An image of traditional coins called 'Yup Jun,' featuring square holes in the center for threading. The text overlay reads: 'Chunky Coins for Chewy Chops' and 'Clinking cash for cooking's cloud.' Below, a smaller caption says: 'This is an ancient story, as old as human greed and the wit to subvert it.' The URL 'huckkahng.substack.com' is displayed at the bottom.

This is an ancient story, as old as human greed and the wit to subvert it.
#korean #folklore #wit #humor

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Now more than ever.

Love. Is. Love. 🌈✨

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Fierce Force of Feminine Flatulence: A time-old lesson. Disclaimer: Today's story might be a bit much to people who have a weak stomach for things usually kept behind the toilet door. Don't worry--it's nothing tangible. Not solid, not liquid. Just gas. Just your good old fart.

Today, I've brought a Korean folktale about fart. A formidable one.

#folklore #folktale #mythology

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How many did you already know? No. 6 was the only one I already knew.

Ending Radical Indoctrination in K-12 Schooling – The White House By the authority vested in me as President by the Constitution and the laws of the United States of America, it is hereby ordered: Section 1.  Purpose and

1. Breaking News: Donald Trump has signed an executive order targeting trans youth and teachers in schools who teach for them.

It goes after "social transition" and threatens arrests.

I will go through line by line, as I have the last 3 nights.

Find the EO here:
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Finally watched Solo Leveling.
It's everything I wanted SAO to be.
Rad as hell.

Definitely portal. I want something revolutionarily different

This is a traditional Korean garment called Doo Roo Mah Lee, a long outer coat worn by men.

This is a dire time, folks. However, if we haven’t drifted away too far from the horror of the past, the solution shall also be still in our reach, maybe disguised in some funny folklore from the past.

#folklore #Korean #fearnot #writingcommunity

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Yeah look at what’s happening in Korea

“Terrible things are happening outside. Poor helpless people are being dragged out of their homes. Families are torn apart. Men, women, and children are separated. Children come home from school to find that their parents have disappeared.”

Diary of Anne Frank
January 13, 1943

The Bi Bim Bop Lore Step 1. Na Mool: the real pain in the ass

Do you like Korean food? I have some stories to serve with the dishes. The first story is about some poisonous plants we enjoy daily!

#korean #bibimbop #folklore #history #wiritingcommunity

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Me too

Attended my first meeting of BIPOC writers. Such an amazing conversation! #writingcommunity #bipoc #awcs

I attended a workshop for writers called “Networking Sucks”. It was really good, everyone was so eager and considerate, and I was the one who left first quite silently… 😭
#writingcommunity #introvert

This is a picture of a Moo Dahng, Korean shaman. She is wearing a rad hat with long sharp feathers attached to the either side.

Do you know how to catch a thief when only the guilty have the clean hands?

Check it out here: open.substack.com/pub/huckkahn...

#myth #folklore #fantasy #korean

😁 I’ll share a sample sometime soon!

I will! Please feel free to visit someday in the next week 😊

Thanks! I love food and I love stories. 😁

I noticed some of you are looking for good #recipes for your #fantasy world. Well, I thought I could help as I know some tales about #Korean #cuisine. Since our worlds are made of words, what could be better than menus with special #stories? Would you be interested? Please comment. #writingcommunity

This will be really great!

🤣 this is good

Is this real?? I mean, real real? 😳

A collage of photos including the Chicago river, bat fangs, a punk in a fangs jacket, a red discoteque, a city at night, a car with its hood open, a green motorcycle, and a sandwich

He felt bile rise up in his throat and he drowned it in finishing the drink in front of him and graciously taking his refill. "Yeah, well-" His voice was shaky and he clutched the mug handle for grounding. "Maybe someday, right? Make room at the top for me." "You know I will." The other man replied, thumbing at his new badge absently. He could feel the poison in the air and shifted, even if he couldn’t identify it. “I’m going to go hit the pool table, wait for a turn. I did some practice table running in high school, I'm pretty good at it.” He chuckled. “Of course you did.” Tyson murmured, cupping his cheek in one hand, not caring if he sounded annoyed. “Come join me, then.” Bill smiled, picking up his drink and starting to shuffle away. “Maybe in a minute.” Tyson shook his head, suddenly frustrated with the fog he felt, biting his tongue back hard even though Bill had already walked away. He was not going to make a scene at a work party. He felt like he was boiling, gripping the mug in his hands so hard he was afraid it would shatter, switching instinctively to digging fingernails into his palms. Be fair. He tried to tell himself, to channel some quiet reasonable voice. It’s not his fault, he doesn’t mean anything by it. Not his fault that he’s never had to work a day in his life, that you’re so suicidally headstrong that you make stupid mistakes everyone sees. That you solve all your problems with violence or luck. You were never going to make it here in the first place. “God, shut the fuck up!” He groaned under his breath, throwing his head back. Okay. Forget being fair. He grabbed the left-behind bar napkin and a pen, scribbling messily before shoving himself back from the bar. It was petty. Oh, it was stupid. It would probably get him fired at worst and do nothing at best. No one would listen to a sketchy paparazzo and Bill wasn’t likely to start mad-cackling about the leg up he got from framing his coworkers as incompetent.

A wanted poster featuring two pictures of a blonde vampire with red glasses. In one he is facing the camera and grimacing. In the other he has his back turned to the camera, looking over his shoulder and giving a wild-eyed grin. One hand is reaching out of the frame and the one behind him has long, clawed, webbed fingers. It says "WANTED: Nostriano Forba. Murder- Mind control- political conspiracy. Description: species- vampire, Eyes- brown, red, Age- 59, Race- white, Weight- 110 lbs, Nationality- Scottish, Build- thin, Scars and marks- deep stab wound on right shoulder and neck, Hair- dirty blonde. If you have information concerning this person, please notify the Chicago Scales office. Do not approach- this individual is considered malicious and highly dangerous"

#BluePit Bloody Terrible;

"Beaten and bearing a price on his head after an impulsive mistake, a vampire criminal in the heart of an urban fantasy underworld seeks freedom and safety from a furious kingpin through his new assistant and anyone else he can manipulate along the way."

#W #F #C #LGBT