prkhso

I love Sangwoo

[dollarbillkirill]

I need him in the most unholy ways

[angelseraphines]

why is everyone comparing my dilf husband player 218 to that loser player 333…

[218sw]

S3 SPOILER WARNING !!!!!

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I know a lot of people don’t like the ending of s3 and I can definitely see why, gihun’s last words “humans are…” were heartbreaking, the fact that he was torn between the thought that humanity wasn’t ruined, and it was. He didn’t finish his sentence because after everything he went through he didn’t know how to feel about them.

He killed himself to sacrifice someone else, it shows that he had some hope in humanity since he let someone else win. Yet he also killed himself because he knew there was no hope.

I didnt explain this very well I’m sorry but I hope people understand what I am trying to say, his death broke me.

ALSO NO SANGWOO FLASHBACK 😭😭😭💔💔💔💔

[218sw]

I’m gonna rewatch smt park haesoo is in, what should i watch 🤞

squid game

money heist

narco saints

karma

prison playbook

Voting ended onJun 6, 2025

[218sw]

This is how I think park hae soo characters would respond to this trend 😭😭

[218sw]

Hello! I love your Kim Beom-jun Headcanon so much. If you are free and available, I would like you to try his Headcanon about his partner in crime is also his lover.

(Sorry if my English is incorrect, it's not my native language.)

Kim Beomjun x Reader - partner in crime (requested)

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Sorry if this isn’t very good, this is SFW as I wasn’t sure - if anyone requests anything you can say if you want it to be SFW or not also apologise for any spelling mistakes possibly this isn’t proof read!!

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You are in a relationship with Kim Beomjun, he was a con artist who originally planned to con you but things changed and here you were. After a while - he tried to convince you to join him, you were a little hesitant at first.

He got the idea one day when you once talked your way out of a situation, he instantly noticed your charisma and ability to get what you wanted and his eyes lit up, he was both proud and amazed at the same time and so he decided to try ask you that night to join him in his little game.

You were sat on the couch, he had his eyes fixed on the tv, you were scrolling through your phone, he broke the silence by calling your name, moving his hand around the back of the couch and around your arms, getting your attention gently.

You looked in his direction, “yeah?” you asked.

Beomjun was silent for a moment, his eyes on you. “Remember how we met?” he asked, a small smirk creeping onto his face, but it was soft.

You nod, “of course.” his grip on you tightened just a little.

“You should join me.” he suggested, you already knew what he was referring to. You were confused and unsure, he recognised your hesitance. “You’d be so good at it, you have potential.” he said, you tried to see if he was joking but he looked serious.

Eventually, with some convincing, which was what he was best at - you agreed.

And here you were, he’d make the plans but would be open to suggestions from you on how to improve it, you both took turns picking who you’d con. You had an idea to seduce someone for money, Beomjun was both intrigued and unsure at the same time, but he agreed.

You were both at a hotel, in the bar where a lot of rich people went to. Your plan was to seduce an older man then blackmail him for coming onto someone younger while he had a wife and kids, you were sat in the seat besides him, your hand on his shoulder and down his arm, you could feel him shudder and you knew the plan was working.

You could see Beomjun looking in your direction, acting casual as he always did, he loved watching you do your thing in these plans. A while later, you walked out with the rich man you were conning into the car park, he was under the impression that you two were going home together - oh how he was wrong.

The car park was pretty empty, you walked with him over to his car, your arm linked with his and you stopped at the car, looking at him as he opened the passenger seat for you.

“Get in,” he smiled, it faltered a little as you just stood there.

You then smiled a little as you heard a sigh behind you, Beomjun stepped in, taking a step towards the man and tutted as he shook his head, showing the photos to the old man - his face turned to horror and he looked at you with anger but it just made you both chuckle.

“I don’t think your wife and kids would be very pleased to see this, would they? But this can all be forgotten sir.” Beomjun began, it was almost too easy.

The man of course gave you both the money, it was like clockwork, the guilt you once had was gone when you spent time with people you conned, most of them deserved it and you believed you were being too kind to them.

You and Beomjun eventually made it back home, feeling satisfied with how it went, it was successful like always. As you were getting ready for bed, you felt hands wrap around your waist from behind slowly. A small smile creeped up your face, he gently placed a kiss to your shoulder and sighed.

“You did so well today…” he whispered, a shiver went down your spine at how close he was behind you.

Beomjun would always praise you for your performance and tonight it was no different. Some of your cons went differently, the scenarios were different and you wouldn’t have to flirt with strangers. Some nights when you would, he would want your attention right after to remind you that you’re his.

“But remember I’m the only one who can touch you, hm?” he said softly and you felt your heart race each time, no matter how many times he did this.

“Of course,” you whisper softly, he slowly turned you around, he looked down at you with a soft expression.

He leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead, his touch soft, he slowly lowered his head to kiss you properly, you instantly kissed him back. Your hand travelled up his back slowly and he held the back of your head to deepen it. He kissed you a little harder, as if trying to convince you of something, that he was the only one that could do this. Eventually he pulled back and rested his forehead against yours, both of you slightly breathless.

“I love you,” you say, he smiled a little, almost shyly yet proud at the same time and nodded.

“I love you too,” he whispered before pulling you back in again.

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This is the first time I’ve written a one shot like this so my apologies again if it’s bad 😭

[218sw]

park haesoo character head canons (relationship)

cho sangwoo , song jungho (berlin) , kim beomjun , kim jehyuk , choi changho ,

sfw !

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sorry if these are bad, I don’t write stuff like this often but if you want me to write more then feel free to comment/request something - also apologies for any possible grammar mistakes, this isn’t proof read !!

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cho sangwoo

would just give you his credit card without a second thought.

he is 100% an introvert, if you introduce him to your friends, he will say two words and cling to your side the entire time (bonus points if you and your friends are extroverted)

definitely keeps you up during the night because he can’t sleep. (intentional or not)

never apologises first or at all, his ego is too big for that, but he will either buy you something he knows you like or hug you (if he’s really sorry he will repay you in another way…)

if you’re younger, he will listen to you use brainrot terms or show him things online and just be completely confused and also slightly concerned (he’s old okay💔)

definitely gets jealous easily, he won’t show it until you get home though…

his love language is definitely acts of service and gifts, he’s a bit awkward with things like physical touch but he eventually warms up to it.

very competitive with everything, arguments, games, debates, etc.

always uses nicknames on you, especially in public so people can hear that you two are together.

he’s a good listener, his replies aren’t always the best but he listens intently about anything you have to say

he is very observant, if you say you like something once, there’s a good chance that’s all you’ll see for the next two weeks.

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song jungho (berlin)

love language is 100% physical touch, always touching even if it’s just like a hand on your shoulder or something.

if he did something that annoyed you, he’d probably just kiss you until you forgave him.

very cocky, he definitely loves receiving compliments or seeing you react a certain way because of him, it really boosts his ego.

if you have nightmares he will wake you up, since he has them often too he recognises when you do.

can be quite rough sometimes, even if it’s words, (and in other ways too)

he’s very intimidating, if he wants you to tell him something he will get it out of you and you fold so easily, because of the way he stares.

loves eye contact, unnecessary and scary amount of eye contact 24/7.

if he doesn’t like someone he isn’t afraid to tell you that, if there’s one thing he’s open with you about it’s his opinions.

if you met during the heist and you were a hostage, he’d instantly take a liking in you and constantly give you special treatment, if the other hostages noticed and tried to confront you about it, he would be there to defend you instantly.

possessive 100%

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kim beomjun

annoying 100%, he’d definitely annoy you on purpose (rage bait final boss 🥀)

he would probably be toxic, a bit manipulative, for example he would probably project his problems on to you, and would try gaslighting you.

definitely yearns/begs (no one can convince me otherwise 🙏)

if you are aware of him conning people, he’d probably try convince you to start/join in.

that man is probably calling you often to pick him up from a bad situation (that he got HIMSELF into btw 💔)

idk if this counts as a love language but his love language is definitely banter, he loves inside jokes and having a laugh with you.

he probably met you by conning you but you do something like track him down and yell at him, but he probably finds it endearing and that’s when he starts falling for you.

unpredictable. that’s all I gotta say.

if he gets arrested, when he gets released he will always come to your door and beg for you to let him back in (it always works somehow) and he will promise to never do it again (he will)

when he gets jealous he will just confront the person right there and then, he doesn’t care.

loves teasing you, any way he can, even if it’s something embarrassing you did, or if it happened ages ago.

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kim jehyuk

if he has TikTok, he probably reposts baseball edits or brainrot and always sends them to you.

he loves calling, he will always call you if something small happened, you are the first person he’s messaging/calling.

always stimming, even if you complain he’ll apologise but then do it again 30 seconds later. (I stand by the autistic jehyuk head canon 🙏)

absolutely terrible at reading the room/hints, you basically have to shove it in his face for him to understand.

love language is definitely quality time, he doesn’t talk a lot but when he gets going about something he likes he’s a yapper.

secretly loves being babied by you, receiving hugs and words of affection etc.

protective, he will always want to check on you and make sure you’re okay.

he will always mention you in interviews, or to people around him (unless you’re relationship is private then he’ll make sure to keep the spotlight away from you if you don’t want it)

probably the type of guy to just casually drop the craziest thing that happened in his day then move on like nothing happened.

probably needs reassurance a lot, especially after he loses a game, his confidence is always knocked a little.

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choi changho

very protective, always calling to make sure you’re safe, sometimes he insists on driving you places or staying with you.

very easily outgoing, but he’s also very cautious about people you meet.

he loves telling you horrible jokes even if he knows you don’t find them funny, that’s what he finds amusing (especially dad jokes 🥀)

he can always recognise when you’re uncomfortable or annoyed, and will always be the first one to your side.

always lecturing you on stuff like smoking, drinking etc. (even if he does those things himself he’s just concerned about your health more than his own)

he gets offended pretty easily, if you give him criticism on something he might take it personally.

his love language is probably quality time.

he loves to reassure you, he’s always good at knowing what you need to hear and what advice to give you.

really soft and caring with you, no matter what he does he’s always gentle.

if he has been busy with work and not been able to give you attention, he will make up for it probably by hugging you from behind, and whisper something sweet to you before giving you his attention for the rest of the night.

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Again, sorry if this isn’t great - it’s 4 am and I haven’t proof read this.

[userluhna]

࿔⋆ ROUGH DAY?

cho sangwoo x reader

words: 800

warnings: none! no mention of squid game, reader is wearing makeup. established relationship. no mention of ages. fluff, comfort. sangwoo taking care of you.

enjoy! :)

it was one of those long, draining days at work. you got home exhausted, the pressure easing the moment you stepped through the front door. it wasn’t especially late, but you could feel it in your bones. you came home alone: the apartment was dark, lit only by the glow from the street.

you ate a little before almost passing out on the couch, still in your work clothes. the sound of keys pulled you out of your fatigue-induced daze. the click of the door and the familiar clatter of keys on the small table by the entrance made you crack open an eye. sangwoo moved through the apartment, taking off his shoes by the door first.

“rough day?” he asked, voice low and a little distant as he headed to the kitchen. you hummed in response, nothing more. his head tilted toward you on the couch, and you heard his steps get closer. when he knelt in front of you, your eyes still closed, he brushed a strand of hair from your face.

“you didn’t clean up,” he murmured, his fingers brushing your temple, barely there. he didn’t say anything else. just put his vest away in the closet before disappearing into the bathroom, unbuttoning the top of his white shirt as he went.

you managed to sit up a bit.

he didn’t ask about your day—he didn’t need to.

when he came back, he had a warm cloth in one hand, cotton and cleanser in the other. “i’ve got you,” he said, cupping your face gently and wiping off your makeup with the cotton.

“you don’t have to—”

“i know.” he cut you off. “i want to.”

you didn’t say anything, just let a soft smile pull at your lips. his hands were careful, his movements slow, like he was afraid of breaking you. his thumb brushed your jaw as he cleaned your eyes, your lips. then, he took the warm cloth, pressing it gently to your skin, still so careful.

“you look better like this,” he murmured almost to himself. “like what?” you asked, eyes almost closed.

“bare,” he swallowed. “real.”

your breath caught, but you said nothing.

his eyes flicked to your lips, then back to your eyes, and then again to your lips. in the quiet of the apartment, he kissed you—unhurried, soft, like he was still learning how. your lips parted slightly, like they had been waiting—for this, for him.

you sighed into the kiss, and kissed him again, warmer.

when he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, eyes closed. “let me help you change,” he said finally, breaking the silence. you just nodded. his hands moved slow, like they had on your face, fingertips brushing bare skin as he helped you out of your jeans. you lifted your arms as he helped you out of your sweater, carefully smoothing your hair back into place.

you let out a quiet laugh. and when you were left in just your t-shirt, he was even gentler.

he’d done this before, undressed you, seen you bare. but this time felt more intimate, more vulnerable.

you shivered a little. he said nothing. he came back with the shirt you usually slept in, and you pulled it over your head.“you’re tired,” he whispered. “go to sleep. i’ll stay here.”

“you can be really sweet when you’re trying not to, my love.” he huffed, muttering something about you ruining the moment, but he didn’t move. he stayed there, watching you drift off again, brushing your arm lightly. and when you finally fell asleep, he kissed your forehead.

once.

just enough.

masterlist.

requests are open!

[hole34s]

the fact sang-woo didn't say "i love you" to his mother right before his suicide attempt KILLS MEEEEEE

[justinhillsbuttfucker]

cho sang-woo headcanons : food!

(not sure why i made this. i'm just trying to find things to do lol since my brain's being all Weird)

sang-woo really likes umami flavors (savory/meaty). we see him eating yukgaejang ramyeon in the convenience store (which are noodles based with a spicy beef & vegetable soup) and i like to think he chose that particular flavor because he enjoyed it, and wanted his presumed-to-be final meal to be something enjoyable.

he doesn't fare well with sweets; they likely make him sick. i imagine he would like cherry flavors, though, as long as they aren't too sweet. dark chocolate as well.

he enjoys fish because they remind him of his mother. when he was younger he'd go weeks of getting sick of eating the same mackerel every night, but now that he's older he's grown to appreciate seafood.

when in america, he tried to solely eat at korean restaurants to remind him of home. however he later stopped doing this as his crimes got worse and worse because he didn't want to be reminded of home.

ramyeon is his best friend. some nights he'll only have ramyeon, soju, and a pack of cigarettes, and call it a meal.

not sure why but i feel like he'd enjoy sucking on lollipops. i say that cuz i'm having one rn probably.. but i feel like depending on the flavor, he'd enjoy them on occasion.

he would lowkey use sour and spicy shit against himself because he enjoys the burn/sting which later helps him to develop a tolerance,, so i think he has a higher sour and spice tolerance

come on sang-woo nation eat these up PLEASE

[218sw]

SANGWOO HEADCANONS IN MAY?? I HAVE BEEN BLESSED THANK YOU 🙏🙏🙏🙏

[justinhillsbuttfucker]

something i've noticed in canon about sang-woo is that he's frequently nodding to himself or doing tiny wack ass gestures

which makes me think he's got a LOUD ass internal monologue.

so that prob didn't help after he killed ali (and others later)!! damn our boy is wallowing in guilt isn’t he

[h-a-unted]

Managed to gif some of the instances where Beom-jun smiles/laughs and quickly cuts it off. I like that little detail about him.

[218sw]

I need fanfics of Kim beomjun so bad 😔💔🙏

[breadandlottery]

Sangwoo + fixing his glasses

[justinhillsbuttfucker]

I kinda wanna hear ur autistic Sangwoo hcs...

i think you guys really want these hcs, huh?

WELL DON’T WORRY!!!! I AM NOW HERE TO SUPPLY!!!!

[i just want to say that i personally do not have bpd, nor do i know enough on it to say anything, so i won’t be speaking on that. i’m not saying you’re wrong! i’m just saying i don’t have enough information to tell]

discord deleted this and i’m pissed. time to retype

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SENSORY INPUT/PROCESSING ISSUES — i feel like growing up, sang-woo was very much sensory-avoidant, primarily to sound, texture, and smell. as a kid he’d get overstimulated easily, prone to shutting down. however, i think as he got older, he self-exposured these issues, because he perceived them as “weird” or “childish” and made him more of a burden. but of course, the exposure never fully worked.

ROUTINE & SAMENESS — i feel like sang-woo is VERY adamant on things being repetitive and predictable. like said in my fic (VIY ch3), sang-woo had his spot on the playground that he’d always go to and spend his time at.

SOCIAL COMMUNICATION DEFICITS —i feel like sang-woo struggled with making and keeping friends throughout his grade school years (apart from gi-hun, for various reasons ofc!!) he was likely seen as different for unknown reasons, and guess what! people don’t like that! i believe he was picked on a lot in grade school (particularly primary/middle).

NONVERBAL COMMUNICATION — more monotonous expressions/difficulty expression emotions, as well as poor posture LMFAO i feel like he wouldn’t struggle with eye contact as much, primarily because it’s been ingrained into him to the point of numbness. also hoe was SHIT at detecting sarcasm and jokes as a kid, im just gonna say that right now.

DIFFERENCES IN DEVELOPMENT — just a note that differences in development goes both ways! i feel like sang-woo would have started walking and talking later slightly than most infants. however i do think he would have been an earlier reader (like me) and started processing actual information earlier, if that makes sense. i also feel like growing up, he would have struggled more with fine motor skills like buttoning his shirt or tying his shoes. (bonus if gi-hun helped him with that 💗)

i hope this fed y’all!! <3333

[218sw]

autistic sangwoo fan approved 🙏🙏

[onemanwreckingmachinee]

Just gonna leave this here in case any of y’all felt like being gutted like a fish today 🙏🏻❤️

[insidekatmind]

Fever~Cho Sang-woo

Request: yes!

You’ve just come home after a long day, expecting to find Sangwoo absorbed in work or doing something productive. But when you open the door, you’re greeted by a muffled moan coming from the bedroom.

“Ahhh… I’m dying…”

You freeze for a moment, eyebrows raised in surprise. It doesn’t take long for Sangwoo to appear, wrapped in a blanket as if it were the most precious thing in the world. His hair is disheveled and his face is red from fever.

“Oh… you’re back…” he says in a hoarse voice, as if speaking is a Herculean task.

“Sangwoo? What are you doing there? You should be at work, right?” you ask, trying to hold back a smile. You’ve never seen him so messy.

“I… I couldn’t do it,” he mutters, throwing himself against the couch as if every step was a torment. “I think I have the plague... or something worse.”

You stifle a laugh. This is the man who struts his stuff with control and strength? The fearsome Sangwoo, reduced to a walking whimper from a bit of fever?

“It feels more like a cold,” you tease, leaning closer and placing a hand on his forehead. It’s warm, yes, but nothing tragic.

“It’s horrible! And my head hurts... and my throat... and everything...”

“You’re such a walking drama,” you tease, but gently.

“Don’t take this so lightly,” he mutters, curling up deeper in the blanket and staring at you with pleading eyes. “It hurts... and I’m cold.”

“And yet you seem strong enough to whine nonstop,” you chuckle.

In response, he groans in exasperation and flops back onto the couch, eyes closed as if the act of simply looking at you is too much.

“Do you want anything? Hot tea? Soup? Or maybe some courage?”

“I want you,” he murmurs, his voice thick and making him sound adorable despite himself. And for a moment, you see a glint of vulnerability in his eyes.

You sigh, but it’s impossible not to give in when he looks at you like that. You sit down next to him and feel his body immediately move closer to yours, as if you’re the only source of warmth in the world.

His arms wrap around you, and even though he’s the one who’s sick, it’s like he never wants to let you go again.

“You know it’s just a cold, right?” you say, stroking his hair gently.

“A killer cold,” he says, burying his face in your shoulder. “And you are the only cure...”

And no matter how much you tease him, his tenderness still manages to warm your heart.

[218sw]

my shayla 💔