#songkang

[en-lov3r]

𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨..

[kdrama-boyfriend-club]

i rebinged the jtbc show nevertheless on netflix and its fully taken over my brain. i didnt like it on my first watch bc (like many ppl) the red flag romance at the center was too distracting

this time around i focused on the freedom the show gives na-bi to make bad decisions rather than jae-ons bad behavior and i found it to be a more interesting viewing experience. na-bi isnt the kdrama heroine who upholds the moral core of the story. lol she isnt even making baseline sane choices for herself. shes messy af w her crush but na-bi knows this abt herself (carried out w incredible acting by han so hee)

i like how the show gives na-bi a lot of agency. very often the relationship advances bc na-bi makes the escalating move. no doubt jae-on pursues her but the relationship only goes to the next stage when she decides: she makes the first kiss, she lets him know when shes ready to sleep with him, shes the one who cuts him off and lets him back in

and the queer subplot w soljiwan or even bit-nas own fuckboy character arc is nuanced and non-judgmental which is so ahead of its time. was there any queer content on mainstream kdramas in 2021 (im asking genuinely) im certain there werent any that dealt explicitly w coming out. i love that nevertheless told a friends-to-lovers story btwn two lesbian characters that wasnt corny or saddled w social stigma. sol and ji-wan got to be tender and complicated and figure things out as queer women without having to represent something or overcome anything. they just got to be two ppl at the center of their own love story

for me freedom is the key idea in this drama. these women are free to be themselves and that includes the freedom to say yes to what they want and the freedom to be complex. nevertheless doesnt romanticize toxic relationships. if anything it shows how confusing and painful and embarrassing they can be but also how helplessly intoxicating they can be too. ive been there, everyones gotten caught up before and i think that story deserves to be told

im always surprised by how much ppl resist an unlikable character. personally i love watching nevertheless bc its sexy and messy and its filmed beautifully w unwavering emphasis on the female gaze. also the ost is sooo dreamy. lol it probably says a lot abt me but this drama also felt truthful abt what its like to go thru love in your early twenties

viewership for nevertheless was rly low when it aired on korean tv bc (once again) the show was ahead of its time. i guess what im trying to say is nevertheless is over-hated and if you havent already pls give it another chance. sorry to be so straight i cant help it but at the v least youll be blessed w song kangs beautiful face on screen many many times

[kangjaehyuk]

hyunhyuk ramble because they're so in love

tldr; hyunsu means so much to eunhyuk that he, a neohuman who's supposed to be emotionless, was able to smile at the sight of him before he relearned how to feel in the finale.

full analysis under the cut

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even though it's barely noticeable, neohuman eunhyuk smiled when he saw hyunsu for the first time in almost a year, despite claiming that neohumans have "evolved past the need for emotion"

i'm sure a lot of people are familiar with muscle memory, but aside from remembering certain motor skills, our bodies can also store emotions. this is why we're able to feel butterflies in our stomach when we're nervous, our chest feels heavy when we're sad, etc. it's almost impossible for a "human" being to be 100% logical and unfeeling because the framework by our reasoning is defined by our emotions. this is why eunhyuk could regain all his emotions in the finale.

it's most likely that emotions are pushed deep into a neohuman's unconscious mind the same way traumatic memories are, they serve no purpose to the neohuman. however, both can resurface to the conscious mind with the right triggers. in this case, it's hyunsu.

having been reborn with emotions that have no major importance in his wiring, it's only natural that his body isn't used to expressing any of them. so when he reunites with hyunsu, the happiness that arises in him must be so intense, that his muscle memory makes him subtly smile. these emotions are what's left of human eunhyuk, the one who went back to green home because of hyunsu before he let himself become part of its collapse.

not only that, he smiles A SECOND TIME when he asks hyunsu for help, this time being more obvious.

in contrast to the poker face he had when speaking, eunhyuk really meant it when he said he missed hyunsu, even if he was just talking to his monster.

the scene where he tries to relearn how to smile/properly feel emotions by imitating he and eunyu's family picture just further proves my point. when he tries to make himself smile, it looks unnatural and uncanny. (he's trying his best tho and that's what counts)

additionally, you can see the smile reach his eyes when he was with hyunsu.

going back to the picture, him keeping it also proves my point of neohumans' emotions just being buried in their unconscious mind. there's no logical reason for him to hold onto it. he didn't lose his memories, therefore he didn't forget eunyu. the only reason he has it is because of emotional attachment, and he doesn't realize it. he doesn't realize he's more emotional than he thinks he is in general.

[wonnieloves]

never let her out of your sight

never stay far away from her

never . . . fall in love with her . . . 💗

[maxilliandesign0911]

Moodboard Song Kang (My Demon)

Se pegar por favor dar os devidos créditos!

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[boobeo1133]

concept chụp đẹp, người mẫu cũng đẹp luôn :(

mê lắm mỗi lần mấy diễn viên chụp tạp chí để quảng bá phim của mình, concept thời trang với chụp ảnh bên Hàn cứ phải gọi là đỉnh :(

091223.

[sweetberryin]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Han Sohee

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ✵ . 　 .　꠶ ִֶָ 　 🥀🐚 　 ִֶָ ⊹ 　. 　 . 𖥽

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𐀔.. ʚ sweetberryin ɞ ⋆་

[mminhologiaa]

Sweet Decay

TW: Mentions of blood, dead bodies, character death.

This is a sweet home angst au!

Word count: 1.2k

Cha Hyun-su woke up to the sound of dripping.

He lays there for a moment, letting the darkness settle in his eyes. The room smelled of mildew and iron, the kind of stench that never quite faded. His body ached. Every breath felt like swallowing glass, but that was normal now. Pain was just another sensation, like hunger, like exhaustion.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Something warm and thick ran down his cheek. He reached up, fingers brushing against the sticky wetness. Blood.

His?

Maybe. Maybe not.

He pushed himself up, wincing at the dull throb in his skull. His apartment was in shambles. Broken glass littered the floor, reflecting the dim glow of the emergency lights. The door hung loosely on its hinges, as if something had tried to claw its way inside—or perhaps, something had clawed its way out.

Hyun-su exhaled shakily. The silence pressed against his ears, too thick, too loud. He should check on the others. See if Eun-yu was still alive. See if Ji-su had found a way to hold on. See if Sang-wook was still standing.

He needed to move.

But then he saw it.

A shadow, standing in the corner of the room.

Still. Silent. Watching.

His breath caught in his throat. His fingers curled into fists. The emergency lights flickered, casting jagged shapes across the walls. The shadow did not move, but its presence seeped into the air like poison.

“Who’s there?” His voice came out hoarse, barely above a whisper.

No response.

Hyun-su’s heartbeat thundered in his ears. He took a slow step forward, muscles tensed, ready to run or fight. But as he drew closer, the shape unraveled, breaking apart into nothing.

Just the darkness.

Just his mind playing tricks on him.

Again.

Hyun-su let out a breath and rubbed his eyes. He needed to get a grip. The infection was inside him, writhing beneath his skin, whispering in his ears, but he wasn’t gone. Not yet. He still had control.

Didn’t he?

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The hallways were empty.

Hyun-su moved through the shadows, every footstep echoing like a gunshot in the quiet. The scent of rot clung to the air, the remnants of death and something worse. He kept his eyes forward, ignoring the shapes that seemed to slither at the edges of his vision.

Something was wrong.

He could feel it in his bones.

The stairwell was covered in blood. Smears of crimson painted the walls, streaked in frantic patterns. There had been a fight here. No bodies, just the aftermath.

Hyun-su clenched his jaw. His fingers twitched at his side. He should turn back. Find another route.

But then he heard it.

A voice.

Soft. Faint.

Calling his name.

“Hyun-su…”

His breath stilled.

It came from below, curling up the stairwell like smoke. A whisper, familiar and distant all at once.

His mother’s voice.

His hands clenched. His nails dug into his palms.

It wasn’t real.

It wasn’t real.

He stepped back—

And something grabbed his wrist.

Cold fingers, thin and trembling.

He turned sharply, heart slamming against his ribs.

It was his mother.

Pale. Hollow-eyed. Standing right there, in front of him.

She smiled. It was a horrible thing, that smile. Too wide. Too wrong.

“You should come home,” she said.

Hyun-su staggered back, ripping his wrist free. His breath came in short, shallow bursts. This wasn’t happening. This wasn’t real.

“You’re dead,” he whispered.

She cocked her head. “Does that matter?”

His throat closed. His vision blurred at the edges. His mother took a step forward, bare feet silent against the floor.

“Hyun-su,” she murmured. “It’s not so bad. Just let go.”

A sharp, stinging pain coiled around his skull. The whispers inside him grew louder.

Let go.

Let go.

Let go.

His hands trembled. He pressed them to his temples, nails digging into his skin. He couldn’t listen. Couldn’t fall into it.

He squeezed his eyes shut.

When he opened them again—

She was gone.

Just the blood.

Just the empty hallway.

Hyun-su stumbled back, chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths.

He needed to move.

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The survivors were dead.

Or maybe they had never been there at all.

The apartment complex was a graveyard, rooms filled with ghosts and echoes of things that should have never been. Hyun-su walked through the wreckage, his reflection trailing behind him in broken shards of glass.

His fingers twitched at his sides. The whispers were louder now.

He had been fighting for so long. Holding on by fraying threads. But for what? There was no one left.

He wasn’t even sure if he was still here.

Something shifted in the corner of his eye. A flicker of movement.

He turned—

And saw himself.

Standing there, at the end of the hall.

Black veins curling beneath pale skin. Golden eyes gleaming in the dim light.

The monster inside him.

It smiled.

“You’re tired, aren’t you?” it asked.

Hyun-su swallowed. His throat felt raw.

“You don’t have to fight anymore,” it whispered. “Just let go.”

His hands curled into fists. His breath came ragged, unsteady.

“I’m still me,” he said.

The monster tilted its head. “Are you?”

Hyun-su exhaled sharply. He turned away, forcing himself to move. One step. Then another.

The whispers did not stop.

The darkness stretched long and endless ahead of him.

And somewhere, in the depths of his mind—

A door creaked open.

And something else stepped through.

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Hyun-su didn’t know when he started laughing.

Soft at first. A quiet chuckle bubbling in his throat, like a secret whispered in the dark. But it didn’t stop. It grew, stretched, twisted into something else. A jagged, hollow sound that scraped against his ribs.

His knees buckled. He fell forward, hands catching against the bloodstained floor. His reflection stared back at him in a shard of glass.

It grinned.

Not his face.

Not anymore.

Black veins pulsed beneath his skin. His eyes flickered, golden light bleeding through the cracks. The laughter didn’t stop. It filled the empty halls, curling around him like smoke.

He was so tired.

So tired of fighting.

So tired of pretending he was still human.

The whispers were no longer whispers.

They were his own thoughts.

You were never meant to survive.

You were always meant to become this.

Hyun-su dragged a trembling hand across his face. His mouth ached from smiling. His chest ached from laughing.

He understood now.

The struggle had been pointless.

There was no one left to protect. No reason to fight.

The monster had won.

And maybe, just maybe—

It had been him all along.