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Tis the season which means it's time to start listening to my favorite obscure winter themed Christian black metal EP, Divine Wintertime by Immortal Souls
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headspacedad · 2 years
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so I’m watching Bulgasal: Immortal Souls on Netflix and y’all
I have only had this show for one episode so far and it is killing everyone in the room and then me
seriously though, I’m not sure where this story is going but it is the most BEAUTIFUL ride! 
It is also scratching my bad ass fighter, best dad (the old man), folk lore and superstition, oh this can’t end well, I hope his wife kicks his ass, but I get where’s he’s coming from, we’re getting this echoed into modern day aren’t we? - just, its hitting a lot of notes for me. 
I have been disappointed by shows that started off good and lost me when they switched to modern times so I’m not dropping all of my betting money on this one but it is a STRONG contender with the strength of story and character its laying on right out of the gate.
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hobisstar · 2 years
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Century Lover
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A/N: Hi! So I don’t really intend for this to get much love, really I don’t expect it to. Though, I will be forever grateful if it does get as much Love as possible. I don’t know if it will be long, I’m really just going with what my mind comes up with. I just finished rewatching Bulgasal and I just fell back in love with Hwal all over again. Anyways, Enjoy!
Tagging Angels: @serralovespencer
Warnings: Blood, Gore, Terror, Mention of fictional monsters.
Everything in this story is fictional and all the rights go to the writers of Bulgasal: Immortal Souls.
Summary: what happens when YOU get pushed back into someone else’s place in a different era? Will you make it out or will Hwal try to keep you in the time period? How will you escape? What if Hwal was actually searching for you?
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Bulgasal… you may have heard it before. Of course growing up in Korea you definitely heard of ancient monsters. The one who tore people skin off their living bodies. The one that burned houses down. The one that even ate 100 people.
Have you heard of the boy who was cursed by Bulgasal? And who was ran out of the village by the people in the same village? His name was Hwal… Dan Hwal. He was giving that name by his adoptive father, Dan Keuk.
Well, if not, you aren’t missing much. Hwal went through a lot as a human and a Bulgasal.
“You promised we would-“
I was watching a tv show, when the power went out.
“really? At the best moment” I sigh and stand up walking over to the electrical box to switch the power back on.
I open it and I flip the switch but nothing happens. I sigh and try it one more time.
“That usually works..” I said to myself. I flicked it one more time feeling and seeing a electrical spark.
“FUCK!” I let out holding my hand after I got zapped. I put on my shoes and decided I should go down to the front office to see if they have the power outage. Sounds stupid, I mean of course I can’t be the only one with an outage. And I definitely paid my bill before you ask.
I walked to my door and went to open it but I heard a strange noise coming from the bathroom. I turned around and glanced around the corner. I keep my bathroom door open but it seemed closed. I shrugged it off as my cat just growling or meowing and I miss heard it. I went for the door again but I heard that noise again.
It sounded closer. I was frightened and just slowly unlocked my door. It was pitch black in the hallway. I closed my door and grabbed my phone walking down the hallway.
I went to my neighbors apartment and was about to knock until it opened by itself. Weird.
I looked inside and slowly stepped my head into the opening. “Hello? Do-Yun-shi? Are you home?” I walked in and looked around. I was empty, like it had furniture but it look like it’s been there for ages. The kitchen was dusty and trash some what scattered.
I was about to walk further in but I soon heard that growl, it sounded like a tiger or animal of some sort.
I backed up into the hallway. “Why was Do-Yun’s apartment so old looking? He was just there.” I thought to myself. I was about to head downstairs but I promise I saw a figure down the hallway with his hand out.
I froze. It’s eyes were red but it had its hand out.
“Come here~” I heard it say. Even though it was coming from my head and not from its mouth in front of me.
I closed my eyes in wishing that maybe I was tired and should get some sleep and wait til morning to see if the apartments power would be back on.
I heard another growl but this time like it was standing right in front of me. I was about to dash to my apartment but I remembered that I left my keys in the house. I ran back to Do-Yun’s apartment but before I ran in, it looked like a closet all of a sudden. I looked around and saw the thing getting closer so ran in and closed the door.
I sat in the corner of it waiting for it to go pass. Once I heard it’s foot steps gone I opened the door.
“ Sang-Un? There you are! Why are you in a closet?” Someone spoke to me.
I looked around me and I was in some type of home that looked… Abandoned but still livable.
“Who are you?! Why are you in our house?!” I looked to my side and saw Do-Yun, but he was much younger, way younger.
“Do-Yun? Is that you?” I said.
“H-How do you know my name?” He asked me. I looked at him then everyone else around me. Who are these people?
“Y/N?” A voice said behind everyone. I looked up and saw this man with short black hair and beautiful brown eyes. He was wearing a blue dress shirt with black slacks.
……a few hours later…..
“Wait so let me get this straight,” the girl I presume is Sang-Un, started “You saw a monster in your apartment hallway, you ran into Do-Yun’s apartment, and it led you to our closet? But how?”
“ I-I don’t know… You are telling me it’s not 2022?” I said looking at them.
“No it’s 2020.. are you from the future?” Do-Yun said looking at me with a broom in hand. Si-Ho hit him and he put it down.
Everyone was shocked, confused, and somewhat thought it was pretty cool. Though, the guy, who i take is Hwal, just stared at me. No emotions to show.
“Hwal-shi, can we keep her?” Do-Yun shouted out breaking the silence.
“She isn’t a animal.” Si-Ho stated and sent a smile my way.
“Everyone leave. I need to talk to her.” Hwal stated, wow. First thing he says and I already feel like I’m in trouble.
They all get up no hesitation and leave the house and stand in front of the house on the yard.
“Your story makes sense in a way that I can not explain. … I haven’t crossed paths with you in… awhile.. it’s nice seeing you again…” I looked at him lost.
Oh! Right so basically everyone in this house is connected some how. Ms. Lee is the lady that he saved from a house fire, Do-Yun is his son that died by Bulgasal, Si-Ho is his wife from 600 years ago, and Sang-Un is his lover from 1,000 years ago. But me, I don’t know why I was sent 2 years back to this part of the world.
“Who was I to you?” I asked hoping he could give me an answer.
“ My unacceptable lover. You wouldn’t love me because I was Bulgasal. So.. I..” Hwal stopped looking at me. Like he was stuck on something.
“What is it?” I asked. “What did you do?” I looked at him.
“I took everything from you.. your family, friends, neighbors. I wanted just you and you being a human person I thought it be different, be better to love you. I trapped you in the cave while I went to go feed and even get food for you.” He paused then looked at me “ we were gonna have a family together. Until one day you wanted out from the cave. I told you it was dangerous and you fought against it. You left and never came back. I searched everywhere for you. The woods, the hills, the mountains, the shacks, the homes. No signs of you anywhere. I thought you had died. You just ran away from me. Our home, our soon to be family, you left it all just to get away from me.” He sighed and looked down. Obviously not to proud of the past.
“I left…you? How or why did we meet?” I was lost why was I the scariest story of them all? Why was he so possessive over me? “You and your friends were walking in mountain area. I know you didn’t know at the time but she had bad intentions. She going to leave you up here to die and rot. Her plans back fired on her and she fell down the mountains to her bloody death. That was supposed to be you falling. Once she fell you went go find help in the cave and there you found me. I had no better intentions at first but seeing you scared and already crying, it made me soft for you. I told you I wasn’t able to help you find her body but I could get you down to main land in the morning. I took care of you like you were a Bulgasal. Though I was more gentle with you. I tricked you into thinking that they weren’t even worried about you or your friend. They searched high and low for the both of you. They only found her body and you were never found. I kept you to myself because I was selfish. I didn’t want you going back to those people. I was everything you needed and more.” He looked up and saw the time. Before I could ask anything he stood up and said “I’ll tell you everything in the morning just try to get some sleep, okay? You can have the bed in my room I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“S-share a room? Sorry but I just literally teleported here I’m not sure I’m comfortable with that..”
“That wasn’t an option..”
…2 hours later…
Going to sleep was hard. Literally the story of different past lives were scary. The power he holds over each person here is …scary.
Soon, I was drifting off to sleep and was hoping to be back home but, all of a sudden I heard Hwal get up and stand above me.
I kept my eyes closed to let him think I was sleeping. He heard a deep breath and the words that sent chills down my spine.
“Finally, after all these years I have you back to me. I promise you I won’t ever let you go ever again.” He mumbled and left the room but also locking it from the outside.
I sat up and started panicking, how do I get out of this world? How can I stop this century old love?
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tifa-and-rinoa · 1 year
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"Even if hundreds of years pass by… and it's just the two of us in the world."
® Bulgasal: Immortal Souls
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Friday Kiss Tag
Posting this saturday because I forgot yesterday. Whoops.
Tagged by @winterandwords
Rules: Post a kiss between your OCs for Friday. Can be as light as a peck or as intense as a makeout. Can be platonic, romantic, or familial. As long as a kiss occurs, it’s fair game!
Still no kisses in current WIPs (they're coming......) so once again from Immortal Souls:
I built up the energy to talk. Took a deep breath. “I’m okay,” I told him. I made myself smile. “Just a little weak. They’re working on it.”
“Good,” Gene said. And then, because we were alone and behind closed doors, he leaned down and kissed me, pressing his lips against mine.
And I tried to kiss him back. I really, really did. Especially when he had initiated it. But when he pulled away he looked worried again. I’d kissed him without him responding before— usually because, to be honest, I shouldn’t’ve. But he’s never kissed me and gotten anything other than enthusiasm. I’d failed him.
He looked worried. 
“Hey,” I said. “After this, you’ve got an eternity of kisses to look forward to. And other stuff.” I tried to smile flirtatiously, but it felt forced.
Tagging: @diphthongsfordays @ettawritesnstudies @calicojackofficial @jessica-writes22 @verkja
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greyjug · 2 years
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if his whole life isn't about finding me i don't want it
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walksdowonders · 2 years
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romcathchrist · 3 months
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Nine Reasons Why Animals Do Not Have Immortal Souls
In an upcoming article, I will expound on actual, sanctifying, and sacramental graces, and why God made humans to receive that grace which can make us morally perfect in this life and brings us into right relationship with Him and into Heaven. In preparation, I wrote the below article to explain why God did not create nonhuman (nonrational) animals with immortal souls capable of receiving His…
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juliaridulaina · 6 months
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Mòmies//Mummies//Momias
Què estrany observar un mateix patró de comportament sobre la mort i la immortalitat en tantes civilitzacions i religions desconnectades entre si.., tantes mòmies diferents intentant preservar l’embolcall de l’ànima.., tantes històries sobre la immortalitat.., tants relats sobre resurrecció. PUNT: La gent diuen que Déu torna la vida als morts, però no saben com ho fa Ell. De fet, tot és molt…
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nelkcats · 9 months
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Immortal Nanny
Bruce Wayne had never been a father. He knew what it was like to be a good father, and he knew what good fathers should be like, but adopting Richard was an impulse, a moment when he decided to give a child the comfort he needed, as he himself had needed in the past.
But just because he knew and understood didn't mean he could do it, or that he could become a good father instantly. Alfred would be a great help, of course, but it was he who had to raise the boy, Alfie was too old to start raising another child.
So, it was only natural that he forgot all about his busy life as "Brucie Wayne", adopting Dick hadn't stopped the million interviews or meetings, and while Alfred was extremely capable, Bruce still decided to hire a nanny.
Daniel Nightingale was a bit of an outsider (in a good way), he was studying at Gotham U, and was doing very well in his chosen career; though his records were strangely empty, Bruce knew he could trust him. His tired look and the shy smile he gave him upon arriving at the mansion was enough to calm his concerns.
Perhaps it was because he was just starting out as Batman at the time that he didn't investigate further.
Anyway, Dick loved Danny, from that first day, he used to tell Bruce about his "adventures" and how much fun he had. On one occasion he even told him they had a snowball fight (which confused him, because it was July but he was too tired to question the excited kid).
So, Danny became Dick's, and later Jason's, official nanny. He never complained and always smiled. The boy got along quite well with Alfred and would attend to any emergency, although he was never involved in the vigilante business.
It was only after Jason's death, when Tim arrived, that someone began to question Danny. Tim wasn't sure about Danny, there were a lot of things...that just didn't fit, and if the old photos of the mansion were any indication, the nanny wasn't getting any older.
Dick wasn't ten anymore and that was pretty obvious, but Danny looked exactly the same. Tim frowned, puzzled as to how no one had investigated such an oddity before. Alfred simply looked at him with an amused smile. He wondered how long it would take for the family to notice the (rather obvious) secrets of the elusive nanny.
Alfred couldn't blame the boy, the easiest way to hide something was in plain sight. And he knew the halfa would never hurt his family.
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cascadiums · 2 years
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Jonathan Harker knocked me flat with this one. his speculation that vampirism spreads because people willingly follow their loved ones into damnation is so affecting. and it's an insight that's so uniquely him. the gothic heroine in him can see Dracula's world in a way the others seemingly can't. he can look at the situation without any concerns of rationalism, honour, god, or any other facet of Victorian society, and reach this truth: we will walk into any horror for love
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I love seeing Danny Phantom showing up and being like ‘don’t ask too many questions but John Constantine I own your soul. All of it. Lmao sucks to suck bitch’, and he’s usually all Ghost King Full Regalia as he does it, at least in front of the Justice League, but consider—
He just shows up as Danny Fenton.
“yeah I got bored and collected the pieces like Pokémon. Gotta catch ‘em all” says the 5’2 teen who looks like a stiff breeze could trip him. He denies being a sorcerer, or a magician, concedes he’s maybe psychic but mostly he’s just…. The kid of two mad scientists—who have a basement lab where they opened a portal to what he SAYS is not hell but no one is frankly CONVINCED, by the way—and he hasn’t decided what to do with Constantine yet besides getting Danny into some r rated horror movies, but figures he should tell the dude probably.
“What’d you even trade for some of his soul contracts?”
“Don’t worry about it”
They worry about it
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headspacedad · 2 years
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ENG) [Official Trailer] Lee Jinwook, Kwon Nara, Lee Joon, Gong Seungyeon...
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lucksea · 2 months
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havent decided how i want the introduction to go yet but i imagine it would roughly be one of these two
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hanelizabeth · 1 month
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Acorn ~ Immortality 🌞
- a recreation of Magnus Bane’s flower card -
characters by @cassandraclare 🤍
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dontjudgemeimawriter · 10 months
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Hi (um, my brain has nicknamed you Nevertwice, but we don't have to go with that)
If your ocs were rooms in a house, which room would they each be and why? (This can be a very unusual house, I don't care)
Omg I'm been blessed with a nickname! What's the thought behind that?
Definitely a new one XD. Okie.
Syndicate characters:
Terran: home office. Closed off and private but no comfort, just planning.
Raymond: Balcony-- between public and private, where you might go to be in the sun but also read.
Mika: Bedroom. More private, but comfortable
Second Chance characters:
Chrys: the roof XD. Don't jump chrys. Somewhere you really aren't supposed to be but kinda also where you feel the most free
Russell: Attic. Not really sure what my reasoning is there
Astrid & Onyx wip:
Astrid: Foyer/Entrance-- she's very out there, ready to greet people I thinj
Onyx: closet or even hidden in the walls-- their greatest desire includes people not realizing they exist
Immortal Souls characters:
Maera: Backyard/garden-- very creative, passionate about magic, she feels very outdoors to me
Logan: Living room-- most feels-like-home character I have. Also for the punppertunity of the one living while others have died around them.
Will: Front porch-- he's very exposed, perhaps too much. And very freindly, chatting with neighbors is something I can see him doing a lot.
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