#squid games tickle

[someone1348]

It was long overdue...its time; I'm doing a squid games fic! I'm scared, but I'm posting it anyway! I've wanted to write for it for a while now, I just never had ideas or motivation! There's already so many great squid games writers, and I just am nervous!

Anyway!

The people in this: Ler!Jung-Bae, Lee!Dae-ho (naturally, I had to do them first!)

Tw: Anxiety, a little cursing, regardless this is a tickle fic, so if you don't like it, please keep scrolling! Thank you! :]

Also, squid games season 2 spoilers, so if you haven't watched it, I'd recommend watching it first!

With that being said enjoy!! <3

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Such a ticklish marine

They had just finished the six-legged pentathlon. Spirits were high for about five seconds before they heard the gunshots again from the other side of the room. Dae-ho squirmed back again, covering his ears. Heart racing as Jung-Bae put a hand to his shoulder. It was almost like it was second nature. Dae-ho definitely showed his love through physical touch, and Jung-Bae did, too, so it just worked. They mirrored each other perfectly. The older of the two really took Dae-ho in, especially after he found out he was also an ex-marine. The bond of marines is unbreakable, but with how big Jung-Bae's heart is, he saw Dae-ho like the son he never had. Even if he doesn't admit it out loud, his actions show everything.

So when he's freaking out, covering his ears, fidgeting, the whole nine yards, he clocked his ptsd pretty fast. It made his heart ache a little for the poor boy. He wanted to, no, needed to do something to help him out. Jung-Bae took a deep breath and walked behind him as they entered the main room. Several teams who made it already sitting on one of the bunks groupped together, naturally. They did the same, sitting down waiting now for dinner to be served. Dae-ho was fidgeting again with his hands, scanning the room as some of the teams gave their team ugly stares. Jung-Bae placed a gentle hand to his knee for support, to try and ground him so he knows that he's not alone. Dae-ho's shoulders jumped a little at the impact but relaxed when he realized it was just Jung-Bae.

"Don't worry about them... they're just greedy assholes. We won't let anything happen to you or anyone on our team." Jung-Bae said with a determined smile as Dae-ho nodded.

"Sir, yes, sir!" Dae-ho replied out of instinct as Jung-Bae giggled gently at this.

"Atta boy!" He gently squeezed Dae-ho's knee as his hearty laughter grew. Without having time to hold back a reaction, Dae-ho squeaked quietly, but it definitely caught Jung-Bae's attention. Even through his laughter, he definitely heard that correctly. Blinking gently, Jung-Bae looked up at the boy with curiosity. Dae-ho's eyes widened. He tried to keep a poker face, like nothing happened, but he was really bad at that. Jung-Bae and everyone around him could see right through him.

"Dae-ho...?" Jung-Bae said a slight tease in his voice.

Dae-ho gulped gently and blinked "Yes...Sir...?"

The nervous reaction sent Jung-Bae's smile into a wicked smirk. He scooted closer to the already anxious marine. Now his heart was racing again, not out of fear, though. It moved quickly knowing what was potentially about to happen. He has four older sisters. He knows a 'I'm gonna tickle you' look when he sees one!

"Don't tell me, you, a strong, brave, ex-marine is ticklish?" He teased him, obviously not talking down to him. Dae-ho knew this and was thankful that he didn't make fun of him for it. It was normal, nothing to be ashamed about. Dae-ho took a deep breath, not knowing how to respond. Jung-Bae just giggled.

"This is gold!" He seemed happier than ever at this newfound information. Was...was that it? Was he really not going to get tickled? Dae-ho was overthinking it before the gaurds called everyone to grab dinner. Snapping out of his thoughts, they all got in line to get their portion of the meals. It was barely anything. Every day, there was less. They did that on purpose, but hey, at least they were getting something to eat.

After getting his tin and water, Dae-ho sat back down in the same spot. Jung-Bae, however, moved up a step to sit next to Dae-ho. The younger looked at the older with wider eyes than normal. Jung-Bae didn't say anything he just opened his tin and started eating.

"What did you get?" The question made Dae-ho blink before he opened his tin.

"Um...the same thing as you, we all get the same thing, sir," he said matter-of-factly. Which again made Jung-Bae giggle. This man was just always full of laughter, even in a situation like this. Something that made Dae-ho admire him even further. The conversation fell silent again as they kept eating. Jung-Bae talking to Gi-Hun and the others before turning back to Dae-ho.

"So...where are you most ticklish?" He asked teasingly and excitedly.

Dae-ho nearly choked on his rice at the question. Coughing a little before regaining his senses, Jung-Bae laughed.

"You okay, soldier?"

Dae-ho nodded quickly. The older patted his shoulder again happily. Jung-Bae was doing all of this on purpose. Sure, he wanted to know this information, but he wanted to help, mostly. He thought that maybe tickling him could help get him distracted enough to calm his anxiety. It worked on Gi-Hun whenever he had nightmares as kids, so maybe it'll help Dae-ho, too. He needed to try regardless. If it doesn't work, he'll try something else. Jung-Bae smirked and went back to teasing.

"If you won't talk, that's fine, I'll figure it out one way or another," he hummed gently, running a hand down his spine. Dae-ho arched gently out of instinct and smiled. Good a smile, that's a start. He's not uncomfortable. That's all he wanted to make sure of first before he could do anything.

Once dinner was completed, Jung-Bae finally put his plan into action. Dae-ho tried to move away to throw his tin away, but Jung-Bae pulled him back.

"Ah ah ah... you can do that later! I wanna see what you can do, boy! You've impressed me a lot as of recently. Let's keep that streak up, sha'll we?" He hummed as Dae-ho raised an eyebrow.

"I'm honored, sir, but I'm not exactly following..." He said honestly as Jung-Bae's smirk returned.

"Don't laugh~" he teased. Without warning, he used both hands to gently squeeze at Dae-ho's sides. A loud shriek rang through the place, followed by laughter and Dae-ho rolling over, trying to escape him. If he started with any other spot, he would've been able to hold it in, but Jung-Bae had to get his worst spot first! On a total guess too! Not fair!

Jung-Bae giggled with him. "You didn't even last a second! Such a ticklish marine~" he teased again, stopping for a second so Dae-ho could catch his breath and sit up.

"That wasn't fair! I could've done better if you didn't go for-" he inhaled and bit his lip as Jung-Bae tickled his neck in retaliation for the attitude. This was so fun for him now.

"Ohhhh, there we go! You're lasting relatively well. Let's see how you pair up against two spots at once!" He cheered before using his other hand to skitter gently across his ribs. Dae-ho squirmed a little but kept his laughter back as best as he could.

"You can do it, Dae-ho!" He supported him while actively scribbling across his stomach to get to each side of his ribs. Back and forth, while his other hand still wiggled against the right side of Dae-ho's neck. It took 10 more seconds before Dae-ho burst out in giggles again. Lying on the steps to try and get away. Jung-Bae's hands followed his movements with a smile.

"Juhuhung-bahahae!! Sihihir! Please! Hahaha!" It was light airy giggles since Jung-Bae was being relatively nice about it, for now. The older marines heart practically melted into puddy at the sound.

"Please what Dae-ho? I can't understand you with all this laughter!" He pulled up his shirt a little, using both hands to now tickle his stomach, which got Dae-ho kicking now. His water bottle now knocked off the stairs. Thank God it was closed. But Young-il had to duck, moving out of the way of the water bottle and the pair.

"JUHuhUhung-BAHaEHe!" He laughed a little more as his hands held onto the others' wrists. The other laughed with him and continued to tease him. One finger finding it's way into his belly button. This caused Dae-ho to make a sound similar to a snort and laugh some more.

"You know I think this might be why you're not a marine anymore, you're an interrogation risk, one little tickle and you'd spill all the beans of our plans" he joked which made the other a little embarrassed. His ears were a little red as he kept laughing.

"HaHaHAHAHA!" He kept going. "I wOhoHould nEHeHeVer! BETraHAhay! My TeHEHEheam!" He tried to defend himself before Jung-Bae smirked. He knew that, duh, but that was still adorable. He liked it when he was laughing rather than panicking. It suited him.

"Tickle Tickle Tickle~" he teased more, moving up to gently tickle his underarms. Dae-ho slammed them down quickly, his laughter never subsiding as he squirmed around on the step.

"GEhehEt OhoHOUT oF tHEHehere!!" He shook his head no as Jung-Bae giggled.

"Oh? Do you want me to pick a different spot?" He asked gently as Dae-ho nodded frantically through his laughter. He soon regretted his decision as Jung-Bae's hands went from his underarms to his sides, squeezing the ex-marine's most ticklish spot with determination.

"AHAHAHAHA NOHOHO HAHAHAHA!" Dae-ho let out a bout of laughter mixed with some incoherent speech. His kicking increased ten-folds as well. He was a squirmer, that's for sure. Jung-Bae smiled and kept going.

"What's the matter soldier? Is it too ticklish for ya? Hmm? I'm gonna getcha!" He was deep into tickle monster mode now. There was no stopping Jung-Bae now. Dae-ho squeaked this time as he let himself laugh.

"IHIHHIT TIHIHIHICKLES! JUHUHUHUNG-BAHAEHE!" He threw his head back gently, laughing as his back arched into his hands out of instinct. This was amusing to Jung-Bae. So he was enjoying this, good!

"SHIHIHIT!-" He said, moving his body back to the floor. Jung-Bae smirked at this.

"Such fowl language for an ex-marine! Watch your tone, young man!" He smiled before blowing a raspberry into one of his sides, still tickling his other side with the other hand. He lost his mind.

"SIHIHIHIR! IHIM SOHOHORRY! MERCY PLEHEHEHEHEASE HAHAHA!" He asked for mercy. Jung-Bae gave him a few more scribbles before he finally stopped. Beaming, Jung-Bae sat back and watched Dae-ho catch his breath, giggles poking through every now and again.

"At ease, buddy"

"Thahank you...sir" he sat up gently as Jung-Bae patted his shoulder again. His duty was done. Mission completed.

"Dae-ho, don't worry about it, you aren't the only ticklish ex-marine around." Gi-Hun smirked as Jung-Bae gasped

"Gi-Hun!" He said, sounded offended even though he really wasn't. Dae-ho giggled at this and turned to Jung-Bae.

"I see..." he hummed teasingly

Like father like son.

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Thank you @sleepy--anon for pushing me further to write for squid games and giving me the duo idea! I hope I did the fandom/show justice!

-K :]

[otomiyaa]

Gi-hun's Weakness

Gi-hun & In-ho

A/N: Hiatus & queue over right before the end of the year and this is the first shite I'm throwing at y'all HELp.

Summary: Hwang In-ho finds out something interesting about Gi-hun during their bathroom break. (Also on AO3)

Warnings: Season 2 spoilers, mention of blood, silly tickles

Word Count: 1.1K

The bathroom wasn't as messy as it was after the first game. Sure, the six legged pentathlon resulted in shock and terror equally to the first round, but it was dealt with differently.

Hwang In-ho noted the silence in the bathroom, apart from the sound of people peeing and mumbling. No more panicked cries like "what's going on?!", and no more people wailing that they were going to die.

There was less blood. Less panic.

Queueing to take a piss, In-ho listened to the soft mumbles and whispers that were heard instead.

"Jung-bae."

In-ho heard Seong Gi-hun's voice behind him.

"Yeah?" Jung-bae reacted.

They sounded so dry as if they were just meeting at the coffee machine in the office. In-ho rubbed his nose and sniffed to hide a chuckle.

"What do you think the next game would be?"

"Dunno. You?"

".....I'm not sure."

In-ho nodded slowly. Earlier, Gi-hun had been wrong to think the Dalgona game would be back like some boring repetitive cycle, how stupid could he be? Obviously he couldn't guess the next game either.

"You know what it should definitely not be?" Jung-bae asked.

In-ho was all ears.

"No idea? Something where we will all die?" was Gi-hun's unserious reply.

Jung-bae laughed sarcastically. "Haha, no. Something where you would die for sure. A tickle fight. "

In-ho raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, that's unfair," Gi-hun immediately hissed. They tried to keep their voices down, but In-ho could hear every word. It was also almost his turn to pee. He didn't want to go.

"It's like a children's game, right? And you're so ticklish. Your chances are very slim," Jung-bae whispered.

Gi-hun mumbled something that sounded more like gibberish or some sort of embarrassed cry, but before In-ho could enjoy more of the conversation it was their turn to pee, after which they had to go back.

The amused Front Man couldn't help but repeat this new information in his mind for no reason at all.

The next game... A tickle fight. He regretted this was not the case. But he glanced at Gi-hun who was walking just slightly before him. He reached out and took his collar, forcing the guy to stop walking while everyone else continued obliviously.

Gi-hun looked at him in surprise and confusion. "What are you doing?" he asked calmly. "Is there something on me?"

It was still kind of cute that he didn't even suspect Hwang In-ho at all. He should know better after knowing the previous #001 player. Then again, In-ho had to admit, that six legged pentathlon just now... Doing that together was pretty fun. He was glad Gi-hun was so oblivious.

"Your friend was just promoting your weakness in the bathroom. You think that's okay?" the Front Man asked, not even sure what he was getting at himself.

Gi-hun snorted. "Oh that. He was just joking."

In-ho looked from side to side for a quick moment. People were still passing by. Then without warning he jabbed Gi-hun in the side. A surprised cackle could be heard, and Gi-hun quickly covered his mouth.

"Shit! D-don't do that!" He lifted his knee - as if his first response was to knee In-ho in the balls? In-ho swiftly caught his leg under his knee and pressed his victim against the wall. Oh he was in for it now.

With his free hand he reached back for Gi-hun's side and clawed firmly this time. One would say that Hwang In-ho may have forgotten how it was possible to tickle a person, but gladly that wasn't the case.

"HAH! Hehehey you- don't you dahahare!"

Oh but In-ho dared. He felt a smirk tugging at his lips as he tickled Gi-hun, reducing him to a pile of silly yelps and giggles with ease.

"A joke, hm? I guess that joke was so funny it makes you laugh until you cry," In-ho said in a bit of a sinister tone.

"I ahaham not cryihing! Lehet go ohof mehe!" Gi-hun struggled fiercely against the wall. In-ho glanced over his shoulder. Looked like the last few people left the bathroom and they awkwardly refused to look their way. It probably looked more like In-ho and Gi-hun were caught in a violent one-on-one rather than the tickly mess it actually was, but still.

In-ho waited until they were around the corner and then shoved Gi-hun onto the ground, just because he could. There he proceeded to actually make work of this: to make sure he would actually cry, because why not.

His large hands dug into Gi-hun's ribs and made him screech, and In-ho found himself chuckling as well.

"To me it does sound like you're crying," he taunted.

"Quihihit it- nohoho! You- WAhhahah!" It felt so satisfying to watch him flop on the floor like a ticklish fish. Or something. In-ho noted every strange movement Gi-hun made. He absorbed every ridiculous shriek and cackle that echoed through the hallway, and for a moment he got a little carried away there.

It was just him, Gi-hun, and that insane weakness of his. Well, and the guard who stood awkwardly on the side with his gun, but who also knew with one look from In-ho that he was in no way allowed to interrupt.

And Gi-hun? Well, too ticklish, too naive, too silly to even wonder why the guard wouldn't break up this crazy tickle fight. If anyone could even call that a fight.

By the time In-ho granted him mercy, tears were in Gi-hun's eyes and he desperately gasped for air.

"Care to repeat: was it really a joke?" In-ho asked. Gi-hun gave a stiff shake of the head.

"W-wasn't."

His blush looked rather funny.

"So?"

"Got a weakness," Gi-hun admitted, probably noting In-ho's threatening hand that was still covering his ribs, ready to attack again if he wouldn't surrender.

"Which is...?" In-ho smirked and Gi-hun admitted defeat with a deep sigh.

"I'm ticklish."

His expression showed how much he hated to admit defeat, but In-ho also knew he had made perfectly clear that he wasn't going to leave it alone without the confession. He grinned, satisfied with that little win.

"Got it. That wasn't so hard, hm? So I'd tell that friend of yours to be careful announcing that weakness in a place like this," In-ho said as he finally got back on his feet and held out his hand to help Gi-hun up as well.

Still rather flustered, Gi-hun accepted quietly and nodded. "You're right."

In-ho had to hold back his own laughter. Poor man had to be so embarrassed!

"I promise I won't tell anyone," In-ho said.

"Well, thanks for that," Gi-hun replied, indeed sounding like he wished he could sink through the floor. Together they returned to the others, and while In-ho knew the next game wasn't going to be a tickle fight, he was kind of glad he still got to make use of that foolish weakness just by himself.

[ryoko-loves-roses]

looked better in my head..... ANYWAY -

[janthonyfell]

The fact that the guards (In-ho himself) shaved Gi-hun before putting him in the games is so intimate and personal and it's impossible to get it out of my head.

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

The Forbidden Topic

Hey gigglers!

This fic was requested by @ryoko-loves-roses who wanted lee Frontman and lee salesman. So I wrote for both of their ticklish asses!

Summary: The Frontman has some time off with his favorite employee. Unfortunately for him, a rather sensitive topic is raised.

Warning - their are discussions of Frontman x 456 in this

Warning - This is a TICKLE FIC

The Recruiter and his boss, Hwang In-Ho, were having a smoke outside a coffee shop. It was late at night and a rather deserted neighborhood, so they could talk shop without the fear of being heard.

They chatted about everything - from which players they thought would stay and leave after the first round, to which were the best at Dakji (the Recruiter had a lot of fun telling those stories), to joking about previous winners.

"Speaking of previous winners", the Salesman said, his usual stoic demeanor at the forefront, "I heard a rumor that you put player 456 back in the games".

In-Ho smirked, "Oh, I did yes. The idiot wanted to go back in. Apparently the guards found a tracker in his tooth - what a juvenile plan".

The Salesman chuckled, his white teeth gleaming, enjoying bonding over Gi-Hun's misfortune.

"I'll enjoy watching him this year", In-Ho continued, "Let's see what he does. Hell, he might even try to stage a coup".

The Salesman's smirk turned cheeky, "Yeah, you'll be keeping a close eye on him alright".

In-Ho growled. "What's that supposed to mean?", he asked, turning around to directly face his employee. Oh, he knew exactly what The Recruiter was alluding to, but he wouldn't admit it to save his life.

"Oh come on", The Recruiter said. He didn't say it in a playful way - he said it in his regular, relaxed tone - which had a hint of mischief at In-Ho's unfortunate expense.

"I'm talking about your obvious....crush on 456", he said slyly. This made the Frontman's face go red with furry, and perhaps a bit of embarassment.

"Okay, shut up right now or your fired", he groaned, trying to look as stern as he could. In his defense, it was hard to look stern when you were being teased about someone you were....interested in.

The Recruiter, knowing it was an empty threat, continued, "Is that why you've also decided to join the games as a player this year? You think you have a shot with the guy?"

Okay, that was it. The Recruiter had gone too far. He grabbed his shoulders, pushing him into the brick wall, his eyes bulging. Of course, the Recruiter maintained his calm demeaner, just smirking despite his situation.

He knew that In-Ho wouldn't actually attack him. They'd been friends before In-Ho had hired him, and there were times when they acted, let's just say, unprofessionally with each other. If their work wasn't so brutal, they could even have been referred to as 'best buddies'.

They stood like that for a few seconds - In-Ho pinning the Recruiter against the wall, breathing heavily, looking like he would strike at any second. The younger man decided to put his hands up in mock surrender, just to aggravate his boss even further.

Suddenly, a dark smile crept onto the Frontman's lips. The Recruiter, a little confused but not not showing it, asked - "What is it?"

"Ohh, nothing", In-Ho said with a sigh. The evil undertone of his voice did make the Recruiter, although he would never admit it, a little worried.

"It's just that, well, you've' lifted up your arms so....you've' pretty much decided my method of retaliation for me".

Before the Recruiter could respond, he felt ten digits digging into his sides, causing him to collapse forward with a whine. In-Ho chuckled as he stabilized the man, keeping him pinned so that he had proper access to that oh-so-sensitive torso.

"Nohohoho!", the man gasped - his normally cocky self completely thrown out the window by his ticklish nature.

"You deserve this", In-Ho continued, scratching at his sides more gently and slowly, before speeding up again - taking delight in the way his victim's laughter got louder and softer, up pitches and down pitches, depending on the exact movements of his attacker's fingers.

"Fuhuhuhuck yohohohou!", he laughed, thrashing to the side, trying to use his chest muscles to knock off the offending hands.

"Hey", In-Ho said innocently, "No need to use that language with me. That's hardly professional".

In-Ho's grin grew wider as he began to poke at his employee's ribs experimentally. The man gasped, before his laughter went squeaky and he began to flail his arms uselessly.

"Ooo, there it is!", In-Ho remarked with an accomplished smile, "There's that spot that always gets you".

The Recruiter was giggling and squealing to much to respond.

"You know", In-Ho added, beginning to have a bit too much fun watching this normally stoic man dissolve under his fingers , "It's quite dangerous to be this ticklish in a job like yours. What if the potential contestants use it against you, hmm?"

The Frontman's victim continued to laugh and thrash, those squeaks being so high pitched that they could have deafened a cat.

"I mean, couldn't they just get really fed up with you when they keep losing. What if they decide to smack you back, only to than realize that..."

In-Ho stopped, pausing his fingers. The Recruiter began to catch his breath, but before he could speak, he was interrupted.

"What if they realized that doing this would be much more effective?"

Before he could protest, In-Ho started squeezing the Recruiter's belly, making him scream.

"Wow, you lucky nobody's around. They'd think I was slaughtering a wild animal."

"NAHAHAHA - HAHHA - NOHOHO!", the Recruiter cried, flailing more desperately.

"Now do you regret that stupid little remark?", the Front man prompted, digging one of his hands around the man's navel, making him squeal before he continued to toss and turn.

"IHIHIHIHI - IHIHIHI..."

"Aww, are you too ticklish to respond?", In-Ho teased, his grin both wicked and sincere, "How adorable little buddy".

This went on for a few more seconds, before In-Ho could see tears streaming down the younger man's cheeks. Satisfied, the Frontman let up, stepping back and giving the Recruiter space to breathe.

The released man smashed his hand to his heart, breathing heavily, giggles still slipping from his lips.

"Hohoholly shit".

"You deserved that", In-Ho quickly responded.

"Yeheah, well, you deserve this!"

In an instant, the Recruiter had grabbed In-Ho's shoulders, turned him around and pinned him against that brick wall.

"Now", he said evilly, his smug smirk returning as he watched In-Ho's mild panic at realizing he was completely trapped, "Let's see if you can take what you dish out, hmm?"

The Recruiter raised his eyebrows as he started poking his right hand up and down Inho's side, and using his left hand to squeeze at that knee. The man snorted, before letting out a stream of cackles.

"Nohohoho!", he whined, his legs sinking but the Recruiter holding him up in place.

"What was that? No?", the Recruiter teased, taking the hand that was on his side and drilling a finger into the side of In-Ho's belly.

"Nahahaha! Quit ihihihit!"

"Wow", the Recruiter said, "You ticklish bastard. You have the audacity to ask me to stop?"

The assaulting fingers wiggled faster, moving to attack under their victim's arms. In-Ho let out another loud snort before his laughter became louder and his squirms more desperate.

"Okahahy! Okahahahy! Stahahawp!"

The Recruiter smiled to himself. Sure, his boss wasn't as ticklish as he was, but he was still pretty damn sensitive, and it gave him an excessive sense of satisfaction to get this revenge.

"Oooo, what if I told Mr 456 about this little weakness, hmm?", the Recruiter teased, knowing that there was nothing the Frontman could do to fight back.

In-Ho's cheeks went darker, his eyes flashing with a tint of anger that was completely undermined by his laughter "Shuhuhuhuhut uhuhuhuup!"

The recruiter chuckled again, "Your really in no position to be telling me to do anything. Wouldn't it be funny if that guy somehow found out that you can be taken down by a few fingers under your arms? Wouldn't that be cute. He would tickle you all night - you would keep up the other players with your laughter".

In-Ho was too flustered to respond. The Recruiter's idea sounded....nice...but no. He had a job to do.

Finally, the Recruiter ceased his attack, though he kept his victim pinned to the wall.

As the front man huffed and puffed, the Recruiter raised an eyebrow, making that expression he always did when he was challenging someone to a game.

"I'll only let you go if you swear not to get me back. Deal?"

In-Ho, completely resigned, let out a sigh "Okay, deal".

Man, what would Gi-Hun do if he found out?

Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed! We never see these two together in the show so this is just how I'd imagine their dynamic is lol. Feel free to give feedback - my back is starving

[saturnzskyzz]

Laugh for me

Lee: Thanos Ler! Nam-gyu

A/N: I saw a post that was made on tiktok (I saw the image on here cause I don't have tiktok no more 😔) about Nam-gyu tracing Thanos's tattoo's and that Thanos was tryna hold in his giggles, So now here we are :]

Enjoy!

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In the ordinary life of the "Thanos world" as the rapper likes to call it; he and all that was rest of the players had successfully played another game to earn money. Thanos and Nam-gyu, who's always attached to the back of his leg, were chanting while skipping to their respected beds to chill.

"A SUCCESSFUL WIN!" Thanos shouted, while almost near their beds.

Nam-gyu smiled at the playfulness. He raised his fist to silently appluad their victory.

Now to their beds, with Thanos sitting on his, while Nam-gyu glued to his right side, but he didn't care. They were chilling while analyzing everyone else who looked distraught and panicked from major losses and just fear.

"What a bunch of sad souls." Nam-gyu said, putting on his fake empathy face. As he did, he turned to meet Thanos in the eyes, who also turned his head with a pretending saddened face. As they locked eyes, they couldn't help but giggle like a bunch of high school girls as they're way too high off their ass from the pills that Thanos liked to carry around.

"They'll get through it, bro. One way or another, that ihis." Thanos giggled, putting a hand on Nam-gyu's shoulder as leverage because, good god! The man was leaning almost off the bed to fall to his "death," he liked to imagine.

Nam-gyu glanced down at the hand, analyzing the tattoos that was on it. There was a black ring around his middle finger, as well as a very detailed tattoo right in the middle. He looked up at Thanos, and then back to the tattoos, until he realized that he had also had a line going straight down from his neck on the side. Of course, one could think to touch it.

As Thanos was still analyzing everyone else, he brought up his hand to trace from the top of his neck tattoo, following it down to where it met the jacket.

"AAH- watch it, man! What the fuck are you doing?" Thanos jolted, quickly looking at Nam-gyu who was just as shocked as he was. He covered the side of his neck while looking at him.

"Nah, I'm sorry dude. I just thought I'd look at your tattoo's." Nam-gyu said, talking with his hands- the same one that caused Thanos to scream.

"These tattoo's are AMAZING! got them done as quick as possible. You can look all you want. Go on!" he said, turning his head to the side to show his neck tattoo once more. This brought a smile on Nam-gyu's face.

"Woah, sick!" He said, reaching his hand once more to touch the tattoo again. Once more, Thanos screamed.

"H-HEY! no touching! Touching this one is off limits." Thanos demanded, pointing at his neck as he saw how Nam-gyu's shocked face go from a wicked smile.

"Oh really? Is the all legend, Thanos, sensitive on his neck?" Nam-gyu asked devilishly. As he said the word "sensitive" he used both hands to emphasize that word by wiggling them in the air, sending shivers down Thanos's spine.

"No way, bro! I'm too cool to be sensitive." Thanos explained, crossing his arms.

"Then show me!" Nam-gyu said suddenly, nodding his head.

"Show you what, boy?"

"Let me trace your neck tattoo. That'll prove that you aren't sensitive." Nam-gyu explained what he meant without giving away his evil smile.

"Why would I do that for?" Thanos may be high, but he was nervously high now. Why would he want him, the legend rapper, to prove that his neck isn't sensitive? Most specifically, ticklish at that!

"You've beat these game before- these people call them brutal! Surely you can handle my touch, dude." Nam-gyu tried to reason with him. That seemed to change Thanos's mind quite quickly.

"Of course I have! Touching me is NOTHING!" Thanos proudly said. If he were to take this as a challenge, then so be it!

"Then let me trace your neck tattoo!" Nam-gyu smiled now, getting excited by what he's assuming he's about to discover.

With those words, Thanos Whipped his head to the side to show off his neck tattoo with a challenging aura around him, never once uncrossing his arms. "Go for it, man!"

With that, Nam-gyu decided to use one arm to grab at his shoulder, and then used his other to trace the tattoo. He was looking at Thanos's face the entire time to see if the light touch would cause Thanos to break.

For Thanos, he was desperately holding in his giggles. They were wanting to come out so easily! But Thanos didn't let them. He held them in, while trying not to make a face, but his eye was definitely twitching at the sensation, and Nam-gyu could see that clearly.

With a chuckle, Nam-gyu decided to ditch the tracing idea, and went for scratching the area instead. That seemed to throw Thanos of completely.

His giggles came bursting out. Traitors!! He couldn't help but to push at Nam-gyu with one hand while covering his mouth with the other.

"Hehehehey- stohop it maAHAn!" Thanos muffled out.

"This is AMAZING! You couldn't even last one second, HA!" Nam-gyu decided to use four of his fingers to scratch at his neck now, resulting in Thanos to squirm a bit.

"Yohohou're dehehestROYING MYHY EHEHEHGO!" Thanos couldn't help it, this was so embarrassing! The light blush on his features couldn't be stopped either.

Nam-gyu didn't say anything after that. He was too focused on watching Thanos crumble by a few scratches to the neck. Who knew Thanos was ticklish on such a silly spot like his neck?

"Fuhuhuck OHOFF! yohohou bihihitch!" okay, that might've been a stretch. But the tingly feeling shooting down his entire spine was getting him in a dizzy loop.

Nam-gyu definitely didn't take that one bit. "Oh, so you want to call me a bitch now? I see. Well take THIS!" as Nam-gyu said this, he suddenly went for his sides.

Everyone was alarmed by the scream that Thanos released.

"AHAHA, WAHAHAIT! IHIHIHI'M SAHAHA-" he could barely form sentences at this point. He grabbed onto his friends wrists to try and push them off, but the longer he kept going, the weaker Thanos had gotten.

"No WAY you are apologising now! You called me a bitch, so take it like a man." Nam-gyu said, inching up to his ribs, never once staying on a spot.

"AAH-AhahahAHAhahaha, cohoho'mohon BOY! ihihit wahahas a slihihip UHUHUP! You truhuhust mehehe!" he squirmed even more by the new feeling on his ribs.

"Well, I didn't take it as a joke! So this won't be a joke either." as he said this, he was inching closer to Thanos's armpits, and Thanos panicked.

"WHAHAHIT- wahahit WAIT!" He said quickly, throwing his hands in the air to stop Nam-gyu in the process of him going for his death spot.

"What? You can't take your tickles?" Nam-gyu asked, teasingly, making Thanos go even redder.

"Ihihi'll doho anything, juhust please! Dohon't go the extreme, man!" Thanos tried to reason, which he became hopeful as he saw Nam-gyu actually think about his request.

"Hmm.." But there was no answer. He was left with hands stuck to his highest set of ribs, with Nam-gyu looking up to the roof to ponder.

"Ihi-...Naham-su?" Thanos said, getting his name wrong as always.

Nam-gyu snapped back to reality by the name, giving Thanos a smirk. "I almost considered it, Thanos." Nam-gyu said, irritated, as he gripped onto his ribs slightly more, causing Thanos to tense up with anticipated giggles.

".. Whahah-" he was shortly cut off by his friends voice.

"Laugh for me, Thanos." was all Nam-gyu said before going straight for his armpits, enlightening yet another scream from the man beside him.

He squeezed his eyes shut, and gave himself a tight hug as to ensure and ground himself from the sensation that ran through his entire body.

"YOHOHOU BIHI- IHIHI MEHEAN- AHAHAHAHA."

Yeah.. Maybe correct yourself this time, Thanos. You're gonna be there for a while.

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This was short lived.. But, anyway! I hoped you all enjoy! :] (totally not posting this at midnight)

[gigglz]

I have NO idea what they were talking about but we got this as a result😭😭

(The actors from Squid Game. Player 456 (Seong Gi-hun's) actor and front man's actor)

[letupabit]

I know you'll talk

A/N: Based off of requests from @estelle-skully and @ryoko-loves-roses , I hope you guys enjoy! I had such a lot of fun writing this, thank you for your asks!

Summary: Gi-hun gets a call from his 'new friends' claiming they finally managed to catch the man they've been after for years- The one and only Recruiter. Interrogation is the logical way forward, and Gi-hun discovers the perfect method to get all the answers he needs.

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Gi-hun was abruptly awoken by the dull buzz of his phone. He forced his eyes open from yet another near-sleepless night of being hunched over a map of his city, trying to retrace his steps and fill gaps in his search for the very same gentleman who had recruited him into the games three years ago.  He had since befriended the loan sharks who drove him to the games in the first place, paying off his debt and promising them great wealth if they could track The Recruiter down. He gave strict instructions for them to keep him alive- Gi-hun needed answers, and The Recruiter would be no use to him dead.

‘Hello?’ He sluggishly brought his phone to his ear, barely having the strength to sit upright in his chair. His throat was so dry, his voice sounding cracked and hoarse.

‘Mr Seong! Hello!’ Gi-hun flinched at the overly perky tone coming from the other end, not expecting such a loud noise first thing in the morning. He moved the phone away from his ear as he straightened up with a groan, his entire body aching. He made a mental note to stop letting himself pass out from exhaustion at the uncomfortable wooden table.

‘We found him’

Gi-hun forgot about his body pain, his vision still blurry from sleep as he shot up onto his feet, the chair behind him falling to the floor in his haste. Immediately his skin prickled and he felt a sharp metallic taste in his mouth. 

‘…you found him…really? You’ve really found him?’

‘That’s right, Mr Seong! In fact, he’s right here’ Mr Kim chuckled, and added sarcastically, ‘Would you like to speak to him?’ Gi-hun then heard what must’ve been The Salesman furiously shouting through some kind of gag. ‘Ah, too bad. He’s not feeling very chatty right now’

Gi-hun wasn’t in the mood for such joviality. 

‘If this is a joke, I’ll kill you’  He spoke slowly and quietly, as if he were scared that he was dreaming and any sudden movement would shatter the illusion. He stared straight ahead, unblinking and stony-faced.

‘Not a joke, Mr Seong. I’ll send you our location and you can come decide what you wanna do with him. See you later’ The last thing Gi-hun heard before the line went dead was something that sounded strangely akin to muffled laughter. He felt a flash of anger at the thought of The Salesman feeling relaxed enough in such a situation that he could be laughing. This anger turned to hatred as he was reminded of The Salesman’s smug face, escaping on the train years ago. Arrogant prick… 

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The location of which he’d been sent was nothing short of a shithole. It was a small apartment on the edge of the city, in what looked like a rather unsavoury neighbourhood. The jagged bricks of the foundation seemed as though they could crumble under the weight of themselves at any moment. Gi-hun hesitated slightly before pushing open the cracked wooden door, adrenaline flowing from the thought of finally coming face to face with the man he’d practically revolved the past three years of his life around. Was this really happening?

The first thing Gi-hun noticed was the undeniably worn interior of this mystery apartment. It looked as if it hadn’t had any TLC in years. This strangely gave him some peace of mind- at least if it had been abandoned, there wouldn’t be any unwelcome intrusions. 

The second thing he noticed, however, was a lot more…intriguing. The sound of laughter. Muffled laughter at that.

‘I can’t believe that cocky bastard’ Muttered Gi-hun under his breath as he walked through the peeling hallway. He followed the sound of the laughter, which he noticed was weirdly too happy, too…carefree. The same type of laughter you’d expect after hearing a good joke- not held hostage by strangers.

 Then again, The Salesman struck him as someone very obviously deeply disturbed, even if it did seem bizarre given the environment.

He pushed these thoughts out of his mind, coming to a stop at the fringe of what he imagined was once the living room of this neglected place. The laughter had stopped, which only spurred him on. Maybe The Salesman had finally realised the weight of the situation?

Entering the room, his heart beating rapidly in his chest and feeling lightheaded, Gi-hun was met with the sight of his two ex-debt hunters. Mr Kim and Woo-Seok were standing with their arms crossed and their back to him. At the sound of the creaking door, they turned around.

‘Ah, Mr Seong! So glad you’re finally here’ Remarked Mr Kim, clasping his hands together. Gi-hun couldn’t see past the two men, who were standing side by side. Neither seemed particularly irritated or stand-offish, despite allegedly catching the man who up until now was impossible to catch. Woo-Seok turned to meet Gi-hun’s eye, looking very pleased with himself. 

‘Where is he?’ Immediately the previous winner was on even more of an edge. He didn’t have time for formalities or friendly conversation. At the back of his mind he couldn’t shake the thought that this was a trap; but what else could they want? He paid back his debts and they were now in an alliance-

‘Ah, don’t look so worried, Mr Seong’ and with that, Mr Kim stepped to the side, and there he was.

The Salesman.

The man who, as far as Gi-hun was concerned, was just as guilty for the deaths of hundreds of people. Perhaps even moreso. The scumbag who preyed on people at their rock bottom, who took advantage and manipulated and sweet-talked his way into the heads of the vulnerable.

He glowered at the bound man, tied to a chair and gagged with some unidentifiable fabric. Finally. The bastard was out of commission, out of options, out of luck. At last. 

The two loan sharks parted to allow Gi-hun to step forwards towards his enemy, anticipation thick in the air as he strode purposefully towards him. Once he’d gotten closer, he couldn’t help but notice that The Salesman looked…worse for wear, to be polite. 

He had visible tear stains streaked down his cheeks, his eyes watery. He was breathing heavily through his nose as though he’d ran a marathon, which seemed odd to Gi-hun as he was sure The Salesman had been immobilised since the phone call from Mr Kim. The abandoned apartment took him at least forty minutes to drive to, so why was the younger man so out of breath? 

He stood a few paces away from The Recruiter, staring down at him with an unreadable expression. Not even he knew what he was feeling in this moment- anger? Hatred? Fear? Pity, maybe?

No. None of those. He felt a way he’d never felt before. All those sleepless nights, all those ‘what if’s?’, all those hours wasted in his own head with the never-ending back and forth of what he could’ve done differently. All these things leading up to this one moment. 

The Salesman stared back up at him, still taking staggered breaths as best he could through the gag. Gi-hun felt satisfaction in the fact that he could see obvious panic in the younger man’s eyes, blinking away tears as he tried to focus.

Before he could say anything, Mr Kim chimed in.

‘We kept him alive, as you can see- unharmed, too. We thought maybe you’d prefer to do that bit, heh’ He laughed dryly, cocking his head to the side as The Salesman shifted his narrowed eyes to his. However, Gi-hun was confused at this statement.

‘If he’s unharmed, why has he been crying?’ Earning another chuckle from Mr Kim, this time one of true amusement.

‘Well, we discovered something rather…out of character, as we were securing him in that chair there. We got bored waiting for you so had some, uh, harmless fun’ 

At Gi-hun’s confused expression, Woo-Seok approached The Salesman. Immediately his victim started shaking his head and shouting through his gag, indecipherable profanities filling the room. That didn’t stop him, obviously, as Woo-Seok’s hands clasped onto his sides, and Gi-hun expected anything other than what was coming next-

The Salesman doubled over in his chair, laughing hysterically, desperately trying to gasp in breaths through his gag.  He twisted side to side as best as he could, doing all he could to escape the tormenting hands.

‘It leaves no marks and no long-term effects, so we figured you wouldn’t mind’ Said Woo-Seok, continuing to tickle The Recruiter to further tears. ‘Besides, this numbskull is so ticklish he’s practically asking for it’. 

Gi-hun noticed that at that remark, the trapped man’s laughter became angrier sounding, and he could tell he was enraged at the fact that he couldn’t verbally defend himself. Usually he was so full of wise-cracks and wit, but was now reduced to nothing but frantic giggles. 

The previous winner couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It was both confusing yet endearing, strange yet satisfying to see this usually so put-together man fall apart at something as childish as tickling. This man who haunted not only his waking hours, but on the rare occurrence he got enough sleep, his dreams, being brought to tears from ticklish laughter… well, it was surreal.

‘Okay, okay, let the man through. I’m sure he has something more effective up his sleeve’ Said Mr Kim, watching as his colleague rolled his eyes and walked away from the still-giggling Recruiter. 

‘Yeah, yeah. You can’t deny it’s a lot of fun though’ Retorted Woo-Seok, letting up on his ticklish assault and stepping back. ‘Go on then, Gi-hun. Make him talk’. 

Truthfully, it had all happened so fast that Gi-hun hadn’t actually formed any kind of plan. The entire drive over he’d been in such a state of shock that he couldn’t think straight, and so he didn’t actually know what to do. All he did know is that he needed answers, and he needed them today.

Without a word, he walked over to The Salesman until he was as close as Woo-Seok had just been. He bent down until he was at the teary man’s level, not breaking eye contact. He grabbed the gag and pulled it down roughly, allowing him to speak. Immediately a string of frantic babbling tumbled out The Recruiter’s mouth.

‘You’re all crazy! The fact you think you’re going to get away with this is laughable. Don’t you know who I have connections with?’ He was so desperate to find a way out. Gi-hun scoffed at this, knowing he finally had the upper hand. 

‘I don’t think you’re in any position to discuss what’s laughable. And as for who you have connections with- that’s exactly what I’m here to find out’ he revelled in the anxious look the recruiter gave him, knowing this feeling was completely foreign to him. When was the last time he had to bargain his way out of something? When was the last time he was on the opposite end of power?

‘Now, you’re going to tell me exactly what you know about the games. Let’s start with an easy one- Who’s in charge?’

The Salesman barked out a nasty laugh, spite filling his voice. 

‘Why would I share anything with trash like you?’ Behind them, Mr Kim and Woo-Seok exchanged excited glances. They didn’t want to interfere with the man who was paying them such an insane amount of won, but hell…this was intense.

‘Hah, you’re kidding, right? You surely can’t have forgotten you’re weak to something as stupid as this’ and with that, Gi-hun grabbed the recruiter’s sides and squeezed up and down rapidly. Both the loan sharks were shocked to witness this, expecting their ex-victim to use violence and harm to extract the answers he’d been so desperate for. 

But truly, inflicting pain wasn’t in Gi-hun’s nature. In fact, he was actually somewhat relieved to have had this silly weakness revealed to him; yes, The Salesman was a hardened, cocky man who deserved far worse, but his hysterical laughter told Gi-hun that this was possibly even worse for him than pain. The humiliation of it alone was killing him, and Gi-hun could tell.

‘FUCK! AHAHAHAHAHAahahaHAHAHA! GEHEHEHET YO-AHAAHAHAHA! GEHEHEHE-AHAHAHA!’ 

Gi-hun couldn’t help but smirk at how effective this method was. The fact that this man was literally crying from this? From tickling? Oh, it was too good. He withdrew his hands, watching with great interest as The Recruiter gasped for breath, residual giggles escaping him to his chagrin. As much as he tried, the smile on his face was stuck there, fuelling his utter frustration. 

‘Were you trying to say something? Speak up, we’re all listening’ Remarked Gi-hun, not even trying to hide his excitement. 

‘…Get off me, I said. Which you clearly have done. So I gue-EHAHAHAHAHA!’ The bound man couldn’t even finish his sentence before Gi-hun went for round two, forming his hands into fists and knuckling The Recruiter’s ribs. He kicked his legs as best he could, laughter going up an octave. 

‘Actually, I’m only interested in what you say if it’s answering my question’ Just as quick as the tickling started, it stopped. ‘I’ll ask again- Who’s in charge?’ 

The Salesman was furious, the very notion of him being subdued by tickling of all things absolutely infuriated him. 

‘I would rather die than give you anyth-IHIHIHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAAHAHAahahaha-AHAHAHAHAHA!’ Again, his sentence was cut off by Gi-hun’s skilful fingers digging into his ribs. The act of not being able to use his usual witty remarks made him furious, the realisation of his helplessness further exacerbated when his assaulter hit a particularly bad spot, just below his armpits. It tickled like hell, and he couldn’t do anything but laugh.

‘Can you not understand simple instructions? Am I just speaking to myself here?’ Gi-hun focused on this specifically sensitive spot, relishing in the even higher pitched laughter it elicited. Despite how much of a sociopath he was, The Recruiter’s laughter was so endearing. Hearing him laugh so openly was almost…cute. Gi-hun ceased his attack, wanting to give his victim a chance to ‘redeem’ himself. 

The Recruiter took in shaky gasps of air, blinking tears out his eyes. 

‘I-I…I’m not telling you anything. Why would I share-eahaaAHAHAAHAAAHAHA-!‘ He threw his head back and laughed freely, Woo-Seok and his boss staring in disbelief. They both exchanged glances toward each other at the sight of the man they’d been tracking non-stop for years laughing his head off like a little child. 

‘STAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAH! FUHUHUHUHUHUCK!’ The Saleman’s laughter was intense, already weakened from the tickling he’d experienced from the two ex-loansharks before Gi-hun had arrived. Anything further was just salt on the wound. He had expected to get himself back together in time for when the previous winner had joined the scene and administered some kind of painful interrogation technique upon him- he hadn’t expected Gi-hun to contribute to the tickling.

Gi-hun stilled his fingers to give the wheezing man a chance to talk. In a way, he hoped that he wouldn’t give any information- this was the most fun he’d had in a while.

‘I’m not…telling the likes of you…anything…’ The Salesman gasped inbetween words- wow, this guy really didn’t admit defeat, huh?

That didn’t matter to Gi-hun. He had all the time in the world, now that he knew he had The Recruiter under his thumb, knowing he couldn’t be out there manipulating more people- he had no reason to rush. 

‘Whatever you say. I have all day’ and then, in a sarcastic tone, ‘maybe you should call in sick? Seeing as you won’t make today’s quota’ He chuckled at his own joke, however The Recruiter didn’t find anything about it funny at all. He felt such humiliation at the fact this one lowly, gambling-addicted man could collapse him like this. In fact, he started to wish he’d never recruited this man in the first place. If only he’d just skipped him altogether in that damned subway. He wouldn’t be here right now. 

The Salesman looked beyond Gi-hun, at the two other businessmen, with an almost pleading look in his eyes. It was almost as if he were begging them to intervene, or speak up, anything to stop this unusual torture. 

‘Don’t look at us. You got yourself into this mess’ Said Woo-Seok with an amused smile. Mr Kim stayed quiet, observing the scene in front of him.

‘If you think this is going to get me to talk, youUHUHAAHAHAHA-STAHAHAHAHAP-‘ The Salesman was once again interrupted by his own laughter. He tried everything to get the horrid sensation to stop- he twisted and turned, attempted to kick out, even tried to nudge Gi-hun’s hands away with his head as he doubled over, although this was obviously an attempt out of pure desperation and not anything that would realistically work. 

‘Awhh, so pathetic. You’re just such a ticklish thing, huh? You know how to make this stop, so just tell me what I wanna know, yeah?’.

The Recruiter felt his stomach ache with laughing so much, his chest burning. He couldn’t even form proper thoughts at this point, his entire being willing the sensation to stop- but he was as loyal as a dog, and would NOT let himself betray his employer. 

This moral was shattered as Mr Kim suggested, ‘Hey, why not try his knees? That really got him when we tried it out’.

And without a word, Gi-hun moved his hands away from The Recruiter’s upper-body and placed his hands on his knees. So far his ex-loan sharks had been right about everything else, and were clearly enjoying watching the hysterical man laugh until he cried- why should they give him false advice?

And false advice it wasn’t, when The Recruiter quite literally squealed and immediately dissolved into loud, flustered laughter, rocking so hard in his bonds that the chair he had been tied to almost fell over. 

Gi-hun used one hand to keep the chair steady, keeping The Salesman upright, as his right hand squeezed at the sweet spot just above his knee. He was truly amused at the reaction his victim had at a simple squeeze and he wasn’t about to stop. 

‘FUHUHUHUHCK! OKAHAAHHAHAY! OKAhahaha-AHAHAH-OKAHAHAHY!!’ 

‘You really hate this spot, huh? How about I stay right here? Or maybe, once you tell me what I need to know, I’ll just keep going?’

‘I’HLHLHL TAHAHAHALK!’ Came the reply, and Gi-hun knew he was serious. It was obvious the frantic man was at his limit. 

‘I have to be sure you will. Also, you owe me this through all the trouble you’ve caused me’ Gi-hun retorted, the hand holding The Recruiter’s chair moving to squeeze at his other knee. He couldn’t say he had much sympathy for The Salesman if he were to topple over. If anything, it would just make it easier for him to tickle him to pieces.

Luckily for The Recruiter, he managed to keep himself upright, although resisting the urge to throw his body weight about through the intolerable sensation was near impossible. 

‘I- I SAIAIAID- AAHAHHAHAHAahahahAHAHAH! I SAHAHAHAHID I’LL TAHAHAHALK!’

But Gi-hun hadn’t had anywhere near enough of exploiting this weakness.

The Recruiter tried his best to wriggle himself out of Gi-hun’s ticklish grasp, but of course this was impossible. He felt hot tears renew themselves down his cheeks, the ticklish feeling having overwhelmed him long ago. He couldn’t even hope to think about anything else.

‘PLEAHAHAHAahhahaAHAHSE! PLEASE! PLEAHAHAHSE!’ His begging was squeaky and high-pitched, his toes curling from the unbearable feeling. He’d already said he would talk- what else could this sadist want?

‘Beg all you want’ Chuckled Gi-hun. ‘I don’t think I’m done with you just yet’ 

All The Recruiter could do was laugh and attempt to beg, hoping the very man he’d screwed over would show some mercy. Yet, little did he know that the mercy he craved was not to come.

‘I know you’ll talk’ muttered Gi-hun, with a vengeful smile. ‘But I think you can talk so much more…’

[sleepy--anon]

Revenge, Finally

⚠️Intense tickles, light restraints, squid game 2 spoilers⚠️

Reblog first, like later please, reblogs do more

Here's who I write for

You'd think that In-ho would know better than to underestimate Gi-hun, especially after being in the games with him for days. Yet somehow, one minute he's in the comfort of his observation room and the next he's being choked out until his vision goes black. He comes to in one of his soundproof rooms, wrists bound together with rope, back in his 001 uniform minus the jacket, and a cloth of some sort shoved in his mouth. He blinked a few times, trying to regain his awareness in the dark.

"Oh good, you're finally awake." In-ho didn't move, he didn't have to, he knew that voice. He could hear him get up from a seat from a corner of the room.

"You've been out for quite some time, I was beginning to worry that Hyun-joo had squeezed too tight." So that was who choked him out earlier, that explains the experienced grip. In-ho could hear Gi-hun's footsteps approach him slowly from where he was laying on the floor. He stared straight up towards the ceiling, refusing to look at his captor. He heard him kneel down beside him, grabbing the cloth in his mouth, pulling it out quickly. Gi-hun watched him stretch his jaw, waiting for him to turn to look at him.

"Nothing to say now? After everything you've done? I trusted you and you used that to your advantage." In-ho could hear the betrayal in his voice, see the hurt in his eyes.

"You've been the ringleader for far too long Young-il, it's your turn to be on the other end." In-ho rolled his eyes, scoffing at his little monolog, ignoring the slight pang of guilt in his chest when he calls him Young-il.

"You gonna make me play a game with the threat of death or something?" Gi-hun let out a low growl, grabbing hold of his bound wrists, almost effortlessly slamming them to the floor above his head as he swung his leg over his hips.

"Not so tough without all your little guards are you~?" In-ho inhaled deeply, refusing to break eye contact. As soon as Gi-hun raised his free hand, In-ho tensed and shut his eyes, awaiting the sting of a slap or the throbbing pain of a punch. What he wasn’t ready for was the feeling of Gi-hun's fingers kneading slowly into his side. He attempted to swallow the grunt that formed in his throat, pressing his lips together, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. This is childish, he thought, clenching his bound fists.

"Won't look at me now~? Afraid you'll squeal and laugh like a girl if you do~?" Gi-hun's voice had dropped to a rumble as his kneading turned into squeezing that slowly picked up speed and ground as he squeezed up to his ribs. In-ho's breathing picked up quickly as he tried to keep the noises down, only grunts and defiant hums escaping. Gi-hun chuckled evilly when he heard the shuffling of his enemies feet behind him.

"You trying to run somewhere~? Where are you going~?" In-ho had already begun to panic at how little he could move and the teasing definitely wasn't helping. Gi-hun reached back suddenly, grabbing hold of In-ho's thigh, kneading deeply, relishing in his sudden panicked laughter.

"There we go~ That's what I wanted~ Oh~ And you sound so cute~! Maybe I'll keep you~ use you as my little stress reliever~"

"FUHUHUCK YOHOHOU!" In-ho could barely recognize hid own voice, he honestly couldn't remember the last time he laughed this hard.

"You wish~ Come on beg~ I want to hear you beg me for mercy~" In-ho was going crazy from being able to do nothing, he'd never heard Gi-hun so sadistic. His knuckles in his ribs were a breaking point.

"OHOHOHOHOKAY OHHOHOHOKAY PLEHEHEHEASE! PLEHEHEHEASE PLEHEHEASE GOHOHOHOHOD!"

"Oohhh~ That's it~"

"PLEHEHEEHEASE! I'M GOHOHOHOHONNA BREHEHEAK!"

"Awwww~ What if I wanna break you~?" He felt the knuckles speed up somehow, the tears streaming down the sides of his face.

"PLEHEHEASE PLEHEHEHEASE GIHIHI-HUHUHUN! PLEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP! MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCY MEHEHERCYHYHYHY! PLEHEHEHEASE! LEHEHET MEHEHE GOHOHOHOHO!"

"Why should I~? You think you deserve it~?"

"I'M SOHOHOHORRY PLEHEHEHEASE! I'LL DOHOHOHO WHAHAHATEVER YOHOHOU WAHAHANT! JUHUHUST PLEHEHEHEASE!" In-ho inhaled sharply when Gi-hun pulled away suddenly. Gi-hun's hand slammed firmly on his chest, gaining his attention.

"You are my bitch now, and this will be your life for the foreseeable future~ You can beg all you want but you belong to me~ The roles have reversed Young-il~ We are in charge now~"

[almond-moons-blog]

Oh how the Tables Have Turned

Summary:

Right after The Six Legged Pentathlon, and after the group really started to gain trust in eachother, Hyun-Ju finds Young-Mi facing some doubts. She tries to help, but ended up getting the tables turned on her, and sealing away her fate, and pride in the process.

Warnings: ten tons of absolute marshmallow type fluff-

Lee: Hyun-Ju (slight ler near ending)

Ler: Young-Mi (slight lee near ending)

The numbers on the clock ticked by, signaling lights out soon. The team just had a victory earlier that day, albeit by a very close call. So maybe that's why Young-Mi was feeling down.

She couldn't exactly pinpoint why she felt this way, but she had a idea, and it was clear the feeling was fear.. they had a close call this time, who's to say it won't be too late tomorrow?

As Young-Mi sat curled up on her bunk, Hyun-Ju took notice of this, and there was no way she was just going to walk past, knowing her little sister friend was upset.

Hyun Ju's expression morphed into a slight frown as she saw Young-Mi, but she the plastered on a comforting smile, and sat next to Young-Mi.

"Hey.. you alright..?" she asked, worry and slight concern seeping through her smiling facade, eventually dropping it a bit to show Young-Mi she was worried. She then hesitantly and carefully placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

Young-Mi hesitated. She felt fearful about the thought of what Hyun-Ju might think of her worries, but at the same, it's Hyun-Ju. There's no way she'd do that, and there's no way Young-Mi could bring herself to lie to her.

"I.. no.." Young-Mi stammered, pausing as she tilted her head to the side slightly to face Hyun-Ju as she paused, before eventually continuing in a shaky mumble.

"I-im scared.."

Hyun-ju's faze softened immediately into a now genuinely comforting gaze. She then moved a bit closer to Young-Mi and spoke softly. "Hey.. we all are.. it's nothing to be ashamed of.." She spoke, her voice oozing with comfort.

Young-Mi blinked, glancing to the side. "I know.. but.. today we almost lost Unnie.. who's to say that we'll make it at all during the next game..?"

Hyun-ju's eyes softened more at the Unnie comment, but understood Young-Mi's concerns. "Hey.. look at me.." She spoke, taking Young-Mi's hands in her own. Her go-to way of comfort.

"I know today was a close call.. but.. we have a strong team.. we're gonna make it through these games.. I believe in you.. we'll survive, I promise.." She spoke, rubbing Young-Mi's hand comfortingly with her thumb.

Young-Mi couldn't help but Crack a small, soft smile at Hyun-ju's insistence. She instinctively returned Hyun-ju's gesture as she looked up at her, but that's when it immediately started going south, at least for Hyun-Ju.

Young-Mi's hands were placed in a way where her thumb was directly on Hyun-ju's palm, so that's exactly where she felt the small tracing motions, and obviously, it tickled.

As soon as Hyun-Ju felt the tingly sensation, she knew she was done for if Young-Mi put two and two together.

A small squeak escaped her lips, and it turned into a small stiffled giggle as she instinctively flinched away.

Young-Mi blinked in surprise as she froze for a moment, she didn't quite understand at first, so she reached back for Hyun-ju's palm and repeated the small motion, only to receive a similar reaction.

As soon as this happened, the gears immediately began to turn inside her head, making the connection, and getting the one idea that scared Hyun-Ju most right now.

Hyun-ju could clearly see what she was thinking, and the panic was clear on her face, albeit light-hearted.

"Y-Young-Mi.. we-we can talk about this.." She stammered, trying to back away slowly on the bunk, but Young-Mi followed her movements.

"Unnie.." She responded back as her plan finished formulating in her mind. She had tested the waters, so there was no way she was passing this up.

She then moved forward and wrapped Hyun-Ju in a loose hug. Hyun-Ju was just about to return the hug and relax, but that was quickly changed.

While Young-Mi had Hyun-ju's guard down, she tightened the small hug slightly, before softly tracing small shapes onto her sides and occasionally skittering her fingers across Hyun-ju's stomach, much to her dismay.

Hyun-ju immediately slammed her hand over her mouth to stiffle her laughs out of embarrassment as she gently tried to wrestle Young-Mi off of her, although to no avail.

"W-wait! Young-Mi-! St-stahp..! Pleasee..!" She tried, still trying to muffle her small bouts of laughter.

Young-Mi couldn't help but let out a small laugh of her own at Hyun-ju's reaction. "Nooo!~" she spoke in a slight sing-song voice, as she was starting to get used to this, and get a bit confident. It was nice to hear the woman laugh in such a silly way, so if Young-Mi could do something to make that happen, she would absolutely go through with said action.

Hyun-ju had completely given up on the attempts to push her off, because one, she didn't want to hurt Young-Mi, or her feelings, and two, she seemed pretty persistent on her plan no matter what. So, Hyun-ju just had to settle on at least trying to be as quiet as she could, though that plan had failed pretty quickly since Young-Mi countined like this for a few minutes.

But after a little bit, Young-Mi decided that it was time to wrap up the tickle session pretty soon, and let the poor woman have a break.

But, since she knew she was about to end this, she wanted to make the final moments count.

So, after thinking for a moment, she decided to move spots for a bit. And that spot, was her Unnie's hips.

Hyun-ju was dead.

She almost immediately squealed and broke into uncontrollable giggles as her movements became a bit more panicked.

Young-Mi ultimately decided that she'd had enough, and went back to loosely hugging Hyun-Ju, like she had done before all this had began.

Hyun-ju then caught her breath as the remaining giggles dissolved into the air, and her gaze and movements immediately softened at the sight and feeling of Young-Mi's gentle actions. After she fully came back to her senses, she wrapped her arms around Young-Mi, returning the hug as she laid back slightly, still holding Young-Mi as if she was her own family.

"Your lucky I care about you.." Hyun-Ju mumbled softly with a teasing edge to her voice as she tilted her head slightly, poking Young-Mi in the side gently.

Young-Mi couldn't help but curl up and giggle a bit at the small gesture, though it would be a lie if she said that she didn't enjoy it.

As Young-Mi giggled, Hyun-ju's gaze softened even more, if it was even possible at that point. She then sighed softly and ruffled Young-Mi's hair affectionately.

Hyun-ju didn't go back to her bunk that night, and it was pretty safe to say they got a nice amount of sleep for the first time since they entered these stupid games.

Although it definitely earned some teasing from Geum-Ja in the morning once she found them..

They didn't regret one little moment.

Authors Note:

OMGG I LUV HOW THIS CAME OUT IM GENUINELY TWEAKING OUTTT ❤❤ these sillies need more happiness, and we're gonna pretend this is an AU where Young-Mi doesn't die, mkay? Also, I would like to tag this alpha: @estelle-skully, as alot of Young-Mi and Hyun-ju's mannerisms in this fic came from they're Hyun-Ju headcanons and overall opinions and ideas, so anyone who's reading this, be sure to check out that sigma's blog. Trust me, it's worth it.

[ryoko-loves-roses]

Humbing at its Finest

Lee!The Recruiter + Ler!In-Ho

A/N: so sorry this took so long! i've been busy with school lmfao - but please let me know if this isn't up to anybody's standards! ily all! Summary : After a notorious fuck-up from the usually cocky salesman, he gets humbled extremely quickly by his boss, who makes him know how easy it is to knock him down a few pegs.

═════════════════════════════════════════ “You’re such a fucking idiot.” In-Ho spat out, quickly slapping The Recruiter across the face, watching him tumble onto his knees. Recently, he was dangerously close to getting caught… hah, as if we needed that right now. The Recruiter groaned as he hit the floor. Despite being cocky most of the time, he knew damn well not to defy the Frontman’s orders. “I’m sorry, sir…” He muttered, but In-Ho’s eyes only narrowed.* “Stand up. Now.” He didn’t need an explanation as he stood up - All that cockiness was gone, and he knew he was in for it now. He would be lucky if he even survived the night because, from the Frontman, no one got just a ‘simple warning’. In this case, it could’ve been life or death. The Recruiter could’ve pleaded, but even as his life would be on the line, his pride was just too strong for that. The Recruiter managed to kneel on one foot, but was immediately kicked down again harshly by In-Ho. “A simple mistake like what you just made could ruin everything. Did you know that?” The cold and stern man retorted, kneeling down and gripping at The Recruiter’s usually freshened up hair, making the grip hurt just a bit as he pulled back, and also making the man wince in pain. “You know I could kill you right now, correct?”

Despite how The Recruiter knew this, would In-Ho go that far? Shit… he didn’t want to go out looking for another recruiter, and despite this mistake, the man was good at his job, which even In-Ho could admit -“Ah..- yes, sir -” The usually composed man winced out again. The humiliation The Recruiter felt right now was undeniable. “I-i just - I didn’t see them - I -” The Recruiter was cut off as In-Ho gripped his usually neat tie, making him stand up onto his feet. Even though The Recruiter was taller than In-Ho, the Frontman didn’t mind, because he knew damn well he wouldn’t take any bullshit from his staff members. With only one word, two square guards stepped forward, taking hold of both of The Recruiter’s arms, holding him still effectively. In-Ho then let out a sigh. “As much as I want to blow your brains out right now, I can’t do that unfortunately.” As he spoke, his voice grew darker. “Arms up.” And as he ordered that, the guards easily held both of The Recruiter’s wrists above his head. All he could think is - what the fuck? What is this? As In-Ho walked forward, The Recruiter’s mind began to race. “Sir.. What are you -”

Before he could finish his sentence, he got cut off as In-Ho took off his gloves, beginning to rake his nails across the surface of The Recruiter’s stomach… It has been.. at least a decade since The Recruiter got tickled, so he didn’t know what to do - He wanted to laugh, but his pride was telling him not to. He bit his lip while also curling his fingers into fists. In-Ho’s eyes narrowed, his fingers moving faster. “The longer you try to keep it in, the longer and faster I’m going to go.” He spoke darkly, digging at The Recruiter’s sides. The only sound In-Ho (and possibly the guards that were holding him) could hear, was some ticklish whimpers, and low snickers - god… the cocky man didn’t want to laugh at all, huh? Well… In-Ho could change that… Without another word, the stoic Frontman shoved his hands right underneath The Recruiter’s nice suit shirt, clawing and digging into his stomach, and oh … my god. The sound that The Recruiter made was nothing short of adorable and childish. He let out a squeak, finally bursting into laughter, his face turning red as he heard his own laughter, humiliated beyond belief. ”Whehehhahahahaaa-!”

God - this was so embarrassing, and The Recruiter couldn’t even hide his face since his arms were behind held by those damn guards. “What a shame… I guess humiliation is a good punishment, eh?” In-Ho commented, a devilish smirk making its way on his face. His nails skittered up and down the poor man’s sides, which made his face scrunch up, resembling one of a child’s as he laughed himself silly - “Ihihihim sohohorry!! Fuhuhuhuck-!” The Recruiter could only stomp his feet, shrieking with unbearable ticklish glee. “You must be so embarrassed, huh..? Maybe next time you’ll act alert, hm?” In-Ho taunted, his hands moving up to The Recruiter’s armpits ever so slightly - which is what made him freak out.. “WAHhaHAIt-! NOoohohoot ThehHEre! Ahahahanywhehere but thehehere!” In-Ho’s eyes narrowed, and without another word, he dug all ten of his fingers deeply into The Recruiter’s armpits, which made his laughter go up several octaves, his embarrassed smile widening.

“IHIHIM SOHOHORRY- IHIIHMSORRYHRHEHeE-!” The Recruiter screeched, tears brimming at the corners of his eyes, but In-Ho didn’t bat an eye. “You should look at yourself. This is pitiful.” He spat out, chuckling darkly as his fingers managed to dig deeper. The Recruiter’s toes curled, helplessly tugging on the grip he was in, but he knew well that he could only sit there and take it unless the Frontman would have mercy of some sort, but deep inside, he knew that wouldn’t be the case - “PLEhEHEHEaseE-! GehEHET OO- OOHOOoFF-!” Not in a hundred years would The Recruiter think he’d ever beg to be let go all because of some tickles. How childish is that? In-Ho smirked, the sadistic grin never leaving his face. “God, I’m embarrassed for you, you know. How pathetic.” The stoic man couldn’t stop taunting The Recruiter for laughing like a child, and the worst part was that even if The Recruiter wanted to, he couldn’t hold back his laughter. Deep down he knew he deserved this, god - if he wasn’t so careless, he wouldn’t even be in this situation right now. “PlehheHEhease!! Slohohohower!!” I’m sure In-Ho would grant his wish, right..? WRONG - “Faster? Is that what you said?” In-Ho pretended not to see The Recruiter who was currently shaking his head side to side frantically, signaling ‘no’, but In-Ho just smirked. “..Faster it is, then.” Without another thought, In-Ho began to brutally tickle The Recruiter’s armpits, sides, and stomach - alternating between all three. It was so bad that The Recruiter even started to kick, which earned a laugh from the serious Frontman, managing to dodge his flying feet. “Jesus - if I knew this would be the reaction I’d get from tickling you, I would’ve done this sooner -” It tickled horribly, and In-Ho wasn’t merciful in the slightest. It felt like an eternity before his hands began to slow down, which The Recruiter managed to finally catch his breath, but not before being dropped by both of the guards on the solid, concrete floor.

He was out of breath, desperately trying to gather it before he saw In-Ho walk closer towards him - The Recruiter glanced up at the Frontman, who undoubtedly had a menacing smile on his face.* “what did we learn?” He asked, but all The Recruiter could think about were the tingles still on his sides. Even so, he managed to respond - “t-to be more.. A-alert.” This was so pitiful, and In-Ho could barely keep down his amused chuckles. “Right… and if you fuck up again, i’ll make sure to go for your ribs next time.” In-Ho threatened, and The Recruiter knew damn well he meant it. The Recruiter wasn’t sure how In-Ho knew his death spot was his ribs, but he didn’t question it that much as he managed to stand up, his breath finally gathered.* “Yes, Sir.. -” For the first time, The Recruiter’s cocky smile faltered, - and one could even say he was successfully humbled this moment onward -

[thriller1ruler]

GIGGLY BUG -(part one)

ler: gi-hun lee: in-ho

A/N: help this is my first fanifiction aaargghh this took sm but yh hope you like it!! a feedback would help alot 😋 i sadly cant remember much of s2 what they exactly talked abt and stuff, so sorry abt that but,i tried my best!!

Summary: in-ho has been feeling a little odd after the talk abt his wife with Gi-hun, the man that played these games before. suddenly, player 456 got an wonderful idea how to turn his frown upside down!

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Everyone had fallen asleep and another game was defeated. most of those people there decided to stay, typing the O in the first round.

Gi-hun sat on the edge of his bed, staring blankly into the wall, thinking. the silence of the room echoed his thoughts, amplifying the emptiness he couldnt shake off. "will i ever be able to end this game? "what if i end up like last time and all of the new people i met would die infront of my eyes again.? "what if i would die? could they keep it out without me??" The weight of everything that happened pressed down on his chest. he was lost in his thoughts when suddenly, in-ho sat next to him. "excuse me" he said. Gi-hun came back to reality. "sorry if i came so unexpected. i found it difficult to fall asleep, and i saw that you had the same issue..i wanted to apologize, about what happened after the decide to stay or not." he told extra. "...no..its fine, i apologize also. i was out of line." gi-hun spoke, looking at in-ho's eyes. "my wife is very sick.."

Gi-hun attentively listened as In-ho shared his concerns about his ill and pregnant wife, comprehending every word he expressed. He regonized that number 001 teared up a little and felt down after ending the topic..oh boy, what's he gonna do now? "...it had been a while since i cheered up people.." he thought, feeling a little awkward.

In a moment of inspiration, Gi-hun conceived a brilliant idea, but wasnt sure if he should ACTUALLY do this. A little bit of cheer up tickles wouldnt hurt this sorrowful man right now, would it..?

While in-ho was looking down, entering more into darkness, gi-hun slowly reached his hands..aiming in-ho's sides. "please work, please work, please work..!" after a moment of silence, the quite room suddenly earned a sound of a squeal. There we go!

"...whahat are you..?"

"dont make any loud noises, alright?"

"whahaAHA-?! wahihit hohOLd on!!"

Gi-hun was also unsure what he brang himself into. He thought cheering up other ones, would maybe cheer up him too. he digged his fingers more into his new friends sides. In In-ho's mind, he didnt know what to feel either. Since when he has been this ticklish?? so many unanswered questions, but sadly no right answer. He could kick Gi-hun's face right now, but seems like the tickling made him weak.

"whahat is thihis fohohor?! people are sleheheping!!!"

"..you seemed sad. and instead of just staring at you, i thought i would help a little." gi-hun explained.

"we couhuhu- EHAHAHA wahihit wAIhihit CMOHOHON-! thihis is nohohot helpihing!!"

oh god. when was this going to end? and why..did his body suddenly unlock parts which wasnt even ticklish at all?? gi-hun's hands weren't making the situation any better!! slow-tickles were hell for this man. he hided his face with his hands, trying not to let out any weird noises, laying on gi-huns bed, in a giggly mess. Number 456 hands switched the spots and went up on his ribs, scribbling slowly up and down.

"you know, you remind me of my little daughter.. she was a squirmer like you" gi-hun added. now it was getting awkward. "did he just compare me to a little girl??" Gi-hun noticed his emberassment, he couldnt help but let out a little chuckle. "i thought you were a serios man huh..?" "QUIHIHIT IHIHIT!! ehehe- ihihim cheered uhup, sEehehehe?" his giggles turned into silent laughter, but sadly not for a long time. Gi-hun decided to go for his armpits now, finding this situation kinda adorable. "khahahaha! OHOHOKAY everhyhything but nohohot nOhohow! THIHIS is chihildish..ihihi cAhant!!"

"..." gi-hun chuckled even more. humans do have 2 sides. "not now, eh? you want to have more?" "shihihihit!!" in-ho was about to scream and shoot this man without any guilt, cursing the day he invinted him to this game.

Now, In-ho grabbed Gi-huns pillow and positioned it infront of his face, just letting the laughter go. Laughing like this..was a pleasant. he kinda enjoyed this moment, being clingy and everything without any intruptions. Gi-hun didnt mind this at all. He just thought that in-ho seemed to look like a little puddle, asking for tummy pats. laughing a little with him.

oh, humans do really have 2 sides.

aaaa my first fanific oh my oh myyyyyyy EEEEEE i think im abt to explode i aint THAT proud of this but like mwah im happy abt it ehe!!.

[silly-billy010]

THANOS TK HEADCANONS <3

cw // mention of romantic/flirty tickles but nothing $exual, and mention of drugs/being high and usage of curses (but cmon. it’s thanos)

🍇💜👾☂️🎪

・honestly gives off such pure switch energy

・ like. that boy would destroy everyone and anyone

・ but would also be destroyed by everyone and anyone

・ quite literally a 50/50 split

LEE

・ this boy. this boy as a lee

・ looord have mercy

・ he likes to pretend he’s not ticklish but like. cmon. everyone knows

・ he’s a tad bit embarrassed over being ticklish…

・ cackles LOOOUDLY, he can’t help it

・ the longer you tickle him for, the more genuine sounding his laughter gets

・ ^ to add onto that, he has a lot of endurance but the longer you tickle him, the more you can see the genuine choi su-bong slipping out, not thanos

・ if you want to actually like, take him down a peg, you’ll have to tickle him for a WHIIILE

・ if you target his knees, he’ll sometimes snort (and denies ever doing so if you ask him about it)

・ worst spot a close tie between armpits and hips

・ the only people he’d even possibly ’let’ (he’d just shove them off instead of punching them in the face LOL) tickle him would be min-su and nam-gyu, and maybe gyeong-su and mi-na if they were still alive

・ squirmy as fuck, those legs and arms will be FLYING if he were to ever get got

・ to tickle him for more than 5 seconds you’d have to hold him down completely, like that bitch will go into attack mode

・ doesn’t really get flustered or blushy or anything except in rare scenarios

・ teasing will result in him cursing you out through his laughter

・ ^ “SHUT YOUR MOHOHOHOUTH” “BIHIHITCH” etc

・ will never EVER admit how much he likes being tickled. if he had a gun to his head he still wouldn’t

・ he doesn’t really let soft tickles affect him

・ ^ if it was with his s/o or a very close friend MAYBE he’d let a few giggles slip out, but that’s a very strong maybe

・ his piercings are too sensitive for his own good

・ he has ticklish ears but just hides it because he’s embarrassed lol

・ i could definitely see him provoking others to get tickles but would never admit it

・ usually gets revenge but sometimes doesn’t depending on who did it/how they tickled him

・ overall, this boy needs more tickles in his life

LER

・ oh boy. oh lord

・ RUN FOR THE HILLS

・ unless you’re min-su or his s/o (and even then), RUUUUUNNN

・ he will NOT hold back

・ ^ the only person he’d ever hold back for would be min-su or his significant other

・ usually tickles really roughly

・ VERY PLAYFUL.

・ a huge tickle monster

・ loves to sneak squeezes on nam-gyu’s sides just to embarrass him lol

・ ^ also thanos thinks his reaction is funny

・ MUCH prefers to pin down his lee rather than let them just flop around, he finds it kinda annoying

・ once tried to tickle se-mi

・ ^ he got kneed in the crotch in response and immediately learned his lesson

・ isn’t too big on using anything except for his hands, but they fucking WORK

・ sometimes uses his mouth (teeth/raspberries/etc) in a flirty way towards his s/o but never towards a friend or anything

・ doesn’t really tease, more so taunts

・ ^ again, there’s an exception min-su lolol, you will hear him call min-su cute

・ ^^ but like. if his lee like snorts or squeals or something he WILL go ‘awww’ regardless, whether it be in a genuine manner (for min-su) or in a mocking manner (for nam-gyu)

・ likes to comment on the ticklishness of his lee, especially with nam-gyu

・ laughs a lot with his lee (he can’t help it)

・ while not on drugs, he’s a bit softer

・ if hes on drugs, he’s a little meaner

・ but on an intense high… he is so much rougher

・ thanos likes to take out his stress on nam-gyu from time to time by ruthlessly tickling him, not a lot though

・ ^ rest assured though thanos gets nam-gyu outside of when he’s stressed

・ overall nicer to his s/o, but that does NOT mean they get spared

・ if you’re his friend/in any way close, you are not safe from him

・ sometimes tickles nam-gyu as a method of ‘payment’ for the drugs

・ ^ “i’ll give one to you if you let me tickle you” he knows what he’s doing.

・ he can be summarized with three words: just fucking run

🍇💜👾☂️🎪

AAAH MY FIRST EVER POST OUTSIDE OF REBLOGS!!!!!! HELLOOOO

this guy has been infecting my brain so you get this, blame @estelle-skully (/j) cause i love their posts too much (and if you like squid games and tickling, they make banger content you should check out)

sorry for the wordiness, this is mostly me just spitballing onto a google docs lol, but i love thanos so much and i thought maybe other people would enjoy this too?? idk we’ll see

oh and tysm for reading bah. it’s not too long and it’s not a masterpiece but i still appreciate any and all likes, comments, and reblogs (seriously they make my week) idk how to end this though so??? uh???? bye LMAO idfk??

[secretly-tword-obsessed]

Valuable Alliance

Hello gigglers!

This one was requested by both @estelle-skully and @saturnzskyzz who wanted ler!se-mi and, of course, lee!min-su.

Summary: Min-Su is a bit intimidated by Thanos and Nam-gyu. Se-mi tries to convince him to dump them for her.

Warning - this is a TICKLE FIC. If that's not your thing, please DNI

It was ten minutes till lights out. Usually Se-Mi stayed up later than this, but the guards had decided her bed time for her. Oh well.

The issue was that she still had that nervous energy cooped up inside her - there was no way she could sleep any time soon. She scanned across the other bunks and chuckled to herself. She didn't have as much nervous energy as poor Min-Su, who was sitting pathetically alone in the middle of his bed, staring into space and physically shaking a bit. She also saw Thanos and Nam-Gyu, conspiring a few beds down.

Oh, what the hell? There were still nine and a half minutes left until lights out, and Min-Su was rarely ever more than a centimeter away from those two assholes, so why not take this opportunity? She stumbled over to him, her hands in her pockets, fierce yet casual.

"Min-Su?"

The boy, (let's be real, he was more of a boy than a man, but in an endearing way), gasped. Se-mi smirked, "Easily startled I see?"

Min-Su's posture seemed to relax when he realized that it was just her.

"Oh, h-hey, what's up with you?"

Se-mi shook her head. There was something limitlessly sweet about this guy, which made him the perfect punching bag, especially in a place like this. Especially with people like Thanos and Nam-Gyu.

"Nothing in particular", she responded, "I just wanted to see how you were. I could see your trembling from the other side of the room - you seem scared shitless".

The boy's eyes widened, probably in defensive embarrassment. "N-no, I'm fine, fuck off"., he said in a squeaky voice.

Se-mi let out a chuckle, plopping herself down next to him, making him twitch and shuffle a bit.

"If your scared, you should vote to leave at the next vote", she said. There was a pause. "Of course", she added, "That is if it's the games your afraid of".

"Wh-what?"

"Those friends youv'e got over there", Se-mi began, pointing to the two bastards, "They've been tormenting you all day. Maybe it's taken a toll on you".

"Hey!", Min-su snapped, much too defensively, "Those two are fine, okay? Who I decide to mix with is none of your business".

Although the words were harsh, the tone was fragile, as if the boy would crack and burst into tears at any second. Se-mi didn't know why, but for some reason she felt bad for him. But not in a condescending way. She just wanted to see Min-Su smile - she didn't think she ever had. He reminded her of a friend she had on the outside - caring, innocent and a little naive.

"Well", she responded, "I'll take your word for it". She stood up - "But if you need anything, I'm here okay?"

Se-mi couldn't remember the last time she'd been this nice! She'd started walking away, getting ready to prepare for bed, when she heard "wait".

She turned around. Sure enough, Min-Su was looking pleadingly up at her. She rolled her eyes and stumbled back over to him - sure, she'd offered to help, but she didn't know it would be this soon. The poor guy must have been terrified.

"L-let's say I was scared - which I'm not! But if I were a bit creeped out by those guys", he pointed to them with a shaky finger, "What's my alternative? I need allies in here to survive, right?"

Se-mi, a little offended, sat down beside him for the second time.

"I'm your ally Min-Su. You have me".

"Yeah....but...."

"But what?"

Min-su started shaking even faster, "Well, umm, it's just that....it's safer to have allies that are...men?"

The last word was squeeked out, barely audible. But Se-Mi heard it. She let out a shocked laugh at the boy's audacity, poking him sharply in the side, "Excuse me?!"

She didn't expect Min-Su to react the way he did - his body collapsing on it's side to avoid the finger so that it ended up just grazing him gently. She also heard a high pitched "Hmmph"

"Oh come on!", she whined playfully, "I was just poking you! Jeez, maybe if it's safer to be allied with men I should look for someone else to partner up with, huh Min-Su?"

"Nooo", he retorted, sitting back up, "I'm just ticklish! Lots of men are ticklish!"

Silence. Se-mi smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"In fact", Min-Su added, "I think it's more common in men than women".

"Wow", Se-mi remarked, "You are really and idiot, aren't you?"

Min-su's face went red, "Uh..wha-?"

Suddenly, Se-mi knocked the guy back over, and started wiggling all ten of her fingers into his sides, right around where she'd poked him. She watched as he let a little giggle slip out, before scrunching up his face and flopping up and down gently in a futile attempt to escape.

Se-mi smiled down at him, "Aww, come on Min-Su, laugh for me!"

The boy's cheeks went dark red as he shook his head, knowing that he couldn't demand she stop without letting another giggle slip out. Se-mi, fully aware of this fact, smirked evilly, "You haven't asked me to stop yet you know".

Before he could retort, she switched spots, digging her fingers under his arms. That's when he cracked.

"Nohohohoho! Sehehehemihihihi!"

She chuckled again, watching Min-Su's desperate squirms and giggles.

"Ooo, a little giggly there, very manly-", she teased.

"Nahaha!", he laughed, doubling over as she used one of her hands to squeeze at his hip bone.

"I'll stop", she said, "When you agree to be my partner, and completely dump those jerks".

"Buhuhut I like thehehem!", he protested, trying to swatt Se-mi away to no avail, "They, HEEE, their valuahahhable allihihihi-NO!"

Se-Mi had had enough of this 'valuable ally' crap, and aggressively started using both of her hands to grab and pinch at his stomach.

"NOHOHOHO! THAHAHAT REEHEHEHALLY TICKLES!"

Se-mi rolled her eyes, "Of course it does dumby".

"I-HIHIHI-I'LL DUHUHUHUMP THAHAHANOS, I SWEHEHEAR!"

Se-Mi raised and eyebrow, "And Nam Gyu?"

Min-Su squealed, and Se-Mi had to move her head around to avoid being kicked in the face.

"AHAHAHAND NAHAHAM-"

All of a sudden, Min-Su's foot landed right in the middle of Se-mi's cheek. She smacked it off and immediately rubbed the sore area where his shoe had made contact, ceasing her tickle attack. She looked over to Min-Su, who seemed as humiliated as she'd ever seen a person.

"I'm, I'm so s-sorry. D-do you need some....". He trailed off after realizing he had nothing to get her. She looked back down at him sorrowfully. He seemed as flustered as anything - too ticklish for his own good, too empathetic to face the consequences of his involuntary actions. Suddenly, she had a wicked idea.

"You'll have to pay me back for that", she said.

Min-Su's trembling resumed, almost as violent as it had been when she'd first approached him. Poor guy.

"Let me tickle you", she said.

Silence again. Min-su looked up at her in confusion - "Wh-wha-"

"Let me tickle you as payback for what you just did to my face".

Why was she asking him this? Well, she did like to see the boy laugh, and it was extremely amusing to watch him crumble to bits. Also, although she would never admit it, she was feeling a bit anxious herself - and totally wrecking Min-su seemed like a pretty good stress reliever.

"Err...okay?" His face went dark pink.

"What was that?", she teased, wanting the satisfaction of making him say it again. He whined, but she just kept raising her damn eyebrow.

"I-hit's okay. You can ti-"

He trailed off. She let out a shit-eating grin.

"Can you not say the word?"

"I-"

But before he could continue, Se-Mi tackled him over again, making sure to pin his legs under hers this time, and went straight back for his sensitive stomach.

"AHAHAHA!", he cried, his face going even redder, "NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!"

"Oh, we didn't have any conditions for this agreement did we?", Se-mi teased, spidering one hand under his shirt and around his bare navel.

"PLEHEHEASE!", he begged, "IHIHI- IHIHIT'S REHEALLY BAD THEHEHERE!"

"I can see that", she responded stoically.

"COHOHOHOME OHOHOHON!"

"You come on!", she retorted, "It's just a bit of tickling, it's not that big of a deal".

Of course, Se-mi knew exactly what she was doing. She moved her left hand from his stomach to scribble under his arm, making him try to roll over to squash her hand.

"NOHOHOHO!"

"What? It's a different spot"

"BUHUHHUT YOHOHOUR STILL - HAHAHAHHA - ON MY TUMMYHYHY!"

"Tummy?", Se-mi chuckled, "How old are you again?"

"NAHAHAH!", he yelled.

Se-mi sighed, feeling a bit bad. Deciding to have mercy on him, she brough both of her hands back to his sides, watching as his hysterical laughter dissolved into a stream of light-hearted giggles.

"Ohohohokahahay. Thahahahanks".

Se-mi thought she would melt. How sweet could this guy be! He really didn't belong here.

After a few more seconds of scribbling at his sides, she stopped. He sat up, catching his breath, still smiling.

"Th-thanks for that. I-hi feel better".

Se-mi blushed, "I-I feel better too".

Min-Su turned his head to the side like a confused puppy. Se-mi sighed, why not just admit it?

"I was also anxious. Tickling you...", she looked away, not able to make eye contact with him, "Made me feel better".

Silence.

"Y-your welcome", Min-Su stuttered sheepishly, "Come on new partner, let's look for somewhere to sleep where we can keep each other safe".

Se-Mi looked up at the timer. Lights out in five minutes.

Ahhh this was so fun to write! Tysm for the request! Have a great day guys (:

[saturnzskyzz]

Like a Mother would.

Summary: After the Mingle game, Hyung-ju is extremely dealing with the lost of what was once her friend, now deceased by this squid game. Geum-ja sees this and almost instantly cheers her up.

Warning: angst, self doubt, dysphoria??, tickling, and yeh! That's about it! (Not really a warning, but I'm wanting y'all to know that I think the ship Geong-seok and Hyun-ju is a really cute ship, so this fic heavily implies that. Thank you for listening to this short talk🫡) another thing to know (no, we don't know Hyun-ju's family, and no, I'm not implicating that her family was nonsupportive of her transition. This is just a second family type bond!!)

A/N: I'd like to tag @letupabit because I let them see this idea before doing this fic, cause AAAHH Geum-ja heals my mommy issues, and the players deserves cheer up tickles. EAT THIS UP GANG!

| ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ᴏʀ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴘᴏᴇᴛs sᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ ᴇᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴇɢɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs.. ɪᴛ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛ ǫᴜᴏᴛᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ's sᴛɪʟʟ ᴀɴ ᴇᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴇɢɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴘs ғᴀɴs!! :ᴅ |

(Happy late tickle day! :] I meant to post this on the 31st, but I made this kinda long in the making 😅

Squid game divider

Incredible losses had their unfortunate fate as the players had to play the cruel, agonizing game of Mingle. They were glad that they were finished, but the loss of many didn't cover their comfort for the rest of that evening. Including Hyun-ju.

She lost Young-mi to those sick fucks all because others had pushed her to the ground to get to a stupid door. Oh how she wanted to bash player 333's head into the wall closest to him at that very moment. But she resisted. Dammit, she resisted.

All the players walked out of the arena, and back into their resting area's, or large dormitory as others would assume. With Hyun-ju's adopted group at their designated hang-out spot, she quietly sat in her's, eyeing Young-mi's usual place. Young-mi.. What a kind soul she was?

Hyun-ju thought she couldn't take the burden of loosing her. She was brave. Really brave. Well, it was no lie that she was scared- they were both scared. But with Hyun-ju, standing next to Young-mi, she felt as if she could have Conquered anything when by her side. Now that she's gone..? She felt terrified. Oh Young-mi? What a person she could've been?

Geum-ja felt the sorrow in Hyun-ju's heart. She felt everyone's, actually. The loss of someone who you were destined to stick with till the very end was very familiar for her. That's how she felt with her son. So seeing Hyun-ju sit there in her own melancholy was devastating for Geum-ja. Oh this won't do.

She got up to sit next to the poor girl, and looked at her with gentle eyes, slowly placing a hand onto Hyun-ju's, causing the taller one to look at her with the most saddening of eyes. This broke the mother's heart.

"She was a kind young woman, hun." Geum-ja said soothingly, like a mother, Hyun-ju had quickly thought.

The young woman only nodded, looking back at Young-mi's spot. Growing sadder by the second.

Geum-ja felt so sorry for her. As a mother, she wanted to do everything in her power to just hold her in her palms and to protect her from anything cruel and inhumane if she could. But she knew she couldn't. No metaphor could save the broken souls in this place. Not even Geum-ja.

"How about.. I cheer you up, yeah?" Geum-ja said suddenly, catching Hyun-ju's attention. She now stared at the mother, contemplating the idea of possibly being cheered up be someone who she has only met for three days; but it felt like an eternity that they've been in this fucked up place with nothing but themselves to give comfort. If there is any of that now to help with their sanity of getting out of there.

"I do this a lot with Yong-sik, or eh.. My son! Aha.. You don't have to feel pressured by it, it's your choice dear." Geum-ja reassured the best that she could, hoping that she could help at all for poor Hyun-ju. Anything!

Pondering the idea a bit more, Hyun-ju finally answered in a low and tired tone, yet sweet and kind at the same time. "I.. Wouldn't mind the concept of how you could help. Thank you." With a small, reassuring smile, she turned to face Geum-ja to give her full attention.

Geum-ja smiled at that. Relieved that she could help, she repositioned herself, but not too fast as to possibly startle the woman. "If you ever get uncomfortable, please don't hesitate to stop me at any time, alright?" She said thoroughly to make sure that Hyun-ju has free will. She wants to make her as comfortable as possible after all.

Hyun-ju only nodded that time, kind of confused as to what the mother was talking about, but didn't protest nonetheless. She kind of wanted to know what she had up her sleeve to try and lift up her spirits. If that was even possible in a place like this?

"Could you turn around for me?" Geum-ja calmly said, never once wiping that reassuring smile off her face. Hyun-ju complied, now her back facing Geum-ja.

This grabbed Yong-sik's attention and immediately averted his gaze, knowing what was to come. It's been such a long time since he's received something like that, he almost forgot about the generous offer. Of course, he wasn't feeling jealous of the act, he knew he loved when his mom did that with him. It brought a sense of security and comfort, as well as a closer bond with his mother, so seeing her repeat the offer with someone else who is mourning the loss of their friend, he grew a smile on his face to see his mom always wanting to sooth others from their worries.

Once Geum-ja knew that Hyun-ju was comfortable enough in her spot-deciding to lean on the closest pole of one of the bed frames to her-that's when she got to work. Carefully, and lightly, she began to trace along her back in a repetitive motion.

Unsurprisingly, it was immediately effective. It soothed Hyun-ju almost instantly! the feeling was unexpected at first, but the repetitive back and forth helped her get used to it fairly quickly.

Geum-ja saw the girl in front of her lower her head in satisfaction. Hearing a comfortable sigh, she smiled to herself, thanking that the method was working at least a little bit in Hyun-ju's favor. The mother was still unsure if it was actually working for her or not with the jacket in the way. Oh, This won't do.

"D-do you mind taking off your jacket? I'm unsure if this is really working in your favor if you had the thick layer on." Geum-ja asked respectfully. Hyun-ju understood her question, and agreed to take the jacket off. In one swift motion, she took the jacket and placed it on her lap, allowing Geum-ja to continue her tracing on the now thin layer of the shirt that her and all the other players were put in.

"Thank you, dear." Geum-ja said sweetly, continuing her tracing from before.

The feeling was the same, yet it had a more effective feeling than before because of the jacket. Hyun-ju had noticed this quickly, but it was soothing to feel yet again. Laying against the pole again, she sighed comfortably.

"I just..? I want to thank you. You hardly know me, yet you want to comfort me.." Hyun-ju quietly said, just enough for her to hear.

Geum-ja smiled at that. "Well,, I'm a mother. Mother's attend to whoever is feeling down just to help them get back on their feet, dear." She answered, deciding to use the same up and down motion on her spine, revealing a sharp gasp from the younger. Geum-ja quickly retreated her hand.

"Oh my, are you alright? I'm so sorry, I should've asked if you had any injuries before hand-" she was briefly stopped with a patient hand, as Hyun-ju turned to face her.

"N-no, it's alright! I'm fine. You can continue if you want, I'm just.. A bit sensitive on my spine is all." Hyun-ju admitted kind of quietly. The light blush on her features seemed to make way due to her embarrassment. Geum-ja's worried face turned into a small smile at the discovery.

"Oh? Well, if you want me to continue! I appreciate the reassurance." she gave a few small pats on Hyun-ju's shoulder before continuing. She decided to trace her spine again, but carefully this time. She noticed instantly that hyun-ju was trying to keep her giggles from spurring out.

The woman had a small smile that she couldn't seem to hide away, resulting with her lowering her head down, closest to the pole she was leaning up against.

Geum-ja noticed that each time she'd trace up, her body would arch away from her fingertips, but when she traced down, she'd move back to her normal position just before she'll arch again, but would fight against the instinctive reaction each time. Geum-ja found that quite interesting.

Deciding to enlighten a few giggles out of her, she quickly analyzed where it would tickle most on her spine, and decided to trace her fingers on that spot more than the rest. Almost instantly, she made Hyun-ju melt into a puddle of her own giggles.

They were quick, quiet and breathy. A giggle that Geum-ja never thought she could muster out of her mouth, but they were endearing, and reassuring to hear.

She looked for any uncomfortable movement to cause her to stop her onslaught, but she didn't get anything like that. Hyun-ju just kept close to the pole as a way of leverage, and a sort of grounding, and kept releasing her beautiful sounding giggles.

"I take it that you like this?" Geum-ja broke the nonspeaking silence, causing Hyun-ju to blush a little out of embarrassment.

"Ihihi'm sohohorry.." She apologized quickly, thinking that maybe she's not deserving of such kindful acts.

"Oh this won't do. Hun, you can laugh your heart out! We kind of need to in a place like this to distract ourselves, right?" Geum-ja demonstrated her words by moving her hands closer to Hyun-ju's sides, making her jolt in surprise with a squeal, making her quickly cover her mouth to stop any further ones from coming out.

This caught the attention of Yong-sik and Geong-seok. Yong-sik already knew what was happening, so he turned his head away once again with a smile, and Geong-seok kind of just stared at them, or more so at Hyun-ju. He saw her crumbling into pieces just by Geum-ja's light touch, and it brought a blush of his own. How sweet she sounded, and carefree she was finally letting go? How she was trying, but also not really, to hide her smile? The way that he could just see a glimpse of her features? it adored him. She looked so beautiful. The smile that was creeping up on him was present.

"See? It's okay to laugh. I know you need it anyways, dear!" She said happily, enlightening more giggles to come out of the woman.

Although Hyun-ju was glad she could let loose and laugh, she also felt guilty for letting it out so soon.. Even after the mingle game..

She panicked a little by her thoughts, moving a bit as her mind mad her unsure of the situation. "Ihihi- geheheum- ohohor.. Ehehaha, wait!" the sudden slip up of her name caused her to panick even more, guilty flowing through her heart.

Geum-ja stopped her assault, worried for the young woman all so sudden. "What is it dear? Are you having second thought?"

Hyun-ju was a nervous wreck. She didn't know what to conclude in her head. So, she turned her body a bit to look at the mother with apologetic, and empathetic eyes. "Well.. I-i'm not so sure if laughing right now would be best since.. I mean? It's just.." Hyun-ju was finding it hard to spill out her thoughts. She knew that Geum-ja wouldn't judge, but she held back. She looked at her with worry. How overwhelming this place could be for someone, let alone overthinking things? She felt sorry for her in the most empathetic way.

"I believe that Young-mi would have wanted you to smile, and laugh.. There's too much sorrow in this place, and I'm sure it's driving all of us crazy. If we dristact ourselves from that, it'd be better to get through all of this, yeah?" Geum-ja reassured the best that she could, bringing a hand to softly lay on the woman's knee.

"I um.. I don't know..." Hyun-ju quietly said, looking down at where the mother's hand was laying. She wanted to break free from this dreadful feeling, but the guilt that layed right on top of her heart trapped her from doing so.

"I for one want you to cheer up!" Geum-ja said suddenly, squeezing her knee now. The surprised gasp and chuckle from her shocked the both of them.

"Yohou wouldn't dahare..." Hyun-ju said carefully through suppressed giggles. Geum-ja took that as a challenge.

"As a mother, I would!" Geum-ja said with glee. She started squeezing Hyun-ju's knee repetitively now, resulting in more clear chuckles from Hyun-ju.

"AH-ahaha, hohohold ohohon!" she gripped the offending hand while continuing to lean against the pole, trying to gain an upper hand in the situation, but ultimately failed because she didn't want to accidentally hurt Geum-ja in the process. Thus, resulting with her taking it.

"Yohou seem to be hoholding on just fihine!" Geum-ja couldn't help but giggle with her. Hyun-ju's laughter was just that contagious! And someone seems to be giggling to themselves as well. (Geong-seok, just SIT with them at this point)

The genuine bond seemed to lift up Hyun-ju's spirits a little bit. With all this laughing and releasing her stress and anxieties, she almost felt like she was right at home.

She wanted to move spots, deciding that maybe her sides would be less ticklish? how wrong she was once she darted straight for them.

Hyun-ju felt the ticklish sensation electrify her entire body as she jolted back, a higher squeal coming out of her mouth, causing the woman to blush even deeper as if her face wasn't flushed enough.

"AAH- AhahaAHAaha, O-OhohommahahaAHAaha- uh- Wahahait.." Realising quickly of what she just blurted out, she tried to stop Geum-ja's hands from tickling her further, but she was one step ahead of player-120.

Geum-ja looked at her in shock, retreating her hands after she had hesitated to pull them away in the first place. As she saw the horror on Hyun-ju's face, Geum-ja was quick to bring a reassuring smile, as well as reassuring words.

"Ohoh, dear! No need to make that worried face, it's alright!" She tried to reason, noticing the shock and worry never leaving Hyun-ju's face.

She began to spew out panicked apologies. "I-I'm so sorry.. I didn't mean to call you that,, it just came naturally.." she began to fidget with her hands as she always does when things got overwhelming.

Geum-ja, returning her soft touch back to her knee, never once left the smile that shown proudly on her face. "You can call me mom if you see me as one, you know?" She said, stroking her thumb on her knee now, making sure it didn't enlighten anymore panicked giggles this time.

Hyun-ju looked at her with a confused face this time. "I.. I don't understand.." Hyun-ju said empathetically.

Geum-ja looked at her with the softest of eyes a mother could give. " Well.. There's people in our lives who we look up to as if they were family.. They may act like how an authority figure would act, it's just how our minds see it!" she explained. She never once looked away from Hyun-ju.

"Yeah.. But it's only been a few days since we've known each other, and since.. Well.. The type of place we're in? It's confusing as hell to look up to others in this place.." Hyun-ju spoke with reason, as if she would then talk down on the poor woman who was just trying to sort out her thoughts of the situation.

"Wehell.. Like I said, I'm a mother. No matter how short, or how long you've known me, I'll always think of you as my own.. Cause in this place?" she looked around then, pausing her sentence, "there's gotta be at least someone you should look up to in dire situations like this one, dear." she finished with a smile, like always.

Hyun-ju didn't know what else to say at that point. She was holding back tears by the realization that she was finally recognized as someone who isn't just trans, but as someone's own child. No hesitation. No doubts. She felt accepted. She felt like herself.

All that thought, the woman finally let the tears flow gracefully down her cheeks, letting drops fly from the side of her jawline. When Geum-ja noticed this, she didn't hesitate to pull the woman into her arms, embrasing in what felt like to Hyun-ju, a motherly hug. She allowed herself to fully cry by now. Letting it out, but still holding back on wanting to scream her feelings out.

Geum-ja soothed her by rubbing her hand on her back, like a mother would. Swaying them back and forth a little, like a mother would. Giving hyun-ju the love and care, like a mother would. She gave it all.

"T-thank you.. For this." Hyun-ju finally said after a bit of silence, never once breaking the hug.

"Like I said dear, I'm a mother." Geum-ju said, still having the sweetest smile. She looked over to Yong-sik who finally watched the scene unfold, and she grew her smile at him, letting him know that he has her as well. This caused Yong-sik to smile with her. The cure of a mother's love is so much stronger than the endurance of trying to out live this place.

"She'd be proud, dear." Geum-ja said, softly. Continueing to sway back and forth with Hyun-ju.

[namgyusbeastbaby]

hola!!! time for thanos!! 💜

#2 Thanos

- biggest squirmer to ever exist, literally CANNOT stay still for his life

- not that ticklish in some spots you'd think he'd be, but ticklish some places!!

- and where he is ticklish, boy is it sensitive

- probably biggest ler youll ever meet (besides nam-gyu)

- you HAVE to be gentle with min-su or he'll fucking come for you

- tickle monster

Lee

- biggest squirmer to ever ROAM the earth

- loves back tickles, is there really need for explanation?

- doesn't really enjoy anywhere below knees touched

- nam-gyu is his go-to ler

- can and WILL provoke you to your limit so you're ruthless with him

- sassiest, brattiest lee during tickles

- "ihihis thahahat ahahall thehe fihihire y-you hahave, [insert name]?"

- gets his shit fucking rocked tho

- once was tickled by in-ho (young-il), either is quiet around him now or the worst little shit you'll ever see

- loves provoking stoic people, loves pissing them off

- i think most of us have collectively agreed that thanos' armpits are a HUGE spot

- cannot even handle light teases, will flush up immediately if you're someone he's close to

- if not, he'll try to keep his reactions in, until he literally has to laugh, ends up a bit blushy at the end tho

- will steal your things to protect himself, or provoke

- once provoked se-mi, shy little boy ever since (when the topic was brung up)

- raspberries/any tickles with the mouth kill him anywhere and everywhere

Ler

- biggest menace you'll ever meet

- RUNN

- he never forgets you tickling him

- once player 333 tickled him to tarnish his reputation, was found a blushy mess and in a random dead player's bunk the next day

- nam-gyu is not safe

- is gentle with min-su, genuinely compliments him and listens to him when he wants it to stop

- nam-gyu gets no such treatment, he wrecks thanos? get wrecked back 8 times more intensely

- those two don't mind it tho, fun banter

- loooves teasing and mocking, but if the lee is someone like nam-gyu or his group he may be gentle, sometimes, but if its someone else (excluding 333) he will be gentle regardless, he doesn't know their limit

- buddy will use his blanket to keep the lee down if needed

- him and nam-gyu teaming up is death row

- "you wrecked my boy, huh?"

- while nam-gyu tickles, he dishes out the most flustering teases ever, maybe even turns it into a small rap verse. usually makes his lees lose it (if you use that against him, he will NOT stay nonchalant, buddy will be flustered too)

- will only do raspberries on neck, no teeth, no tongue, no kiss

- will not hide from his ler, will leave himself out in the open, or will just stay in his bunk

- gyeong-su is a good victim, too, like boy will not fight thanos because he is quite literally his idol

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yippee!! will make part 2 to thanos, who next??