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lokisasylum · 2 years

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So we got CHAKHO back... and what a mess.

[WARNING! I WILL BE GIVING SPOILERS LIKE ITS MY LAST DAY ON EARTH AND WE DON’T GIVE A F*CK]

So.. 7 Fates Chakho is back.

But why did these last 2 chapters feel like when Netflix is about to cancel a show and they have to cram 40+ books/volumes worth of story-telling into ONE episode?

‘Cause that’s exactly what Episodes 13 & 14 felt like. Everything was just so rushed!

Like one minute we got explicit acts of cruelty and violence mixed with super long, boring and pointless dialogue. Then the next minute there’s a bit of comedy and then back to Heavy Angst.

I DID liked that we got an actual visual of Narae (Jooan’s Beom girlfriend who was killed by Bulti trying to protect him and WHY Bulti killed her. The main issue wasn’t that she was in love with a human, but more the fact that she pulled her weapon against her own kind).

CEIN! WE FINALLY GOT HIM INTO THE STORY.... but I was slightly meh with him??

In the wattpad/written version of Chakho, Cein is introduced as this young lad who had a traumatic experience with a Beom who was going to eat him, yet he somehow survives (Cein lost consciousness before being eaten so he has no recollection of HOW he survived and got out). And also the Beom Brow that lets him see people’s past lives is described as an actual brow he RIPPED OFF from the Beom while fighting for his life.

Due to this event, Cein is left with PTSD that makes him crave other’s company but at the same time FEAR of getting close to anyone in case they turn out to be bad guys. So the Beom Brow serves as a type of escapism from the world he lives in.

He is SO TERRIFIED of Beoms that when he is finally introduced to Zeha’s team he outright refuses to become a Beom Hunter and even leaves, but continues to follow them for a long time.

Yet in the webstoon version he is shown as this extroverted wiseass that didn’t even hesitated to come between the Weapon Shop’s owner and Zeha’s team when it was very clear the guy was scamming them till the point where they got Jooan’s weapon as a “freebie”.

However in the written/wattpad version the scene played out differently. The guys go to the Weapon Shop, but realize they only have enough money for ONE new weapon. Jooan notices the spear and feels a strange attraction to it and for a brief moment remembers Narae so he asks how much for it and the shop owner tells them its worth the exact amount of money they earned from the last bounty. And it is Zeha who offers to buy it for Jooan as a “thank you gift” for helping them in the last mission.

Another detail that seemed to change is the person Cein is shown that connects everyone in Zeha’s party. Like all of them are bound/connected to the SAME past life, like all of them were part of them same being.

In the wattpad version of the story the entity is simply described as a powerful man dressed in white robes and also having white hair. Which leaves you to believe it could be a sacred being like Haru.

But in the webtoon version we are shown that this being is actually a Beom who rebelled against his kind and fought them until his final breath.

I also don’t recall Hwan appearing so quickly to regroup with them and why weren’t we shown the scene where he goes back to his home and he has the flashback of what happened the night that his family was killed??

Which version is the correct version? The Webtoon or the Wattpad version??

#And nothing for Hosu who hasn't done shit in this whole story #7 FATES #7 fates chakho #CHAKHO #bts chakho #zeha #haru #dogeon #jooan #cein #HARU_JIMIN #ZEHA_Jungkook #DOGEON_RM #JOOAN_V #CEIN_Yoongi #HWAN_Jin

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thebtstaekooker · 5 months

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The Zehan Ship and why it could be a better plot:

If you're not a Taekook shipper, WARNING, do not read!

so I just found out about 7Fates: Chakho. I was reading about it and the whole which character is which and I found out about how Jungkook’s character, Zeha, is a human hybrid of the beom creatures. I then found out that Taehyung’s character, Joohan, falls in love with a beom but there’s no name given. The Taekook shipper in me was squealing at this point because the mysterious beom Joohan falls in love with could very well be a certain beom hybrid. But i did some digging and supposedly the beom is just a female full blooded beom. Disappointing. Now the writer side of me mixes with the Taekook shipper side and says the plot could be better if Zeha was the beom Joohan fell in love with because think about this plot:

Zeha is a beom hybrid, probably meaning he can disguise himself as a beom(assuming that because of the anime I’ve watched). Joohan falls in love with Zeha’s beom side and doesn’t realize it’s Zeha, his own teammate. Later on in the story, that fact is discovered. But imagine the plot. Imagine the angst, the encounters, maybe Zeha doesn’t want Joohan to find out he’s the beom Joohan is in love with. This way the webtoon is satisfying the Taekook fanbase as well as not having to add some random love interest who dies and now Joohan is having to live with the grief. ARMY readers are not going to like seeing Taehyung’s character in pain like that. There’s so many possibilities with the Zehan love plot. But I mean, this is all coming from a Taekook shipper and I know very well that a Jikook shipper would just as well prefer a god like Jimin’s character, Haru, to fall in love with Zeha, like a Zeru love plot, so maybe Jikookers don’t read this anymore.

I’m not saying I won’t read the webtoon because it doesn’t have the plot I want. That’s just petty and selfish. I mean, I’m judging it without reading it so maybe it’s not so bad. I’m just saying I feel like a more fleshed out plot like a Zehan love story would give more opportunities for complication and character building than a random love interest would simply because of the dynamics between Zeha and Joohan. But who knows what’ll happen? It’s still an ongoing webtoon after all.

#7fates #bts #webtoon #ship #opinion

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goldammerchen · 1 year

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Fotosynthese

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on a sunny day, alfred goes to east berlin for a super spy mission—actually just sent as a spy to find anything that could be useful. wandering around, he ends up next to one of berlin lakes. only after he sees a bunch of naked people sunbathing he realizes that he's in a FKK zone.

nothing useful to discover there, alfred thinks while turning around. as he walks, he has the hunch of being followed. whenever he stops to look behind him he doesn't see anyone, but the feeling returns as soon as he walks again. this keeps happening until:

"oi, mister american spy, why don't you and me have a talk?"

alfred recognizes that voice from when he was a young nation fighting for his independence, with the same pitch used to mock him. now he sees prussia—or more exactly, the still fairly new in countries age gdr—wearing nothing but a pair of zeha sneakers, instead of an impeccable military uniform.

"dude! what's wrong with you?!" alfred fixes his eyes on his former mentor's eyes, to avoid looking down again, still having trouble to believe what he sees: someone seems to have lost his marbles.

"nothing! i'm better than ever!" says, but gilbert's smile twitches. "and if there was something wrong, i don't give a fuck anymore."

gilbert starts chasing alfred. before alfred outruns the older yet "new" european nation, he hears gilbert recriminations:

"i fucking died, you damn kid!"

with his cover blown, knowing gil would alert his people, alfred aborted the aimless mission. he didn't say a word about the incident to ludwig, but despite that, weeks later during a cloudy day, ludwig showed himself acquainted with what happened ("how?!")

"i told you."

"i told you what?" alfred asks, confounded.

"about the nudists."

alfred couldn't wait to go back to his home. as much as he has fun when he works in europe (finding the action he needs), he dearly misses the sun being more present in his life...

#gonna upload a better version to ao3 someday~#techincally a wip!!!!!!!!#might change the time tense... this started as a fic idea and i wrote the whole thing instead #hetalia #hetalia fic #hws america #hws prussia #hws germany #fanfic tag 🪶#sr. tnddr #now im done editing. i think (i hope)#pruame #amepru #<-sorry i will tag properly (w & not /) on ao3 #t*mblr sucks #dd.r posting

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thehopelessromanticclub · 2 years

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Heart Me? 03

Pt.1 Pt.2

Heart Me? Series Masterlist

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst if you squint, college au, non-idol au, f2l

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: Your life is pretty boring. Good at studies, a tiny, no wait, a big tiny crush on the campus sweetheart, but that’s normal right? Wait, till your ‘boring life’ get off the track!

Warning: None

Y/N’s POV

‘Party was lively and fun’ wish you could say that, and you could but you hated anything that included hundreds of humans you barely knew. People chugging down drinks as fast as the bartender made them, conversations loud, the usual flirting going on. The loud music was banging from the speakers and the dance floor was filled with sweaty bodies swaying to the rhythm. But there was no sign of your best friend. As soon as you guys stepped into the club, he disappeared into the crowd, probably busy flirting around with the hot chicks.

“Hey Y/N.” not expecting anyone to talk to you, you were really taken aback, instantly bringing your hands in a fighting position. “Hey, calm down, it’s me from your class, remember?” the poor guy said not expecting you to be this defensive.

“Zeha right? I’m so sorry, I was deep in thoughts, when you suddenly scared the living daylights out of me.” You said finding the situation embarrassing.

Zeha, the nerd of your class, the one who knew answers to each and every question the professors threw at the poor students. You never really saw him interacting with girls which almost got you believing that he was gay. You never really saw him up-close until today. He was adorable tho.

“You look really beautiful today.” He spoke looking into your eyes. “thank you so much zeha, one of my friends said I looked just fine, so I was a bit worried.” hours of hard work finally paid off.

“Fine? C’mon is that even a word. No offense, but whoever said that is an absolute stupid.” “I know right.” At least this guy’s got a brain.

“By the way, not gonna lie but you should smile more, you look handsome.” You said complimenting his gummy smile, which you didn’t know existed until today. He looked even cuter with the bright shade of crimson now embracing his cheeks and gums at full display.

The next few minutes passed with both of you getting to know each other. Whoever said that nerds don’t know how to have fun was totally wrong. Zeha was the living evidence, he was fun to be around.

“Wanna have a drink?” zeha suggested out of the blue.

“No, maybe I’ll skip that one.” You were so not the ‘I’m great at drinking’ person. You were a cheap drunk when it came to alcohol intolerance. and the way you became all talkative and rowdy was like a cherry on top.

“Oh, c’mon stop being the party pooper. A shot or two won’t hurt. Besides it’s my first time.” He stated, whispering the latter part into your ears.

“Believe me or not she’ll really get on your nerves once she’s drunk to the point that you wished you hadn’t known her.” A familiar voice came trailing from behind.

“Nobody asked for your opinion, Mr. great-at-everything.” you retorted back at Jimin who was now standing in front of you and Zeha, finding his statement a little too offensive.

“you know what, zeha, let’s get drunk because party isn’t a party until you have a drink or two.” You stated, ready to show your not-so-supportive best friend, you’re better off even without him. This gal right here is a rebel.

It was way past midnight. More than half of the population now having left the party, it was just a few people here and there in the club including you and Jimin. Zeha left midway between your so-called round of shots saying he had his midnight study session to attend which he couldn’t miss at all cost, but not before apologising to you to leave you hanging. (Told you he’s a nerd.) but that didn’t stop you from drinking.

Jimin came from time to time to check up on you, telling you to stop drinking but you ain’t listening to anyone tonight baby. This girl is gonna have a blast.

Jimin’s POV

I’ve been sitting here for the past 2 hours doing nothing. I could’ve left hours ago had it not been for Y/N, drinking as if these were gonna be the last shots of her life. I went to stop her so many times, but who are we even talking about, she didn’t even listen to me.

“Y/N?” I shaked her passed out body a bit.

“Hmm?” she said lifting her head, squinting her eyes at the figure now standing in front of her.

“let’s go home.”

“Who are you? Wait are you kidnapping me?” there goes her dramatic a**.

“it’s me Jimin, and I’m taking you home no matter what.” I said stating the obvious.

I lifted her up on my shoulders because there’s no way she’s coming on her own. I could hear her protesting and hitting me, but nothing’s stopping me tonight.

In the car

“Jimin-ah, did you know my favourite band are having a comeback on Feb 30. I’m so excited, I even saved up money to buy their album.” She has been babbling about whatever however ever since we entered the car.

“Jimin-ah why did Cedric have to die? I miss him so much.”

“Why did Voldemort kill him? You know what, stop the car right now, I’m gonna kill Voldemort for killing Cedric, he doesn’t have the right to live.”

“Woah, woah calm down. No one’s killing no one. And first of all, stop crying.” You weren’t the type to cry easily, but right now you had no control over your emotions, it was the alcohol in your system that was getting the best of you. The mascara that you spent a good time to apply perfectly, was now sliding across your face along with the tears, making you look like one of those ghosts on Halloween.

Time skip

Author’s POV

“We’re here.” You watch your best friend, humming to himself, go around the car to open the door for you. But the place, it was different. It wasn’t your home.

“Home?” was all you said before coming out exploring the place with your own eyes. It was a mountain top. It was different, a good different. The place was beautiful, it was serene. You had the access to the view of the entire city illuminated with lights, now staring above at you.

“let’s hangout for a while.” He said to get rid of the confusion in your mind.

You two sat down taking in the alluring view before you. Soon you found Jimin taking off his jacket and handing it over to you because the night was getting colder and he didn’t want you catching the cold.

Maybe it was the alcohol but you found the confidence to stare at him wholeheartedly unlike your unusual self who would just steal glances at him. The moonlight softly kissing his face, creating a warm silhouette enveloping his ethereal features. His smile: infectious and gleaming, etched on his lips. his eyes: puffy yet mesmerizing. It was moments like these where you regretted him being your ‘just best-friend’.

“This is my hideout. I come here whenever I feel like I want to escape the reality.” He broke the silence, turning his face to look at you to find your lingering gaze. It was your turn to speak, but the alcohol in your system made you too weak to even process what to say so you nod at his confession instead.

“Hey Jimin.” You call to the guy sitting right beside you to catch his attention.

“If I hadn’t met you in the library, do you think we’d be friends?”

“Nope.” He stated not even hesistating before giving his answer.

“Woah, that’s mean.” You said placing a hand on your heart.

“Because if you weren’t my best friend, I’d have you as my girlfriend.” You swear for a moment you felt like your heart stopped. For a split second you wonder if this is what a cardiac arrest feels like. Even in your drunken self, you reach up to check your pulse and thank God your heart is still pumping.

But soon he breaks into fits of laughter looking at your reaction. “I was kidding pabo.” He said earning a smack from you.

“Yeah, I know.”

“My life is too way too sad for you to be confessing to me.” He raises a eyebrow at your statement.

“And why would you say that.”

“C’mon, leave it. Even if I told you, you won’t be able to do anything.”

“Are you challenging THE Park Jimin, there’s nothing I won’t do for my best friend.”

"what if I said, I love the person sitting beside me, not as a friend but as a man?"

“I love you.” There, you said it. The three words that hold the power to create thousands of butterflies in someone’s stomach and can also break someone’s heart. For you it was the latter case. You were heartbroken because you were afraid to say those specific three words to Jimin. You were afraid to lose him.

You fell in love with your best friend and that's where the problem laid.

You didn’t miss the shock on his face at your confession. He looked as if a deer caught in the headlights. Poor guy didn’t see it coming.

“Yeah, crazy right? I told you, you won’t be able to do anything. Should’ve listened to me. you know, if I was sober, I would have killed myself for saying this to you.”

“I-I don’t know wha-what to say.” He was still in shock. Well, who wouldn’t be? Even you were shocked at your courage. The power alcohol holds.

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