This is my life now πππ
Finally someone said it! If it weren't for the people who fucked up his life, Gun would be a good brother/bestie/father.
Headcanons are welcome ππ»
Like I have mentioned before, Gun has a tough and complex life. His environment is fucked enough to dehumanize him to the core. The narrator did a good job in portraying him like a demon, monster or something inhuman. Yet, the narrator gave us some hints of his true self - the nurture self.
I always like this image, the way he's gently caring Yena does something to my brain. Since then I always have the impression he has a mother-side. I mean what kind of man can hold a baby like that? Look at his pinkie, so demure.
Lately, we have panels of him venting about finding a succession (the urge to raise some kiddos), he "babysitting" Crystal, he cooking for Goo, making sushi for Daniel (we can all agree his love language is feeding people), being called "Nurture Genius", and he instinctively trying to comfort Daniel (even though he doesn't need to do that at all)
Then, it's where something clicked in my brain. I realize that is his true self. I bet he was sweet and caring before his family and the destructive lifestyle destroyed him. He has to suppress this self of him since the misogynist world he lived in associated nurture with feminine. And feminine equals weak. To become strong is to embrace the feminine destruction.
Likewise, monsters are made, not born. The problems of Gun Park are: 1) dehumanization and humanization of self, 2) destruction and nurture. I can see his struggle to be a human and control/maintain the "shiro oni" alter ego. It's nice to see his confidants (Goo, Daniel, Crystal,...) can bring out the side he is trying to reject.
I think it's interesting to see it in a major antagonist of a webtoon. Hopefully, Ptj can continue this work, I sure will let him cook.
My king, my lord, my daddy
Samuelπ₯Ή π
Lookism workers boyfriend quiz:Β https://www.quotev.com/quiz/14970072/who-is-your-lookism-workers-boyfriend
Box Hair Dye
You're trying to get a fresh new look. Jang Hyun helps you pick a hair color.
A/N: beware of a slight angst at the end.
You and Hyun went to different schools. Every day after school you took the time to go to Hyun's school so both of you could walk home together.
Today Hyun promised to go with you to get a hair dye because you said you're bored with your dull lifeless hair. You wanted to dye it with something vibrant, but you didn't know what color suits you best.
So that's why you needed Hyun, your best friend-slash-a beauty department student, to be your hair advisor.
You both walked to the nearest convenience store.
Hyun followed you to the cosmetics aisle and stopped beside you in front of a small display of box hair dyes.
You reached for a wine-red with your right hand, and a mint-green with your left. A big grin plastered on your face as you held both of them on each side of your head.
"which one looks good on me?" You asked.
Hyun frowned at your terrible taste.
He turned his head at the array of colors in front of him, paused for a moment, then looked back at you, and then at the display.
You were starting to lose your patience until he finally reached for a rose-gold one. He held the box on one side of your face.
"This one suits your skin tone the best," he remarked.
You put the red and the green back to where they belong and take the rose gold from Hyun's hand. Without a second thought, you put the box into your shopping basket.
"I'll take this then," you said cheerfully.
"Are you sure? I thought you hated pink?"
"You said it suits me and I trust the opinions of professionals."
Hyun chuckled, "you think i'm a pro? I haven't even got my certification yet," he said while looking at his feet.
You knew that facial expression too well as you and him have been friends for a long time. Hyun was doubting himself again.
You gave him a reassuring smile. "You will get one and be an actual pro hair designer in no time, Hyun. I believe in you."
It seemed to you that your words of encouragement haven't been successful in lifting up his spirits. You frowned at the thought.
"I'm sure Hyeeun would cheer you on too if she was still here. She would be so proud because you work hard for your dream, her dream. She would be very happy because you're such a good father for Yena." You poured your heart into every single word you said in hopes to see Hyun smiles.
And he did. He smiled so radiantly, you felt a slight pang in your chest.
"Thanks, y/n. I really need that today."
"It's alright, Hyun. That's what friends are for." You smiled.
Hyun, if only you knew that I love you so much I don't mind accepting the fact that you love Hyeeun.
LET US ALL APPRECIATE THE FACT THAT SAMUEL SEO USES HAND CREAM!!
It's right there on the left corner.
But you gotta squint real hard to see what it is, y'all.
SEE??!!
IT SAYS "HAND CREAM" ON THE TUBE.
I'm so sorry but this blows my mind.
"Samuel, I- "
(looks around nervously)
(whispers) "Why bother keeping your hands soft when you've got blood on them?"
MY BOY SAMMY MIGHT BE A LUNATIC BUT HE'S ALSO KINDA UWU AT TIMES
Sammy boy be like:
"ME NOT WANT ELI. ME WANT JAKEY πΏπΏπΏ"
POOR MEOW MEOW JUST WANTS A SHOULDER TO CRY ON
I GOTCHU SAMMY I GOTCHU π₯Ή
COME TO MAMA π€
That sounds like a bad friend you don't need in your life.
And this hits too close to home π₯²
You see, for me Lookism is my escape from the harsh reality. I like talking about Lookism, but I have no one to talk about it with. That is why I need MORE people to talk about Lookism.
We need people like you to keep this fandom alive. Cheer up, my friend π
I'm hurt because my friend just told me to stop talking about Lookism, because I talk about it all day. Today was a really bad day and he managed to get worse...