#murder tw.

[xhanjs]

helloooooooo ansong! i go by misa (she/her) and i am 25+! tumblr IMs are my preferred method of plotting, but i am always excited to jump straight into threading if that is something you’re interested in as well! ill have some event related bunnies under the cut as well as some background information on my new muse han jinsol. if you’d like to hear me yap a bit more plot something up, please feel free to like this post and i’ll come running over to ya🏃‍♀️

tw: brief mention of murder/gun violence in her background

profile - memories

a look into the past …

born july 12, 1917

her mother passed away when jinsol was very young, so she has little to no recollection of her

jinsol's father was an up and coming politician who— from the outside looking in— doted on and spoiled her. but growing up, she eventually realized that his intentions were not purely based on his love for her. rather, her father valued their reputation over everything else

she, however, did love and care for him as her only family. jinsol followed every order of his obediently, without ever thinking to object

while she did find her occupation as a nurse to be fulfilling, jinsol had only become one at his passive insistence that it was not only fitting for a girl of her age, but generous and kind to take care of the brave war soldiers

meeting cha gyeonjin was the catalyst that changed her life (for better and for worst)

finally, jinsol was beginning to act on her own accord. feelings that she had previously believed to be dormant were now rising to the surface— she was truly happy

(tw: murder, gun violence)

but it all came crashing down on her at once. jinsol was in the wrong place at the wrong time. she's returned home momentarily to find the tail end of her lover shooting her dear father in cold blood.

jinsol could not bring herself to run nor hide; her mind could barely make sense of the scene before her. though, she was quick to realize that there was no simple way out of this mess

though her eyes were blurred by her own tears, jinsol could still see the same gun now being pointed towards her. the only person she had ever loved would be pulling the trigger and she could do nothing but smile at him, accepting her ill fate

(tw: end)

died august 21, 1939

arriving in ansong …

after arriving 15 years ago, jinsol (age 22) wandered around the town with great curiosity.

the environment around her looked completely different, but not entirely foreign!

she played around for what felt like forever when it did occur to her that she would need to get a job in order to fund a life here. out of convenience, she applied for the first location to display a help wanted sign: solstice veterinarian clinic.

several seasons passed before her first memory unlocked and she remembered that she once worked as a nurse. eventually jinsol decided to return to what she was most familiar with, now working at ansong community hospital.

her innate desire to be a caretaker kept her at the veterinarian clinic, but only as a volunteer on weekends.

it has been about 10 years since she's truly settled into a "groove". while she's not against learning more about her past, jinsol is not actively setting out to remember either. if it happens, it happens. if it never does, she's content with the way things are now.

event thread/plot ideas (will try to keep these short and simple!)

you want to enter the costume contest, but too shy to dress up alone. so you rope jinsol into matching you

after entering the spooky maze tour, the both of you continue to encounter each other at the strangest corners. eventually, you decide to team up to escape the maze together

jinsol is still unfamiliar with photo booths, but she’s having a grand time! too much of a grand time, really. you notice a line is starting to form, do you pull her away or join in her fun?

walking around the food stalls, jinsol mistakenly buys more snacks than she’s capable of finishing on her own. she spots you in the corner of her eye and begs you to assist her

since arriving in ansong, jinsol has had an unexplainable fear of fireworks. lost in her enjoyment of the festival, she forgets all about the firework show happening in such close proximity. you find her huddled up in an empty spot of the park

[drekkavac-moving]

𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂  𝙾𝙵  𝚃𝙷𝙴  𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙺𝙺𝙰𝚅𝙰𝙲. mutuals may interact.

[nuks]

‘ how many people have you killed? ’ ( rosemary ) ✉️ meme prompts: accepting ! ⋆.˚

          There's a smile that quirks her lips up, her eyes glittering as she tilts her head at him.     ❛❛   That's a lot like askin' a lady how old she is, or how many fellas she's kissed...   ❜❜     She muses, and this certainly isn't normal pillow talk, but it makes sense for Rosemary and Johnny. Nothing about them has any semblance of normality, and Rosemary wouldn't have it any other way. 

          Rosemary is quiet momentarily. She knows Johnny is just as  HUNGRY  as she is- perhaps even more- yet there's a reluctance to divulge just how many lives she's taken... A fear of rejection, of him being afraid of her... She hates the anxiety welling up inside her, no other man has ever made her feel this way, and it's both exhilarating and terrifying.     ❛❛   ... About... fifteen at this point.   ❜❜     She murmurs, fingers grazing over Johnny's pecs. 

          She doesn't look at him yet, and while she feels no remorse for the lives she's taken, she's nervous for the first time in a long time. Slowly, her brown eyes flicker to his, her expression carefully neutral before she summons a soft smile.     ❛❛   That doesn't bother you, does it?   ❜❜     While her question could be written off as playful, there's a vulnerability flickering in her gaze.  @johnnysslaughter

[peachmuses]

sociieties asked: all things considered, it doesn't take kazuya too long to find haizaki. not when there's a blood trail that's easily enough to follow and there's not that many guys laid out on the sidewalk thanks to shuu's handiwork. ---- hara kazuya does not remember anything else. nothing between suddenly snapping out of it and looking for some asshole. it's dark out now ( darker, it was already getting late when he left ) and he can't really see too much, just that it's him, a limp body, and nothing else. he's covered in blood, too, both his own and that of haizaki. shit. shit. he looks over at haizaki / unmoving, mildly mutilated, the dude's chest isn't moving. he's not breathing, hasn't been for a while now. kazuya blinks, feeling his mind struggle against the urge to fall back into some sort of daze, but his body hurts and his hands — he looks at his hands, they're shaking and slick with blood — he fucked up. his mouth is dry, something he realizes after he tries to swallow a mouthful of spit and it's as unpleasant as the scene before him would be if he wasn't feeling so numb to everything. haizaki's dead. kazuya's pretty sure he was the one to kill him. they're just alone in some abandoned building. shit. he should call someone / he reaches for his own phone, tapping the screen until it comes on and he's blinded in the process. whatever, he'll live, ignores it as shaky hand thumbs through contacts and he finds tatsuya's and presses the call button. it rings once, twice, pick up pick up pick up, the call is answered and kazuya speaks for the first time in what feels like forever / it comes out quiet and breathless, audibly shaken, " tatsu? i need you. i- please. i need you... " / smtz

when tatsuya planned a weekend trip to tokyo it definitely wasn't to this. he's been sitting in the hospital for hours -- listening as shuuzou sleeps and makoto worries over him and kazuya. makoto had once turned to him, worried out of his mind and told him that shuuzou allowed him to drag him to the hospital without a single fuss -- which is how makoto knows it's bad. and that they haven't heard anything from kazuya in hours now -- and tatsuya checks his phone once again to see his last message still on delivered and not read and he can't help but worry. when his phone rings -- he sits up blinking, only to look and see [love] flash across the screen and he's answering. " zu-chan ? " soft as the heart moniter beeps in the background, and kazuya breathes out his name, shakey and tatsuya's throwing on his jacket. makoto is next to him, and tatsuya is again wondering what in the world is wrong with the universe. his best friend is laid up in the hospital, and his boyfriend sounds scared and terrified. he shifts phone to ear, " i'm on my way. where are you at ? " makoto looks at him, and tatsuya mouths kazuya's name before glancing back at shuu. " let me know when he wakes up --- " he says to makoto, trying to keep his voice quiet enough that kazuya doesn't hear him. concussed people aren't suppose to sleep but they put him on some painkillers that had ended up knocking shuu out -- and tatsuya had ran like a bat out of hell the minute he got out of the train to the hospital only to see one of the most important people to him, passed out, and for the first time in a long time, tatsuya had remembered that shuuzou wasn't this --- grand figure, who was loud and boistorous and stern at times, but a child. a kid. well a teen but really, the bed was too big and shuuzou seemed too small, and tatsuya hated it. " baby ? " he softly says to kazuya as he makes his way out of the hospital, " i'm on my way. where are you ? or do you have a roundabout idea of where you are ? or do i need to check l360 ?"

[trustymikh]

there are many benefits to being a ground-type pokemon trainer

[phosphorusab]

A grown ass man lured a 14 year old girl out to a park at night, abused her, killed her, dismembered her and scattered her remains in public parks and rivers. Now if that girl was a cisgender girl, the general public would rightfully put the blame on the perpetrator for taking advantage of and murdering a minor.

But because Pauly Likens Jr was a transgender girl, the general public is going full trans panic defense, even though the perpetrator said they met on Grindr, if that was even true. Grindr doesn’t verify the age of its users and legally doesn’t have to due to Section 230 of the Communications Decency Act, which means half of sexually active queer adolescents will use this app and fall into the hands of predators.

https://www.wgbh.org/news/national/2021-07-12/unseen-part-3-popular-gay-dating-app-grindr-poses-exploitation-risk-to-minors

Grindr has been known to have a sexual exploitation of minors issue, and I just know that people are going to see that Pauly Likens Jr and her killer may have used this app to blame Pauly for her own demise.

It’s just like they did with Gwen Araujo in 2002 (a 17 year old trans girl killed by 4 grown ass men), Mercedes Williamson in 2015 (a 17 year old trans girl killed by a grown ass man) and Nikki Kuhnhausen in 2019 (a 17 year old trans girl killed by a grown ass man). You stop being an innocent kid who is capable of being victimized when you’re trans. You’re a threat to other kids your age or younger, and you’re a precocious sexual provocateur towards adults. This applies especially to transgender girls - complete dehumanization and transmisogyny.

This pattern of transgender teenage girls being taken advantage of by adults and killed is completely unacceptable, and society should start acting like it.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

My mom crushed my ribs with her bare hands, killing me.

[tomahachi12]

TW/ST: MISCARRAGE (implied)

[ngatwa]

[hussyknee]

[drekkavac-moving]

💀 (bz: moonwalks out of the room)

This  was  starting  to  become  an  𝚄𝙽𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃𝚄𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴  𝙿𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙽  for  her.  Having  to  put  someone  down  𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝  𝚒𝚗  𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎  to  do  the  classic    ' this  isn't  as  bad  as  it  looks! '    bit.  But  Anya  wasn't  that  kind  of  person.  They  never  once  shied  away  from  that  part  of  herself.  𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴  𝚆𝙴  𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴  𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴  𝙵𝙾𝚁  𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙵  𝙻𝙾𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝙰𝙽𝚈𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴 ... that  had  always  been  incredibly  exhausting.  This  guy??  They  didn't  feel  bad  putting  him  down.  Guy  was  a  𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙴𝙿  anyways.  How  the  hell  had  he  gotten  in  here  anyways.  When  she  turned  around  to  see  B  ,    shoulders  sunk  slightly  𝚒𝚗  𝚊  𝚑𝚞𝚏𝚏.  Wiping  her  boot  off  on  the  dead  body  with  an  𝙸𝙽𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚅𝙴𝙽𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴𝙳  look  on  her  face.  Her  hand  ,    pointed  toward  the  other  woman  with  the  point  of  her  knife  for  emphasis.    " You  ,    need  better  friends.  Or  someone  to  vet  em .. "

[ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴. ]    𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙴𝙿𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶.  with  @getslashed.

[ed-recoverry]

Pauly Likens Jr., a 14-year-old transgender girl, was recently found murdered.

She was stabbed. Her body was found dismembered in a river; a man was recently arrested for her death. Her cause of death was trauma to her head.

She was supposed to be celebrating her 15th birthday this Saturday.

Her family has started a gofundme to cover her funeral.

Trans lives matter.

Trans kids deserve to live.

Keep trans kids safe.

[whydoihavetoart]

something lgbt is happening

[maskofnova]

Peace and Love on the Earth <3

[a-gay-poptart]

Say their name.

CW AND TW: CHILD DEATH

Say.

Their.

Name.

Nex Benedict was a indigenous trans nonbinary teenager. Their head was beaten against the floor in a bathroom stall. Less than 24 hours later, they died, most likely from undiagnosed head trauma. Conservatives say they want to, "protect the children", where was the protection for Nex? That's the thing. There wasn't any. Nex died. And many more trans, queer, and nonbinary minors will if we don't step up and do something. What happened to Nex has and will happen to queer folk around the globe. Say their name.

Edit: I didn't expect this to get much attention, but thank you everyone. What alot of people, "forget" to mention was that Nex was two spirited, which means they were indigenous. The fact that I wouldn't have heard about this if I didn't have Tumblr is absolutely revolting. News needs to be covering this. But what are Republicans doing? Sucking their thumbs and crying about how, "trans people shouldn't be able to piss". What are Democrats doing? Twiddling their thumbs and groveling to an old geezer that somehow falls up the stairs and supports I$r3@l. It's disgusting and America needs to do better.

Edit 2: Any and all hate/saying that Nex Benedict wasn't murdered (they were) will immediately get deleted, just because you don't like trans people doesn't mean you can be an whiny little bitch. A child was murdered. This has nothing to do with politics, a child was murdered.

[one-time-i-dreamt]

The government started punishing people who committed fraud by decapitating them and putting their heads on animal bodies. I saw a woman with a deer body standing on the roadside, struggling to eat grass with a disgusted look on her face.