I wonder what they are doing every day.
Others: Jimin and Jungkook are not together right now....
Me: I disagree...
They are within yelling distance at all times. They have to yell because *cannons* duh. FIRE IN THE HOLE! POWWWWW
Jimin and Jungkook might not be up each other's asses all day (that's a regional phrase meaning up in each other's business aka side-by-side constantly but not the other thing some of you think that means) but they most likely do the same tasks, spend their mealtimes together, sleep next to each other.
They are most likely in close contact with each other during daylight hours. They are sharing the same experiences at the same location in the midst of the same fellow soldiers under the same leaders and commanders. That is my guess based on what I've learned about this type of conscription they chose to do and what I know about the military in general.
ORRR, they ARE up each other's asses all day in order to make the days more bearable. The inside jokes will be never-ending...
Jimin's last notes to us were a tad wistful in that he said time will eventually go by and we'll see each other soon, as well as how much he misses us and he thinks about that every night. Maybe that day he posted that was particularly challenging. It calms my nerves knowing Kookie is there to share, commiserate, bolster and support.
But (cue the disclaimer) no one really knows. We've not had any accounts of what they've been up to, just inferences. Those "others" who claim to know are trying to cope because they are still strangling on bullshit of their own making.
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something i've never understood is the idea that the narrator is just a pathetic guy who can't even handle the mild annoyance of having an office job. like. the reason his job is so deeply soulsucking isn't really because it's in an office. it's because it's the corporatized murder of hundreds wherein he actively is used as the smoking gun. he's a cog in a deeply inhuman machine that literally, point blank values minute costs over human lives.
and yes, it's in an office, meaning he has to pretend he and everyone else working there are normal people and not complete and utter monsters for what they do. and their jobs are made easier by this artificial distance that also imposes them away from material society in general, deepening all senses of alienation. and they are all monsters for it but they ARE normal people, he idealizes and hates his coworkers who can do all of this while staying happy and normal. he senses there's something very wrong with that. he knows if he was gone there would be someone in his place.
and yes, it's in an office, so he has all the arteficial office banality and stupid little politics and utter pointlessness, all while they all pretend his job isn't to be actively complicit in further deaths.
it would drive me insane. it would drive anyone insane. why isn't it driving his coworkers insane? how can they live with themselves? how can anyone furthering a system like this live with themselves? how can he live with himself, with anyone, knowing this is all within their capacity? how can he function, knowing that even if he stopped, even if many of them stopped, all of this would march on, new atrocities forming in this one's place?
he could go to the press, tell all about his company and their lack of recalls. it's his leverage. it's why he hasn't lost his job. but would it really make a difference? has it ever really made a difference? Ford sold the exploding pinto and for all the hubbub it generated, clearly the company is still just fine. they used the formula, even admitted it, and here they still are. the inability to stop all of this is maddening.
honestly, the narrator's job is fundamental to Tyler Durden and the entire events of the novel and movie, both literal and thematic.
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in cursed twin AU, how does Satoru react towards Yuta, since he has a cursed spirit of his own? albeit Shiki is a bit of a different situation and is well-behaved compared to Rika, and has more clarity than Rika
it could also be argued that - putting aside that no one except Suguru has lived to tell the secret - Satoru is comparatively more fucked up than Yuta in this regard because he’s willingly housing Shiki for an unforeseen future inside his body, and that’s considered messed up in the head, kind of? because imagine you have the option of putting Shiki to rest somehow, letting her die in peace, but no — for one, Shiki is well behaved and there’s no problems so far in their situation, so there’s no reason for Satoru to just up and do that. shiki isn’t suffering, isn’t too insane, and by possessing him she can eat and see and experience things for her own (even though shes a bloodthirsty little thing)
so gg Satoru be the first one to delete people who denies his sister this second chance (and he already did lmao)
for two, why should Shiki be the one to die? when it was the fault of fucking Gojo Clan and their father that she ended up like this? it’s not fair, his sister died because of some fucktards deciding she wasn’t worth anything and she has to be the one to pay the price, to give up in this lifetime, to die in order her to be in peace? Shiki deserves to live and have a chance to look at and experience this world, and Satoru is making sure of it even if it has to be through using him
In a way, Gojo Satoru really does love Shiki, and I want to see how a Satoru who has someone he loves to the point of, well, housing them inside his body for almost all his life like in Cursed Twins AU, reacts to seeing Yuta and Rika.
Footsteps sound clearly upon the cold stone ground, growing closer and closer, but Yuta can't find the strength to raise his head. Instead, he curls inwards, shrinking into himself where he's sitting on the uncomfortable wooden chair in his prison.
And, there's no doubt that this is a prison; ofuda seals cover the entirety of the enclosed chamber, and the only source of light is from the flicker of yellow lanterns scattered across the ground, arranged in a strange pattern. Yuta does not recognize any of it, as strange and scary as everything is, but instinct tells him that this is a trap, a cage.
... Good. He deserves it. He deserves to be locked up like this forever, because he-
"All of this is a bit overkill for just a kid, isn't it?"
"This was the best I could argue for, while you were still out of the country. It was either this, or immediate execution." Oh. Oh, Yuta recognizes this voice. "Hello, Okkotsu-kun. Have you been well?"
It's only polite to look at the person who's speaking to you. Yuta doggedly manages to summon up the strength to raise his head.
"... Hello, Geto-san," he whispers. The man who'd subdued Rika-chan and brought him in without any further bloodshed offers him a reassuring smile, then gestures towards his companion.
"Okkotsu-kun, this is my friend, Gojo Satoru. He's the one I mentioned before, who I think might be able to offer a unique insight into your situation. Satoru, this is-"
The white-haired man makes a clearly disgusted sound. Yuta automatically flinches, because there's no doubt that it's directed towards him.
"A master-servant bond, really?" he says, obviously disapproving. Yuta has no idea what the man is talking about.
"Okkotsu-kun is not a sorcerer," Geto-san says sharply. "He's lived a civilian life all this time, Satoru. Remember what I told you? He and Orimoto-chan are childhood sweethearts who accidentally cursed each other; neither had any idea of what they were doing-"
"No, the boy's the one who did all the cursing here, Suguru." There's a strange flicker in the white-haired man's striking blue eyes, crystalline blue shifting to abyssal darkness and back again. But it must be a trick of the light. Human eyes don't work that way. "But for something that was unintentional... hmm..."
Geto-san sighs tiredly. "Your recommendation, then?"
"... You're asking for my opinion? I think... ultimately, it depends on what the two of them want out of their relationship," Gojo-san shrugs. "Although that might be a little difficult to hammer out on the girl's side, given her current state."
Geto-san frowns lightly, a hand coming up to rest on his chin in thought. "Is there a way to make her lucid again?"
"Well, it's not like there's a documented process for this or anything, but with the circumstances being what they are, I think we might have a few ideas," Gojo-san gives him a sharp grin. Then, he turns towards Yuta. "Hey, so. If it turns out that there's no helping your Rika-chan anyways and we can't actually improve her state any, then what are you going to do?"
"What am I...?" Yuta blinks, confused. It's precisely because he doesn't know what to do, because he doesn't want Rika-chan to hurt anyone anymore, that he's sitting here in this prison cell unresistingly. That he's accepted the fact that he's going to be executed, because otherwise... otherwise...
The white-haired man shoots him a distinctly unimpressed look. "It's not that complicated a question, kid."
"I..." Yuta swallows roughly. "I don't... I don't want Rika-chan to hurt anyone."
"Cute, but that's not what I asked," Gojo-san says. "Are you just going to try and kill yourself again?"
"Satoru, that's not-!"
"Let him answer the question, Suguru."
The scary man's eyes flick downwards briefly towards where a deformed hand-knife is hidden behind Yuta's chair. A knife that Rika-chan had destroyed when Yuta had attempted to... wait, how does he even know that?
But the question he'd asked... Yuta doesn't...
...
Yuta doesn't want to hurt anyone. And, he doesn't want Rika-chan to hurt anyone, either. The guilt of living like this, causing nothing but death and destruction wherever he goes, accomplishing nothing but bringing pain to other people's lives... that's not okay, and it makes bile rise in the back of his throat just thinking about it.
"You're the one who cursed her, even if it was accidental," Gojo-san tells him mercilessly. "So what is it that you want to do?"
Let's get married when we're older, Yuta.
We'll be together forever and ever!
That's a promise.
...
"I... I want to help Rika-chan."
"And if you can't?"
Yuta's hands clench into fists. "You said... you said that you might have a way. And, if it's my fault that Rika-chan is like this, then I... I have to do something about it."
"Because it's your responsibility?"
"Because I care about Rika-chan!"
The heavy imposing pressure in the air suddenly lifts; Yuta falls forward, gasping. He hadn't even noticed it creeping up on him-
Geto-san clicks his tongue. "You went a little overboard here, Satoru."
"Yeah, we'll take him on," the white-haired man ignores the comment and grins. "Help me draw up the papers? I know that Maki and the others will be just thrilled to have a new student joining them."
"... Draw them up yourself, I'm not your secretary."
"Aww, don't be like that, Suguru-"
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"Her Sky, Her Sea, Our Stories."
There's a small Seyloy server dedicated to fan creations: Fanfiction, fanart, virtual photography, videos, tiktoks, crafts, gif making, and anything else. If you're a creator, we would love to have you, as well as if you're NOT a creator and simply love seeing fan creations. So literally anyone is welcome to join as long as you share our common interests.
(Really, it's a place for us all to have friends to talk about Horizon and Seyloy with.)
We are very laid back, everyone is kind, we're there for each other, and we are always laughing.
The best part is that we have watched people who have never written or done fanart or photography before actually writing and publishing their work on Ao3, posting on tumblr, etc and it's a wonderful thing to see people turn from appreciators into creators. We also talk about already existing works.
The idea is to be able to dig into the writing or creating process, get more Seyloy fanfics into that ship category on Ao3, add more fanart and other visual media to Tumblr and Twitter.
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