welcome to my blog! my name is kiyomi, and this is mostly a squid game blog.
i do 18+ content, however, itâs not all 18+ content. i do softer fluff as well. this blog also contains dark content, so if you donât like darker subjects like dubcon and that sort of thing, this isnât the blog for you.
my favorite squid game characters in order have to be jiyeong, daeho, minyeo, thanos, and ali. i write for every character but depending on the character i may take longer. (like if you sent me a minsu fic it would take me awhile)
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Summary:Â Billy and reader watch a horror movie together. What could go wrong?
Word count: 365
Warnings:Â gn reader, blood, violence, graphic murder scene (not reader), reader and billy are dating, not romance, angst ig, (i try to write gn reader but im a woman so please lmk if i can improve)
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"I'm sleepy," you whined, burying your head into Billy's white T-shirt. He chuckled lowly, the slasher playing on the TV momentarily forgotten as he set his attention on you. He stroked your hair gently before pressing a soft kiss to your foreheadâwatching your face as your nose scrunched up in delight. You closed your eyes, prepared to fall asleep in the cozy arms of your boyfriend.
Then the slasher struck, and the girl on the TV screamed as crimson blood spewed from the gash across her chest. Your eyes flew open, and you squealed as you registered the gore flashing across the screen. Then he struck again; this time, the girl crumpled to the floor, grasping at her bleeding flesh with a desperate cry. You clung to Billy, unable to look away as the girl made a final attempt to crawl away from her attacker. On the final sickening blow, tears spilled from your eyes, dribbling down your cheeks and onto the soft cotton of Billy's shirt as the girl grasped at her throat, blood gurgling up from her mouth before splattering across the white tile beneath her.
And then you looked up. The look on Billy's face made your stomach churn; it was almost⌠fascination. He stared at the screen, watching as the girl struggled and fought with every ounce she had left, completely transfixed. With one final heaving breath, she finally went limp, body sprawled out across the bright, white linoleum of her kitchen floor.
And then he smiled, and your whole body went rigid. The corner of his mouth turned up, twisting his features into a nauseating smirk. He let out a satisfied sigh, chest rumbling with a light chuckle. He laughed. He just fucking laughed.
Scrambling from his grip, you tried to steady your suddenly heaving chest. This was all wrong. Billy was safe, warmâthe kind of guy who stroked your hair and kissed your forehead before bed. Not the kind of guy who laughed as a girl was brutally slaughtered⌠right?
Billy's brows furrowed as he rose from his seat. Cocking his head to the side, he asked, "What's wrong, baby? You look like you've seen a ghost."
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thank you iâm doing fine just been busy with lots of stuff! if you ever see me online i swear im not ignoring inboxes i literally just come on here for 5 seconds so that i can click on my notifications to clear them and then i leave the app. i hope youâre doing well too. i miss writing and i have some drafts id love to finish
Hi what app do you use for your headers? I really like your headers. Can you pls tell me??
i donât know if you messaged the wrong person but if youâre talking about my acc header i just chose a picture and moved it around on the app. but if youâre talking about my headers on fics i find photos on pinterest or on here and just insert three. iâm not good enough to create my own artistic header đ
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cw: noncon, infidelity, age-gap (reader is 18), coercing, unprotected sex, loss of virginity.
eunseok as your older sisterâs boyfriend who visits quite often, your mom, fairly content with his presence.
itâs late june, youâre out in the backyard, tanning with your best friend while scrolling on your phone. your coral and pink bathing suit, warm from the sun, molded to your skin, a second damp layer.Â
your older sister sits on the couch with eunseok watching tv, cuddled up to him despite the heat. although you were old enough to be left without supervision, she was visiting so you didnât mind too much.Â
 your best friend sighs, turning her phone off. âcan we get in the pool now?â she asks. your eyes flickered to your still-pale thighs, a silent negotiation playing out in your mind. but it wouldnât matter too much, you could just come back out tomorrow. the UV shouldnât be too different tomorrow.Â
âsure, letâs get in!â you smile, placing your phone on your beach towel. without hesitation, the resounding crash of her hitting the water leaves droplets scattered across the patio like flung pearls. you dove after her, the sudden chill of the water chasing away the lingering summer heat from your body.Â
the sudden sound of laughter, broke your sisterâs gaze from the tv to the two of you. eunseokâs gaze followed, a faint, unreadable smile touching his lips as you splashed.âi miss times like that.â your sister says, smiling at your enjoyment. eunseok nips at his bottom lip.Â
âwe could always go to the beach when we go back home?â he proposed. her face, which had been relaxed, suddenly lit up.Â
âyouâre so right, we definitely have to before the summer is over.âÂ
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night time settles in, your best friend is long gone, but youâre still in your bathing suitâtoo lazy to remove it and shower. the crisp air of the fridge hits your face as you open it, looking for a snack. you search up and down the fridge, a bag of grapes in the fruit drawer catching your eye. crouching down, you grab the bag out the fridge to place them on the counter.Â
you straightened up, only for a solid form to block your light, his presence suddenly unnerving, his eyes leveled with yours.Â
âoh shit!â you breathed, your heart already thumping in your chest. your feet, almost on their own, pulled you away from him, instinctively seeking a safe distance of the cupboard, where bowls were kept.Â
âwhat are you doing?â he asked, voice too light, too innocent. you felt his gaze, heavy and unsettling, as he languidly leaned against the refrigerator. you didnât even turn your head, âgrabbing a bowl,â you drawled out, letting the words with sweetness that soured in your mouth, âso i can eat grapes.âÂ
âlet me get some.â he said, his low voice filling the quiet kitchen.
you focused on the sudden burst each grape made as you plucked it off the vine. but before you could even register the quiet rustle of clothes, eunseok was there, too close, too invasive. his presence, suddenly a suffocating heat. his hand unexpectedly and invasively slid along the sensitive curve of your back, lingering just a moment too long.Â
âwhatâi canât touch you now? i'm your brother.â
a rigid stillness settled over you. your spine straightened, and your brows drew together, taking in his words.Â
âexactly.â you state, the single steel-cold barrier between you. eunseok bites at the inside of his cheek, then, in a sudden, jarring motion his hands were on your hips. gripping tightly, and you were spun around to confront him fully.. your mouth, suddenly dry, turning down at the corners. your brown eyes, unblinking, fixed on his, a coldness behind them. âthis bathing suit looks so good on you.â eunseok compliments, taking his hand and smoothing it over your hair.Â
you felt trapped, stuck between a 24 year old man who you distinctly saw as your brother. âeunseok get the fuck away from me.â you spit out, grabbing his hand placed on your head. his expression switched from this alluring, sweet façade to an ugly demeanor.Â
you knew you made him angry. the way his jaw clenched, a muscle jumping in his cheek, the pleasant glint in his eye vanished, replaced by a sudden chilling flatness.
eunseok shoves your hand away, twisting your wrist in his grip. hard. and behind your back.Â
âno.â
the last expression you see on his face was an earth-shattering smile, his warmth coming into contact with your skin, the taste of chlorine coating his lips. you shudder, balling your fists tight, knowing if you were to scream your sister would come rushing down the stairs. but how would you convince her that you didnât provoke him in the first place?
his kissing intensified, the sensation of his teeth skimming your skin making your flesh raise with bumps. the words you yearned to say, stuck. eunseok could easily shut you up if he wanted to, so it was best to stay quiet. he frees your wrist, letting it travel down your back to the waistband of your swim bottoms.
the damp fabric of swim bottoms offered a fleeting, fragile barrier. but it was useless, his hand, hot, a brutal weight to it, dug into the soft flesh of your lower back, fingers gouging into your skin, even as his teeth grazed your neck. a guttural sound drew from you, a strangled shriek that felt ripped from your core. your hands, trembling but desperate, clawed at the rough fabric of his khaki shorts, gripping with great strength.Â
his hand clamped down, a firm, brutal hold on your ass, his middle finger violating a probe, beginning to trace the unwelcome arousal that seeped, hot and shameful, from your core.. âsure you donât want this?â he murmured, the sickly warmth of his breath coating the shell of your ear. you were paralyzed with dread. this was it. the nightmare. something you prayed away. the one your sister tried to protect you fromâonly now, the monster was her soon-to-be fiancĂŠ.Â
his fingers continued their insidious exploration, the slickness on them a grotesque guide toward his harrowing intentions. your eyes burned, with unshed grief, finally betrayed you; hot, fat tears, unstoppable. âawe baby, donât cry.â he consoles, wiping your tears harshly with his thumb. you jerked your head away from his touchâsomething you were still able to control. âcome on pretty, take my fingersâŚyou know you want it.â the way the words flowed out his mouth, made him so enticing. but youâd never fall for it. not for a menacing creature like that.Â
a cry tore from your throat, his fingers forced their way, wedged in between your walls, too wide, too rough. the vibrations of his groans against your face, stiffened every muscle in your body. âeunseok..â the name was a bare whisper. a desperate plea.. his fingers repeated the motions youâd done to yourself repeatedly. but this was different. when you did it to yourself, it was an act of quiet, private pleasure. no warmth, no release. only the cold crushing weight of violation and a sickening surge of fear and repulse.
 âsâfucking tight,â he grunted, the words hot against your ear, âwonder how youâd feel around my cock.â he rammed into you, pumping faster, a fistful of your auburn hair yanked tight in his grip. your head smashed against the cold marble countertop, a sharp blinding pain exploding behind your eyes. you cried out, hands scrabbling against the unforgiving surface, desperate for it to anchor you.Â
 the harsh sound of his zipper, whisper of khaki fabric dropping to the ground pierced the suffocating silence, screaming at you to just run away from it all. but your mind flashed with possibilities: two figures frozen in this kitchen; his hand swift and unhesitating, snatching a knife; the cold blade plunging deep between your shoulder blades, right into your spine.Â
the blunt tip of his cock lies perfectly between your folds, right before your deepness. your throat constricted, the salvia in your throat is coarse and thick, almost impossible to swallow. every muscle in your body screams in protest as he forces himself to fit inside of your small frame. your press-on nails screech against the marble, your knees knocking inwards. the arousal secreted from your walls around his cock, was only a bodily response. a desperate mantra, even as he continued to boast about how much youâheâneeded this.
âbetter than your sister. shouldâve fucked you when i first laid eyes on you.â the cruelty of those last words âfirst laid eyes on youâ made something knot into a cold, hard stone.. five years. five years you'd seen him as a brother. how could those ear-piercingly, vile words come from him ? eunseok increased his pace, grunts following every thrust, his hand winding into your locks, using it to grind your head into the cold marble with every violent push. small noises emitted from you, but by now you were so frozen, even your vocab was. the tears couldnât stop, and neither could your moans.Â
âstop, pleaseâŚplease. eunseok.â your pleads came out in short breaths, as his thrusts became relentless. eunseok chuckled, admiring the tiny, pure bodyâa body he now utterly controlled. âdonât wanna wake your sister, do you?â he taunts, yanking your head up to meet his gaze. you glare into his cold eyes, scared to detach them from his gaze. eunseok plants a kiss on your lips, once, twice, and even a third time. demanding a response you couldnât give. âcome on now,â his lips brushing yours, âi know youâve wanted to kiss me at least once. now's your chance.â *eunseok smashed his lips against yours, you involuntarily pressing back onto him. the kiss is rough and leaves you gasping for air against your saliva coated lips.Â
âsuch a pretty girl.â eunseok compliments, his rhythm slowing, dragging out the agony. your pussy responded to him, the feeling of his orgasm reaching. âgonna cum in this pretty sweet pussy of yours.â your eyes frantic and wide, darting around the kitchen, the sun finally dipping below the horizon. you hadnât even noticed.
as he incessantly grazed in and out of you, your surroundings dissolved once again. your head recoiled against the countertop as he unraveled his hand from your hair, hands finding your waist, a familiar anchor. eunseok bucked his pelvis into your hips, holding his grunts in his mouth. and then, the hot, viscous flow of his seed. you swore you could feel it coursing through your veins, a searing venom. the foul taste of semenâ you never knewâsomehow coated your throat. a broken sob poured from your lips. a shuddering mess in his hold.
there was nothing left. no anchor, no flicker of self to cling to. every last shard of you had been ripped away, scattered, and forever lost.Â
Hi kiyomii soo I've sent you requests for 3/5 txt members. I'll sent beomgyu and taehyun request tomorrow. Hope you like my ideas foe other threes. I gave it my best hope you like those ideasđđ.
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thank you! ive been going in and out of the writing zone, so weâll see when i actually decide to try and focus. my writing just feels so much worse now so i have a few things that are finished but i just donât end up posting them
ă¨SUMMARY: You managed to help him through his withdrawal with a new addiction hobby, of course he will reward you!
ă¨â°ââ¤ËËËPAIRING: Nam-gyu x female!reader/ Smut/ Dark content
â°ââ¤ËËË TAGS/WARNINGS: pathetic namgyu/ bit of misogyny/ noncon / dubcon / choking / creampie / corruption kink?
A/N: still working on jojo asks, jujjika ask and jojo special but focusing squid game is making me too creative
Hands gripping his hair, pulling his collar , toying with his clothes , he was almost making you feel bad. If it wasn't for how those hands coldly killed Se-mi night ago. Miserable, pathetic and obviously needy, he was begging at the guards to let him go back for only a second.
Desorientated, he got up after being roughed up by the guards to reach the bed close to yours. If it wasn't for Thanos, you would probably have taken the furthest bed and hate this man along the other, but the temporary feeling of safety and appreciation for Se-mi , got you in this situation.
The last two of the Thanos's group. The last two of the group that brought the game this far. The least two capable of going further alone.
Sat on her bed, you thought of the money and the next vote before you heard someone speaking behind you. Mumbles and slurs came to your ears as you recognised the voice of the addict.
His word had no longer meaning, forced to fit together to externalize his forced withdrawal.
Slowly falling into Morpheus's arms, your sore body finally relaxed with the light going off before you felt your breathing gets harder. In fact something was restraining your mouth and dragging you out of your sheets. Fighting off the hand, you were only pulled closer to the thick body ,walking with difficulty to a corner. You recognised the ring and the tattoo from the arm clawing at your head and all it did was double your worries.
"Stop it already." He mumbled, sighing heavily. Your movements only managed to disturb his weak balance while you tried to grab the metal from the bed you passed by.
"If it was Thanos, you wouldn't behave like that. You're all the same you women." He said with difficulty, with his throat tightening on the name. He used his second hand to awkwardly search to pass under your arms and bring you faster away.
The second his arm leave your body, you open your mouth before getting shoved into the wall with his hands clawing over your jaw.
"Just.." He started hesitant. "Just a release" He begged his expression looking at you as if you were the only person capable of saving him. Theoretically, you were. Practically, you were the last shot of highness he could get from this pit of hell.
"You want alright? I'm in my right yea? Of course I can alright?" You felt like he was trying to persuade himself more than you. He ran a hand in his hair, the other holding you before pulling on his shirt as if he was choking.
"Women just need a lead. I will lead you" He roughly turned you , face to the wall before sliding an arm around your neck. He shushed you as he slid an huried hand to free you from your pants.
Divided between maintaining your weak breathing and holding your clothes, you felt your eyes getting blurry before pain in your lower belly brought you back to your harsh reality. You were at the mercy of a fucking junkie getting into your pants.
His thick cock found its way in a single fast thrust, pushing you against the wall at the same moment he bottomed you. You yelped and squirmed at his egoistical treatment. His second arm slid under your chest , securing you for his futur movement while he drowned your ears in stuttering apologies and justifications.
He pulled back resting his forehead on your shoulder before going in roughly again, arching your back at the feeling of the hit in your cervix.
His irregular thrusts then took a fast rhythm while his hands were constantly roaming over you. You felt the air knock off of your lungs at his sloppy assault on, you giving up on the idea of fighting in such an unfair combat.
By moment his incoherent speech was cut by heavy sighs and quiet moans, reminding you how he was getting off on your used self. You ended up paying attention to his words noticing his sentences fumbling between praising your behavior and mixed feeling toward your person.
"fuck i'm gonna get addicted to you instead" his head falling over your shoulder.
"I should fucking slaughter you on spot for .. for having such a choke hold on me" his hips hitting yours harder.
Then you felt his hands shake over your chest before delivering extra pound that costed him long heavy whimpers as Namgyu brought you closer almost in a loving embrace if it wasn't for the hand over your mouth and his body raping yours.
Miserable, pathetic, and ridiculous was all his poor tentative was making you think as he kept you in his arms while cumming. Anger helped you breathe before the reality stuck up in your throat: he had you defiled for his own good.
Legs not holding you fairly anymore and tears flooding your face brought Nam-Gyu back to earth. You witnessed his flushed face look at yours with concern as his grip on you got stronger.
"You felt that too ?" his voice filled with delusion, pressing his feelings over yours.
"You can just accept it, i'm not going to make you regret it" he mumbled while attempting to corrupt your melting brain. Was it working? You sure wouldn't regret relying on another addiction after ending up so low.
His determined hands flipped you over with ease before finding their way on your hips. You felt him adjusting your limp limbs around his waist. Manhandled in a fake lover embrace, you obeyed his orders and laid your arms over his shoulder while hoping for mercy. Your weeping expression crossed gaze with his stern look, his eyes squinting and aching for more. Almost you could almsot recognized his high eyes in those one.
His fingers forced your mouth open and pressed on your tongue to silence your pleas while he snuck up his fingers inside your dirtied panties. Twisted smile was drawn on his face as he earned reactions from you to his awkward movement on your lower.
His shaft pressed against your abused cunt pulling desperate sounds from you as Nam-gyu shushed you. Starting again his forbidden assault, circling over your numbness,kissing the tears off of you, moving you up and down with the strength of each shove, you were barely even feeling the pain of his intrusion as you started to recognize the familiar knots tightening in your guts.
He snickers, proud of the shakiness spreading in your legs as he pumped you faster and came along with you. He drove his cock some more, stuffing you with your mixed release before keeping you there and laying his head on your form before mumbling again.
Was that shame on his face? Apologize out of his mouth? Guilt in his words?
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Hope I'm not disturbing you but by any chance are you working on any non con txt fic cuz I miss Reading your those txt fics. Pls bestie I want your era backđđ
nobody gives me requests for txt noncon so i struggle to come up with ideasâŚ.i have one in my drafts but itâs not close to being finished and i havenât touched it for a while. if i get a good request i definitely will start again!
TW: alluded noncon,mentioned murder,misogyny,heâs just an ass in this okay
detective!eunseok whoâs been working on this case for a few months now. losing sleep,drowning himself in caffeine as he tries to finish the puzzle.
after countless interrogations,searches and botched arrests he finally thinks he has the culprit. and itâs you. he smirks to himself when he realizes that it could be you,that itâs definitely you. but you were smart to fly under his radar. he didnât think that a meek girl like you would be capable of committing such a gruesome murder.
all the evidence points to you. and all the evidence also points to this being a self defense murder. not with any malicious intent. he intends on finding out why. he stands by the doorway with his arms crossed as he looks at you sitting on the chair. a single light above you in the otherwise dim interrogation room. youâve been here for hours already. trying to convince him to let you go. that you would never do anything like that. and at first it looks like heâs convinced, sighing. telling you some comforting words like,âweâll catch the culprit in no timeâ.
and just when youâre about to breathe a sigh of relief,he comes closer. leaning halfway on the edge of the table,above you. his presence imposing as he towers over you. the white light illuminating his features and making him even more intimidating. âwas it self defense?â he suddenly asks after moments of silence. your breath hitches in your throat. thatâs when it dawns on you that heâs probably figured this out even before you were called into the station. he was just toying with you. he smirks when he sees you looking up at him in shock,but still trying to act natural. he knows all of these tactics.
âi didnât-â you stammer,but he shushes you with a finger on your lip. âwhy did you kill him?â he probes even further. carefully watching every micro expression on your face. tears well up in your eyes because you know you have to admit to it now. âhe raped me! i was walking home from a party and-â yelling out,tears streaming down your face as you laid down your confession. he shushes you once again. âhe raped you?â eunseok doesnât feel bad. he would if that man was still alive. but in his mind,murder is murder. and you committed murder. you committed the act of taking someoneâs one and only life.
he studies you as he asks more uncomfortable questions. âand what were you wearing?â your brows furrow at his question. did that really matter? but when you start to get emotional,heâd stare down at you. all calm and composed. âdid you provoke him? you probably didâ he continued,âif i saw you walking down the streetâŚâ. his eyes grazing down your body as he bit his lip,letting the sentence linger in the air and leaving it up to interpretation.
getting up abruptly,you made your way to the door,fed up with the sleazy detective. he stops you with one hand before you can reach the door. âwhere do you think youâre going?â âiâm getting out of hereâ. he chuckles at your response,clearly amused with your wittiness. âyou just confessed to murder. youâre not going anywhere sweetheartâ and with that he turns you around and slams you on the table. your face hits the material hard,making you wince. his hand goes under your skirt,groping your cheeks.
he takes your hands behind your back,keeping them in place with his free hand. you start kicking your feet,attempting to step on him with your heels. âlet go!â you yell,he chuckles again. âor what? youâre going to kill me like that poor guy?â his tone is mocking,as he laughs at your poor attempts to break free. âthink youâre a big girl now? think that itâll only happen once?â he presses himself to your ass. you scream as you feel him underneath his pants. âyou shouldnât have worn such a short skirt,sweetheart. not then and not now. and those heelsâŚâ he hisses as you try to step on him with your heels.
he flips your skirt over and gives your ass a harsh slap. his hand going to grip your hair as he pulls you off the table. eunseok leans down,his lips to your ears. you shudder as you feel his breath on your face,his words making you recoil. âiâm having so much fun with you. donât really blame that guyâ.
currently thinkin' 'bout thanos asking you to moan for his new song :3
minors dni, gn!reader, nsfw!
â you're sprawled out on his bed, scrolling on social media. meanwhile, he's trying to figure out what to add to the beat he's been working on for ages to make it sound less plain.
â greyish blue eyes linger on you for a moment, then return to the programming app he's got opened on his computer.. hmm..
bingo!
"can you moan for my song?"
â visibly caught off-guard by that question, you look up to see the sly smile on his face. "you want me to what?"
â oh, you remind him of a little puppy. the softly furrowed eyebrows, the head tilt, the innocence in your expression. he's not even religious, but "good god" is all his brain repeats as he looks at you. he barely processes the words that have left your mouthâthe puffiness of your lips..
"yah, su-bong!"
"mm?"
â yeah, he's a goner already. bad idea. maybe he shouldn't have suggested that.
"moan for my song." aaaaaaaaaand, there it is again. he should just shut up at this point.
"sure. how do you want to do this?"
nevermind. he's definitely not shutting up anytime soon, now that you've agreed. fuck yeah! no comments from you, no weird looksâno convincing was needed to get you to say yes, either.
â breathy whines fill up the room, the air sticky with the sweat clinging to both your bodies. buried deep inside of you, each sharp thrust has your gummy walls fluttering around his cock, begging to be painted white with his cum.
â yes, most of this, if not all of it, is being recorded on the voice notes app on his phone.
all those "keep going"s, "mmf, right there"s, even the "'m gonna cum" that's muffled by the fluffy pillow your face is buried in, he's got 'em captured. and he WILL be adding those to his songs. for his next album? all of the songs are gonna have your sweet, melodic cries of pleasure in themâhell, he's even gonna have your face as the cover, will probably force you to do a photoshoot with him.
â it's safe to say he'll be sneaking in that moan you let out when you finally came, his own release following yours.
Dont make me open your mouth-Yandere Nam-gyu x reader
Warnings:violence of various kinds,reader is forced to ingest blood.
(I'll start by saying that I had another account where I wrote things, but this is the first time i try to write something with such violent themes, so sorry if it's not the best. And btw english isn't even my native language)
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You used to think the games were the worst part...getting shot at for not being able to stand still,getting shot if someone on your team failed to complete their task,risking being killed if you didn't obey the guards...but you were wrong. You hadn't seen the worst part yet, and who would have ever said that it would be offered to you by the ones who like you were risking their lives?
After each round, the survivors got to vote. Stay, or go. A blue circle meant stay. A red X meant leave. You chose the circle,not because you wanted to, but because something about going home felt worse. You didnât know what waited for you out there anymore. At least here, the rules made sense,and the prize would have practically solved every problem in your life. Or at least,these were the convincing words of Thanos.
In fact,you had also made a sort of group of friends, even though you were well aware that they would probably kill you without hesitationt to survive, but since the situation they were in you didn't really blame them for that.
Still,it was something. Temporary comfort in a place built to tear you apart. There was Se-mi,who kept cracking jokes like humor could hold her together. Minsu,who barely spoke, but always kept an eye on the room. Thanos who was...reckless,practically always high and by extension dangerous to others,but he was always stickily by your side. And then⌠there was Namgyu,you could see him glare at you every single time Thanos got too close to you.
He wasnât loud or dramatic like the others. He didnât talk much, but when he did, it was quiet and sharp,like he only spoke when he absolutely had to. At first, you thought he was the safest one in the group. The calmest. The most rational.
You were wrong.
In the night after taking part in the Mingle game,the lights went out as always,but you quite couldn't sleep because you were thinking about how apparently Thanos had died in the bathrooms today, in a fight between the two factions.
You knew you weren't the most empathetic person for thinking this,but he was generally nice to you,sure...maybe he flirted a little too much sometimes, but he never tried to hurt you. So you were very sorry about him.
But your thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a scream,followed by a general uproar. The two factions were killing each other again,and you absolutely wanted to stay out of the conflict.
You didnât move at first. You were frozen, crouched behind the corner of a bunk,too afraid to breathe. You later found the courage to get off your bed,knowing that if someone attacked you there it would be certain death.
Until you saw him,Namgyu.
In the general mess he stepped out from the dark like it was nothing. His face calm. His green uniform stained dark;chest,arms,even his jawline streaked with red. In his hand,a bloodied fork.
You felt the panic crawl up your throat instantly. You remembered hearing Minsuâs scream earlier. Se-miâs name being called and no one answering. Thanos,stabbed in the boysâ bathroom, someone had said. Now there was no one left from your little group.
Just you.
Just Namgyu.
He was looking at you now. Not saying anything. Just watching you,like you were some interesting puzzle piece he hadnât figured out yet.
You instinctively started to step back,if he had killed Se-mi,he would probably have done the same to you and you knew it. Your body had gone cold all over.
âNamgyu,â you whispered. âPlease,i didnât vote to leaveâ
He didnât blink.
âI know" he said quietly.
You wanted to cry. But you didnât. Not yet.
âI did everything rightâ you said, voice trembling. âI voted to stay just like you and Thanos asked me to,so...â
He tilted his head slightly,the way someone would when theyâre trying to decide whether or not to crush a bug. He steps forward. Slowly. The fork dangled loosely in his fingers.
âThereâs no ârightâ anymoreâ he says.
The words sink deep. You feel them more than you hear them. He stops just short of you,close, but not touching. You donât move. You canât.
He lifts the fork slightly. Thereâs blood along the edge of the metal.
âIâve been watching youâ he said, almost casually. âFrom the start. Youâre quiet. You think before you act.â
He took a step forward. You flinched.
âYouâre scared right now" he added. âBut youâre not running. You know better.â
Namgyu raised the fork. His gaze didnât leave yours.
You shook your head instinctively,you couldn't step back any further, you were practically leaning against the wall. âPlease,i'll do whatever you want butâŚâ
âIâm not going to hurt yaâ he said.
And somehow,that scared you more. Because it sounded true. Like he meant it. Like he didnât see this as hurting you at all.
He took another step,until he was close enough that you could see the semi dry blood in the creases of his knuckles.
Then the fork was at your lips.
You turned your face slightly. Reflex.
His other hand reached up and "gently",turned your chin back toward him.
âDonât do thatâ he said softly,he was clearly high. âCome on don't make this difficult.â
âI donât understand what this is,i...â you stammered.
He looked at you for a long moment. The kind of look that makes your stomach twist. He was calm. But behind it,you could feel something waiting. Tight,quiet tension. Coiled like a wire.
âYou donât have to understandâ he said. âJust open your mouth.â
You hesitated. Every part of your body screamed no. Your jaw locked shut. But he was patient. Still watching you like he had all the time in the world.
âDonât make me repeat myself again.â
You knew what he wanted to do. And you were fucking disgusted,so you were shaking your head,with a few tears starting to fall.
"Aww, does this disgust you sweetheart? But i thought you said you would do anything I wanted..."
He teased you as he just kept tracing your bottom lip with the tip of the bloody fork.
"But if you don't want to do it yourself,I always have my ways..."
You were crying now. Silent tears slipping down your cheeks as you opened your mouth. Just barely.
âWider.â
You did.
The fork entered slowly. You felt it press against your tongue. Cold. Metallic. Tainted.
The taste was sharp,metallic. Sour and wrong. You gagged, eyes squeezing shut.
âKeep it inâ he warned,hinting at a quite creepy smile.
You were shaking. Your legs were barely holding you up. The panic in your chest was so loud it drowned out everything else. You were TOTALLY disgusted and scared. You instinctively turned your head to the side,the fork slipped from your mouth. It didnât fall. He still held it. You gasped, bent forward slightly, hand against the wall to steady yourself.
He didnât yell. He didnât strike. He just⌠looked at you. Like he was disappointed.
âUgh...you were doing so wellâ he murmured,with the same tone of a child throwing a tantrum.
âIâm sorry,just donât make me do it again,it's disgusting...â You say trying to play along: you understood that he had snapped,and you had to act accordingly.
âYou said youâd do anything.â
He raised the fork again. This time, he pressed the side of it to your cheek. The blood was sticky now, half-dried.
âYou meant that,didnât you?â
Your breath hitched. You didnât answer.
He was starting to get irritated,but he was more amused at how scared you looked,at how you were crying so easily.
"Sweetheart..look at you,you're such a mess,are you really crying and getting that upset over a little bloody fork? You have such a weak stomach."
He chuckled softly, and he grabbed your face again,holding it tightly so you didn't move this time,keeping your face still facing him.
You looked into his eyes and saw nothing familiar in them anymore. Not the quiet guy you shared a meal with once. Not the one who helped you by grabbing your arm when you were about to fall at the "red light" pronounced by the doll. Just something cold. Watching. Calculating.
And while you were reflecting,he deliberately shoved the bloody fork back into your mouth,holding your face firmly so you couldn't turn away again.
"There we are. See,wasn't that hard,was it sweetheart? All it took was a little bit of force and you're finally cooperating,maybe I should have just done that from the beginning."
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instead of milking squid game by making an american version, i really wish that we could get a series with the characters that kinda gives us more insight on their âbackstoriesâ
we know about gihun because heâs the main character and we know a little bit about saebyeoks past, but i wish we knew more. like i wish we could see her actually leaving the north and things like that.
iâd love to know about jiyeongs life and see everything that happened to her and a lot of people want to know about thanos and namgyus past and iâd like to know about junhee and myungi and how they even met. inho is a big one id like to know way more about. he was literally in the games himself and had a wife, can we see some of that? that seems interesting for sure.
thereâs just a lot of characters where iâd like to see how they got where they got/follow upâs. i think thatâd be way better than just making another squid game season in an american version, but thatâs just me.
WARNINGS â noncon, drug use, choking, knife (get gross and descriptive), blood, namgyus an incel, lowercase
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âchill chill, just relaxâŚâ thanos mutters as he holds you down with just the palm of his hand pressed against your face, successfully keeping you somewhat quiet and perfectly still with the amount of pressure he was placing. the sweat dripping down your back causing you to stick to the car seat was also keeping you perfectly pliant and still. your hands hitting his chest did nothing but make him go even faster and grip your face even harder.
you sob under his palm and he just rolls his eyes as he continues his brutal pace.
âwould you chill out babe? it feels great, you know it does, donât play so hard to get!â
you bite his hand with every last bit of strength you have until you taste blood and he quickly takes his hand off of your mouth, letting out an âowâ and a âyou fucking bitchâ. he lifts his hand and lands a swift slap on your face, practically making your head spin around, the stinging sensation starting to spread throughout your face. you just scream at him. you donât scream for help to people that may be around and you donât scream just to scream, no, you just scream at him, telling him to stop. begging him to stop. he mutters a âgoddamnitâ before pulling out of you and reaching into his front seat to grab something. you donât want to know what it is, and you start trying to open the door over and over. the slapping of the handle against the door and the flipping of the car lock doing nothing. you slam on the window, handprints coating it, praying someone, anyone, would hear you.
he turns back to you and pulls you down onto the seat, forcing you to lay down. he presses a hand onto your stomach. itâs such little pressure, but with the muscles he has, it was enough to keep you completely still.
âlisten,â
he takes his hand off of your stomach, putting his arm in front of his face and pouring a white powdered substance onto it, using his finger to shape it into the perfect line. he then leans all the way onto you, his dick rubbing against your leg, twitching, and his body weight holding you down. he puts his arm in front of your face and stares at you dead in the eyes with those blown out pupils.
âyou need to chill out, yeah? just let thanos take care of you.â
he pushes his arm up to your face, the white powder rubbing against your nose.
âdo you need me to show you what to do?â
he plugs one of his nostrils with his fingers and snorts a little bit of the line of powder into his nose, throwing his head back after and rubbing his tatted hands through his purple locks. he puts his arm back up to your face and you turn away. he lets out an obnoxious childish âughhâ, before plugging one of your nostrils for you and putting his arm right up to your nose so that even if you didnât necessarily snort it, if you had just breathed in then it would end up going up your nose. he placed his other hand over your mouth so you couldnât resort to just breathe with your mouth. your eyes water from the burning sensation and he moves his arm away and his palm from your face. he shakes the left over powder onto your neck and snorts it there, making sure to drag it out terribly slow, his nose grazing every sensitive point there was.
âi swear iâll tell everyone! let me out!â
he just laughs. not sarcastically either, a genuine laugh. he seriously found it funny.
âreally? any girl would kill to be in your position right now. you seriously think anyone would believe you anyways?â
he wraps his hand around your neck. not squeezing just yet, but none the less, it causes the tears to slip out of your eyes and your lip to give the slightest quiver.
âhey, hey, hey! would yaâ stop beinâ so serious? the dramatics are killinâ me over here babe.â
he runs his other hand through his hair once again, ignoring your hands clawing at his arm.
âmy friend is right outside the car and i promised him that if nobody bothered us, that he could get a turn with you back at my place. so can i at least cum before he opens the door? youâre reallyyyyy fuckinâ blue balling me over here.â
your eyes widen and you get even more desperate. clawing even harder and kicking your feet underneath him. you donât know how heâs had this much patience, you wouldâve thought heâd done much worse by now than slap you. and although a small amount, whatever he had you snort off of his arm was starting to fuck with your vision. his hair was a brighter shade of purple. so so, so fucking bright. it hurts your eyes so much, but everything else was so so blurry. his hair was the only thing you could see. everything blurs so much more when he finally starts putting pressure around your neck and actually begins to choke you once he finally forces himself inside of you.
âfuckkkkâŚthatâs right baby, just keep squeezing me like that. holy shit you feel so good.â
your hits become sloppier, the scratches breaking less and less skin on his arms, your legs moving slower and slower. you hold onto his hands hoping to get them to loosen up but they just wonât. you try begging him, pleading him to just let go, but it just feels too good, he canât. how could he stop when your neck is just such good leverage for him? but finally, he lets go and pulls out.
âfuck, seĂąorita. keep that same energy when we go for round two.â
he pulls his pants up before climbing into the front seat, knocking onto the window as if signaling to someone. and as soon as he does, the back seat door opens and whom you can assume is his friend jumps into the car. you canât see him though. thanosâs purple hair in the front seat still being the only thing you can make out.
âwow, you look a fucking mess.â
âme or her?â
you recognized his voice. it was namgyu. everyone who went to the club knew him. he was the biggest fucking junkie there was. nobody wanted near him, not even other junkies, and thatâs saying something. well, nobody except thanos. but sometimes you donât even think thanos wants namgyu near him. he ignores thanosâs question and pulls you onto his lap, prodding at your thighs and holding them open with his own legs, his arms hugging yours tight to your sides. the engine of the car blares and you realize that once you get on the road, it might be your only chance out of this nightmare.
he plunges his fingers straight into your core without warning, causing you to let out a hiss. thanos snaps his head back at the sound and yells at namgyu to âbe gentleâ.
âdonât rip her open man, i still got some more rounds in meâŚâ
âwould you just keep your eyes on the road?â
you squirm in his lap, pushing yourself against his growing erection to get away from his fingers but they only follow your every movement. you canât look out the window to see where you are, the blurring only getting worse with every light seeping into the car. plus, the windows are obscenely foggy. even without your blurry eyes you wouldnât be able to see. despite his frame being much smaller than thanosâs, heâs still stronger than you. nothing you do can push his fingers out and nothing you do can get him off of you.
âget off of meââ
it came out quieter than you wouldâve liked, and he just scoffs at the pathetic attempt. instead of responding immediately , he just shoves another finger into you causing you to throw your head back onto his shoulder. despite obviously never touching a woman before, his sloppy circles on your clit and finger thrusts in you were slowly pushing you over the edge and you knew that the inevitable was going to happen. thereâs nothing you can do physically so you just opt to scream. loud. like really loud. you had no idea if there were cars nearby or people walking, you just knew you wanted out of this damn car and that the only thing you could do was beg or scream. thanos immediately slams his hands on his ears dramatically and decides to just blast some shitty rap music to drown out your sounds. you didnât care if you lost your voice, you were still going to keep screaming over the music. you couldnât take this. but the moment you open your mouth again, something sharp digs into your neck. it pierces your skin tightly and you can only assume itâs a knife, which causes you to shrink into namgyu even more.
âif you move, scream, or speak one more time, i swear iâll cut your throat right open. you got it?â
you just still, tensing every muscle in your body.
âiâve always wanted to break a bitch like you in. you think youâre too good to get fucked?â
he rubs his thumb even harder on your clit, dragging it up and down. going from extremely fast to extremely slow dragged out rubs.
âiâm gonna squeeze orgasm after orgasm out of you up until we get to his shitty apartment.â
thanos couldnât hear that over the music. you could hear him obnoxiously singing with the lyrics, probably getting every single one wrong. you swallow tightly.
âby the time iâm done and i pull my fingers out of you, your slutty pussys gonna be begging for something to be stuffed in there. gonna feel too empty for a whore like you iâm sure.â
he presses the knife deeper into your neck and you can feel a long stream of blood drip down your neck. you try to crane your neck away but he just presses it deeper in and you can now feel a waterfall of blood pouring down your neck, causing you to cry and beg him to stop.
âplease, iâm sorââ
âdidnât i say not to move?â
he presses it ever so slightly deeper.
âdidnât i say not to speak?â
he twists it now, causing the gash to become wider before letting out a sigh and pulling it out of your neck and ripping his fingers out of your pussy, causing you to clench on nothing, shamefully so. you whine in embarrassment hoping he didnât notice. it wasnât intentional, it was just a natural response. but of course, he takes it how he sees it. you really think he seriously knows anything about a womanâs anatomy let alone a woman in general? no. so of course when he sees your poor empty hole clench on nothing the moment he rips his fingers out he laughs.
âguess i was right, huh? of course i was right. all you girls do is beg and beg to get fucked but then you play hard to get right when a guys all hot and bothered.â
he takes his now free hand and squeezes your cheeks between his fingers, making sure to still squeeze his arm tightly around yours, still continuing to keep you still and his legs still keeping your own spread.
âyouâre over here acting like youâre too good for me. did you act like that with him?â
ânââ
he places the knife on your lips, the blood from your neck smearing and the taste of iron slipping into your mouth causing you to cringe and gag. you attempt to move away but he just holds your face tighter and clicks his tongue.
âahtâdonât move. wouldnât wanna cut your mouth open. donât think thanos would wanna taste the blood when heâs lapping at your mouth like a dog. itâs pathetic, honestly.â
he squeezes your cheeks tighter, waiting for you to open it fully and so you do, and the moment he does he plunges the knife straight into your mouth, the only thing sticking out being the handle.
âby the time i take it out of your mouth, it better be spotless.â
you hated both of them, but at this point you were praying that thanos would turn the damn music down and turn around. and as if your prayers were answered he turns his head around, then turns around again to make sure what heâs seeing isnât just a hallucination and he turns down the music. not to zero because he still has to have it on, of course, but itâs quieter now.
âwoah, woah man, what the fuck are you doing?â
he leans into the backseat and rips the knife out of your mouth, carelessly so, but at least he took it out. he throws it in the front seat and you can hear namgyu mumbling annoyances under his breath.
âwhat the fuck man? i said you could fuck her, not kill her!â
namgyu pushes you off of him in annoyance, not that there was really anywhere for you to go so it didnât particularly help you in anyway.
âi wasnât killing her, just scaring her. yâneeda learn how to put a bitch in her place.â
you interrupt their arguing by pounding on the windows once again. you missed a few times, pounding on the car seats a few times because of the blurriness. everything was a blurry shade of gray and black besides thanosâs stupid fucking hair. speaking of hair, namgyu pulls you back by yours, keeping an iron grip on it so you canât move to the window. in fact, you canât move at all without it feeling like your skull is on fire. soon after, everything becomes muted as if youâre underwater. you canât hear things properly anymore. you had never done drugs before and although you hadnât taken that much of a line, you still took a line nonetheless. you figured everything would just stay blurry since nothing else had happened for a while but now you couldnât hear anything. you donât know if they were still arguing and you donât know if they were even talking anymore.
namgyu waves his hands in front of your face, the only thing you can somewhat make out being his rings. he squeezes your thigh and you flinch. he was probably checking if you were still all there. he finally releases his grip on your hair and pulls you back onto his lap once again, his fingers finding their way back to your core, slipping right back in with ease. you really hope thanosâs apartment is nearby because if namgyu meant what he said earlier, you didnât want to know how messy thanosâs car seats were about to look, and you definitely didnât want to give namgyu the satisfaction of knowing he could actually manage to make a woman moan in this lifetime.