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pyeonqie · 2 months

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targeted boycotts are as we know the most efficient and this isn’t me calling for a boycott, but to keep people informed below the cut are lists of kpop artists with affiliations to labels mentioned on zionistsinmusic on twitter

UMG (under an american umbrella label it owns or has joint shares in highup ent [kor releases only], yg ent [bp kor releases only], the black label [somi and taeyang's kor releases only]; under capitol music group it owns or has joint shares in sm ent; under republic it owns or has joing shares in big hit [txt kor releases only], jype [twice, skz, and itzy's kor releases only], under universal music japan it has u-cube a "joint venture with" cube ent, virgin music > republic records > used as an imprint for txt jp releases; through third party distribution umg is affiliated with yuehua ent) - 4minute, apink, ateez, beast, bigbang, blackpink, boys republic (actually managed by umg), btob, bts, dean, everglow, snsd, infinite, iu, iz*one, kep1er, lim youngwoong, loona (japan), miss a (since 2012), monsta x, nct 127, p1harmony, psy (since 2012), rainbow, stray kids, shinee, somi, stayc, super junior, t-ara, the rose, triples, tri.be, twice, txt, wonder girls, xikers, and zerobaseone

note: a lot of these have (south korea) next to the name, i don’t know if that means they only have a deal for that country because other artists like stray kids and lim youngwoong don’t have that specification

REPUBLIC (owned by umg) - itzy, nayeon, nmixx, stray kids, txt, tri.be, twice, vcha

SONY (owns columbia, wakeone, dreamcatcher company; distributes modhaus, chrome ent, kq ent, starship, top media, wakeone, wm ent) - riize, ive, ateez, bts, brown eyed girls, wjsn, crayon pop, dreamcatcher, everglow, exid, monsta x's i.m (astrisked, can't find why), kep1er, lim youngwoong, stayc, tfn/t1419, the rose, triples, wings, xikers, zerobaseone

COLUMBIA (owned by sony) - ateez, ive (usa), kep1er, p1harmony, stayc, triples, treasure (usa), xikers, zerobaseone

VIRGIN (owned by umg) - nct 127, shinee (japan)

WARNER (through warner records it owns or has shares in sm [aespa kor releases only]; included in their international labels is warner music korea which is an international copyright holder and distributor for brand new music [younite, ab6ix, as one, eluphant, miss s] and keystone ent [blank2y]) - aespa (outside of sk), b1a4, bigbang, cherry bullet, choi junhee/choi seoah/juniel (taiwan and japan), cn blue, day6, ft island, got7, iu, jyj, kep1er, loossemble, loona, p1harmony, sf9, twice

ATLANTIC (owned by warner) - got7, iu, kep1er, loossemble, p1harmony, sf9

as always if any of this information is incorrect or outdated, please feel free to correct me in a reblog or an ask and i'll update the information in this post. i'll try to keep up with any new companies that are brought up on the twitter account mentioned at the beginning of this post. i'm not here to call for a boycott of every artist mentioned here because i don't feel i am in the position to do so, but i'm not discouraging you from choosing to do so. in fact i encourage you to listen to these artists unofficially at the very least.

i'm not sure the extent to which these companies get revenue from these artists, i don't know if it's just streams or if other things like merch sales and youtube views contribute but quite a few of these artists' companies are being boycotted currently or in the near future anyway, so i would suggest you not buy any merch or watch youtube videos officially from them. this post has more info on downloading music, youtube videos (with subtitles), and the boycotts i mentioned so i hope you all will check that out too. tris @bandzboy has also been posting about and sharing twitter posts about zionism in music, especially in the kpop industry so i suggest you check out her blog as well

#also in researching for this i found that warner music literally has an israel branch so #please forgive the sources being wikipedia i don't have the brain power to click through more links today #kpop #kpop boycott #hybedivestfromzionism #hybe boycott #palestine #free palestine #gaza #free gaza #from the river to the sea #tris i hope you don't mind the mention!#long post #forgot to include hybe because people already know about that but all hybe artists are also included ofc

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fukurofanfics · 1 year

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Fukuro Part 2: Everything Left Behind

A/N: I know this storyline is completely unrealistic (as is this chapter), but stick with me here. It gets really good. Enjoy!

-ちはる

(Also, I’m writing according to what I think the characters would be like in person, not what they are in real life. Some character traits are made up by me, like Jiwon’s affinity with computers.)

Warning: This series contains graphic depictions of violence and gore, graphic sexual content, and adult language throughout, and is not recommended for persons under sixteen years old. Reader discretion advised.

But here we go.

Chapter 2: Everything Left Behind

“What’s good, Hwang-ja?” I said, approaching and shaking hands with him.

“Nothing.” He replied, face serious. “Nothing about this is good.”

I looked at him.

“Nah, I’m just kidding.” He said. “Nothing about this is good, but it’s nice to see you again. But let’s get down to business. You go with me to the dorm, and we spring the news of imminent death on the girls?”

“Pretty much.” I replied as we set off toward the taxi. “Then we explain about my shelter and offer them a place. I need you there because if it were just me they would probably think I was some doomsday-cult freak and call the cops.”

“They wouldn’t call the cops. Chances are they wouldn’t let you in to start with. They’re not supposed to let strangers in. Everyone knows that. You don’t talk to strangers, you get taught that when you’re two years old.”

“Point taken.”

We reached the taxi outside the airport and hopped in.

Hwang-ja told the driver the address and we started moving. Hwang-ja and I talked on the way there, catching up on what had happened. I told him about what had happened with the airplane and the Fukuro.

“Wow. And you flew the plane to Seoul?”

“Yeah. It was only about twenty minutes away.”

“Twenty minutes, during which you could have easily crashed or lost control from nerves or shock. That’s impressive.”

The taxi arrived outside his house, and Hwang-ja led me inside. We had a quick dinner and then went to bed, preparing for tomorrow.

Hwang-ja got in the taxi with me and told the driver the location. We drove for about twenty minutes before arriving. When we arrived and took out our luggage, Hwang-ja took me to the front door.

I took a deep breath, steadying myself. The realization that I was about to meet my favorite, most valued and most idolized people in the world was hitting me in full.

Hwang-ja calmly knocked on the door.

“Steady yourself, Kaito.” He said soothingly, noticing my hands shaking slightly. “They’re people, just like you and me. Treat them like any other girls.”

“They’re not.” I said quietly.

“What’s that?” He asked, hands folded in front of him.

“I said they’re not just like you and me. You don’t understand.”

“Explain, then. What makes them different, other than the fact that they’re celebrities?”

“After my parents died, Everglow sustained me and my happiness, and, in all honesty, my sanity. I would have probably committed suicide had it not been for them unknowingly helping me. They mean everything to me.”

He looked taken aback and slightly sympathetic.

“I never knew. You must be nervous then.”

“Yeah, no shit. My nerves are fraying like a ball of yarn.”

“Hey, watch your mouth when you’re around the girls. Don’t make a bad impression.”

Hwang-ja knocked again.

“Coming!” said a voice from inside. My heart leapt into my mouth as I recognized the voice as Jiwon’s.

Moments later an eye appeared in the peephole.

“Hwang-ja? The voice said. “What is he doing here?”

“I don’t know,” said a second voice, evidently responding to what Jiwon had said, recognizable as Sihyeon’s. “Invite him in.”

“Someone else is there, too.”

“Another person? Someone from Yuehua?”

“No, I don’t recognize him.”

“Well, open the door and see what they’re there for.”

The door was flung open, and my shaking breath caught in my throat. Jiwon stood there, wearing a simple crop top and jean shorts, looking stunning as ever.

“Hwang-ja, what are you doing here?” she asked, and then her large brown eyes flicked to me. “And who is this?”

“It’s, erm, complicated. May we come inside?”

She ushered us in the door, and my heart rate shot through the roof as I saw all of them in the living room.

“Have a seat.” Jiwon said, taking one herself and crossing her legs.

He and I sat down, and I set my luggage down beside the chair. He looked at me, as if expecting me to talk, but I had been rendered temporarily speechless, so he started the talking.

“This is Kaito Kobayashi,” he said, gesturing to me, “a good friend of mine and a dedicated fan whose love for you girls goes back years.”

All of them looked flattered. I nodded politely, unable to think of anything else to do. Yiren flashed me an appreciative smile, making me weak at the knees, and I couldn’t help smiling back. It was lucky I was sitting, otherwise the sight of her in person would have made me fall. She was stunningly beautiful, even more so in person. She wore a simple outfit made up of a light pink, long-sleeve midriff shirt and jean shorts. Her long, wavy, midnight black hair reached her waist, flowing endlessly down her body. Her wide, deep brown eyes met mine as I looked at her, and I found it hard to pay attention to what Hwang-ja was saying, or indeed anything but the way her gaze looked so alluring.

“But that is not why we have come.” Hwang-ja was saying once I had reconnected with reality, really trying to ignore Yiren’s face. “I assume you have heard the theories of the Fukuro species and their intentions?”

“Yes.” Sihyeon said. “We all heard a news report on it on Monday.”

“Then you already know. The disaster has been speculated to be a human extinction event by theorists and scientists. Kaito inherited a large sum from his parents, who died in a plane crash ten years ago (all of them gave me sympathetic looks). He used some of the money to build a shelter in a plot of land he bought in Taiheiyo Evergreen Forest in Japan.

“The magnitude of the situation with the Fukuri has reached a pitch that was not expected, and therefore Kaito has kindly offered all of us a place in his shelter to survive. If we accept, which I have already, we are guaranteed to survive, as Kaito’s shelter was made to be able to stand up to a atomic bomb. If not, we can seek shelter on our own and take our chances with the Fukuro apocalypse. “

Dead silence followed this, and I spoke before I even thought of what to say.

“Hwang-ja, I’m not gonna lie, that was the most professional-sounding thing you’ve ever said.”

Everyone laughed, breaking the air of tension for a moment.

“So let me get this straight,” Sihyeon said, interrupting the laughter. “This disaster has already been predicted by scientists already and there’s no chance of stopping it?”

“Yes, unfortunately. There is no hope of stopping it, so anyone who believes it is already taking shelter. If we accept, it would be advisable to get moving soon.”

“And he offered us a place?”

“Yes, along with me. Since his parents are dead and he has no more family, we are his highest priority to save.”

They all looked taken aback and slightly flattered again at the ‘highest priority’ comment.

They talked amongst themselves for a few minutes and the turned back to us.

“We will decide our answer soon,” said Sihyeon, “but in the meantime, we should set up lodging for you two. Kaito, if you would follow Yiren and Jiwon.”

The two of them led me into their room, where Jiwon opened the cavernous closet and took out an air mattress and an air blower. When she closed the closet door, I caught a fleeting glimpse of something that looked like lingerie before the light clicked off.

Jiwon knelt down by the air mattress and made to blow it up, but I stopped her.

“I can blow it up myself, if you want.”

“Oh,” she said. “Thanks…”

And she went back into the living room, handing me the air blower. Hundreds of thoughts were racing through my mind as I turned on the machine, watching the mattress slowly inflate. My entire life was about to be uprooted, my reality overturned. Yet if they accepted my offer, my reality would be made infinitely better.

Having finished, I put the air blower back in the closet and went into the living room, where Hwang-ja and Jiwon were discussing the plan.

“What is this shelter, exactly?” She asked me, noticing me there and turning briefly away from Hwang-ja.

“Well,” I said, “it’s a huge metal cube, if that makes sense. The walls are made of foot-thick steel, reinforced with rebar, and the thing could survive the blast of a nuclear bomb. I also have a powerful electric fence surrounding the property. In other words, no creature is going to threaten our safety in there.”

She nodded. “Well, if Hwang-ja trusts you, than so do I, especially since apparently my life depends on it. Any friend of Hwang-ja’s is a friend of mine.”

Hwang-ja nodded. “His family and I go back a while. His father got me out of a pretty sticky situation a few years ago. Before he died, of course.”

Jiwon half-glanced at me before saying,

“Don’t be so tactless, he’s standing right there.”

“It’s alright.” I said. “No, really,” I added as she looked at me with abundant sympathy. “I’m fine.”

“Well, I’ve already made my decision.” She said. “I’m not risking my life staying here, so I’ll go. Yiren says she’s going as well, and the others are probably thinking along the same lines. Chances are, if Hwang-ja, a sensible person, as well as me and Yiren, two more sensible people, have decided to go, then the others will come, I’m sure of it.”

Jiwon headed into the kitchen to help with breakfast.

“She has a point.” Hwang-ja said thoughtfully, looking after her retreating figure. “If she and Yiren are scared enough to leave their entire lives behind, then the rest of them will see that and know that this is a real thing.”

Once breakfast, an ample amount of pajeon, was ready and two extra chairs were added to the number surrounding the table, we all sat down to eat.

“So,” said Sihyeon to me after having finished her food, “just say we do go with you and Hwang-ja to this…bunker. What happens after that?”

I shrugged. “We survive. Since my parents were rich, they left me a lot of money and let’s just say I didn’t have only the bare necessities in there.”

She frowned. “What do you mean?”

“I mean that there’s plenty to do. It’s not like we’d be bored until we die.”

“Theoretically speaking, would we ever be able to leave the shelter?” She asked, having also finished.

“Yes.” I said. “We would have to be careful, but yes, we could leave if we needed to. Although it wouldn’t be advisable to, with the right protection we could.”

Across the table, Jiwon choked.

“What did you say?” She asked. “All I heard was ‘with the right protection we could.’”

Sihyeon rolled her eyes as me and Hwang-ja laughed.

“We were talking about if we would ever theoretically leave the bunker or not.”

“Have you decided your answer?” Jiwon asked her.

“I’m probably going. I don’t want to risk anything like that.” Sihyeon replied.

“So am I,” chimed in Yurim. “I’m not risking anything either. Even if I have to wither away in a metal box in seventy years, it”s better than being shredded like a block of cheese by a bloodthirsty monster in a month.”

“Can we not talk about bloodthirsty monsters tearing people apart while we’re eating?” said Eun-ji.

“Okay.” Sihyeon said. “Are you coming with us?”

“Yes. It’s very nice of Kaito to prioritize us and save us a place.” She smiled at me.

“It’s not like I had to do any saving,” I said, “the place is 130,000 square feet large.”

“Still. It’s nice that you though of us first.”

A happy feeling had started spreading through me right after the shock of all the recent events had dissipated, and hearing that made it grow.

After breakfast, Sihyeon, Jiwon and Se-rim went off to film a vlive (presumably telling Forevers what was happening). Eun-ji and Yurim went out to shop, leaving me, Hwang-ja and Yiren. Yiren and Hwang-ja sat talking in the living room.

“You guys don’t mind if I take a nap, do you?” I asked them. “I’m pretty tired.”

“Oh, no, not at all.” Yiren said. “You should rest up.”

She flashed me her beautiful smile again as I turned the corner, and the warmth inside me leapt about ten notches.

I took a spare blanket and a travel pillow from the closet, closed the blinds and took off my shirt. I laid down and slumped against the pillow, falling asleep within minutes.

…

What must have been hours later, I was woken by a pair of soft hands gently shaking me awake.

“Kaito,” said Yiren’s voice, “wake up. It’s time for dinner.”

I kept my eyes shut.

“Dinner? How long was I asleep?”

“About nine hours. I didn’t want to wake you for lunch, you looked like you needed the sleep.”

I sighed and sat up, getting out of bed. I slipped my shirt over my head, and in the briefest fraction of a second, I saw her eyes dart away from my torso. Hmm.

I walked out to find the table set with dishes full of expertly prepared japchae and glasses filled to the brim with sikhye.

I sat down between Yiren and Hwang-ja, still yawning.

“You must have been really tired, then, Kaito,” said Sihyeon casually. “You were in bed for nine hours.”

“So I’ve been told. I didn’t really sleep much at Hwang-ja’s place.”

“Well, in any case, it’s best you get your rest before we leave. I think everyone is leaving with you and Hwang-ja.” She turned to Se-rim, who was sitting next to her.

“Are you going?”

“Yes. If everyone else is going, then I know I have to go too.”

After dinner, everyone went to bed. Now it was confirmed that everyone was going, so no further persuasion was required. We would leave soon, if not tomorrow.

Yiren and Jiwon came to bed shortly after I did.

“Kaito?” Jiwon whispered as they entered the room. “You still awake?”

“Yes.” I muttered.

The two of them got into bed.

“So when are we leaving?” Jiwon asked once they were settled.

“Tomorrow. Friday at the latest. We can’t risk anything.”

“Goodnight, you guys.”

Yiren sighed.

“I don’t know, it just seems so…” She seemed to be attempting to find the right words. “Sudden. I don’t know if I’m prepared for this. I mean, our entire lives will be gone.”

“So will everyone else’s,” I said, “and I mean that literally.”

“Don’t say that.” She said. “Some people will hide and survive. My parents, they know. They’ll survive. They have to.”

Privately, I knew she was saying this because she didn’t want to consider the alternative. And to be honest, neither did I. My parents were already dead, but hers weren’t. I had seen the look on her face after seeing her mother on TV after eight years, and I didn’t like to think of her expression at finding out her parents were dead.

“Don’t worry. They’ll be safe. We’ll pack tomorrow, probably leaving in the evening. We’ll have less chance of being spotted at night.”

“You don’t think they would come for us, do you?”

“I don’t know.” I hesitated, and the decided to go for it. “I have this sword in my suitcase. It seems ridiculous, but it’s the only thing that can kill the Fukuri. It’s infused with a special toxin that can corrode their bodies into nothingness. Nothing else will kill them.”

“Hwang-ja told me that. That’s how you defeated the one on the plane, isn’t it?”

“Yes.” I said. “He told you everything, didn’t he?”

“We’re friends, he tells me everything.”

“Well, they hate me for it. They know I can kill them, so they stop at practically nothing to get at me. If we travel by day, they’ll see me and know it’s me. If we travel by night, they might still sense the toxin in my sword, but they might not immediately recognize me. I don’t want to put any of you in danger.”

“That makes sense.” She murmured. “We should probably get to sleep now though.”

“Yeah. ‘Night, Yiren.”

“Goodnight, Kaito.”

The next morning was rather frenzied.

Everyone was coming and everyone knew that everyone was coming, so we went to pack.

“Remember, girls,” said Hwang-ja after packing his own things away, “bare necessities.”

Everyone also knew that this wasn’t going to be followed in any case. I caught glimpses of lipstick and mascara every now and then, but everything went along fine.

All of us made calls to friends and loved ones (not that I had any other loved ones), explaining what was happening and where we were going and posted it on social media, hoping people would see and go into hiding. We ate lunch and did some last-minute preparing.

And at last, hours later, it was time.

The girls cast one last look around their dorm before we left. Once we left, there was no coming back.

And putting our lives behind us, we headed out to the car.

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