♯ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙴𝙽𝚄𝙵: Kang Dae-ho of Squid Game, based in headcanon and personal characterization. Plot-oriented and friends focused. Mature audiences only, and viewer discretion is advised. ███ Vivisecting themes of: toxic masculinity, militarization, intergenerational trauma, heterosexism and heteronormativity, &. gender role conflict.
Foremost, I view roleplay as both a collaborative hobby and a labor of love. I try my best to interact with the dash when I’m able to, and appreciate when the effort is returned. Mutuals are encouraged to interact with me as they wish. If you have a plot idea, please DM me about it. Same goes for sending in asks/ask memes at any time. If I follow you, it is out of genuine desire to plot with you, write with you, and build dynamics with your muses, so please feel free to come talk to me at any time. I do expect actual desire to build with me if you initiate the mutualship, though I always do my best to pull my weight in plotting and interactions. Just shoot me a message!
Subject matter explored through my portrayal includes, but is not limited to toxic masculinity, violence and gore, child abuse, homophobia, alcoholism, weaponry, militarization, and c-ptsd. I tag triggering subjects as much as possible. I have no triggers of my own and need nothing tagged. I use minimal formatting and am iconless, but feel free to style your replies to me however you wish, as I have no accessibility needs or concerns.
Dae-ho’s main ship is with Chishiya, and I strictly write him as a gay man. That being said, he has had relationships with women in the past, and I am happy to plot exes/former dalliances with them in accordance.
You do not need knowledge of Squid Game to write with me. I rarely write him inside of the games, and have developed him in a number of verses, based both in Korea and America. I will also write with muses of almost any origin, whether original or canon, and live action or animated. I am white, and though I strive to portray him respectfully, I am capable of making mistakes. I research a lot to honour him as a Korean man and evade the rampant westernization and stereotyping I’ve witnessed. I greatly value outside voices and perspectives to educate myself from. Do not follow me or attempt interaction if you contribute to or are complicit in the long-standing fetishization of East Asian muses and face claims on tumblr, including engaging with KRP. Very fem + OC friendly, and I want to support them in any way I can! If you have a consistent pattern of ignoring women in favor of male muses, don’t follow me.
Free Palestine, free Sudan, free the Congo. I have zero tolerance for bigotry or hatred. My dashboard is curated as I see fit, and I encourage you in doing the same. Keep AI out of roleplay and out of creative pursuits. Don’t sexualize minors or age them up for sexual content. Please be critical of the media you write from, and I always expect subversive subject matter to be handled with tact and respect. Fandom DNIs are Harry Potter and Hazbin Hotel/Helluva Boss, and anyone roleplaying as real people.
If you’ve made it this far, thank you so much for reading my rules! You can call me Comfort or K. 23 + he/him [she/her OK if we're close], currently studying web development amidst my perpetual research in gender studies. My speed in replying IC or OOC is not indicative of my interest in you as a writing partner nor our plots and threads. My slow OOC responses are not rejection, I promise. Discord available upon requests for mutuals; feel free to message me at any time. Blogroll: 388s, blaceyes, puncia.
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I'm really enjoying the small text... it's funny how I'm just going through these phases with my formatting. Think proper capitalization + small text might be here to stay for awhile, though. Such a welcome change.
chrissy smiles at dae-ho as he promises. the smile quickly vanishes as he begins to talk about his dad. chrissy had met dae-ho's father — what kind of a girlfriend would she be if she hadn't met her boyfriend's parents? — and to put it kindly, she hadn't liked the man. he felt harsh, his mood steering the mood of his whole family, the kind of man who wanted manly sons and dutiful daughters. but she kept her mouth shut and was polite and was the perfect girlfriend anyway, and she'd never thought it was her place to tell dae-ho she hadn't liked him. it was his father, not hers. her feelings about him didn't matter, and they never would.
his words resonate somewhere within chrissy, conjuring up an image of her mother in her mind before she can stop it. she just wants chrissy to succeed, but she doesn't get it. she never has.
she lets out a sigh, a little huff that's barely noticeable. “sounds like my mother,” she mutters. stupid, stupid, she thinks to herself. this isn't about her. when would she get it through her thick skull that not every conversation was about her?
“that sounds hard anyway,” she says. “i mean, it's hard when parents don't get it. and i don't know about yours, but mine have never gotten it. not really.”
No, she’s definitely right about that. Maybe it’s owed to a generational divide, storied history meant only to wedge an irreversible gap between Father and son. Man-sik wants life one way, Dae-ho another, and they will never, ever see eye to eye, no matter the manufactured masculinity that Dae-ho wears as a costume, deployed clandestine across muscled frame. He tries to do everything right, even swallowing his sense of self like salt water and finding himself a woman to love. But Chrissy is too something or other, not soft and subservient enough like his dear mother, wasting her best years in fictitious approximation of athletics. Dae-ho knows better than to correct his Father, and so he bites imprints into his tongue ‘til they draw blood, wisely choosing not to impart flawed viewpoint onto Chrissy now.
❛❛ How’s your mom, anyways? You don’t talk about her much. ❜❜ Maybe by design, a willful aversion. Dae-ho is neither perceptive nor mindful enough to tread with caution, and he instead looks to Chrissy expectantly: indulge the conversation or don’t. He will study the beds of his nails, thin layer of grime boyishly tucked within. ❛❛ Don’t tell me she doesn’t think you’re Olympic material? You’re… you know, you’re great. Got what it takes. ❜❜ Convincing words of a convincing lover, right?
when it comes to stick-straight, paper-thin, seemingly docile girls like lucy— hunters have a bad habit of assuming. down to the rifles, down to the machetes, down to the are-you-sure's and the get-behind-me's; somehow they all navigate it the same. white knight, savior mentality, playing hero to a girl who doesn't need one. (for the most part, she doesn't mind. it's flattering to be something worth protecting. sure, it's irritating when they think she don't know how to shoot just like they do, but at least they've got her back. at least they'll keep an eye out.) dae-ho's no different, championing through their hunt as if she can barely tie her own shoes, but she shakes it off. lets it go. figures that he's just trying to help, and keeps on moving.
the last gun in her arsenal shoves back into a duffle, cleaned enough to gain any aficionado's approval. lucy zips it shut, spares a peek to dae-ho, and hauls the bag over her shoulder as she stands. "ready to go?" a double checked glance over the motel room. "i figure we can get there by mornin' if we hustle."
If he’s telling it straight ⸻ and, seriously, when does he not? Life is a lesson in bluntly delivering the truth and nothing but the truth, laying waste to preconceived notions ⸻ this feels more like a dolled-up babysitting gig than it does a proper hunt. He’s thought every potential scenario through carefully, every fathomable danger that Lucy could stumble into, and every harbinging ideation insists that he keep a careful eye on her. A little too hands on, too self-insistent. But he’s missed this, playing the doting brother figure, righting a wrong he simply cannot erase.
Incredulous brow cocks awry, casting scathing scrutiny onto her hold. ❛❛ You want me to take that for you? ❜❜ Sue him. Maybe he’s still not entirely convinced that she can handle herself in something as mindless as transporting the weaponry, the munitions; maybe he, well-meaning chauvinist, should build a habit of keeping his mouth shut. Knuckles lily-white from his hold on the keyring, Dae-ho appends a curt, ❛❛ I’m driving. ❜❜ Like usual. Like the words taste a little sweeter if he affirms them. His car, his shitty, beat up Aveo in its not quite gray, not quite black colorway. Coast seems clear, as far as he’s concerned, own belongings in tow. Prying open a carton, he fingers a cig loose, jamming it between his lips to hang there, unlit. (A reminder of Hae-ju. Some days are easier than others. Today is not one of those days.)
❛❛ Let’s hustle, then, ❜❜ tersely spoken while pushing out through cracked-paint front door, slivers of write climbing the frame before drifting miserably to stained asphalt. He drops off the room key in its lockbox with a huff, then clicks the car unlocked, trundling over to not only open the passenger side door for Lucy, but drag the drunk up overhead as well. You’re a real piece of work, Dae-ho.
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[ 02. ] moving boxes stacked in the living room. | cat ♡
That must be the last of them. Supply of tightly-packed boxes have moved through strong arms, from a rented moving van all the way up to newly stocked apartment. One on top of the next, towering up to the ceiling and secured with garish pink packing tape. It’s work well done, if you don’t count the momentous effort necessary to unearth the contents still stowed within. For now, Dae-ho flops down onto the sofa, dragging a clammy palm up through sweat-raked strands. He’s a damn fool for not tying his hair up today. With the emittance of a loud sigh past his chapped lips, he leans forward, tugging his bag across the floor until he may fish around inside and retrieve his water bottle. Solid in its heft, with a juvenile tiger pattern across the body. He takes a long, drawn-out swig of water, then wipes his mouth dry on the back of his hand, scrunching up his nose and shifting his eyes from tower of boxes onto Cat. ❛❛ Do I at least get to help you unpack and decorate? Or am I stuck on pack mule duty? ❜❜
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My interaction guide is finally up :] I know it's hefty but worth taking a look at even if we have some established plots because I do have a thread wishlist on there I'm dying to tackle, plus we can always give our muses a variety of plots. 🧡🫡🐯💪
i didn't wanna do this , but after yesterday & with how much this situation genuinely has me afraid of losing our home & being outright homeless , im opening donations specifically as i can't in good conscious accept any more comms rn whilst im still stuck with this god awful art block . we need $450 by the end of august as to keep them from putting our home up for tax sale-- i'm not personally trying to get the whole amount myself , just anything i can to be able to help my parents not break themselves trying to make ends meet & keep the house whilst also being able to feed the kids . i have paypal & cashapp both available to send donations as well as ko-fi , although pls do know that ko-fi donations only give me personally a small portion of the money as they do take off of the top of payments for themselves . no one is at all obligated to help me or to even acknowledge this post being made-- i assure you every bit of this money will be being put towards this situation whether it be to help cover food/household expenses or to go straight towards the payment itself , im just very desperate & very scared at this moment in time-- i don't want my family & i to wind up on the streets .
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𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. / Sam Gyeongsu Jang is a CRIME - BASED ORIGINAL CHARACTER by 𝐸𝓊𝓃𝒿𝒾. / fandomless, drawing inspirations from varieties of action led mixed medias. likeness of uncharted. money heist. gangnam b-side. american assassin. bloodhounds. pulp fiction. / 21+ VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
feel free to combine multiple prompts or add “ + reverse ” to switch roles ! for reference, the one sending in the prompt is the one committing the action.
1. GUEST : for one muse to offer the other a place to stay.
2. STORM : for both muses to find shelter from a severe storm.
3. MEDIC : for one muse to show up at the other’s doorstep injured.
4. SURPRISE : for one muse to come home and find the other already inside.
5. TRIP : for both muses to road trip or travel together.
6. BABYSIT : for one muse to help the other home while they’re drunk.
7. INSOMNIA : for one muse to find the other still awake at 3am.
8. AMBUSH : for both characters to come under attack by the same enemy.
9. DANCE : for one muse to ask the other to dance at a party.
10. STRANDED : for one muse to help the other who’s stranded on the road.
11. SERVICE : for one muse to cover the cost of something for the other.
12. SAFEGUARD : for one muse to save the other from being hit by a vehicle or from some other life-threatening event.
13. DAZE : for one muse to wake somewhere and find the other hovering over them.
14. STOWAWAY : for one muse to find the other hiding on the same ship.
15. TAXI : for both muses to share the same taxi ride.
16. MAKEOVER : for one muse to help the other with a new outfit or hairstyle.
17. LIFEGUARD : for one muse to rescue the other from drowning.
18. DISASTER : for both muses to work together to escape a fire, flood, or other disaster.
19. TRANSIT : for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport.
20. SPRAIN : for one muse to carry the other after spraining their ankle.
21. EMPLOY : for one muse to be hired as the other’s bodyguard, tutor, assistant, etc.
22. QUEST : for one muse to help the other with a task in exchange for compensation.
23. SOOTHE : for one muse to calm the other during a panic attack.
24. RECOVER : for one muse to return the other’s lost belonging.
25. UMBRELLA : for one muse to share their umbrella with the other on a rainy day.
26. HEAL : for one muse to nurse the other back to health from a sickness or injury.
27. NIGHTMARE : for one muse to comfort the other after a nightmare.
28. REUNION : for one muse to run into the other again after a long time.
29. PRIZE : for one muse to win the other a prize at a carnival.
30. NUDE : for one muse to walk in on the other while they’re changing.
31. BED : for both muses to wake in the same bed, naked or fully clothed.
32. TRAIL : for one muse to notice the other has been following them.
33. EVADE : for one muse to pull the other into an alleyway to escape their pursuer.
34. THIEF : for one muse to confront the other after having something stolen by them.
35. CAUGHT : for one muse to walk in on the other singing / dancing.
36. FESTIVE : for both muses to decorate for a special occasion.
37. PRESENT : for one muse to give the other a (birthday) gift.
38. WEARY : for one muse to wake up after falling asleep on the other.
39. CAPTIVE : for one muse to hold the other against their will.
40. SNAP : for one muse to yell at or push the other out of frustration.
41. SLEEPOVER : for one muse to stay the night at the other’s place.
42. TRESPASS : for one muse to trespass on the other’s property.
43. BREAK-IN : for one muse to discover the other robbing their place.
44. MERCY : for both muses to come across an injured animal.
45. UNKNOWN : for both muses to wake and find themselves in a strange place.
46. ACCOMPLICE : for one muse to assist the other at the scene of a crime.
47. ASTRAY : for both muses to take a detour and lose their way.
48. RELAX : for both muses to share a hot tub or hot spring.
49. MUSE : for one muse to model for the other’s art project.
50. ACCOMPANY : for one muse to give the other an extra ticket to an event.
51. SALVAGE : for one muse to retrieve the other’s belongings from a thief.
52. MEAL : for both muses to prepare and share a meal together.
53. CEMETERY : for one muse to find the other at a gravestone.
54. REFUGE : for one muse to shelter the other from enemies.
55. ARRANGED : for both muses to date or marry out of convenience.
56. FAVOR : for one muse to owe the other a favor.
57. VACATION : for both muses to book the same hotel on vacation.
58. DEFEND : for one muse to save the other from one or multiple assailants.
59. CATCH : for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped.
60. RESTRICTED : for both muses to sneak into someplace they’re not supposed to be.
My interaction guide is finally up :] I know it's hefty but worth taking a look at even if we have some established plots because I do have a thread wishlist on there I'm dying to tackle, plus we can always give our muses a variety of plots. 🧡🫡🐯💪
👻୧‿︵‿︵ Send ❝ I didn't know where else to go . . . ❞ for my muse's reaction to your muse showing up at their doorstep. Feel free to specify the circumstances.
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Outch-! Talk about hitting where it hurts! Nam-Gyu almost recoiled, yet he really didn't think Dae-Ho would be that cruel! Casting him out to fend for himself with nothing but his bare hands and whatever adrenaline decides to conjure up...Nam-Gyu would rather not let it be like that though - hospital food tastes the worse when you can't see what you are putting into your mouth. He'd much rather be in a more comfortable position where he doesn't have to worry about anything and that he's safe always! Always, however, is something he knows that is unachieveable. It'd be such a perfect world if it was achieveable though, then he could put all of his focus into other more important goals. Even so, Nam-Gyu would rather be able to find this safety with however long he and Dae-Ho exists within the same area. Nam-Gyu could feel how his smile became more tight as he swallowed his surprise from Dae-Ho's words. Surely, he's just joshing.
"And suddenly you're so mean..." Said lowly as he lowered his head, "But that's perfect for the intimidation factor. Fuck the softness, am I right? Big fan of that." Then, a small laugh as he brushed his hair behind his ear, even repeating the motion over again to ensure it's behind his ear - at least he isn't being so rude as to grab and hold onto Dae-Ho's arm - See? He can control himself! Otherwise, he may have to pry himself off. Clinginess truly isn't an abhorrant act, nor does he feel shame for wanting to be clingy to Dae-Ho - to anyone else maybe, but specifically Dae-Ho it's different considering the circumstances. "You know, you seem to be in a mood. I think some coffee could do you good. I can make you some if you want." How kind to offer, already moving to grab a cup and wash it. Nam-Gyu doesn't trust other employees here to properly clean cups after using them. He understand Pentagon is a demanding work load, but that does not negate the fact everyone deserves a properly cleaned cup to use for their breaks.
Honestly is objective. Not awash with the candied shades of flattery, nor stained with mottled cruelty. It simply is, a notion now imparted onto Nam-gyu without roots of stability to sink in. And then Nam-gyu prattles on as he does, fluffing up his praises with what Dae-ho can only assume to be verbiage he is meant to enjoy. He doesn’t, make no mistake. Not a single thing the other says may be heeded because it is, inherently, steeped in insincerity. Fuck the softness is true, and yet he is too hardened to agree. Sweep of his gaze locks onto tucked strands, once and again, and his nostrils flare out in dissatisfaction. Wasn’t he meant to be enjoying his break? It would almost be preferable to wedge himself amidst the patrons once more, suffer the gyrating hips so long as it gets him away from this. Alas. He doesn’t shift, doesn’t stir, basking in the dingy break room light for as long as it flickers in and out of life.
The offer extends like a shaky hand, and maneuvered head tilts just enough to cast scrutiny. A fucking coffee? Stationed only a few feet away from him, the coffee maker with a filmy layer of grime across the machinery? Fuck it. Sure, he will go for a coffee, indulging Nam-gyu’s desperate attempt at selflessness. ❛❛ Fine. ❜❜ Bereft of decency, no gratitude to come surging through his biting tone. ❛❛ Don’t put any bullshit in it. That stuff’s for pussies. ❜❜ Milk, sugar, he means; his taste buds are forevermore alive in blaze of alcoholic glory and yet are completely dead on arrival. ❛❛ And don’t ⸻ don’t get any bright ideas either, you hear me? I’m watching you. ❜❜ Regardless of what those fables may be, sharp-toothed dog wishes not to entertain.
