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endless list of my favorite ships in kdramas :
vincenzo cassano/park ju hyeong ♥ hong cha young vincenzo (2021) "Villains never break up because they're tenacious even when they love."
I've always heard that the Italian use their hands to express their feelings, but goddamn! Never thought it would be like this too 🤭🤌
bonus: the hand- THE HAND!!! 🥰
since i started watching korean dramas the rest of the shows are so boring for me (EVEN BOOKS???@?#? this is ridiculous i swear) they really knew how to get to me
if anyone is reading this i'll leave # recommendations here ok
Favourite Drama Couples| Vincenzo Cassano & Hong Cha-young
Villains never break up because they’re tenacious even when they love.
Missing Vincenzo and Cha Young a little bit more today. I will never get over them
I really love spreading the sexuality is fluid message but god damn why does my sexuality have to be so fluid?
I mean...
I’m still looking for Inzaghi and we never really knew what the blue tie was on his leg
I would’ve wanted to see
-Vincenzo x Inzaghi reunion
-Vincenzo as a godfather
-Hot air balloon ride
Well I guess I’ll never know but here’s what I know... Cha-Young no longer has family that is tying her in Korea-I know she has the Cassano Korean family and a job that she loves but you know 😏 just throwing it out there
They literally gave them family just to take it away 😭
The little brothers that deserved the WHOLE WORLD.
If I wrote the ending for Vincenzo:
- Han Seo would be alive in Malta
- After a 1 year time skip, Guemga squad will be a ‘filthy rich clan’ of their own using their share of gold
- Cha Young using quite A LOT of her free time in between lawsuits to travel *ahem* to Malta
- Vincenzo x Guemga Squad reunion once a year looking through Museums and having dinner catching up
Good Bye my virtual Vincenzo Family 👋🏻 until our next kdrama!
Just finished the show- i miss him sm :'(
hello there! i love your fics sm and i always look forward to them. if requests are still open, can i request a hanseo x reader one shot about confessing (love) to him? it can be when they're hanging out or on an ice rink <33 i will wait for it till you have the time to do so no pressure aaaa
Melted - Jang Hanseo x Reader
requested by the lovely @trufflepuffs! this idea was too cute to ignore, thank you for the love <3
a/n: kinda went overboard w the metaphors don’t mind me haha
Today was the day.
You couldn’t help but sneak another lovesick glance at him, as he skated his heart out on the rink.
Moments like that reminded you just how you learned to love him so much in the first place. Blissful eyes and smiles so wide your cheeks would hurt. Hanseo was the only person in the world who had such an effect on you.
“ Hey Y/n!” He called out, and skated over to face you. “ Join me!” He grinned, gesturing to the pair of ice skates awaiting for use.
“ I’m good,” You waved off, reflecting his heavenly smile. “ You keep skating.” You said, then adding on, “ You’re amazing at it.”
He blushed. Very profusely.
You knew how much Hanseo loved compliments and wouldn’t hesitate to shower him with them everyday. Even if your relationship was still in the friend zone, you never skipped a day with Hanseo not hearing just how great he was.
Maybe that was why you refused to join him on the rink. You sucked at skating and keeping your balance- even on trivial things. You preferred seeing him from a distance, his feet gliding on the ice as if he had known it for all of his life.
You didn’t know ice all your life, and you were scared to imagine how Hanseo would react if you were to fall so easily. His image of you was far too different from the image you had of yourself, and you didn’t want that to change.
Change, however, comes by when one expects it the least.
“ Come on, now?” You spent too much time in your thoughts, and now Hanseo was out of the rink as well, holding out the pair of skates.
“ Hanseo…” You complained in a playful whine, and he didn’t back down.
You gazed down at the skates, and it seemed too foreign to wear. Too different. But, you looked back up at Hanseo-
Only to see his signature puppy eyes.
He knew you couldn’t resist.
Letting out a sigh, you grabbed the skates and sat down on the bench to tie them on. He cheered cutely as you put them on, clapping his hands gently as his eyes sparkled at you.
Like how the ice sparkled at you, too. Maybe skating wouldn’t be too bad.
As the two of you entered the rink again, Hanseo would just not let go of your hands.
“ I- I need to hold your hands so… um… you won’t fall.” He came up with an excuse, and you bit back that knowing smile.
Minutes passed like this, stuck in a piece of time so beautiful. You looked down at your intertwined hands and your heart began to beat even faster.
Your imagination ran wild, conjuring up romantic scenarios in your head although the suspect of your dreams was right beside you.
“ You look nice.” Hanseo blurted out of nowhere, snapping you out of the depths your imagination.
“ Huh?” You let out, completely off guard.
“ O- on the ice. I meant. Skating… um, suits you.” He scrambled for words, looking at everything around him but your eyes.
You fought back a chuckle, “ Skating suits you too.” You replied, a small blush resting on your cheeks.
“ Mhm…” He nodded wordlessly, as the two of you began to skate in awkward silence.
You abruptly halted, nearly catapulting Hanseo straight into the rink’s perimeter fence. He yelped in surprise, but your locked hands steadily pulled him back to safety.
“ Jang Hanseo,” You started, and he gulped. You almost never used his surname when calling to him. “ What do you think of me?” You asked, leaning in slowly as his face flushed a bright red.
“ You’re… You’re a good friend.” He spoke in a deathly slow pace. “ You’re really nice and understanding. And kind, funny, pretty…” He stopped himself from saying anymore.
“ Pretty..?” You echoed, your heart began to pound as your whole world became Hanseo in that very instant.
“ I meant…” He backtracked himself, only to fall into the quiet again. “ Yeah, I think you’re really pretty.” He admitted, his volume lowering to a mumble.
Maybe it was the ice that froze you into place- your lips sealed as you couldn’t think of anything else to say apart from those three dangerous words.
Seeing your silence, Hanseo mustered up an smile, embarrassingly laughing at his own words. “ I… uh, didn’t mean it that way, you know?”
It was that heartbroken smile which melted you.
“ I like you.” You blurted out, and his eyes widened in shock. The both of you gazed down at your hands, which were still interlocked.
You tightened your hold, glancing away to avoid getting more flustered. “ I know that we’ve been really- really good friends but… I… I want more.” You confessed, looking straight up at him, mustering every drop of courage you had in you.
“ I want more too…” He replied, a soft smile playing on his lips. He skated closer to you, to the point you could feel him breathe down right above your ear.
It tickles… You blushed and let loose of one of your hands to caress his face. His skin was as cold as the ice you stood upon, and you let your thumb glide across his lower lip.
His breathing grew audibly ragged as he flushed a deep red.
“ Y/n… may I kiss you?”
You nodded once, and was brought into an embrace like no other before. You desperately clung onto the perimeter fence, holding it in fear you may fall.
His lips were warmer than you had imagined, contrasting starkly to the chills you felt all around.
You wrapped your arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss, wishing in that very moment that humans didn’t need oxygen to breath.
The two of you parted for air, for lovesick smiles and giggles filled the space between. “ I’m…” Hanseo caught his breath, “ I’m surprised we didn’t slip and fall.” He cracked a light joke, and you laughed.
“ But we have already.” You beamed, and he blushed at your words. “ LIKE THIS!” You exclaimed suddenly, tripping him over as he fell, only for you to lose your balance next.
“ Ow! Y/n!” Hanseo groaned, lying on the ice as he rubbed the back of his head. He groggily opened his eyes again, to see you lying right beside him on the ice.
“ I really need to improve my balance…” You complained, as you massaged your aching wrist.
“ Pft-”
“ Huh? Are you laughing at me?!” You jabbed, sitting upright on the cold ice.
Hanseo fell into a chortle of laughter, wiping the fake tears from his eyes as he tackled you into a hug.
“ God, Y/n… I- I can’t believe we…” His tone grew soft as you could recognize the pure love from his gaze. “ We’re actually-”
You cut him off with a quick peck on the cheek, grinning at how flustered you had made him. “ Let’s save the cute stuff for outside the rink.” You said, standing up slowly so you wouldn’t slip again.
You reached out a hand for him, “ How about a date?”
— dream within a nightmare.
jang han-seo (from vincenzo) x stranger gn!reader (either platonic or romantic).
genre: slightly intense angst/reverse comfort. pain. (1k wc)
set: somewhere around episode 12 ! but could fit in a number places.
Han-seo’s home should have been silent at this hour. Other than the distant sound of his fridge running, and of him turning over in bed for the ninety-seventh time in vain hopes of his thoughts taking a new angle from his head’s new position on the pillow, there should not have been your soft footsteps, and your gentle push on the door of his bedroom. Had it been locked, it would have made no difference. Your coming here was fueled by enough determination that whether a door or Jang Joon-woo himself stood in your way, you’d reach your destination and complete the task you wished to.
Han-seo stirred as he saw your silhouette, and panicked as one might when seeing a stranger in their home. The man dared not move more than an inch as he choked out, “Please don’t hurt me.”
It struck you that he might think you were sent by his brother, which caused you to panic too. You knew this would be the only time to visit him and do what you had come to do.
You crept forward. “I won’t. Don’t move, Mr. Jang. It’s okay.”
“Who are you? D-don’t come any closer, I h-have a gun in my drawer—”
You halted once again. This would be harder than anticipated. For one, whether he had a gun or not, he was already at peak fear and suspicion. For another— if he did in fact have one, he was a horrible shot and whether he missed you in the dark or not, security would obviously come rushing in.
“I know you’re scared,” you said. “Trust me. I know.”
Han-seo didn’t move, and you took the opportunity to finally approach the side of his bed.
He must’ve not really had a gun, because instead of reaching for his bedside, he jumped out of the other side of his bed and began to run out of the room.
With a sorrowful glance at his twisted blankets, you spoke up again. “Mr. Jang. I know about your brother.”
He froze a foot away from the doorway and there was no mistaking the flash of familiar panic in his eyes. “Who are you?” he whispered again.
Slowly, you made your way in front of him, maintaining eye contact the whole way. Then, you put one arm around his waist and the other hand behind his head. He remained rigid, with a “What— is this? What are you—”
You shushed him. “It’s okay,” you said. “You can trust me. Oh, Jang Han-seo, you’re shaking. It’s okay.”
He didn’t move a muscle.
“It’s not your fault,” you told him. “It’s okay. You’ve been strong.”
Bit by bit, you could feel the tension in him trail away. One hand hesitantly lifted to your back as his breathing became a bit more stalled. He sniffled once.
“You’ll escape this,” you whispered, pressing him closer into your arms, “and you’ll find peace. This isn’t the end.”
You stayed like this for several minutes. You would not let go — you’d stay right here with him for as long as needed. And suddenly, finally, Jang Han-seo’s home was not quiet. He began to sob into your shoulder, with cries of fear and unreleased tension. Anger, too — you could feel the justified anger pouring from his mouth with his breaking voice and from his eyes in large, hot tears. After a bit, he began to whisper, too.
“I’m scared.”
Over and over.
You didn’t loosen your embrace once as his frame shook with each heaving breath. It was just as you’d expected; his response to affection was emotional confusion and suspicion. Hanseo’s trust had been broken so many times. He’d been threatened every day, told he wasn’t capable of great things and wasn’t capable of decent ideas and would never, ever be worthy of anything more than he already received. Manipulated. Dehumanized. He’d been frightened into the shell of a man whose growth and understanding had been stunted by the life he was cursed with.
You still didn’t know how aware he was of the unfairness of the life he’d been given, but you knew that he was angry. Perhaps even he didn’t know why he was angry. But even that anger, he’d been told not to feel. You could hear it in heart-shattering whimpers and you could feel it in the violent tremble of his form.
Was it too late for him to be able to trust anyone? Or, at this point, was he flailing his trust with awareness of its inevitable violation?
“Trust me,” you assured him again despite it all, “you’ll be okay, Mr. Jang.”
You wanted to stay with him. You wanted nothing more than to prevent him from being alone ever again, but you knew you had to return to where you belonged.
You didn’t have to make him promise not to tell anyone about you, because, like most dreams, he’d forget anything that happened. You could only pray that he’d remember the assurance of your efforts, and the strength of facing a step of the mountain he would eventually climb. And perhaps he’d also push through the nightmare that was his life.
note: i don’t usually write fanfiction for k-dramas. but i’ve been thinking about this poor guy so much, wishing that i could just give him a hug and tell him that he’s going to be okay. and then i remembered that i do have the power to do so on some level 🤝
i will probably post a rant of some sort about the artful (and painful) display of both han-seo and han-seok. but i have to finish the series first !! (so pls avoid dropping spoilers to me 😁)
You can tell that this was directed by a woman by the fact that Vincenzo has the top button of his shirt unbuttoned when going on a rampage. Not to mention the close-up of the bloody hands playing with the lighter.
A male director could never.
This is really petty of me, but I’m still mad that after a whole year apart, the first thing Vincenzo says to Chayoung is a recycled line that he used on another woman he had to seduce/date for information.
What a complete and utter fuckboi move.
vincenzo getting arrested for being the consigliere to the mafia while playing the game mafia is peak kdrama humor
Kdrama villains: Flings a handbag at FL.
ML: jumps out the window, into a fountain.
I have been re-watching some of my favorite kdramas & cdramas.(only a few)
->Goblin: The great and lonely god {K}
->Tail of the nine tailed {K}
->Doom at your service {K}
->Descendants of the sun {K}
->Hotel del Luna {K}
->My Roommate Is A Gumiho {K}
->my little princess {C}
->Dear Prince {C}
->Weightlifting fairy: Kim bok-joo {K}
->Strong girl: Do bong soon {K}
->Business proposal {K} (I liked the webtoon more, for some reason)
->Itaewon Class {K}
->Vincenzo {K}
->It's Okay to Not Be Okay {K}
Plus more...haah the list would be too big if I started with kdramas, mangas and anime altogether..
This really said you're lonely bitch...
disclaimer this isn't my tiktok. credit goes to @/sunflowerxseries on tiktok. this is merely a sharing of said tiktok in no way am i claiming this is mine.