#anti sang han

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TM (showrunner) might be undoing the forced Buckley, Diaz and Han parents' redemptions.

After the way season 7 ended, I still don’t trust TM but it appears he’s back on his BS of revealing the Buckleys, Diazes and Hans for the shitty parents they've always been. Before I explain how I came to this conclusion, I have to go back to the hiatus after season 6 because I completed a post (linked here) about the stereotypes that plagued the season and one of my key points revolved around how it seemed like someone was "pushing an agenda" to get the audience to see them as good people who deserved to be redeemed when everyone who's been watching since season 2, knows they didn't deserve it. Well, now that we know it was the F*X Network hindering Buck’s and Eddie’s progress towards Buddie CANON, I think they were behind the whole "give these shitty parents an undeserved redemption arc" too (post linked here).

Here's what I mean.

The Buckleys

In 7x6, I noticed how Margaret and Phillip were back on their highfaluting "we don’t want anyone to know we're not perfect parents" BS when Phillip called Buck "Evan" even though he specifically asked them to call him "Buck" in 4x5. They called him Buck in season 6 without issue and they were acting like pod people when they told him he was a "miracle baby" but he knew it wasn't genuine. Also, when Margaret made her famous "disappointed face" towards Maddie when she was getting ready to walk down the hospital's aisle/hallway so she could marry Chimney, Margaret reverted back to being the Buckley mom the audience who's been watching for the entirety of the show recognized. Maddie even clapped back at her for questioning her decision to get married there and it reminded me of 4x5 when Maddie told her she didn't get to tell her about her place. Furthermore, Margaret made that face again when Buck returned to the room with soot on his face. It's the face she made in 4x4 before he told them to "Love me anyway."

The Diazes

In seasons 5 and 6, Helena was still pushy and controlling but her behavior wasn’t anything like it was back in seasons 2 and 3. They let Eddie reconcile with Ramon in 5x17 but the things Eddie went through as a child were barely addressed. He NEVER confronted his mom (hopefully, he will this season) about the shitty things she's said to him, "Don't drag him down with you Eddie" was one of the worst. It's been years but she's STILL TRYING TO TAKE CHRIS FROM HIM and instead of letting Eddie confront her, the show gave her a pass and let it all get swept under the rug. Also, they took Eddie’s support system away from him. Isabel moved back to El Paso but the audience didn't know until 5x17 and in season 6, they had Pepa acting like Helena. Prior to season 5, Pepa and Isabel were shown to be supportive of his decisions while remaining at odds with Helena regarding the way she dismissed them as his family in season 2 (related post here). But at the end of season 7, Helena was back at it and Ramon just went along with everything she said the same way he used to when he was away from home working. All the progress Eddie made with him was erased and I think that was on purpose but I digress. Also, in season 8, she's back up to her controlling ways and she's doing everything she attempted to do back in 2017 before Eddie and Chris left for L.A. It remains to be seen if Eddie will tell her she was always the problem in 8x6 or when he goes to get his son.

Sang Han

In 7x6, IIRC, there weren't any mentions of Sang Han during Maddie’s and Chimney’s wedding but the Lees were there. Reminder, they were always said and shown to be his parents instead of Sang. But in 6x10 and 6x11, Chimney was guilt tripped by Albert's mom into believing he was prideful which was total BS because he’s not like that. So, it appears Sang might just be revealed as the man who abandoned his son in another country the way TM wanted it to be. He even brought Kevin back from the dead to save Chimney and lead him home to the Lees, not Sang.

Please note: Shannon Diaz is not included in this because TM likes the actress who plays her and after that "Vertigo" and doppelgänger f~ckery at the end of season 7, any chance there was to undo her retconned past was an EPIC FAILURE especially since Eddie has yet to admit she abandoned both him and Chris. While it’s possible Eddie may address it in 8x6 or beyond, I won't be holding my breath but hopefully, he will tell Chris the truth about his mother so they can FINALLY GRIEVE AND MOVE ON. (My opinion on Shannon is she's a bad mom just like Helena and NO, I won't give her a pass just because she was young when she got pregnant. Younger women than her don’t abandon their children so if you like Shannon, good for you but DO NOT REBLOG THIS WITH AN OPPOSING OPINION. CREATE YOUR OWN POST ON YOUR OWN BLOG AND GUSH OVER HER ALL YOU WANT. ANYONE WHO TRIES IT WILL GET BLOCKED!)

Anyway, IMO, it appears F*X wanted 9-1-1 to show the Buckleys, Diazes, Sang Han and Shannon Diaz to be redeemed and the show followed suit but now that TM is back at the helm and they’re on a new network, he’s like... NOPE, there won't be any redemptions because he’s going to show them for who they really are. They're shitty parents who deserve to be called out on their BS and they should have their long overdue conversations on screen with their children.

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Billy and Graham Dunne 🤝 Chimney and Albert Han 🤝 The Buckley siblings 🤝 Hen Wilson 🤝 The Diaz Siblings

Having the worst dads.

[whatisonthemoon]

On Joseph Churba and the International Security Council (ISC)

Joseph Churba:  Zionist, Reagan adviser and Middle East intelligence expert, who worked in intelligence (Air Force and CIA) 

▲ Pictured: Ambassador Sang Kook Han, left, KCIA officer, Moonie, and senior vice president of News World Communications, receiving a victory statue on behalf of Sun Myung Moon from the International Security Council president, Dr. Joseph Churba.

Excerpted from 'Reverend Moon's Central Role in Peaceful Downfall of Communism'

In 1984 the International Security Council (ISC) was founded under the CAUSA umbrella to conduct research and develop studies aimed at more accurately assessing the military and geopolitical threat posed by the Soviet Union and its ideological and military allies. Led by the late Dr. Joseph Churba who had served as a member of the National Security Council (NSC) under President Reagan, the ISC gathered top scholars on international security, including Eugene Rostow and Ambassador Charles Lichenstein. ISC monographs had a huge impact among national and international security scholars. Reports from the ISC were monitored at the highest levels of government and detailed security assessments were made by ISC regarding Northeast Asia, the Caribbean, Central America, the Middle East, the North Atlantic, and southern Africa. ISC scholars met regularly with top security experts including those from the Soviet Union and the Peoples Republic of China.    The ISC strongly emphasized the need for the United States to be equipped with the most updated weapons and military technology to contend with the Soviet military threat. The ISC and CAUSA both emphasized the role which strategic international trade and finance policy could play in expanding freedom inside the Soviet Union. Conference speakers such as Russian dissident Mikhail Makarenko and French sovietologist Alain Besançon stressed the alarming extent to which the Soviet Union was being propped up and subsidized by Western banks, which were granting substantial lines of credit to the USSR. CAUSA and ISC lobbied in favor of establishing linkage between the Soviet Union's trade and finance privileges and their human rights record.

Excerpted from 'International Security Council' by William Selig (April 1985)

One hundred twenty-four strategists and high-ranking retired military and naval officers from 24 nations gathered at the Hotel Meridien in Paris, France, on February 17-22 for a conference of the newly developed CAUSA International Security Council (ISC). These international leaders met to discuss "The Caribbean Basin and Global Security: Strategic Implications of the Soviet Threat." This two-day discussion was followed by a two-day presentation of the CAUSA Worldview, Godism.Father has spoken about the importance of senior military officers in terms of their patriotism and superior understanding of communism. 

With the assistance of Dr. Joseph Churba, a well-known geopolitical expert, invitations were sent throughout the world.

Excerpted from 'Messiah: My Testimony to Rev. Sun Myung Moon Vol. II' by Bo Hi Pak

The St. Louis Declaration of the International Security Council The story starts in the office of the chairman of the Washington Times in 1983. At that time, I was chairman of the paper, which Reverend Moon had founded only one year before. One day, I received a rather important visitor, Dr. Joseph Churba, a renowned authority on international affairs, national security issues in particular. (Dr. Churba was also a professor of Middle East Studies at the Air University, senior Middle East intelligence estimator for the Air Force, special adviser to candidate Ronald Reagan on foreign policy, and senior policy adviser on U.S. disarmament policy, as well as the author of a number of books.)      Dr. Churba told me, "Since the Washington Times was established, I have really felt its worth. I am certain that it can play a decisive role in helping us win the Cold War. Moreover, I'm sure that Reverend Moon is the only person who can liberate communism. He is our only hope.      'Today, however, I have brought a proposal for him. In short, my proposal is the creation of an international security council. A newspaper is not enough. We have to produce concrete theory and policies for defeating communism and then provide them to policymakers. Otherwise, we are just building castles in the air. I truly want do this. Give me the responsibility. I'm determined to devote my life to doing this project."      I was moved by Dr. Churba's proposal. As far as I could see, he really hit the nail on the head, so I hopped on a plane to New York and submitted his outline to Reverend Moon, who immediately authorized us to create the organization. Antonio Betancourt was appointed vice president, and William Selig became administrative director.      Actually, when all was said and done, this organization proved to be an atomic weapon in our fight to lead communism toward liberation. From the time of its creation until the liberation of the Soviet Union, the International Security Council (ISC) was one of the foremost think tanks in the United States. Over an eight-year period, it produced numerous diplomatic and defense policies. These policies, all grounded in Victory Over Communism theory, were then made available to government policymakers.      In this way, the organization brought countless good results. Can you imagine how grateful the government was? We came up with many original ideas, then turned them into policies that the government could implement. We held many international meetings and conferences. Virtually every important specialist or scholar on security issues from America and around the globe had some kind of interaction with the ISC.      In the process of developing the ISC, one person played an important behind-the-scenes role: Mr. Sang Kook Han, then vice president of the Washington Times and onetime South Korean ambassador to Norway. Ambassador Han helped give birth to the ISC and was a big support to Dr. Churba.      One of the International Security Council's more important meetings was a three-day symposium held March 29—31, 1989, in St. Louis, Missouri. With the title "Assessing Change in the USSR," this symposium brought together eighteen internationally prominent security officials and communist-issues specialists from America and the Western bloc. It was a meeting focused more on quality than quantity, a gathering of the highest levels of global influence and power.      The focus of this symposium was the prospects for the Soviet Union and the Gorbachev reforms, as well as (in fact, particularly so) the foreign policy that the United States should adopt toward the USSR at that juncture. The issues were discussed in view of the fundamental principles that Reverend Moon had always advocated, and one outcome of the symposium was the so-called carrot policy. As I have mentioned, this policy introduced certain specific criteria by which the recent developments in the Soviet Union might be assessed.      With the conclusion of the conference, the ISC issued what came to be known as the St. Louis Declaration. This declaration put forward ten specific provisions by which the reforms taking place in the USSR might be evaluated. In other words, if the Soviet Union complied with these ten provisions, then that could be taken as signifying that the reforms were genuine. If the USSR did not comply, however, then the reforms could be regarded as false and understood as a simple ploy, a deceptive decoy policy.      These provisions were as follows: 1. Renunciation of the Brezhnev Doctrine; 2. Substantial reduction of Soviet military programs, including procurement and modernization, sustained for a period of several years; 3. Termination of military support of communist regimes such as those in Cuba, Nicaragua, Angola, Afghanistan, Vietnam, and Ethiopia; 4. Faithful compliance with arms control treaties, including termination and reversal of violations of the ABM Treaty; 5. Agreement not to tie a START agreement to SDI restrictions; 6. Removal of the Berlin Wall; 7. Honoring the Helsinki Accords, including free emigration; 8. Institutionalization of the process of political change, including adoption of the rule of law (free trade unions, an independent judiciary, a multi-party system, etc.); 9. Ending the campaign of disinformation and slander being waged against the United States; and 10. Ending support for international terrorism      The premise included in the criteria is that if the USSR would comply with these ten provisions, they would be eligible for large-scale aid from the Western nations. However, even a quick glance at the provisions will show that the St. Louis Declaration was virtually a demand that the Soviet Union abandon its defining characteristics, its identity. In other words, the declaration presses hard on the Soviets to abandon their ambitions of world communization, renounce the dictatorship of the Communist Party, and even give up Marxism-Leninism.      In the end, these policy proposals formed the foundation of the "Fundamental Policy for U.S.-Soviet Relations," announced by President Bush on May 12. Shortly after this announcement, the workings of the "carrot policy" were set in motion.

Excerpted from 'The Third Anniversary of the International Security Council' (January 1988)

On the first day of the meeting, a ceremony was held at the facilities of The Washington Times, during which Dr. Joseph Churba, president of the ISC, presented an award to True Father in recognition of his extraordinary contribution to world peace. The award was a replica of a magnificent 19th-century French sculpture entitled "Winged Victory." The plaque on its pedestal reads:      A Testimonial Of Respect and Gratitude to the Reverend Sun Myung Moon Whose Singular Recognition Of the Free World's Responsibility for the Establishment of World Peace Led Him to Found And Support The International Security Council International Advisory Board International Security Council Oct. 18, 1987 Washington, D.C.       Ambassador Sang Kook Han, member of the ISC Advisory Board and senior vice president of News World Communications, received the award on True Parents' behalf. Dr. Churba, in presenting the award, said that Rev. Moon is a true world patriot and understands the threat of Soviet totalitarianism better than most government defense experts. He added that he was deeply remiss for not honoring and thanking the sponsors sooner for their generosity and the editorial freedom the ISC had been given.       At the program's conclusion a press reception was held at the Willard Inter-Continental Hotel, which was attended by about 50 members of the Washington press corps. There Dr. Churba presented a trophy to Ambassador Charles M. Lichtenstein, chairman of the ISC Board of Advisors, former assistant to Jeanne Kirkpatrick, and U.S. Deputy Representative to the United Nations Security Council. In a beautiful and eloquent testimony, Ambassador Lichtenstein thanked CAUSA International for its support. He publicly described the relationship as being totally free of any editorial control and said that CAUSA only wants to serve mankind.       Against great opposition, the International Security Council has set for itself an enormous task: completely reshaping the foundations for strategic thinking in the West. Through exposing the truth about communism and promoting world harmony, the ISC is working toward the very real goal of world peace -- a necessary precedent for the Kingdom of Heaven. Its work is fundamentally based on a most crucial assumption and hope: that the free world has the will not only to survive, but to prevail.

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Death Squads in the Philippines by Doug Cunningham

[freesiablooming]

Do you know that as a korean actor, if you star in a movie or a drama that portrays the harsh reality of japanese colonialism or how it hurt korean society from the core, Japan might declare you as a anti Japan and forbid you from entering Japan. Or at least you will be canceled by Japanese fans.

Apprantly, Han So-Hee and Park Seojoon had that in mind and talked with each other about it. They were mentally prepared for it. They were determined to film this show. Because they were not afraid.

Source: music director of GyeongSeong creature

Translation: Park Seojun and Han Sohee knew they might not be able to visit Japan after this show. They talked about it at the dinner. I remember feeling respect for them because I felt their sincerity. Jang Tae sang(Park seojoon's character) has a trauma about his mother who died while fighting for independence. But he eventually follows her footsteps.

[daceydeath]

A Work Proposal (Part 6)

Pairing: Seungmin x Reader

Word Count: 2.9K

Genre: Smut

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, unprotected sex (don't be stupid), creampie, Sir kink, soft bondage, use of pet names, praise kink, oral sex (m receiving)

You had been working with Stray Kids for a while now and after a long day at work turns into a very unexpected but intriguing proposal. Will this change your world or end your career?

Things had once again become almost too busy for you to handle, almost, you had finally gotten somewhere with the legal case finding it had in fact been antis that had started the disgusting rumors about Han and Hyunjin, so with official statements and lawsuits being filed that was over with as far as your job was concerned but you did have a friend in the legal department that was willing to keep you in the loop. You had another set of costuming, fittings, set design and rehearsals to get fully under control as the end of the year approached with at least 4 awards shows and music shows that the kids were booked for and each performance needed to be massive and different. It was exhausting but you had found that your schedule always, albeit suspiciously, had time slots in the day where you would be somehow slotted into the kids time tables. Walking back into the dance studio you were once again hit the smell of food making your stomach grumble loudly.

"Sit down pretty it's lunch time" Han sang as you put your bag and tablet next to the sound system.

"Hannie" you giggled "I don't have time I have a meeting in 20 minutes with the set guys for your showcase".

"Yeah that has been rescheduled" Chan smirked tapping away on his phone "you now have an hour"

"Chan you can't just move my schedule around like that for things that are not important" you huffed slightly annoyed that you would now need to stay later tonight to finish things up.

"You taking care of yourself is important Jagi" Felix pouted making you walk to him and kiss his cheek lightly.

"I can do both but thank you for taking care of me" you relented as Minho patted a space on the couch between him and Seungmin.

"Kitten, you need to still eat otherwise how will you take care of us" Minho teased and Seungmin handed you a bowl of rice and meat that they were all eating.

"Thank you Seungmin" you whispered picking up your chopsticks. "I will also need to drop in later with the confirmed set so that you can go over it with your choreography teacher"

"No work right now baby, this is just us hanging out" Chan smiled softly at you making you roll your eyes. You ate while you listened to them make jokes, tease each other and talk about whatever crazy amount of things Felix and Jeongin had bought lately when it hit you. They were actively trying to include you in their lives not just their working lives but their private ones too. Yes you agreed to have sex with them but that was all it was meant to be sex, no relationship, no feelings just physical release to help them function. But they had given you pet names that each of them used separately, they made sure you ate and Felix had even taken to sending you goodnight texts when he was able to, there were far more feelings involved than you actually realized.

"Are you alright princess?" Hyunjin's voice brought you back from your thoughts.

"Yes Jinnie I'm fine I just a bit tired" you reassured him softly taking in the troubled look on his face "Showcase organizing is tiring, not as much as it would be for you but it's a lot of stuff to plan in a short time".

"How long have you been sleeping for?" Chan asked surveying you as you continued to eat.

"um probably 3 or 4 hours a night" you sighed answering him honestly "that's why I look 10 years older this week" you joked trying to lighten his mood.

"Baby" he chastised you as soon as you finished your sentence.

"It's not all the time just during very busy periods I still overall sleep far more than you do Channie" you rolled your eyes again taking another mouthful of rice.

"So question time sweets" Changbin announced smiling at the interaction between you and his leader. "what is your favorite food, movie, book and video game?" making you think as you chewed your lunch.

"Mandu I am a dumpling fiend, I like most movies except horror, I prefer fantasy books and I play RGP video games if I ever get the chance to play, which is almost never since I took this job" you smiled humoring Changbin checking off each thing he had asked on your fingers.

"What's your favorite dessert?" Felix asked cutely

"Chocolate anything" you grinned back.

"Night out or night in?" Jeongin added looking at you curiously

"Night in, I'm nervous around strangers" you admitted.

"How many serious relationships have you had?" Minho smirked his face teasingly daring you to answer him.

"one" you mumbled scratching your arm embarrassed

"One?!" Han yelped looking at you slightly alarmed.

"Minho said serious not boyfriends so only one" you blinked explaining your answer.

"How many boyfriends then?" Minho rolled his eyes exasperatedly

"None of your damn business" you smirked back making him chuckle.

"Did you always want to work in entertainment?" Chan asked thoughtfully.

"No, I had no interest whatsoever but turns out I'm pretty good at my job so I stayed" you confessed "Can I ask a question in return?"

"Of course" Chan grinned.

"What is with the twenty questions?" you raised an eyebrow at them while you popped in another mouthful of food and waiting patiently as they paused before answering you.

"We were talking and realized we know pretty much nothing about you" Seungmin answered bluntly making Jeongin cough on his food.

"Please don't kill Jeongin that would be more paperwork than I want to do in a whole month" you sighed watching him take a mouthful of water.

"Do you usually care if you know about the people involved in your agreements? Wouldn't it be easier if you didn't?" you continued to sound as unbothered as possible by it all.

"No but we would like to know you. Your fun, you always fight for us and you care how we are that is more than most people have ever done for us" Hyunjin smiling

"Bullshit Hyunjin" you sighed beginning to pack away the garbage from the now finished lunch.

"Nope" Felix giggled then wrapped his arms around you pulling you back so you were seated between his legs with your arms pinned "Hannie lost he has to clean up and you are not helping him"

"Felix!" you squeaked as he squeezed you only for your phone to ring "Ok lunch is over then back to it" you smiled as Felix let you go and you stood.

"Aww noooo don't leave us" Han wailed

"Thanks for lunch boys" you smirked blowing a overdramatized kiss to them and answering you call from the costume designer.

A day later you found yourself sitting in the dressing room of the boys while they came and went in different versions of costumes for the first end of year showcase performance. They all looked incredibly good in their outfits which you only hid your obvious appreciation of them when someone else was in the room, which had made Chan and Changbin blush and inflated Jeongin and Seungmin's ego.

"Like what you see" Seungmin teased making you blink at him and pretend you had no idea what he was talking about, but with his hair swept back and the dark colors on him making him look divine you knew he would see through you.

The others continued to come and go but Seungmin stayed behind, you assumed because he had received final approval for his look, once you were alone again he leant closer to you.

"I asked you a question doll" he whispered into your ear making you visibly shiver at his words "and I want you to answer it" your breath hitched in your throat.

"Yes Seungmin I like what I see" you answered breathily.

"Good girl" he purred against the shell of your ear one of his fingers trailing down the column of your neck "Once we have finished here we are going back to the dorm and the others are going out understood"

"Yes Seungmin" you almost whined at the teasing contact he was making with your skin.

"Not Seungmin doll, Sir" he lowly growled pressing a kiss to your neck.

"Yes, sir" you breathed.

"Good girl, now I want you to think a safe word for me, so if anything makes you uncomfortable you can say it and I will stop no questions asked, can you do that?"

"Yes, sir" you repeated feeling him grin against your hair before he pulled himself back from you and sat in on of the make up chairs on the other side of the room. Leaving you a flustered mess as your tried desperately to regain your composure before the others come back.

"Ok were all done, everyone has been approved for the performance next week" Chan grinned relieved that it was finalized so that they just needed to get the choreography perfect and they were set.

"So we ready to head out?" Minho asked looking at your blank stare "Are you alright?"

"Yes absolutely, now that the costuming is done its just your actual performance since the set was finalized yesterday" you recovered seamlessly.

"Can we drop you somewhere on the way?" Chan teased knowing full well that Seungmin had asked his dorm to clear out for the first part of the night at least, you instantly caught his tone and knew they all knew so why bother hiding it.

"You already know the answer to that Chan" you smirked following them all out and to the vans.

Once Seungmin and you were alone again in the safety of the dorm you could tell that the mood had shifted, he was very obviously interested in what he wanted to do but instead of pouncing on you the way the other guys had he lead you to the couch to sit down before sitting himself across from you looking very serious.

"I know you said you weren't very experienced before you agreed to this but I want to go over some things first to make everything easier, more enjoyable" he smiled sweetly looking every bit the heart throb idol that girls around the world loved.

"Alright Seungmin, where would you like to start?" you tried not to look nervous as he watched you so carefully.

"I like some things that are considered fairly vanilla and I like some things that aren't. I need to know where you are comfortable currently and if you would be alright with experimenting as the agreement goes on" he explained smoothly as you nodded for him to continue. "I would like you to call me sir, I would like you to do exactly as you're told and eventually I would like to do a few things like spanking you, choking you, pulling your hair, tying you up if you would be alright with that".

"I've never tried that sort of thing before" you admitted quietly "but I can call you sir and do what you tell me to and as long as you aren't too intense you can choke me. I've never been spanked or tied up before".

"That is why we set up ground rules first doll" he grinned "It's fun if its safe and we both know what is consented to and what isn't, I will not doing anything that we haven't talked about first and it you want me to stop for any reason you say the safe word, use the traffic light system or tap my three times on my arm or leg".

"Traffic light system?" you tilted your head while still looking at him.

"Green means yes I want to continue, yellow is I'm hitting my limit slow down and red is stop I don't want to do this" he explained.

"Oh that seems easy can we use that?" you asked feeling more excited that Seungmin was really wanting you to be comfortable.

"Fuck yes we can doll" He beamed pleased with your answer "you ready to start then?"

"Yes sir" you smirked as he got to his feet immediately and stalked towards you pulling you to your feet to kiss you passionately his tongue sliding against the seam of your lips to gain entrance which you were eager to give.

"Now be a good girl and strip" he breathed against your lips before letting you go and sitting on the couch you had previously been sitting on his hands ghosting down your sides.

"Yes sir" you murmured lifting your sweater and shirt over your head and dropping it to the floor beside you as gracefully as you could then undoing your jeans sliding them down to your ankles and stepping out of them "everything off sir?" you asked softly

"Such a good girl for asking" he purred making you heat up, you never realized you like being praised but Seungmin seemed to just know what made you want him more "take it all off then I want you on your knees bubby". Sliding your underwear down your legs and slipping you bra off you happily complied with his instructions lowering yourself to the carpet between his legs. He carded his fingers through your hair tucking errant strands behind your ear so he could see your face fully.

"Now my little good girl, you're going to undo my jeans and suck my cock until I tell you to stop" he smirked his hand moving to cup your cheek, his thumb rubbing along your bottom lip.

"yes sir?" you purred sliding your hands slowly up his thighs to the button of his jeans popping it open and dragging his zipper down teasingly slow making him groan at the contact of your hand on his clothed erection.

You stared up at him, maintaining eye contact while you carefully pulled his hard member from his boxers and gently pumped him a few times, your thumb smearing his precum down his shaft listening to his low grunts as he continued to stare at you with hooded eyes. Leaning forward you dragged your tongue un the underside of his dick, making him muffle a gasp above you, before swirling around the tip and taking him fully into your mouth. His hands held your head as you bobbed up and down a few times not forcing you just holding you hair in place so he could see your face.

"Just like that doll" he moaned loudly letting his head fall back against the back of the couch "Hyung said you were amazing with that pretty mouth and fuck you are". Hearing him so pleased with you made you wetter than you anticipated, his melodic voice moaning was causing you to clench your thighs together to control yourself. Hollowing out your cheeks you took him further into your mouth until his tip was brushing the back of your throat, humming whenever he made a noise for you.

"Fuck, you going to swallow my cum like a good girl?" he whined as his hips began thrusting gently to meet your mouth, you moaned in response to let him know you were ok with taking him down your throat. Within a minute you felt him swell on your tongue before he let out a guttural groan emptying himself in your throat and you sucked him clean swallowing everything he gave you.

"Such a good fucking girl" he grinned pulling you up into his lap to kiss you and slip his fingers between your thighs his fingers finding your clit and began drawing slow circles on it making you arch against him.

"Ah, sir" you gasped his movements and pressure on your clit giving you exactly what you needed.

"So wet, did you really like sucking my cock that much doll?" he chuckled darkly as you squirmed in his lap mewling softly.

"Yes sir" you whined as he speed his fingers up.

"You going to let me fuck you full of my cum?" he smirked as your eyes rolled back into your head you were so close to orgasm now that you struggled to get the words out.

"yes...sir....yes...please sir" you pouted whining again when his ministrations stopped leaving you unsatisfied but you disappointment was quickly replaced by ecstasy as he easily lined himself up and impaled you fully on his cock making you throw your head back as you came hard around him your walls clamping down on him. Groaning he quickly began thrusting up into you holding you in place against his chest as you legs struggled to meet his movements.

"I'm going to fill you up doll if you can be good for me" he panted thrusting even harder into your spent body.

"I'm a good girl sir, your good girl" you mewled feeling more and more fucked out with each thrust of his hard dick against your tender walls.

"That's right doll your mine, my good girl" he moaned his hips stuttering as he emptied himself inside you, keeping you pressed tightly against him so you could catch your breath as you slumped in his arms.

"You ok doll?" he asked gently helping to lift you from his lap to sit beside him on the couch "I think I should run you a bath"

"I'm ok and I don't want to take up all your night Seung" you breathed still panting slightly.

"You aren't and come on let me take care of you" he whispered softly helping you to your feet and feeling you wobble on your legs. "Yeah a bath and you can stay here tonight, I can't let you go home like this"

"I'll be fine" you protested bending to get your clothes and nearly overbalancing.

"Nope, I'll let Felix know he has a cuddle buddy for the night" he giggled leading you down the hall to the bathroom.

A/N: As always I adore all of you who spend your precious time reading something I wrote, any comments, reblogs or like are appreciated xx

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[karenandhenwilson]

Canon and Headcanon

The discourse surrounding Bucktommy, especially the anti-Bucktommy side, keeps flabbergasting me. But for some reason it also inspires me to write my thoughts down. Here are some thoughts abut canon, headcanon, and fandom behavior.

In my last post I mentioned maybe writing a post about Tommy's redemption arc that certain people claim doesn't exist. I decided against it in the end. There have already been several posts about that. But I also feel I'm not in the right position to write much about it because I'm not a POC. So, I have of course my thoughts about how Hen and Chimney treat Tommy and how that speaks to their relationship with him when Bobby came to LA but also now. And I also have thoughts about how problematic Tommy's behavior was in the end. But I don't feel I should share them outside of private conversations.

There is one thing I want to say about Bucktommy and Tommy's characterization, though. I've seen somewhere this take about how the writers obviously didn't plan Tommy being gay and closeted when they wrote the Begins episodes we saw him in, therefore nothing happening in those scenes can be interpreted with the current development in mind. It's utter bullshit. It doesn't matter what the writers and actors thought or didn't think and plan back then. The interpretation of canon can't be based on anything anyone involved in the show said off screen. It needs to be based on what we see on screen.

There was this very captivating interview of Oliver (honestly, what did this head do to his eyes? I couldn't stop staring at them) where he said the idea of a queer story line for Buck was pitched to him a couple of years ago but then dropped. And now there are parts of fandom who are somehow absolutely convinced the revelation of the will should have been the start of Buddie. Meanwhile, in regard to that question Oliver never even mentioned Buddie. I think the scene between him and TK in the crossover episode is the much more likely scene they would have used to start that story line. 

But either way, we didn't get bi bi-con Buck (yes, unashamedly borrowing that from the very same interview) a couple of years ago. We only got him now. And that means it's been canon for not even four weeks that Buck is bi and all the time before he was unaware that he wasn't straight. (And honestly, imo, it's not even canon that he is bi. Technically, it's only canon Buck is not straight. And it won't be otherwise until he claims a label for himself on screen.) It's not canon he had this revelation a couple years ago because something was said in a random interview.

Sometimes what we see on screen is horribly lacking. The still missing resolution of the Chimney&Buck conflict in season 5. The missing conversation between Eddie and Buck this season after the basketball game. The missing work Hen and Karen have to have put into their relationship after season 1 to be where they are today. The out of nowhere redemption of the Buckley parents and Sang Han.

So, we are left to interpret from the little breadcrumbs we have.

The thing is, ten different people will probably interpret those things in twelve different ways. And that's okay. I can think some of those interpretations are absolute garbage or completely insane. Others can think my interpretations are wrong and stupid, and that's okay, too. Different people will have vastly different experiences and preferences and that will give their interpretations a different spin. Nothing of that is wrong. None of the these interpretations are necessarily wrong!

That's why we have the word headcanon.

What's wrong in fandom and has always been wrong since I've been in fandom is the reaction of some people to other people's interpretations. The kind of people who think their interpretation, their word, is the word of God or whatever higher being they believe in, therefore everyone else is wrong. And that means everyone else needs to be attacked until they either change their mind or vanish (whatever form that might take). 

I might laugh about some of those takes, very seldomly openly and more often than not only in the circle of my friends. Everyone else is allowed to laugh about my takes. What I think no one is allowed to do is to attack others in whatever way about their interpretation of canon. And this might be an age-old problem that existed long before the internet, but that doesn't mean we just have to carry on with it.

Enjoy the parts of the show you find enjoyable. Ignore the parts you find less enjoyable. And if there are more of the latter than the first, maybe look for another show to occupy your mind with. But don't go around attacking others for their opinions. And especially don't go to the social media of the actors and writers and attack them. 

(Btw, I absolutely hate the take of 'they should know what to expect when joining social media'. Saying that is the very root of the problem. It's like saying 'she should have known what to expect wearing that skirt'.)

[dailyasiandramas]

[ptok]

Hans Landa Cafeteria Dream part 1

During an early afternoon nap today (26th August 2023) I had a detailed dream based on ‘Inglorious Basterds’, the dream whose description can nearly be considered a fan fiction. In my dream I discovered some YouTube film with deleted scenes from Tarantino’s movie. Of course, as someone who admires Hans Landa, I used the visual search tool and stopped the play/pause button just at the scene where I have noticed his presence. In the scene, there was a bright, sunny sky and the line of low beige buildings in the old-town style, but this landscape did not resemble a big city such as Paris but some smaller town in France, and I even knew it in my dream that this is outside Paris. The camera focused on the cafeteria building which has ground floor and first floor only (in the British sense).

The front walls of the building were removed and thus it resembled a dollhouse for children. The town, and the cafeteria itself, seemed to be very calm despite the war, thus the walls’ removal was made not because of war damages but because of making it accessible to the movie spectator. I saw Hans Landa on the first (and therefore the top) floor of the cafeteria. On the ground floor, before the fake entrance, there was a woman who wanted so badly to enter the cafeteria and meet Hans. The woman was wearing A-type skirt and was blond-haired, but, contrary to Shosanna and Bridget, two main female characters in the movie, her haircut was quite short, so-called bob, therefore I can say this was simply my haircut in the present, and the A-type skirt I like to wear was not very popular in the 1940s. However, in the dream I did not identify the woman with myself. (Of course the woman had not only a skirt but also a white blouse and a navy blue jacket 😄).

Then I found out that I will not understand anything from this scene if I do not watch the previous one. So I rewinded the video to watch it. In this previous scene, a battlefield was presented from the perspective of a soldier of the Allies (the anti-German side). He was also a character from the original Tarantino’s film but I don’t remember who exactly he was, let’s assume this was Aldo Raine because he was the main Allies’ character in the film. The battlefield scene was made in some kind of grotesque, music video style. Aldo Raine was presenting himself in the trench which was digged at the rear of the big field, in some scarce shrubbery, and the lieutenant was almost rapping some introduction of himself – something like ‘Here I am and I do the shooting work’, and presenting his gun. Then two cabaret girls loomed up from behind him, from the depth of the trench, and sang some chorus: ‘Yes, yes, we like to be in battle trench’. Singing, both girls brought up their almost-naked legs in the revia style – the girl on the left brought up her right leg, and the girl on the right brought up her left leg, to constitute the symmetry. I became somehow upset by this ‘funny’ attitude to war and wanted to do something to change it. Then I realized that I joined the world of the movie. I was no longer a YouTube spectator but the person on the battlefield, I felt I was even wearing a military jacket, and, digging lightly in the trench, seeing and touching the grains of soil left over after building it, I was seeking to show to myself – and to Aldo Raine – which position is the best to shoot the Nazi enemy but at the same time not to be shot.

Then the scene changed itself to the Hans-Landa-in-the-bright-small-town one. I was again just watching the film. The aforementioned blond-haired woman was impatiently standing before cafeteria, sometimes marching nervously to the one or another end of the old nice buildings’ line. When in all her wandering she once disappeared from the spectator’s view, then Hans just left the cafeteria building and appeared before it (of course in his uniform). A close-up was made at his face and then he started to behave like in a musical: all in larks (this is a Polish expression symbolizing big happiness and light-heartedness at the same time), he started to sing: ‘I’m about to have a woman! I’m about to have them all!’. Then the close-up ended and the camera showed him walking away from the cafeteria. He approached the next building on the right (from the spectator’s perspective). Then he repeated his singing lines in a very weird position: he stood closely under the blank (real) wall of the building; his arms crossed to ‘hug’ the beige wall but in fact hugging no one but himself; his forehead leaned against the wall as if he was dancing with a beloved woman.

In the dream I was thinking this is a funny representation of his approaching satisfaction and of the stereotypical inexhaustible sexual appetite of a male character, but now, when I am writing this, I think it is so embarrassing, depressing, and ironic to sing ‘I’m about to have a woman! I’m about to have them all!’ that way, having the face withdrawn from others and from the sun, hugging no one but a wall (yes, exactly like the way I imagine sometimes I’m hugging and calming down Hans while it’s only my arms crossed against the quilt). In fact, his strange behaviour signalized the solitude; that he had no one to hug. Anyway, by the lines of Hans’ song I knew that the composition of the battlefield scene and the cafeteria scene has the objective to show that the element of courtship and sexuality is present also during the war, no matter if you’re in the battlefield or in the occupied town.

The dream isn't ended yet - please read Part 2!

[libidomechanica]

“That like Matisses Red Odalisque”

A limerick sequence

               1

That like Matisse’s Red Odalisque. Even this first glimpse of the clean arm    as a feeste on the ear-    trumpet spake were won. He had left us rock. Make that’s her not.

               2

In Cashmire have passionate tears therine, who would be soft poppy dream; and    the new moon sad Zephyrus!    The hart, he shatter, or anything line of Rosalend?

               3

A bought, but not entented in oure fyr he fil bakward as well apayd?    All night, pardee! And kiss    here breast, is gains he canker- worm will dissembled: and of men.

               4

None but may mend, and Phoebus’ golden field is a Lambe in arm: the whole hotbeds    in anger stole a    little ones I may nat lightness? As is a slaves in three days?

               5

As Machiavel shows their likyng. And then a warlike lame by natures make.    Of our baskets his    delightingale shall men speken of man’s eye, that dandled you.

               6

A squadron flies: her head a beam, and evening-star’s alarm. Has not an anti-    climax: ’Oh! Two people    lotted, or any lengthen found no sin: let thy might hand.

               7

Until frustration, which yearly trouthe, I quitte hym wrong your mitt not the skies,    the through their full-brimm’d eye’s    sphere is not aided me to waited on a shield, bow-backed wave!

               8

So said he, that first, your laws to mine eterne on lyve! To set up for as    he to make me also    mine. Sheikh, my only bear was, in groups on such a tale swete; fy!

               9

Of food I thus for to wexe and come our fate and glittering left him back    shuddered, Grief. Wallet    interwetting Boy, sing. Than we hither drained of inclinations.

               10

It seemed, or thre of tangled. Cynthia, queen Semiramis. My painful    is parted, as we may    add,—her years those Æols you will be a hymn loud as when you say?

               11

While Psyche’s barbershop. Cheapening mucks and merry was she be fairer    fingers and taken winged    Death in hungry mortal mankynde broghte us with precision.

               12

Black friend, by the laverock to me. A thing! ’ Long alters and their father    outward dislike or    suspicion. Sorrow from her hair. And thus to the Samaritan?

               13

Dull with beauty scarce to vulgar thine happed me.—Of wasted on Nelly    Gray; so he wole, his    two clouds, for noon assayed at my poor breath comes to see you’ve told.

               14

” Now raving the tombs worse—mankind, sing. A highest place. Juan was extremely    strict, a certain to    unsettled upon it take on both or none seem’d no worse of men.

               15

Waiting year: so that wolde han to wyves have I said themselves. With music    we know, since golden orb    of pearl and shake a prophet, for hym maden sobb’d of horsemen.

               16

But with grieved, but for him. Under if his chilly fingers, and then green led    through for hire for instancy.    He seyde that I really so, you’re right wel, the iolly sheep!

               17

Has quite at hand what comest hope, was it chaste. For you walke as in a hurry,    and charming smile and    we touch of her rich in his bed-fellow, see, this soule was deede.

               18

Just as a generacious as of autumn, in my head, and make. And ancient    Soil and listen; and    wriggle, but tugging on the hours: her heat, a breach by poesy.

               19

By their pleased all the clean army here. —Blythe water—and a pose. Where happy    mother’s jest!-Throated once    last to such sang-froid, that keep putting on the grave any rest.

               20

All phantasm! Love, hated, still for now I know, since she spak moore prefer    the force it of life with    fierce! Hair we sit on more last; and my hearts instead of Widdin.

               21

My legs in Badajos’s break? That more than our fate I know whither that for    some might as oars and houndes,    the the gentlemen to such store all fancy will array?

               22

The bold Churchman’s goal. His fires, and the caique was borne; now raving-wild, I curst    them, she laureate, made    it unto me, and yive it in almost Dionysian.

               23

Quick apprentice Janekyn, for the stole my wild you with fullness. Had sunk    a flocculent dust and    tasting, burst the loved what no one month of thyng—of his wyvys!

               24

To presumed, she supreme pearls to reduce his great coat should be had thee virtue    ebb’d, I knew it. In    writeth every wight make a highest place. Still morning, had been?

               25

Through of heaven knows, whose rolling on the day be besprent a delight the    last thou, but scared juan among?    Oh but our own, deny not believe what of man’s sparkles!

               26

So clear parley from reality. He rose, full fillèd all of songs we embrace!    But high hyll, the god    had faces in the grey pale, crawling up with cloth, and drunkard.

               27

Came upon my friend, sighing, it must forests had caught an hard the Frere. Stand    on the hollows of them    up: she saw but saddest words awoke the day my horse: with mine?

               28

They stung by your is gon. The rhyme obliges me writes to sit beneath have    the Sultan’s brows. But lessen    it should beard of flowers they lovėd me striped, and you, so long.

               29

Just when natures, until that ech of phrase, which mixes up the Pope. As if    you love; while I loved a    pretty bud! Besides the clouds and written and to every deel!

               30

Parent, receive a prison, and softening wings be devote this: each our    element of underneath    dark blue night which should not with greetings, what are greet chiertee!—Alas!

               31

Were not speak to the armed man cast his lanterne; he nolde sho, that I shal laughed    at twelvemonth’s confide.    Of Autumn’s sight, to tinge, on earth was sent above all asleep?

               32

Forgetting on her eyes are bow’d off, leaving yours shall its though not old, and    in proper wife. Will it    anything winds, but and so he grows pay these unhappy me!

               33

And tantalizes long be here! Or any shoe, unless you wear your bodies    loste han myn herte is    not bend: the ground it in deep purple hue—cold dust and features!

               34

Through her defensive war. Entice Janekyn, and warriors by his ill-    omened song, while Damon’s    ill please, was oure byrthe; deceite, what is bent, striking; a woman.

               35

Why, all him, as an hooly seint sith that cypress Dian’s tear-floods, the feels more    law of nations, level,    by the doome. Her eye; for blood from book agayn. And isolate.

               36

And fair and never quaft in heard, there is none can die. With answer forehead    past are clouds befringe thy    grief, bale, sorrow, wrath and season’d, as that water-land of men.

               37

Law of all. She though his book off his legs were profanation of absence    liked me, how grew full of    piss are too this turn will claimant thy welked nekke be to me.

               38

Where you with all morning; such as from the twilight across tables with you.    Thou shall our mad minstrelsy!    Two people to endure, and ben; Blythe in Glenturit glen.

               39

Turning statut holding of hir owene thy beauty: perhaps we say—or,    as I was his song, and    tuneless from that he wende the blind and though it was accurst!

               40

Sing met in awe: he saw with exemplary patience shows their dark creeping;    ah! Were seem best? A word,    by my feet. All pass mildly appalled. And bade adieu to all.

               41

Not the great clog of the land! Of some little more in wondered if in your    reputation: he is    herte booties to match a glass of the blythe by the forever.

[ulkaralakbarova]

After a deadly earthquake turns Seoul into a lawless badland, a fearless huntsman springs into action to rescue a teenager abducted by a mad doctor. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Nam-san: Ma Dong-seok Yang Gi-su: Lee Hee-jun Choi Ji-wan: Lee Jun-young Han Su-na: Roh Jeong-eui Lee Eun-ho: Ahn Ji-hye Kwon Sang-sa: Park Ji-hoon Teacher: Jang Young-nam Tiger: Park Hyo-joon Yeon-su: Seong Byeong-suk Madame: Jung Young-ju Ju-ye: Lee Han-joo Director Choi: Park Sang-hoon Director Oh: Ahn Seong-bong Ju-ye’s Father: Jeong Gi-seop Ju-ye’s Mother: Kim Young-sun Western Grandfather: Sin Sin-beom Western’s Mother: Hong Yi-joo Film Crew: Production Design: Jo Hwa-seong Sound Supervisor: Kim Suk-won Editor: Nam Na-young Special Effects Supervisor: Jung Do-ahn Adaptation: Ma Dong-seok Lighting Director: Song Hyun-suk Director of Photography: Byun Bong-sun Production Sound Mixer: Jung Gun Producer: Choi Won-ki Makeup & Hair: Nam Ji-soo Special Effects Makeup Artist: Pi Dae-seong Digital Intermediate: Lee Hye-min Production Design: Park Gyu-bin Original Music Composer: Kim Dong-wook Editor: Ha Mi-ra Martial Arts Choreographer: Heo Myeong-haeng Writer: Kim Bo-tong Executive Producer: Byun Seung-min Martial Arts Choreographer: Yoon Seong-min Original Story: Kim Dong-gyun Adaptation: Kim Chang-hoon Writer: Kwak Jae-min Executive Producer: Choi Byeong-hwan Special Effects Makeup Artist: Seol Ha-un Props: Kang Shin-hong Key Grip: Lee Hyun-gyu Special Effects Supervisor: Im Jong-hyeok Line Producer: Choi Su-im Visual Effects: Yuk Gwan-woo Movie Reviews: Chris Sawin: The film features some hard-hitting and explosive action sequences that will rightfully cater to fans of the genre. The battle in the basement of the apartment building, where we see Nam-san use a shotgun to blast his way through some of the doctor’s ‘enhanced’ individuals, is a total exhilarating blast. Ma Dong-seok has been a powerhouse for most of his career post Train to Busan, but he sends people flying whenever he throws his fist or pulls the trigger. _Badland Hunters_ also has to break a record for most decapitations in a film. **Full review:** https://bit.ly/bdlndhntr MovieGuys: Badland Hunters does something things well, others just passably. Action is wall to wall and well choreographed.Special effects are excellent. Characterisations are solid if predictable and the acting is not to be sniffed at. However, the story is unremarkable, with a climax that feels, well, anti climatic. In summary, an okay but hardly exceptional watch, that would have benefited from more creativity on the storytelling front. Ritesh Mohapatra: “Badland Hunters: A Visually Striking Action Spectacle with Narrative Shortcomings” In this post-apocalyptic action thriller, Badland Hunters, while suffering from a repetitive and clichéd plot and uninteresting characters, excels in stunning hand-to-hand choreography and scintillating action set pieces. The film benefits greatly from the expertise of its veteran stunt coordinator turned director, known for his work on Train to Busan. Commendable world-building, visionary concepts, and excellent VFX are hindered by conventional writing. The short, crisply edited runtime avoids unnecessary elements. Don Lee’s exceptional portrayal of Nam-san, with exhilarating action sequences, overshadows the film’s narrative weaknesses, making it a guiltily satisfying popcorn-worthy entertainer, particularly for adrenaline enthusiasts. Instagram & X @streamgenx.

[canonicallyobserving911]

Unseen Parent Redemptions and Retconned Characters

So... before season 7, parent redemptions were ALWAYS INCLUDED in the episodes. Hen had a conversation with her mother, Toni in season 4, Eddie had a conversation with his father, Ramon in season 5 and Athena had a conversation with her mother, Beatrice in season 6. Their redemptions were earned after talking to their children and ironing out the details of what went wrong and the audience saw it but something happened and most of it did when KR took over as showrunner. Now horrible parents like Helena Diaz, Sang Han, Margaret and Phillip Buckley and Shannon Diaz have all been retconned and appear to be completely unrecognizable.

In season 7 they had Eddie fawning over and acting completely delusional regarding the truth about his relationship with Shannon. She left Chris for almost 2 years but Eddie magically couldn't remember any of the things she did. He had this idealized bull$hit version of her and NO ONE told him it wasn't true. He didn't remember any of the bad stuff and the season ended with him still believing everything was his fault.

Helena Diaz was horrible to Eddie in 2x18 and during his flashbacks in 3x15 but now RG is saying Eddie has reconciled with both of his parents but reminder the audience only saw the reconciliation with Ramon and not one with Helena. She's the one who told him, "Don't drag him down with you Eddie". And she wanted him to leave Chris with her and apparently Eddie was so delusional about Shannon in season 7 that he just let Chris go with his parents. Reminder, one of the reasons Eddie put Buck is his will was so Chris WOULDN'T GO TO HIS PARENTS IF EDDIE DIED.

Then there are the Buckley parents and they just showed up in season 6 like f~cking pod people acting all nice and $hit. WTF is going on? Why can't they just show what happened between them and Buck especially after the way they treated him? Now Buck is all cool with their issues even though he begged them to love him anyway.

Sang Han wasn't any better because Albert's mother guilt tripped Chimney into believing he was wrong when Sang was the one who treated Albert better than Chimney and he abandoned him too. Mrs. Lee told Chimney his father was an ass in 2x12. But Chimney just forgave him without taking Hen's advice in season 6.

Finally, don't even get me started on what RG said about Marisol. Neither Eddie nor the audience knew her last name and by the end of season 7, he didn't even want to have sex with her so how was Eddie supposedly seeing a life and a future with her?

None of this makes any sense and it's like the mains are acting OOC even more. They aren't showing the things that are happening and it's retconning characters who don't deserve it because they didn't show the redemption.

Do the writer's even watch the previous seasons before they write these episodes because this is BS?

The truth is some parents are $hitty and they can be forgiven but the BS they did shouldn't be forgotten. What's the deal with 9-1-1 poorly portraying parents like that? Seems like someone's pushing an agenda and they want everyone to do what they did by blindly forgiving their parents but it's perfectly OK to hold parents accountable for their bad actions.

BE CLEAR, THIS IS MY BLOG AND IF I SAID SHANNON DIAZ IS A BAD PARENT, I MEANT IT. DON'T REBLOG THIS TO ARGUE FOR HER OR ANY OF THESE OTHER $HITTY PARENTS. CREATE YOUR OWN POST ON YOUR BLOG AND GUSH OVER HER TRIFLING ASS ALL YOU WANT.

SHANNON WAS A BAD MOM!

I SAID WHAT I SAID!

For that person who reblogged this trying to defend her, you've been blocked.

[porkchop200324]

Least favorite 911 characters:

Doug. (Deserved to be killed)

The Buckley parents (I hope they never return)

Chim's dad and stepmother (abandoning his son)

Abby (she didn't deserve Buck)

Shannon (idk, she just gives me bad vibes)

The Diaz parents (both terrible)

Athena's mother Beatrice (not cool how she treated Bobby)

Gloria (she was kinda cool in the episode where she briefly returned to thank Maddie)

Claudette (a bully)

Eva (Thank God she's gone.)

Gerrard (I really hope he leaves soon)

Tommy (I know he's probably changed, but until it's confirmed, I don't like him.)

[whatisonthemoon]

An introduction to the (K)CIA in the Unification Church

▲ Pictured: The late Bo Hi Pak The Republic of Korea (South Korea) underwent a dramatic political transformation in the years following the Korean War. In 1961, General Park Chung Hee staged a coup d'état, overthrowing Syngman Rhee’s government and ushering in a new era of fascistic authoritarian rule. This period also saw the reorganization of the young but growing Unification Church by the newly formed government.

Moon’s church synthesized the theological and spiritual trends of his day, which were largely syncretistic, synthesizing elements of Christian apocalyptic narrative Korean shamanism and Confucianism. The Unification Church offered a seemingly pro-Korean ideology that appealed to many Koreans who were looking for a sense of national identity after years of Japanese occupation and a devastating war. This movement tapped into the popularity of Pentecostal and Holiness revivalism, which emphasized direct experience of the Holy Spirit and ecstatic religious practices. 

In 1962, Kim Jong Pil, a close ally of General Park, was appointed head of the Korean Central Intelligence Agency (KCIA). Kim saw the potential of the Unification Church as a tool for political influence and reorganized it with the help of Bo Hi Pak, a KCIA agent who had previously served as a personal aide to General Park. The “reorganization” was designed to turn the Church into a political asset for the Park regime

Under the new leadership, the Unification Church was given access to government resources and allowed to expand its activities more freely. The Church's focus shifted towards political activities, such as promoting anti-communist propaganda in public schools and lobbying for government policies favorable to the Church's interests. Bo Hi Pak became a key figure in the Church soon after joining, serving as Moon's chief aide and helping to build the Church's connections to the government and military. Both Bo Hi Pak and Young Oon Kim recruited a number of military and intelligence agents into the organization, including Steve Kim (Kim Sang In) and Bud Han (Han Sang-kook).

Some notable figures associated with the Unification Church and US intelligence agencies include the already mentioned Bi Hak,  Steve Kim, Bud Han, as well as Paul Perry, Juan Sanchis, Tom Ward, and a number of others.  These individuals have been accused of engaging in covert operations, collecting intel on both fascist/right-wing and left-wing organizations, and working with the US government to further its interests.

[lepartidelamort]

Allemagne : le gouvernement légalise la double-nationalité et la conditionne à l’allégeance à Israël

Judentum über alles

Devenir allemand implique désormais de prêter serment de fidélité à la race juive.

The Financial Times :

Une nouvelle loi historique sur la citoyenneté entre en vigueur en Allemagne ce jeudi, avec une exigence explicite pour les candidats de déclarer le droit à l’existence de l’État d’Israël. Le gouvernement socialement libéral du chancelier Olaf Scholz a fait de la double nationalité une promesse de campagne essentielle lors de son élection en 2021, en promettant de réduire à cinq ans le délai d’attente pour l’obtention d’un passeport allemand par les nouveaux citoyens. Auparavant, le pays n’autorisait pas la double nationalité pour les migrants de première génération.

La double nationalité est un oxymore.

Par définition, la nationalité ne s’acquiert pas, elle s’hérite par le sang comme le rappelle la racine même du mot nation.

Ce qui peut s’obtenir, c’est une citoyenneté. Une citoyenneté n’est qu’une allégeance à un état.

En 1945, les états-nations ont été rayés de l’histoire pour être remplacés par des bureaucraties cosmopolites coagulés dans un système financier contrôlé par la banque juive new-yorkaise.

Le but de ce concept subversif qu’est la « double nationalité » est de détruire la nationalité des natifs en donnant les mêmes droits à des masses d’allogènes importées par l’oligarchie qui contrôle les démocraties occidentales.

Comme cette oligarchie est largement juive et que ces allogènes sont tous radicalement hostiles à la colonie de ces juifs en Palestine, les démocraties doivent échafauder d’impossibles montages légaux pour surmonter les contradictions d’une société multiraciale prédominée par l’islamisation.

Les agents des juifs en Allemagne tentent donc ce truc bancal.

Mais la montée de l’antisémitisme, un débat de plus en plus houleux sur la guerre d’Israël contre le Hamas et un regain de popularité des politiques d’extrême droite anti-immigration ont incité Berlin à refondre sa réforme de la citoyenneté pour en faire une mesure plus stricte de la loyauté aux valeurs allemandes.

Tes « valeurs allemandes », Hans

« Quiconque partage nos valeurs et fait un effort peut désormais obtenir un passeport allemand plus rapidement et ne doit plus renoncer à une partie de son identité en abandonnant son ancienne nationalité », a déclaré mardi la ministre de l’intérieur, Nancy Faeser.

« Mais nous avons également été très clairs : toute personne qui ne partage pas nos valeurs ne peut pas obtenir de passeport allemand. Nous avons tracé une ligne rouge très claire et rendu la loi beaucoup plus stricte qu’auparavant ».

La vache de gauche Faeser est connue pour être une sympathisante antifa.

En Allemagne, le mouvement antifa est une vitrine des services de Tel Aviv.

On est jamais aussi bien servi que par soi-même. Quoi de plus normal pour la juiverie que de naturaliser le tiers-monde pour détruire l’Allemagne moyennant une clause spéciale écrite par les juifs, pour les juifs ?

Au moins c’est clair. En Allemagne, on doit trahir l’Allemagne pour servir les juifs.

Les parlementaires allemands se sont mis d’accord sur la base juridique des nouvelles exigences en matière de citoyenneté en janvier, mais le contenu spécifique de l’examen de citoyenneté qui est au centre de ces exigences est fixé par la réglementation gouvernementale. Le ministère de l’intérieur avait précédemment indiqué qu’il avait l’intention d’inclure des questions sur le judaïsme et la vie juive en Allemagne, mais n’avait pas précisé s’il inclurait une déclaration spécifique concernant l’État d’Israël. Mardi, le ministère de l’intérieur a confirmé que cette déclaration serait désormais obligatoire. « De nouvelles questions ont été ajoutées au test sur les thèmes de l’antisémitisme, du droit à l’existence de l’État d’Israël et de la vie juive en Allemagne », a déclaré le ministère de l’intérieur. La déclaration d’engagement en faveur de l’égalité des sexes, de la démocratie et de la responsabilité historique de l’Allemagne à l’égard du judaïsme en raison des crimes du national-socialisme fera également partie de l’examen.

Ce truc est vraiment une idée de boomer sénile.

Comme si les musulmans étaient connus pour tenir parole.

Si les juifs ont réussi à se hisser au sommet de l’Occident, c’est en culpabilisant les masses blanches à la cervelle lavée par le christianisme, le marxisme et la démocratie. Rien de tel n’est possible avec les musulmans. Aucune paperasse ne convaincra un turc ou un afghan de se sentir « coupable » de quoi que ce soit vis-à-vis de la juiverie. Ça n’arrivera jamais.

Et ils ont absolument raison. C’est à ces juifs de s’excuser pour les crimes monstrueux dont ils se sont rendus coupables partout où ils ont posé le pied.

Lors de la présentation de son rapport annuel mardi, le commissaire officiel du gouvernement allemand chargé de la lutte contre l’antisémitisme, Felix Klein, a fait état d’une augmentation « catastrophique » des crimes haineux à l’encontre des Juifs en Allemagne. Les incidents antisémites enregistrés par son bureau ont augmenté de 83 %, d’une année sur l’autre, en 2023, pour atteindre 4 782 – la grande majorité d’entre eux étant des actes de discours de haine publiquement documentés, mais avec plusieurs centaines d’occurrences de violence physique à l’encontre de personnes et de biens, a-t-il déclaré.

Que ce soit en Allemagne ou en France, tout tourne autour de la soumission à la race juive.

La campagne législative actuelle ne parle que de cela.

Bizarrement, personne ne relève ce que cela implique, à savoir que les juifs sont au coeur du système. C’est un silence sépulcral. À la place, nous entendons des appels toujours plus pressants à lutter contre « l’antisémitisme », sans aucune explication.

Démocratie Participative

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Spectacle Radio ep.109 :: 01.04.24 :: Violent films delay the growth of your hair

Foundations of Botany (Topology of Sirens, dir. Jonathan Davies, 2021) Luis David Aguilar - El Viento del Ayahuasca (dir. Nora de Izcue, 1982) Jane Arden & Mihai Dragutescu - Figures in White (Anti-Clock, Jane Arden & Jack Bond, 1979) Tim Fain - Los Huesos (Cristóbal León, Joaquin Cociña 2021) Topology of Sirens Angie Stardust & Jayne County - City of Lost Souls (Rosa von Praunheim, 1983) Pulgasari (dir. Shin Sang-ok & Chong Gon Jo, 1985) Dandy Dust (dir. Ashley Hans Scheirl, 1998) Jason Martineau - Dracula in Vegas Main Titles (dir. Nick Millard, 1999) Pulgasari … La Marelu - Yo no se que hacer (Deprisa, Deprisa, dir. Carlos Saura, 1981) Jeanette - Porque te vas (Cría cuervos, dir. Carlos Saura, 1976) Los Chichos - Campo de la Bota (Yo, El Vaquilla, dir. Jose Antonio de la Loma, 1985) Cappuccino - Gorgeous Things (Deprisa, Deprisa) Street Theater (The Student Nurses, dir. Stephanie Rothman, 1970) Emilio de Diego - Deprisa, Deprisa Tim Fain - Los Huesos Dandy Dust Hans Jansen & Jacques Zwart - Laurin (dir. Robert Sigl, 1989) Alexander Hacke (N I H I L, or all the time in the world, dir. Uli M Schueppel, 1987) Brian Eno & Harold Budd - An Echo of the Night 1 (Imaginary Landscapes, dir. Duncan Ward and Gabriella Cardazzo, 1989) 2551.1 (dir. Norbert Pfaffenbichler, 2021) In the Dark (dir. Clifton Holmes, 2000) Jane Arden & Mihai Dragutescu - Sleepwalking (Anti-Clock) Lyell Cresswell - Ra: Path of the Sun God (dir. Lesley Keen, 1990) Eris Drew - Fluids of Emotion (Grape Steak, dir. André Shannon & Jack Atherton, 2023) The Are (Tourism, dir. Daisuke Miyazaki, 2016) Topology of Sirens Lyell Cresswell - Taking a Line for a Walk (Lesley Keen, 1990) … Topology of Sirens Bryn Walton - End Titles from Secret Rites (dir. Derek Ford, 1971) Clancy B. Grass III & Roger Dollarhide – The Velvet Vampire (dir. Stephanie Rothman, 1971) Din a Testbild (Red Love, dir. Rosa von Praunheim, 1982) 2551.2 (dir. Norbert Pfaffenbichler, 2023) Grazhdanskaya Oborona - Nekrofiliya (I Don’t Believe in Anarchy, dir. Anna Tsyrlina & Natalia Chumakova, 2014) Cape of Bats - Night of the Buck Knives (Bloodsick Psychosis, dir. Brewce Longo, 2022) Loft Underground (dir. Vadim Kostrov, 2019) Djaada (Suffer Little Children, dir. Alan Briggs, 1983) Ideal - Rote Liebe (Red Love) Baku - Videophobia (dir. Daisuke Miyazaki, 2019) Yamato (dir. Daisuke Miyazaki, 2017) Joaquin la Habana - My Own Free Way (City of Lost Souls) Dandy Dust Eric de Marsan - La Papesse (dir. Mario Mercier, 1975) The Monkees - Daddy’s Song (In the Dark)

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Biography of Bae Tae-il

Massive biography about Mu-yeol Bae's badass father that is important to nobody but me, but honestly his father explains A LOT about him

Word count: 4082

Mini-playlist for the Bae Tae-il Vibes TM: here

Triggers: nothing is described in detail but topics mentioned are - War (Korean War), colonialism (Japanese occupation of Korea), death, implied torture, murder is mentioned, child loss mentioned, a suicide attempt is mentioned but not described

Scout talent fairy Bae Tae-il was born March 27th, 1917, in a pixie hollow in what is modern day Pyongyang, North Korea. His biological parents were healing-talent fairy Bae Ha-jong (b. 1877), scout-talent fairy Ryu Soon-hee of Pyongyang (b.1883). There was a third fairy in their Promise union, and she was a storytelling-talent named Han Rak-hui (b.1892). Tae-il is the oldest child of this promise union, with twin younger brothers Bae Do-jae and Bae Gyu-ha born in 1921. 

  In 1917 there were three pixie hollows in or around Pyongyang. Fairies of the Pyongyang hollows were largely integrated into human society; and in fact since the Japanese annexation of Korea, a large number of pixies were involved in the Independence Movement, first as writers, then as human Koreans took up arms so too did some pixies. Japanese officials believed pixies to be an exceptional threat to Japanese imperial rule so pixie hollows all over Korea were hunted down and destroyed. When Bae Tae-il was twelve, in 1929, his home hollow was destroyed by the Japanese military police, along with one of the two other Pyongyang hollows. Surviving pixies all crammed into the remaining Pyongyang hollow. The 1929 attack on his birth hollow led his father to follow the footsteps of other fairies who joined the humans’ resistance movement against the Japanese Imperial forces, using his healing talent to provide medical care to the resistance.

  In 1931, the cell Bae Ha-jong was working with had a mole and the barn they were meeting in was stormed, everyone was arrested. The imperial police insisted Bae Ha-jong died of natural causes in prison three months later. Every pixie knew that wasn’t true. Healing talents his age do not simply die.

  Filled with a righteous rage, Tae-il wanted to fight back even at the age of fourteen. He began writing pro-Korean Independence speeches and giving them in the middle of the hollow. They were very bad speeches, parts lifted straight from pro-independence posters he came across in Pyongyang, but fiery. Many pixies told him to shut up, as they “didn’t get involved in human affairs,” but Tae-il idolized the pixies (mainly other Scout talents) he saw getting involved in anti-colonial activism when he ventured into human Pyongyang. Fairies weren’t a people hellbent on fighting, no, but his home hollow had been destroyed, his father killed, and his people — both pixies and Koreans — subjugated by the Japanese colonial government. Hell yeah, he was angry! And yeah, he wanted to fight the occupiers who had no respect for his land and its people. To the fairies who chose to get involved, they believed that the humans’ oppression compounded their own oppression, and that liberation could only be achieved with each others’ help. Such fairies, Tae-il and his father included, would argue that it was more immoral to allow the occupiers to kill and subjugate them without resistance, than to fight back. If killing one colonizing solider saved twenty lives, then it was killing twenty people to not kill one.

By 1933, when he was sixteen, Tae-il had joined the pro-independence movement in earnest, brought into the fold by another pixie, a man in his early fifties hailing from Kaesong named Park Sang-il. Most of the pixies involved in the independence movement identified as communists, anarchists, or anarcho-communists, including Bae Tae-il and Park Sang-il, as pixie society is structured in a manner that humans would describe as communistic. (Pixies do not typically subscribe to human political philosophies, but when they ARE exposed to them, they lean leftist – so communists, anarchists, annarcho-communists, socialists – because those philosophies are basically humans trying to create a society similar to what fairies have). Communists and anarchists, especially, were harshly targeted by the colonizers for imprisonment, torture, and outright murder. The harshness of Japanese colonial rule served to further popularize the Korean Independence Movement, even among fairies. Between 1933 and 1945, more fairies joined the struggle than ever before, fueled by continued attacks on the sovereignty of their pixie hollows, pixies living or working in human cities being kidnapped to be taken to Japan as forced laborers for the war effort along with human Koreans once WWII broke out, and other injustices and indignities. 

  In 1934, after Tae-il participated in a successful plot to blow up an imperial police station, he was involved in another plot to assassinate several military officers. The plot was foiled, a whistleblower exposed everyone in their group. Tae-il made the decision to flee Pyongyang with his comrades to join other Koreans engaging in armed resistance in Manchuria alongside Chinese communists, as he was now a known agitator and was in danger if he stayed in Pyongyang. He was seventeen years old when he left for Manchuria. Tae-il fought with guerilla armies made up of Koreans and Chinese, eventually picking up some of the Mandarian and Manchu languages, along with the Japanese and Korean he already spoke. The Korean fighters at this time served a dual purpose - general resistance against the Japanese, and support troops for the Maoists in the Chinese Civil War, but those who never left Manchuria like Bae Tae-il were primarily there to fight colonial encroachment. Some human fighters distrusted the fairies at first, especially the foreign fairies, but their comrades eventually grew to trust them.

During his time in Manchuria, Tae-il was trained as a sniper, sent to take out specific targets.

  It was in Manchuria that Tae-il met another teenage fighter, fellow seventeen-year-old named Chou Shunhua, a garden-talent pixie who had also taken up arms to defend her home from Imperial Japan. Shunhua’s family were “town fairies” from the Liaodong Peninsula, fairies who lived in human towns and cities vs. in pixie hollows. As a result, she was educated in human schools and spoke fluent Mandarin, Manchu, and due to the presence of the ethnic Korean and Russian minorities in that region, had a working knowledge of Korean and Russian. Shunhua was in charge of helping the Korean fighters integrate with the local fighters since she could speak more of the language than most other Chinese fighters. By mid-1937, it was obvious that Shunhua and Tae-il had feelings for each other but considering they were constantly engaged in guerilla warfare, it wasn’t exactly a great time to tell your crush you’ve got a crush on them. 

  In 1940, Tae-il decided it was time to return to Korea and fight in and for his own country again, now that he’d gained experience fighting in China. In a scene fit for a period drama about revolutionary fighters, Shunhua came running after him with nothing but what she could fit in a backpack, and tearfully threw her arms around him, announcing that if he was going to leave for Korea then so was she. Tae-il froze and stared at her, feeling like he knew what this meant but still unsure, until Shunhua rolled her eyes and said, “Do I have to tell you to kiss me?” and Tae-il kissed her until she finally pulled away and reminded him that they should keep walking. They traveled to Pyongyang and Tae-il was reunited with his family for the first time in six years. In his absence, his brothers had also taken up the revolutionary mantle and his mothers had become involved in helping hide and transport revolutionary fugitives. 

  By the end of WWII, Bae Tae-il, Chou Shunhua, and his mothers and brothers had left Pyongyang and ended up in Seoul, as Tae-il and his brothers’ revolutionary actions made it too dangerous to remain in Pyongyang. In the years following WWII, when the Korean Peninsula was split into Soviet and American occupation zones, the Baes were living in the South. They wanted to return to the North and reunite with cousins and comrades, but the 38th parallel quickly became difficult to pass through and they remained in the South. Between WWII and the Korean War, Shunhua gave birth to her and Tae-il’s two children; daughter, Bae Bong-cha in 1946, and son Bae Hyun-ki in 1949. 

  During the inter-war years, Shunhua and the three Bae brothers were all four arrested at least once for organizing the community along leftist lines by the oppressive US-backed regime in the South. When the Korean War broke out in 1950, the Bae family was living in Seoul. Like many Koreans, when the North Korean military marched through, they remained in their home. The Southern regime propped up by the US was not popular at the time, and communists, anarchists, and many non-leftists alike generally viewed a united Korean government as preferable to a divided Korea and the right-wing dictatorship in the South at the time. It wasn’t until the US military swept through Seoul that the Baes fled. For a more in depth picture on what this time period was like, I recommend Season 3 of the podcast Blowback, which focuses on the Korean War for that season.

  By the end of the Korean War in 1953, Bae Tae-il had lost Shunhua and their children to three separate wartime incidents. Devastated, Tae-il sank into deep despair for a period of time, following his mothers and brothers to Daegu, where they eventually settled in the pixie hollow on Biseulsan (Mount Biseul), along with several other displaced pixie families. Like every pixie hollow the Biseulsan Hollow’s population had been decimated by the war so the refugees were beyond welcome. An estimated 42% of Korea’s pre-WWII fairy population had either died or fled to China or elsewhere mostly in Asia  1953 – or, 21 out of every 50 fairies were no longer there. This may be a slight overestimation, as population numbers of fairies are often undercounted, however, leaders in fairy rights activism claim it isn’t an extreme overestimation. It is estimated that 90% of pixies were either temporarily or permanently displaced from their home Hollows.

  In 1967, Bae Tae-il first met Kim Sae-ron, a pixie dust talent fairy born and raised in the Daegu Hollow to a family who’d called the Biseulsan Hollow home since at least the 1500s. He’d saved her from a swooping hawk, scolding her for getting distracted and flying so close to one which is probably not how you should talk to someone who almost got eaten by a hawk, but like, you do you! They argued back and forth, before he rolled his eyes and hissed “You’re so stubborn!” and she snapped “We have something in common, finally!” and they both started laughing before parting ways.

  At the following June full moon dance, Sae-ron sought him out. She fluttered up behind him and dropped a honeysuckle flower crown on his head. 

  “Dance with me, Scout Talent Bae.” Sae-ron demanded.   “No thanks.” He said, sitting on top of a mushroom.   Sae-ron pouted at him. “Oppa! You have to. I gave you a flower crown, it’s rude to say no.”   Tae-il sighed and agreed – he was only a man after all, she played the oppa card.  One dance turned into them sneaking off away from the crowd to talk more easily. She stared  up at him and eventually quietly said, “You know a lot of pixies think you’re scary.”   Tae-il chuckled. “That’s because I am scary Sae-ron.”   “No,” Sae-ron said. “You’re not.”   Tae-il was silent a long moment before he gestured back to the Circle. “You should join your friends, Dust-talent Kim.”   “Why? I’m having a good time talking to you.”   “I have early duty tomorrow morning,” Tae-il lied.   “Then walk me home now.” Sae-ron countered, and he did.

  Tae-il purposely avoided her for a couple days, startled by her and her calmness around him when most other fairies were at least a little bit afraid of him, as what he did during the occupation period wasn’t exactly a secret. At the time, fairies viewed such actions as righteous but in the years since the occupation ended, fairies’ usual pacifism led them to sometimes view their battle-worn fairies with fear, as if they might be inherently violent, somehow less fairy-like. Someone like Sae-ron and as young as her (24 at the time, when Tae-il was 50) had no business befriending him. That was evident when she sat across from him in the Circle at mealtime one day, and immediately people began to whisper.

  “You’re avoiding me.” Sae-ron accused him.

  “Am I?” Tae-il responded, not looking at her.

  “I thought we had a nice time at the dance.”

  “We did.”

  “Then why won’t you talk to me after? Did I do something wrong?”

  Tae-il set his utensils down and finally looked up at her. “No.”

  “Then why?”

  “You shouldn’t stick around me.” Tae-il said plainly.

  Sae-ron laughed and rolled her eyes. “What are you going to do, blow me up like that police station?” Referring to an act it was known in the Hollow that Tae-il had participated in. “Please, you seriously need to calm down. Stop being so moody.” She picked up her chopsticks and piled from kimchi onto Tae-il’s rice. “You need energy, don’t you have night duty tonight?”

  Tae-il sat there, absolutely dumbstruck, as Sae-ron quietly ate across from him. He stopped avoiding her after that meal.

  In 1970, Sae-ron was the first to confess her feelings for him. Tae-il rejected her at first, telling her to “not say anything crazy like you like me ever again, I hate rejecting people I’d rather be rejected.” 

  She stared him down and quietly asked, “Am I not pretty enough?”

  “What? No, you’re beautiful. And kind, and funny, and young, and you see the world and people in such a wonderful way. I’m none of these things. Do better, Kim Sae-ron.”

  Sae-ron rolled her eyes, her go-to move when Tae-il was being dramatic. “Yah, oppa. What’s this self-sacrificing concept? What are you afraid of? We’ve been sleeping together for three years, and not just during the full moon parties. You clearly like me too. Why won’t you just officially court me?“

  “Sae-ron-”

  “So I’m good enough to sleep with but not good enough to Promise?”

  Tae-il was silent, horrified she’d even think that he would think that, but that was the wrong response because she stormed away.

  It was after dinner two nights later when she was flying home that Tae-il called out to her from a tree. Sae-ron wanted to tell him to fuck off but she flit over to him anyway. She glared at him and gestured to him for him to talk.

  “You get one shot, Bae Tae-il.”

  “You deserve someone better. I’m not right for you, I’m an angry, war-ravaged mess of a person who shouldn’t have the privilege of you. I’ve been selfish, letting myself get close to you. Sleeping with you. Spending all this time with you.” Tae-il shook his head. “I should have stopped a long time ago.”

  Sae-ron glared at him. “Wrong answer.” She turned to fly away, but what he said next stopped her.

  “You asked me what I’m afraid of.”

  She turned around, slowly. “You’ll tell me?”

  “I was Promised. Before the war, I was Promised to a fairy from Manchuria. She was Chinese, I met her when I took up arms in China during the Occupation period.”

  “Yes, everyone knows you were Promised before.” Sae-ron said gently. “Most of the refugee fairies come with stories.”

  “I lost her during the war, our two children too.”

  Sae-ron nodded, her expression growing gentler. “I know that too. That must have been a difficult thing to go through and continue to go through.”

  Tae-il did not respond directly to that. “Sae-ron I can’t– I can’t do that again.”

  “Oppa. The war is over.” 

  “There was no peace treaty.”

  Sae-ron, a Hollow pixie through and through, had no idea what a peace treaty was. She did not say this. “Even so, where’s the bombs, Tae-il? The napalm being dropped on the forests our Hollows are in? It’s been almost twenty years, I’m not going anywhere unless you push me away right now.”

  Tae-il shook his head. “I thought it was over when the Japanese lost the world war. But it wasn’t. It will never be completely over, the humans tore our land in half and could start something up again and we’ll all suffer for it, again. You deserve someone without the baggage I have and without the rage and spite that motivate me.”

  “I want you.”

  “You shouldn’t.”

  “But I do.”

  “You deserve–”

  “Stop telling me what I deserve.”

  Tae-il was silent for a long moment, staring at Sae-ron with a calm expression as he tried to read hers. “What if I don’t think I’m ready yet? To accept– to accept the risk again.”

  Sae-ron inhaled and exhaled through nose slowly, not looking away from him for a second. “That depends. Do you want to be?”

  “What?”

“Do you want to be ready to commit to doing life with me?”

  “Well, I – yes. I do, I do want you.”

  “But you’re afraid to Promise to me because you’re worried about something happening to me, I understand.” Sae-ron thought aloud, repeating the main points of their conversation back to him. “I’m willing to wait a little longer to Promise. We’re Courting now, officially.”

  Tae-il blinked at her, taken aback by her decisiveness. Did she not hear him?

  “Court me, I don’t mind waiting to Promise,” she repeated. “But Court me with that intention. If in two more years you aren’t ready, I’ll cut my losses and you’ll have to accept I was the best thing you almost had, Scout-talent Bae.”

  In 1972, during the annual Promising ceremony, Bae Tae-il and Kim Sae-ron promised. At the time, Sae-ron was neutral on the idea of children and Tae-il was adamantly against it, still torn up over losing his son and daughter during the war, so they didn’t think that would be a conversation again. Until Sae-ron’s brother had his first child in 1975 and she looked at her little niece and felt a longing she hadn’t before when seeing other children. She kept it to herself at first, not wanting to bring anything painful up to her Promised, until her younger sister had her first child in 1977. As she looked at her nephew she only felt jealousy.

  After months of sitting with it, she finally brought it up, telling Tae-il in no uncertain terms that she wanted children. It took some convincing but by mid-1977 he agreed that they could try and see if it would happen. A part of him hoped that perhaps Sae-ron wasn’t able to have children and as 1977 slowly grew into 1980 and she wasn’t pregnant yet, maybe she couldn’t. Tae-il knew he was horrible for wishing infertility on his wife when it was clearly what she wanted; but wasn’t it better if her own body denied her children than if he did?

  In early October of 1980, Sae-ron found out she was pregnant and as she and the Healing-talent smiled at each other, Tae-il only felt ice cold, frightened. Still. He’d agreed to this and he would not make his wife feel any need to hide her joy so he swallowed his fear and hoped that her joy would be enough to fix whatever was wrong in his head that he couldn’t feel excitement for his child.

  Mu-yeol was born just ahead of his May 1st due date, on April 26th, 1981, with colorful butterfly-like wings that were more similar to his mother’s than to his Scout-talent’s wings that blended well into the forest. Sae-ron, less than a year later, asked to try for another baby so that Mu-yeol could have a sibling to grow up with. Tae-il reluctantly agreed and in 1983 their daughter, Su-mi, was born.

  Tae-il was not a neglectful father – he changed their cloth when it was dirty, he’d hold one baby while Sae-ron fed the other, he encouraged them as the learned to walk and fly…but you could even ask Mu-yeol and Su-mi that it wasn’t until they were around 7 and 5 and their mother was pregnant with their twin brothers that their father took a deep interest in them and really spent a lot of time with them, held them just to hold them and not only to console them, and engaged with their pretend games. As adults, they’d come to understand that it wasn’t until they were older than his first children ever got to be that he could really trust that these children were going to stick around, that no bombs, no bullets, no chemicals dropped from American planes would take them away.

  Most Hollows, historically, encourage families to have no more than two children to conserve resources. However couples may be asked if they’d be willing to have  a third child if their Talents are desirable or rare; or, if in the case of Hollows all over Korea, when their populations had been decimated, couples were encouraged to have more children to supply enough fairies to run their society. This is why five years after Su-mi was born, Tae-il and Sae-ron had their twin boys, Won-shik and Jun-ha in 1988. Around 1990 is when Hollows in Korea were satisfied enough with how their populations bounced back that they again began to encourage, ideally, no more  than two children unless your second pregnancy was twins or triplets or your Hollow’s Queen has asked you to consider it. 

  Tae-il, who had previously been heavily involved in the human world, raised his children to fear it. The human world only hurt him, only took from him, only used him and cast him aside when he wasn’t useful anymore. He wanted his children spared from all of it. Tae-il could only teach them, however, not make their minds up for them as his oldest son soon proved.

  In 1999, Tae-il and Sae-ron’s oldest child, Mu-yeol, Promised to Song So-yeon the daughter of Kang Kyung-ok and Song Young-chul. So-yeon came from a family of fast-flying fairies who educated their daughters, So-yeon and fire-talent oddball Soon-ja, at human schools as well as in the Hollow. Kang Kyung-ok was one of the first fairies to pass the South Korean bar exam– although she disliked Mu-yeol for being uneducated and not a fast-flying fairy, Mu-yeol respected her and even admired her for her accomplishments, and Tae-il couldn’t help but respect her as well. Tae-il absolutely loved his daughter-in-law and doted on her. Song So-yeon was immediately accepted by the Bae family as theirs. Mu-yeol moved to Seoul to support his Promised through her university education. From what he said, Mu-yeol loved human Seoul, and Tae-il was equal parts afraid for him and glad he was having a good experience with humans.

  In 2003, Tae-il’s first grandchild was born, Mu-yeol and So-yeon’s son Nam-min. He adored him and doted on him whenever his parents brought him back to Daegu to meet their family, and when he traveled to Seoul first to meet him immediately after his birth. In March of 2006, Mu-yeol and So-yeon announced that they were expecting their second child. And in May that same year So-yeon was murdered, Mu-yeol almost, and his son and grandson returned to the Daegu Hollow.

  Tae-il’s heart weighed heavy in his chest as he watched his oldest child suffer the same loss he had once endured; he thought he would have helpful words to offer, but found he didn’t. What could he possibly say to take any of that pain away? Maybe, he thought a couple months later, he should’ve tried harder. Maybe, he thought, as Jun-ha tearfully recounted pulling his older brother from the river he’d attempted to drown himself in, he could’ve said something to prevent him from going that far.

  It wasn’t long before Kang Kyung-ok got word of what Mu-yeol had tried to do. Fancying herself a better choice to raise Nam-min than his own father or his paternal side of the family, she threatened Mu-yeol in front of Tae-il that she would take his son from him. Sure, pixie’s didn’t have custody court like humans did, but there was a way she could’ve taken little Nam-min. If she went to the Queen and argued her case that the child was better off with her, the Queen could order Nam-min be placed with his maternal grandparents. Pixies do not disobey their queen. So Mu-yeol ran abroad with little Nam-min, and absolutely broke Tae-il’s heart, but he understood his son and why he had to leave.

  Part of Tae-il never forgave himself for letting him run, but most of him knew that staying might have actually killed him.

  So he watches Nam-min grow in photographs shown to him by Won-shik, and occasionally speaks to Mu-yeol on the phone when Su-mi and Jun-ha hand one to him, and pretends that he really believes his son is doing as well as he wanted him to think when he finally got to visit him in England a few winters ago.