#player 101

[applec1derz]

I dunno

[veronicainnit]

[nickmikeoneshot]

The killer in me is the killer in you, my love.

[billynoelan]

I love them so much

[leekiings]

he is a very specific character i liked a few years ago and people are finding my old art i made of him. it's embarrassing. anyway i drew him at work :)

[lualuadraw]

miss these freaks tbh.....

[mimikyus-hide-out]

Me saving every Squid Game edit before the ban

[l0v3sickl0s3r]

so i started watching squid game

[thatonerylan]

Red Lights.. Blood Money (sangwoo, Mi-Nyeo and Deok su)

Warnings: squid game stuff, death, blood, fighting, angst

Part 1 here:

Bang..

A guy with spiky blonde hair crumpled to the floor, after moving when the doll stopped. Player 250 seems to crouch down to check on him only to get blasted. Player 306 soon follows in demise when blood splatters onto her. What had first been 456 people had dropped down to under half remaining after the first game. In the first game, Red Light Green Light had taken out half of the people that joined us.

Once we- the remaining 201- people got back to the bunks, images started appearing on the walls. Vaguely making out the image of the doll and the tree behind her. People were discussing if they were gonna continue or not. Most wanted to stop the games, while the others wanted to continue.

With the votes leading 100 people voting X and only 99 voting O, people got to leave. The ones who wanted to leave were able to follow the guards. Returning to their normal life while being told that they could come back at any time that they wanted.

Y/n however stayed. They had come so far and survived the first gruesome game, they knew that going back out wouldn't clear up their debt in the long run unless they beat all games and came out victorious. Watching as people left, the room with the beds seemed smaller. Groups of people seemed to shrink, except one. A group of 4 people seemed to be the hot topic of the games since the gang was led by Player 101 who had a snake tattoo trailing down his neck.

From what could be heard, Y/N had found out that he had been on the run from land sharks due to some gambling debts since he entered the games to escape them. The gang consisted of 3 other players, one being Byeong-gi, the doctor who entered the game to help the guards deliver organs to a boat captain. Player 278, who he recruited in the bunk area, and Han Mi-nyeo, who had been in heavy debt and joined the games to win money, yet had also been talking about how she had a newborn at home while mentioning that life outside is just as difficult as it is in the games.

Soon, a confrontation broke out. Player 067, Sae Byeok had been cornered by Deok Su, only to be pulled out onto the floor of the main room which drew the attention of most people. Y/n stayed close yet a bit away to hear what was going on and if they needed to intervene. Soon, they were on their feet, pushing through people and sending a kick straight to Deok Su’s chest which sent him crashing to the floor.

“You wanna end up dead buddy? Then don't intervene with trivial matters.”

With teeth gritted, a glare came from Y/n before they helped Sae-byeok up to their feet, before going back after Deok-su. Their hand came down in the air but stopped midway. Turning, they came face to face with a man no younger than 50. The man, who revealed himself as Cho Sangwoo, drags Y/n behind them, only to step towards Deok-su. Both men squared each other up.

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“Attention players, 30 minutes till lights out.”

A woman’s voice boomed overhead.

Sangwoo, Ali, Sae-Byeok, Gi-hun (who had returned surprisingly), and y/n all gathered around in their respective corner. They had heard another player call out Deok-Su’s gang for taking food that left other people hungry, which started them to plan out a revolt.

‘What do you suggest we do? They’re gonna plan a move and people are gonna die. Try to weed out the weakest during the night so there’s less people to play the games.” Ali and Y/n looked at the others before Gi-hun and Sangwoo got up. They started to build a barrier, which had taken a while to construct due to moving beds and mattresses.

“Once the lights are out, they’re gonna strike. People are gonna fight, and blood is gonna be shed.”

“The price of their greed is their son or daughter..”

Y/n spoke up, the lights going out soon after. With a nod to the group, they slid under their beds on the bottom floor.

Screams soon broke out, with player 224 had been the first one to kill Player 328’s neck for ratting them out. Soon Deok-su joined in. Stabbing people with bottles.

“Sae-byeok!”

Y/n whispers shouted as they watched the young female creep over to the other side. Sliding out from under the bed, they followed, grabbing a metal rod to bash players heads in, blood splattering on their faces.

Both looking at each other, the two team up, backs pressing to one another, Y/n skilled in martial arts with a weapon, Sae-byeok with her pocket knife since she snuggled it in

Doors busting open, pink guards come rushing in, guns drawn and pointed as the players freeze and scramble away. Sae-byeok immediately pocketed the knife, Y/n dropping the metal bar, both covered in blood of various people, both having taken down Deok-su’s possee together and injuring them in the process.

Once the guards clean up the dead bodies, Y/n goes back to where Gi-hun, Ali and Sangwoo sat, Sae-byeok heading to the doors to go to the bathroom, only for Mi-Nyeo to join her, screaming about how she’s gonna piss on the floor in they don’t let her use the bathroom.

Then, the door opened, a triangle guard leading them to the bathroom. Ni-myeo reached into her pants and underwear to pull out cigarettes while Sae-byeok unscrewed the vent to climb inside and look at what they were making.

Almost being caught by a circle guard, she tipped her head to notice that the guard didn’t seem as focused as the others, which resulted in them getting reprimanded for stirring more.

“#29. Stir.”

While that had been going on, the others were discussing the second game, trying to think what it could be, waiting for Sae-byeok to come back and tell them..

[zomb13zoe]

I watched squid game

[mysatnin]

i need a deok-su fics in my life. i’m sick of pretending he’s not hot. i thought tumblr would go crazy for him. 🥲

also who that in the back!?! (player 303)

[katsinspats]

Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!

I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished

[marksandrec]

Marks and Rec: Misc #2578

I've literally hurt my neck by turning to look at something so I have no room to talk. (Dialogue from Zoey 101.)

[nickmikeoneshot]

Penso a Davide e Golia

Io sono Golia

Tu mi ucciderai

[sharkb497]

[oh-my-damn]

Philosophy 101

Pairing: Jock!Steve Rogers x Sassy!Tutor!Reader

Status: Coming soon!

Summary: You've always been the smart girl. Be it in school or in life, but especially when it came to boys. You always steered clear of them, knowing they were nothing but trouble. Until a blue-eyed, muscular blonde turns your life upside down, and makes you question everything you thought you knew.

Word count: TBD

Warnings: Fluff, angst and smut (detailed warnings to be updated once the fic is posted)

The beautiful header is by my sweet bestie @justconfettiandsomeddew <3

The beautiful divider is by @firefly-graphics

SNEAK PEEK OF UPCOMING FIC UNDER THE CUT

You spent two hours tutoring Steve in the library until it was time for your morning class. For some inexplicable reason, it was like time flew by, and you didn't even realize it was time to leave before you noticed people filtering out of the library.

Steve had progressed tremendously even in the short span of two hours, and you had to give it to Professor Adler – he was right.

Steve wasn't an idiot, far from it actually, but you suspected he had a hard time prioritizing. You got the sense that his main concern was football, and you couldn't fault him for that, knowing that's the case for a lot of the guys at your school.

Steve is reading through a paragraph when you notice the time, making you gently whisper, "I think we need to wrap it up, class is starting soon."

His head lifts in surprise, his face turning towards you, "It is? What time is it?"

You inhale quietly when he turns to face you, those baby blues practically inches from your face as you sit next to him. Steve is beautiful in a different way than the usual jocks around here; he is clean-shaven, his features had an innocence to them while simultaneously being devastatingly manly and handsome.

It was hard to describe it, really, and it made you a bit enamored with him. You'd caught yourself watching him for the past two hours, subtly of course, to ensure he wouldn't notice. You'd had to hide your smile when you noticed the dent in his nose, disrupting the straight line of it, undoubtedly from a football injury.

You'd also caught yourself staring at his long lashes, fluttering and touching his cheek whenever he blinked. They were thick, too, such wasted potential on a guy who would never understand what a blessing they are.

You noticed the small beauty marks on his skin; littered across his face, down his neck, branding him in a delicate way. Part of you wanted to trace them, run your fingers over his skin to feel whether it would be as soft as it looked.

Even his blonde hair, unkempt and mussed up as it was, made you yearn to run your fingers through it. His expressive eyebrows, his high cheekbones, his sharp jawline; staring at Steve was undoubtedly more interesting than studying – he was like a work of art, so effortlessly gorgeous, you weren't even sure he realized.

Of course he does. A guy like that knows how hot he is. You can tell by the way his large biceps are visible even through the lumpy fabric of his hoodie, his thick thighs not well hidden by his sweats. He was built, tall, muscular; a handsome football player, of course he realizes how gorgeous he is.

You offer him a small smile, glancing toward the clock on your laptop, "It's 9.10. We have class at 9.30. And I need to get something to eat before, I think, or I don't know if I'll make it through."

Steve lets out a chuckle at your words, and the melodic sound warms your veins in a comforting way. He's got a great laugh, of course he would, that beautiful bastard.

"You have a point, getting through Professor Adler's class on an empty stomach is near impossible."

You nod, mirroring his chuckle, "Yeah, exactly. But we made great progress today, you'll be just fine for the test, Steve. You're all good." You smile as you get up from your seat to gather your things, and Steve watches you for a moment before he blurts out, "Oh, uh, I don't know, I think I need a little more tutoring, just-"

You shake your head as you chuckle, "No, really Steve, I think you'll be alright for the test. You know this stuff, you just need to be confident about it."

Steve frowns as he watches you pack your books in your bag, glancing down at the textbook in front of him. He hadn't even realized that two hours had passed, it was like being in a different world this entire time.

He's noticed you before, more times than he can count. Not just because you were the smartest girl in class, and constantly had your hand up, but also because you were strikingly beautiful, in an understated way that made him curious to know more about you.

He wasn't sure if you even realized how pretty you were, he had a suspicion you didn't, or that, even if you did, you simply didn't care.

And that was fascinating to Steve. It had been from the very moment he first saw you in freshman year.