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emo-dreamboi · 1 year
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✨Jin Sakai Goes To Therapy✨
A Ghost of Tsushima DLC
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wuxiaphoenix · 2 years
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Worldbuilding: Folk of the Boundaries
Some people make a living out of living on the edge. Between the sea and inland; between the estuary and the river; between the desert and the last green grazing land. Living on the edge takes specific skills and attention to detail. But if you have those skills, you can make a living those dwelling well away from the edge can’t.
This can make for interesting lives, and even more interesting stories.
One of the most intriguing edges, of course, is the boundary between two or more cultures. This may or may not be two or more countries. Nomads tend to have mobile nations, and ships from anywhere might show up in a seaport that still belongs solidly to one country....
Maybe.
Some places are a bit edgier than others. Especially seaports, or other major trading centers. Trade happens because people want things they don’t have. When that level of “want” gets to Country A eyeing specific things Country B has, people living on the edge between can get a bit... squeezed.
All kinds of things can happen on a boundary. Crime, espionage, cultural adaptation and adoption. Those last are intriguing, because they can go multiple different directions at once. Cultures may blend into each other, as people from both sides work together, gripe together, and maybe marry and raise families. Or there may be staunch little OurTowns, where people are far more fiercely Culture A than anyone “back home” - in part so they’re not suspected of being a spy for Culture B. Or possibly both in different social settings; acting like A when you’re around A-natives, B with B-natives, and some odd mix when safe at home. Assuming home is safe. Floods, droughts, and other natural disasters can be somewhat prepared for, but you can never be quite sure when another human will start wondering, whose side are you really on?
An example I’ve looked at lately is Tsushima Island; usually claimed as part of Japan, but about midway between Kyushu and the Korean peninsula. The island’s mostly mountains without good farmland, making trade critically important. And trade they did, through centuries of wars, pirates, shogunal politics, Ming and Qing upheaval, and invasions from either China or Japan.
Part of how they made it work was forgery.
No, really. For example, after Hideyoshi invaded Korea, things were understandably tense. Everyone wanted trade restarted; silver from Japan, silk from China, and ginseng from Korea being three of the big items. Yet nobody was going to make the diplomatic first move of sending a letter apologizing for the war. Because that would mean losing face.
So Lord Sō Yoshitoshi of Tsushima forged one, from the Tokugawa shogun to the king of Korea.
Aaaand it snowballed from there. Opening letters. Closing letters. Seals. Side notes. Tsushima and Korea’s Japanese interpreters forged them all, going both ways. Nobody officially noticed, trade restarted, Tsushima and Korean traders prospered.
It worked (as it apparently had in the past under the Ashitaga shoguns, huh), but if it’d been made public, all kinds of trouble could have landed on Tsushima’s doorstep. Apparently that did happen at least once in the 1630s, with a Sō lord going on trial and suffering penalties from the Tokugawa. (Though not fatal ones.) But one of the reasons it worked is that forging the shogun’s and Korean king’s own seals and diplomatic messages was such a blatant abuse of What You Don’t Do that most people couldn’t believe someone would actually do it.
Take this into account. People of border areas may be seen as shifty and untrustworthy by more conventional members of their culture. With good reason.
If you have nations in your world, or even city-states, you’re going to have borders and boundaries. Read up on how they work. Truth can be even stranger than fiction!
Note: Some info gleaned from Japanese-Korean Relations during the Tokugawa Period, a paper by Kazui Tashiro.
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halfwayriight · 3 months
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Ghost of Tsushima + Water
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calkestis · 5 months
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GHOST OF TSUSHIMA: IKI ISLAND (2021)
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m1nsur0 · 1 year
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Napping with Nobu
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peridot-tears · 3 months
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During the main quests, this appears p often. It literally means "Jin's Journey":
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But the kanji for "Jin" -- 仁 -- also means "benevolence," emphasizing a respect for humanity. So 仁之道, while it means "Jin's Journey," can also be read as "the path/way of benevolence."
He isn't following the bushido, or 武士道,the way of the warrior/samurai, but rather 仁之道, the way of benevolence, a path that diverts sharply from the "honor" that samurai follow.
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felinefractious · 16 days
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Vikosart Lancelot
🐱 Maine Coon
📸 Naumenko Aleksej [Tsushima Island]
🎨 Blue Classic Tabby
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anything ghost of Tsushima I am starving 😫, but maybe a one shot where Jin reminisces on Iki island abt marrying reader? Since on iki he was always thinking abt the past and stuff.
A/n: Iki Island was so much fun to play, Jin’s past made me so sad so this is gonna be some happy memories of the reader and Jin
Note: I made it so the reader is originally from Iki island.
Memories are in italics
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Biting your tongue you watched as your husband pack, you wanted to beg him not to leave but you couldn’t; you knew he had to stop this from reaching the main land. You just hoped he would get back before the birth of his second child, you knew how hard it was for him when he missed the birth of his son.
Stepping forward you wrapped your arms around his waist hugging him from behind, a kiss to his cheek though you just wanted to commit his scent to your memory. “You will come back to me…Ryuzo….will need his father.”
Grabbing your fingers, Jin gently kissed the tips though he was scared to turn around, scared because he felt like he wouldn’t be able to leave once he saw you. “I will return.”
Taking a breath he then meet your eyes, his hand resting on your belly. “Promise me you’ll keep them safe.” While his gaze what was directed at her Yuna tipped her head.
“I will and good luck.”
With one last kiss, Jin forced himself to pull away and with one last look he was gone.
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He should have expected that to happen, ended up on the beach with a now destroyed ship. Fist digging into the sand he forced himself to sand, another senseless death because of him.
No! He couldn’t think about this now, he had to remember something positive, something that will keep him going.Staring off, his gaze then met the Ocean, his mind now on a distant memory. Back when he first met you.
It was a giggle that snapped him out of his meditation and right now he could all most hear his fathers stern voice yelling at him. Turning to the source he wasn’t expecting to see a girl hiding behind a large rock. Wrinkling his nose he puffed out his cheeks then turned his head away.
He wasn’t about to let you be some distraction to his meditation.Though he nearly jumped out of his skin as your face suddenly came into view, a gasp leaving his lips as he fell back into the sand, another laugh leaving your lips. You looked to be the same age as him, give or take a year. The clothes you wore were nothing like the ones he was used to seeing, if we wanted to be honest they looked like rags. You had a playfulness in your eyes, the same playfulness he used to see in you mother. Jin couldn’t figure out why he was suddenly smitten with you but the moment he hand took yours his fate was already sealed.
Closing his eyes, Jin slowly stood up not realizing he had spent so long reminiscing. After that day he had meet you, you both had become fast friends. It did not matter you were from the island his father was trying to liberate, it did not matter that he came from wealth while you came from nothing. What mattered was that he finally found a friend on this island and now he didn’t have to feel so alone. Frowning he glanced down at his hand. “You never did like her…did you father.”
Jin wondered what would had happened if his father survived, would he even let you live or would he spare your life like his Uncle did allowing you to come his to the Estate to work with his great aunt. Working his jaw he then squeezed his eyes shut slowly making his way up the hill to search for his horse, he already knew the answer to that of course, with a dead Samurai at your feet, you wouldn’t have been spared.
Your scream was what made him dart through the camp as he dodged the fighters, he did not know where his father was but at the moment he did not care, you were all that mattered. Nearly stumbling into your home Jin looked at the blood on the ground, he just prayed it wasn’t yours. Walking forward he then froze in his tracks spotting one of his fathers men hovering above you, sword raised. He didn’t think at what he was about to do because if he did then it might be to late. Running at the Samurai he slammed his body into the man as hard as he could. It may not have done much but knock him off his feet but at least you were able to scramble away and the moment the man dropped his sword he had to act and had to act fast. His mother did tell him that he had to protect the ones he loved.
Another memory, one that wasn’t so happy either. Glancing down at his hands he could still feel the blood. Shaking his head he continued to fallow the tracts though a sigh escaped his lips this island was starting to affect him and he hasn’t even been here long. Gripping the hilt of his sword he rushed off to the cries of his horse, another memory slipping into his vision though he just hoped it’s a happy one.
“Jin!”
You both were older now, his Uncle having you work under his great aunt. Your parents becoming like his own. Slowly opening his eyes he managed to give you a smile. “Why is it when ever I’m trying to meditate you are interrupting me?”
“It’s a gift! You promised you would take me horse back riding later and it’s later”
A sigh escaped his lips as he tried not to smile but seeing how excited you were it was hard not too.
“Alright, I am coming but once we are done you have to join me.”
“Fine” rolling your eyes you gave Jin a playful smile then grabbed his hand tugging to the stables. “This going to be so much fun!”
Petting his horses mane, Jin was happy he was alive and well. He didn’t want to imagine your reaction to the horses death. “She truly loves you doesn’t she Nobu?”
The horse letting out a whinny as it pressed his snout into Jin’s palm.
“We will return soon.”
He missed you, missed his son and he wondered if he would ever get the chance to see his unborn child.Shaking his head he took a deep breath slipping on Nobu’s saddle then took off to his fathers fort, he will see you again.
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Getting drugged on his list was not something he wanted to happen, struggling with what happened here on the island to his father. It was getting harder and harder to work through.slipping in a hut his fingers ran over a elegant comb, it remind him of the one you always wore.
A gift in asking for your hand in marriage, closing his eyes his hand tightened his grip on the comb. Oh how he was happy when you agreed to marry him and just this one time he was going to let himself slip into a happy memory.
His hands were slicked with sweat as he stood in front of your father, heart racing with what about he was going to ask. “I….I am here to ask for your daughters hand in marriage.”
Lowering his gaze he waited in silence until he heard the laughter. “Is that all boy?”
Jin let out a snort, he knew your parents could have asked for anything. Wealth, power, anything but they didn’t. The only thing they asked for was your happiness and he was determined to make that happen.
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Flexing his fingers, Jin turned his attention to the vision of his father.
“You picked a whore….filth over your own father.”
Jin did his best not to flinch but it was true. He did not hesitate to save you, didn’t hesitate to pick up that fallen katana and run it through that Samurai that was about to kill you but with his father he hesitated.
“I will never be like you, I will not treat my son like how you treated me.”
Turning turning away from his father he closed his eyes. “Goodbye father.”
And it was all over, the visions, the guilt over his fathers death, it was all gone.
Turning to Tenzo he knelt down in front of the injured man though he was just happy he was still alive. “You once asked me if I have anyone important.” Taking a breath he smiled at the man. “I do…Y/n, I actually met her here…Perhaps….once things have settled I can bring her back home. Let my children step foot in their mothers home land.”
Tenzo let out a snort though a small smile formed on the man’s lips. “You’re a father? Are you not a little young?”
Shaking his head, Jin scratched his cheek. “We had our son rather young.” Something his Uncle wasn’t to fond about at first. “She was a beautiful bride.” Jin muttered.
It was true, you were indeed a beautiful bride.It was like you step out of painting with your white kosode kimono and uchikake.
Tipping his head to the man, Tenzo gave the Samurai a smile. “I would like to meet your family Jin.”
“I would like that too.”
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Stepping off the boat, Jin slipped on Nobu’s saddle as his hands gripped the reins. “Let us go home Nobu.”
It did not take long for the man to get home nor did it take long to hear his son’s voice the man quickly got off his horse to catch his son.
“Father! You’re home!”
Closing his eyes Jin placed a kiss to the side of his sons head. “I am home.”
“Jin” glancing up he meet your gaze, holding his son he quickly rushed to you as he pulled you in for a hug. Your son protesting about being stuck in the middle of this affection.
“I kept my promise.”
Sniffling you just rested your face into his neck feeling his fingers gently run down your back as your son slipped out of Jin’s arms only to latch on his leg.
“And we couldn’t be more than happy.”
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bergwerkderbilder · 10 months
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Ghost of Tsushima in colour palettes
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joyisoverparty · 5 months
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Ghost of Tsushima — Iki Island
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seaofolives · 1 year
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Petals soaked with blood
My fatherʼs hand reaching up
Lifeʼs sweet perfume fades...
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corusgames · 3 months
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𐬺.*༄ Ghost of Tsushima Director’s Cut
Iki Island / Memories of Your Father
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little jin flashbacks my beloathed… ☹️
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halfwayriight · 1 month
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toomanyf4ndoms7 · 9 months
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Big fan of how Jin’s reaction to finding Kenji on Iki island is just “Damn it, of course you’re here.”
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eerna · 1 year
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gestures wildly. it's about crafting a legend out of a living person. how the Ghost is something your friend made up on the spot to make you look cool, but then it slowly starts taking over your life. until you forget everything you believed to be true. until everyone you loved is gone. your clan is disbanded, your uncle disowns you, you have gone from a honorable nobleman to a wanted outlaw. BUT you did it for love - for the fact that you love your people and your island so deeply that you're willing to sacrifice your entire existence for them. it's not something any of their leaders have ever given them, and they see it, so they start turning to you more and more, telling about their encounters with you around survivor campfires, spinning tales until you are a seven-foot-tall monster who has risen from the dead to save them. you no longer belong only to your loved ones. you now belong to the entire island, and you will stay theirs.
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pollsoftsushima · 2 months
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favourite companions if you haven't done that already?
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