#call of duty horangi

[ivory-icyicicle]

King of cats 👑

[artistcalledbella]

Caaaan you draw Horangiiiiiiiiii? And ellieeeeee from tlou?

Horangi, yes! Ellie, no 🙂‍↔️ (don’t like tlou)

[vithoma]

They hurt his feelings, how rude they :(

[fefy--art]

same ;)

[venomous-ragno]

Gif practice Pt.3/?: Operators and their lil animation when your mouse hovers on them

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[shoukiko]

hii! i hope im doing this right, but could i request some headcanons for horangi (mw2)? tysm !!

I BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE AHA One of my friends is absolutely obbsessed with this man so I am happy to do this <3

Horangi (Kim Hong-jin) Headcanons!!

A lot of people headcanon his face as very scarred so that's why he wears a mask. As much as I love this, I like to think he's just really paranoid that someone may recognize him.

Broad shoulders, good for holding.

Buff, big muscles, but he has a dad tummy. mmmmuah

If you want to pursue a romantic relationship with him, he'd be really put off for a bit, only because he's afraid of you thinking he's a really irresponsible and low life man because of his past.

He has 100% improved since then, he's a better man now.

He'd want you to handle the finances in the relationship though.

Please forgive me, My korean isn't the greatest, I'm getting these off the top of my head.

He uses pet names a lot, 자기야 (Jagiya / Babe) 내 사랑 (Nae Sarang / My love) 여보 (Yeo bo / Honey) 내꺼 (Naekkeo / Mine). Those are just the main ones.

He'd def give you a nickname about something he loves about you.

Maybe he thinks your eyes are adorable so he calls you 내강아지 (Nae Gang Aji / My Puppy)

Clingy, like the clingy that's like borderline annoying, but he can't help it. He just wants to be around you.

If you're shorter he'd come to you and just rest his chin on the top of your head, maybe give a lil peck.

Would hold you and sway back and forth for comfort.

When he's angry, he's ANGRY.

You can hear it in his voice that he is fuming, kinda hot

what?

who said that?

"뽀뽀 (Ppo Ppo / Kiss please)" *Kiss* "Thank-ah you"

Would speak to you in Korean, you may not be able to understand, but you like how comfortable he sounds when speaking it.

Karaoke dates <3

He sucks at singing <3

He loves watching you sing though.

Likes when you're sitting on his lap, he finds it very endearing.

He listens to really soft songs, some ballades, some just emotional. Like Lee Hi, I don't make the rules. ONLY is one of his faves. Maybe also Han Dong Geun. Farewell is a good song from him

Totally not an excuse to share the music I like.

He's not huge on PDA, he'd hold your hand, but kissing is pushing it a bit.

"N-not now.. Later, okay?"

Honestly, work may come first for a while when you're finally with him.

He'd work on it, you guys would compromise, all he wants is for you to be happy and loved.

If you're a civillian, coming home day would be filled with his face in your chest as he's passed out on you. Constant holding, clinging, never wanting to let go.

Deploying is the worst. He'd be the type to tear up and say "Wait for me."

I'LL WAIT FOR YOU POOKIE!!!!

I hope this fills your heart <3

[carelessapples]

horangi doodles 🐯🐯

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

[ivory-icyicicle]

Gentle Giant + cat horgani

[theteabush]

Incest with Horangi sounds so fucking hot like HELP 💀 I find the subject very weird irl but in fiction is so hot???!

[vithoma]

Booys

[yunatheintrovert]

Some thoughts on Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin (and why he is my favorite Kortac operator)

König/Horangi shippers DNI.

Here's some thoughts and a bit of analysis on South Korean operator Horangi with some simpery sprinkled in from a Korean-American perspective:

There's a lot of small details in his uniform that tells some things about his character.

The circled area includes an uncomplete heart (likely a taegeuk [circle part of the South Korean flag] heart and also his own callsign "Horangi" written in Hangul. This in translation reads as "tiger" which is also the meaning of his callsign.

And tbh, it's pretty cute that he wrote his callsign on his own vest right above a little drawn heart.

On the back of his vest are tally marks (which likely indicate kills or the amount of gambling debts he owes) and a colored taegeuk heart, which is the circle part of the South Korean flag (not to be confused with pepsi's logo, which is also amusing).

What's interesting about this detail of the taegeuk heart on his uniform is that it shows a pretty clear sense of patriotism in his character despite him being a former gambler turned mercenary.

Another interesting little detail is that Horangi keeps pens on his vest and those pens are the same colors of his writing and drawings on his vest (the hearts and Hangul).

His uniform has all these little details which helps show the personality of his character.

2. His callsign, "Horangi"

There's a lot of thoughts I have about his callsign. As I said earlier, his callsign means "Tiger" in Korean. The tiger is the national animal of South Korea (which probably also says something about Horangi's patriotism). And well...it's almost like if an American operator took up the callsign "Eagle". Although, in a Korean context, it's a bit cheesy in an amusing and endearing way in my opinion haha.

Furthermore, "Horangi" as a word doesn't sound very fierce in Korean normally. It actually kinda sounds a bit cutesy when said in Korean correctly. So while having a callsign meaning "tiger" probably sounds badass, it isn't quite as badass in Korean.

If anyone wants to hear about how his callsign is pronounced, here's a link to a video pronouncing his callsign is pronounced:

3. Horangi's bio and backstory

The intro paragraph in his operator bio is just so hilarious to me. It literally starts off with all this dramatic and edgy speculation about why Horangi is wearing his mask only to reveal uneventfully that Horangi really is just a dogshit gambler and hiding from his creditors.

No wonder the man's a merc despite his patriotism... He has to make the big bucks in the mercenary business to work on paying off debts while the creditors are trying to track him down.

His backstory actually stands out to me a lot in how unexpected and amusing it is. There's no edgy drama, k pop references, or any typical stereotypes about Koreans. It's just a man who's a dogshit gambler turned mercenary. Sadly, it's kinda rare to see Korean characters in Western media being depicted without any stereotypes or k-pop references.

Anyways, in other words, I'm part of the Horangi Simpery club! I'll be posting more Horangi content over time.

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Listen… I can explain 😳

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I’m back, I had a little break… filing better and bringing back the memes

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hori hori hori

[mlmxreader]

Things To Address | Kim Horangi Hong-jin x m!reader

@satan-incarnate-666 asked: "I've always felt safe with you - why would that change now?" horangi x m!reader pls!!

summary: you and Horangi have a couple of things to address between yourselves 

tws: mentions of organised crime, swearing 

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It was the middle of the night, the skies outside were a harsh dark blue, almost black, and the air not just cool but icy, rain starting to gently pitter patter against the pavement; inside it was warm, the bedroom lamp a soft golden colour that smeared across the red silk duvet on the king sized bed. The smell of apples and honey drifting from the bathroom from where you had showered not long ago; the bathroom mirrors still fogged up and the mat in front of the shower still slightly damp, not long used. If he listened closely, though, he could still hear your humming as you pottered about getting ready, a fond smile coming to his lips. 

With his back pressed against the blue covered pillows, legs crossed at the ankle on the red silk duvet, Horangi listened closely to the sound of your quiet humming, able to tell where you were, but more importantly, hoping he could name the song correctly. You always got so wound up when he got it wrong, only to laugh and to pepper his face in kisses; he wanted to be correct, but he would still give you the incorrect song just so you would laugh and kiss him until he begged you to stop between giggles. It’s what he missed most when he was deployed, but he wouldn’t admit to that, not unless you begged him to. Then he would think about it.

Running a hand through his hair, knowing that he had to get it cut again soon as it was getting too long for his liking, Horangi smiled when you came into the room at last; wearing a comic book themed dressing gown and a pair of black camouflage patterned jogging bottoms. He always thought you never looked better than when you were dressed like that, little droplets of water clinging to your damp hair still, the scent of honey and apples wafting from you; but then you got onto the bed, pushing his legs apart so that you could kneel between them, your hands on your thighs as you sighed. 

“What is it?”

“I heard something earlier,” you started, “and I wanna know the truth.”

“Okay.”

“Did you get into trouble with gangsters?” You asked, and when he swallowed thickly and clenched his jaw, you had your answer. “Are they still chasing after you?”

Slowly, he nodded, chewing at his lip as he tried to calm himself a little, to steel his nerves. “Yeah… but please, don’t… I can keep you safe.”

You furrowed your brows, tilting your head to the side as you frowned a little. “Yeah, I know you can, same as I can keep you safe… why… Hong-jin, kitten, I’ve always felt safe with you - why would that change now?”

Horangi shrugged. “Because the people on my tail aren’t exactly… they’d kill us both.”

“I still feel safe with you, though,” you told him with a shrug. “I was just wondering if the rumours were true - I don’t need to be reassured that you’ll keep us safe.” 

He sniffled, sighing heavily, but he knew that you knew he was worried, and when you dared to straddle his waist, your hands resting on his shoulders as you let him grab your sides to keep you close, he couldn’t help but to be a little relieved. 

“I should have told you from the start.”

You shook your head as you scoffed, bringing one hand to his bare chest and splaying your fingers. “I love you. I’m always gonna feel safe with you… all I wanted to know was if the rumours were true - that’s all. I don’t mind that you didn’t tell me, really.”

“You don’t?”

“No,” you grinned at him as you gently drummed your fingers against his skin. “It’s a rumour, kitten, it’s not like… I dunno, you forgot to tell me that you worked for KorTac, y’know?”

“The crime boss would kill us both if he found me,” he pointed out. “Doesn’t that worry you, puppy?”

You shook your head. “Not really. I’m in the fucking Wojska Specjalne. Not much worries me.”

He had to admit, you had a point; he knew, from being beside you at the battlefield when your unit had been sent to help KorTac, that fucking nothing scared of worried you at the best times. The only time he had ever seen such a thing as fear or anxiety in your eyes was when he had been shot and wounded in action, and even then, he only saw it fleetingly; you didn’t show weakness often, he supposed he had no reason to worry about your safety. You saved his ass enough times, he trusted that you could keep both yourself and him safe. 

“But you’re not mad?”

“No,” you told him again. “Not at all… but…”

“What?”

“Well,” you cleared your throat, pushing yourself back a little. “Shabbat is coming up… and my family wants to meet you… so, if I forgive you, would you come with me?”

Horangi smiled as he nodded. “Yeah, of course… on one condition.”

“What’s that?”

“Parinirvana Day,” he said, dipping his hands under the dressing gown so that he could feel your skin on his, starting to work little circles into you to try and soften you up. “My parents want to come here. It’s two weeks after Shabbat, though.”

You scratched the side of your nose as you slowly nodded, trying to work it out in your head for a moment. “I think it’s doable - I’m pretty sure, at least.”

“So you’ll do it?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Kitten, it’s your mum and dad - I’m not gonna say no to ‘em… just make sure they bring food, because I cannot be fucked to go shopping.”

Horangi grinned, nodding as he leaned up to kiss you softly, starting to trail down to your neck before you pushed him down and beat him to it; making his breath hitch as he tried not to laugh and grin when you started to nip and bite at his neck, covering it in little marks.

“If anyone comes after you,” you grumbled, “then I’ll fucking kill them where they stand.” 

[tumanlll]

I drew Horangi for two hours, as I was hypnotized by his lines