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my-rose-tinted-glasses · 4 months

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Rose Recaps 2023 - Korea

I started with Japan because this year it gave me everything I could possibly want. Korea gave me some very nice surprises. Let's go.

The one that had me question if watching it was good for my mental health.

The Eighth Sense

Much like what I said about Tokyo in April is... it was not a good decision on my part to watch this one live. I related way too much to Jae Won and I wasn't in a specially good place at the time. However, I love it so much. I have rewatched it since then and it's such an incredible journey.

I think they used the time very efficiently and they didn't try to skip too many steps to make it a happy ending. I would be okay without any redemption for those two but on the plus side the other friends were brilliant.

Favourite Moment

The one that came out of nowhere

Sing My Crush

This show came out all at once and I had no idea it was coming. But I'm so glad it did. There were I think 4 kbls that came out all at once this year. And with the exception of this one, they were all worse because of it. First of all I fell in love with the song instantly and Han Tae immediately after. He's so cute and in love and it takes him way too long to realise it, but his devotion to Ba Ram is unquestionable from the beginning.

Favourite Moment:

The one that was a sequel but not really

Love Class 2

The first couple of episodes I wasn't sure about this one. The first couple of episodes were kinda of confusing, starting with such a dark scene on the roof, and so many different types of relationships to keep track of.

Joo Hyuk was my instant favourite from the beginning. The way he was instantly smitten and committed from the first moment he saw the TA was delightful.

It took me longer to warm up to Min Woo and Maru. But I love their arc. Even the jealousy experiment didn't bother me, Maru needed a push. Much like Lee Hyun said, it was so obvious.

Lee Hyun and Kim An were the last ones to reach me. I think the whole backstory around Kim An muddied the waters a bit and I'm not sure it was necessary to have so much of it, but I did love that when Kim An gave in, he did so with no reservations.

Favourite Moments:

The one that had me considering moving to a farm

Love Tractor

Ok. Not really, But look how pretty. Funny story, I actually rewatched part of this show in an orchard not that much different from the one here. I was on holiday in the countryside and just thought it would be incredibly amusing.

Anyway. I love Ye Chan an unreasonable amount. He's so dramatic and so earnest. And honestly if I ever had to move to a place like this I think I would pretty much have the same reaction as Seon Yul. I just want my peace and quiet.

But I really like their dynamic all throughout and considering the time restraints I thought that the development of Yul's feelings was done quite well.

Favourite Moment:

The other one with Love in the title

Love Mate

There was absolutely no reason for me to like this show has much as I did. Ha Ram should've bothered me. This whole concept should've annoyed me. The whole separation bit should've made me angry. Why didn't it? I have no clue. But I loved it. I've watched it more than once and love it every time.

Favourite Moment

The one with coffee and pottery

Unintentional Love Story

I adore this show. Pick an episode, any episode, I love it. Was it perfect? No. Was the kissing the thing that made it not perfect? Perhaps. I love it nonetheless.

[Confession time. Is there one thing about this show that bothers me no matter how many times I rewatch it? Yes. Is it the kissing? No. Is it something absolutely and stupidly tiny that only I could possibly be that bothered by it? Yes. What is it? " Let me at least do this." It's such a great moment. But why did whoever was in charge of the editing felt the need to show us the scene that we saw 17 minutes before? (it's really 17 minutes and 40 seconds, I checked because I'm nowhere near sane). Did they thing we forgot about it in that time? It lessens the moment and it insults the audience. I hate it an unreasonable amount. ]

There are so many moments in this show that I love. The four mains are amazing, the confession scene by HoTae in the coffee shop floored me, the writing in the sand moment was delightful and the soundtrack is my favourite of the year.

Favourite Moment:

The one that was perfect

Our Dating Sim

What's there to say. There's nothing wrong here. They are delightful, I had a great time with the video game format at the end of the episodes, their chemistry was amazing, and Ki Tae is my favourite boy. Also, my second favourite soundtrack this year.

Favourite Moment

See you next time with Thailand I think.

Thanks for reading💜

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apollostears · 1 year

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𝐿𝐼𝐹𝐸'𝑆 𝐴 𝑩𝑬𝑨𝑪𝑯 ＃︎！︎

❤︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 + 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: headcanons on spending time with your college roommates at the beach. college!jjk, college!au, platonic!reader, the guys are idiots (+ you), nanami regrets everything.

❤︎ 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: nanami, toji, choso, geto, and gojo

✉︎ 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐱𝐱

- one summer, nanami planned a week long trip to thailand!!

- lemme tell y’all how it went…

- choso got sun burn. . . twice (he has super sensitive skin)

- toji got stung by a jellyfish and gojo totally tried pissing on him

- geto got buried under sand by you and he almost drowned bc of how close to the shoreline y’all were

- two words: endless mimosas

- nanami was working OVERTIME to keep you and gojo away from the water so y’all drunk asses wouldn’t drown

- the housekeeping staff absolutely adored you guys!! shoutout to gojo and them dazzlin eyes

- you guys did soo much shoppin at the local markets and stores!

- gojo dragged you and geto out to one of the island clubs they had

- you definitely made out w some random person

- some local women taught you, nanami, and geto how to make traditional pad woon sen (glass noddle stir-fry)

- choso swam with sharks!!!

- y’all all definitely went snorkeling and nanami totally lost his shit bc a fish swam next to him

- if there’s water games, DO NOT LET THEM NEAR!

- geto and gojo paddle boarded way too far out and got bitched at

- choso will NOT stop going down the water slide

- several parents have complained already

- nanami falls asleep while kayaking and everyone thinks he’s dead of heat stroke so the paramedics came

- toji parasails the whole day and he’s good at it

- which is good but what’s not good is you being stuck on that damn boat w him

- you get some surfboarding lessons from this super hot guy. you totally snuck out to go though.

- likeee crack ass of dawn type shit

- you guys take pottery class together and go on a tour of bangkok

- you, choso, and nanami decide to paint at the beach while the others roam

- it was such a good bonding moment for the three of you

- constant hangovers!!

- these dudes party like they have indestructible livers

- in the end, this was the overall team damage:

- geto and gojo drowned each other

- three times

- geto almost got y’all deported

- gojo got lost for half a day

- choso got lost looking for gojo for half a day

- you literally almost ended up kidnapped had nanami not put air-tags on y’all

- toji lowkey ended up in some beef with the underground fight ring there. all bc he beat the owner’s ass in a street fight

- matching tattoos were a must!! (again)

- on the last day, nanami got stung by a jellyfish (toji was fucking cackling at that mans pain) and that’s when y’all knew it was a wrap

- mans literally came back to japan and took an extended vacation but AWAY from you guys

- you guys definitely go to the beach every summer now

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. @kennyackermanswhore @chaoticevilbakugo @indiecursor @gabzlovesu @desiray562 @brownmochii @knjkitten @sweeneyblue1 @namjoonswifeyy @nyxeclipse @rubinocore @somerandompipzsxh @dabilovesme @histarean @hannas16 @caribbeanwifey19 @emonaculate @po3ticb3auty @waka-umm @wilsonsbuck @ctrlstar @jealousfuckingcunt @savagemickey03 @dukina @sisnot @littlemochi @hoohoohope @ruubric

✉︎ 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬... 𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐬

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𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐝𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤

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signedeclipse · 10 months

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Gyokko anon here to claim a topical emoji 🏺 and lay down a request (while also generally informing you that you're awesome and to take your time, please). Request specs: an NSFW oneshot where reader is a vase maker who gets so into her work she's completely oblivious to her surroundings, which of course irritates poor narcissistic Gyokko who came out to see who this rival vase artist is. Instead of going the violence route like he did with Haganezuka, he decides to go the sexy route to get her attention because he finds her surprisingly lovely. He pulls out all the stops, maybe even with those aphrodisiacs? Your choice if it works and have the best of days! 😄 - 🏺

The Monster and The Ceramicist [Gyokko X Reader]

Reader is Human Female | NSFW

Recomended Song - Cooler Than Me by Mike Posner

Any other pottery artist was a fraud, buying clay, using stamps, air drying their work, imperfect edges that are riddled with cracks.

Everyone was a step down from him.

That was why Muzan adored him so much. After all, Gyokko's porcelain was worked in ways no human could, and sold for the highest value in all of Japan. So long as he made enough or they were bid on high enough was all that mattered; until something made a mockery of his work.

Not purposefully, not directly, but he'd notice his were selling for less, and sought out for less. They still came up to extraordinary amounts, but it was starting to pull at his ego.

When his pen name lost the title of number one, it infuriated him! Certainly no other could compare, not to his extravagant patterns and perfect composition-

At least, that was how he felt until he promptly stole one of the new number one's pots.

It was clay, more specifically stoneware, different from the porcelain he worked with. It was heavier, and durability comparable to that of porcelain, but it was also much easier to dry out and crack.

Surprisingly, no matter how long he inspected the exterior or interior of the piece, he found no such imperfections.

Not only that, but he could tell this has not been bought, it was collected by the maker themselves, kneaded, cleaned and refined until it was perfect for working with. It was mostly perfect, aside from one fingerprint left on the inside of the vase, along the ridge before the rim.

"Tch, only amateurs could make a mistake like that." He scoffed, though he'd still gently placed the pot on a shelf in his studio, to motivate him of course, not because he liked it.

Unlike him, he was certain the name you'd used was authentic, and there were articles written about you in town's newspapers, especially in larger cities with more of the wealthy folk, where he was certain some of his pots now sat next to yours in their homes.

That meant it would be easy to find you, since you'd never have expected such an attack.

Or, so he thought. Because as it turns out, you weren't some pompous artist in the most luxurious place you could find in Tokyo city.

Instead you were hidden in the rural areas of Tokyo prefecture, by the river passing Mt. Odake, the small quaint village of Hinohara. It was unexpected to say the least, considering how small the village was. But he understood you likely went by the river bank to find the rich clay you used, which Tokyo city wouldn't have much of.

Moving only at night was easy, considering the lack of a night life most people in rural areas had. There was only one ceramist sign of all the shops along the river, and it led him to a small minka hidden above the steep edge of a road, shrouded in trees and bush that almost concealed it, had it not been for the warm glow of the lights from within.

You were up later than most who had long gone to bed, with a few windows slid open, along with two doors that led to a small covered patio of sorts. It was facing the road and down the mountain to the stream.

Had it not been for the spinning wheel in front of you, you'd have been gazing out at the beautiful view of extending mountain ranges and glittering skies.

Fortunately for him, your undivided attention on the craft at hand allowed him to hide in plain sight, amongst the many of your pots was his own, which he peeked carefully from the edge of.

At the moment, the only sounds were of you humming quietly to yourself, the bamboo chimes hanging from the roof of the porch, and the white noise that was the wheel slowly turning, grinding into slit that had likely fallen between the cracks of the contraption. It was a moment of peace, which he watched you work in contemplation.

His pot stood out from yours, so he was certain you would spot him the moment you took a break from your work. It was just a waiting game, because what fun would it be for him to jump out and kill you just like that?

Your death wouldn't be a waste, at the very least you deserved an exquisite demise.

Except, you seemed very, very enticed in your craft.

He watched you pull the clay till it thinned and collapsed.

Saw your slip-dried hands slice the piece in half with a thread the moment it was lopsided.

And rebuild the same structure over, and over, and over, until several hours had passed and the break of dawn was only an hour or two from rising.

His captivation melted his patience with time, until he finally had enough of hiding, opting instead to roll out in front of you and slam his hands into the wooden floor, resulting in a large banging noise.

"I don't get it! What are you destroying these pots for! It's been hours, hours of me waiting for you to finish! How hard could it be to make one-"

"Shhh...." You raised a finger to your lips, carefully raising your foot from the pedal so the wheel could slow as you worked delicately, only glancing up at him once, "I'm working."

For an entire moment, the demon slouched, defeated by your reply. You had looked at him, seen his form, yet you paid no mind.

His frustration was reaching a boiling point when he noticed you were entirely ignoring him, was this stupid craft really that important to you? More than your life? More than being stalked by a monster?

He tried waving his claws hand before you, but the only response was an annoyed scoff, followed by your shifting to get a view where his arm wasn't.

As upset as he was, as much as he had intended to slaughter you to reclaim his title, Gyokko was holding himself back from crushing you into a bloody slurry.

Because… because...?

It surely wasn't that he admired your concentration to a point of deep envy, no, and it wasn't that he found you as beautiful as your handiwork, that'd be stupid.

It had to be him being so kind, so generous, that he wanted to best you naturally, to watch you fall behind him in skill, to prove he was not only a talented killer, but the perfect ceramist.

Even then, he had to do something to help his shattering ego, and he was running out of both time and ideas.

"Don't you know how rude it is to ignore others? You ought to learn some manners..." He mostly spoke to himself, considering his voice lay a low whisper, but his actions were anything but personal.

Whether you realised it or not, the being returned to his pot in order to shed his skin, slithering out with a new body just out of your peripheral vision. The gleam of his scales seem to catch your eyes, because he noticed you pause for the first time.

"Oh? Are you interested now?" Though you'd finally given him even the slightest of attention he craved, it wasn't enough to react to the now looming shadow behind you.

Webbed fingers wrapped around your torso, squishing his toned chest into your back, easily felt through the fabric of your top. His talons were sharp enough that the slightest drag cut through the cloth, leaving a hole for your chest to spill out of.

Be it out of stupidity, ignorance, or concentration, you snapped your focus back onto your potter's wheel, though he felt your arms had tensed, making it harder for you to work the material.

Gyokko wouldn't give up so soon, if you wanted to play this idiotic game, he would happily win.

The thin slime along his hand was cold when it met the exposure of your chest, pinching at your nipple with the flat of his finger, making sure his claws didn't get too familiar with your sensitive skin. The webbing allowed a more encompassing grab, which you seemed to enjoy judging by the sharp inhale you let out anytime he squeezed his hand.

Despite that, you kept going, and so did he.

While the clay slip on your palms dried out, his free hand slithered between your parted legs, using a nice level of force to press against your clit through the thicker fabric of your canvas bottoms. His hands were so large, big enough to keep you from closing your legs, had the wheel not already been keeping them apart.

A devious chuckle teased from each of his mouths, dancing a hot breath into your neck, which his face had shoved itself into in order to trail green lipstick marks along your sweet skin.

He was quick enough with his claws that you hadn't noticed them cut through your pants, only feeling the same cold sensation on your chest now pressing into your folds.

It was then that your hands stopped, one grabbing onto his wrist and the other hesitating just beside your pot.

His skin was all scales, which stretched under your grip. They were much harder, though, as you'd been completely unable to move his wrist.

Finally pleased that his performance was heeding results, the upper moon pushed two fingers oozing with a blue opaque substance, coating your inner walls with it by stretching his fingers throughout. It was slippery, and let him pump his fingers comfortably into your tight hole.

"That's it, finally paying attention, are we?" As happy as he was, Gyokko didn't just want to stop you for a moment, no, he wanted to leave you unable to continue for enough time to give him a head start on his next project.

Fortunately for him, he'd given you a double dose of yohimbine, an aphrodisiac that would certainly increase your blood flow, but would also act as a nice relaxant.

The girth of his two fingers were nothing like his true size, which is what made your choked moans so adorable.

"You can't take it? Aren't you supposed to be creative? Make it work~!" He teased your nature, sliding his thumb against your clit with the same substance, though this one had slight warming properties, leaving your clit pulsing beneath his teasing touch.

The mix of his cool skin to the warmth of his aphrodisiac was confusing, leaving you in nothing but a daze as he continued feeling you up.

It's as if the gods themselves had sculpted your body, every curve, dip, bump, it was all memorised by his other hand while he took in the scent of your hair, skin, and sex, which was intoxicating to the demon.

He wanted to plunge his face between your thighs, to mark you up and down, but he had restraint- for now.

Finally you seemed to lose interest in the pot, your other hand reaching back to hold onto the back of his neck with your back arched, which he happily pushed into so you couldn't unto your position, pulled back into his lap and away from the pottery wheel or stool.

"Doesn't that feel so good? I know, it must feel amazing being worshipped by me." As cocky as he was, his cheeks were still pink when your head nodded rapidly, rutting your hips into the thrusts of his fingers.

He happily obliged with your needs, meeting an inhuman pace to satiate your slutty needs. His free hand finally rose to your face, roughly squishing your cheeks to shove two fingers in your mouth and forcing your head back to stare at the ceiling.

Saliva dripped from your mouth, coating said fingers and leaving your moans strangled. It was effective enough to keep you silent when you came to a shattering orgasm, body convulsing into his.

But he didn't stop, no, he still had himself to take care of, though the rest of the night was nothing but a blur into darkness.

...Since then, Gyokko hasn't visited, allowing you to recover. Much to his plans, you had no recent work hitting the market until almost a month later, when you released something different from usual.

It was a thin, tall post with two handles, and on each side was the imprint of two webbed and taloned hand marks, indenting each side so it almost looked like they were grabbing at a pair of hips.

Not for sale, titled "The monster and the ceramicist."

Author Note - I hope bananaberry anon sees this because so similar to what they wanted and I think it would make them HAPPY!!! Anyways, thank you for requesting!! I added your emote to my pinned too <3 Fun fact! While picking the place you are from (Mount Odake) I actually found out thru google questions its the place Inosuke is supposedly from! That means you could have run into Douma, Gyomei OR Inosuke LMAO

Word Count - 2,103

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haesunflower · 10 months

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zb1 accidentally breaks something you gave them .....₊˚⊹♡

genre: fluff/comedy (it's funny imo)

pairing: reader (gn) x zerobaseone

about/tags: they accidentally break something you made/gifted

inspired by this quick ask prompt, yujin not here but he's in the quick ask, it's mostly cute don't worry, there's no angst

hides it for as long as possible : gyuvin & ricky

when gyuvin accidentally dropped the little ceramic mug you made together during pottery class he literally gasps out loud. he picks up the pieces quietly and stores it in a container so he could figure out how to piece it back together. when you ask him about where it went he sorta goes like "aha about that..." while scratching the back of his head.

meanwhile ricky got lucky with this one because he knows exactly where to buy the watch you gave him. when he gets to the store, he feels terrible when he sees the price tag – now fully knowing how much you paid for this. so instead of buying a replacement watch, he has it repaired (even though it comes out more expensive that way) just so that he can say that this is still the same watch you got him for his birthday. you never find out it was broken at some point.

tries to fix it himself: hanbin & taerae

after working on it for several hours, hanbin is still busy gluing all the major pieces of the vase you bought him when you suddenly arrive home. "y/n...you're here early ha ha" he laughs aloof and plasters a huge nervous smile on his face, hoping you're not too mad about it. you can't be mad at him because he's trying his best to fix it :(

meanwhile taerae is the complete opposite in terms of disposition and is 100% panicking about trying to fix the snowglobe you got him. rather than actually fixing it, he's staring at all the pieces wondering and contemplating where he went wrong. you find him on the floor next to all the pieces and materials he needs to put it back together. he looks up at you with big doe eyes and says "sweetie i can explain..." as if it's the worst thing you caught him doing. you giggle a little and help him put it back together.

comes clean and apologizes: gunwook & hao

he thinks honesty is the best policy, so when gunwook comes softly knocking at your door with the broken cd in hand you're a little dumbfounded. like, how do you break a cd mixtape in half?? he explains that he had to wrestle gyuvin's dog because he had it in his mouth. but he says that so deadpan you can't help but laugh at his face. gunwook is still looking at you like 😕 "no y/n this is serious and i'm sorry i wasn't taking care of it"

like gunwook, hao tells you right away because he doesn't want you to feel some typa way about it. he shows you the worn out shoes (rather, only the one for the right foot) you got him on your first year of dating, and how he must have lost or forgot to pack the left shoe while he was preparing to go back from Japan. you examine the shoe and you ask him why he still keeps it when the soles are practically falling off already. he says he keeps it as a goodluck charm and he's pretty sad he lost the other pair. you kiss him on the cheek because he's so cute about it :(

you're at the scene of the crime when it happens: matthew & jiwoong

you're chasing each other around the house for the remote when matthew accidentally knocks over the framed collage you made for him on your anniversary. you both look at each other like 😳 for a few seconds before he finally picks it up to examine it. "luckily, it's just the frame that broke y/n. very fixable" and while he's distracted you steal the remote from his pocket lololol

on the flip side, jiwoong's tactic is ~ distraction ~ when you hear a loud clash come from the garage. the motorcycle you gifted to him for your wedding fell to one side, causing one of the mirrors to break. but when you check up on him in the garage he's all like "hey baby what are you doing here?" whilst chucking the broken side mirror under the car so you don't see it. he's walking over to you quickly so you don't see the mess behind him, and says stuff like "new shirt baby? it looks great. let's go inside now" as he directs you to go back inside.

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yoga-onion · 1 year

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[Photo above: an Ainu woman in 1920s]

Legends and myths about trees

Forest spirits and natives (4)

Korpokkur (or Korbokkur) – ‘People under the butterbur leaves’

Korpokkur are the tribes of dwarfs in folklore of the Ainu people of the northern Japanese islands, meaning 'people under the butterbur leaves'.

The Ainu believe that the korpokkur were the people who lived in the Ainu's land before the Ainu themselves lived there. They were short of stature, agile, and skilled at fishing. They lived in pits with roofs made from butterbur leaves.

Long ago, the korpokkur were on good terms with the Ainu, and would send them deer, fish, and other game and exchange goods with them. The little people hated to be seen, however, so they would stealthily make their deliveries under the cover of night.

One day, a young Ainu man decided he wanted to see a korpokkur for himself, so he waited in ambush by the window where their gifts were usually left. When a korpokkur came to place something there, the young man grabbed it by the hand and dragged it inside. It turned out to be a beautiful korpokkur woman with a tattoo on the back of her hand (the tattooing of Ainu women is said to be based on this). She was so enraged at the young man's rudeness that her people have not been seen since. Their pits, pottery, and stone implements, the Ainu believe, still remain scattered about the landscape.

[History of Ainu]

The Ainu are an indigenous people from Sakhalin in the north to the Kuril Islands and Kamchatka Peninsula in the north-east and around the northern Japanese archipelago, especially in Hokkaido. The Ainu have long had an economic zone around the Sea of Okhotsk region.

They worshipped bears and wolves, as well as gods embodied in the elements of nature, such as water, fire and wind.

Ainu is the Ainu language for 'human' and is believed to have originally meant 'human' as a concept as opposed to 'kamui' (a designation referring to nature based on the spirit that everything in nature has a heart).

The Ainu people were conquered and their land confiscated by neighbouring Japan and Russia between the 15th and 18th centuries. Later, in the 19th century, forced them to convert, apply their customs and belong. During the Soviet era, hundreds of Ainu were executed or forcibly relocated. Today, the population and the Ainu language are in decline and there are revival efforts for their traditional culture.

木にまつわる伝説・神話

森の精霊たちと原住民 (4)

コロポックル (又はコロボックル) 〜「蕗の葉の下の人々」

コロボックルは、アイヌ語で「蕗の葉の下の人」という意味を持つ、アイヌに伝わる小人族のこと。

アイヌがこの土地に住み始める前から、この土地にはコロボックルという種族が住んでいた。彼らは背丈が低く、動きがすばやく、漁に巧みであった。又屋根をフキの葉で葺いた竪穴にすんでいた。

昔、コロボックルはアイヌと仲が良く、鹿や魚などの獲物を送ってもらったり、品物を交換したりしていた。しかし、小人たちは人目につくのを嫌い、夜陰に紛れてこっそりと配達していた。

ある日、アイヌの青年がコロボックルを一目見たいと思い、いつも贈り物を差し入れる窓際で待ち伏せしていた。そのコロボックルがそこに何かを置こうとすると、青年はそれを手で掴んで屋内に引きずり込んだ。すると、それは美しい女性のなりをしておりその手の甲には刺青があったという (なおアイヌの婦人のする刺青はこれにならったものであるといわれている)。コロボックルは青年の無礼に激怒し、一族を挙げて北の海の彼方へと去ってしまった。以降、アイヌの人々はコロボックルの姿を見ることはなくなったという。現在でも土地のあちこちに残る竪穴や地面を掘ると出てくる石器や土器は、彼らがかつてこの土地にいた名残である。

[アイヌの歴史]

アイヌ民族は、北は樺太から北東の千島列島・カムチャツカ（勘察加）半島、日本列島北部周辺、とりわけ北海道の先住民族である。アイヌ民族は永くオホーツク海地域一帯に経済圏を有していた。彼らは、熊やオオカミ、さらに水、火、風といった自然の要素に具現化された神を崇拝していた。

アイヌとはアイヌ語で「人間」を意味する言葉で、もともとは「カムイ」(自然界の全てのものに心があるという精神に基づいて自然を指す呼称) に対する概念としての「人間」という意味であったとされている。

アイヌ民族は、15世紀から18世紀にかけて、近隣国の日本とロシアに征服され、土地を没収された。その後、19世紀には改宗、慣習の適用、帰属を余儀なくされた。ソ連時代には数百人のアイヌが処刑されたり、強制移住させられた。現在、人口やアイヌ語は減少しつつあり、伝統文化の復興に向けた取り組みが行われている。

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hattoriandkudo · 2 months

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History with Conan: Japan’s Jomon Period (Introduction)

The Jomon period began tens of thousands of years ago (around 14500 BCE), and ended around the 4th century BCE, lasting 10,000 years. The name Jomon comes from the clay vessels that began to be made in Japan during this period. Many of them would have rope wrapped around them to imprint a rope pattern, leading to the period being given the same name as these vessels: jomon is written 縄文, straw rope + style/decoration.

Mitsuhiko: It seems the bow was used starting in this period!

The people who made this jomon earthenware lived in pit dwellings and were hunter gatherers who lived on animals, fish, and shellfish, as well as things like nuts and berries. Recent research suggests they were even beginning simple agriculture.

Left: chipped stone tool. Right: polished stone tool.

In addition, they began to use new polished stone tools, rather than the chipped stone tools that were used in the Paleolithic period before the Jomon period. Unlike the chipped stone tools, which were used as-is, the polished stone tools have had their shape smoothed out.

Unlike the Paleolithic people, who moved to follow the animals they hunted, the Jomon people began to build pit dwellings and stay in fixed settlements.

With illustrations and information from History Detective Conan 1: Jomon Period (Time Drifters in a Primitive World). Additional detail on dates from World History Encyclopedia, Jomon Period. Jomon pottery image from the Met.

Next Time: The Jomon Diet

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kimazuiiii · 4 months

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I’m just rambling rn but I feel like people focus too much on the explosion aspect of deidara’s art and often overlook the actual clay sculptures themselves!

His clay sculptures were clearly heavily influenced by Taro Okamoto’s works (the artist Deidara was based off of) , which in turn derived inspiration from Jomon pottery. It’s important to note that Taro Okamoto made groundbreaking work in introducing the beauty of Jomon into the field of art. Beforehand, it was only considered for archaeological purposes.

He had great admiration for the “unrestraint, vigor, dissonance, dynamism, asymmetry,” of jomon pottery and claimed that its boisterous, discordant form depicted the the veneration of nature, an awe of nature. It was a perfect representation of the spirit of the Jomon people who lived in harmony with nature! He deemed their aesthetics, which directly opposed the subdued refinement of traditional art, as the “original Japan” or “lost Japan.”

In addition to Jomon art being a rediscovery of Japan, Okamoto considered it as a discovery of himself. He implemented it as the foundation for his view of own life and art.

#I have a lot more to say but like this shite is so fascinating to me..

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Ancient Japan

Ancient Japan has made unique contributions to world culture which include the Shinto religion and its architecture, distinctive art objects such as haniwa figurines, the oldest pottery vessels in the world, the largest wooden buildings anywhere at their time of construction, and many literary classics including the world's first novel. Although Japan was significantly influenced by China and Korea, the islands were never subject to foreign political control and so were free to select those ideas which appealed to them, adapt them how they wished, and to continue with their indigenous cultural practices to create a unique approach to government, religion, and the arts.

#Ancient_Japan #Asuka_Period #Daigoji #Emperor_of_Japan #Heian_Period #Itsukushima_Shrine #Japanese_Tea_Ceremony #Jomon_Period #Kofukuji #Kofun_Period #Nara_Period #Sanjusangendo #Yakushiji #history

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The first Raku tea bowl was created by Chōjirō, a tile craftsman, with the guidance of Sen no Rikyū. The prominent tea master was seeking a tea bowl for a style of Japanese tea ceremony emphasizing simplicity known as wabi-cha. The Raku bowl reflected the ideals of the wabi aesthetic, as it was formed by hand with an appreciation for the natural imperfections.

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maddy64000 · 1 year

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I made a Thing mug! Check out my pottery Insta @/tokidokipottery for more!(yall this took forever to make my fingers are frozen from sculpting in the cold dark pottery studio in the middle of nowhere in Japan hahahahelp)

#wednesday #netflix #wednesday addams #wednesday netflix #wednesday series #wednesday fanart #fanart #ceramics #pottery #sculpture #thing

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svereds-wise-words · 3 months

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雨月物語

Set in the warring states period, specifically within Japan's civil war torn Azuchi-Momoyama period Ugetsu Monogatari tells the tale of a potter, Genjuro, and a potter's assistant, Tobei, whose greed gets the better of them when a group of samurai come to conscript the men of their village into forced labor, stealing all of the peasantries goods in the process.

Something I thought was a nice touch by the director was his use of Ryou instead of yen. Had he used yen coins everyone still would have understood that currency was being exchanged but he went the extra mile to make sure it was consistent with the time period. His usage of a large armored cast scrambling about helps to create a tension and sense of unease in the samurai encampment, helping to reinforce the idea that a battle is about to commence.

Mizoguchi Kenji creates a sense of irony when immediately after Tobei buys his samurai armor and spear, his wife gets raped and treated like a prostitute. As a warrior Tobei's job should now be to protect, and yet in that very moment his wife is defiled. His becoming a soldier is the very way he fails at his job as one.

Tobei, when he realizes the results of his actions.

Meanwhile Genjuro is looking for silks and finery for his wife when, once again, ironically Mizoguchi has the lady of the manor come to sweep Genjuro off his feet and get married with him. The Irony doubles down when Lady Wakasa is dancing and singing about whether or not Genjuro would be faithful and it being sealed by the sake cup. It was the sake cup that drew her attention and led to his now unfaithfulness, and by sealing the vows you're ultimately sealing this act as one of unfaithfulness towards his wife at home.

This act of Irony that Genjuro goes through however, seems like but a dream though. From Lady Wakasa to the reunification of Genjuro and his wife, all of it was but a fever dream for Genjuro. The war along with the greed of getting more for his pottery led both Genjuro and Tobei mad. The movie acts as a warning. Warning of the insanity of both war and greed. How it warps the mind into seeing things that aren't there, whether they be something as tangible as Lady Wakasa, or an opportunity or chance to do something which isn't there. It warns of the fallout that can come from chasing such greed, much as it did Kenji Mizoguchi's own father.

Given when the film was released it could have been a reflection of not only his Father and his history, but one of Japanese society as a whole. It was released less than 10 years after the Tokyo War Crimes Tribunal, where stories of events were all over the place and many made choices they came to regret. It could be a reflection and a way of processing the mindset and the changes that came after Japan lost the war and act as a warning as to what may come if one sought out war once again.

Overall I feel that this film really was a reflection of Mizoguchi Kenji's life. His father being Genjuro, and Tobei's wife being kind of like his sister Suzu. His father having sought riches in the Russo-Japanese war, only to met with a major financial burden as all of the product he made for the war went to waste as the war had quickly ended, and Tobei's wife being Suzu, someone effectively shoved off into the life of a Geisha as a result of another's desire for glory and wealth (her father's).

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