Hwangbrothers - Hwang Bros

lee byung-hun as kim sun-woo in a bittersweet life suffered more than any character in any movie or tv show I've ever seen (and I’ve seen a lot of media in this genre). like I was actually extremely shocked by the amount and degree of pain and torture they put him through????

it's like they killed him about a dozen times in this movie and just kept repeatedly shooting at his corpse again and again and it still hurt every time. and now I think I'm traumatized :( like a part of me died when he comforted himself by telling himself “it’s okay” — while covered in his own blood after getting stabbed multiple times — because he literally didn’t have anybody to comfort him. and yeah coming from someone who loves seeing her favorite fictional characters go through the worst kind of hell, I genuinely want nothing but love and happiness and lots of hugs for him. someone please wrap this poor guy in blankets and protect him from all the harm in the world please :(

please he’s just a little guy :(

Magical pastel sunsets at the beaches of Marche, Italy 🇮🇹💕✨ By @mauro_roberto__

In-ho takes things a little too literal 😭

i know in canon that inho’s and junho’s mother (stepmother in inho’s case) would never find out about the Games but i’m actually screeching imagining this:

like imagine this woman. all she wanted was for her two boys to call her sometimes. maybe not disappear for months at a time without so much as a text. maybe come to dinner once a week. and then she finds out:

(1) inho?? the “golden child” who always brought her flowers on parents’ day and vacuumed without being asked?? ran off to play in a death game?? then still had the audacity to survive, climb the ranks, and then became the emo darth vader of the whole operation??

(2) and the other? junho. immediately endangers his life to chase after him. zero hesitation. zero explanation. just disappears the same way, like they’re doing some twisted sibling relay race into the abyss.

(3) then inho shoots him. shoots. him. off a cliff.

(4) and after all that, junho still decides, “i’m gonna go back. i’m gonna find him. i’m gonna rescue his murdery ass because i’m the only one allowed to beat him up.”

so now imagine their (step)mother, who thought both of them were dead, suddenly finds out that not only are they not dead, but they’ve both been playing emotional chicken with the reaper out of some self-destructive sense of sibling loyalty.

her slipper’s already in hand. her rage is generational.

she gets them both in the same room and it’s not yelling—it’s a reckoning. she doesn’t even ask questions. she just starts swinging.

“you!” slaps the older one on the back of the head “you don’t call! you don’t write! you don’t even have the decency to stay out of crime??”

“and you!” grabs the younger by the ear mid-escape attempt “YOU FOLLOW HIM?? INTO THAT?? ARE YOU STUPID OR IS THIS A PERFORMANCE??”

they try to explain. they stutter. they glance at each other like say something but neither does. because god forbid they communicate like normal people. at some point one of them probably mutters “it wasn’t his fault” and she just screams louder.

they’re both on the floor by the end. slipper marks. emotional damage. one of them maybe crying a little. and she’s just standing there going, “you could’ve died without even telling me why. you idiots. come eat.”

and they do. they sit at the table in total silence, still bleeding metaphorically and literally, and they eat. because no matter how far you run, no matter how cold you become, no matter how many times you almost kill each other—

you are NEVER too old to be slippered into submission by the woman who raised you.

HWANG IN-HO & SEONG GI-HUN

Soft Human by Emery Allen | I get so jealous of euthanized dogs by June Gehringer

need to see a fic where inho is more devastatingly down bad for gihun more than ever and when gihun runs out of options on stopping the games he just straight up (awkwardly) seduces inho to convince him to stop it.

inho: you can't be serious

gihun: *tries to seductively remove his jacket but his arm gets stuck midway*

inho: *getting flustered* no, keep it on

gihun: *tugs twice at his jacket that's stuck before giving up and attempts removing his shirt and jacket*

gihun: ...

gihun: *his jacket and shirt are now stuck unto his head and arms as his abdomen can now be seen*

gihun: *mentally thinking* is this working????

inho: *takes a deep breath before letting out the longest exhale then whispers quietly in the room*

inho: i'm so fucked...

gihun: *despite having his arms and head stuck on his jacket and shirt, grins triumphantly at his response*

somehow this works