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Current hyperfixation: Squid Game, Thanos, Nam-gyu, Dae-ho, and Yong-sik. | Side blog of: vidjauser-fables
Any information here, especially commissions, are prone to change! I use my main blog to mostly reblog artworks or pictures or memes from my many fandoms and side blogs to post artworks/fanfictions. I am a HUGE canon x oc artist...
Hi! Who am I? Well, my art alias is Vidjauser. I am an artist who loves doing and consuming content of illustrations, comics, and character design. I am a huge fandom freak, Squid Game being my current one (but there may be more as we roll). I am a huge Canon x OC fanartist because I hyperfixate on fictional characters that I like.
I also roleplay, and very much love to roleplay canon x oc...
She/Her/They/Them 🏳️🌈
24, ♒️ , INFP
Minors please do NOT interact or DM me.
I actually recently graduated college with a Bachelors in Art & Design and Art History.
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I feel like Yongsik doesn’t get a lot of love, so I made an OC that is his wife. 🫣 (I am cringe, I am free.) similar to his mother, she joins the Squid Game to aid in fixing her husband’s debt.
His name is Sungbin…he was a previous winner of the Squid Games. He was stabbed…Unable to escape his trauma of taking a life (after being a firefighter/EMS), he ran and became a guard.
I’ve got the second chapter written on paper of the Dae-ho x pregnant reader but I can’t rewrite it until tomorrow because my cat destroyed my laptop charger. 😭 luckily my new charger will be delivered tomorrow. Then I gotta get started on chapter threeeeee.
After this, idk what else to write so I may take requests!
I have a couple more chapters planned for this, and two endings. Possibly some bonus smut after this is all finished? : ) I've been on such a hype for this fella. I love him so much.
Also happy Valentines everyone!
CHAPTER ONE
The two of you met in the games. You were approximately 8 months pregnant, so close to popping out your child, but not quite there yet. The only reason you were in these stupid games was because you were desperate. Your baby daddy ran off shortly after you had told him about the baby, around your second month of pregnancy. You weren’t too surprised, however, what did surprise you was the fact that his loan sharks started lurking around your place. You had guessed that he had gone fully into hiding, and they sought out the first person they knew he was close to.
One of the loan sharks had pressed you against the wall, threatening to do awful things to you if you didn’t get the money by the end of the month. He stared at your belly greedily as he said it.
After that, you feared what would truly happen when the end of the month came. You weren’t sure how you were going to afford to pay such a big debt, but also your rent and impending bills that would come with all the baby related medical appointments you needed…
You knew your baby was a girl, and you feared the worst would happen once they found that out.
Despite not knowing what you would be getting yourself into, you still found yourself playing Ddakji in the subway station on your way to a doctor’s appointment, which you ended up skipping after getting slapped a few times by the Recruiter, who wasn’t light on the slaps despite your obvious predicament weighing your stomach down. That card you held in your hands felt like your own hope and savior, so you had called and confirmed your information.
Being drugged in the limo was scary, and what was even scarier was the fact that you woke up in a room of what felt like a thousand people, now in different clothing. Which meant that someone undressed you. This wasn’t where you thought you would wind up. The room only had bunk beds stretched nearly to the ceiling. You never thought that they could go that high. The walls were mostly blank, other than some childlike paintings. It reminded you of a pediatric waiting room but the doctors had forgotten the colorful paint, scaring the children—and you—rather than making them feel welcomed. You could almost smell the foul stench of bleached floors, making your nose crinkle as you got out of your bunk. At least the person who changed you had the decency to put you on a lower bunk.
You avoided the people who emerged from the bunks, though when you met the eyes of a couple of them, they always fell down to your stomach with a surprised expression.
You ignored them and proceeded through a big door to a wacky set of stairways that came straight out of a surreal painting, took your photo, and ended up on a field of sand. Once again, you felt like a kid, though rather out on the playing field, ready to play sports in Physical Education. The first game was…Red Light, Green Light? That threw you off. This felt too weird to believe that you were just playing kid’s games for money…What was the catch?
It would be a whole lot worse than you thought, and your survival was only thanks to Player 388. The number burned in the back of your mind, becoming your lucky number at that moment.
After the first gunshot and once everyone scattered—being promptly shot once they moved even an inch—Player 456 called for shorter players to get behind taller ones, claiming that the robot couldn’t see things behind the players.
“Green light!”
The man in front of you turned and grabbed you by your shoulders.
“What the hell—” You cried and slammed your fists against his shoulders, afraid he was going to pull you in front of him and use you as some sort of human shield.
“Get behind me.” He says firmly.
Instead, his strong arms yanked you behind him, and you got a faceful of that number you would never forget. 388. He kept one hand behind him so he could keep his hands on you while the two of you ran. You kept his shirt balled in your fist but let go when you two stopped, fearing you might knock him over.
“Red light!”
There were only a couple of gunshots.
With each gunshot, Player 388 trembled, and you could feel through his grip that it was hard for him to sit still when he heard the gunshots. You couldn’t blame him though, you were trembling too. The two of you remained brave, especially him— for not only carrying himself, but you and your baby too.
You couldn’t help but admire him from behind. A hero…your hero.
In the beginning, everyone only had five minutes to make it across the finish line, now it was down to one. You swore that you weren’t going to make it. Player 388 should have left you there,but he didn’t.
There was cramping everywhere in your abdomen and below. Your baby was protesting against all the new movements you had avoided throughout your pregnancy. You pleaded quietly for her to stop kicking your bladder.
“Green light!”
Everyone moved forward again.
Soon, close to the finish line, a few players behind you lurched forward after tripping, knocking you in the same direction. Player 388 dug his heels into the ground, and it was like running straight into a stone wall. Your body and stomach were pressed right into him, almost intimately.
“Red light!” The robot’s head spun around, eyes scanning furiously.
The players who had knocked into you all stood right as the robot’s head moved. They weren’t so lucky, and you heard the gunshots. Thank God you were behind Player 388 because your head naturally creaked to the side as you peered at the bodies that had thumped behind you. You regretted looking immediately. You realized you moved and waited for another gunshot. Though, it never came.
After what felt like their final minute was up, the robot’s head spun back toward the tree. “Green light!”
“Come on!” Player 388 spun around, and for a second you saw his face. You could barely register it though, unable to process details in the heat of the moment. All you knew was that he was handsome and sweaty.
Player 388 grabbed your elbow and you grabbed another handful of his shirt, the two of you booking it.
Running across the finish line felt like you were running in slow motion, but you felt a wave of relief when you did. You were safe. You were alive. You and your baby made it.
Your feet caught and tangled on the man’s and the two of you went down, though your fall was cushioned by his body. It didn’t stop the twinge of pain in your abdomen, however, and you feared that the fall might be the thing that does you in, until your mind focused back onto the playing field.
Other players either made it across the finish lines themselves or they were promptly shot and killed. Your eyes were glued on the merciless scene, and your own pains were momentarily forgotten, until you broke yourself out of the spell.
You looked down to your body and Player 388’s, tangled together on the ground. His hand was still on your elbow, and only in that second did he lighten his grip. There might be a bruise later on, but you didn’t care. He saved your life..
You looked at his face. His mouth was slightly agape, giving a far-off expression, like he wasn’t there anymore. His dark hair was swept back in a sweaty ponytail but strands of his hair were falling on his forehead. You had to resist the urge to reach up and brush it out of his face. You didn’t want to spook him so you kept your hands to yourself.
There was one last gunshot, and you saw his face flinch, taking him out of his far-away expression and he met your eyes with his dark ones.
His grip on your arm tightens. “Are you okay?” He asks softly, his eyes casting down to your stomach for only a second. His hand moved to rest on your upper arm. “Are you both okay?”
You cradle your belly and quickly nod. “Yes, thank you. You really saved my ass out there. I thought it was all a game, until…” You couldn’t say it out loud. Instead, you brought your hand to your mouth, fighting choked up tears. Everything was catching up to you, making you feel overwhelmed. You were sure he was feeling the same way.
His fingers cupped the back of your neck, tugging you forward. You lean your forehead against his shoulder, and he moves his hand to your trembling shoulders to comfort you. You stayed there momentarily but finally pulled back to look at his face, to take in him fully. You were drawn to the sharp yet somehow soft lines of his face. His hair was dark and so were his eyes as they bore down into your soul, almost touching you in your heart in a way no one else’s had before. You were used to expressions of fury, or the scrunched up eyebrows of someone who was screaming at you. This face was different. It brought you comfort when you most needed it.
You continued, forcing yourself to snap out of the trance this man had you under, “You could have left me out there when that man said for everyone to get into lines. You didn’t have to risk your life for mine.” Yet he did.
“What kind of man, let alone Marine, would I be if I left a mother and her unborn baby out in danger? A piece of shit…That’s the kind of man I would be. Here, let me help you up.”
Player 388 had to untangle your bodies before he could stand. He helped you up by pulling you up by your forearms, then stabilized you when you faltered.
You were about to thank him when the guards led everyone back to the exit. A lot of the other players didn’t hesitate and listened immediately, rushing for the exit. Player 388 wrapped an arm around your waist, hand resting against the edge of your pregnant belly. “Let’s go. I have a feeling we shouldn’t piss these guys off.”
“Yeah…They’re the ones with the guns.”
“Agreed.” He nods his head firmly.
For once, you didn’t mind that a man’s hands were pulling you somewhere. You just wanted out of that damn arena more than anything. It was a bit awkward once you got to the stairs, so he moved behind you to help you up. Still…you had no complaints for now. You weren’t sure if you had enough mental or physical energy to support yourself at this point. You kept your hand on the edge of the stairs and the other on your stomach, pushing yourself beyond today.
“I think we’re close to the dormitory now, then you can rest.” Player 388 said close to your ear.
“Thank god,” you said gratefully.
You would have jumped for joy when you saw those big doors if you didn’t have a whole ass baby in your stomach.
“I’m never taking a bed for granted again…” You sighed.
“You and me both, let’s get you sitting down…” Player 388 walked with you back to the bunks stairs.
Looking around the room, you couldn’t be sure of the exact number, but you could tell that the crowd was thinned out by at least a hundred or so. Now, you felt like your swollen belly stuck out like a sore thumb.
The entire atmosphere of the dormitory completely changed, it was worse than a hospital, you felt like you were in a prison.
Player 388 interrupted your thoughts, “Do you want to stick with me?” He asked softly, “I think the more people we have, the better off we’re going to be…” He looked down at your stomach. He didn’t have to say it out loud, but you knew he was thinking about saying something about protecting the baby.
As the two of you walked to the bed, you noticed how his arm felt large around your shoulders, he definitely had a lot of muscles. The pair of you looked like a couple, really. The way he was clinging to you probably gave others the impression that he put the baby in you. You didn’t know the man that well, but if he really was as sweet as he was acting right now, then you wouldn’t have let him become your ex. If you were one of the other players staring at you two, you would have thought, what kind of stupid man lets his wife join these games and what kind of stupid bitch would you be to put yourself in that situation too?
Wait, why were you even thinking of this?
Player 388 stared at you, expecting an answer but not rushing to get it out of you.
“...Yes.” You nod. “But I think I need to know your name first.”
The man nods in agreement. “Let’s get you seated first.”
You were touched he was so thoughtful about you and your baby’s wellbeing.
Bringing you over to the lower bunk’s stairway, the man helped you waddle over and then sit. He shifts, sitting down on your left, his legs slightly apart as he sits. You knew that soon, all the pain and discomfort would catch up to you. For now, you savored the man’s sweet smiles. The sweetest one you had ever seen, especially from a man.
“What’s your name?” You reminded him.
Player 388 put a hand over his chest, giving his head a small bow. “I’m Kang Dae-ho.” He raises his hands and puts his fingers out in an exaggerated way, like he was a cat showing its claws. He directs it towards your belly, like he was giving the baby a little game of charades. Your stomach fluttered.
No wait, that was the baby kicking.
Gasping, you had to lean back and hold your stomach for a second.
Dae-ho’s face fell and he looked down to your belly in concern, his hand coming out to touch it but letting it hover instead. “Are you okay—?”
You nod, releasing a strained gasp. “Yeah…She just kicked me in the ribs.” You take his hovering hand and pressed it to your stomach, watching as his eyes widen even more.
Dae-ho’s eyes lingered on your belly before lifting up to meet your eyes. His hand rubbed your belly up and down, feeling the small kicks against his palm. “You’re having a baby girl…? What’s her name?”
You smiled bashfully. “She doesn’t have a name yet. I figured it would come to me once I see her face for the first time…Mine is…” You told him your name, the two basking in each other’s presence quietly, at least until the doors opened and pink guards with guns marched into the room.
Something snapped in Dae-ho and immediately he took a protective position in front of you, his arm coming out to completely shield you as if he expected the guards to march right up to the two of you and shoot you specifically. They didn’t, rather, they stood at the opening of the door. There was one guard who stood at the front, a square mask on his face. There were a couple with triangles, instead of the square, with guns standing behind them. You admittedly cowered and gripped the back of Dae-ho’s shirt, feeling the pounding of your and your baby’s hearts like drums beating with one another.
A vote. That’s what came next from the guards. It was O’s, those who wanted to stay, and X’s, those who wanted to return home.
Dae-ho had calmed down, but remained by your side, comfortably rubbing your shoulder and sometimes your stomach.
You thought you would have time to think about your vote, but the main guard announced that they would do it backwards, starting with Player 456. You looked down to the number on your shirt. You were Player 451. You were going to vote within just a few players.
“Player 451.”
Soon, you stood and with the help of Dae-ho, you were helped to your feet. He was perfectly willing to take you all the way down the line up to the buttons but you put your hand on his shoulder and shook your head. “I can do this…”
“Okay…” he responded hesitantly.
You made your way down the line, both hands cradling your belly. The eyes of the other players glared like birds with claws ready to slice at you for picking the wrong choice. Soon you stood in front of the guard, the red and blue buttons appearing much larger than what you thought they would be. You looked to the red X, and then to the blue O. You raised your hand…and pressed O. The blue light shined on your face.
It was impossible to look up to find Dae-ho in the crowd. You weren’t sure what his choice was going to be. You hadn’t mentioned it to each other. And if he was planning to pick X, then you probably fucked everything up.
Without looking up, you made your way to the O side and stood next to a stranger, who gave you a side eye, but luckily said nothing. Dae-ho’s number wouldn’t be called for a while.
When you finally heard it, you squeezed your eyes shut, refusing to look up as he made his way down and pressed a button. You heard the noise, but couldn’t register which button it was.
You didn’t expect a warm and strong arm wrap around your shoulders, pressing you forward. You eyes shot open and you looked up, seeing Dae-ho smile down at you warmly. Your eyes moved down to his chest, and there you saw it…a Blue O patch…He had chosen to stay.
“You can’t get rid of me that easily…” The man mumbled and smiled reassuringly. He pulled you back into his chest, hugging you as tight as he could with your belly in the way.
You smiled weakly and wrapped your hands behind his shoulder blades, unable to say anything. But you were happy and grateful for him.
The two of you remained in each other’s arms until voting ended. Thank god, your ankles were about to explode. The guards dismissed themselves, leaving everyone to their own devices.
“I need to go lay down, please. My body is about to explode.” You laughed weakly.
“I’ve got ya…” Dae-ho guided you back to the beds with a hand on your lower back. He helped you climb into the first bed you could make it to, and pulled the blankets up to your chest.
You grabbed at his sleeve before he could pull away. “I might need to go to the restroom later —but for now, I’m just going to sleep. Stay nearby?” At this point, your eyes were already drooping, but you couldn’t take your eyes off his goofy grin as he nodded.
“Of course. I won’t leave you for a second. I want you to sleep and rest, For you and your baby…” He pressed his forehead to the top of your hair. You fell asleep in his arms, memorizing his warmth and smell.
I have three...Did I have to make them? No, but I wanted to. Listed from left to right: Si-eun, Mi-rae, and Ga-ram. Most of the ideas were inspired by other character tidbits in the show but with my own twist to them.
PLEASE UNDERSTAND THAT THESE OCS WERE MADE FOR FUN!
Possible trigger warnings mentioned in backstories: Miscarriage, parental abuse, abusive ex
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Si-eun.
Married to Yong-sik. She is completely devoted to her husband, even though Geum-ja claims that she deserves so much better. Before she marriage Yong-sik, she was his neighbor, having moved in shortly after losing everything she owned in a house fire. She didn't tell her husband or mother-in-law that she was going to join the games and merely said that she would be going on a business trip. She’s been married to Yong-sik for two years, and lives next door to his mother. However, Yong-sik has been missing from home lately, worrying her. She spends most of her time with her mother-in-law during his absence, at least until the games. To say, there was shock on her face when she saw Geum-ja and Yong-sik there...She was pregnant but had a miscarriage shortly before joining the game due to being jumped by the loan sharks who were after her husband. Geum-ja, who was the only one who knew of her pregnancy, was super concerned about the baby, which completely confused Yong-sik. Si-eun had to tell her the truth, which is when Yong-sik finds out about his and his wife's unborn baby. Geum-ja tells Yong-sik to get his act together, if not for himself, then at least for his wife. She’s a collector, but mostly of comic books, manga, and figures, though she doesn’t like to share that with strangers.
Characters she’s shipped with: Yong-sik
Mi-rae.
Mi-rae is a beauty influencer, who mostly works with makeup and fashion. For a while, she was Thanos' makeup artist at his shows before the two soon hooked up and eventually dated. Both their fans loved them and their relationship. However, Thanos' drug problem became an issue and Mi-rae's father forced them to break up. Around the same time, Mi-rae's father had become more overbearing and controlling over Mi-rae's social medias, only letting her post what he approved of. He and her brother (the favorite child) began to steal her money to pay of his debts. Her brother was supposed to be the one in the squid games, but he and her father conspired and tricked Mi-rae into joining the games instead, wanting her to do all the work but take the pay. She's upset and shocked to see Thanos in the games, but then is glad when he sticks to her like glue. Drugged up Thanos is something she is used to dealing with, but a drugged up Thanos on these specific pills? Oh man, she's in for a lot. When she doesn't end up in a poly relationship with him and Nam-gyu, the latter man is a complete dick to her, and she’s a bitch back at him. When together, sometimes Thanos and Nam-gyu either share or fight for her love and affections.
Characters she’s shipped with: Thanos, Nam-gyu, Thanos AND Nam-gyu, Min-su
Ga-ram.
Ga-ram is the childhood sweetheart of Dae-ho. She grew up down the road from him and the two would often meet up and play Gonggi together. He was only a few years older than her. Dae-ho walked her to school and back home every day, even if it meant he would be late. When Ga-ram was 12, her parents had unexpectedly passed away. They had gone on a business trip, her grandmother watching over her in the meantime. They would be in a car accident over in America and die. The news hit her hard and she began to have behavioral problems in school. No matter what, Dae-ho supported her through her grief. However, the two would be separated when Dae-ho enlisted in the Marines. They would send letters. Not approving of their relationship, Dae-ho's father lied and told Ga-ram Dae-ho died. Being triggered about her parent's death once again, Ga-ram and her grandmother moved away to start anew. Years passed and Ga-ram started dating a much older man, who temporarily filled her loneliness. The relationship would end in disaster when she finds out she's pregnant. Her ex ran the first moment he could. Only then did she find out the man had debts, and due to his disappearance, the loan sharks started poking around in her business. Ga-ram is around 7-8 months pregnant when she joins the games, out of pure desperation. There, she runs into Dae-ho, and she finds out that the darkest moment of her life was all due to a lie...Dae-ho immediately jumps onto becoming the father figure to her unborn baby (unless it is a story where she ends up with Min-su!).
