#lee family home

[maya-yaya]

[hasello]

Next sister (soon)

Do not ask me why this comic took me so long to finish, I don’t know either. I had such a love/hate relationship with it 💀 I did it, tho! Here’s Riri’s part for now. You have asked so many lovely questions and I still have some hope that I’ll manage to answer most of them 🙏🏻 love you guys, hope you enjoy!!

[missmetus]

Gaalee before the end of the year

[duahauuoplanh]

because I don't want anything more. bởi vì anh không còn mong gì hơn.

[aboutmercy]

thinking about how dongsik and joowon are the inverse of each other. thinking about joowon's journey realizing that blood is not thicker than water, ties can be severed from abusive family members (no matter how painful that is) and that among many things, his father's cruelty is what took away and destroyed dongsik's family who actually were a positive force in his life. many things about beyond evil appeal to me, but i mainly want to put a pin on the central themes of the show, particularly the failures of adults and parental figures, how that ripples through the lives of their successors in an especially vicious and self-destructive manner. this is a commonality found between multiple characters in the show (minjeong, joowon and jeongje) - but i want to put emphasis on joowon's struggle with this because his path to freedom was walked to completion, in comparison to minjeong whose life was cut short and jeongje who we part with carrying the painful knowledge that he may never achieve absolution, as his journey has only begun.

the show, technically starts at the beginning of joowon's journey/arc. unfamiliarity and discomfort force him to adapt and self-reflect, because the only way joowon was able to free himself was by breaking every rule his father set for him, going beyond his selfish confines and breaking down the walls he built. joowon is unable to get his physical body dirty, he is emotionally closed-off and is incapable of understanding why the people in manyang, particularly dongsik, would look out for anyone other than themselves. he is selfish, rigid, guilt-ridden and bashful; but it is exposure to dongsik's unwavering faith in and patience for others (for jeongje, for sangbae, for the people of manyang that have wronged him for years) that erode his harsh edges. dongsik, although not without flaws and contrary to what his outer appearance and manner of speech radiate, is kind and forgiving. that kindess, that forgiveness, as well as joowon's own guilt and shame is essential to getting him to a point where he is comfortable bloodying his hands, his clothes, and his face to protect dongsik (+ jihwa and her partner. to protect his friends).

dongsik recognizes joowon's pain too ("i know what it's like to be blamed for something you didn't do"). he sees his guilt, it's not inordinate to what joowon's done per se but a large portion of it brings so much shame to joowon ("please, stop doing unnecessary things out of guilt.") how could i have been so self-righteous when the man who bore me is responsible for so much misery? how do i rectify this, how do i absolve myself from the guilt? all dilemmas joowon grapples with, and dongsik, knowing pain and shame all too well does not grant joowon mercy when he is bowed down, forehead to cuffed hands while joowon's own are also cupping dongsik's, begging for it. mercy is letting joowon go, it's lifting the burden of responsibility off his shoulders - but instead, dongsik’s final request ensures that joowon truly atones ("i ask you to arrest me" - "no, how could i do that? i have no right") by informing him that the only way to live with guilt is to try and do right by the people who expect something from him. "joowon-ah", dongsik says as he softly picks up joowon's clenched fist, the look they share informs joowon that going through with the arrest is how he'll do dongsik right. it's what dongsik, his now friend, expects from him. that's what their final scene as partners is all about, in my opinion.

and something good does come out of dongsik's firm but tender confrontation. joowon gradually becomes a better person who seeks community and whose life, in return, is enriched by the friends that forming community gave him. dongsik and joowon's parting is bittersweet, but in letting joowon know that his actions matter to others and that he is wanted and expected by others - (jihwa, as part of the larger collective whose feelings towards joowon are influenced by dongsik's, texts him and checks in - that expectation to show up and empathy for when he does not respond is an invitation letting him know that there is a place for him if he chooses to occupy any) - dongsik sets him free.

[anrisimps]

Lsh walked into the room, sipping his coffee. Cjs was running on the treadmill with his headphone on. Krs and Raon were sitting on the rug talking about something. Krs looked to be on the verge of pulling his hair out.

Lsh silently edged to where cjs had been standing.

"Do you know what they are talking about?"

"No idea. But they've been at it for an hour. Best stay away from Rok Soo. He might actually set someone on fire"

"....Right," lsh turned around and left the room altogether. He was a smart man and would stay away from krs for at least 6hrs.

Meanwhile krs and Raon:

(ch 8 is up)

[phoenix--flying]

what is that Ethabaster group home au you mentioned

This was quite literally sprouted from one line of dialogue in Black Friday by Starkid, I'm not even joking 💀

"You say you killed your family. I hope I killed mine." as something Alabaster says to Ethan. But, the context?

Alabasters family (His father, step mom and their two kids) were killed in a freak house fire and he was the only one who survived. What authorities don't know? Alabaster started the fire. His father wasn't good to him and he wanted to start a fire to hopefully get him landed in the hospital so he could get out of the house/run away, it was not his intention to kill anyone. Regardless, he wound up in a group home since he had no family to go to (He did, technically, but none of them could be reached)

A couple years after that, Ethans dad died in a car accident which Ethan blames himself for, he'd been asking a lot of questions and thought it distracted his dad from seeing another car coming towards them. If you wanna go the Nakamura/Tanaka fam route (me personally i always do) then both his and Drews dads were killed, Drew is placed in the care of one Naomi Solace while Ethan is sent to the same group home as Alabaster.

Despite authorities ruling the fire at the Torrington estate an accident, the other boys in the home took note of Al's apathetic attitude towards the accident and decided to start a rumor that he set the fire which, of course, is true but they don't know that. So, Al doesn't get along with most people in the home aside from one other resident, Chris Rodriguez, and two of the workers, Luke Castellan and Lee Fletcher.

He's caused many a problem before and has been threatened with a placement move but Luke always manages to get it fixed, he had also planned to start a new job at a different home around the time Alabaster showed up but ended up changing his mind. Luke is the only one who knows that Al set the fire.

Alabaster has his own room because of the issues with the others, but when Ethan shows up Luke assigns him to Al's room. At first, Al just ignores him; he's seen enough people come and go in the two years he'd been there he's learned to not make friends. But after a month or so he starts to open up a little, talk to Ethan a bit more. Then Luke starts assigning them to the same activities and stuff like that, basically trying to push them together in a way because he thinks they'll get along and that having a friend would be good for Al.

Ethan also completely ignores the rumors, despite several kids telling him that nobody wants to adopt Alabaster because he's a murderer, etc etc. Alabaster doesn't want to be adopted, he's trying to find his bio mom (He was under the impression that his step mom was his bio mom but found out very soon after the fire that she wasn't) And Hecate is under the impression that Alabaster is with one of his aunts, rather then a group home, hence her lack of contact.

Lee and Luke met each other during a brief stint in a different group home which is what pushed them to work for one when they were older :) They are the homes big brothers fr what can I say.

Eventually though, Alabaster ends up telling Ethan the truth about the fire before promptly running away because he thought Ethan would hate him, and because Ethan is his first actual friend he did NOT want to deal with that. Also an underlying fear that Ethan would call the police. Luke ends up finding him and convincing him to come back.

To be completely honest I don't think there's been much past that, so that's it for now LOL

[marymekpop]

⟢ highlight of the hour: the good bad mother [5/14] ⟣

homecoming

[her-canine-teeth]

anyways fav yellowjackets headcanon: there was a town near the cabin like. 10 kilometers farther but they just never saw it bc

1. all of them r nearsighted. or smth

2. they got enough other shit going on (being teenage girls)

3. thry just arent that attentive (tied to 2.)

4. they jsut never looked in that direction (yass)

[sharklng]

i gave metal a baby sister, her name is tsukihime and she takes after her mom :(-:

[maya-yaya]

[imblocking-you]

IM BAWLING THEIR FAMILY DYNAMICS MAKE ME GO SOFT RKDNDKSM

[alchemiclee]

been looking in tags for a few days now to see if anyone else found the whole high cloud quintet and related story to be a bit.....poorly written, nonsensical, contradictory, full of plot holes and loose ends, etc. apparently i'm not the only one. (and i'm not even talking about shipping stuff, because any time I saw someone mad about bad writing, someone always replies to be homophobic and laugh about failed ships. weirdos.) it could have been so good but was thrown into the garbage for the most part (IF you noticed all the plot holes and contradiction. if not, then it's a fine enough story tbh. I expect most people to see it on surface level and not read all the little hidden lore bits and try to piece it together like my autistic brain did. which is ok! enjoy it if you liked it and ignore me 😆)

[ayyponine]

not to be a milennial but harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban really is that bitch....

[diabolicflame93]

Highs (and Lows) of High School Ages 15-18 (Part 5)

My life throughout my high school years. Up until I leave for college. CW for SI, SA (mention of), Depression, and Purity Culture.

CW: SA, SI, Depression, Purity Culture A bit of Background The Deckerville First Baptist church was in the middle of a church split when we first started attending. Context of the church split, a mother had approached the new lead pastor Jed Willis about her son who was “living in sin.” What was this man’s sin? He was living with his long-term girlfriend. Jed gave this individual an ultimatum…

[naminethewriter]

One's Hometown, One's New Home

Chapter Six: Complicated Families

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@tss-anxceit-week

Summary: Janus’ hometown is a usually quiet place where everyone knows everyone. So when someone new moves in, they’re usually the hottest topic of local gossip. The newcomer then comes by the library Janus works at, he can’t help but chat with him a little. Doesn’t hurt that he’s good looking as well.

Content Warnings: Referenced Homophobia, Past Parental Death, References to the Foster System

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“You sure you don’t want a glass?” Janus asked as he poured himself some wine. Virgil sat next to him on the couch and shook his head.

“No, thanks. Alcohol isn’t my thing in general. I’ll stick to water.”

“Suit yourself.” Janus leaned back and took a sip, taking a moment to enjoy it. Virgil shifted, a bit uncomfortable with the silence.

“My dad,” Janus began after he took a deep breath, “came to this town in his early twenties. He brought nothing but a single suitcase, his papers, and some money. He found work in an auto repair shop and quickly became a hot topic of the locals. He was kind, hard working and handsome, allegedly. The perfect bachelor. At least, according to what my mom’s told me. My grandma was always a lot more skeptical about him, but she rarely trusted outsiders.

“My mom had also turned twenty around that time. She was working as a waitress in a local diner. It wasn’t really that she needed the money but that she didn’t know what to do after school. She liked the idea of college but didn’t know what to major in and such. My grandparents hadn’t been much for travel, so my mom hadn’t seen much of the world, and she was curious. So, of course my dad as an outsider appealed to her.”

Virgil listened intently to Janus’ story while fiddling with the edge of a blanket.

“They got to talking a lot when my dad came into the diner for meals. She asked him about where he’s been and he’d in turn ask her about the local places and legends. It naturally progressed with them starting to date and eventually getting married.” Janus paused, taking another sip of his wine.

“But that’s not all?” Virgil prompted quietly.

“Well, a lot of the rest is speculation, both of my mother’s and my own. Dad didn’t like talking about what exactly happened before he moved here or his family. But a fact is that he wasn’t heterosexual. Actually, very early on into him dating my mom he broke out into tears and told her that he never thought that he could fall in love with a woman.”

Suddenly, Virgil had a bad feeling about where this story was going.

“Mom never minded it, of course. She knew dad loved her with all his heart. But it made her question his reasons for coming here all the more. Dad never outright said it, but mom’s pretty sure he came from a rather wealthy, old-fashioned, and conservative family that kicked him out when they found out about his sexuality. He probably had a boyfriend he left behind. Or maybe they broke up, we don’t know. Mom wrote down what little information he told her and connected the pieces from there.”

After Janus finished his story, they were both quiet for a while. For a second time that evening, Virgil didn’t know how to respond.

“That really sucks,” he finally said. It startled a laugh out of Janus at least.

“Yeah. He probably would have told us at some point if the accident hadn’t happened. I do know his hometown and his former last name, so I could look some things up if I wanted to, but… so far I haven’t dared.”

“I can understand that. It’s the same with me in a way.”

Janus looked at him and cocked his head. A silent offer to continue or change the topic, either way, he wasn’t going to push, and Virgil was grateful for it.

“You’re right, I wasn’t always a werewolf. I—” He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. “I’m an orphan, actually. I don’t know what happened to my parents, if they died or if they didn’t want me or what. Never had the courage to ask or look it up. I’ve been in the foster system for as long as I can remember. I developed an anxiety disorder very early on and that made my chances at adoption slim.”

Janus put away his glass and offered his hands to Virgil in silent support. He hesitated for a moment but took them and squeezed them gently.

“I switched between foster families every few years until I was twelve. Then I was taken in by a lesbian couple that more or less specialized in older children with neurodivergences. They didn’t do adoptions, but they were very supportive of me and the others they took in. I stayed with them until I aged out and they helped me find an apartment that I could afford. If it hadn’t been for them, I probably wouldn't have finished school. I didn’t want to go to college, so I got two shitty paying jobs and just did the best to keep myself afloat. I wasn’t really living as much as surviving.

“Then one day I was on my way home from work. It was dark and cold and I just wanted to go back as quickly as possible, so I took a few shortcuts. I didn’t live in the most secure neighborhood, so I carried a pocketknife with me, just in case. I was passing through an alley when I suddenly heard some growling. I just thought it was a dog or something and continued but then a wolf rounded the corner and barreled into me. I panicked. Managed to get my knife out and just stabbed. I hit it in the shoulder, and it wasn’t happy about it. Bit me in retaliation and I passed out.”

Janus held his hands a bit tighter, and Virgil remembered to breathe. The memory alone could still make him panic a little.

“When I woke up, I was in an apartment I didn’t know. A woman was watching over me and started fussing as soon as I moved. It took me a bit to understand what was happening, but she explained that she was the wolf that attacked me and that she hadn’t meant to. Apparently, there was a territorial dispute, and she was on the run from another pack. I just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and her instincts kinda took over, especially when I stabbed her. She turned me without meaning to.”

“So, that was how you became a wolf?”

Virgil nodded. “Yeah. She introduced herself as Mary Lee. She was a college student and also still a relatively new werewolf. Then she introduced me to the rest of her pack, also all students. Her boyfriend Lee was the leader of the pack and a born wolf, as well as the one who had turned Mary Lee. They were all super apologetic towards me and reassured me that they would do their best to take care of me and help me learn about my new self.” He smiled at the fond memory.

“They kept their word, and the next few years were the happiest I had so far. It felt like I finally had a family. It wasn’t perfect of course but I didn’t mind. But the thing about college is that eventually, you graduate. And that means change.

“Lee and Mary Lee had plans and places to be. New York City to be exact. The other members of the pack also went off to pursue whatever they wanted. I didn’t really have anything like that. Lee and Mary Lee offered me to come along, they both saw me as their little brother at that point. And I really considered it. I loved living with them, but I also felt like I would be intruding. Not that I wanted to tell them that, but Mary Lee knew me and got me to talk eventually.

“She again told me that I wouldn’t, that they both would love for me to be there but that she doubted that I truly wanted to come along. ‘You’re just not built for the city life and that’s okay,’ she said. And it’s true, I hate cities. Even where we lived was almost too much for me. So she told me to go and find my own path and if it ever got too hard, she and Lee would welcome me with open arms.”

“They sound like amazing people.”

“They are,” Virgil smiled sadly. “And I really miss them, but we’re keeping in touch. They promised they’d come visit me as soon as they had the time, and I was truly settled in.”

“Thank you for telling me, Virgil,” Janus said earnestly and again squeezed his hands.

“It felt good to talk about it actually,” Virgil laughed. “I was kind of avoiding thinking about how much I miss them.”

“Yeah, I know the feeling.”

They looked at each other, both mourning the loss of their families but happy to find solace in each other.

“Hey, Virgil?” Janus asked quietly after a while.

“Yeah?”

“Can I kiss you?”

It felt like they were both still teens and not in their late twenties, but Virgil didn’t mind.

“Please.”

Their lips connected softly, and he thought, maybe he really could find a new home here.

Janus certainly made him feel like he belonged.