THEY'RE SO CUTE (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Every time someone draws Kim as a 20-something Korean idol with said idol's hair and muscles and a broad back I want to scream. Kim is a man in his 40s with a receding hairline, wrinkles and is very thin because of poverty, bc the socio-economic context in which he grew up. Like all Disco characters, his physical appearance speaks about his context, his life and the political situation in the region.

Extra hate points if he is portrayed as a Seolite who misses a country with which he has no cultural ties. Kim's central theme is that all the nationalists, xenophobes and racists in Ravachol treat him as if he were a migrant, even as if he had just arrived as well as humiliated by his fellow cops and superiors, treating him as a teenager and keeping him in juvenile police as punishment not only bc of xenophobia and racism but also under this patriarchal idea of seeing those it oppresses as children. Here we can easily point to the western colonialist and patriarchal fetish of viewing asian people (and global south ppl in general) as underage or eternally young, which the fandom unfortunately does not escape. Surprised that they then draw Harry like an actual 40s or even 50s years old white european guy? not really bc you can't escape the imperialist mindset.

Kim is born and raised in Revachol, he feels as much a part of the it as Harry does. I think there's even a dialogue where La Revacholiere tells Harry that Kim is part of Revachol and loves him too.

yet deeply despise him to the point of obliterating everything that makes him Kim Kitsuragi and everything Disco Elysium is about. If they can't stand how the characters are (and how they are tied at their core to the game's story and what the game talks about and its politics) maybe these people should go play a game about a stereotypically attractive, Euro-white teenage girl looking for her neighbour's cat in the alps.

so when straight people ask me why I say I’m “queer” or “gay” instead of sharing my actual identity as a panromantic demisexual non-binary sapphic queer I just tell them “ok look, when you’re talking to someone who isn’t local and they ask you where you’re from and you either say the name of the largest city nearby or ‘town name, suburb of large nearby city’ so they can get some geographical context of where you’re located right, bc they’re probably not going to know the name of the little town you actually live in.”

but if you’re talking to a local you can say the name of your actual town bc they have a greater chance of knowing where/what that is.

ok well when I’m talking to a straight person I start with queer bc chances are they aren’t as familiar with the context of all the little towns in that big queer city and need gps (gay positioning system) to find me.

if I’m talking to another queer person and I say I live in a suburb of gay city in a town called panromantic on the demisexual side of the tracks which is in the county of queer and I live off the intersection of non-binary and sapphic, they’d probably be able to find me with little to no problems, make sense?

i kiss you on the mouth and end my turn

supreme

Kim has him muted

keem keetsuragi warmps + an old harrykim thing

HAPPY MEAL- You take a bite of your burger, but something is wrong. The horrible tang of vinegar taints every micrometer of the patty.

COMPOSURE [Easy: Success]- You manage to fight down the urge to spit the half-chewed sludge into your napkin, and instead force yourself to swallow like a normal human being. As calmly as possible, you lift the bun off the burger to peer beneath.

HAPPY MEAL- As you suspected. Pickles.

AUTHORITY- You should demand a refund. Or a new burger. Or BOTH. You TOLD them you didn't like the nasty things.

YOU- Yes. Get up. Go give the cashier a piece of your mind.

AUTHORITY [Trivial: Failure]- Oh, God, the cashier. You can't do it. The moment you look toward the counter, your legs lock up and your mouth goes dry. The thought of actually confronting your fellow hard-working proletariat with some kind of mistake—let ALONE demanding MONEY from them like some kind of penny-pinching CAPITALIST—makes you feel sicker than that pickle did.

[MORALE -1]

KIM KITSURAGI- "Something the matter, Detective?" The Lieutenant has been following your eyes, from the dissected burger to the cashier.

YOU- "No. It's fine."

COMPOSURE [Trivial: Failure]- Your voice cracks slightly as you answer.

KIM KITSURAGI- The Lieutenant sighs and stands up.

EMPATHY [Heroic: Success]- He's not mad at you. It's a sigh of pity.

VOLITION [Godly: Failure]- Oh, GOD, that's worse, somehow. You feel a stabbing pain in your chest as you curl forward over the table.

[MORALE -1]

KIM KITSURAGI- At the counter, the Lieutenant clears his throat to get the cashier's attention, then gestures back to you. "Excuse me. He asked for no pickles."

[MORALE CRITICAL]

my kinks? idek dude just hug me please