#뿡빵뀨

[honeyimissjoo]

Mignon, 2023 dir. by 뿡빵뀨 (Bboong Bbang Kkyu)

[hanatondra]

I think it's very fitting that my first post here is them 💙

🌐: https://amzn.to/3UxKHhZ

[alen09blog]

過度呼吸

這和強烈的責任感、單純的善意、溫暖的同情心等抽限概念有關。同樣地，遺憾的原因與黑暗的人被耀眼的東西所吸引的心理，以及不成熟的人被堅強而完美的東西所吸引的感覺，還有在意想不到的瞬間迎面而來的微笑那樣單純的事物，它們的來源都是相同的（頁19）。 還沒整理好的感情就像是被抓住腳踝一樣糾纏著，沒什麼話要說卻總是想轉身過去大聲呼喊他的名字，真是件可笑的事。對於沒有勇氣的人來說，欲望本身就是一種痛苦，就像積滿水氣無法傾瀉而出的積雨雲一樣，李明艱難的邁開了潮溼的步伐（頁22）。 摘自J.Soori、뿡빵뀨《Hyperventilation》（과호��）下（Racie譯）

究竟保全自己還是周全自己，孰輕孰重，何以衡量？那麼迷惘的行屍走肉，搖搖欲墜地，以活下去為目標的振作，踩著心碎散漫與麻木不仁的節拍，雨低落地下著，汗濕了屁股縫，口罩裡悶著抿起來的心聲。以致於什麼人的事聽起來都有點好笑，什麼珍貴的好事都流星似地消逝在你的視線裡，什麼亂七八糟的錯誤都像是髒汙那般侵入你空虛的情節裡。

抵禦這些失望的集結，滲透，占領，我是愈來愈沒有把握了。

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Henry Moodie這首歌讓我想起Joe Brooks的音樂。本來這個月就想放April Winds，那就剛好了。

[queerographies]

[Hyperventilation][Bboong Bbang Kkyu]

Clicca qui per acquistare il libro Titolo: HyperventilationScritto da: Bboong Bbang KkyuTitolo originale: 과호흡Tradotto da: Laura TrimignoEdito da: J-POPAnno: 2024Pagine: 176ISBN: 9788834908716 Durante un ritrovo tra compagni di scuola, Myeong non riesce a togliere gli occhi di dosso dall’ex rappresentante di classe. Nonostante il tempo passato, l’attrazione che prova per lui è rimasta la stessa,…

[captainfdtg]

📷: ‘hyperventilation’ by lewin 뿡빵뀨 

🎵: clair de lune by claude debussy

[every2mine]

과호흡 / Hyperventilation

is getting a manhwa series!

You already know how good the animated series is.... And finally we getting the manhwa..... How can I not sharing this to you guys ㅠㅠ

Omgggg please support 뿡빵뀨선생님 with easy step!

She published this manhwa on bookcube.com, so all you can do is go to that site and search for hyperventilation!

Can wait to see more chapter ahead because the romance is not ending with just that!

[anayaoi]

Unbelievable Space Love

Título: Unbelievable Space Love Autora: Lewin (뿡빵뀨) Ano: 17 de Julho de 2018 ( Mundial ) Episódios: 10 episódios Dirigido por: Lewin (뿡빵뀨) Duração: 10 minutos Gênero(s): Drama; Romance; Yaoi; BL; Países de Origem: Coreia do Sul Classificação: Não recomendado para menores de 12 anos. Créditos: Cake Yaoi

Sinopse: No sonho, um romance começa com um estranho.

BAIXAR

Episódio 01 pCloud | Online | Onli…

[pleazetsky]

this is not about yoi.

this is about a recently-paid BL animation called Hyperventilation currently airing on youtube. one of the main reasons why it stopped airing for free is the rising amount of reports of illegal uploads. 

the creator has written explicitly that they do not allow the reproduction of their videos, even gifs with no permission from them. 

this is a post of theirs on twitter:

they’ve already pleaded with their viewers yet illegal uploads still persist. if this continues, the videos will air in korea exclusively. 

[diabolik--love]

pirating a 50 cent video is messed up 😡 this artist works alone with the help of two voice actors and people can't respect that? wtf is wrong with these people 😬 it's only 50 cents like how cheap can you be? it's not like japanese anime where they have studio sponsorship ITS KOREAN!

self managed work right there gawd

[javichanwaitsumokedaruge]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0X8orUp-BAI)

finally with subtitles! <3 <3

hyperventilation ch. 1!

Of course thanks to the artist for all her work :) support her in everyway you can :)

I said it in my last post, but this is beautiful...please look it!...you are gonna fealt your heart ache when the music starts <3

[hiisflame]

drabble / COUGHING FIT. they came at the most inopportune times. they put a stopgap in his lungs and forced him to subsist on tiny breaths. sometimes, bare specks of red would stain white sheets and pale palms. he hated them the most out of any of his maladies that crept into his body during a spell of exhaustion. he hated seeing Frieda reach for his hand when he tried to read over the scripture, eyes aglow with fear and worry as his small frame shook and he eventually disappeared down vast hallways. they took his voice away from him, the words he so delicately strung together to show love and devotion to the heavens but to the earth and souls around him.

here, he lay bare, gossamer sheets entangled around his form. the summer night air poured in through the open window, bringing alternating gifts of comfort and more stifling heat. the scent of iron lingered in his nose, bringing back recent, vividly clear memories. a moment of weakness, pressing his finger to Kenny’s blade, enough to draw just that little bit of blood. quick work was made of the large band of ravenous mercenaries, held on high by the king himself; not in prayer nor celebration were their memories wiped.

he could remember the cacophony of tendons snapping as the same knife that had brought forth the god within him ripped through the connections to his titan. pulled free and held by the shoulders, he took the scolding for playing the hero, the glow in his eyes slowly fading, as did his strength.

once they had returned to the castle, it wasn’t long before his brother caught up. why had he used the founder to protect Kenny, why did this and how did that - it all faded into one until he heard a caustic hiss that his companion was learned in the ways of slashing, after all, Rod had reminded him — only to be scorned with Uri’s instant backlash and flight to his room to be alone. he feared not knowing why he felt the way he did; it was not only unknown, but blossoming into a vicious flower. he let it eat away at his heart to learn its bite marks, let his mind wander on what exactly it was, what exactly he wanted.

open thy soul, for ye are a shepherd not only of the flock but of your own salvation. remain ignorant of your path, and you will only guide, blindly.

the words had lifted of the page to him, sung a new song though he’d read them thousands of times. as his body had been lifted from his desk, silver hair brushed down into his face, he couldn’t help but utter for his clothes to be taken off; on top of the fatigue, the heat slowed him, seeped into his bones and stayed like pooled lava in the pit of his stomach. blue eyes contrasted with pink cheeks, following every little movement of calloused hands in the silence of his bedroom.

his skin was hot to the touch, after worried mumbles about a fever, words drifted more and more sparsely. there were no room for them between their lips. in these moments, at the mercy of one man, him — these were when he felt purely free. he felt unburdened by the legacy of hundreds of kings; scripture become flesh and bone, every noise he made sounded like a prayer, a plea. featherlite laughter was swallowed up into careful kisses that soon lost their cautious edge. Uri trusted every touch, every mumbled whisper, every hushed curse.

Don’t ya dare fuckin’ pull that shit again.

it ached with worry. he couldn’t help but smile, lie that he’d never do it again.

delicate fingers brushed warm skin, brushing through dark hair and tracing features. he wanted to memorise every bit, map him like the stars. though, his surveying was interrupted, replaced by fingertips digging into sweat slicked skin, the movement adorned with gasps and trembling frame. sin had no place here — this was no affront to faith, it was an affirmation, an answered prayer, a revelation — 

and yet, his body pulled him back down to earth. the sound of the coughs rattled through the room, dry and hacking.

movement stopped, heavy breathing turned into panted demands to breathe, old man. they both knew he couldn’t. tears welled up in his eyes, his mind fraught with too many emotions to handle even one at a time. they all bled together, shifting like oil on water. distantly, he wanted to scream, to damn his body and the curse he’d taken on — all he wanted was to drown in love.

and he would, nearly.

a familiar hand clasped over his mouth, rough fingerprints splayed across his cheek, thumb pressed against his cheekbone, causing cloudy blue eyes to blow open and stare. his body still shook with the force of the coughs, but the hand stayed firm. he gazed into Kenny’s stare — he found no malice, and Kenny would find no fear in his. a complete surrender, a promise, a confession, all passed between eyes.

the tremors ceased, and pale fingers came to rest over those that had once been eternally bloodstained. red strings connected bruised lips to his protector’s palm as it pulled away, and desperate gasps for oxygen pulled into sore lungs. he could expect nothing less — care under the guise of violence, a healing touch from a sinner to a god.

You said y’can’t die yet. Keep your promises, shortie.

a smile, an act of beauty so delicate it threatened to melt like sugar into salt water, only for Kenny. “I will, Kenny. I will.”

@xackrmnn​. inspired by Hyperventilation ( 과호흡 ) by 뿡빵뀨.

[jealouscoffee]

Updated message from 뿡빵뀨 of Hyperventilation.  Look, guys I can’t stress this enough - no re-uploading, no making of gifs from the videos, and no screencaps.  

[every2mine]

[UPDATED] [과호흡] ep.4 - 뿡빵뀨 A Korean animation titled [Hyperventilation]

For all of you who binge these 2017 Korean-toon gay love, one new add up to your gay-themed watch recommendation! KEEP SUPPORT THE CREATOR ON NAVERTV AND YOUTUBE, IT MAYBE MADE INTO PAID CONTENT ACCORDING TO YOUR COUNTRY.

[mementothings-blog]

Hi everyone, there are all the episodes of Hyperventilation on this link.

For those who would ask, I asked permission to Lewin before putting the link on my Tumblr.