. Playing the ddakji with him for some money earned me some food for that night, but it also gave me an opportunity of a lifetime. It was an opportunity that I now know I would have never taken if I had known what was waiting for me out there once I called the number at the back of the card that he gave me.

Before the first game, I saw him. My old childhood friend Seong Gi-hun. Up until I saw him, I came to a realization about just how much I missed him.

Truth to be told, I have always felt something more than friendship for him ever since I was I kid. At first, I brushed it off, but when I entered my teenage years, I realized that I really loved him.

I had to move away when I was twenty years old. I haven't seen him ever since. I only heard a few snippets about his life during the years I spent away from Korea. I heard that he had a, now ex, wife, and a daughter.

It was his mother who called me. She used to watch over me sometimes when we were kids, and since I was her son's best friend back then, we kept in touch over the years. It was nice, to be honest. Up until the day that she called me for a regular check-up. I had just gotten off of work after a really bad day. I had just sat down by the kitchen counter when I heard my phone ringing. The entire time I was on a call with her, she sounded strange. Kind of nervous, maybe even a bit disappointed. After a while I couldn't take it anymore and when I asked her what was wrong she told me the joyful news.

"Gi-hun is getting married."

I couldn't breathe. I felt like I was suffocating. I somehow forced myself to finish the phone call, trying to sound as happy as I could, considering that the love of my life was marrying another. A few years later, he got a daughter, and I soon heard about the divorce. I tried calling him multiple times to check on him. He never answered.

We reconnected during the games. During the bloodshed. During the pain. During the tears. During the final game, where it was down to Sangwoo, him and I. After Sangwoo died, I knew I couldn't kill him. He couldn't either. After the stunt that we pulled, we survived. We were about to kill ourselves, we truly were, but then at the last second, just as the knife had scraped the surface of my neck, they announced two winners.

After that, I realized that I couldn't live without him. I didn't have a family, didn't have any friends. His mother died, and his daughter moved with her mother and stepfather to America he lost his family, too. We were everything to each other. We still are.

As the months, years, passed, we set ourselves on a mission of finding the salesman.

At first, we didn't touch the money covered with the invisible blood. We couldn't bring ourselves to do so, but when we realized that we may have a shot at taking down the games, we used the money only for that sole purpose.

The first thing we did was to pay off our debts. Then together we bought the love hotel called "Pink Motel" in Seoul. The sign outside was always tured off. We decided to buy it so we could live there and now we also use it as headquarters while tracking down the salesman. Which was always.

That was currently our only purpose in life right now.

After we figured out our plan, we started to work with the loan sharks that were chasing us because of our debts. We paid them to find the salesman, and they were searching relentlessly.

Our mental health hasn't been all that great either.

Both Gi-hun and I have developed a cigarette addiction. Sometimes all we did was breath in the intoxicating smoke instead of air. In a strange way it helped me breath. I wasn't so nervous anymore. My hands shook less.

Gi-hun has nightmares. Every single night. I have them, too, but not that frequently. He had a gun next to his nightstand. I had mine under the pillow. It brought a sense of comfort that was always short-lived.

The nightmares kept us up all night, and because of them, we couldn't find any rest even during the daytime. It was always the people we lost on that cured island. Sangwoo... Sae-byeok... Ali... The images of our friends dead never left my brain. And neither did Gi-hun's. Other times, we dreamt that we're still playing the games. Us dying. Each other dying. The Frotman. The salesman.

It was too much.

I was just monitoring the room where our most trusted men were practicing. I didn't realize when it had happened, but I fell asleep. I guess all those sleeping pills that Boss Kim gave to Gi-hun and me finally caught up to me.

I felt trapped. Gi-hun... he was dying in front of me during the squid game. I couldn't do anything about it. I held him, covered in his blood, crying, screaming, curing at the sky for the misfortune we had to live. Cursing the makers of the game. Cursing the Frontman. Cursing the pink guards that just stood there and did nothing. Cursing the world.

Hands.

They were shaking my shoulders.

My name.

It was uttered from the lips of the man that I would die for.

My eyes snapped open, meeting Gi-hun's worried ones. Once he realized that I was awake, his face visibly relaxed, relief washing over him as I heard him let out a sigh, his head and shoulders hung downwards.

"A nightmare again?" He asked me as he brought his hand up to my cheeks, whipping away the tears that I didn't know fell, but also wasn't surprised that they did.

"I-I can't-" I sobbed, unable to form a sentence as he quickly brought me in his arms, drowning me in his chest.

"Shhh..." He whispered as he ran his hand down my hair as I cried against his neck, drowning his black shirt with my tears, "I'm here. You're okay."

"Yo-You w-were-" I stuttered, tears streaming down my cheeks, "You were dying, and I-I couldn't s-save y-you."

For a moment, there was just quiet in the room. Neither spoke. The only thing breaking the silence of our bedroom were my cries.

"Do you know why I never answered your phone calls after you found out about the divorce?" He asked me, his voice low, but soft with comfort. His sudden question about that topic surprising me a bit, "Do you know why my mother told you about it instead of me? The wedding, the divorce?"

"No."

"It was because I didn't want to face the fact that I was the cause of your misery." He whispered, still softly running his hand through my hair, my cries slowly dying down as I listened to him speak.

"I have always loved you and I knew that I hurt you with my decision even though I never wanted that to happen. I just tried to forget about you, I never knew that I could actually be with you." He sighed, "I thought that it would be the best for you. I didn't deserve you, I'm not even sure I still do." He chuckled softly.

"But even though I may not deserve you, I will never stop fighting for you and your happiness. You are my everything, and I would be damned if I ever let you feel any sort of pain." He lifted my chin with his hand as he leaned down, pressing his forehead against mine, our lips almost meeting each other's, "We will find him and end this, but for now, how about I make you some tea and we get you to bed huh, my love? What do you say?"

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@shadow-tumbler

[diamantdog]

screaming at this video of LJJ basically telling fangirls to gtfo 🤣

[crimson-moonie]

i wish i had friendship like lee byunghun and lee jung-jae.. they're so cute together and i can tell that they're feeling comfortable around each other and sometimes i'm so jealous!! like 30 years of friendship?? oh my god!! gimme that:( i want what they have so much!!

being an adult who wants to find a best friend your own age/older sucks..

making friends is easy, keeping them by your side is harder.. well, at least for me.

anywaysss look at the edit of my pookies🥺🫶🏻

idk it might be kinda vent tho, but sometimes i feel like I'm too old to find my best friend. i have friends of course but none of them is my best friend. someone who can understand me without word and someone i can do stupid things with or travel the world with aahhhh!! idk i'm still young and i know it, but at the same time i feel like my time for finding best friend has expired for me:(

[001x456]

[midnight--sadness]

mother cuntress

[gihun-the-troubled-twink]

The lightsaber twirl is making me feral

In my swordfighting group we use star wars forms so when i found out Lee Jungjae was in the star wars franchise i was gagged

The internet says Sol was a heavy trakata user which is canonically a big nono, but he also was a heavy niman, soresu, and ataru user. And i just wonder if theres an interview where Lee Jungjae talks about using the forms and shit omg

Anyway i had to nerd out

Edit:

(Let me clarify, trakata is a nono on the jedi side)

Also i wanna watch him do saber twirls, he has to know the obiani right? Like thats the rite of passage in the star wars saber fandom/j