Squid Game Guards - Blog Posts
ST. Patrick's Day Special!
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--Nobodies wearing green!!--
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|Lee - Triangle Guard - Lers - Square & Circle Guard|
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FT - Front Man, Waiter
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FTing Lers/Lees - Frontman (Ler) Waiter (Lee)
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Triangle, Square, and Circle were all friends. Triangle and Square did get promoted-- but it didn't matter! They were friends. Today, they were in Square's little room, which had a calender.
"Dude, boss gave you a calendar?" Tringle asked, his mask still on
"Oooh, sick!! What day is it today?" Circle giggled like a kid, swaying his legs behind him
"I'm just special..." Square chuckled, sitting up on his bed, Triangle in the middle between him and Circle. "Anddd... March 17th."
"Oh! St. Patrick's Day?" Triangle asked, lying down and resting his head on Square's lap.
☆(FYI, they all have their masks on)☆
"Yeah... aren't you supposed to like... wear green?" Circle turned his head to his friends
"I... think so?" Tringle shrugged
Square looked at Circle, who looked at him. Square tilted his head as Circle nodded
"...The fuck are you two plotting against me?" Triangle asked suddenly, making Cricle burst out giggling
"Aha! Nohothing! Nothing!" He waved his hands in front of his chest
"Say... you ain't wearing any green, huh?" Square chuckled
"...Neither are-- AH!-" He felt his hands being pulled above his head, Circle sitting in between his legs. Uh oh.
"G-Guys!.. Guys, c'mon!.. We... we can talk about this!!" He laughed nervously, squirming a bit
"Y'know what they say! Whoever doesn't wear green geeeeettttssss pinched!!" And then Circle dug his fingers into Triangle's sides
"NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHO!! NOHOHO-- CUHUHUHUHUT IT-- EHEHEHEHEHE!!" Triangle's legs kicked, his head shaking from side to side
"Jesus, dude! You're more ticklish than I remember!!" Square laughed, watching his best friend squirm and cackle
"STAHAHAHAHAP!- I'M TOO OHOHOHOHOLD FOR THIS SHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT!!" Triangle squealed, his laughter filling up the room
Circle snickered "You're just too ticklish!!" He squeezed and (lightly) pinched his stomach
"EHEHEHEHE-! NOHOHOHOT-- NOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!! *hic*"
"No... way... you hiccup?! That's so cute, awww!!" Circle cooed. You could practically hear the genuine smile on his face
"SHUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!!!" Triangle was so happy they couldn't see his flustered face.
"Oh... Circle, re-jog my memory, won't ya?"
"Hm? Sure! What's up?" Cirlce looked up, still mercilessly tickling the poor guys belly
"Guards lower than Square's can't speak without permission... can't they?" You could hear the grin in his tone
Circle laughed evily "Oooh, yeah!"
"THAHAHATS-- *hic* THATS NOT FAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIR!!!"
"Awww... it's not fair?~ Oh, you poor thing~" Square teased in a fake sympathetic tone, knowing that's what got to Triangle most
"*hic* NOHOHOHOHO-- PLE-- AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" He shook his head frantically
"Come on!~ You can do it!~" Circle teased with a giggle
Triangle hiccuped, but bit his lip, curling up his legs, trying so hard to NOT laugh
"Holding out strong... waist?"
Circle traced and scratched gently at his waist with a chuckle "Awww... I like doing this!!"
"Mmmmhmhmhmhm-- g-guhuys!--" He ler out some giggles
"Ah, ah!~ No giggles~" Square teased
Triangle let out small giggles, only being able to hold back so much
"Hmmm... alright... how can you take... FOUR HANDS?" Squares hands darted down to Triangles underarms
"AAAAHAHAHAAHA!! *hic* NO-- NOHOHOHOHO!!! *hic* CHEATER-- CHEHEHEHEHEHEHEATEHEHEHEHEHEHER!!! *hic*" He cackled, his arms slamming down to his sides, kicking his legs, trying his best to not hit Circle
"Hah! Oh, tickle tickle tickle!!" Circle teased, poking at his ribs now
"PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! NAHAHA!! *hic*" Triangle was frantic
"This is what you get for not wearing green!!" Circle and Square said at the same time, laughing along with Triangle
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The Frontman was watching from the cameras with a waiter next to him.
The waiter poured him a drink before placing the wine back on the table, standing up straight.
She jumped and let out a surprised giggle when she felt a squeeze at her side "EHEHEHEEK!- BOHOHOhohohohoss!!"
"What? You aren't wearing green." He smirked
❤️End🖤
What about Dae-Ho from squid game 2 and teen!reader? Like teen!reader is here for some abusive reason (maybe to pay her abusive father debts) and Dae-Ho is mostly like a big brother figure to reader? It's like during the game of the carrousel and reader as no one to go to and almost die until Dae-Ho save her. Then after the game, they eat and Dae-Ho ask her why did she join the game at such a young age so reader explain and Dae-Ho became very protective toward reader?
𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 [𝐾. 𝐷𝑎𝑒-𝐻𝑜]
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*
ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ʏᴇs ᴏʀ ɴᴏ
ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴋᴀɴɢ ᴅᴀᴇ-ʜᴏ x ᴛᴇᴇɴ ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: ғʟᴜғғ, ᴀɴɢsᴛ.
sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅʟʏ ɢᴀᴍᴇs, ᴅᴀᴇ-ʜᴏ sᴀᴠᴇs ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇsᴛᴀɴᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀɪʟᴏᴜs ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ, sᴛᴇᴘᴘɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ. ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙᴏɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ sʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴀʟs ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ sᴛᴏʀʏ, ʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇs ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴇʀᴄᴇʟʏ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ, ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʜᴇʀ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴅᴅs.
ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs: ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴀʙᴜsᴇ, ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ.
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The carrousel loomed like a monstrous relic in the center of the arena, its rusted metal creaking as it began to spin. The ominous voice of the announcer echoed through the room, explaining the next pairing number:
"Two."
Panic rippled through the crowd of contestants as they scrambled to find someone to trust—or, at the very least, someone they could tolerate. Amid the chaos, you stood frozen, clutching the fraying edges of your jacket. Your small frame and young age made yoy an oddity among the hardened contestants, and no one seemed eager to approach you.
You took a tentative step forward, your voice trembling as you tried to speak to a nearby man. "Excuse me, can we—"
"Beat it, kid." He pushed past you, locking eyes with someone older and more capable.
Your heart sank, and you glanced around desperately. The crowd was thinning as people paired up, and the rooms began to flood.
"Five seconds remaining," the voice boomed.
Your breathing quickened, your limbs heavy as the realization hit—no one would pick you.
Just as the timer reached zero and the guards grabbed their guns, a hand yanked you back into a room with surprising strength. You stumbled, crashing into someone’s chest. Looking up, you saw a man with sharp features and tired eyes.
Dae-Ho.
“Hang on,” he muttered, gripping your arm as shooting became very loud. He held you steady, shielding you from the chaos around you both.
The survivors stumbled back into the main room, their faces pale and hollowed by exhaustion. The stark white walls felt oppressive, a stark contrast to the blood and marking on their bodies. Dae-Ho released his hold on you but stayed close, his gaze scanning the room as if calculating threats.
“Keep up,” he said curtly, glancing over his shoulder.
You nodded, your legs trembling as you followed him through the corridors. The silence between you was heavy, broken only by the faint hum of the fluorescent lights.
“Thank you,” you whispered, your voice barely audible.
He stopped abruptly, turning to face you. His expression was unreadable, but his tone was softer. “Why didn’t you pair up sooner? You almost got yourself killed.”
You hesitated, the words catching in your throat. “No one wanted to.”
Dae-Ho’s jaw tightened. He looked like he wanted to say something but thought better of it. Instead, he started walking again.
When you reached the main area, trays of food were waiting—a meager portion of rice, a hard-boiled egg, and a slice of bread. Dae-Ho grabbed his tray and sat at a corner bed, gesturing for you to join him. You hesitated, glancing around the room, but the hard stares of the other contestants made your choice clear.
As you sat on the bed besides from him, he pushed his egg toward you without a word.
“You need it more than I do,” he said, taking a bite of his bread.
Your eyes widened. “I—I can’t take this. You need it too.”
“Don’t argue.” His tone left no room for debate.
You nodded, peeling the egg carefully and taking small bites. The food felt heavy in your stomach, and for a moment, the knot of anxiety loosened.
Dae-Ho leaned back in from his seat, watching you closely. “What are you doing here?”
Your hands froze mid-bite. “What do you mean?”
“You’re a kid. These games… they’re not for someone like you.”
Your throat tightened, and you looked down at your tray. “I didn’t have a choice.”
“Everyone says that,” he said, his voice quieter now. “But what’s your reason?”
The words spilled out before you could stop them. “My dad… he’s in debt. A lot of debt. He said it was my fault, that I had to fix it. So, I…” You trailed off, your hands trembling.
Dae-Ho’s expression darkened. “Your father sent you here?”
You nodded, tears threatening to spill over. “He said if I didn’t, the loan sharks would come for me anyway. This was my only chance. He gave me the card and told me to call.”
For a moment, neither of you spoke. Then, Dae-Ho reached across the table, placing a hand over yours.
“You shouldn’t have to do this,” he said, his voice firm. “But you’re here now, so you have to survive. No more freezing up, understand?”
You nodded, wiping your eyes. “Okay.”
“And stick with me. No one’s going to mess with you while I’m around.”
From that moment on, Dae-Ho rarely left your side. He became a constant presence, guiding you through the challenges and shielding you from the more ruthless players. He taught you how to read people, how to spot traps, and how to hide your fear.
In a world designed to break you, you found solace in each other.
But the games weren’t over, and Dae-Ho knew that your bond would be tested in ways neither of you could imagine.