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Random PNGs, part 218
(1. Perfume bottle by Julien Viard, 2. Diptych compass and sundial from c. 1595, 3. Astrology map, 4. Half-moon banjo, 5. Illustration from manuscript "La Sfera", 6. "Étoile cosmique" by Raymond Roussel from 1923, 7. Illustration by Cesare Ripa, 8. Constellation Cygnus from medieval manuscript, 9. Medieval signet ring)
Such a small but lovely detail I’ve noticed about Sangwoo.
Sangwoo never spoke informally to Gihun.
He always referred to Gihun as “Hyung” no matter the circumstance, even if he was trying to avoid him, angry at him, frustrated, sad or on the verge of killing him, he always called him Hyung, his mouth naturally calling his name in respect, even if he tries to deny the attachment he has to Gihun, the person he grew with, the person who he considers family, a loved one, and someone he so deeply cares about that his body unconsciously cares for him, unable to detach from him. He can’t deny how much he truly cares for him, even if he is bloody, he knows just how deeply their relationship runs, and how much it affects him in turn. The boy infront of him was once a kid just like him, both playing games and laughing with each other, both now sharing mothers, and now sharing wounds.
He’ll always be that little boy that played squid game with his hyung and lost, the two little kids who would run to their mothers for food, but like he said. “Nobody is calling us anymore” the bitter truth of their twisted lives now, their childhood tainted with blood.
pls do cho sangwoo twt links
since you asked so nicely 😘
Cho Sangwoo twitter links
thrusting up into you
sitting on his face
tying and blindfolding him
making the bed shake
fucking you thru your panties
floor sex
breeding you
giving you what you want
getting your brains fucked out
There’s always time for more
(218): Fucking hate kids. In particular I hate our kids.
9-1-1 (2018 - present) 2.18 - This Life We Choose
I love being delulu about fictional men specifically these two WHO AGREES
