#sewol ferry tragedy

[without-ado]

The 10th Anniversary of the Sewol ferry disaster

꽃이 진다고 그대를 잊은 적 없다_세월호 10주기

On April 16, 2014, the Sewol ferry sank off on its way to Jeju Island, South Korea.

The news shocked the whole nation. Initially, the media reported that all the passengers on board had been rescued. But it soon turned out to be false.

Of the 476 people on board, 304 were killed. Most of the victims were high school students on a school trip to Jeju. They were told to stay in their ship cabins for rescue. They followed orders, but eventually, the ship sank with them trapped inside.

Meanwhile, the captain and some crew members were evacuated while the ship was sinking.

This catastrophic tragedy has sparked widespread social and political upheaval in South Korea.

Our thoughts and prayers are with everyone affected by the Sewol Ferry disaster. Rest in peace to all those who lost their lives in the disaster.

art: siksikhouse l H l 세월호참사 10주기 위원회

[honestgratefuldreamer]

Like forsythias that always bloom when spring comes.

The 10th spring.

We're always here.

[ivyines]

I just went from watching Funny BTS moments to silently sobbing and researching the Sewol Ferry Tragedy in less than a day. I will never listen to Spring Day the same way after this.

[nomaishuttle]

literally everytime i see something abt the challenger explosion i start crying and like. yes its a very very very sad event but i dont understand why i cry over it EVERY time. like not just sniffles i mean like straight up i was sobbing at the cafe this morning bc a channel uploaded a video abt it.

[intersectionalpraxis]

Can we talk about this lady because what the actual fuck?

https://twitter.com/GoldmanEleanor/status/1744081081236607238?t=GJukb3NkNw7sH4EdoFm-DA&s=19

It's not a satire account, just your average IOF-terrorism supporting Zionist crying antisemitism because other parents at her have the audacity to want a ceasefire. The replies from her fellow Zionists are horrific. They have absolutely no shame or morals.

I didn't know who this was, but even after just scrolling through a dozen of her posts I can't believe how shameless zionists are... my jaw kept dropping the more I read... from Islamophobia, racism, and sheer cognitive dissonance -it's just despicable. And some of these posts have thousands of likes. And the fact that she referred to Palestinian people as the THE terrorists -and is spreading tons of misinformation... and, as you said, the fact that she's getting upset over demands of a ceasefire -you have to literally be a monster incarnate to think wanting to stop a genocide is bad thing...

Also, for folks who don't know (considering this is her display picture -it's definitely relevant to talk about here as well). I just found out about this today -the yellow ribbon was appropriated to show 'solidarity to Israeli hostages' -some celebrities at the Golden Globes were given pins to wear and they did. I don't know if this was her way of aligning with IOF propaganda, but I think it's important to mention.

The yellow ribbon represents/has became symbolic of many things -bringing awareness to childhood cancers, as well as childhood/youth-related mortality issues and diseases and tragedies, such as it becoming a remembrance symbol for those who were killed during the Sewol ferry tragedy in South Korea back in 2014.

Zionists getting upset over a watermelon emoji, to colonizing a Palestinian slogan for THEIR use, and now they're trying to pollute and take away the meaning behind the yellow ribbon... it's disgusting.

I don't know who you are Eleanor, but indoctrinated zionists like you prove to be the most dangerous in proliferating and normalizing your racist and Islamophobic rhetoric.

[tottallyana]

just reminding everyone that the sewol ferry tragedy had practically no help saving all those students lives

and you’re trying to save billionaires in a time capsule size tube that did this upon themselves

the amount of effort makes me laugh. humanity makes me laugh.

tiny violin for you. that’s all.

[starsickkk]

Teen Vogue Excerpt – Why Queer Characters in LGBTQ Movies and BL Dramas Find Solace at the Beach

BY K-CI WILLIAMS JUNE 29, 2023

The Eighth Sense, a BL drama from South Korea, lives and dies by the beach. Oh Jun-taek plays Jihyun, a college student from a small town who struggles to acclimatize to metropolitan Seoul. When Jihyun joins the surfing club, he bonds with his senior, Jaewon, played by Im Ji-sub. As they fall in love, the beach becomes their spot for sleeping under the stars and even kissing in the ocean. “The beach is kind of like a tool that connects us,” Ji-sub tells Teen Vogue over Zoom, in his native Korean. Jun-taek adds that the “beach is very wide but Jihyun has been living in a world that has been very small,” and although “the ocean itself is very cold, the ocean was actually very warm for Jihyun.” It’s a site of transformation for them both, just as water metamorphoses between its forms.

Ji-sub names the beach as a “special spot” for Jaewon, “where he can relax and heal mentally as well.” Jaewon’s younger brother tragically passed away a number of years before we meet him in the series, and the trauma still sits with him. “I didn't realize how broad a range of emotions can be felt when you love someone until I played the character Jaewon, because it's something that I personally didn't experience,” Ji-sub says. Jaewon welcomes Jihyun into his place of significance, illuminating his dark spaces and ultimately bringing the pair together.

Jun-taek alludes to the title of the series, recalling our senses as human beings. Interoception, often called the eighth sense, is the brain’s perception of the body’s state, thanks to signals transmitted from our internal organs. Understanding these signals can help us regulate our physical and emotional state, though at the same time, trauma can inhibit those pathways. “The beach kiss scene was the sequence [in which] someone with pain and bad memories, PTSD in the past, turns into love and being healed by Jihyun,” Jun-taek says. “Although you have bad memories or trauma…you can be healed. Do not remain, do not stay with the pain.”

Inu Baek, one half of The Eighth Sense’s writer/director duo, attributes the beach to a specific cultural symbolism. He refers to the United Nations Human Rights Committee’s 2015 advice for South Korea to adopt comprehensive protections for all citizens, which would prohibit discrimination against the queer community. “We have not been able to enact the anti-discrimination law in Korea yet,” Inu tells Teen Vogue. He wanted to “give the Korean audience a message because Korea has experienced lots of disasters in the ocean” that are still ever-present traumas for citizens, such as the Sewol ferry tragedy — the show even pays tribute to those lost with a covertly placed yellow ribbon. “The beach symbolizes the hope of the harmony of this country,” Inu says.

A still from The Eighth Sense. COURTESY OF THE EIGHTH SENSE

The show’s other writer/director is Werner du Plessis, who offers the beach as a representation of “the ebb and flow of relationships, the way that they move, the way that they’re never consistent,” but also a “space that is simultaneously peaceful, while being extremely dangerous, like the ocean is such an unknown.” And also, quicksand exists. Intrinsic to our genesis as queer people is navigating identity, from day dot. As the intersection of two worlds, toeing the line between who society expects us to be and who we truly are inside, the beach is “such a beautiful metaphor for queer people,” Werner says, “because it’s exactly the way that we’re designed.”

[abcketchup]

I will come running to you

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Angst, little fluff, poetic like writing

Warning: adaptation (?) inspired (?) by Sewol Ferry's tragedy. mentioned of death, abandoned (?) ship sinking. Bunch of angst.

a/n: one little, short story that I wrote for my assignment- but I altered it to be fan fiction structure- the original character's names were Ace Cooper and Rose Stan ㅋㅋ but I wrote Ace imagine him as Yoongi - oh and this story also attributed to Sewol sinking ship tragedy, something like that, few bits of a spring day by bts and through the night by IU.

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You recalled the memories fondly.

Walking along the path of the road near your parents' house reminded you of your past. With you and him together learning what's the meaning of life and love. Walking hand in hand as both of you grow up. When he smiles, it's warm like the sun in the evening, when he laughs, it resounds through the wind, soft and breezy. You met when you were six, still a child, eyes full of mischief, energy filled with young spirit. Bright smile on your face as you asked for his name.

“Hello! I’m Y/n. L/n Y/n. What is your name?”

Eyes warily looking at the girl in front of him, your rosy chubby cheeks, pink lips, and eyes twinkle like a little star that he sees in his bedtime storybook every night before he sleeps. Timidly, he answered, “I’m Yoongi. Min Yoongi.”

Yet, just like writing his name on the sand, soon faded along the waves. Disappearing far away, leaving you here, lonely just like a lonely whale.

Soon enough, you realise that he is more important than you ever dared to admit. Like you hate his gut, but no one can touch him. When you notice his eyes dim a little bit because of the bullies, when his smiles are not really reaching his eyes, he forces the smile out. Or every time he eats his favorite food, his eyebrow frowns as if he is mad whenever he eats something he loves.

“Why do you look mad every time you eat?” you asked, as both of you were sitting on the bench during lunchtime.

“I’m not mad.” He pointed to his lunch box, “My mom just made the most delicious food ever!”

Every bit of his habit you know, you don't really want to, but he already lives in your heart rent-free. You know what he loves and what he hates, you even can draw constellations of stars with the knowledge of him.

But fate has different plans for you. When you were sixteen, he moved to another region.

“You really are going?”

“Yes, can’t live here alone, you know.” He jokes.

“No, you can live here with me and my family! You know that my mom doesn’t mind.” You insist, still trying your luck coaxing him to stay. “We can give you the guest room!”

He smiled; eyes softened as he ruffled your hair.

“Y/n, you know that I can’t.” He takes your hand into him as he promised. “I will keep texting you and send you a letter every month, okay?”

Despite that, you lost contact, and you missed him. You don’t know what has happened to him. Suddenly, he just stopped texting, and the letters also stopped coming. You really hope that he is okay. Happy and healthy.

Every winter came by you would bring two mittens as he always forgot. Every summer comes by you bring two bottles of water, because he always has a patchy throat. But he's not there with you.

Now, you turn twenty. So does he. You think he must be happy, with his new friends, he must pass the exam, entering his most desired university, a few steps closer to his dream. He must be getting taller now, you smile, endearing with those memories. But then, you saw someone, a guy, eerily the same one you imagined just a few moments prior. Is that him? No way…

Against your will, you sprint to him. And without you realising it, “Yoongi!” You tug his arm. You feel like your heart stops beating when he turns; so familiar yet so different, his eyes locking with yours. It’s been so long since you last said his name. It feels foreign.

“Y/n?” And the guy looks at you, now fully turning around facing you.

“Yoongi?” You repeat, eyes getting wet.

“Yes, it’s me.” He smiles.

Not a single time wasting as you leap into his arms. All those devastated feelings, horrible assumptions, and overthinking about how he’s doing, are gone with the mere presence of him in front of you.

“You stop texting me.” You mumble, face deep in his chest. “And the letter stops coming too.”

He holds you tight, as he pets your head. “I’m sorry, Y/n. Things are a bit chaotic over there. But now I’m free from the chaos, so I’m coming to you running.” He chuckles, feeling his chest vibrated. “Liar.” You pinch his shoulder as you chuckle, “I’m the one who is running up to you.”

A few moments pass in silence as you bask in each other's presence. It’s kind of awkward with people passing by, and you hug like a long-lost lover; no, you are just best buddies, maybe.

“Hey, people are staring,” Yoongi claimed, voice near to your ear.

Reluctantly, both of you break apart. Yoongi smiles, taking your hands into his as you both continue walking ahead, “Do you really miss me that bad?”

You turned your head, gaze narrowed to him, “What? You’re not?” A bit offended that as if only you adore this friendship. Yoongi laughed, “Of course, I missed you. That’s why I’m back.” You hummed, “You better be.”

You relive your childhood memories, spending time going through the city recalling those fond memories.

“Will you ever tell me why you suddenly disappear?” You can’t help but ask him. It keeps bugging you as to why he’s gone all those years.

“I’m always here you know, guarding you like a guardian angel.” he wiggled his eyebrows, teasing you.

As the sun starts setting, the night shows itself, now you are in front of your house, and Yoongi insists on seeing you back home. Making sure that you're back safely.

“You’re not coming in?” you asked, “My mom would be elated to see you, you know. I’m not the only one missing you.” You feel a bit reluctant to let your best friend go.

“Nope, I’m staying at the hotel in the city.” He said as he put his hand into his coat. “I don’t want to trouble her. You know how she gets if I’m coming.” He smiled, endearing at the thought of your mother welcoming him home.

“But, I promise I will come to see you again.”

“Well, last time you promised too.” You pouted, “but then, poof, you're gone like dust.” And he laughed.

“Okay, I’m sorry about that, but this time, I’m serious. I will come back again soon, okay?” He tries to persuade you. But you still do not believe in him. “Then, can you give me a specific time when you will come?” You try to bargain.

You don't want to wait for him anymore, because all those years of waiting are painful to you. You indeed realise what you're feeling but then you still need time to rearrange your heart, your feelings.

Tapping on his chin, thinking “Maybe, next weekend?” He tilted his head, “How about that?”

Elated, you nodded your head enthusiastically, “I can’t wait to see you again.”

As he promised, he tried to see you every weekend, unless he was busy. Both you and Yoongi are in your sophomore year in different colleges in the city but are still nearby to each other. You promised to meet in the middle, spending time with each other, filling those years of longing when you were apart.

These few months, you fill your time with friendly banter and jokes like you used to. Every time you spend time together, you can’t help that you feel like your heart could burst every time he is near you. You realise that you absolutely have some feelings for him, but you need to ensure your feelings first.

A week later, you meet up as usual at your favourite cafe spot. Both of you carry on your date with usual conversation, updating your days in college, playful banter and other meaningless conversation.

Yoongi sips on his coffee as he just realises that he needs to tell you something. “Oh, by the way, next weekend, I have a college trip with my classmates,” he cast a glance at you instinctively where you just picked on your cake before continuing, “wherefore, I might have to skip our weekend meet.” There, he said it.

Yoongi has been restless with guilt since he knows how much you value your weekend meeting; thus, he feels guilty about skipping it. When he looks over to you, “Y/n?” trying to gauge your reaction you are still mindlessly picking at your cake. A few moments pass then you speak up, “How long?”

“Just for three days.”

“I want to see you off!”

Skip to the present, now you were standing near the jetty before Yoongi boarding. “Hey Yoongi,” you start, breaking the silence. “After your trip, can you come and see me at the playground where we used to play when we were kids?”

Yoongi stared at you, confused. “Um, sure. But why at the playground?” You pursed your lips, kind of bashful. “Well, there is something that I want to tell you.” Your eyes stray to the sea behind Yoongi, somehow embarrassed, “It's just that playground, looks … fun!” It’s where we first met each other, but you can’t bring yourself to say that out loud. As Yoongi is about to retort, suddenly his friend calls out for him. They are about to board.

“Well, see you after your trip,” you said, smiling.

Yoongi stared at you for a little before he decided to pull you in for a hug. “I will come running to you after the trip,”

You scoffed, “Liar.” pushing his shoulder playfully while chuckling as you broke the hug, “I was the one who came running to you.” Yoongi giggles, “Okay, then let’s run to each other next time, okay?”

And off he goes, after a few repeated goodbyes. Your chest feels constricted, you can’t help but be reminded of the last time you were bidding goodbye and he’s gone for a few years.

‘Don’t overthink, he is just going on a trip for three days. Soon, you will see him again and tell him how you truly feel about him.’ You console your heart while promising yourself that you will tell Yoongi the truth of your heart.

As the days pass by, you and Yoongi text each other, updating your day with pictures of what you do, with mundane and sometimes exciting as Yoongi showing the sea and activity on the board. Until the day when Rose, dreading to see Yoongi, arrived.

Posing in the mirror, choosing your clothes, which one suits you better? Which one will make his heart beat a little faster?

Ring… ring… ring… Unknown number.

“Hello, Y/n's speaking.”

“...”

And you indeed come running to him, and he’s not there.

“Is this Y/n, Yoongi's friend?” - “Yes, I am.”

You arrive at the jetty, it’s crowded with parents, family, and friends. All were devastated by the news.

“This is Yoongi's brother. Yoongi once gave me your number. I don’t know why before, he just said in case of emergency. And now…” Somehow you feel like your heart stops beating, feeling like your nightmare turns into reality. “What happened?” Reluctantly you asked.

You are walking past everyone, and without thinking, you just push anyone in front of you, heart beating loudly. Still not grasping this reality.

“We got called regarding Yoongi's cruise ship.” Yoongi's brother sniffles, this is not good. “Their ship was sinking last night when they were on their way back.”

And when you're by the sea, the ship that Yoongi rode a few days ago is not there.

“He and his friends didn't make it.” Yoongi's brother broke down in tears as your heart broke into pieces. “Come to the jetty, y/n. We will wait for you here.”

Then, you saw a woman in her 50s, eerily familiar with the guy that you came running for. You make your way to her, “Mrs. Min?” you ask tentatively, not sure since it’s been years since you last saw her. “Y/n?” She asked, voice hoarse from hours of crying, “Yes, it’s me Y/n.” Confirming that it was you, Yoongi's mother immediately grasps your hand, “Yoongi…he’s” She tries to tell you, but the words are not coming out. And you understand, since you're still hoping, Yoongi's ship miraculously arrived, and all of this was just a prank or misinformation from the ship’s captain. A cruel joke for them.

Afterwards, you are in a group of crying messes, yet no one cares since everyone is in their own devastating state, crying for their loved one, sailing into a ship straight to heaven.

After the news of the cruel, awful tragedy spread out into the media, you didn't dare to open your social media. Your friends who know of your friendship with Yoongi, send their condolences to you and his family. Throughout the funeral, you were there, holding onto his picture. Even your family came and reunited with Yoongi's family. you still couldn’t believe that night was your last conversation.

“Well now, I should go to sleep. Tomorrow I’m coming back home.” Yoongi talks through the phone, he’s been telling you about his trip excitedly, and you hum, “Yeah, tomorrow you should come running to me, remember?” Yoongi laughs, making your stomach flutter with butterflies. “Of course, I’ll come back to you running. Full speed!”

And that day before he’s boarding, that was their last hug. You should hold him tighter, not letting him go.

It’s been a few months, but you are still coming back to your favourite cafe, sitting at the exact spot with two drinks, iced caramel macchiato: his favourite. You fixed your gaze on the seat opposite yours, where Yoongi used to sit.

“Why didn’t you sit here next to me?” you asked, since you think it’ll be easier to talk.

“Oh, because here, I can see you clearer.” Yoongi grinned, making you a blushing mess.

Sighing deeply, you stand. Bringing both drinks, you make her way to the counter, handing out one of the drinks to the barista, which he gladly takes, as usual.

You walked through the city, the shops, the park, reminiscing those memories time and time again. You're exhausted. You think that going through the memories could lessen this longing, this grief. However, you know that this is not healthy, and not helping at all. It just makes you hold onto him harder, tighter, rather than letting go.

Another month passes by, and now you are packing a few things into a box. “Should I take this box into the lorry too?” Ask one of the guys, who is from the moving company. “Ah, yes, please. I already packed everything into the boxes.”

“You are moving out?” Lynn asked, shocked by the sudden news. You just smiled and nodded. “Why? I thought you loved it here, you know, the city of your childhood.”

“I did, and I still do.” Your expression changed to dejected. “But I can’t move on from him if I keep reminiscing the memories of him here. It's just too much. I’m still moping in regret because I didn’t tell him that I loved him. No, I still love him, Lynn.” You broke down in tears, the one with an ugly sob from deep in your gut. Lynn pulled you in for a hug, softly petting your head, trying to console you.

For the last time, you walk along the path of the road near to your parents' house, reminding you of your past. With you and him together learning what's the meaning of life and love. Walking hand in hand as you grow up. When he smiles, it's warm like the sun in the evening, when he laughs, it resounds through the wind, soft and breezy.

“Hello! I’m Y'n. L/n Y/n. What is your name?”

“I’m Yoongi. Min Yoongi.”

But, just like writing his name on the sand, soon faded along the waves. Disappearing too far away, leaving you here, as you will always miss him. All the words you keep in your diary, you can’t show them all to him, especially that you love him.

'How can I be so lucky, to stumble into you, who sends me a blessing? If we’re together now, ah, how great it’d be. '

“I’m moving to a new city,” you said while staring ahead at the wide sea. “But soon, I’ll come back here again.” you smile even with your eyes full of tears.

Moving on doesn’t mean that you have to forget everything instantly, but at least you could be able to remember those memories without tears rolling down your cheeks. Because for you, you should remember Yoongi with smiles on your face, as he’s the other side of your heart.

“I will come back here running to you.”

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a/n: end of the story!

disclaimer: this story is purely from my imagination. It has nothing to do with the real-life event.

Just like the Titanic, where they portrayed what they thought was happening on the ship. Thus, this story is also purely fictional made by my overreacting brain. - i miss yoongi already :(

[goodbyeapathy8]

An Elderly Millennial's week on the internet...

my first Tumblr post went semi-viral (I used to work in marketing so... anything under 10k reposts/views doesn't "count" for me lol)

experienced a whooooole lotta TERFiness with a side dish of racism re : 4B movement

surprisingly, learned some life lessons and felt a lot better about my own life

Yuri on Ice? something? got canceled? saw a lot of grief about that, had no idea what it's all about

Watcher? something or other? also did a thing? related to Youtube? made a lot of people mad. also do not understand what's going on

moots on Tumblr got to see Jeff Satur in concert and I was happy/jealous but mostly really happy to see that they enjoyed their experience

another Tiktok of mine went viral, this time about the Sewol Ferry Tragedy (it's been 10 years)

realized that 100,000+ views no longer fazes me, ever since that one vid got 1 million+ views

started rewatch of Legend of ShenLi (and posting about it here on Tumblr, regardless of how many people are interested)

offline, I've been trying to get everyone to watch Legend of ShenLi and have successfully initiated convinced another person with glee Anyway if someone wants to explain either the Yuri on Ice thing or Watcher thing to me like I'm 5... this elderly millennial would appreciate it LOL but also, I'm not gonna lose sleep over it. Just another Internet Thing I don't understand ^^;;;; (like so many other things, including that rat? mouse? xylophone meme here on Tumblr?? I feel like I barely understand the crab rave)

[sangvislunae]

agent SEO SUNHWA has volunteered as a SCOUT in division four. they are 31 years old and resemble LEE JOOBIN of the good ol’ days. think they used to be a DISASTER RECOVERY SPECIALST FOR KOREAN RED CROSS back then, too. pity those days are over now. they’re a little NEUROTIC, but with their COMPASSION, they’re sure to make a fine addition to the unit. good luck and godspeed, soldier.

well hello hello everyone ! you can call me raroo and I'm so excited to join this rp and write with you (been waiting for a zombie themed rp again for a hot minute!!) !! I bring you my muse, sunhwa, a former korea red cross worker and kdr agent who has become jaded and pessimistic due to seeing how the kdr treated its fellow people during and after the outbreak. I don't have pages up yet but I hope to work on those today and tomorrow and get them up asap. in the mean time, under the read more I'll do a quick bio and some wanted plots! just click that little heart in the bottom corner and I'll come to bother you with plots. discord is available upon request!?

sis grew up the only daughter of a wealthy family and all their regrets and expectations were piled on her so she was in a thousand activities and doing the most constantly.

it worked out for the best as she got into yonsei university and graduated in 2015.

her first job had her dealing with the sewol ferry tragedy and needless to say it shook her and cemented in her that corruption couldn't be tolerated, especially if it was to benefit the haves at the risk of the have nots.

her job for the korean red cross saw her getting folded into the kdr leading up to the outbreak to try and mitigate disaster. needless to say it didn't go as planned and now everything is shit.

she hoped the kdr would be everything they said they'd be but seeing the reality has disillusioned her and once she was able to ditch them and join the fireflies she immediately took the opportunity.

she doesn't believe in the fireflies either tbh (not that she'll ever say that out loud) because she doesn't trust any group to be transparent and altruistic. she figures once the fireflies don't have a force to fight and unite against, they'll likely fall to corruption too but until that day comes she'll gladly use them to destroy the kdr.

she will push and start trouble if she thinks she knows something that can help others or make things easier. she's very outspoken but she's not a troublemaker or someone who starts issues for no reason.

she tries her best to be very kind and compassionate but something is just below the surface, her paranoia and neurosis.

if you knew her before the outbreak you'd think she was a pushover and maybe a bit naive and sheltered.

now she's closed off and detached but still wants to put humanity first.

she trusts very few people and may seem fake or disingenuous to some as she tries so hard to put on a good face??

plots that'd be fun??:

a love interest she ultimately betrays for the sake of her personal mission. m/f available.

obvi gotta be cliche and have someone who hates her/doubts her because of her former kdr affiliation.

someone who knew her before the fall. preferably friendly so we can have a cute found family plot?

someone who finds out her real motives? maybe they found a journal or saw her acting oddly and confronts her? the more dramatic the better!

I love angst and drama and slow burn so yeah!

someone she can vent to and wax poetically to about corruption and her wants for humanity and the future.

someone she can't stand. you rub her the wrong way and she gives you wide berth but something forces the two of you together.

?? literally anything and everything because I'm down. I have zero triggers and love dark and gritty and angsty so throw it at me!! (hope to add more and make a wanted plots page)

[honestgratefuldreamer]

9th Spring.

Come along with us. Let’s do it together. You’re not alone.

[mobiused]

Wait, what's wrong with loossemble's comeback date? I don't get it?

It's on the same date as the Sewol Ferry Tragedy

[bispice]

I’m so excited for Loossemble’s comeback, but apparently their album release date falls on the same day as the 10 year anniversary of the Sewol Ferry tragedy, so their company really needs to push the date back out of respect to the victims/lives’ lost. I know some Orbits have already sent emails or @‘d them, so let’s hope they see the feedback and act accordingly.

[loonavrsl]

Loossemble's comeback date of April 16th coincides with the 10th anniversary of the Sewol Ferry tragedy.

Out of respect for the victims, please consider emailing CTD ENM to change the date at:

ctdenm@gmail.com

[akookminsupporter]

for the anon wondering why Jimin didn’t go live as he said, it’s not surprising at all considering a week of national mourning has been declared by the government since the Itaewon tragedy. The accident is one of the biggest tragedies the country has been facing, along with the sinking of the Sewol Ferry back in 2014. It would have been extremely weird for him to come on Vlive these days. He will come back when time is appropriate. Sorry my English isn’t the best

Yeah, like I said many things have happened since his last Wlive, what occurred in Itaewon being the most important.

Anon, your English is way better than mine!

[ranaraeuchle]

I know Tumblr isn’t a place for personal shit, but I’m not coping very well today. I don’t know how much anyone knows or cares about me and my situation, so maybe I should explain a few things. I moved to South Korea in 2014. It was probably the best decision I made in my adult life. Not that I didn’t love my friends back home, but the US was such a hostile and horrible place for me - no hope, no prospects, no money, no life.  Korea has been very good. I love living here, and more and more I’m considering it my country. Now, I’m not calling myself Korean by any means, but I do feel like this is my home. Last night a horrible tragedy occurred in Seoul. The Itaewon district is known for its Halloween night, but over the past few years, since Covid, they haven’t had the same level of party, or even not at all. This year was different. An estimated 100,000 people crowded into the district, which is actually very small. Traffic was not blocked off in the main street, so everyone had to crowd into the sidewalks, alleys, and side streets. If they went inside to the bars and nightclubs, they would have had to put on their masks again, so most people just stayed outside. Around 10pm, notifications started coming in that some people were in cardiac arrest in the area from being crowded, shoved, pushed, and unable to breathe. More and more reports came in, and emergency services rushed to the scene. When they got there, it was so much worse than anyone expected. Hundreds of people had been injured, trampled, were piled under bodies with other people literally walking over them, and trapped in the narrow alleys. As of the time I’m writing this, at least 151 people were killed, 82 injured. Most of these people were teenagers and in their early 20s.

All other Halloween events have been cancelled, and efforts are being made to identify and contact the families of some of the victims. There are still a lot of missing persons reports coming in. It’s hard to concentrate on anything today. This is such a sad day across Korea. In context, this is the worst tragedy in Korea since the sinking of the Sewol ferry in 2014. It was supposed to be a night of fun and relief. A celebration after the lifting of Covid restrictions. But now, families are forced to suffer a completely unexpected and tragic loss of so many young lives. Mourning.