#park hoon

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guy in a fist fight who's clearly winning but he's sobbing and wailing the whole time

guys visibly getting their asses kicked but they're talking shit like they're winning

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um so this was hot

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I can praise Gonwoo and Woojin till the rest of my life, but let’s talk about Mr. Moon (or Park Hoon)

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The Nice Guy Whump List

Whumpees: Park Seok Cheol played by Lee Dong Wook, Kang Tae Hoon played by Park Hoon

Where to Watch: Disney+, Hulu

Genre: Action, romance, melodrama

Synopsis: Depicts the story of Park Seok Cheol, the eldest grandson of a third-generation gangster family with an unexpectedly pure heart, and his first love Kang Mi Yeong, who dreams of becoming a singer. Seok Cheol faces the tumultuous ups and downs of life with tears and laughter to protect his family, career, and love.

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Park Seok Cheol

Ep1- walking unsteady, blood on his face, collapses into seat, out of breath, hand bleeding, running, holding his arm in pain, stabbed in the stomach, collapses, choking ; brief fight

Ep2- thrown against a pile of books, groaning in pain, fighting, punched in the face, bloody lip, slammed against a table, on the ground groaning in pain, trapped in a fire, exhausted after escaping ; emotional confrontation with his father

Ep3- flashback emotional moment with Taehoon

Ep4- none

Ep5- nightmare, wakes in a panic ; confrontation with Samgyeol, slapped

Ep6-9- none

Ep10- in a wreck, stumbles out, face bloody, limping, collapses ; unconscious in ED bed, head bandaged, wakes up, wincing, friends worried about him

Ep11- emotional breakup with FL, crying

Ep12- confrontation with old gang, fighting, hit on the back with bat, falls, beaten ; wakes up groaning, tied up, wounds on his face, worried about TH, struggling to get out of bonds ; breathing heavy, helped to stand, limping ; running holding his arm, being chased, staggering, collapses into seat, bleeding from the arm, breathing heavily ; cleaning wounds to hide injuries from FL, followed, stabbed in the stomach, gasping, falls to the ground, struggling to breathe, FL worried for him, pushed on gurney through hospital, barely conscious, in surgery ; mentions he’s in a coma ; unconscious in hospital bed, FL and family worried about him ; wakes up, gasping, groaning in pain, holding his side, painfully sits up, being checked out, weak ; visited by friends, speaking weakly, falls asleep ; wakes up, painfully sits up, groaning in pain, helped to walk, holding side ; confrontation

Kang Tae Hoon

Ep3- flashback at sisters funeral, confrontation with old boss, thrown against wall, falls to the ground coughing

Ep8- flashback to sisters funeral, later hanging from the ceiling getting beaten with a bat, spitting blood, weak, rescued by ML, helped to walk, limping

Ep12- walking into trap, ambushed, fighting lots of men, hit in the back with board, falls down stairs, wounds on his face, rescued by his men, coughing, struggling to speak

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* PARK HOON as GU JEONGMAN in trigger / 트르거 ( 2025 )

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The Devil and the Angel - Gu Jeong-Man x Fem!Reader

A/N: I'm on my second watch of Trigger, and this man deserved better!

Synopsis: Gu Jeong-Man watches a beautiful stranger take a tumble in the rain. But doing one good deed doesn't erase a lifetime of sins. And can he forget you once he sees you to safety?

The streets of Seoul were slick with rain, the downpour soaking every inch of the city. The neon lights of bars and businesses reflected in the puddles, bathing the world in colourful hues of pinks, purples and blues.

Gu Jeong-Man stood under the cover of a local dive bar, dragging deeply on a cigarette as he watched the world pass by. He’d always loved the rain, relished the way it soaked through his clothes, as if the water could wash away all his gory sins. No one noticed him as he stood there, surveying the world from his place in the gutter.

He was growing tired of the city, growing tired of working his hands to goddamn bone for nothing in return. He’d never asked for much, just a decent way of life for him and his men, and an ounce of fucking respect. Was that too much to ask? It wasn’t just his boss who lacked respect, it was the entire damn world. People used to have manners, people used to look out for one another. But now, strangers barged passed him in the street without so much as an apology. People took what they want with no regard for others. He may not be going to heaven, but he was entirely sure many people these days wouldn’t. Too many humans were selfish bastards.

Passersby were so engulfed in their phones or getting out of the wet, that they didn’t see the young woman fall. One moment, she was rushing through the rain, her emerald-green trench coat billowing out behind her as she battled the elements. The next, she was on the ground, her knees hitting the asphalt with a sickening thud that could be heard even above the heavy rain fall. He watched you scramble for your papers, your hair clinging to your face, rivulets of water running down your brow and dripping off your nose. Your bag had burst open, the contents spilling forth into a puddle, your phone almost entirely submerged. Jeong-Man watched people walk past you, some even stepping over you as you tried desperately to retrieve your sodden belongings. You must be in pain; that had been a hell of a fall.

Jeong-Man wanted to go and help you, but he had a steadfast rule: never engage with anyone outside of business. He couldn’t risk it, not in his line of work. But then he saw you trying to stuff your papers back in your purse, only for them to disintegrate into soggy mush in your hands. He couldn’t tell due to the rain and the darkness, but he was sure you were crying. He couldn’t leave you like that; it would make him as selfish as everyone else who passed you by.

“Do you need help?” he asked, his voice drowned out by the pouring rain. “Miss?” he said, louder this time. “Do you need help?” “I’m… I’m ok!” you called back. You’d definitely been crying, your voice was thick with emotion.

Jeong-Man watched as you tried to stand, your bare knees bloodied, the blood running down your shins mixing with the rain. You cried out as you put weight on your left ankle. With the tumble you’d taken, he wouldn’t be surprised if it was broken.

“Let me help you.” Jeong-Man’s arm encircled your waist, half walking, half dragging you down the road. “I think you need to go to the hospital,” he mused, your hisses of pain echoing in his ear. He was acutely aware of your vanilla perfume, the scent clinging to your skin despite the downpour. Your hair smelled like shea butter and even though your mascara cascaded down your face, you were remarkable.

“Probably,” you laughed, gritting your teeth as another wave of pain shot through your ankle. “Hopefully I die of embarrassment first, though.” Jeong-Man laughed as he eased you into the car, handing you a towel from the backseat. He shouldn’t be doing this, shouldn’t be inviting a stranger into his car. The inside of his busted up mini-van had seen its far share of beatings, dead bodies and interrogations. And now it housed a beautiful, rain-soaked woman who probably couldn’t even begin to imagine the atrocities he’d committed, even in her worst nightmares. But he also couldn’t leave you, he’d never be able to live with himself if he didn’t step in. He’d just drop you at the nearest hospital and then be on his way. He’d never see you again after today, but he’d rest easy knowing he’d helped you.

The inside of his car was soaked, your vanilla-shea scent combo filling the car. “I’m so sorry,” you muttered, trying to wipe down the gearbox. “I am so embarrassed.” Jeong-Man smiled. “Everyone takes a tumble now and again,” he assured you. “Yeah, but only kids bust up their knees like this. I’m a grown woman. I should have a little more spatial awareness.”

As Jeong-Man pulled away from his parking spot, he turned to you. “Where were you hurrying off to?” You were dressed professionally in a skirt and heels, not designer brands, but decent threads all the same. “I was coming back from a meeting,” you told him. “I was rushing to get to the subway because I just wanted to go home. I’d forgotten my umbrella so figured I’d just make a run for it. In hindsight, probably shouldn’t have run in heels.”

Despite his better judgement, he found himself wondering where you lived, and who you lived with. Did you have a boyfriend? A husband? Was there someone to take you home after the hospital patched you up? He couldn’t let himself think like that, couldn’t let his mind wander.

The lights of the hospital came in to view sooner than Jeong-Man would have liked. He didn’t want to say goodbye, didn’t want to leave you knowing he’d never see you again. But that was life, and Jeong-Man didn’t belong in yours.

He helped you out of the car, your whimpers of pain pulling on the heart he didn’t realise he had. “Can I carry you?” he asked, “I don’t think you should be putting weight on that ankle.” “Ok,” you nodded, but he could see embarrassment flash in your eyes. “Just don’t drop me.” “I won’t drop you,” he promised, the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d smiled.

As he carried you through the doors, a nurse noticed you, running forward with a wheelchair. He set you gently into the seat, smiling at you again. The sterile lights of the hospital did nothing to dim your beauty. He knew as he looked at you that he’d never forget your eyes. “Get yourself checked in,” Jeong-Man said. He watched as the nurse wheeled you away, fighting with his head and heart. He wanted to stay, but he knew he couldn’t. His world didn’t allow for someone like you to be a part of it.

He turned and left before you were done registering yourself, not daring to look back. The scent of you clung to his jacket, the softness of your voice still lingering in his ears. The rain had all but ceased now, and Jeong-Man had work to do.

He hoped you had someone to care for you, to make sure you got home and were well-fed and looked after. Maybe in another life, Jeong-Man could have stayed, could have made sure you got home, cooked you some food and made sure you were warm and dry.

But in this life, he’d signed a deal with the devil. In this life he was paying for his sins. And a devil like him would never be enough for an angel like you.

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Bloodhounds (Season 2)

TV Shows/Dramas watched in 2026

Bloodhounds (Season 2, 2026, South Korea)

Director & Writer: Jason Kim (based on the webtoon by Jeong Chan)

Mini-review:

It's been a long time since the first season came out, but I remember loving it. This one boasts simpler, straight-to-the-point plotting. While that means that the show treads the same thematic ground once again, it also keeps the pacing fast as hell, creating adrenaline-spiking entertainment. Still, Jason Kim manages to inject necessary doses of humor into the story, even during fight scenes. The standout element of the show is obviously the stunning fight choreography, supported by dynamic camera work, amazing sound design and incredibly committed performances by the cast. Woo Do Hwan gets the most opportunities to shine, but Rain also makes for an imposing antagonist. The ending leaves the door open for more seasons (and even a spin-off, maybe?), and I'm definitely here for more Bloodhounds.

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The Good Man

Cast: Lee Dong Wook; Lee Sung Kyung; Oh Na Ra; Ryu Hye Young; Park Hoon; Yoo Jae Myung Release: 2025 [X]