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SONG JOONG KI as VINCENZO CASSANO in Queen of Tears (2024) dir. Kim Hee Won & Jang Young Woo
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consigleire · 2 months
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vin having an actual cameo in queen of tears just gave me enough serotonin to last a day
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consigleire · 2 months
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logging in just to feel something
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consigleire · 9 months
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i genuinely don't know when i'd ever be active but i got the sexiest mf carrd for vin so it's bound to be motivation
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consigleire · 1 year
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i’ve talked about this before but my biggest peeve with ppl consuming vincenzo is the recurring comment about him not being violent enough or not being “mafia” enough like ONE: the man is in a foreign country where he can’t manipulate or control the cops, the legal system, or its citizens to the extent that he could in italy and within cassano territories. TWO: though he was a part of the mafia, he was a consigliere first and foremost - a lawyer, an advisor. violence was just an added trait when things needed to escalate to that point or be handled in such manners. it was a tool, not a necessity. THREE: the focus was on his ability to strategize and take down enemies and get what he wanted without the blatant use of violence. he sees himself as evil and as an antagonist, but one necessary to take down other evils deemed unsuited for the world. he can’t do that if he’s arrested. it’s about the game, it’s about getting what needs to be done, not about boldness in the sense of useless show and tell.
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consigleire · 1 year
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a sharp inhale is heard through the brief silence of her attempted lowered volume         —         when did he start to find it inappropriate to shoo unwanted company away ?     not to say that ms. jang was unwanted company,   but he would rather chew on rocks than allow her to continue to witness him in this state.     she could tell the others,   and then they could be getting ideas into their heads.     he doesn’t even want to think about it.     there is a bond that the tenants of geumga plaza share and he hesitates to see himself as part of it,   knowing his initial plans and motivator for being there,   knowing he would leave in an instant should the opportunity present itself.     but it’s nice at times.     he pushes that thought away.
he shoots her a glare as another warning,   a threat         —         an empty one,   at that.     he could do nothing in this instance,   and he had absolutely no energy to do so.     his throat was itching from the powder of the aspirin that’d nearly dissolved from his choking,   and he was resisting the urge to cough it out.              “  is that a broth of some sort ?     i usually just drink coffee.  ”                it disappoints him deeply that he finds himself craving the instant coffee from jipuragi’s office.              “  some in italy will advise you to eat pizzle as a cure.  ”              before he could think to stop her from getting ms. kwak,   she’s shouting and he’s cringing,   fingers rubbing at his temple.              “  she’s probably busy.  ” 
consigleire​.  |  mr. cassano.
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he watches as she slides the aspirin over,   the movements achingly slow in his anticipation,   the quiet scrape over the table echoing inside his head.    he wastes no time in reaching to uncap the bottle and debate how many he wanted to take,   almost considering swallowing the whole thing before he opts for two     —     three,   and popped them in,   swallowing them dry.    which was a mistake as his throat was so dry that he nearly choked,   working incredibly hard not to show his struggle.    eyes widen the slightest as he feels her presence enclose in his space,   gaze squinting the slightest,   nodding along with her shushing.         “  i did do it with other people.  ”         one person and a half.    jipuragi firm had its nights,   and mr. nam quit a third of the way in.         “  it ends up being a mistake.  ”        in that nobody knows how to stop.
“  next time it happens,   i’ll make sure to invite you.    but you can’t get competitive.  ”         a heavy sigh is released as he slouches in his seat,   muscles relaxed and practically mush for the first time in so long.    his eyes flicker shut,   though his mind remained alert and cautious,   mostly out of fear for falling asleep where he could be thoroughly inspected by the public eye.    he wasn’t sure he wanted ms. jang to see him in such a different state.    one eye peeks open the slightest,   focusing on her.         “  tell me about this cure.  ” 
yeon-jin likes sharing a meal with other people. sharing drinks, same difference. she doesn’t know how she’d spend her nights if she didn’t have his husband, or the friends she’s made among the tenants. monthly game nights, carousing together into the early hours at toto’s, or stuffing her face with comfort food at the snack bar, there are ample opportunities for them – both inside and outside of the plaza – to join together. 
vincenzo ought to join them, one of these days. when he’s not suffering through a hangover, that is. they can all get pretty loud and fired up. 
“ me? jang yeon-jin? competitive? pfft–“ she starts to laugh, but smacks a self-imposed muzzle of a hand over her mouth. “ sorry, “ is mumbled from beneath her fingers. “ it’s called– “ realizing she still has her lips covered, therefore muffling her speech, she tries anew. at a lower register than her usual, of course. “ it’s called ugeojiguk. it’s what we koreans eat after getting hammered the night before. “ a nod, firm, resolute. “ i can tell ms. kwak and she can make you some. she’s probably got all the ingredients. i could–” she sticks her head out of the door, shouts, “yah! ms. kwak! “ 
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consigleire · 1 year
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it was his turn to pick the venue for their,   otherwise inconspicuous,   endeavors         —         a local spot nearly an hour away from the city and away from the corrupted.     though the last bit is highly unlikely and he knew well enough that every living soul could be bought from every corner of the earth,   he figures it’s a safer risk from a distance.     isolated,   only small - district enforcers     ...     should anything go wrong,   it was not a predicament he couldn’t evade with ease.     that is,   without considering the wild card that is jang han - seo.     though wild card puts it nicely,   places him in an upper - shelf of a deluded sense of superiority     :     there are wild cards who cannot be contained and therefore untouchable,   and there are those who only get put down.     vincenzo had yet to decide which one the faux ceo aligned with.
a drawn out sigh left his lips as the string of words raked at his brain in the most unfathomable manner,   that small muscle under his left eye twitching.     the only thing the least bit tolerable about it was that he might get to witness the man chug soy sauce,   and that would provide his daily quota of entertainment.     or he was going to go mad.              “  chi non fa, non falla.  ”              is all he says after a moment of pause,   taking his time biting the small fishball captured between chopsticks.     and before the han - seo could even think about filling in the space with his ramblings,   vincenzo held up a finger     :     don’t talk.              “  he who does nothing makes no mistakes.     this may be advice you should take to heart.  ”              not particularly about the situation at hand nor the risk of him ruining his tastebuds with fermented soybeans,   but rather another warning.     the game they played,   the board they landed themselves on         —         it was not meant to conclude with a single victor without sacrifice.
“  but yes,   i’m versatile.     it’s very obvious that i am.  ”              he finally adds,   plopping another fishball in his mouth.              “  they call me corn salad because they think that’s what consigliere is.     do you need that translated as well ?  ”
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@consigleire​ asked:
❛ it’s very rude to stare. ❜
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♔‘゚ ‣ ❝ 장한서 ❞ → EYES WIDENED , head snapping to stare down at his plate. He must have been too eager to study him in detail during their meal ; it was blatantly obvious that he’d been staring, but his intentions weren’t entirely malicious – actually, there wasn’t malice in his bones at all in this one instance. Out of respect for their encounter, he’d show his resignation before lifting back up to straighten his spine. ❝ Sorry, sir. ❞
        Yet…he went back to staring, eyes narrowing slightly, his gaze never leaving his lips – as if there was something stuck to them. After a moment, he’d fall back in his chair, shaking his head erratically. ❝ I don’t understand it! ❞ This would be followed by body flinging back up and hands coming out to grab hold of his soy sauce glass, once more lifting it to his lips, pausing before he’d take a sip, ❝ Why does everyone call you corn salad when you don’t have any stuck in your teeth? ❞
        Glass lowered before sip is even taken, a divine intervention surely stopping him this time, his attention clearly focused on what was picking at his mind. ❝ I thought that word was English, not Italian. Every time I look it up, I don’t find anything but the food ; it’s like it’s a metaphor, but for what? Corn grows in America pretty well…it’s a cash crop that is used in so much… Are you…corn salad because you’re versatile? ❞
                                                              ♔. 𝟐𝟎𝟎 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒
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consigleire · 1 year
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not to be that person bc im just screaming into the ether but vincenzo was the last muse and blog i felt comfortable and happy on
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consigleire · 1 year
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zero thoughts in my brain except for this edit………….so true
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consigleire · 1 year
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#when you and your squad don’t have a lick of respect to give corrupt judges
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consigleire · 1 year
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me looking at my drafts and seeing about 90% of the blogs deactivated or moved 🧍🏻‍♀️
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consigleire · 1 year
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[      JANG HANSEO.      ] 
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♔‘ · ‣ ❝ 장한서 ❞ → ❝ NOW THAT I’M ON TEAM Cassano, does this mean you’ll need me for undercover missions? I’m a great actor! ❞
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                                                                ♔. @ilvaites (for Vin) starter!
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“  great actor ?  ”           the steam from the snack bar’s freshly served tteokbokki lifts into the air,   scent of the spices filling his senses         —         he resists glancing over at ms. kwak,   not wanting to doubt her integrity.     he’d privately requested that whenever he played patron,   the spice level should be lower.     he’s already reaching for the spoon before he spares the defector a look,             “  wouldn’t you consider you being here an undercover mission already ?     you still have an appearance to upkeep.    you do still have a reputation,  right ?  ”        brow raises as his chin juts out towards the large pan.              “  you can’t act.     eat up.  ” 
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consigleire · 1 year
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only coming on to post this bc it’s been making me Laff for days
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consigleire · 1 year
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personals talking shit on my gifsets rlly sparked my spite and so therefore i am here
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consigleire · 1 year
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i finally brought myself to finish reborn rich’s last ep today and i have so many feelings about this show i am a Mess
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consigleire · 1 year
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“Mr. Shin. Why are you here? Mr. Shin. Why in the world … why are you doing this to me?”
Reborn Rich  재벌집 막내아들  // Episode 1
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consigleire · 1 year
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if vincenzo comes back for a part two.....................
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