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@s4lesman
─ this is a selective blog dedicated to write the freakiest little bastard in sq*id game show ; by nassy . follow with caution because there'll be pretty triggering and sexual themes ahead . every headcanon i have in this blog belong to me as well as his name and background . * you can find relevant information below the cut .
SQUID GAME 2.01 : bread and lottery
i'm fucking in love with his facial expressions so much you don't understand . you don't . ㅜㅜ
“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ” — jungsuk @ yejun 🙂↕️
the shirt doesn't cover up much . it's hitched up past the curve of his hips when jungsuk pulls the duvet away from him ─ he's on his stomach , one leg curled up and half of his face buried in soft pillow ; he groans out an inaudible complaint but it falls on deaf ears as usual . ‘ uhh . yeah ? the room is freezing . ‘ he mumbles , already eager to go back to sleep but the cold bothered him . he blindly reached behind himself , shifted with an annoyed huff and finally turned to lay on his back and glare at jungsuk . last night was also a night jungsuk swore not to touch yejun ─ it's funny . unlike yejun , he barely leaves the island and yejun likes to think his obsession is simply because he's starved of affection and touch . he doesn't want to think there is anything genuine between them , it's easier this way .. then again , he could pretty much find anyone he wants with a face like that . can't tell anything about his charms or his ability to pursue nor seduce someone , but he was a good looking man . jungsuk came to seoul and sought him out immediately , he doesn't come to yejun's place for some reason but they can stay at a hotel . some hotels are cheap , and they apparently have cold nights . despite the duvet . ‘ couldn't find my own shirt . ‘ his head falls back on the pillow , eyes close as he mumbles . ‘ come back to bed . it's probably five in the morning .. ‘ his arm falls limp on the sheets , palm facing the ceiling as if waiting for jungsuk to come back . no , they don't cuddle , they don't do that anymore . physical touch remains behind the limits of drunken sex or very rough sober sex . yejun can't decide if he misses it or not ─ but he's cold now and jungsuk looks warm . his eyes graze over the man's form , shirtless and standing near the bed with an awkward stance . it touches a very specific part of his heart that he is unable to ignore for now . a small smile slowly stretches over his lips , slightly groggy with sleep .
* question prompts. accepting
“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ” imagine.. THE HORROR …
it wasn't even his fault . player 333 closed the door and thank heavens he did , youngmi was merely an unfortunate soul who couldn't run fast enough . and yejun was being so quiet about the other players' grief ─ why can't none of them fucking appreciate it ? he knew they wanted his and her places swapped , that the recruiter deserved such death instead of a young woman who could have a bright future if she won the money . but yejun didn't think like that , yejun might not deserve to breathe after the atrocious he committed but he continued to live exactly because he was so stubborn . hyunju was quiet , seated on her bunk with her head low as yejun silently sipped on his milk , eyeing the other players that awaited their turn to get meal .
when she speaks , he is startled to see her resigned little glare ─ tired , pretty , staring like yejun was nothing more than a two faced snake . there are sharp comebacks on the tip of his tongue , the granny scrunches her nose when she looks at him and her stupid son clenches his fists ready for a blow . every player has their reason to hate him to hell but hyunju had to show some sort of tenderness because .. because they were quite intimate before she found out about his job ! ‘ i don't think you want to hear anything clever . ‘ he says with a growing smile , it's not a friendly one because he's a selfish man who's jealous of how deeply hyunju is grieving over that girl's death . yejun hates it , he's glad player 333 closed the door but he's also aware that he didn't actively do anything to stop hyunju from getting closer to youngmi . a few beats of silence pass before he says in a soothing tone . ‘ it wasn't my fault . you were the one who grabbed my arm and dragged me in . ‘ a bitter reminder to freshen the wound . yejun is always quite skilled in that , reminding people , his memory is good , he hold grudges . he sits on his own bed which is beside hyunju's , and rests elbows on his knees . parts his lips with a smirk and closes them around the straw , never breaking the eye contact .
* question prompts. accepting
𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
“ am i not good enough? ”
“ you’ve been so quiet. what’s on your mind? ”
“ why did you help me? ”
“ who do you fight for? ”
“ why do you hate me? ”
“ have you come to laugh at me in my miserable state? ”
“ you’re not dating anyone, are you? ”
“ i’ve got your back, okay? ”
“ where do you think you’re going? ”
“ how long have i been asleep? ”
“ are you going to kill me? ”
“ why can’t i come with you? ”
“ we all have secrets, don’t we? ”
“ did you want to be alone? ”
“ why should i trust you? ”
“ wait. did you hear that? ”
“ promise me? ”
“ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ”
“ do you remember anything at all? ”
“ what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? ”
“ you wanna know what your problem is? ”
“ may i have this dance? ”
“ can i ask… what happened? ”
“ how many people have you killed? how many? ”
“ do you ever hear yourself? ”
“ would you run away with me? ”
“ could you be happy here with me? ”
“ you can’t or you won’t? ”
“ you slept with them, didn’t you? ”
“ well, how do i look? ”
“ after all you’ve done how can i possibly trust you? ”
“ why can’t you let me in? what are you so afraid of? ”
“ what did they do to you? ”
“ so why’s it so important anyway? ”
“ where have you been? ”
“ why are you looking at me like that? ”
“ why did you come? ”
“ what are you doing out here by yourself? ”
“ is… that my shirt you’re wearing? ”
“ you… don’t like me very much, do you? ”
“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ”
“ why can’t you look me in the eye? ”
“ can you forgive me? ”
“ what if i never see you again? ”
“ you were going to leave without saying goodbye? ”
“ how about a little midnight snack? ”
“ are you… smelling me? ”
“ how did you get this scar? ”
“ what do you want in exchange for it? ”
“ what did you want to tell me? ”
heh .. hi . what if i came back here ? 🥺🫴🏻
so i'm on a vacation and i would love to have some tiny threads on wi.re if you're interested . it's my multimuse so everyone is there . ✨
❝ that could have gone better. ❞ / HGHJHGFHG !! OH LAWDD..
his face is bruised . split lip and purple painting his jaw , there are several tender bruises blooming on his ribs too but the recruiter is glad they're covered ─ he's down on his knees in front of the one eyed man and for a moment he expects him to scold his men for beating him up ; but no . he takes one long look at the state the recruiter is reduced to , and calmly announces this little warning visit could have gone much better . yejun snorts , rolls his eyes but keep sitting there on his knees . feels one of the men grab his hair and force him to look up at their leader ─ a new face around seoul . each questionable man around these neighborhoods were known to the recruiter yet this one , he seems like a new face . and yejun ! yejun knows how to handle a situation , protect himself and beat men back but there were three of them and holy shit they seemed trained . suspicious , they called him , wanted to stick their big noses in his business . ‘ you could have try to be less fucking obvious . amateur . ‘ the end of his sentence is morphed into a furious growl when his hair is yanked . he closes his eyes and takes in a deep breath . ‘ i'm just a salesman . i sell ddakji cards and fake money . ‘
* blood and darkness. accepting
✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑺.
₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from various characters from hades (supergiant games). these quotes are from the first game of the series. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit, especially since some are gendered.
❝ i’m leaving. try and stop me. ❞ ❝ that could have gone better. ❞ ❝ why can’t you just stay? ❞ ❝ i wish you could come with me. ❞ ❝ you’re coming with me. ❞ ❝ i have to take you back. ❞ ❝ but for you, i will be making an exception. ❞ ❝ whew… they’re gone. ❞ ❝ now, come on, we got places to be! ❞ ❝ may the fates favour your journey. ❞ ❝ oh you know, i’d rather have my eyes put out, but thanks for offering! ❞ ❝ if only… ❞ ❝ you should be ashamed of yourself, and learn your place. ❞ ❝ ahh, so you are taking pity on me, then? ❞ ❝ i’m sorry that it has to be this way. ❞ ❝ you’re late. ❞ ❝ will i see you soon? ❞ ❝ did you miss me? ❞ ❝ i’m home. ❞ ❝ we’re heading home. ❞ ❝ you… came back? ❞ ❝ i hope i didn’t keep you waiting very long, did i? ❞ ❝ is something wrong? ❞ ❝ i can’t believe this. ❞ ❝ i’m in your debt. ❞ ❝ there’s going to be payback, you know. ❞ ❝ … damn you. ❞ ❝ this is for you. ❞ ❝ do you remember me? my name is—ah, nevermind. ❞ ❝ i’m not who you think i am. ❞ ❝ keep following that heart of yours. ❞ ❝ to hell with this place! ❞ ❝ fear is for the weak. ❞ ❝ oh, look at you, you poor, poor thing, you’re hurt! ❞ ❝ you’re such a sweetheart. ❞ ❝ you brought this on yourself. ❞ ❝ no need to thank me, mate. ❞ ❝ please, i don’t want to do this… ❞ ❝ you don’t have to do this… ❞ ❝ only the best for you. ❞ ❝ i hope you’re right. ❞ ❝ gods grant me strength… ❞ ❝ that is the worst idea i think i’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ do you understand how little sense that makes? ❞ ❝ look what i found! ❞ ❝ something’s changed about the beating of your heart. ❞ ❝ no wonder they don’t like you. ❞ ❝ wish i could be there to see your face. ❞ ❝ i’ll earn your favour yet. ❞ ❝ how bad could it be? ❞ ❝ hello there, handsome. ❞ ❝ … this is the cheesiest thing i’ve heard from you. ❞ ❝ what has gotten into you? ❞ ❝ blood and darkness! ❞ ❝ lucky for you, i’ve no pride like many others here. ❞ ❝ it’s over. i’m sorry. ❞ ❝ go. away. i won’t repeat myself. ❞ ❝ i knew your heart was true. ❞ ❝ let’s kiss and make up! ❞ ❝ mischief, me? oh please! ❞ ❝ i don’t know how you can stand this kind of thing… ❞ ❝ you tried. that’s what matters. ❞ ❝ a man after my own heart… ❞ ❝ why won’t you give up? ❞ ❝ ever so stubborn, aren’t you? ❞ ❝ life and death, one and the same. ❞ ❝ you’re running from yourself. again. ❞ ❝ what do you want from me? leave me alone. we’ve nothing to discuss anymore. ❞ ❝ i cannot bring myself to stay upset with you forever. ❞ ❝ the truth is i’m a lover, not a fighter. ❞ ❝ i have to see her! ❞ ❝ so how goes wilful disobedience of late? ❞ ❝ you think all these gifts will make things go back to the way they were? ❞ ❝ we’re older now—i’d hope we’re wiser, too. ❞ ❝ i have to go. ❞ ❝ we were having such a good time! ❞ ❝ time is up. ❞ ❝ you’re so reckless. ❞ ❝ thank you for always keeping me on my toes. ❞ ❝ your luck’s run out. ❞ ❝ i don’t know why i bother with you, honestly. ❞ ❝ may i call you my friend? ❞ ❝ i’d like to make a toast, to you! ❞ ❝ no need for special thanks. ❞ ❝ i’ve some memories i’m not quite ready to give up on yet. ❞ ❝ i’ll break your heart. ❞
* indie writing blog for moon baek from the n*tflix drama TRIGGER . this blog will contain triggering themes , and will not interact with muns under twenty . . please go under the cut to read about rules & relevant information about the character .
─ ; MY WOUND IS MY RUIN , MY DESTROYER / they couldn't stand my cries of agony , this is why i was abandoned .
` * 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 (+ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦) 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦.
𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 -
01. avoids eye contact or looking at the floor. 02. wringing hands together in silence. 03. fidgeting with the hem of their shirt, unable to stay still. 04. looking at receiver in long silence before looking away. 05. silently leaves a folded note on the table in front of the other. 06. touches the others arm but pulls back out of guilt.
𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 -
01. slams fist onto a table without saying a word. 02. exhaling sharply through their nose and clenching their jaw. 03. throws an object across the room. 04. crossing their arms tightly, digging fingers into their own skin. 05. pacing the room with heavy steps. 06. glares at the other with a clenched fist.
𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -
01. gently pushing stray hair behind the others ear. 02. resting their forehead against the others. 03. cups the others face with both hands. 04. pressing a kiss to the others forehead in silence. 05. lingering touches against the others face. 06. wraps their arms around the other from behind and rests their head on the others shoulder.
𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 -
01. wiping their eyes before someone can notice. 02. pressing their face into a pillow to muffle sobs. 03. pulls the other into a desperate hug and wont let go. 04. silently reaching for the others hand, needing comfort. 05. walks into the room with red-rimmed eyes and no words.
𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 -
01. spins the other around without warning in a hug. 02. links arms with the other and tugs them along happily. 03. provides the other with a handmade gift. 04. tackles the other in a sudden and joyful hug. 05. kisses the others cheek unexpectedly and grins.
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 -
01. backing away slowly and looking for exits. 02. hiding behind the other and peeking around. 03. flinches at sudden movement from the other. 04. presses their back against the wall with eyes darting around the room. 05. jumps at a noise and instinctively grabs the others hand.
𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠
01. tucks a blanket gently around the other person's shoulders. 02. applies a bandage with slow and deliberate care. 03. brings them food and water and watches to ensure they eat. 04. runs fingers through their hair in efforts to soothe. 05. rubs soothing circles on the others back while they cry. 06. stays silently by the others side in support without saying a word.
𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠
01. raises a hand but hesitates. 02. grips the others arm a bit too tightly. 03. pushes the other away with more force than necessary. 04. turns their back on the other to begin walking away without a word. 05. rips a shared photo in half without a word. 06. steps in closely with cold and narrowed eyes.
also hehe my commissions are open : @nassycomms .
not to be that person but you will really have fun rping when you get rid of the goody good strict rpers . writing problematic shits are disgusting ( rpe , incst , minrs and etc ) but if someone is being mean to you for writing villains it's time to block them . trust me , you'll be so comfortable . writing villains and bad characters won't make you a villain and i can't believe we still have to make it clear that mun doesn't equal muse !! villains are still someone's oc and let me tell you , in rp you can twist their background to make it more comfortable for you to write . you can write Anything you want , with the right people , and if it bothers you , you can hit the block button . thank you .
` 息 ; AFTER DEATH ? WHEN YOU DIE , THAT'S THE END , YOU JUST DISAPPEAR . THAT'S ALL . . . RIGHT ? original ch. written in ringu universe but is flexible and can appear in many other universes . written and adored by nassy , heavily triggering topics will be studied so be warned and do not follow if you're under eighteen .
be here by nine.
it will always amaze him how the phones actually work around this place . well , not really , there's an inside web of connection that only specific people can use and the recruiter was one of them . he visits when he's invited , most of the times he is ─ his phone vibrates and inho's name lights up : ' bossss ' . no words leave his lips when he answers , sending the rooster vip a small smile or understanding as he whispers ' sorry sorry ' , he kind of cut his stupid ramble off when he answered his phone . inho's voice from the other side , firm and demanding , knowing yejun will listen . both because he would rather spend his midnight with inho rather than this man . and because he has to obey .
he speaks a broken korean , keeps using it even though he knows yejun understands english ─ they both know where this conversation is going . things they won't need talking for , and yejun is more than happy to wait for him to ask so he can turn him down . something about him put him off ─ he doesn't look that important , it feels like he saved money to come to this island and it disgusts yejun . he stayed after other vips left , and made the recruiter stay too . he didn't touch his dessert when he left the table , headed toward the elevator that will lead to inho's private chambers . a soft greeting with the square guard that escorted him in the elevator . soon , his expensive shoes were clicking on honey colored marbles as he loosened his tie . shoulders relaxed / a dark feline at ease in a place it is used to . ‘ the rooster went to normal high school , did you know that ? not a private collage , nor homeschooler . a normal collage . he likes literature .. ‘ his voice is smooth still but it sounds tired , he walks around the black sofa to stand facing away from the frontman , staring at the way every soldier was quietly eating their own dinners . in their tiny little rooms ─ aw . ‘ i've never spoken to a more boring man my whole life . ‘ that's his way of saying thank you without getting too sweet , not aware of inho's mood yet . the man can be quite bipolar sometimes . he turns to him , stares at him , and his half empty glass of whiskey . and finally , the recruiter smiles . mischievous , alive . ‘ drinking without me , sir ? ‘
[ BANDAGE ] : sender bandages a wound on receiver. / for recruiter + jungsuk ! ( i think this can go ... reversed as well ? 👀 it's up to you . )
the boat is too shaky , keeps knocking over strong waves and yejun has no choice but to grip onto the edge of the boat to keep himself still and focused . eventually he glances back at the soldier that's riding the boat ─ a trusted man , who will get shot by yejun when they reach their destination . he presses into the wound , blood soaking the cloth , the island burns behind them and yejun doesn't bother to turn around and look at the great smoke rising off it . ‘ you need to stay awake . ‘ there was no trace of his usual behavior ; nothing sweet nor playful about the way he's treating this situation . his reddened fingers tremble , glancing up again to see nothing but black waters around them .
there's a lamp near them and another is with the captain , he pulls the cloth away once and seeing the amount of blood that's oozed out of the wound makes him let out a shaky breath . ‘ hey you . stop the boat for a while . ‘ the captain glances at him and yejun sends him a stare ; unwavering and intimidating . the boat slows down , the engine not roaring and the waters moving gently around them . it's eerily silent , save for the quiet sounds of the sea , and yejun's hands tearing away the plastic wrapper of the needles . the standard things that had to be present in every boat from the island , this one was no different . he takes his blazer off , loosens his tie as he knees by the older man and unzips his tracksuit . ‘ i need to clean it first . ‘ obsessively careful , determined . thought that doesn't mean he won't curse while he's pushing the cloth away from the man's shoulder . ‘ fucking idiot .. tell me you shot her in the fucking head you little puppy . what ? you couldn't step on the snake's head before it bit you in the ass ? idiot . ‘ hissing , mouth full of insults despite how gentle his touch is . his skin glistening with sweat , wiping his temple with the back of his hand . ‘ stay still .. ‘
* nonverbal prompts. accepting
