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squid game s2: cho hyunju, lee myung gi, kim junhee, seong gihun, salesman, hwang inho (front man), hwang junho, kang daeho, choi su-bong (thanos),
i will not be writing nsfw for hyunju because im not comfortable with writing nsfw about a trans person who hasnt undergone surgery
squid game s1: seong gihun, kang sae byeok, hwang junho, hwang inho (front man), cho sangwoo, ali abdul, salesman
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ask box is open, send whatever u'd like :) im not uncomfy with anything, so say anything!! mostly will write fem reader, but feel free to send male reader asks! nooo character x character tho pls ❌
thanos x reader, can be a mix of smut fluff and angst, just give endgame and happy ending 🙏🏻
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ // you belong to me — thanos x reader smut
warning !! : meandom!thanos, female reader, name calling, degradation, blowjob, fingering, cum eating, choking, overstimulation
a/n : combining these two asks bc i can hehehe 😈 its pretty short im sorryyryr 😣✋🏼 i actually hate thanos but my love for TOP makes it easier to write for him..
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you know he’s watching you. you can feel his eyes on you. but you continue to laugh and talk with myung-gi anyways.
and then you feel his hand on your shoulder, whipping you around. “what’ve we got here? talking to your new boyfriend?” he spits.
“n-no! i was just-“
“shut up. bathroom, now.”
oh shit.
—
thanos grabs you by your neck, blocking your airway slightly as he pushes you up against the wall of the bathroom stall.
“slut. you think you can just flirt with other guys? y’think just because we’re in this game i won’t wreck you?”
“i-i’m sorry, i-“ you choke out, struggling to speak since he doesn’t plan on moving his hand from your neck.
“sorry my ass. on your knees.” your eyes widen. was he really about to do this in here?
nonetheless, you’d never disobey him, so you swiftly got on your knees. he unties the knot and shoves his pants down. you can see the wetness of his tip through his gray boxers.
he quickly discards of those, revealing his angry red tip, smothered in precum. he strokes his dick with his right hand, left still on your throat.
he moves his left hand to your hair, carding his fingers through it. he gives a rough yank at it, pulling your head foward onto his cock.
you take what you’re given. he bobs your head up and down his dick, eventually just starts thrusting into your mouth until he cums down your throat.
he thumbs at your bottom lip as he pulls out, you immediately open your mouth and stick out your tongue to show you swallowed everything.
“get up.” he orders, and you do just that.
he pulls your pants down, and then your panties, one after the other. he collects your slick on one finger, bringing it up to your clit to rub lazy circles on it.
“such a whore.. i didn’t even touch you ‘nd look how wet you were for me already..“
he takes two fingers to your entrance, shoving them in with no warning. you let out a loud whine, which causes him to bring a hand to your mouth.
“shh. we wouldn’t want anyone to hear us, now, would we?“ he whispers, and you frantically shake your head as you whine.
he thrusts his fingers in an out at a cruel pace, not giving you any mercy as his other hand remains over your mouth.
you feel the knot tightening in your tummy after only a minute or two because of how fast he’s going.
“thanos- ‘m- g’na cum, ah- fuck- please!” you exclaim, overstimulated as he never stops or slows, even while you come down from your high.
he continues thrusting his fingers in and out of you, palm slapping against your clit as he thrusts,
“you’ve got one more in there for me, hm, pretty? c’mon, babe, y’got it.”
you frantically shake your head no, but he continues on, and eventually you reach your high again again.
you throw your head back as you cum once more, and he smiles as he sees the look on your face.
“think that pathetic loser can make you feel like i do? that’s right, you belong to me.”
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ // i wait for you - exes to lovers with myung-gi
warning !! : angsty, set in incheon south korea, myunggi is a bad bf, cussing, think thats all !
a/n : i love this trope so bad. yes, the title is derived from that one alex g song! (this is SO bad im sobbing guys)
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you’d send text after text, but you’d never get one back.
it frustrated you, really.
you didn’t understand why he couldn’t just text you back, give you at least some closure.
you’d been texting him for 7 fucking months. would he ever get back to you? if he did, what would he even say?
what do you even say in that position? how could he ever possibly explain himself?
fine.
you give up.
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1 month later
the phone ringing woke you up in the middle of the night. you looked up at your ceiling to where the time projected.
3:27 am.
who the fuck would be calling you this late? you grab your phone and look at the number.
INCOMING CALL FROM 032-XXXX-XXXX
a number you didnt know was calling you at 3 in the morning? that’s odd..
it had to be pretty important if they couldn’t wait til morning, so you answered. you tapped answer and pressed the phone up to your ear. “hello?” you mumbled.
“h-hello? is this- y/n, oh my god, is that r-really you?” the voice, which you presumed to be a guy, rambled on.
was he.. crying?
“who is this?” you questioned, “how do you know my name?”
“do you really not recognize my voice? y/n-ah, its myung-gi..”
you froze.
myung-gi’s calling you? after all this time?
“what do you want?” you spat coldly.
“listen, baby, i’m sorry—“
“no, i don’t wanna hear your ‘im sorry’ bullshit. what do you want?”
“can you let me finish?” he said frustrated. “im sorry. i know what i did was wrong. do you think we could meet up..? i wanna..-“ he sniffled before continuing,
“i need to explain everything. i know you pr-probably hate me, but please, y/n..”
you hesitated, part of you wanting to decline and hang up, but you were curious. “fine,” you started, “where do you want to meet?”
“really? u-uh.. remember the park we used to go to? what about there? 8pm?”
you sighed, “i guess i’ll be there.”
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it was five degrees out, about 4 inches of snow covered the ground. your feet sunk into the ground with every step you took.
you had put on a puffy black jacket, a scarf and some warm earmuffs.
you saw a bench that was covered in snow and walked over to it. you drew a little heart in the snow with your gloved hand before wiping all the snow off and sitting down.
5 minutes later, you still sat there on the wooden park bench, freezing your ass off.
and then you saw him.
“y/n..” he mumbled. bags under his eyes, heavier than ever. nose red from the cold.. or was it from crying? you stood up and he walked over to you.
“hi myeong.” you muttered back in a slightly cold tone. he ran up to hug you, and you gently pushed him off. “what did you want to see me for?”
“i just wanted to see you. hear your voice in person, you look so pretty, prettier than ever.. my y/n-“
“don’t call me that. im not yours anymore.”
he took a step back, your words feeling like ice cold water to the face, like a reality check. “right.. i uh.. sorry.”
“do you really think you can just walk back into my life like this? like nothing ever happened?”
“i- well, i..” he said before shaking his head, clearing his throat and continuing,
“i had to do what i did. you know how many people are after me. i didn’t wanna risk your life. y/n, i’m 1.8 billion won in debt. other people are in the same amount of debt because of me. im wanted by the police. me being with you risks your life.”
“you could have at least told me something.. i was worried sick. i thought you died.”
"i know," he said, his voice breaking. "i was scared. scared of being vulnerable, of dragging you into my mess. but i realize now that pushing you away was the worst thing i could have done.”
you sighed. "i don't know if I can just forgive you like that. you hurt me.”
"i understand," he said, tears in his eyes, "but i’m here now, and i want to make things right. if you'll let me."
you looked at him, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. “it’s gonna take time. you’ll have to be patient.”
he grabbed your hand, frantically nodding, “i’ll wait, y/n. i’ll do whatever i can.”
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months passed, and true to his word, he was patient. he showed up, he listened, and he worked to rebuild the trust.
slowly, the walls you had built around your heart began to crumble.
one evening, as the sun set, you found yourselves back at the park, sitting together on that same bench.
he turned to you, his eyes full of love and hope. "i’ve missed you so much. more than you'll ever know."
you smiled, feeling the warmth of his words. "i’ve missed you too."
he leaned in, hesitating for a moment before you closed the distance, your lips meeting in a kiss that felt like coming home.
in that moment, all the hurt and pain melted away, replaced by a love that was stronger than ever.
i saw you asking if we could req with that list so could you do “can we just stay in bed?” with sae byeok please?!🤭
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ // “can’t we just stay in bed?” kang sae byeok x reader
warning !! : i dont think there should be any? just fluff hehe
a/n : OH MY GOSHHH my shaylaa 😣 i miss her sm DPWM. this is supa dupa short my bad guys.. i feel like i say this at the beginning of everything i write LOLOL
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you lay there with sae-byeok in her small bed, holding her in your arms as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
her face nestled in the crook of your neck, she planted small kisses and left a few bite marks, which you would later scold her for when they left prominent marks you couldn’t cover.
‘10:37’ the small digital clock on your nightstand projected onto the ceiling of your bedroom.
“baby. sae. we gotta get up, hm? its already almost 11am, we both have work later,” you cooed to her. no response.
you ran your fingers through her black short hair, “don’t ignore me. we have to, no matter if you wanna or not.”
she let out a huff at your words. “can’t we just stay in bed?” she mumbles into your neck, and she looks up at you finally.
the look on her face is enough to make your facade dissolve. those cute freckles scattered all over her face, her honey skin, those big brown eyes..
you scoffed at the way she could make you give in so easily. “fine. y’really know how to persuade me, huh?”
she smiled, her eyes closing as she nestled deeper into your embrace. the gentle rhythm of her breathing matched the soft ticking of the clock, creating a serene symphony that filled the room.
minutes turned into hours, but neither of you cared. the outside world felt distant and unimportant. the simple joy of being together, of holding each other close, made you wish that this moment could last forever.
reader x hyunju fluff!! just the two of them cuddling in winter is soooo AAAAA
ouu this is so cutie :(
˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ // i’ll keep you safe - hyunju x reader fluff
warning !! : fem!reader
a/n : this is pretty short im sorryness.. you said in winter but i kinda tweaked it a bit im sorryyy >< (take a shot every time i apologize)
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“unnie..” you mumbled, directed towards the bed next to you.
hyunju was sleeping, jolting awake at the soft ‘unnie’ spoken from your mouth. she turns to face you, blinking away her sleep. “hm? what is it?”
you’ve had your eye on cho hyunju since the moment you stepped foot in this place. she was pretty, gorgeous actually, nice, willing..
“im scared..”
she looks at you for a few moments, her expression softening. ”me too,” is all she says at first, shifting to face you.
she’s tired, mentally and physically. despite being terrified for her own life, she moves her right hand to gently grasp your left. hyunju squeezes your hand gently, her fingers trembling as she does.
you stare down at her hands. her hands are gentle yet firm, calloused yet soft. they trembled as she held your hand, her eyes focused on your laced fingers.
”scared.. but we’ll make it.” she says in a whisper, her gaze slowly lifting to meet your eyes. she gently threads her fingers between yours, gripping your hand tightly in an attempt to comfort you and herself.
“can we..” you start. she can’t help but notice the tremble in your voice. she gently squeezed your hand, her thumb rubbing soothing circles over your knuckles.
”can we what?” hyunju prompts softly.
“can i sleep in your bed..?” you implored after quite some time.
her eyes widen, surprised by the question. she blinks a few times, cheeks flushing red.
”…sure.”
she answers after a moment of silence, carefully moving over to make room for your body.
hyunju moves her body closer to you once you’re settled in, her body practically pressed up against yours.
she looks at you quietly for a moment before gently wrapping an arm around you, bringing you closer to her.
you looked up at her silently. she felt her cheeks flush even more, the red spreading to her ears as she held you close. she could feel you breathing next to her, and it was the most comforting feeling— being this close to you, holding you.
hyunju brings up a trembling hand up to your face, gently carding her fingers through your hair.
“w-what if they attack?” you mumble, still staring into her eyes.
why don’t you feel comfortable writing nsfw for trans people without surgery? just curious, not trying to be accusatory or anything
im not really the best at understanding those kinds of things like idk i dont wanna write it wrong and everyone get mad sorry its a bit hard to explain
warning!! : cockwarming, name calling, crying, mask kink, overstimulation
a/n : im scared yall wont like this, this is my first time posting something like this😣 if u do like it pls reblog/like/comment, anything is appreciated!!
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— he’d LOVE cockwarming you while watching the players on that couch
— praise and degradation at the same time, its too much all at once
— i feel like he’d be into hickeys and biting, loves to mark you up as his own
— lwk loves to be called titles like “sir” or “mr. hwang” it makes him feel so in charge
— he likes to fuck you with the mask on, thinks its so hot (it is😵💫)
— i feel he wouldn’t moan or whimper as much, mostly grunts and groans
— he talks you through it 100%, mumbling out random words that send shivers through your spine
“greedy little cunt, gripping me so fucking tight. just never wants me to leave, huh?”
“you’re all mine. who do you belong to? mhmm..”
“such a good girl for me. going dumb on my cock, huh, slut?”
“that’s it, yeah, cum all over my cock. what a dirty girl, you’re making a mess.”
— two words : angry sex. YES LAWD
— he would never like to truly hurt you though, if you start to cry, he’d immediately pull out and coo to you,
