#man chung

[bl3ssed-cursxd]

ask someone who's never watched blind tvn kdrama to guess who the killer is

ps i do not own majority of this gifs i got em from around tumblr + scattered bits i screenrecorded

[yingtan]

Takeshi Kaneshiro in Anna Magdalena 安娜瑪德蓮娜 (1998) dir. Yee Chung-Man

[feelovedd]

Each petals holds memories, memories you hold so dearly.

[eyeswaitingfortuesdaynight]

i'm crying they're so dumb

[inkyminx]

Chung Myung be giving the heebie-jeebies.

[fcyinquotes]

"You are beautiful."

"I don't feel beautiful."

"So? You are beautiful to me and that matters more."

— Chung Myung softly told You, gentle in his words to show his sincere.

[azu1as]

You are amazing! Amazing! And I'm a greedy person, so I propose: Older! Time traveler! Baek Cheon and Tang Bo compete for Cheong Myeong's affection. CM is oblivious and CMun is in hell reserved for protective older brothers. Those perverted bastards! How dare they lust after his precious, naive and innocent sajae?! He'll break their heads!

You're so sweet to me 🥺🫶 thank you so much!!!!

also I ADORE TIME TRAVEL AUs sm you have no idea how giddy I got when I saw this ask WAHAHAHA

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"Oh? He's pretty handsome..."

Tang Bo almost spills the alcohol he was pouring into his cup. His eyes immediately snap towards Chung Myung's face as he slowly lowers the bottle back on the table.

This guy slouched in front of him wasn't someone who gave compliments that easily. It took months of nudging and stubborn insistence for Chung Myung to finally admit that Tang Bo was 'passable-looking, sure, whatever'—a compliment that had to be drawn out tooth and nail but one that Tang Bo won through hard work and effort.

So, surely, he must have misheard Chung Myung's muttering.

"Did you say something, hyung-nim?" Tang Bo asks, smile twitching stiffly at the way Chung Myung's gaze remained locked on something—someone—behind Tang Bo as he took a long sip from his own cup.

"That man behind you," Chung Myung replies, pointing at the subject of their conversation with his mouth non-too-discretely. "He looks like a traveling prince or something."

Tang Bo doesn't know what minute expression passed through his face, but Chung Myung catches it well enough and raises a questioning eyebrow at him.

"I'm serious." Chung Myung insists, not realizing that Tang Bo is irritated for a completely different reason. "He really does look like some well-off to-do guy."

Tang Bo huffs and turns around without any subtlety whatsoever, determined to see what 'this prince guy' looked like to have managed to snag his hyung's attention so easily.

Tang Bo lets out an indignant noise. Okay, he'll admit it. The guy was abnormally handsome. He had well-defined androgynous facial features and an equally well-defined body, Tang Bo thinks, as his gaze locks onto the man's thick and muscled arms.

There might have been merit in Chung Myung's comment about this guy probably being a prince of sorts. If he was, Tang Bo would hedge a guess that he was a runaway one.

The man wore faded, plain white robes without any discernable insignia marking him from a sect or family. He had a similarly white headband strapped across his forehead with dark bangs framing an unblemished face.

If he was trying to disguise himself or hide his identity, he was doing a terrible job at it. Despite the simplicity of his outfit, his presence alone (and face) demanded attention.

"Told you." Chung Myung cheekily says, laughing at Tang Bo's disgruntled expression.

Even Tang Bo could admit that the man looks like he stepped out of one of the many heroic epics that common folk often passed around through books and verbal tales. How unfair.

Grumbling lightly, Tang Bo turns back to their table and throws back his cup of alcohol. "Bet he's just some rich runaway brat."

"Eh? Probably. But—ah, huh?"

A shadow falls over Tang Bo and he watches as Chung Myung's surprised face ends up trained above Tang Bo's head.

"Hello." The man greets them with his deep voice.

Ugh, Tang Bo grimaces as he pulls back his chair away from the man's shadow. Even his voice sounded handsome if that were even possible.

But Tang Bo was the gentleman between him and his hyung, so he replies, faking politeness, "Can we help you? My companion and I are in the middle of a meal together, you see."

Tang Bo tenses, immediately on guard when he sees the man's eyes sharpen as it turns towards him, clearly recognizing the dismissive tone Tang Bo used.

Other than an indecipherable flash in his eyes, the man's face (which felt more punch-able by the second, if you asked Tang Bo) remained unchanged.

The disruptor kept his gentle smile and Tang Bo was certain that he chose to stand where he did because of the way the lightbulb illuminated his face from above.

"It's alright, I can wait."

If Tang Bo had any less self-control, he would have already grabbed the man by the lapels of his faded robes and tossed him out of the establishment himself.

Who the hell was this man to have the audacity to look at his Chung Myung with such a warm gaze as he said that?

"Ha. Ha." Tang Bo grits out, a vein in his jaw ticking.

He doesn't care if this man looks like the textbook and fairytale version of a heroic warrior. His shamelessness should cancel out that stupid-looking face of his...!

Tang Bo feels a part of his soul leave at the unfairness of it all when Chung Myung shifts in his seat in involuntary self-consciousness.

Normal people wouldn't have noticed that—hell, not even Chung Myung himself probably realized!—but Tang Bo knew his hyung. They've spent too much time together to not not know each other's body language.

So why?

Why the hell did Tang Bo just spot a smirk on the man's face, huh?!?!

Chung Myung's eyes waver momentarily for reasons Tang Bo couldn't pick out, but Chung Myung hesitantly (why, hyung?!) opens his mouth and asks, "Have we...met before?"

Tang Bo's eyes nearly bulge out of his skull at the flirtatious-sounding sentence.

He knows Chung Myung doesn't realize it, but his hyung was personally handing over a signed warrant to this man, allowing him permission to take as many shameless liberties as he wanted.

In times like this, Tang Bo wishes his hyung wasn't as socially oblivious as he was.

He knows it's a futile hope to wish that the man missed the opening. But he seemed to recognize that Chung Myung was asking the question with pure face value.

Nonetheless, Tang Bo wishes he hadn't suggested this very detour for some alcohol because then they wouldn't have encountered this tall man in front of them.

The stupid, headband-wearing man hums as he fiddles lightly with the pink tassel on the hilt of his sheathed sword.

His gaze goes a bit distant as if recalling a far-off memory, and when he blinks back to reality, he lets out a deep, vibrating chuckle and locks eyes with Chung Myung.

"You were unforgettable."

Tang Bo's lips tremble. Why did it sound as if this man was insinuating something? His words felt like a romantic confession as well as a pointed barb directed at Tang Bo.

Chung Myung coughs lightly at the odd compliment thrown at him and throws back in one go the remaining alcohol in their shared bottle. He chuckles awkwardly before motioning at the man to sit down on the other side of the table.

Tang Bo doesn't think Chung Myung realizes it, but a light pink flush is spread over his cheeks.

And Tang Bo, unconsciously crushing the cup of alcohol in his hand, knew that it wasn't because of the alcohol.

[yeetzapizza]

Guys do you remember when Rotmhs was a silly action comedy...cause I sure do AND I MISS IT DEARLY

[lovedoso]

I thought this arc was funny so I reread it, maybe I shouldn't have

hooray for character development but...

cm didn't want to go down the village and get alcohol cuz of the sect leader, but he did anyway when he thought baek sang needed it, he cares so much for them ToT

bro even went out his way to select the type of alcohol he wasn't planning to get cuz he knew baek sang needs the bitterness.

[chungmyungenthusiast]

Concern

Notes I

this is a discontinued wip because I didn't know what to add,, anyways MORE FLUFF!!!! can this count as hurt/comfort except it's literal hurt and confrontation ?? who knows,, more chung myung content while I work on the wips :3

He's staring at you. Ah, no. He's frowning, is he angry? He's also bandaged up, did something happen? "You.." Chung Myung starts, and you swear that you see a pout on his lips. Are you laying on the spare bed in the nearby infirmary? Why is he next to you, though? His fingers gently caress your palm, the harshness of his calloused hand making you shiver, his eyebrows furrowing as he observes your hand. "You shouldn't have done that, really. I would have been fine, you know? And now that you went ahead and blocked that attack… You're laying here instead of me, you're so stupidly dumb." He sighs, his eyes still staring at your hand. You didn't do much though, your injuries are nothing compared to his deep ones. Speaking of which, why isn't he in bed right now? Shouldn't he be resting? "Why would I let it hit you?" "..??? What sort of question is that?" "A genuine one." ... He squints at you, his expression doing that thing where it's as if you just told him you're going to throw yourself off a cliff because you couldn't find your favorite cup. [ You did that once. ] "Because I could've easily blocked it?" "In that position? Chung Myung, you were already injured enough. If that hit you then you could've basically said that death knocked on your door once; if you survived, that is." That, kept him quiet for the next few minutes. "You're the idiot," You chuckle, shaking your head. "Just as much as you hate it if I got hurt-" "I loathe it." He interrupts, still a bit frustrated. You simply look at him with a blank look before sighing. "Okay," You nod, "You loathe me getting hurt. We established that multiple times, right? So, you expect me to not be the same way? We both know how stubborn the other is when it comes to such topics, dumbass. Of course I'll feel the same way."

Notes II

I dug deep into my drafts for this one and just edited it a tad bit so um :D

This is your daily reminder to actually communicate with others if you want the relationship to work /hj.. maybe

Eat this up while I continue to work on the reqs.. there's a lot of fluff to write so uh expect some angst after I finish them up :3

[yingtan]

Takeshi Kaneshiro as Chan Kar-fu Anna Magdalena 安娜瑪德蓮娜 (1998) dir. Yee Chung-Man

[ducktracy]

saw "75 influences in 75 seconds" on Twitter and decided to give a go at it! i didn't realize how much print cartooning/fine art/still, non moving images had a stranglehold on me until making this! I'm inspired by so much and so fleetingly it's hard to make a list... still fun to make!

[lildoodlenoodle]

Some style experimentation doodles

[stilost]

Posting to motivate myself to finish🤡

[xycuro-illuminati]

Made another sonic fandub parody featuring @evileyeamulet's e65 Blindspot. Gwen and Miles mess with the Hand phone line to piss off Murderdock and they got Sam into it.

DO NOT TAG AS M/CU

ID under cut:

[ID: Video containing three scenes; the first scene has earth 65 Gwen Stacy in her Spider-Woman/Ghost Spider outfit calling up Miles Morales in his Spider-Man outfit. They're both in their respective worlds in a city landscape. During the "my one polygon is waiting for me" line, Gwen is holding up a rotating 3D image of a round spider gwen tsum tsum toy while Miles laughs at it. Second scene has earth 65 Sam Chung is in a red city landscape looking up at Sam Alexander flying up into the sky. He calls Miles and Miles is hanging upside down from a web string. The angry voice coming in is from earth 65 Matt Murdock, who angrily yells at both of them while the image shakes. Third scene has Gwen trying to call Miles again, but Murdock interrupts Miles by literally pushing his scene away to take over and yell at Gwen. Gwen angrily yells back only for Murdock to take up the screen and tell her to stop calling Miles. End ID]

[lisisko]

fanart: @ Marmal_0329 on twitter, @ won_hwasan on twitter, @vantabone (❤️) on tumblr, @ Omaw_hwa on twitter, @ alalfm147 on twitter, tang bo voiceover