Squid Game Thanos - Blog Posts

All of my Squid Game 2 art so far! I plan to do more, but are there any characters you would want to see?

Whether you liked the character or not, this was a LOOK

[After In-ho fought Thanos and Nam-gyu]

Jun-hee: Um, excuse me, sir? You didn’t have to do that.

In-ho: Why not? Those two delinquents were beating that poor young man. I couldn’t just stand there. Someone needed to teach them a lesson.

Jun-hee: Actually, that “poor young man” is the father of my baby and he ghosted me for six months after I told him about my pregnancy.

In-ho: …He what?!

Myung-gi (walks up to In-ho): Thank you so much, sir. Those guys wouldn’t stop bothering me-

In-ho: (beats up Myung-gi) ASSHOLE! HOW YOU COULD GHOST YOUR GIRLFRIEND AND LEAVE HER ALONE WITH YOUR BABY?!

Dae-ho: Uh, should we do something?

Jung-bae: Nah. A real man would never abandon their child and wife. Well, girlfriend in this case.

Gi-hun (sad): Ga-yeong…

IN-HO MY BABYYY 😭😭

HOW THEY CELEBRATE VALENTINE’S DAY WITH YOU

♡ warnings. — oral sex (f!receiving) ⋆ p in v ⋆ MDNI 18+ ♡ ft. — hwang in-ho (front man) ‧ nam-gyu (124) ‧ choi su-bong (230) ‧ kang dae-ho (388). ♡ jackie’s note. — very rushed; excuse the typos

HWANG IN-HO doesn’t really celebrate valentine’s day, but you’re soft, naive. you care about things like this. so he humours you. he allows you to sit in his lap, kiss him all sweet and eager, all the while grinding down on his cock. you’re wearing nothing but the necklace he bought you—thin rose gold chain, diamond-encrusted pendant nestled against your collarbone. he watches it in a trance, the pendant bouncing on your tits as you move up and down, your cunt warm and tight around him like a glove. his hands rest on your hips, guiding you even though you don’t need it—you’re already pathetically eager to please.

“thought you wanted a romantic night,” he muses, eyes flicking up to meet yours. “this what you had in mind?” you nod breathlessly, nails digging into his shoulders. in-ho likes you like this—so needy, so fucking grateful for the attention. he tilts his head back against the couch, admiring you with an amused smile, as your lips part when you take him deeper. his patience stretches thin when you start to shake, movements getting sloppy. placing both hands on your waist, he shoves you down onto him. “c’mon, you can do better than that,” fingers ghost over your stomach, closing loosely around your throat. feeling the vibrations as your breath stutters. “what, you get tired that quick?” you shake your head no, but you’re so close, squeezing around him. in-ho doesn’t look convinced in the slightest, but he lets you have it—and when you finally go limp in his arms, he strokes your hair, chuckles low against your ear. “happy valentine’s.”

NAM-GYU is far from the romantic type. tonight—valentine’s day—he’s between your legs, which is rare enough that it almost feels like a gift. he takes his sweet time with kitten licks, tongue flicking over your swollen clit before sealing his lips around it, suckling. he’s messy, too. sloppy. doesn’t care if it dribbles down his chin, doesn’t care about the obscene slurping noises. but when you whimper and your hips buck against his mouth, nam-gyu simply pries your thighs further apart. when you’re right there, teetering on the edge, he slows down a bit. lets you tug on his hair as you grind against his face. and when you fall apart, breathless and trembling, he licks his lips, swiping the slick from his chin with his thumb. then he looks up at you—so damn pleased with himself—and smirks. “happy valentine’s.”

CHOI SU-BONG is a busy man. schedules packed, deadlines looming, cameras always on him. but on valentine’s day, he clears everything for you. his team knows better than to even try and book him—he’s off the grid. the day is extravagant. private dining, exclusive shopping, things you’d never let yourself indulge in if it weren’t for him. he buys you everything you so much as glance at. waits for that little flicker of want, whips out his black and it’s yours. but the real gift comes later. back in his penthouse, su-bong lays you out on the bed, fingers tracing the fresh diamond pendant settled against your collarbone. he spares the dirty talk and doesn’t waste any time—not when you’re so wound up. his mouth is hot against your neck, kissing a path down to your collarbone, breasts. he settles between your thighs takes hold of your ankles, placing them over his shoulders. a groan escapes when he sees how ready you are for him.

“p-please. wan’ you.” you manage, and that’s all it takes—his patience snapped (not that he’s a patient man to start with), feeding his cock into you inch by glorious inch. the position has you spread wide, locked in place and unable to squirm away from the way he fills you. “señorita,” a stretched groan deep from his throat, “taking it so fuckin’ good.” each thrust knocks a little sound out of you, breathy and high-pitched. your hands claw at the silk sheets and he chuckles, adjusting his stance to angle another thrust—there, hitting that sweet spot that makes you see sparks. su-bong presses his thumbs into the soft flesh of your thighs, he’s barely getting started, but you’re already falling apart—fucked-out and glassy-eyed, just for him. “happy valentine’s, baby,” he coos, “hope you can still walk tomorrow.”

KANG DAE-HO wakes up before you do. it’s still early, the dark sky outside tinted with pale yellow, but he doesn’t mind. this morning is special. valentine’s day. he’s planned everything—breakfast at your favourite café, a walk along the han river, dinner at a rooftop restaurant. but right now, all he wants is this. you stir when he presses a kiss to your bare shoulder. warm hand drifts under the covers, tracing over your stomach, up to your ribs. his voice is still husky with sleep when he murmurs a “morning, baby.” into the crook of your neck. your eyelids flutter open, a raspy moan escaping your parted lips. his hand is now between your thighs. god, how you love waking up like this.

“you’re so pretty,” he marvels, nuzzling his nose against yours. he rolls you onto your back, hovering over you, trailing kisses down your jaw, the column of your throat before he returns to your lips. there’s no rush—there never is, not with dae-ho. when he finally pushes into you—that glorious stretch, you sigh into his mouth, arms wrapping around his neck. “gonna make today perfect for you,” he promises. and he does. he doesn’t let up until he’s wrung every ounce of pleasure from you, until you’re a soft, boneless mess beneath him, spent and sated. only then does he press a kiss to the tip of your nose, smoothing your hair back. “happy valentine’s, angel,” he smiles as he tucks you against his chest.

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DAMNNNN U KNOW IM NOT A FAN OF THANOS BUT THIS MADE ME THINK AGAINNN

REVENGE

thanos x fem!reader (smut)

warnings: kind of noncon so read at your own risk

you were minding your own business, sitting at your bunk, eating the shitty meal you were given when you heard some yelling.

you turned your head to where the noises were coming from only to see your brother myung gi, who you didn’t even know was here until now, getting beaten up. instinctively, you storm over to stop them.

"not thinking of interfering, are you?"

the purple haired man asked as he tilted his head, his eyes widened sadistically.

you threw a punch in his face without even considering for a second, landing right on his nose, making him loose his balance and stumble back.

in an instant, he lunged at you. he gritted his teeth as blood ran down his nose, his eyes filled with a deadly rage. grabbing you by the collar and pinning you to the wall. "you think you can just hit me like that? huh!? you've got a lot of guts for someone so small." he spat, eyes narrowed as he glared at you.

some other players had turned their attention to the sight of the commotion, some had ceased their betting and others watched with intrigue and anticipation as they witnessed what would unfold.

player 001 stepped in, putting a swift end to the conflict before thanos could hurt you. he took it upon himself to discipline thanos and his friend by delivering a thorough beating, leaving both of them bruised and battered.

thanos stayed put on the ground, coughing and panting from exhaustion, his nose still stinging from your punch and the beating he just received.

“you’re gonna pay for this, you bitch!” he yelled after you between coughs when you and your brother headed to the bathroom to clean up.

he still had enough spunk left in him to send a threat your way even after his beating.

he was determined to get revenge.

after cleaning the blood of your brothers face and a small skirmish between the two of you for joining this game you heard that lights were out in 5 minutes so you head back to the dorm.

you could feel thanos’ eyes on you as you got ready for bed.

as the minutes ticked by, the lights slowly dimmed, signaling that it could only mean one thing - it was time to sleep. the dorm fell quiet, dimly lit by the faint glow of the piggy bank.

players were trying to find some level of rest, laying down on their beds with blankets or just simply sitting on their beds.

thanos' eyes stayed on you, watching you as you got into bed, his resentment still burning bright. he was waiting for a moment to catch you off guard and get his revenge.

after laying down with your eyes open, which felt like hours, you decided to go to the bathroom. to wash your face or just to get out of the dorm full of people to get your mind together. you didn’t really know.

you looked over to your brother to see him sound asleep before heading to the door. after convincing the guard you headed to the bathroom, not realizing thanos who left the dorm right after you.

you only took notice of him when the door to the ladies bathroom was kicked open. you, startled, look back to see who it is.

fuck.

“i told you you’d pay for what you did. now…how should i make you pay?” he talked like he was talking to himself.

“i could kill you. easily. but…it would be a shame if something happened to such a beautiful girl like you.”

your words were caught at your throat, not daring to come out.

“maybe i should teach you a lesson, huh?”

that’s how you ended up with your legs wrapped around his waist, his hands gripping tightly at the flesh of your ass as he made you move on his dick, like a little sex toy. his own little fleshlight.

you didn’t know if you hated him for fucking you or yourself for liking it.

he held you up on the air as he thrusted himself into you like you were light as a feather. hands repeatedly landing on your ass, leaving big red hand marks on the surface, making you moan and yelp at the same time.

“fuck! you like this don’t you? you filthy little slut.”

you held onto his shoulders as his pace got faster and he fucked you harder. a knot growing in you, making you disgusted at yourself for liking this but too cock drunk out to care. your eyes closed, too lost in pleasure.

his hand moved from your ass to your stretched out pussy. you didn’t notice it until he pinched your clit, hard, making your eyes shot open with a little scream.

“you look at me when i fuck you.” he ordered. you could only nod.

“tell me who makes you feel this good, bitch. tell me!”

“you! you a-are thanos! fuck-fucking me so good!” you could barely form a sentence at your state.

“yeah i am! come on my cock, baby. make a big fucking mess.” that’s all it took. you fell apart. your walls spasming around him, brain foggy, nails digging at his back, head thrown back, yells and moans spilling from your lips as you came undone.

just when you were about to come down from your high thanos hit your sensitive and twitching clit repeatedly. the pain and pleasure of the act, and how sensitive your body was right after cumming you couldn’t stop yourself from gushing around his dick. your juices covered his lower stomach, his thighs, your thighs as well, and his dick.

that’s when he lost it. he came, hard, when he felt the warm wetness on himself. he held your face, harshly, making you look at him.

“if you even try to do anything to me ever again…you pussy won’t be the only thing i ruin.”

then he kissed you so sweetly. almost sweet enough to make you forget that he threatened to kill you and then fucked you dumb.

Not the nuzzles!!!

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-Wholesome moment!!-

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|Lee - Thanos -- Ler - Nam-Gyu|

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Ships Included - Thangyu (Thanos x Nam-Gyu, Romantic)

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"Ahhh-! Not the nuhuhuhuhuzzles!!" Thanos squeaked, sitting up as he curled his legs

Nam-Gyu cupped his lovers' cheeks, nuzzling and kissing one of them as Thanos squeezed his shoulders "Yes the nuzzles!! Mwa mwa mwa!!"

"Ehehehehe!- Stahahahap! It tihihihickles!!" He giggled, turning his head away

"Ahh, never! The nuzzle monster got ya!!"

"Ahhh, noooo!! Hahahaha!"

Nam-Gyu then blew a raspberry on his cheek, earning a squeal

"EHEHEHE-! NahahaAAHAHAHA!! Bahahahabe-- staaahahahap!! *snort*"

"Oh, but he needs giggles, so his belly can be filled!!" He wrapped his arms around Thanos' torso, giving him kisses

"Ehehe-! This is embarrassiiiiihihihing!!" Thanos blushed. He would always deny it, but he loved this attention

Nam-Gyu chuckled "Now c'mere!" He lightly grabbed Thanos' face again, making him look at him before kissing his lover

Thanos giggled into the kiss a little "Mmmmhmhmhm--!"

"Don't giggle at my love!" He squeezed his sides

"EHE-! I'm sahahahahaarry!!" Thanos squeaked before he got kissed again

"Mwa. I love you."

Thanos chuckled "Jeherk-... I love you too..."

💚End💚

☆It's short and OOC, but... I found it cute... :)☆

Little Bug

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-Just recalling memories!-

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|Lee - Thanos -- Ler - Nam-Gyu|

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☆I'm not incredibly familiar with Thanos or Nam-Gyu... I've only seen clips and their personalities. So... they might be OOC☆

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Thanos was on his bunk, holding onto the bars that was holding the bunk above him up. He kinda just... chilled there.

Nam-Gyu blinked and just walked over, sitting on the edge of the mattress "Dude, the fuck are you doing?.."

"I dunno, feels nice." He shrugged, chilling. He was sober (for right now)

"Feels... nice?- Pfft, ok."

Silence for a moment

"Does that like... relieve anxiety or something?" He asked

"I guess... feels like I'm hanging from monkey bars!"

Nam-Gyu snorted "Thahat's so random, man..."

"What? It's true." He grinned

Nam-Gyu looked the older one up and down for a few. "...Hm."

"What?"

"Nothin'. Just remember a game my mom used to play with me when I was younger."

☆Considering nobody talks about their families in Squid Game, and their isn't any information on Nam-Gyu's mom... (I've done my research) we're just gonna say she's nice☆

"What is it?"

"Nah, it's embarrassing, I--" he lightly got slapped in the arm

"C'mon! Tell me, won't ya?"

His face flushed a bit "Well... telling you is... more embarrassing than actually doing it so-- just keep your arms up."

"Ooookay?" He shrugged, holding onto the bars again

He scooted closer, hovering his hands over Thanos' sides "There's two rules. Don't laugh, and don't put your arms down."

"OkaaaAAY!!-"

Nam-Gyu digged his fingers into Thanos' sides before slowly creeping up to his underarms

"Wahait--" he bit his lip, slamming his eyes shut

"Ah, ah. Don't laugh."

"I-- I'm trying--" his smile turned wobbly

"Now, what were those words again... right. The little bug keeps going up and up the hill... before it SLIPS back down!" He quickly zipped his hands down back to Thanos' sides, squeezing them

"AHA-! Hohohohold--!" He snorted, shaking his head

"Already broke a rule, huh?" He chuckled

"Behe quiet!-"

"So then the bug tries again~ crawling up and up..." he slowly started to creep his fingers back up

"Nahaha- Nahahaham-Su-!"

"Not my name..." he grinned "It keeps going... and going... until it gets SQUISHED by a rock!" He dug and tickled Thanos' underarms

Thanos squealed and shot his arms down "WAHAHAHAHAIT!!-"

"Oh, don't tell me the poor little bug tickles, Thanos!~"

"OHOHOHO MY GOD-- THIHIHIS IS SO CHIHIHIHIHIHILDISH!!" Thanos lied down, Nam-Gyu scooting closer, not letting up

"Tickle tickle tickle! The bug can't escape the rock, can he?~" he wiggled his fingers at a faster pace

"NAHAHAHO-! STAHAHAHAHAP-! I CAHAHA-- AAAHAHAHAHA!!"

"Just raise your arms back up so the bug can get out from under the rock~" Nam-Gyu teased

"THIHIHIHIHIS IS EHEHEHEHEHEVIL!! *snort*"

"C'monnn!~ You can do it!~"

God damn he felt so embarrassed "I- I CAHAHAHAHAHAN'T!!"

"The bug is trapped under until it gets free!"

"OHOHOHOKAY-- I-- EHEHEHEHEHEHE!!" Thanos shakily raised his arms back up, best he could until he slammed his arms back down

"Awh, you were so close!"

"AAAAHAHAHAHA!!"

"Oh, but the bug can try and wiggle free~" Nam-Gyu lightly just wiggled the base of his fingers in the base of Thanos' underarms back and forth

"THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT'S WOHOHOHOHOHORSE!!"

"He's trying, Thanos! He's tryin'!"

Thanos couldn't speak properly. He just kept laughing up a storm, his legs kicking

"You're lucky that if you aren't able to put your arms back up that the bug is allowed to wiggle free." He said with a small smirk

"OHO-- YOU FAAAHAHAHAHACK!!"

"Anddddd... bam! He's out~" he slid his fingers back down to Thanos' sides

"Ahaha-- thahat's the most ehevil game ehever!-" Thanos hugged himself, the ghost tickles getting to him

"Squish." Nam-Gyu squeezed Thanos' sides again

"Nahaha!! Quihihihit it!-"

"Alright, alright." He let go before lying next to his friend

"Pff... y'know... I think someone would like to pay you a visit..." Thanos chuckled, looking over to Nam-Gyu

"Yeah? Who's that?" Nam-Gyu looked up at Thanos, who sat up

He grinned "The tickle monster."

The rest of the day was the two just tickling each other.

💚End💜