It can't be both. It just can't. They weren't supposed to meet. Not here. Not like this. In a place where love has no use. Where names are numbers, and every heartbeat might be the last. Still, they reached for each other; quietly, recklessly, as if the world wasn't ending around them. As if there would be time. As if they'd be allowed to want more. But not everyone leaves. And not everything survives the choosing. Whatever you think this is, it isn't a love story. Not the kind that ends with both of them breathing. Kang Dae-Ho X female reader

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ＢＬＡＣＫ ＡＮＤ ＷＨＩＴＥ- 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦... Yeji, 25, carries the weight of two worlds- the scars of escaping North Korea, and the fragile hope of saving her sister's life. She never wanted to enter the cruel arena of the Squid Game, but when fate ties her to Gi-hun, she chooses to fight- not just for money, but for family. Amid betrayal and blood, she crosses paths with Myung-gi- a man whose sharp edges hide more than jealousy and survival instincts. A crypto scammer who has a pregnant ex-girlfriend to protect. As alliances blur and hearts falter, Yeji must decide: will survival mean losing herself, or can she still protect the ones she loves? ＳＵＲＶＩＶＡＬ ⋆ ＬＯＶＥ ⋆ ＢＥＴＲＡＹＡＬ started: 08/07/2025 ended : 22/08/2025 🥈#333 Myunggi x fem!oc

❛ The numbers burn into my skin, A mark of fate, a life to win. But in the dark, I feel the pull, A twisted game, so cruel, so full. - They think they own me, bound by thread, But I'll break free or die instead. One last breath, one final fight, I'll find the truth beneath the night. ❜ set in s2&3 (will be revamping soon)

𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘦𝘦 𝘉𝘺𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘶𝘯

Squid Games. His lips crashed into her's, his tongue dragging lewdly across her lips, her tongue, her teeth, his hands gripping her face so tightly it might of broken her jaw. His kiss was carnal, deep, rough, he tasted of wrath and cigarettes. His abrubt departure from her face left her shaking, gasping, eyes burning in pure violation. He turned his head, towards the floor beside them, and a throaty gargle sounded from him, before a large pool of their mixed saliva, tinged red with the dead man's blood landed on the floor. His head turns back to her, eyes blank, the diluted blood and saliva mixture glistening on his lips. "You don't get to taste anyone else's blood but mine." She was his only comfort. Too sweet not to keep. He stirs and stirs and stirs until she's the perfect consistency, compliant to his desires and obedient to his touch. Kneaded. Molded. Owned. She's the softest part of the game. That's why he'll gut anyone who touches her.

❝But I promise you this, I'll always look out for you❞ There was no escape from the games. No room for mercy. Just blood, strategy, and the sound of gunfire echoing through hollow halls. But among the chaos, two strangers found something unexpected: a reason to survive. She didn't come to play. She came because she had nothing left to lose. But what she found was more dangerous than the games themselves; trust. Maybe even love. And that could be the deadliest risk of all. [ kang dae-ho x reader ] [ second person pov ] [ squid game ]