#when will squid game 2 release

[marlinspirkhall]

This season of Squid Game kept referencing the matrix, but the true matrix reference was leaving part 2 on a cliffhanger and bringing out part 3 only a few months later. Also trans women <3

[the-prophecy]

I don't remember staying up this late without an exam or anxiety since a longggg time

[have-you-seen-my-sanity]

Lights out smut with In ho?🤤

First time doing smut for him, I'm nervous

Lights out

Squid Game masterlist

Hwang In-ho/Frontman/Young-il x fem!reader

Cw/triggers: Smut, p in v sex, risk of getting caught, nsfw, unprotected sex.

"Lights out in 3... 2... 1..."

You curled up, the only things you heard were the rustling of the sheets and some creaking of the beds.

When you were about to sleep, you heard footsteps in the silence, getting louder as they approached what seems to be you.

Then a hand moved to cover your mouth, your eyes widened.

"Shh, it's just me." Came the soft, familiar voice of Young-il.

He released you, climbing in beside you on the bed, his front brushed against your hip, letting you feel the hardness present between his legs.

A small moan made it's way out of you. "The others, they can hear us if we–"

"I know," he hushed you gently by whispering into your ear "but I couldn't sleep and I... have a big problem."

His hand slipped underneath your green sweatpants, gently squeezing your thigh.

A needy gasp, almost moan slipped from your lips as he pushed your pants down, his hand cupped your pussy through your panties, finding them already damp.

"Looks like I came at the right time." He teased, moving to settle between your legs.

"But what if the others wake up?" You whispered, looking around in the dark.

"No one will wake up." Young-il reassured, reaching out to pull your panties to the side and running his fingers through your wet folds.

Your hips bucking up, along with silent moan hushing through your lips. Young-il gently covered your mouth once more.

"Think you can stay quiet for me?" He propped himself on his hand, while the other reached into his pants, pulling his hard cock out, rubbing the precum stained tip along your folds.

"Young-il.." you mewled, but luckily his hand on your mouth covered it up.

He pushed inside slowly, a tiny, needy moan could be heard from him as be bottomed out inside you.

"Try to stay quiet okay beauty?" He moved slowly at first, savoring the feeling of your warmth. His hand moved to cup your cheek, while you tried everything to stay quiet but it was impossible when the risk of getting caught felt so good with him.

Young-il angled his hips perfectly, hitting the spot inside you, making you bite your lip as a moan threatened to escape.

Young-il chuckled lowly, leaning down, letting his hot breath brush against your face. "What did I tell you, little beauty?"

A tiny whimper could be heard, and it made him smile.

"If you can't stay quiet on your own, I gotta do it myself then." He whispered into your ear before his lips met yours, swallowing your moans and gasps.

Everything he did to you, everything he made you feel in this moment had you tightening around him and your eyes rolling back into your skull.

"Ohh, fuck.. you're getting close?" He mumbled against your lips, speeding his movements, then returned to kiss you.

His hips stuttered against yours, his thrusts became sloppy and his throaty groans against your mouth intensified.

His breath against you was so hot, you thought it would burn your skin, you held back another needy whimper, your back arching in desperation of your release.

Finally, as Young-il gently bit down on your lower lip, you couldn't take it anymore and gushed all over his cock still plunging sloppily into you, the sound of your cry was easily swallowed by him.

"There my little beauty, you did so well." Just as he said that, he pulled out, letting out a strangled groan, spilling his hot cum on your thigh and the mattress.

Young-il cleaned both of you up with some tissues he had in his pocket, and helped getting you dressed back.

He collapsed down next to you, admiring your messy face in the low red light of the X on your side of the hall.

You moved closer to him, he wrapped his arms around you, feeling almost overprotective of you now.

"Young-il?" You asked quietly.

"Yes?"

"Do you think this was the last time we had..." You stopped, letting the words linger in the air.

Young-il smiled. "Oh, don't worry about that. I will make sure you get out of here alive," he pressed a gentle kiss on your temple.

"Besides, there is so much more I want to tell you when we're out of here."

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[extinctlesspains]

What about Dae-Ho from squid game 2 and teen!reader? Like teen!reader is here for some abusive reason (maybe to pay her abusive father debts) and Dae-Ho is mostly like a big brother figure to reader? It's like during the game of the carrousel and reader as no one to go to and almost die until Dae-Ho save her. Then after the game, they eat and Dae-Ho ask her why did she join the game at such a young age so reader explain and Dae-Ho became very protective toward reader?

𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 [𝐾. 𝐷𝑎𝑒-𝐻𝑜]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇs ᴏʀ ɴᴏ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴋᴀɴɢ ᴅᴀᴇ-ʜᴏ x ᴛᴇᴇɴ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ғʟᴜғғ, ᴀɴɢsᴛ.

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs, ᴅᴀᴇ-ʜᴏ sᴀᴠᴇs ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇsᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀɪʟᴏᴜs ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ, sᴛᴇᴘᴘɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ. ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴀʟs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴛᴏʀʏ, ʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇs ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴇʀᴄᴇʟʏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ, ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜᴇʀ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴅᴅs.

ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴀʙᴜsᴇ, ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ.

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　

The carrousel loomed like a monstrous relic in the center of the arena, its rusted metal creaking as it began to spin. The ominous voice of the announcer echoed through the room, explaining the next pairing number:

"Two."

Panic rippled through the crowd of contestants as they scrambled to find someone to trust—or, at the very least, someone they could tolerate. Amid the chaos, you stood frozen, clutching the fraying edges of your jacket. Your small frame and young age made yoy an oddity among the hardened contestants, and no one seemed eager to approach you.

You took a tentative step forward, your voice trembling as you tried to speak to a nearby man. "Excuse me, can we—"

"Beat it, kid." He pushed past you, locking eyes with someone older and more capable.

Your heart sank, and you glanced around desperately. The crowd was thinning as people paired up, and the rooms began to flood.

"Five seconds remaining," the voice boomed.

Your breathing quickened, your limbs heavy as the realization hit—no one would pick you.

Just as the timer reached zero and the guards grabbed their guns, a hand yanked you back into a room with surprising strength. You stumbled, crashing into someone’s chest. Looking up, you saw a man with sharp features and tired eyes.

Dae-Ho.

“Hang on,” he muttered, gripping your arm as shooting became very loud. He held you steady, shielding you from the chaos around you both.

The survivors stumbled back into the main room, their faces pale and hollowed by exhaustion. The stark white walls felt oppressive, a stark contrast to the blood and marking on their bodies. Dae-Ho released his hold on you but stayed close, his gaze scanning the room as if calculating threats.

“Keep up,” he said curtly, glancing over his shoulder.

You nodded, your legs trembling as you followed him through the corridors. The silence between you was heavy, broken only by the faint hum of the fluorescent lights.

“Thank you,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.

He stopped abruptly, turning to face you. His expression was unreadable, but his tone was softer. “Why didn’t you pair up sooner? You almost got yourself killed.”

You hesitated, the words catching in your throat. “No one wanted to.”

Dae-Ho’s jaw tightened. He looked like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. Instead, he started walking again.

When you reached the main area, trays of food were waiting—a meager portion of rice, a hard-boiled egg, and a slice of bread. Dae-Ho grabbed his tray and sat at a corner bed, gesturing for you to join him. You hesitated, glancing around the room, but the hard stares of the other contestants made your choice clear.

As you sat on the bed besides from him, he pushed his egg toward you without a word.

“You need it more than I do,” he said, taking a bite of his bread.

Your eyes widened. “I—I can’t take this. You need it too.”

“Don’t argue.” His tone left no room for debate.

You nodded, peeling the egg carefully and taking small bites. The food felt heavy in your stomach, and for a moment, the knot of anxiety loosened.

Dae-Ho leaned back in from his seat, watching you closely. “What are you doing here?”

Your hands froze mid-bite. “What do you mean?”

“You’re a kid. These games… they’re not for someone like you.”

Your throat tightened, and you looked down at your tray. “I didn’t have a choice.”

“Everyone says that,” he said, his voice quieter now. “But what’s your reason?”

The words spilled out before you could stop them. “My dad… he’s in debt. A lot of debt. He said it was my fault, that I had to fix it. So, I…” You trailed off, your hands trembling.

Dae-Ho’s expression darkened. “Your father sent you here?”

You nodded, tears threatening to spill over. “He said if I didn’t, the loan sharks would come for me anyway. This was my only chance. He gave me the card and told me to call.”

For a moment, neither of you spoke. Then, Dae-Ho reached across the table, placing a hand over yours.

“You shouldn’t have to do this,” he said, his voice firm. “But you’re here now, so you have to survive. No more freezing up, understand?”

You nodded, wiping your eyes. “Okay.”

“And stick with me. No one’s going to mess with you while I’m around.”

From that moment on, Dae-Ho rarely left your side. He became a constant presence, guiding you through the challenges and shielding you from the more ruthless players. He taught you how to read people, how to spot traps, and how to hide your fear.

In a world designed to break you, you found solace in each other.

But the games weren’t over, and Dae-Ho knew that your bond would be tested in ways neither of you could imagine.

[spatialwave]

cooler, sweeter, hotter.

➸ pairing: nam-gyu x fem!reader ➸ word count: 2.6k ➸ tags: nsfw, smut, semi-public, dirty talk, rough, no protection, nam-gyu and reader are switches. ➸ notes: requests are temporarily open for squid game content! writing for nam-gyu, thanos and dae-ho! i have a few in my ask box that i'll get to soon :)

part 2 ->

You sat on your bunk, your eyes settled ahead at nothing in particular, as everyone around you began splitting off into teams after the conclusion of the recent vote. As someone with enough debt to make your parents disown you, you wore the blue circle on your jacket, though not so proudly.

You were selfish; you always had been.

That’s why you were sitting on your bunk and staring blankly as the time ticked away. Uncaring that just beyond the open floor of the dormitory sat dozens of players who missed their beds, homes and families—stuck there because of everyone who voted to stay. 

You let out a sigh, hands moving between your crossed legs as the coursing sensation of desire washed through you. It was only human to feel such things, wasn’t it? It had been nearly three days since you were stuck in this hellhole and weeks since you’d felt the touch of another that was more than just someone gripping you for dear life.

You had a fool-proof plan, having watched the patterns of most players and noted when the bathroom would be at its quietest before it emptied for the night—an escape to break off from the dorm and hide away in a stall until you found release.

However, the sound of your name being whispered stirred you from your thoughts, blinking a few times as your gaze snapped to your left and landed on player 124. His name was on the tip of your tongue as your eyes connected with his, watching the way he crossed his arms on the side of your bed as he sat on the stairs next to it.

“Nam-su,” you muttered, cocking an eyebrow at him.

“Nam-gyu,” he corrected, irritation growing, but he stamped it down to earn your favour. After all, he was more perceptive than others gave him credit for, and he’d noticed the way you’d squeezed your thighs together when voting—when grabbing your meal. He was as needy as you.

You rolled your eyes, clicking your tongue. “What do you want? I’m trying to rest.”

He smirked; the fingers that poked out from the confines of his long sleeves tapped along your untouched bedding. Still firmly tucked in.

“You seem… frustrated,” his voice was low as he spoke, eyes staring up at you as they narrowed, “I am too.”

The remark sent a shiver up your spine, unsure if you should indulge in his words or brush him off. Perhaps it was a lucky guess at how you felt, or he was referring to something else—you had almost screwed up Gonggi when playing in the previous game, so it was fair to assume. 

You sighed, turning your head away and looking across the dormitory where you saw others sitting and finishing up their food slowly. In particular, a young woman whose stomach was so bulged out that she appeared she’d give birth any second. Poor girl.

“Why? Is the game frightening you?” You asked, keeping your gaze ahead as you shifted. You couldn’t deny the ache between your legs, the desire that hoped he felt the same. He wasn’t exactly the type you’d go for back when life wasn’t a game, but you’d take what you could get.

“Not that kind of frustration,” he huffed, irritation bubbling. Ready to curse at you under his breath and give up if you pissed him off more… Well, he would’ve given up. He needed this—badly. “Don’t act. You know what I mean.”

Your eyes flickered to his, sparkling with curiosity. Slowly, you leaned your body on the head you placed over the bed between his arms and where you sat. Your fingernails gripped the bedsheet, and your mouth watered.

“What makes you think you could help me?” You murmured, testing him to see how far you could push his buttons.

“Because you’d have said no already.” He quipped, a tiny smile pulling the corners of his thin lips. Nam-gyu pulled back from the bed, tapping the surface with his hands like a drum as he looked around, “Talk later. Have to use the washroom.”

The hidden invitation sent molten fire into the pit of your stomach, watching as he pushed himself away and tucked his hands back into his sleeves. Without even glancing your way, he slowly walked towards the bathrooms where a few other players came out of—likely empty. Fuck, you really didn’t want to go into the men’s washroom.

Swallowing your pride, you waited a few minutes before sliding off your bed and descending the steps. You walked silently through the dormitory until you reached the hallways leading to the washroom, the first door guarded by two masked workers. As you walked further, you made it between two washrooms, male and female. You wondered for a moment which room he would’ve gone in, looking between them until you heard the sound of a stall shutting in the women’s.

Your feet carried you quickly, hungry for Nam-gyu’s touch, which you hoped was satisfying. At this point, the worst fuck ever would be the best.

Just as you entered the washroom, you quietly walked along the stalls to the left, eyeing up each door. Chewing on the inside of your cheek, you opened a few to no avail until the next door opened, and you were tugged into the stall by a tight hand on your unzipped sweater.

“Fuck,” you hissed, eyes landing on Nam-gyu as your back pressed against the now-closed stall door. Your cheeks flushed, breath heaving in your chest, “How’d you get in here?”

“Just walked in,” he answered, cornering you like a predator and prey. Surprising, considering that you hardly viewed him as the dominant type or at least someone who was capable of dominating you. “The guards don’t give a fuck, so I’m gonna’ roll with it.”

Your thighs spread, inviting his leg that pushed between yours and provided your aching cunt with necessary friction. It was instant the way you rolled against him, hesitant hands lifting to his zipped sweater and grabbing at the clothing that was too big for him.

“Shut up and fuck me, I don’t care about the guards.” You whimpered, grabbing at his neck and yanking him forward until his lips crashed against yours. He whined into your mouth, eyes falling shut as you both resorted to stifled whimpers and moans to communicate.

You rubbed your clothed pussy on his thigh, feeling the wetness soak through your underwear and tracksuit. Likely leaving a wet mark over his leg, he didn’t seem to care much. Two rough hands grabbed at your waist, pushing up the fabric of your sweater and shirt as his nails dug into your skin. You mewled into his mouth, hips moving quicker as the pressure against your heat built up your climax.

The sweater that hung around your body was pushed from your shoulders as he pushed his tongue between your lips. It danced with yours, devouring your moans as the shirt came next—parting the kiss so he could pull your shirt from your body. Nam-gyu leaned back, eyes landing on your exposed chest and focusing on your hardened nipples. A quiet growl rumbled in the back of his throat as he leaned down and captured one of the buds into his mouth, rolling it back and forth between his teeth as he sucked. His other hand grabbed at your neglected breast, massaging the globe as he whined pathetically as he sucked on you.

“You like my tits?” You asked him, your hips moving a steady rhythm against his tensed thigh.

He answered with a muffled sound of acknowledgment, eyes opened to peer up at you. It was then you saw the flicker of enjoyment. He liked you taking control.

“Mm,” you moaned, your hand lifting to his hair and brushing through the strands as you tilted your head back. You breathed out, bucking your hips, “Just like that. You’re so good—“

The praise did wonders as Nam-gyu continued to suck, furthering his touches by pushing his hand past the waistband of your pants. Fingers slipped underneath your panties, finding your wet folds and pushing through them as you shuddered. Your hand tightened in his hair, forcefully pulling him from your chest as he whimpered. Obediently looking up, lips slightly parted as he waited for you.

You rubbed your hips in tandem with his touch, his fingers brushing against your pussy and bumping against your throbbing clit every so often. It was too much, already feeling as though you were going to reach the peak if he kept up his ministrations, so you pushed him back until he crashed against the toilet.

You were quick to follow him, smirking at his wide-eyed expression as you wrestled his pants down his hips until his cock sprung free.

“Fuck,” he huffed, looking down as you stroked his length that felt nice and big in your hand—wondering how well it would fill you. You squeezed your hand, thumb wiping at the bead kd pre-cum at the tip as Nam-gyu brushed his hands back over his hair, eyes rolling back at a rather slow pump of your hand. “Don’t tease me.” He growled.

“Fine,” you smiled, licking over your teeth as you pulled your pants down your legs and kicked them to the side. Leaving your underwear on, Nam-gyu reached forward and tugged your hips until you

straddled him, the other hand pushing the fabric to the side.

A quiet gasp left your lips, hands landing on his shoulders to steady yourself as he easily guided your entrance to his cock. It was hot and wet against the tip, easily pushing inside you. Your thighs trembled, unable to keep yourself up as you buried your face into his neck, whimpering as his cock penetrated as he reached the hilt. You were right, and he filled you well—almost too much as your cunt stretched to fit him. Your fingernails dug into his shoulders over his shirt, his sweater hanging down his arms.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he whispered, his breath hot as he licked the shell of your ear, “Bet you like my cock, don’t you?”

The sudden dominance of his voice sent a shiver up your spine, but it hadn’t surprised you. If there was anything you knew about Nam-gyu, it was that he had one of the biggest egos ever—rivalling Thanos. You weren’t always one to indulge in inflating a man’s ego, preferring to take control into your own hands, but you couldn’t deny that in this moment, you’d do anything to get fucked well. 

“I do,” you whispered against his neck, licking and biting at the skin as his hands grabbed at your hips. He lifted you up, angling himself better as he guided you back down as your ass slapped against his thighs, “Ah, shit—“

“So pretty,” he murmured, smiling as you began to fuck yourself on his cock without any of his help. Greedily pulling your hips up and slamming back down so he could fill your pussy up like you desperately needed, “fucking yourself on me like a good girl. Are you a good girl?” 

You were forced to look at him, fingers digging into his shoulders as he grabbed at your chin and titled your face to look at him. He wore a lopsided smirk, his hair falling out from behind his ears as his body jerked with each rough slam of your hips. His right hand wrapped around the side of your neck, tight as you felt the cold ring around his middle finger touch your skin. His thumb pressed at the base of your throat, a painful pressure that made your walls clench tight around his cock.

You whined, “I am. I’m a good girl.” 

Nam-guy’s lips stretched into a sly smile, his eyes shining in satisfaction as he pulled you forward and crashed your lips to his. He shoved his tongue into your mouth, moaning into it as his hands returned to your hips—nails digging into your skin. He met your hips with him, swallowing all your whimpers and whines as your cunt tightened, a hot pressure building in your low abdomen. 

“Don’t come yet,” he groaned, licking at your lips before dragging his own over your jaw. He licked and nipped at your skin, his hot breath tickling your skin as he stretched you unbelievably thin. “Hold it for me.”

“Nam-su—“ you whined, hips twitching and thighs tensing as your juices left a mess between your bodies.

“Nam-gyu,” he warned, a hand reaching up into your hair and giving it a harsh tug that had you yelping in pain. He attacked your neck with his mouth and teeth, leaving a scattering of marks that you knew would leave bruises in its wake. “Fuck—I’m so close.” He choked on a moan, half-lidded eyes watching you as he pulled back and admitted the red marks over your skin.

When his grip loosened in your hair, you leaned forward and nuzzled your face back against his neck. Allowing him to take control as he fucked you at a relentless pace, the culmination of your moans echoing through the bathroom. You whined against his skin, reaching a hand between your bodies as you rubbed at your clit, desperately searching for your release.

Nam-gyu had begun panting your name under his breath, sounding like a pathetic, needy thing, but you didn’t have the energy to tell him so—both of you chasing after the high you craved. 

With a few more harsh thrusts and circlings of your fingers, the tightness in your abdomen burst. A rush of euphoria crashed through your body, and you croaked out a loud moan that left your throat raw. Nam-gyu slammed into your heat a few more times, hands gripping at your hips so tight you wouldn’t be surprised if they left marks.

“Shit,” he hissed, a moan catching in his throat as he buried his face into your neck as he came. He hadn’t bothered pulling out, and you didn’t try to stop him as your pussy milked him—his hot cum filling you until it couldn’t anymore, and it spilled out, coating his cock. 

There was a shared silence as you both caught your breath, clinging to each other as your releases went as quickly as they came. It left you with a feeling of relief but also with the gnawing reality that Nam-gyu likely wasn’t going to leave you alone after this. You noticed how he was attached to Se-mi after the race, angry when she didn’t give him the time of day. The thought annoyed you for a moment, wondering how persistent he would be for the remainder of the games.

But as you pulled back, watching the way he leaned back with his eyes closed and panting, jaw sharp and lips parted. You realized there were worse people out there who could be fighting for your attention—he was far more attractive than half of the guys you slept with, less so than the women. 

Maybe you could convince Se-mi to buy you drinks after the games as a thank-you for getting him off of her back.

“Can we… do this again tomorrow?” Nam-gyu asked, his eyes still closed as his cock softened inside you. They cracked open just enough to get a look at you, straddling his hips, a tiny smile pulling at the corners of your lips.

“What makes you so sure we’ll both be here tomorrow?” You asked as your hands lifted to his sharp jaw, caressing either side gently. 

Nam-gyu murmured, “I don’t lose.”

“Hm,” you hummed, your index finger tracing his bottom lip—sending a shiver up his spine, “I guess we’ll see if you can keep up.”

[hamilando]

ੈ✩ love island (smau) ੈ✩

pairing : lando norris x reader

tw : fluff; suggestive, tiny tiny angst, jealousy love island coupling, mentions of other celebs as cast, kissing pictures

fc : Jung HoYeon

a/n : AHHH! THIS IDEA WAS IN MY HEAD FOR SOO LONG ! also did y’all really think just because s2 is here, we are going to forget the main s1 simp? She is so pretty, I can’t -

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loveislanduk @ lando JOINS US FOR THIS SEASON !!!!

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user1 that's it. I am dead

user2 seeing landhoe being more hoey?

user3 BRO IS DOING EVERYTHING AS A SID E HUSTLE

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user6 does mclaren even know !?

user7 THE SAUCY CHALLENGES YALL !?

user8 so you are telling me, he is going to cheat on Carlos !?

user9 I would love to see the grid’s reaction…

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sojuyn ig survival shows are my thing

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user1 MOTHER IS GOING TO LOVE ISLAND !?

user2 she went to the final of squid games, what’s this for her ? 💀

user3 I just love how her pics are serving like always

jennieruby AHHH! can't wait to see you there xooxo

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lando Getting that British island 💪🏻💂

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carlossainz55 can’t believe you are going there

lando you have Rebecca !!

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maxverstappen1 simple lovely mate

georgerussell getting over the championship defeat ?

lando getting over your gay ass ?

georgerussell it’s called being a diva

mclaren we weren't informed, Lando.

lando random applications i guess 😃

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loveislanduk the first episode just premiered!

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user1 HELLO THE CAST !?

user2 so you are telling me, Lando, Jude Bellingham, hjevelyn and BRYCE HALL !?!?

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user7 Is this some sport island season !?

user8 the amount of celebs !?!?

user9 WHY DO YOU HAVE TO TORTURE ME FOR ONE WEEK BEFORE RELEASING MORE

user10 I am here for the drama

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loveisland raise your ya ya ya - heart!. The saucy challenge is only available on episode 2 🤭

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user1 the caption is killing me 🐸

user2 DID WE ALL SEE LANDO AND Y/N!?

user3 LANDO'S HEART ROSE TO 140!?

user4 IS THAT EVEN SAFE !?!?

user5 we could see jude burning eyes into lando-

user6 THE FIRST COUPLING WAS SOGOOD

user7 I think it was obvious that y/n and lando will couple up-

user8 i can sense lando-yn-jude

user9 jude was not happy when lando picked yn

user10 the face when jude had to couple with magui-

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lando hideaway 😗

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loveislanduk @ lando debriefs with the guys, before grabbing @ judebellingham for a quick chat !

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user1 lando said no one messes with my girl

user2 ngl, those two look good together

user3 we seeing a lot of bromance

user4 i feel the connection between them

user5 istg if they dump the girls and be togther -

user6 POWER COUPLE

user7 yn with the richest and handsome men after her

user8 oh to be her 😔

user9 magui is not going to like this

user10 imagine jude coupling with her next week

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loveislanduk the third episode started with drama! @ sojuyn was splashed by @ maguicorceiro for apparently lip locking her couple up @ judebellingham, @ Lando does not look much happy ! Tune in for episode 3 !!

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user1 and i-

user2 LANDO LOOKS ANGRY

user3 not kando turning into max by wearing mclaren merch-

user4 I am not even there but I can clearly see that that's not yn!!

user5 it is jude, but not with yn

user6 ITS EVELYN

user7 oh my gosh, ITS EVELYN AND JUDE!!

user8 YN IS LOYAL TO LANDO

user9 magui really wants lando

user10 just because they both are Asians -

part2...?

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[kaira-diaries]

let’s chat! send me a message!

requests are always encouraged & appreciated

patiently waiting for season three….

idk if you can tell but I love the frontman…ok bye

ONE SHOTS

1.Older

You're injured from a rogue player and the frontman fixes you up while also revealing his feelings.

2.Nocturne -> part 2 -> part 3

The sheltered daughter of a VIP grows bored of the games, and finds herself exploring the quarters of the front man, only she's blindly unaware. This mistake, while nearly costs her her life, also opens up an intense and longing romance.

3.Backstabber !Most Popular!

A young woman finds herself desperate when her family falls into crushing medical debt. Seeking a way out, she enters the deadly Squid Games. Unbeknownst to her, the enigmatic Frontman—her boyfriend of three years, disguising himself as Player 001 and in deep debt, enters the game to protect her, navigating the brutal competition while concealing his true identity from her.

4.No Rest for the Wicked

A daring & sexy partnership between you and in-ho. You tease and taunt, and test every boundary, while In-ho struggles to maintain his composure. But as your friction builds and the stakes rise, the dangerous line between loathing and longing begins to blur.

5.Intruders

What if there were two intruders? Jun-ho and in-ho’s lover...

MULTI-CHAPTER STORIES

1.One of These Nights

Home from college for a quiet summer, she never expected to fall for him—her dad’s best friend. The chemistry is undeniable, the attraction forbidden, and their secret affair ignites behind closed doors. But the deeper they fall, the more dangerous the consequences become.

REQUESTS

1.Mingle

2.Release

DRABBLES:

1. Affection

2. Teachers Pet

3. Show but don’t Tell

DRABBLES

1.Chamomile Tea

You make gi-hun some tea to share but things escalate.

[howslemon]

Buttered Bread

Jo Yuri x Male Reader

Word count: 1k+

-> Part 2

1:56 a.m. That’s the time you finally arrived at the hotel after a long day of the Squid Game event in LA. “Have a good night,” you said, bowing politely to the other cast members and staff as you and Yuri stepped out of the elevator.

You swiped the keycard and pushed the door open, stepping inside the room with a sigh of relief. Yuri followed closely behind.

“Argh, I’m so tired,” Yuri groaned, collapsing onto the floor in exhaustion.

To be honest, you felt the same, the day had been far too long. Still, you had to admit it was an honor meeting all the big artists who attended the event. As Yuri’s manager, you knew you needed to brace yourself for more days like this once Squid Game Season 2 officially released.

“Get up Yuri. There’s a couch, you know.” You dropped onto the sofa, pulling out your iPad to start drafting the report for the day.

“Oppa… I’m hungry. Can you call room service?” Yuri turned her gaze to you, her eyes pleading.

“You were asked earlier if you wanted something to eat, and you said no,” you replied, shaking your head.

Her lips formed a pout as she turned her head away, resting it against the floor. “I wasn’t hungry back then.”

You sighed, unable to resist her expression. Without a word, you grabbed your phone and called for room service. Yuri bit the inside of her cheek, fighting back the smile threatening to tug at her lips as she listened to you order her food.

“Thank you, oppa!” Yuri finally got to her feet. “I’ll go get changed,” she said, darting to her room like she was racing the food to the door.

The knock came not long after. “Is that the food?” Yuri shouted from her room.

Seriously, her instincts when it comes to food is something else. At the door stood the room service attendant, balancing a silver tray with practiced ease. The faint aroma of warm bread and something savory wafted toward you, instantly comforting. You signed the check with a quiet “Thank you” before taking the tray and closing the door.

Back in the living room, Yuri was already sitting on the floor by the coffee table, her smile practically reaching the ceiling. Her puppy eyes followed your every movement as you set the tray down beside your iPad. You took the seat across from her.

“Thank you for the food!” she chirped, spreading butter onto her bread. She took one good bite into her mouth.

“How is it?” you asked as you prepared your own.

“Wah, it’s so good,” she replied, her face lighting up as she took another bite.

You reached for your iPad, but Yuri slapped your hand away. “Just do that tomorrow. Don’t you ever get tired?” she asked, annoyance flickering across her face.

“I need to send the report early Yuri,” you said, picking up the iPad with your free hand. As much as you wanted to listen to her, the higher-ups back in Korea are expecting it soon.

“You’re always working so hard. Why don’t you relax for a bit?” Yuri’s voice softened, slightly muffled by the piece of bread she was still biting on. She rose to her feet, her steps light as she moved behind you. The bread bobbed slightly between her lips as her hands found your shoulders, kneading the tension buried deep in your muscles.

A quiet sigh escaped you as her thumbs pressed slow, deliberate circles into your upper back. “That feels good,” you murmured, the day’s dull ache starting to melt away under her touch. She shifted slightly, taking the last bite of the bread still in her mouth and chewing quickly before her fingers worked down your shoulder blades, trailing to the base of your neck. Each movement expertly eased the strain.

You opened your iPad as she continued. “I just couldn’t convince you could I?” she said with a sigh.

“Can’t be helped,” you replied, popping the last piece of your bread into your mouth, chewing calmly as if her words didn’t faze you.

“You know, oppa,” Yuri leaned closer, her breath brushing your ear, “I could use some relief too.”

“Then go to sleep,” you replied flatly.

“Come on, oppa. I know something that will relieve us both,” she teased, whispering softly to your ear as she rests her head on your shoulder. Her arms looped around you, her sweet, alluring scent hitting your nose. Still, your focus stayed firmly on the iPad.

Her eyes flickered to the screen. “‘Yuri delivered an engaging performance at today’s Squid Game promotional event, interacting well with fans and media, despite minor nervousness during the Q&A,’” she read aloud, her face brushing faintly against yours.

She giggled. “Minor nervousness? Oppa, you make it sound like I was about to pass out.”

Your tone didn’t waver. “If you’re done reading over my shoulder, you should get some sleep.”

Yuri pouted but wasn’t fazed. “But I think I deserve more credit, don’t you?” Her hands trailed down your chest, going lower with each word. "Let's just have fun for tonight oppa," Her lips brushed against your ear as she whispers softly before planting a soft kiss.

“Go to sleep, Yuri,” you said, flat and detached, before her hand reaches just above your crotch.

“Tch, you’re no fun,” she muttered with a small huff, pulling back. Her lips curled in a slight sneer, her eyes narrowing just enough to show her annoyance, though the playful glint in them gave her away. It was that unmistakable mix of irritation and teasing you’d seen a hundred times before. “I’ll be sleeping now. Have fun making me sound good on that report.”

She stepped to your side, her hand catching your cheek and turning your head toward her. Before you could pull away, she leaned in and pressed a quick, open-mouthed kiss against your lips, her tongue brushing briefly against yours.

It was casual, effortless, and without any deeper meaning.

You didn’t flinch or react. By now, you were far too used to her antics to let them bother you.

Yuri grabbed another piece of bread and a small cup of butter from the tray, turning to head toward her room. As she reached the door, she paused briefly and glanced back. “Good night, oppa,” she murmured with a faint smirk before disappearing inside, the soft click of the door marking her exit.

For you, it was nothing—just Yuri being Yuri.

••••••••••

Debuuuuttt! I never thought I would actually end up debuting here as a writer. Special thanks to @octoberautumnbox for inspiring me to write Joyul, and also for pre-reading my first draft of this fic.

Thank you for reading and I hope y'all liked my debut fic :). Send me asks if you want to, I wanna know what y'all think.

[odearly]

pt 2 - habits (stay high)

without me? - halsey

⟡ summary: Being a fairly well known K-pop idol was difficult, especially when you're hiding a consuming drug problem. A drug problem you and su-bong shared, and after an article gets made about your habits your entire career comes crashing down. Su-bong leaves you in the dust to avoid getting caught in the crossfire of Korean media, but when you meet again in the squid games can you really trust him to be on your side even now?

⟡ warnings: angst, drugs, no happy ending.... unless, typical squid game violence

You were a star, destined for greatness when Korean tabloids shot you out of the sky. Your boyfriend, su-bong who had achieved a rap career after you openly promoted him to your record deal and fans did nothing to try and support you after your scandal.

"I can't be seen with you anymore! What if they try to drug test me too?" Su-bong said, arguing with you after having to have a meeting about letting you go from the album they were making together.

"Really? Really Su-bong? You're kicking me to the curb after everything we've been through?" You were angry, rightfully so.. you just watched all of your income slowly get drained out of your account with lawsuits from brand deals saying you 'ruined their image'.

"You're being selfish! I can't ruin my career over your dumb decisions!" Su-bong argued back, he had a tone that did nothing but break your heart and you didn't know how to handle this loss aswell as the loss of your career.

"MY dumb decisions? Are you fucking kidding me Su-bong? You're as much of a drug addict as me!" You snapped back, venom lacing your tone from complete anger, shame and hurt from this argument.

"I'm not getting caught like you though am I?" He asked, raising his eyebrows in question. He really didn't care.. or atleast thats how it seems.

You shook your head with a scoff, walking off to the shared bedroom they have. You grabbed one of the Prada duffel bags he'd bought you years ago for one of your birthdays, shoving as many clothes as you can fit into the bag and putting it over her shoulder. You gave him one last chance to say he didn't mean it, looking at him for a moment in silence. Your eyes looked like they were about to well up in tears but you blinked them back, Su-bong stayed silent. He didn't utter a word as you walk out the door, watching you drive away in his Cadillac to one of your high school friend's houses.

now here you were, laying in the shitty bunk beds that were provided for each of the contestants of these fucked up games. desperately craving a pill, needing a release from your mind begging your thoughts to stop for even a moment. your thoughts wont stop, they wouldn't after watching nearly a hundred people die in a game of red light, green light.

you sat up in the uncomfortable bed giving the room a small once over as you notice a mop of purple joking around with a shoulder length black haired man in the corner. you couldn't believe your eyes.. why was he here too? was he in debt? a million questions came to her mind before the biggest one... did he have pills?

you were staring so long you didn't even notice the black haired man that was sitting beside him pointing a questioning finger at you, causing su-bong to lock eyes with you.

as soon as he saw you the color drained from his face, worry immediately washing over him as she turned around and tried to put together his thoughts.

it was only a couple minutes later before he pulled himself up and walked over to your bunk.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, his tone sounding angry with a hint of worry.

"Why do you care?" You snapped back with a sting of a million bees. If looks could kill, the glare you were sending through his soul could certainly knock him out at least.

"What the hell do you mean? You can't be here, its not safe!" Su-bong exclaimed slightly slurring his words as he spoke, his voice was all too familiar when he got upset and high like this.

You looked at his eyes, looking at the dilated new moons in his eyes. He was still on drugs, that much was certain.

"Obviously i'm here for money, i'm not really finding jobs out there with multiple lawsuits i can't afford to pay for." you snark back sharply, scoffing in disbelief at his audacity.

Your words sobered him up, reminding him of the outside world and what he had waiting for him aswell.. debts and his own suffering after you were gone.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed in frustration that he'd now be competing against you. "Listen.. okay.. I'm sorry for how things went down between us but you need to stick by me. I'll get us out!"

You stayed silent for a moment, almost genuinely considering his offer but you couldn't trust him anymore. His word meant nothing after he abandoned you when you needed him.

"I don't need your help or your pity, su-bong. Go find another girl to prey on for their fame this time." You turned around in your bed, officially ending the conversation with him.

You heard him scoff and the tip tapping of his shoes as he walked off. You didn't understand why he wanted to be so protective now when he certainly didn't feel like protecting you before.

The night came quickly after voting you had voted stay because the current 9.1 billion won split between over 300 players wouldn't fix the issues you came here to solve. Dinner passed by in a blur and Su-bong didn't try to speak to you for the rest of the day.

When the lights went out you tried to sleep but your restlessness was not aided by the stiffness of the bed or the thought of possibly dying tomorrow in the next game. You did eventually fall asleep though, after your thoughts got too exhausting and you finally felt your eyes getting heavy.. bracing yourself for the moment you wake up and have to play another game.

a-n: first time posting one of my stories lmk if u like it. this song is literally so him coded!! next chapter will be more fluffy 🫡

[the-wanderer]

Netflix has seriously harmed it's reputation with how often it is now cancelling shows. What used to be seen as the go-to service for saving cancelled shows, has now become the very thing it swore to destroy {Hello There Obi-Wan Kenobi reference). Netflix likes to repeat it's standard line that they have never cancelled a successful show, but they conveniently never tell us how they measure success, because this doesn't ring true with their shows like Lockwood & Co and Shadow & Bone, that got to both Number 1 and Number 2 respectively in Netflix's own published streaming charts, and that still wasn't enough to save those shows from cancellation. Also Netflix clearly has favourites in terms of marketing, for example I enjoyed the show Everything Now, but you've probably never heard of it, and I searched Facebook - Netflix did one post about it when they dropped the trailer 3 weeks before it's worldwide release, and that was it; but other shows like Bridgerton, you can't fail to know it's there because they post daily about it on their socials for weeks up to and including release and for weeks after too. You even have actors in a new show saying they have to search their show to find it so they can watch and it's not even advertised on Netflix's own home screen, let alone anywhere else, so no wonder these shows get cancelled as they are never given a fair shot to succeed.

It seems unless you go viral or break Netflix's own streaming records, like Stranger Things or Wednesday, then even getting the number one or number two spot is not good enough to save a program from cancellation. Netflix needs to remember that not all releases are an overwhelming overnight success - even some of the best and most popular shows took a while to find their audience, like Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones, The West Wing, The Sopranos, but then when they did find their audience they became what everyone was talking about, and people who had never seen the show, still knew about them from it's impact on the cultural audience. Somebody else said, and I truly believe it, that if Netflix had made Breaking Bad today, they would have cancelled it after two seasons, and then think what great storytelling we would have missed out on, all because the show wasn't a record hit in it's opening week.

And now Netflix finds itself in a self-fullfilling loop where they have now trained their audience to not try new shows and get attached as they'll likely be cancelled. Think about it, how many new shows can you think of on Netflix that got renewed last year. It only seems to be people will tune in for shows like Bridgerton, Emily in Paris, Outer Banks, as they have had time to grow with the characters, so now Netflix has got themselves in to a model where customers don't try a new show, like KAOS or Everything Now, and they'll wait and see if it's renewed, and when after only a month since it's release, it does indeed get cancelled, the consumer hasn't wasted time getting invested in a show & characters that get cut short, especially nowadays when there is so much to watch across traditional TV and now streaming services too, that just because the audience doesn't come running to watch as soon as it drops, doesn't mean it's not there or interested.

2025 see's the return of some of Netflix's biggest shows like Squid Game, Wednesday and Stranger Things, but 2 out of those 3 also end this year too and then what shows will be left that are associated with the Netflix brand - they had Stranger Things, House of Cards, Orange Is The New Black when Netflix first got going, it'll be hard to say by the end of this year what big shows Netflix will have left to draw customers in

Unless Netflix, and the wider industry, change their perception to not only see massive, viral numbers as success and that shows with strong-moderate success are allowed to grow and widen their audience, then there will eventually reach a tipping point where they will cancel one show too many that either customers leave their service, or creatives will decide that Netflix isn't a good partner to work with where you put years of work in writing, filming, producing, editing a project just for it to be cancelled a month after it's release, so if you have a story that needs more than one film or a one and done series to tell it in, then Netflix probably isn't your best bet any longer.

[creamecafe]

May you do yandere platonic gi Huns team s2? The reader is 20-22 she’s very sick can barley stand and walk by herself she needs to eat 2x then others and feels ashamed so she doesn’t ask for extra food. She sometimes coughs off blood but doesn’t want others to worry. She tries to act happy and calm so the others don’t worry about her but she’s very scared of dying and she joined to game to pay for her medicine but after the first game and she saw people dying she wants to go home back to her family (dae go and her is dating he’s romantic yandere and they met before the games and she’s protective of her because he already knew about her)

Yandere/Platonic!Gi Hun's Season 2 Team with Reader who's Kang Dae-Ho's girlfriend and sick HCs

Pairing(s): Platonic!Gi-Hun's Team x Fem!Reader, Kang Dae Ho x GF!Fem!Reader

Warnings: sickness, mentions of death, coughing up blood, death almost, angst

Author's Note: Thank you so much for requesting this I hope you enjoy! I'm sorry for the long wait 😭

The last place to be in your condition would be the squid games obviously

Your boyfriend Kang Dae-Ho convinced that it would help cover your bills and your medication, not realizing what's in store

During the first game of Red Light, Green Light, he constantly tells you to stay behind him and not to move an inch. He won't let anything happen to you, he swears his life on it

After the game ends, you're shaking and you're coughing a lot, which blood comes out which makes you even more nervous

When the first voting round came on, you desperately wanted out, knowing that you won't survive any longer than your boyfriend could. You pressed X and so did your boyfriend.

Unfortunately, a lot of people chose O, so you had to stay. Kang Dae Ho comforts you and as you softly cry into his arms while sleeping, kissing you saying that both of you will make it out alive

He will give you half of his food to make sure that you're eating fine

Young-il notices this as well and gives you his milk every time you guys are given food

The team constantly asks how you are and you try to shrug it off saying you're fine

Mingle game was a huge stressful thing for you both as he made sure to keep you by his side

Durinh the night where everyone turns against each other, Dae Ho is sleeping by you, holding you ready to pull you under the bunk beds to hide

While you guys are hiding, you have the strong urge to cough which Dae Ho ripped a piece of fabric from the blanket to cover your sounds to avoid getting caught

Dae Ho hugs and kisses you as he goes to help Gi-Hun in stopping the guards

When he comes back after his panic attack, he holds you tight and is ready to give his own life to project yours

More will come out when season 3 is released!

Taglist:

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[hwangjoanna]

'Red Light, Green Light.'

SKZ Squid Game AU

Hyunjin X Reader

Enemies to lovers, strangers to lovers

Dom/Hyunjin, Sub/Reader

Possessive & jealous Hyunjin

Hyunjin, Seungmin & Minho are all mean (sorry)

Felix & Jisung (best boys)

Word count - 3,522

A/N: I wanted to release chapter 2 in celebration of our boy’s birthday! Happy birthday Hyunjin 🫶🏻 I hope your day is filled with love! Love you Hyune!

Chapter Warnings: 18+ mdni! use of pet names, attempts at kissing. Use of guns. Gore, violence. Mass deaths (no main characters). Threatening behaviour. Anxiety issues. Debt issues. Degradation.

Chapter 1 <— read first

Chapter 2

The room was filled with an undeniable sense of dread. Everyone in the room was now either cowering by themselves or huddled in various groups talking about what could possibly be happening in the next few minutes. It had been about 30 minutes since the guards left and everyone was feeling the tension. You, Felix and Jisung were sat on one of the lower bunks together trying to figure out a game plan. Which was going absolutely no where due to the fact you had no fucking clue as to what you would be going into.

“Whatever happens if we keep our heads calm and stick together we can do this. How bad can it really be?” Felix said. You could tell he was trying to be strong for yours and Jisung‘s sake but there was a slight hint of fear in his tone. “We were literally kidnapped and locked in this room Felix? They changed our clothes! You saw how that guard spoke to that woman?” You said, panic started to take hold of you again. “Hey, I know y/n but I’m trying to keep us from getting too worried yeah?” He said his eyes glanced from you to Jisung, signalling that he wanted you to play along. The illusion that all was well so Jisung wouldn’t get upset. He really was such a sweet and protective friend. You had already started to feel happy at the fact he had chosen you to buddy up with. “I’m sorry Felix, you’re right” you said with a smile. “We need to put our heads together when we get in there and work as a team.” Jisung was smiling at the interaction between you both whilst his body was still a little tense. “That’s my girl.” Felix said with a wink. You felt yourself blush slightly at his praise but it soon turned sour once you glanced across the room to see number 320 staring at you with a dark look in his eyes, smirking once he saw you had noticed him. You quickly averted your gaze back to the sweet pair of boys offering a small smile in the hopes they didn’t notice. “I’m just gonna head to the toilet before we have to go to wherever the hell it is we’re going.” You said quickly rising from the bed and walking towards what you assumed was the door to the toilet. The boys nodding before continuing a conversation amongst themselves.

As you walked to the bathroom you glanced back at number 320 but at this point he was back to chatting amongst his group. You headed into the toilet, once you were done you took a minute to wash your hands and look at yourself in the mirror. “Fuck, what have I gotten myself into?” You asked yourself.

The bathroom was eerily quiet in comparison to the outside room. You couldn’t even hear anyone outside the door. It was then you heard slow footsteps starting to enter the room. You assumed it was another lady coming to use the bathroom but when you looked up into the mirror to see number 320 had walked in and was leaning against one of the cubicles, arms crossed with that stupid smile gracing his gorgeous face. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “You know this a women’s bathroom right? You spat. “You’re not welcome in here.” You looked back into the mirror at yourself hoping that ignoring him would send him on his way. “Ouch, she bites.” His smirk grew wider. “I like my women feisty.” You could see in the mirror that he was enjoying winding you up. His dark eyes flickered over your form. “In what world do you possibly think that I’d be your woman!” You said now turning to dry your hands with some paper towels. “Oh sweetheart, don’t play hard to get now. I thought we were just getting to know each other?” He had started to take slow steps towards you. You began to feel heat rise to your cheeks so you kept your back facing him, though you were well aware you were now trapped as he was in between you and the door to the main room. “Come on thirteen, I know you’re greedy for some attention, why is it that your only allies in here are two little pretty boys? Hmm?” He said you could feel the heat coming off him behind you.

You turned on your heel towards him. “Don’t fucking call them that.” You said with malice. “I thought… what was his name again?… Felix was your guard dog? Not the other way around, princess?” He said, your threat having no effect on him whatsoever. “Call him a dog one mor-“ “Okay calm down, thirteen” he cut you off feigning innocence. “I just like playing with you.” He said smirking again and taking a step towards you. “You wanna play sweetheart?” He said towering over you, his voice dropping slightly. His eyes flickered briefly at your lips then back up to your eyes. Just as you were about to open your mouth to retaliate a voice sounds over the speakers. “The game is about to begin. Please make your way through the doors and follow an assigned guard to the game room.” Number 320 looked back at you after turning his head slightly to listen to the announcement. “Saved by the bell, unlucky thirteen.” He said with a sarcastic tone. “Let’s see what you’re made of in this first challenge.” With that he turned on his heel and exited the bathroom quickly.

You found yourself stood there for a moment trying to recollect yourself when you heard the door open again. “Y/n!?” You could tell from the deep voice it was Felix. “You coming?” He shouted. “Yes!” You replied, walking quickly towards the door where you saw him waiting for you. A smile on his face though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Let’s go.” He said offering his hand to you which you gladly took and followed him out of the room.

The corridors leading to the ‘game room’ was more like a tall room with several paths of stairs. The walls coloured in soft pink and pastel yellow. The floor a light blue. The fact it was decorated like a nursery had you feeling even more on edge. The guards walked with precision, stiff body language and not saying a word as you and the other contestants followed single file up the stairs. You felt a light poke of a finger on your left hand and turned your head slightly to see Jisung looking up at you, following you up the stairs. Felix leading the three of you in front. “I’m scared y/n” Jisung said, his boba eyes glistening with unshed tears. You took hold of his hand running your thumb over his. “Me and Felix have your back okay?” You whispered, turning your head back but keeping hold of his hand as you all continued to walk. One thing was for certain. You hadn’t known the two of them for more than a few hours and yet you trusted them as you hoped they trusted you. The need to protect Jisung and follow Felix had almost come naturally to you. Making you wonder if you could be friends with them on the outside world. Your thoughts were quickly interrupted by the queue of people in front of you suddenly coming to a halt. “You will now enter the game room, please keep behind the line until further instruction.” The voice spoke with a demanding tone. Sending a shiver on your spine. You all began walking in the room.

The room had no ceiling, you looked up seeing the sky. It was a cloudy day, the sun peaking through enough to warm your face. You looked around noticing the dirt floor and the walls around the room with landscape motifs as if you were stood outside. You stood behind the line as instructed, all 356 of you piling in. At the other end of the room a large doll like figure was stood with two masked guards stood either side of the doll. It was eerily silent amongst the contestants, all looking around with dumbfounded expressions. You turned to Felix and Jisung. “Just listen to instructions and keep your wits about you. Yeah?” Felix said with determined intensity. You both nodded and looked around with Jisung coming to the side of you, linking his arm around yours. Felix patted him on the head and smiled at you.

“The game is red light, green light. Make it across without getting caught and you won’t be eliminated.” The ominous voice broke through the speakers. “Get caught, you’re out of the game for good.” You and your two friends glanced at each other moving forward slightly to be nearer the line. You were aware of the rules of the game. Having played it as a child growing up in the outskirts of Seoul. You assumed Felix and Jisung had the same experience. However, Felix had grown up in Australia only having moved to Korea as a teenager. He turned to you and asked what he had to do. You briefly explained but half way through your explanation the doll started to turn. “MUGUNGHWA KKOCH-I PIEOSSSEUBNIDA!” A few contestants already started to bolt to the other side including number 320 and his group. Felix went to run but you held him back. “Wait for the next turn.” You said in a stern tone. He nodded pulling back to you with his lips pulled into a line. The doll turned back catching around 17 contestants, each of them shot dead to the floor. You remained motionless, a tear falling down your cheek. Fuck, when they mentioned people would be eliminated you didn’t think it would be at the cost of their own lives. You were in shock, eyes boring into the dead bodies now limp on the floor. The fear started taking over you. Panic suffocated you, but you were trying your best to be there for Jisung who was shivering with anxiety at your side. His arm now clutching you like he was scared you’d disappear. Felix turned to you, “I need you to get through this for me y/n.” He said in the most soft but sincere way. The blonde was searching your eyes like he was almost begging you to stay with him. “MUGUNGHWA KKOCH-I PIEOSSSEUBNIDA!” The doll had turned again with that you dragged Jisung with you trying to make your way across the room. Keeping yourself as steady as possible but quick as you could. The doll turned back to the room, killing around 22 people this time. People were dropping like flies and you were willing yourself to keep calm whilst tears were running down your face and your breathing was frantic. Luckily you kept still enough to not be caught, Jisung still gripping your hand like his life depended on it. Felix just ahead of you both. “MUGUNGHWA KKOCH-I PIEOSSSEUBNIDA!” “Let’s go!” Felix said in a raised voice, you and Jisung followed behind as quickly as you could when the doll turned all of the sudden and a contestant right next to you and Jisung was shot. It was the girl would had screamed at the guards earlier in the day. Her warm blood splashing against your face and all over your teal tracksuit. You held firm, standing as still as possible. Jisung next to you whimpered slightly but you couldn’t turn to comfort him. “MUGUNGHWA KKOCH-I PIEOSSSEUBNIDA!” “I got you.” You whispered to the puffy cheeked boy as you continued to pull him beside you. At this point you could see ahead that number 320 and his group had made it across, all stood around waiting like they had somewhere to be. You thought better than to roll your eyes mid run. As the doll turned back to the room you were mid trip but just as her gaze turned to you, you had stopped midair. Jisung had caught you. He was stretched out gripping you like you were his lifeline. Both shaking slightly. You were keeping eye contact with each other, both of you with tears streaming down your face. He was also covered in the woman’s blood. His beautiful face looked lost but with a hint of something you couldn’t quite place. Was he really willing to keep you alive for the sake of his own life. You had only met him a few hours ago? How did you get so lucky? You could hear shots bouncing round the room with blood curdling screams but you didn’t dare move to look.

“MUGUNGHWA KKOCH-I PIEOSSSEUBNIDA!” Broke you out of your train of thought and Jisung pulled you up. You both running together. Felix had made it but was hanging back to make sure you would both be there. The doll turned once again and killed several people behind you but at this point you were so close to getting to Felix you almost had gone numb to what was happening. Your survival instincts kicking in. “MUGUNGHWA KKOCH-I PIEOSSSEUBNIDA!” You and Jisung jumped forward into Felix’s arms. You all sighing with relief but Jisung collapsed in tears hugging felix’s leg. “I’m s-sorry” he was saying in choked breaths. Felix crouched over him, holding him tightly. “Hey, stop that. Ji, we are all okay.” Felix started rubbing his palm over the dark haired boys back. “We’ve got this okay?” The blonde started rocking Jisung slowly. Meanwhile you looked back up into the floor space. Seeing the last dregs of contestants being shot one by one as if they were nothing. Your tears continued to fall as you turned to look at those who had survived.

“Hey, thirteen.” You heard in a soft but distinct voice. You already knew it was that arsehole number 320 before you even glanced his way. “I’m impressed sweetheart.” Your eyes now meeting his. “I was sure your little group would be on the floor with the rest of them?” He said low enough that only you could hear. Stepping towards you with a slight curl to his lips. He bought his thumb up to your tear stained cheek and dragged it down rubbing your jawline before pulling away. He then leaned in again his mouth inches from your ear, his voice dropping to a silky whisper. “God you’re so pretty when you cry.” You flinched slightly moving away from him. He winked and turned walking back to his group.

You turned back to Felix and Jisung. At this point they were stood together watching you. “Everything okay?” Felix asked his eyes brimming with concern. “All good,” you said trying to maintain your composure. Not wanting any more trouble. “He’s just bored and wants someone to mess with. I can handle him.” You looked at Felix with a small smile. He was going to reply but the speakers suddenly blasted with a screeching noise followed by that dreaded voice. “Well done. You have survived the first challenge. Please exit to the main room. A guard will lead you back.” You and the boys exchanged looks of discomfort. How could they say it so nonchalantly? People were dead!

You took Jisung’s hand in yours and began to walk towards the exit. Thank god you had made it with your friends. Although your mind couldn’t handle how flustered number 320 had made you feel a few moments ago. What was his game plan? You were yet to find out but for now you were grateful you had lasted at least one round. This didn’t stop the knot in your stomach forming. There was still far more to go. The game had only just started.

The waiting room was filled with contestants either pacing, huddled in groups or those sat by themselves in shook. A few sobs and whimpers could be heard amongst those that were talking. You had gone to the bathroom to clean the blood off your face though the rest of it still remained on your clothes. The rich red a stark contrast to the teal colour. You exited the bathroom and walked over to Felix and Jisung. Both sat together silently as though trying to grasp what they had witnessed in the game room. You perched next to them on a set of small steps opposite a tower of bunk beds in the corner of the room. The room now seeming a lot bigger, you now noticed that quite a few people had been eliminated. You realised some beds had been removed too, no longer towering as high as before when you had left for the first challenge.

“So.” Felix began. “What made you guys join the game?” He looked at you both. Searching your eyes to see who would answer first. When you both didn’t reply he continued. “Oh come on guys? We all know we were offered the chance to join? We just didn’t know it would be like this.” The last part of his sentence turning into a whisper. Jisung spoke first though he seemed a little hesitant. “I have a big family. We are very poor and my single mum has been struggling to make payments” he looked down almost ashamed of his history. “She does what she can for us but…” he sighed whilst looking up again at the two of you. “..meals have become few and far between recently. I do a pizza delivery job to help but it doesn’t even scrape what we owe. When my dad passed away a year or so ago he left us in a lot of debt.” His eyes now downcast again. You offered a squeeze on his knee with a small smile in the hopes of showing you had no ill judgment towards him. He didn’t seem convinced but still returned the smile. “What about you y/n?” Felix asked, the two boys now looking at you with intrigued curiosity. “I-I’d rather not talk about it if I’m honest.” You said quietly, breaking your eye contact with them. There was no way you were going to explain your situation to them. They were both really kind to you but there was doubt in your mind that they would understand. Just as Felix was about to respond the door to the stage area opened and what looked to be the same magenta wearing guards entered the room. The room falling silent and everyone looking towards the seven individuals with tentative expressions.

“Well done for getting through your first challenge.” The square masked man started. His tone lacked any emotion. “Let’s see how much money has been added to the prize pot.” He stated looking up to the middle of the ceiling. A large clear piggy bank lowered in front of you all. Some contestants including you and the boys stepping forward to get a better view. The screen at the front of the room lit up, it read 0 won. The number started to climb up as the piggy bank filled with stacks of cash. Each representing an innocent person who had died at the hands of the game. It was blood money. The thought alone making you feel sick. What twisted individual had put you all here to die for the sake of some won. It started to feel like it was definitely not worth it. Though your mind was pulled out of thought when the number stopped climbing, the piggy bank swaying slightly from the weight of the cash. The screen read 1.02 billion won. A crazy amount of money for all of the contestants in the room, let alone one individual. That meant 102 people had been killed in the first round leaving 254 of you. Your eyes scanned the room, individuals with mixed expressions some shocked, some smiling others still sobbing from what happened an hour or so ago. A look of greed on some which made you feel bitter. Had they forgotten what happened in order for that money to be available? As you continued to look around once again your eyes fell on 320 he was nudging his friends, all of them giggled together like they already won the money. Why on earth did he have to be so god damn hot. Not to mention the company he kept. You had a good look at the other two men now. One of them soft features with a beautifully polished jaw line. He had short black hair and dark eyes that looked almost innocent but his cunning look told you other wise. He looked like a cute puppy though you had a feeling he was more like a Doberman. His number on his tracksuit read 143. The other man looked almost cat like in comparison. A slim athletic body and sharp features. High cheekbones with dark eyes that almost burned through your soul. He had an eyebrow piercing with fluffy brown hair. His stance alone was extremely intimidating. The group of them seeming at ease with each other though cold to anyone watching. His number read 312 you noticed as he smacked number 143’s butt.

“Dinner will be served soon.” The guard continued. You were so caught up staring at the group of beautiful men that you forgot the masked people were still present. “You will all line up and take what is given to you.” He said in a colder tone. “No exceptions.” With that they exited the room again. The room silent for only a moment before you heard Felix whispering to Jisung about something you couldn’t quite catch. “Please form two lines” the guard with the same tone billowed through the speakers in the room. You walked into the right line not really catching where Felix and Jisung went since they were having their own conversation. Once you grabbed your food you turned walking past number 320 and his group. You kept your head down hoping to avoid them when a hand could your wrist in a firm grip. “He there unlucky number thirteen.” The voice smooth as silk. “Why don’t you sit with us?” It was the cat like boy with the number 312 across his chest. At this point you decided it would be better to sit with them then turn away. The three of them had eyes all looking you over like you were their prey. “O-okay.” You agreed. Fuck why did your voice have to shake. “I got a space right here for you to sit sweetheart.” Number 320 said as he patted his lap. Instead you rolled your eyes and sat opposite him. The cat like man sitting just next to you not really allowing you any space to yourself. You glanced over at Felix and Jisung who were sat on the other side of the room. Looking at you with a concerned gaze. You quickly offered a small nod and smiled as if to signal you were fine for the moment. “You got a name, thirteen?” The buzzcut man asked. His eyes running over your features. God who the fuck made him so beautiful. “Uh - y/n” you offered. “Pretty name for a pretty girl, I should have known.” He replied with his signature smirk. His eyes still staring into yours as he seductively took a bite of his food. His tongue ran over to wet his plump lips. You had never seen someone so perfect before. He clearly knew the effect he was having on you because he chuckled to himself looking back at his plate.

“I’m Hyunjin, this is Minho.” He said pointing to the man with the eyebrow piercing. Causing you to turn to Minho his eyes still cold as ever with a pissed off expression. “-and this little puppy is Seungmin.” He chuckled again at his own words. You turned to Seungmin to find he was smiling at you in a way that made you feel like he could bite you at any moment. How the fuck did they find all these gorgeous men and put them in a room with you. Why did you have to think with your pussy during times like this? You turned back to Hyunjin with a little smile almost wanting to play at his own game. “So Hyunjin,” you said dropping your tone slightly when you uttered his name. “Did you tell your little minions that you followed me into the bathroom earlier in hopes of getting your dick wet?” Your eyes narrowed slightly at an attempt to tease and embarrass him but to your surprise he just tutted. “Tsk, well in fact princess-“ he rose from his seat and moved towards you. He moved so gracefully almost like he was walking on water. He leaned down to be at your eye level his friends chuckling at his antics. “They encouraged me to. A sweet thing like you shouldn’t go unnoticed, even in a place like this.” His eyes flickered down to your lips briefly then back up to your eyes. “What do you say hmm? Maybe we could go in there now and you could let me have a taste?” He was beginning to bring his face closer to yours. You felt trapped between the three of them, your cheeks becoming flushed and your panties getting wet. He paused, his lips just centimetres from yours. His breath tickled your features. Almost daring you to make the first move but in that moment you found yourself turning your head away. “You wish.” You retorted, rolling your eyes. The devil on your shoulder pissed off at you for refusing the beautiful man. He chuckled and sat back down, looking around the room as he did so. His eyes fell on Felix, sending him a quick wink.

Felix narrowed his eyes at Hyunjin, his jaw clenched and lips pulled to a thin line. You didn’t catch the exchange however as you had turned to your food, in the hopes of pushing your arousal to the back of your mind. “So thirteen,” Hyunjin continued, still amused by the rise he got out of you and Felix. “You ever thought about coming over to our side?” You looked up at him ignoring your food again. “What do you mean?” Your brow knitted together in confusion. “I mean, why would you want two little lap dogs? When you can have us take care of you? Hmm?” His smirk plastered over his face, head tilted slightly. You knew he loved using your friendship with Felix and Jisung as a weapon. Your previous arousal replaced with anger, bubbling slowly beneath the surface. You kept your face as calm as possible not wanting to let him think he’d won. “Something tells me you’re a bit of a lap dog yourself Hyunjin.” You spat, your inner brat was starting to take over. Seungmin looked up at you both, extremely entertained by the show. The corners of his mouth curled slightly and he had a glint of mischief in his eyes. “I think he’d prefer if you were the one on all fours wearing a collar y/n,” you turned to look at Seungmin, the tips of your ears going red with a mix of emotions brewing inside you. “I know I would.” He added, he looked so smug, giving you elevator eyes as if he were imagining it. Your face was now burning red. The last thing you wanted was to make a scene so you rose to your feet leaving your tray of food. “I think I just lost my appetite.” Your eyes narrowed, your nails digging into your palms. Where the fuck do they get the nerve? You stomped away not giving them a second glance.

“She’s even cuter when she’s angry.” Minho commented under his breath to the other guys. “She’s really something isn’t she?” Hyunjin replied, his eyes trained on you as you walked away.

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[creatingblackcharacters]

I agree schools should use other books along with Mockingbird to explore past racism from Black perspectives, and the title that immediately came to mind was The Bluest Eye; but then I remembered Toni Morrison's afterword in the re-release, where she talked about wanting to truly open nonblack readers' eyes to the plight of dark-skinned Black women in America when she wrote the book, but felt she'd only succeeded at facilitating those readers' prurience. What's your opinion?

You said you mean *voyeurism, but it made me look up prurience, which VERY WELL could have also been a reaction to the story from certain viewership. The book I'm reading now has discussed the morbid sexual desire that white men in particular had for Black bodies and the possession and submission of them.

Anyway. I agree with her.

Think of it like this. Squid Games 1 & 2 are excellently written reflections of capitalism and the layers of its damage. It's horrifying, watching people die for the chance to live. And yet there are Domino's commercials showing people delivering pizzas during the death games.

So it's one of those disappointing things where the depth and importance of the message is delivered by the creator, but the consumers really only want to see what titillates them, what causes a reaction.

Thinking about their role in the society that created a story like The Bluest Eye (which, Hot Chocolate has read. I haven't. I tend to prefer nonfiction as an adult, but I need to get on that) would be far harder, more upsetting and discomforting to the average white reader than simply enjoying it on its surface. It's why they don't want it in schools; they claim it's "too sexual" but we know that's not it. So in the end, they just get to watch our deep suffering- suffering I'm sure was hard to write- and enjoy it as theatre without really walking away with anything.

[lina-unchained]

Squid Game Masterlist

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-> The Front Man's Little Secret (18+)

Pairing: In-ho x Reader

Summary: You join the games after an unfortunate accident leaves you with no memories and no money. Trapped there because of the players who vote 'O' you find comfort in an intriguing man named Young-il.

Words count: [4.6K]

Warnings: reader has amnesia due to an accident; mention of reader having been slapped; reader observing people dying; cursing; reader having dirty thoughts; violence; -

Notes: The plot follows the storyline of In-ho infiltrating the games to mess with Gi-hun

Taglist: open

Chapters:

Chapter One: 002

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-> Fallen Angel (18+)

Pairing: In-ho x Gi-hun

Summary: Resentful and indignant Gi-hun returns to the games determined to put an end to the disgusting atrocities that take place on that island. Intrigued and tickled by Gi-hun’s behavior In-ho infiltrates the games as player 001 for a psychological battle which takes an unexpected turn when they start catching feelings for each other.

Words count: [3K]

Warnings: sexual arousal; violence; people dying, -

Notes: -

Taglist: open

Chapters:

Chapter One: Let the Mind Games Begin

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-> Corrupted Souls (18+)

Pairing: In-ho x Gi-hun

Summary: After Il-nam’s death In-ho takes full charge over the games. In need of a new leader of the masked guards he looks for a former winner to join them. With Gi-hun by his side, unexpectedly, he finds something more than a new ally.

Words count: -

Warnings: violence, people dying, -

Notes: AU in which Gi-hun claimed his prize and lived like a rich man

Taglist: open

Chapters:

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-> My Beauty Flower (18+)

Pairing: Thanos/Choi Su-bong x Reader

Summary: You’ve always been his beauty flower but you're growing more and more tired of being in a toxic relationship with a narcissistic junkie, so eventually you take the hard decision to break-up with Thanos. Free but broke you end up under the radar of the masked guards. The last thing you expected to see when joining the games was your sorry-ass ex-boyfriend.

Words count: [1.6K]

Warnings: swearing; making out; violence; people dying, -

Notes: AU in which Gi-hun and respectfully In-ho don't enter the games as players 456 & 001; the rest of the players from season 2 are present

Taglist: open

Chapters:

Prologue

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Okay, so these are ideas that I'm working on but I don't have that much time to write at the moment, so it might take some time until all the chapters are released. Please bear with me and pray for my soul 🙏😭😭

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-> One-shots (Requests are currently closed)

A Game, A Drink And Something Extra (18+) / Pairing: Front Man x Reader - It was time for the first game to begin and In-ho had his two favourite things beside him - a drink and your hungry mouth

Game Night (18+) / Pairing: Salesman/Recruiter x Reader - You wanted to play ddakji but by your rules

Long Due (18+) / Pairing: Thanos/Choi Su-bong x Nam-gyu - Nam-gyu has to step in to push aside Thanos’ adoring but insolent fans after his first gig at club Pentagon. They withdraw into one of the private rooms for their next fix but Thanos is also hungry for his little bodyguard.

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[frankieroslefttesticle]

here is a conversation me and a friend ive been influencing had

DRINKING THE EMO POTION AT 3 AM (MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE VENTING??) *GONE WRONG GONE SEXUAL GONE FREAK*

FREAK IERO DID WHAT AT 3 AM???? (MR BREAST APPEARANCE)

PETEKEY IS REAL?!?! (AMONG US VENTING?) *GONE EXTREMELY SEXUAL*

EATING FRANK OREOS AT 3 AM??? IMPOSTER VENTED *GONE HOMOSEXUAL*

GAY PEOPLE EXIST??? *GONE WRONG GONE SEXUAL* (MR BREAST X KSI X LOGAN PAUL???)

FRANK OREOS ARE MADE OF WHATTT?! (EXPOSED) *GONE WRONG*

FRANK OREOS ARE MADE OF WHO?! PT 2 *LUNCHLY COLLAB???*

FRANK OREO X LUNCHLY COLLAB FOR SQUID GAME SEASON 2 *GONE GAY*

GERARD WAY LIKES WHO??? *GAY?!* (FT FRANK IERO)

FRERARD EXPOSED?!? *GONE SEXUAL, GONE KINKY*

DONT TRY THE FRERARD CHALLENGE AT 3 AM *GONE SEXUAL*

FRANK IERO GOES ONE SECOND WITHOUT GERARD WAY (WATCH TILL THE END CUZ IT GETS CRAZY) *GONE INSANE*

TRYING THE GAY RAINBOW POTION AT 3 AM *GONE WRONG, GONE SUS*

PETE WENTZ DID WHAT?? TO MIKEY?!!???! *HE VENTED??!!! EXPOSED*

WHOS THE IMPOSTER CHALLENGE AT 3AM (FRINK, GERAWR, MILKY WAY, RAY TORNADO) *GAY SEX??*

WHOS THE HETERO (ODD ONE OUT) *FT MY BIOLOGICAL ROMANCE* *GONE SEXUAL*

DONT DO THE GAY CHALLENGE AT 3 AM (FT. MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE, KSI, P DIDDY) *GONE WRONG, GONE SUS, GONE SEXUAL.*

*CALLING GERARD WAY AT 3AM CHALLENGE* (HE ANSWERED???)

DONT READ KINKY FRERARD SMUT AT 3 AM CHALLENGE *IMPOSSIBLE*

DONT EAT FRANK OREOS. (GERARD AND FRANK DID WHAT TO MAKE THEM?!?!) *GONE INSANE*

DESTROYA RECORDING BEHIND THE SCENES!! (THEY DID *WHAT*???) *GONE SEXUAL*

STRAIGHT MAN COMES OUT AFTER GERARD DOES WHAT TO HIM?? *GONE HOMO*

DONT DO THE DESTROYA CHALLENGE AT 3 AM! (FT. P DIDDY.) *GONE SEXUAL*

SUMMONING FREAKY MIKEY AT 3 AM CHALLENGE *DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME*

GERARD SIGHTING CONFIRMED?!?! *GONE WRONG*

FRANK DID *WHAT* ON 11TH SEPTEMBER 2001 (EXPOSED)

USING SATANIC RITUAL TO SUMMON MR. BREAST (FT. MCR) *GONE WRONG, GONE SEXUAL*

MR. BREAST DID WHAT IN SQUID GAMES SEASON 2?! (WATCH UNTIL THE END!)

MR BREAST CLONE GETS WHAT HE DESERVES (FEATURING AMONGUS IMPOSTER MAKING OUT WITH KSI, MCR GANGBANG FOOTAGE)

MCR5 ANNOUNCED!!

[ACTUALLY? - no i wish - aw :((( u got me excited]

MCR NO CLIPPED INTO BACKROOMS?! (THE IMPOSTER VENTED?!) *GONE WRONG, GONE SEXUAL*

TRY NOT TO GET FREAKY CHALLENGE AT 3 AM (FEATURING GERARD WAY OF EMO BAND)

GERARD WAY EXPOSED FOR GETTING FREAKY WITH HIS BROTHER??? (FRANK IERO REACTION)

WAYCEST FOOTAGE RELEASED?! (KSI & MR. BREAST REACTS?!) *WATCH TILL THE END, GONE WRONG, KSI AND MR. BREAST MADE OUT?!*

WHAT IS WAYCEST?? (ANALYSIS BY PETE WENTZ) *HE GOT SOOOO JEALOUS GONE SEXUAL*

GERARD CHEATED ON FRANK WITH MIKEY?! (WAYCEST CONFIRMED) *GONE INSANE, FRANK DID WHAT WHEN HE FOUND OUT?!?!*

GERARD WAY EXPOSED FOR WHAT HE DID TO MAKE DESTROYA (FBI FOOTAGE) *WITH MIKEY NOT FRANK????*

RAY TORO EXPOSED AS A WOMAN??? *IMPOSTER SUS AMOGUS APPEARANCE* (HE LOVES CUPCAKES)

GERARD WAY PUT IN PRISON BY THE FBI?! (THEY DID WHAT TO HIM IN PRISON?!) *GONE WRONG, GAY SEX FOOTAGE*

FRANK IERO COMMITS CRIME TO BE WITH THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE IN PRISON (REAL FOOTAGE) *GONE SEXUAL GONE KINKY*

MIKEY BREAKS GERARD OUT OF PRISON! (PART I) *HE LEFT FRANK BEHIND?! WATCH TILL THE END.*

PETE WENTZ IS THE IMPOSTER??? (PRISON GUARD STORIES WITH PATRICK STUMP, EXPOSES THE PRISON BREAK, FRANK IN DEPRESSION)

MIKEY DID WHAT TO FRANK?! (100% CANON) *FRANK GOT IN THE WAY OF WAYCEST?!*

FRANK OREO CALLS BACK 69420 UNITS AFTER NEWS OF FAKE SEMEN IN OREOS SPREADS (HE LIED????? FT GERARD AND MIKEY WAY)

911 REENACTMENT?! (FT. MCR, KSI) *FBI GOT INVOLVED?! THE END IS CRAZY!*

NEW GERARD GAY AND FRANK IERO COURT CASE FOOTAGE (DIVORCE AFTER AFFAIR WITH BROTHER??) *GONE SEXUAL GONE WRONG*

RAY TORO HOOKS UP WITH FRANK IERO?! (THEY DID WHAT TO EACH OTHER?!) *GONE SEXUAL, GONE KINKY*

MCR DOES WHAT FOR A LIVING??? (EXPOSED) *TRIGGER WARNING: KINKY SEX*

GERARD AND MIKEY NAMED THEIR CHILD AFTER WHAT????!!! (FRANK IERO REACTION) *SUS IMPOSTER AMOGUS VENT GAYYYY* #YOUDIDNOTSEETHISCOMING

FULL FRANK, MIKEY AND GERARD LOVE TRIANGLE ANALYSIS! (RAY TORO SPEAKS) *TRIGGER WARNING: SENSITIVE TOPICS SUCH AS INCEST, GORE, KINKY SEX ACTS*

FRANK IERO EXPOSED AFTER CATFISHING GERARD AS MIKEY WAY!!!! (INTERVIEW FROM PRISON)

CORRUPT GOVERNMENT DOES WHAT?? (FT DR DEATH DEFYING) (KILLJOYS ORIGINAL CHANNEL) *GONE SEXUAL*

KSI REACTS TO FRANK IERO EXPOSED! (HE WANTED TO DO WHAT?!) *GONE WRONG*

NEW DESTROYA NETFLIX SERIES ANNOUNCED??? *INCLUDES A TUTORIAL* (FT JOJO SIWA!!!)

GERARD WAY DROPS A DISS TRACK ON FRANK IERO (CONFESSES HIS LOVE TO HIS BROTHER) *OFFERS A THREESOME?!!??!*

DESTROYA NETFLIX SERIES EXPOSED!!! (WAYCEST SEX SCENES?!) *FRANK DID WHAT WHEN HE FOUND OUT?!*

FRANK SAYS HES GONNA DO WHAT TO GERARD???? (TW: BONDAGE, SADOMASOCHISM, KINKY SEX)

[MIKEY OFFERED TO WATCH FRANK?!?! (HE ACCEPTED?!) *GONE WRONG, GONE SEXUAL. TRIGGER WARNING: KINKY SEX ACTS, POSSIBLE VIOLENCE*]

FREAK OREO EXPOSED AS A FRAUD?????? (GERARD WAY SPEAKS OUT AGAINST ABUSE)

MCR SHOWERS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 50 YEARS (FRANK, GERARD, MIKEY DID WHAT?? RAY WATCHED!!!) *KINKY SHOWER SEX, VERY GAY*

MIKEY WAY RAPED PETE WENTZ?!?! (GERARD WAY WATCHED?!) *GONE SEVERELY WRONG.*

PETE WENTZ SPEAKS OUT IN DESTROYA NETFLIX SERIES (MIKEY WAY EXPOSED!!) TW: SA, KINKY SEX, GAY*

[burningembers91]

Taking Another Break

Hi everyone,

So, I took a break from writing a few weeks ago as I was feeling really burnt out. I thought I was feeling better, but I'm really not. I've tried to keep writing because I feel really guilty about not putting out content for my followers. I also panic when I look at my inbox and see how many requests I've got because I really don't have the mental capacity to keep writing at the minute. Basically, I'm really struggling at the minute.

I know I don't owe anyone an explanation, but I'm so bad at vocalising my feelings, and writing them down really helps.

I'm absolutely fine, and I know that this will pass, but life is HEAVY at the minute.

I'm spending about 70 hours of my week either working or studying for my degree. I feel terrified that I'm going to be 31 in August and I've only just figured out what I want to do with my life (I want to be a historian specialising in the 19th Century). I've had two miscarriages in the last 2 years, and now two of the women in mine and my husband's friend group have become pregnant and I've been really struggling with my sadness and anger. I'm obviously happy for them but it's a stark reminder of what I don't have. I absolutely love my life, but the reality is is that baby loss is so difficult and it's something you never really get over.

I've also spent the last several years watching someone close to me go through a very volatile relationship. I have been incredibly supportive and tried to help, but it's reached a point where she has shut me out and family members out because she cannot see how bad things have gotten. I'm finding it really hard and spend a lot of time worrying.

I don't want to stop writing because it's my escape, but at the moment every time i sit down to write it's like my head is filled with cement. I have an 1,800 word essay due tomorrow and I've only written 350 words because my mind physically goes blank whenever I sit down to try and type it.

I also haven't written my Cho Hyun-Ju fic or Baek Kang-Hyuk fic that was scheduled for this week, and so those won't be releasing tomorrow or Friday. I had some really exciting stuff planned but at the moment, all I want to do is sit on the sofa in my pyjamas, cry, eat chocolate and hug my dog. I feel like the quality of my writing is slipping at the moment and I want to ensure that I do my fics justice and right now, I can't do that.

I'm not sure how long I'll be gone for, maybe a few weeks, but I will definitely be coming back. Since joining Tumblr in January I've found this lovely little community of people who are so friendly and nice. I've got a few people who regularly comment and send me TV and movie recs, and I absolutely love it. I'll still be on Tumblr because the Squid Game memes are currently keeping me sane. So, if you have any good recommendations for TV shows, movies, or you see something hilarious, please send them my way.

I feel like as an adult, making friends is so hard and I'm embarrassed to say that other than my husband and dog, I literally don't speak to anyone else. I'm trying to make a conscious effort to go out and make new friends, but making friends as an adult is HARD and i feel like no one talks about how lonely your 20's and 30's can feel. Tumblr has made me feel so surrounded by people even though i talk to you all through a screen.

Sorry for blabbing on so much, but your girl ain't living, laughing or loving right now haha.

I know everything will get better and I know I'll probably be desperate to write some fics again in about 3 days, but I'm going to take some time out, spend some time with my dog and husband and get my head back on straight.

Thank to you everyone who reads my work, and I shall see you all very soon.

Lots of love xxxx