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yi bang-won
I keep thinking about this line :( *lays on the floor*
i think about bang-won’s fan collection every single day because he wasn’t meant to use a fan as a prop: it wasn’t put in the script, the costume designers didn’t decide it beforehand, it just...happened. jang hyuk just got a painted fan he liked so much he decided to walk on set with it and use it and everyone just agreed the idea was rad as hell and let him roll with it because...well...they probably saw what that yi bang-won looked like and (understandably) went “hell yes”.
but the thing is — he was gifted one fan. a singular fan. this means that everyone just liked him and his fan so much they decided to get him an entire collection of fans to use as props on set, and you know what? i’d do the same thing.
Fic: Days of No Surrender
This tumblr still exists, so I might as well promo stuff on it right? Somedays a ship punches you so hard it rearranges your entire body chemistry. Sometimes that ship is in a fandom with three people in it! We live as best we can. 7k, My Country: The New Age, explicit, Yi Bang-won/Seo Hwi (with background Seonhwi bc obvs), warnings for poorly negotiated kink, consensual non-consent, insane power imbalance, gratuitous amounts of pining (for the person you’re fucking), unequally requited affection, canon-accurate background radiation of misery, yi bang-won being an absolutely mindblowing lay but you’ll never get to experience that yourself because he’s a fictionalised version of a man who died 600 years ago so you’ll just have to go through life knowing about his incredible ass eating potential but never once experiencing it
Hwi runs his thumbnail beneath the nail of his middle finger. When he bathed earlier tonight he’d found blood there, buried down to the quick. “If daegun dislikes my insolence, he knows best how to stop my mouth.” Bang-won’s hand pauses, halfway through bringing his cup to his lips. His eyes crinkle and go hot; his gaze rakes over Hwi and Hwi feels the crawling prickle of arousal Bang-won always elicits in him, like feeling returning to a dead limb. Is this why he came?
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