#A Christmas Story shooting area

[forthechubbies]

Mommy Virgin

Hybrid!Alpha!Babydaddy!Ceo! JJK X Pregnant Chubby! Reader

Chapter 1

Christmas Dreams

Plant many and be fruitful

An idiotic quote your family stands by religiously-For generations, Big families run in our genes..and it always come up boys. Traditionally, Our family has a record for birthing only boys.

However, The winds of a change blew on a beautiful Saturday daybreak, welcoming a baby girl to the world. Maybe 'Welcomed' is far-fetched-

"That girl is going to be the end of our family." Our father exclaimed to your mother, already doubled over with grief-" Ever man, we set her up with her declares! My patients is suffering!" He huffed.

"Her innocence is our misery. She refuses them every time." Your mother added. "She will kill our bloodline at this rate."

Your father could do nothing but hold his weeping wife.

And where are you? On the steps, listening to every painful insult after the next. You didn't mean to be the way you are-it's just men-You couldn't finally grasp the appeal of men. Never as a teenage girl and never now.

Every 'Gentleman' your parents shove in your face always leads to the same demands. Barefooted and pregnant. In other words, not your cup of tea.

So you hatched a plan over three years, causing influential events to take place—'Influential' to your parents, An mirage to yourself.

The story goes, you met a handsome mystery man who swept you off your feet and demanded you stay in his care, getting you out of your parent's hair. In reality, You were the handsome stranger, secretly saved up and moved out.

You hated lying to your parents but detested how they treated you more.

Your scheme forced you to keep the image of this handsome stranger. Why can't we come to the wedding? Your 'fiance' values privacy, including pictures. Why can't we visit? He's a horrible germaphobe.

The list is endless.

Despite how solid your lie was, It all went to ruin following your parent's desire to be grandparents. The obsessive behavior continued for several days straight until the pressure became too much.

"I'm pregnant!" A foolish outburst you immediately regretted as it slipped past your lips. " We wanted it to be a surprise-"

The cheers blazed through your phone's speakers; your face formed a painfully cringe.

What have you done?

You've successfully given yourself a time limit for a decision of paramount importance, something that needs preparation and stable funds.

But yet Your shoes imprinted the carpet in the waiting area office, A sperm bank. You were given a catalog of...donaters; you shivered at the creeper gentleman pictures- you flipped through page after page by no one suited you.

Your heels clicked as your arrived at the front desk, waiting patiently for service before another catalog on the shelf caught your eye.

Trading this for that, You sat back down and explored the new faces. The book revolves around the Eastern hemisphere showing you the prettiest men to grace this green earth.

Chu Buyeon, A long haired military man.

His medical health is fantastic, and his face-he's gorgeous. Maybe him? Yes, his perfect. Somewhat satisfied, You stood to quickly- Shoot!

The thick catalog's binger finally gave way after decades of service, scattering the papers about the ghostly waiting room.

You weren't pleased until every paper was accounted for- Now that, that nightmare is over...

Crunch!

Oops, You missed one.

The paper limped in poor condition thanks to your carelessness. "Shoot!..Excuse me I- step on one of ..the..Jeon Jungkook."

You froze mid-confession to seize the moment to read his information. This? Mr. Jeon was the picture of health as well as looks to boot. Saying any gentleman in this book is just handsome should be seen as a federal offense..

"This is hard." You exhaled.

"You can take the book home-" An uninvited voice startled you off your feet, yet she continued unphased. " The most important decisions take time."

I bet she got that out of a fortune cookie. Ember, The one of the head nurses. Remember her; She actually plays a big role in this story.

Despite the generic quote, You took the odd nurse's offer.

..12:45pm..

They're both amazing.

You've been at this for hours on end; your eyes swapped between two pictures until you felt a headache.

Why is this so hard? I can't believe how difficult this is… He has cute eyes but his nose is adorable.

What the poor heroine fails to realize is the work of crafting a baby, especially without meeting the daddies men. In all honesty, both men were way out of your league; you couldn't physically imagine having a relationship, let alone bearing one's child.

Perhaps it's time for bed. You unwhined for bed, taking a small cup of hot chocolate to your room, not before getting distracted by your darling Christmas tree; this is your first Christmas on your own, and honesty, you loved it.

Despite your current problem, You watched the snow tuck outside in a soft white blanket-You loved the view so much you settled in the living room in a handmade fort with hours of kdramas for entertainment.

Thirty minutes in, Your blinks began lengthier each time until they closed.

A chilly breeze brushed through your clothes. You could have sworn you closed that window instead of your warm living. Your eyes fell on dry grass.

"Huh!?" Now, On your toes. I mean, high heels? You were in business attire...breath! Inhale and exhale...

Where am I? A field...looks like. Okay okay..What do you see? Grass..River...Man? Man! He can help me.

"Hi?...Hey..Hello..I seemed to be lost-"

"Yah!" A gentleman from behind you roared. "What are you doing !? You're in the dead zone! Run towards me!" The man was bolting straight ahead towards clueless you.

Deadzone? And I Haven't run since middle school.

A loud bam from the right knocked you off your feet. Your so-called Savior fired at you and is re-aiming to a clean shot.

The next thing you know, your nose is shoved against sweaty yet sweet-smelling skin. No longer on your own two feet, you were cradled like a newborn, gripping your actual savior's ivory shirt.

You squeezed his bulky shoulders. "There's two now!"

"Fuck! I forgot my gun at camp." Another bam blasted from behind him. This time grazing his side your realize he did it on purpose...It would have hit you.

" Are you okay?!!" You got a groan as a answer, but his strong arms stayed stable until you reached the other side. The gunshots creased after crossing a certain point.

Sticky strains of his hair stuck to his forehead. Your breathing heavier than he is - "You must be cold? Yeah." His breath puffed in the mind-numbing air. "Excuse me." You were shortly forced into his arms for security. "I don't want to drop you." He explained. Yet you didn't find it necessary to be squished against his hard body.  

Count to 10-Wait, why?! I don't know anything to take your mind off his...rippling abs.. that I can feel through his shirt..and biceps the size of my skull, not to mention he hasn't put me down since he saved me-Ahem...

1.

You silently agreed and remained silent until "My name is Chu Buyeon, by the way." He chuckled at your shocked expression. "Wa?..Why that face? You're cute."

Your cheeks warmed at his compliment. 5!

"Chu Buyeeeeon! Chuuuuu Buyeonnnnn!" Worried voices erupted through the base set.

"Shit. Im screwed!" He whispered, finally putting you down for the first time. " Stay out of sight," Buyeon commanded, tying back his long black hair in a bun. " I will be right back and-"He's leaving me here-oh, my good god, His back muscles. 4! No, wait, I passed four, right?

"You're bleeding!" Your cute squeak made him grin.

"It's a scrape. I will be fine; I've been shot several times." He threw your worries over his shoulder. "As I said, Stay out of sight, Kitten."

10! 10! He's-I can't 

And like that, he disappeared into the camp to return several minutes later with a thick blanket.

"I was worried-!" You gasped, being off the ground once again. Do I even weigh anything?

Buyeon wrapped the blanket around your body before lifting you into his arms. "They saw me. Their right behind me. You got to hide." He exclaimed in short breaths.

You pulled the blanket to at least cover his arms. "What about you?"

"I'm fine. I've trained in worse temperatures." Buyeon stressed, tugging the blanket to cover any revealing skin on you. "You, on the other hand, is a different story entirely." He chuckled.

" Chu Buyeon! Your out past curfew. If you were smart, you would get your ass here, now! " The sergeant, out of all people to get busted by Buyeon, can't catch a break tonight. "Private!Chu! Buyeon! Have you gone berserk, Son?!" His heavy boots demolished the twigs and dirt as he stomped closer. "What's your malfunction !"

Buyeon dips his lips beside your ear. "Play dead." feeling your body instantly go limp, He stands, cradling your body. "An Unconscious civilian was found in the dead zone, Sir! "

"Where's your clothes?" The sergeant's voice changed to that of an anxious father. " It's four degrees out here..Give me her and put on actual clothes." You were snatched away to be tossed over the sergeant's shoulder.

...

Why haven't I woken up yet?

"Why were you out!?"

"I couldn't sleep, so I went for a jog, sir!"

"A jog, Huh? And coincidentally, you were there in the nick o f time..Why were you so close to the dead zone anyway? By Yourself, I may add!" The sergeant delivered a clean swipe upside Buyeon's head. "I only have one son!"

"Ais-" He soothed the sore spot. "She could have died if I didn't help her." Buyeon maneuvered around his father's fearful hands to seek refuge by your side.

He let out a sigh in response. "Just be more careful..at least carry your gun for fucksakes!" His father gazes at another problem, You. "You can wake up, missy. You're not fooling anyone. "

You immediately opened your eyes and sat up, bowing your head. "Im sorry for causing so much trouble."

"I'm happy you're alive to apologize. It's a pleasure meeting you, but round call is in -" He flashed his old wristwatch. "3 hours and 15 minutes...so we all should hit the hay." His father kissed your hand, something Buyeon cringed at. "You will sleep in my office-I will have everything set up."

He also added. "I hope you don't mind me saying, but you are gorgeous...I see why my son can't keep his hands to himself." He took note of Buyeon's arms that managed to snake their way around your body to keep near him.

He was busted for the second time tonight. Buyeon fought for his father to believe the only reason he was keeping you close was to share his body heat.

Despite, The blanket is already solving your cold issue.

Chu Buyeon🥰

[aph-japan]

“‘Come out, English soldier; come out here to us.’ For some little time we were cautious, and did not even answer. Officers, fearing treachery, ordered the men to be silent. But up and down our line one heard the men answering that Christmas greeting from the enemy. How could we resist wishing each other Merry Christmas, even though we might be at each other’s throats immediately afterwards? So we kept up a running conversation with the Germans, all the while our hands ready on our rifles. Blood and peace, enmity and fraternity - war’s most amazing paradox. The night wore on to dawn - a night made easier by songs from the German trenches, the pipings of piccolos and from our broad lines laughter and Christmas carols. Not a shot was fired." -Peace on the Western Front: Goodwill in No-man's Land - The Story of the World War I Christmas Truce {Smithsonian Magazine}

Hetalia ~ Episode 100 ~ Japanese Version + Germany & England

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During the first eight weeks of World War I, French and British troops stopped the German attack through Belgium into France outside Paris at the First Battle of the Marne in early September 1914. The Germans fell back to the Aisne valley, where they dug in. In the First Battle of the Aisne, the Franco–British attacks were repulsed and both sides began digging trenches to economise on manpower and use the surplus to outflank, to the north, their opponents. In the Race to the Sea, the two sides made reciprocal outflanking manoeuvres and after several weeks, during which the British forces were withdrawn from the Aisne and sent north to Flanders, both sides ran out of room. By November, armies had built continuous lines of trenches running from the North Sea to the Swiss frontier.

The Christmas truce (German: Weihnachtsfrieden; French: Trêve de Noël; Dutch: Kerstbestand) was a series of widespread unofficial ceasefires along the Western Front of the First World War around Christmas 1914. The truce occurred five months after hostilities had begun. Lulls occurred in the fighting as armies ran out of men and munitions and commanders reconsidered their strategies following the stalemate of the Race to the Sea and the indecisive result of the First Battle of Ypres. In the week leading up to 25 December, French, German and British soldiers crossed trenches to exchange seasonal greetings and talk. In some areas, men from both sides ventured into no man's land on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day to mingle and exchange food and souvenirs. There were joint burial ceremonies and prisoner swaps, while several meetings ended in carolling. Men played games of football with one another, creating one of the most memorable images of the truce. Hostilities continued in some sectors, while in others the sides settled on little more than arrangements to recover bodies. The following year, a few units arranged ceasefires but the truces were not nearly as widespread as in 1914; this was, in part, due to strongly worded orders from commanders, prohibiting truces. Soldiers were no longer amenable to truce by 1916; the war had become increasingly bitter after the human losses suffered during the battles of 1915.

The truces were not unique to the Christmas period and reflected a mood of "live and let live", where infantry close together would stop fighting and fraternise, engaging in conversation. In some sectors, there were occasional ceasefires to allow soldiers to go between the lines and recover wounded or dead comrades; in others, there was a tacit agreement not to shoot while men rested, exercised or worked in view of the enemy. The Christmas truces were particularly significant due to the number of men involved and the level of their participation—even in quiet sectors, dozens of men openly congregating in daylight was remarkable—and are often seen as a symbolic moment of peace and humanity amidst one of the most violent conflicts in human history.

-from Wikipedia's article; "Christmas truce"

"Having a gunfight on {a Holy night/timeframe} wouldn't be right." -Germany

Say what you will about "Hetalia", but this sequence was semi-based on real historical events - Real events that should be much more well known.

[louisupdates]

joshuahalling 2023 sort of feels like a wild blur. 2022 and the first @louist91 world tour was an absolute rollercoaster that grew so big and so fast for a lot of us that with the ‘Faith in the Future’ world tour following it up sharply in 2023, it just felt like an extension of the chaos and we only really fully stopped back to back tours just now leading up to this christmas!

In between all of that mayhem though, I was honoured and massively baffled to have been nominated for @iheartradio favourite photographer last year, just being nominated was amazing but to spend a few days in LA seeing old friends, creating new ones and attending the event at the Dolby Theatre made it really a once in a lifetime thing for a photographer from Cornwall who feels like he’s been winging it for 10 years now… so it’s very bloody surreal today to have been nominated for a 2nd year in a row! This is all with serious thanks to the legend @louist91, his team for trusting me on the visuals for these tours, our phenomenal road crew who make these shows so amazing to shoot and honestly the most passionate and supportive fanbase Louis has created around him who are the reason this whole thing is even a thing. A double bonus is that ‘All Of These Voices’ is also nominated for best film which I was fortunate to film some bits alongside @charlielightening so definitely a big celebration. anyway this is all a massive ramble, basically…

It’s a little different to last year, votes are now strictly on the iHearts website which i’ll have in stories/etc. and quite restrictive to certain areas of the world unfortunately but there are ways around that. Each person can vote once per day from today till March 25th!

And last but not least, just wanted to say i’m surrounded by some insane talent and peers I look up to in this realm so please make sure you check out all their work during this process! So thank you @iheartradio for creating this category once again.

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[offender42085]

Post 1206

Before and After......

Blaize Pedro Plaza, South Carolina inmate 393171, born 2002, incarceration intake February 2024 at age 21, scheduled for release December 2051

Murder

In February 2024, a court determined that. a man will spend the next three decades behind bars after pleading guilty to shooting a man and leaving him for dead along a roadside in Newberry County.

Blaize Pedro Plaza, 21, of Whitmire, pleaded guilty at the Laurens County Courthouse to a charge of murder. Circuit Judge Frank Addy Jr. then sentenced Plaza to 30 years in prison. Under South Carolina law, sentences for murder must be served day-for-day, with no possibility of parole or early release. Plaza’s trial was scheduled to go forward in the upcoming week.

Just a few days before Christmas in 2021, Plaza and his girlfriend were riding with the victim, 24-year-old Jamal Alston, in the early morning hours when an argument ensued. Alston pulled the vehicle over alongside Highway 66 in the Whitmire area of Newberry County to allow Plaza to use the restroom. At some point during that stop, Plaza shot Alston five times with a 9 mm pistol before fleeing the scene in Alston’s vehicle, leaving Alston gravely wounded on the side of the road.

A passing motorist spotted Alston and contacted authorities for help. About the same time, a vehicle fire was reported in Union County. The vehicle belonged to Alston. Investigators quickly developed Plaza as a suspect and within 24 hours they located and interviewed both Plaza and his girlfriend. Plaza confessed to the crime and his story was corroborated by his girlfriend.

4a

[haddonfieldwhore]

sparks fly - will borgen (2)

will borgen x fem!reader (part social media)

summary: you bring you favourite player a birthday gift at a kraken practice

warnings: this is pure delusion lol enjoy, fluff 🧸 please pretend the game on dec.20th was at home not in california

word count: 1.3k (this is part 2 )

❥ click here for part one

9:46am - you

you came back downstairs dressed and feeling refreshed after your shower, grabbing your phone off the counter getting your shoes on. you had a few errands to run, and if you wanted to be home in time to watch the game tonight, you wanted to get a move on.

since it was close to christmas, you hated how busy it was downtown, but you always loved how they decorated the trees, snapping a quick picture and posting it to your story. you admired the passing buildings from the backseat of the uber you were in, when your phone buzzed in your lap. your eyes almost fell out of your skull as you saw what the notification was. once again, you had to check a few times to convince yourself that it truly was the real will borgen messaging you, and you pinched yourself as you typed out each reply.

he didn’t reply as fast this time, and you tried not to look insane to your driver as you checked your phone every 10 seconds. finally, a reply came through, but it only left you more bewildered.

he had sent you a ticket to the game? you couldn’t fathom why, but you weren’t going to say no when your favourite player was saying he wanted you there; that he wanted to see you. the game wasn’t until later that evening, giving you plenty of time to both get ready, and overthink everything about the situation.

•

6:21pm - you

you still felt like this was all a dream, even as you arrived at the arena and got to your seat, in the lower 100s section near the net that the kraken would shoot on twice during the game. you felt bad, wondering how much the ticket had cost, but you were pretty sure the players got a few tickets for free, so you hoped that was the case.

the kraken won in the end, leaving you feeling even more on cloud 9 as you walked up to the concession area of the arena. you were getting ready to leave, when you felt your phone buzz in your pocket.

you felt like you were going crazy, wondering what made you so special to deserve all of this happening to you. nervousness grew in the pit of your stomach - you had never hung out with a professional hockey player before. what would you talk about? what if you made a fool of yourself? he must have sensed your hesitance somehow, because after a minute of you not replying, another message came through.

if someone had told you 24 hours ago that you would be texting with, never mind getting coffee with will borgen, you would have laughed in their face. but somehow, you wondered if he had also felt that little spark between the two of you at the iceplex, and that’s why this was all happening. it sounded a little too fantastical for you, but you would believe anything at this point.

you got to the starbucks, the restaurant part being mostly empty, just a few people in line for takeout. you sat at a table in the corner, waiting anxiously.

as promised, 20 minutes later, you saw will sneak past the two people still in line, and over to your table.

“hey, thanks for waiting,” he smiled shyly, and you smiled back at him. how could he be nervous right now? you wondered.

“no problem. you’re really you,” you laughed softly, and he chuckled.

“yea, did you think i wasn’t?”

“a tiny part of me did. the ticket kinda convinced me but this is …. a little insane.”

“in a good way?” he asked nervously.

“will, of course i mean in a good way. i just … why me?” you fiddled with your hands in your lap, picking at your fingernails.

“why not you?”

“i mean i’m just me and you’re.. you.”

“you realize that makes no sense right?” he laughed, and you couldn’t help but giggle. despite how nervous you were, you felt more and more comfortable in his presence.

“you know what i mean.”

“you know, matty actually had to convince me to work up the nerve to message you.” you looked up at him, surprised.

“really?” you asked in disbelief. “do the other guys know-“

“no just him. he doesn’t know we’re together right now but he convinced me to invite you to the game.”

“well thank him for me then,” you laughed. “should we get drinks?” will nodded, and the two of you went to the counter to order. will insisted on paying for the drinks despite your protests, and he asked if you wanted to walk around the arena.

“you’re not worried about people seeing you?”

“no, most people are gone anyway even if i did.” as he took a sip of his drink, you smiled, noticing a familiar string of blue beads around /,” you smiled, holding his wrist softly to admire it on him.

“yeah, this really pretty girl gave it to me for my birthday,” he said, sliding his hand into yours and licking your fingers together. you blushed slightly as you walked hand in hand around the arena, will showing you around and explaining different things about the game. it had only been about half an hour, but you felt like you had known eachother for years.

•

matty beniers was walking out of the arena, having stayed a little later than usual after the game. as he looked down the hall, he noticed you and will walking the other way, smiling to himself as he walked to his car.

“he actually did it,” he thought to himself, proud of his friend for taking his advice. he ran into yamamoto who was also just leaving.

“hey, borgy’s not with you?” he asked, and matty shook his head.

“he had a few things to do tonight,” matty lied, not wanting to be the one to tell the guys about will and his potential new girl.

“i guess we’re celebrating his birthday without him then,” kailer laughed, and patty pushed him gently towards the door.

“more cake for us.”

•

10:51pm - you

“so did you enjoy your birthday?” you asked, laughing as will swung your joined hands back and forth between you slightly.

“yes, but i think i might have enjoyed today more,” he smiled. “it is getting late though and i don’t want to keep you here forever. do you have a ride home?”

“yeah, it is. i can take an uber-“

“i could drive you if you want?” he offered, and you smiled.

“if it’s not a bother- thank you.”

after a short drive, will pulled up outside your apartment, and you felt sad to be saying goodbye. what if he didn’t want to see you again?

“i would invite you up, but i really wasn’t prepared to have guests so the place is a mess. and it’s pretty late so you probably want to get home and-“

“it’s okay,” he laughed at your rambling. “next time. we fly to anaheim for a few days but i’d like to see you when i get back- if you want to i mean,” it was his turn to ramble, the fact that he was also a little nervous made you feel more at ease somehow.

“yeah, i would really like that,” you smiled. “i’ll be cheering you guys on from home.”

“thanks,” he replied, but looked like he wanted to say something else. “…can i kiss you goodnight?” he asked, and your face got warm, but you nodded. he leaned in, pressing his lips to yours softly. the taste of coffee on his tongue was sweet, and you found yourself wanting to kiss him again as he pulled away, but you didn’t.

“i’ll text you tomorrow?” he offered, and you nodded, getting out of the car and wishing him goodnight. he waited in his car to make sure you got in the building safely, and you sighed happily, a huge smile on your face as you rose the elevator up to your floor.

you just hoped the next few days went by fast.

disclaimer: all screenshots, events, and/or interactions depicted in this are a work of fiction. i have no association with any parties mentioned

[louistomlinsoncouk]

joshuahalling 2023 sort of feels like a wild blur. 2022 and the first @louist91 world tour was an absolute rollercoaster that grew so big and so fast for a lot of us that with the ‘Faith in the Future’ world tour following it up sharply in 2023, it just felt like an extension of the chaos and we only really fully stopped back to back tours just now leading up to this christmas! In between all of that mayhem though, I was honoured and massively baffled to have been nominated for @iheartradio favourite photographer last year, just being nominated was amazing but to spend a few days in LA seeing old friends, creating new ones and attending the event at the Dolby Theatre made it really a once in a lifetime thing for a photographer from Cornwall who feels like he’s been winging it for 10 years now… so it’s very bloody surreal today to have been nominated for a 2nd year in a row! This is all with serious thanks to the legend @louist91, his team for trusting me on the visuals for these tours, our phenomenal road crew who make these shows so amazing to shoot and honestly the most passionate and supportive fanbase Louis has created around him who are the reason this whole thing is even a thing. A double bonus is that ‘All Of These Voices’ is also nominated for best film which I was fortunate to film some bits alongside @charlielightening so definitely a big celebration. anyway this is all a massive ramble, basically… It’s a little different to last year, votes are now strictly on the iHearts website which i’ll have in stories/etc. and quite restrictive to certain areas of the world unfortunately but there are ways around that. Each person can vote once per day from today till March 25th! And last but not least, just wanted to say i’m surrounded by some insane talent and peers I look up to in this realm so please make sure you check out all their work during this process! So thank you @iheartradio for creating this category once again.

[vigilxnte]

A Christmas Problem

Daryl x !Reader

It's Christmas time, and you've not long joined the group. Everyone but daryl seems to acknowledge you. but on a supply run, you understand why.

⚠️A Fluff tone of Fluff⚠️

1.5k words Approx.

Having fun making these, if you have any ideas for content shoot me a request. Thank you and enjoy my short story :)

It's finally Christmas. Yay. Except, there's no point in celebrating. No tree, no lights. There's no dinner, or presents or joy. Just death surrounding us at all times. I see it as a constant reminder of our past life, burdend with the curse of surviving. I was lucky to have found Rick and his group jusy before winter. Otherwise, I would have been totally screwed. Everyone in the group seems nice, but there's just one man I can't place an opinion on. Dixon. Every time I speak with him, he either ignores me or walks away. I don't know what I've done wrong or if I've said anything wrong. He just doesn't want me around. Luckily, today's the day he can't ignore me, as Rick partnered us up together for a supply run. I love them, let's me get out for just a bit rather than stood behind the walls of alexandria for the rest of my life.

Snow began to cover the town we called home as i made my way to the frount gate; waiting for daryls arrival. His bike and crossbow stand waiting, but he's no where to be found. I scan the area determining he isn't here. I stand in the freezing temperature waiting for him. About 30 minutes later, he stroles up with two scarfs, wrapping one around my neck and securing it. He gives me a nod and mounts his bike, placing the crossbow onto his back. Why is he giving me a scarf? I thought he didn't like me? Without another thought, I get into the pickup truck parked behind him. Daryl signals carl to open the gate. Once open, he drives off, and I follow right behind him. If you had told me 10 years ago I was scavenging for food, with the man who can barely even look at me, during an apocalypse, I would have called you crazy. But unfortunately, here I am, driving for hours looking for the first place we can find to scout. Fortunately for us, rick sent west where none of us travelled, so hopefully, we didn't have to go far. Hours pass until I see daryl turn towards a housing estate. I follow. We both pull into the quiet neighbourhood, no one to be seen anywhere. Not even walkers. Exiting my vehicle, I raise my gun and begin mapping the area. It was abandoned. I returned to daryl opening the house next door to me, kicking it with his foot he was in. The door burst its hinges and made a THUD hitting the floor. Still no noise came from walkers in the area. I look at dixon and give him a questioning look.

"Watch your back," he whispered at me. I returned him an agreeing nod. keeping my gun in one i reached for my knife with the other, holding them up in the event of a surprise attack. Checking every crevice of the house, we concluded nothing dangerous could hurt us here. I take my bag off my back to begin looting the cupboard. "Jackpot!" I shout, followed by daryl returning a gleeful smirk. Tins of everything, soup, beans, tuna. Who ever live here certainly was stocked up. With my bag now full, I return to the vehicle. I placed my gun in boot while beginning emptying my bag into the back of the pickup truck. Time goes by, and I notice dixon hadn't come back. I checked the watch on my wrist, indicating it had been a good 10 minutes since I saw him.

I panicked, rushing back to the house to find the kitchen destroyed. The table and chairs were broken, and blood splattered across the floors and walls. Fuck. "Dixon!" I called for him, no response. I heard banging from the back door. I slowly make my way to the back of the house, in hopes of finding my missing companion. Nothing but a walker on the other side of the door. My stomach dropped. Where had he gone? Returning to the back door, my path was blocked. 2 walkers had heard the banging of the door and had made their way into the house. Without a second thought, I rushed towards the first and got it straight in the eye. Unfortunately, my knife got stuck, I struggled to remove the knife, leaving me defenceless. I reach for my gun, but remember I left it in the back of the car. I scramble backwards in the kitchen, looking for a weapon. Oblivious, I trip and fall on the broken chair leg, hurting myself on the fall. The walker no close I panic and remove the peice of wood from my leg. As the walker fell towards me, I stabbed it into the back of his head. I breathe heavy, in relief, and in pain as I taken my jacket off to wrap up my deep wound. I had to hurry back to the vehicle so I could stich myself up. Except I couldn't work. "Fuck!" I shout in defeat. My only option was to crawl back to the vehicle. I get on my stomach, wincing in pain as my leg banged against the floor. Slowly howling body across the floor, I hear footstep running towards the house outside. It was daryl. His face dropped as he saw the mess I was in, I could see he felt guilty he left me alone. "Need a hand" he forced a smirk while offering me his hand to help me up off of the floor. I placed an arm around his neck for a support as he placed me in the living room. A large fire place was centred in the middle of the room with a log holder filled with logs. I felt relieved we had some form of shelter for tonight. Dixon returned back to the pickup to grab the stature kit. He returned with our blankets and some food, indicating we were stopping herd tonight.

Before I could grab the stature kit, he beat me to it. I'm already tending to my wound. He watched me as he placed my leg onto his to ensure he wasn't causing me any pain. Of course, I winced, but he was being gentle. He took out some ripped sheets and soaked it with the rubbing alcohol, cleaning around my wound. Once again, being as gentle as he could. I forced him a warm smile through the burning pain, but he quickly looked down when his face turned red. Was he blushing? Wait. Does this man have feelings for me? He took the needle to begin stiching my open wound. Time passes, and he finishes my leg up by bandaging it up. I looked him in the eyes and told him, "Thank you, dixon." Once again, he avoided eye contact. Before he could get up, I reached for his hand and pulled him back. He finally looked me in the eyes. I repeat again "thank you" to ensure I get a response. "Not a problem," he said in his deep, rasped voice. We exchange a smile before he leaves to prop the door back up. I saw him look back over my way a couple of times to ensure I was okay while I rested. I tried to avoid looking at him, but I couldn't help but smile, knowing this man actually cares for me. Darkness had now cast over the house as dixon started the fire. He lifted me off the couch and placed me into the blanket he had positioned by the fireplace. Before I could thank him again, he had already lay next to the fire opposite me. My eyes felt heavy as I began to fall asleep. The last thing I saw before my eyes closed was daryl watching me as I rested.

I woke up instantly, cold sweat and heavy breathing. I get nightmares, but this one was real. Too real. Daryl was awake and saw me in a panicked state. "You good Y/K," he said, showing concern. as he too sat up. "Yeah, sorry, I sometimes get nightmares like this." Before I could finish my sentence, he had already made his way over to me and placed his blanket beside me. He placed his arm over me as we lay down, pulling into him. I felt the warmth that exerted from his body into mind. I placed my head into his chest as I wrapped my arm around him. "You're going to be okay," he told me, planting a kiss onto my forehead. I look up at him and give him a loving smile, and he to returned one. "Merry christmas, Dixon." i smiled, "You too," and just like that, I fell asleep. Cuddled into the man who wouldn't speak to me.

[wastelandmoony]

Déjà Vécu: Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen : Pitch Perfect

Summary: Sports!

Characters: Remus Lupin/Reader, Sirius Black/Reader (no use of y/n), James Potter, Petter Pettigrew, Regulus Black, Marlene McKinnon, Mary MacDonald, Lily Evans

Warnings: Minors DNI, 18+ only!, angst, anxiety/overwhelming feelings, language, mentions of death and self harm, mentions of abuse, mentions of drinking.

A/N: Hiya friendz. Long story short, I accidentally deleted the document I was writing this on, including the already completed ending and full plot outline. 50k+ words in, and needless to say I was enraged. After taking a short break to grieve, I picked it back up and I'm very happy to be continuing.

I also think it's worth mentioning that I truly believe Sirius is a good person, but he's also a product of his environment. He's not perfect, he's not a proper gentleman. His family is extremely fucked and I believe that some of those mindsets/attitudes have seeped into his psyche, and he needs to do some deep unlearning to amend those. With that being said, please don't come for me for writing him to be a lil bit of a dick lol

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September 1st, 1974

“—I need you to sit still, otherwise I’m going to end up chopping your ear off!” 

Peter sat on the floor of the train compartment in-between her legs while she carefully poked the tip of her wand through his hair. Barty Crouch had launched a wad of Droobles gum out of the window as they were entering the passenger car, striking Pete directly on the side of his head and immediately bonding to his hair. Sirius had his wand poised at their compartment instantly, but upon seeing Regulus’ smirk he faltered, lowing his arm as she pulled him into the corridor. James had tried to charm the gum out, to no avail.  After 45 minutes of whinging, yanking, and a few singed locks of hair, she knew what had to be done. 

Gingerly, she ran her wand through the side of his head, muttering a severing charm against the fine blond strands. 

Once complete, she sat back and sighed, “Sorry Pete, it’s the best I could do.” 

She was able to save the majority of the affected area, but there was still a pretty visible chunk of hair missing. Peter reached up, groaning as he grazed his fingertips over the shorn spot.

“Relax mate, it’s just hair, it’ll grow back,” Sirius chided from the corner.

Peter stood up, shooting him a glare, “Speak for yourself, how’d you feel if you had to cut yours?”

Instantly, Sirius’ hand shot up to touch his dark locks, which he had yet to trim since last summer. The sight was comical, the expression of mild terror washing across his face at the thought. She stifled a laugh, smiling over at Remus who was slumped by the window reading. He had barely spoken to any of them since they met at the platform. She nudged him with her foot, raising an eyebrow as he looked up through his lashes.

You okay?

Just like Sirius and James, they could communicate with just a look, the result of spending almost every day together for years.

Remus shook his head slightly, eyes sinking down to meet the page again. He wasn’t going to open up with the others in earshot. 

She dug through her bag on the floor, emerging with the leather-bound sketchbook he had gifted her last year. Tapping him with the toe of her shoe once more, he reluctantly retrieved his own as she quietly scribbled a question mark onto the page, discretely tapping her wand so the other boys wouldn’t notice. Remus’ hastily scrawled response came quickly, causing her heart to drop into her stomach.

Mum’s worse. She won’t make it to Christmas.

———

September 10th, 1974

“Is he even chewing?” Marlene whispered in her ear as they both stared at James from across the breakfast table. 

He was visibly distracted, eyes constantly darting down towards the Gryffindor Team Captain at the end of the row while he mindlessly shoveled food into his mouth. 

“What’s wrong with him?” She looked over at Sirius beside him, calm and collected as he flipped through a Defense textbook. 

“Try-out list goes up today. He’s worried he’ll lose his spot on the team to someone new, wants to be the first to sign up…something about ‘showing determination’?” 

“Can they do that? Replace current members with new ones?” She was a little shocked by that notion, something that seemed rather unfair in her opinion, but then again she wasn’t really a sports-girl. 

“If they’re better qualified, yeah,” Sirius turned his focus back to the book on the table. 

“Aren’t you worried about your position too?” She took a bite of toast as he smirked.

“Not in the slightest, I’m the best Beater this team has had in years—“

Marlene cleared her throat.

Sirius rolled his eyes, “Relax, McKinnon. All I’m saying is they’d be stupid to replace me.”

“…and why’s that exactly?” 

“I put butts in seats.”

She looked at Marlene and the two burst into laughter, almost spraying pumpkin juice onto the table. 

Sirius face was blank when she caught her breath.

“So you’re saying, that they won’t replace you because you’re their star player?” She choked out.

He nodded, “It also helps that I’m the best looking one on the team.”

Another round of laughter from her and Marlene, this one drawing James’ attention.

“What’s so funny? He asked, watching as the two girls gasped for air. 

“Sirius thinks he’s the heartthrob of the century, said he’s not in danger of being replaced on the team because everyone comes to the matches to see him grace the skies!” She giggled back, Marlene held her sides as she cackled.

James nudged his friend, “None of us are safe mate. I heard rumors that little second year on reserves is stellar with a bat, the quiet one with the curls?”

Sirius scowled, “…the girl?”

“Oi!” She kicked him under the table, “What’s the problem with that?”

He shrugged, “Nothing, there’s just…not many good girl quidditch players. Flannery would be stupid to replace me with—“

“—a girl?” She interjected, eyebrow cocked.

Sirius held her gaze, eyes narrowing, “Anyone.”

The four of them sat in tense silence for a moment, James retreating back to his food. 

Ryan Flannery, the Gryffindor Captain, stood up a few meters down and turned to leave the hall, scarlet team jersey shining bright in a sea of black robes. 

She stood up silently, gathering her things without so much as a word. 

“Where’re you headed?” James looked up.

She tightened the bag strap over her shoulder, “Sign up sheet is being posted.”

“You can’t be serious!” Sirius whinged, mouthful of food, “You can’t even play on our team, what point are you trying to make?”

“I may not be able to take your position, but I can definitely help my house defeat yours, and humble you beyond belief,” shooting him one last glare, she spun on her heel and strode out of the hall. 

———

September 21st, 1974

Fourth year had not started out well for Sirius Black. Not only had one of his best friends ceased speaking to him, but Mary had finally had enough and broken off their relationship after he had forgotten her birthday in lieu of embarking on another prank with the boys. The cherry-on-top of the proverbial bad-luck sundae, was that Mary had begun to spend increasingly more time with his best friend and Marlene, the three of them attached at the hip for the majority of the day, much to Sirius’ misery. 

“You can’t just sit around all day moping,” James tossed a quaffle into the air, sprawled across his bed while Sirius buried himself in a book.

“I’m not moping,” he growled, “I’m studying.”

“We haven’t been back for even a full month yet!” James sat upright, the ball tumbling off the side of the four-poster. 

Sirius ignored his friend, trying to focus on the words written across the page that at the current moment were becoming impossible to read. 

“C’mon,” James appeared at the side of his bed, ripping the book from his hands and placing it on the side table, “take your problems out on a bludger.”

So he did.

Every ounce of emotion he felt was poured into quidditch. He thought of his mother’s sneer as he swung the bat at an oncoming assault; or of Mary, and the way her mouth curled when she called him immature during their breakup. He thought of Reggie passing by in the corridors, looking through him like he didn’t exist. 

Nothing compared to the thoughts of her though. The way her eyes erupted like wildfire the morning she argued with him over the breakfast table, her shoulders set tight as she strode confidently out of the hall. He thought of his first morning back from Christmas break the year prior, how he’d embarrassingly cried to her in the confines of the dormitory. He thought of the color of her hair, strands glowing in the crack of light from his bed curtains, asleep on his shoulder when he woke up hours after begging her to stay; he’d never noticed the faint freckles  on the tops of her cheeks before—

—crack! 

“Easy, Black!” James called, still hunched over from avoiding an overly aggressive hit. 

Sirius shook his head to focus, “Sorry mate, got carried away…”

———

October 12th, 1974

Marlene had been running her ragged ever since the morning she decided to try out for the Hufflepuff Quidditch Team. She had excitedly offered to train her up until the morning of, something that was originally welcomed. After the first week, her body was screaming for it to stop. She could already fly pretty well, it was learning the reflexes and technique of the position that was difficult. Every morning at dawn, Marlene would meet her at the pitch for training. She’d then drag herself to class, every muscle threatening revolt. 

The morning of try-outs had her nervous to the point of nausea. It didn’t help that Gryffindor was also holding their session at the same time at the opposite end of the pitch. Marlene and James met her at the edge of the locker room, eager smiles and confident hugs from both. She didn’t see Sirius until she was in the air, circling the posts to warm up. He was sitting atop his broom across the field, talking to James mid-air about something, hands gesticulating wildly. James caught her looking at shot her a thumbs up, Sirius turned his head to see and immediately set his mouth into a hard line. 

Fuck you, watch this, she thought angrily.

Falling into line with the others, she waited patiently for her name to be called, watching intently at the competition. The Hufflepuff Quidditch team was never great, only having won a handful of championships in their time, they were consistently lack-luster in the aggression department which always ultimately led to their downfall. Luckily for them, she had enough rage coursing through her veins due to Sirius’ casual misogyny to make up for the entire roster’s deficit. 

She’s not sure what happened once the whistle blew, the adrenaline rush caused her to blackout. The sound of the bat cracking against a violent force echoed, paired with the whipping of the passing air. Only fully returning to her body when both feet touched solid ground, she looked around to find a dozen wildly grinning Hufflepuffs, and a blonde Gryffindor beater racing across the pitch cheering. 

Marlene threw an arm around her shoulders, squeezing tightly like a proud mom, “You were brilliant! James stopped midway through a drill so we could watch!” 

She looked down the field towards the practicing Gryffindor team, James and Sirius wearing completely opposite expressions. While the former whooped and cheered, the latter was a statue, eyes wide and mouth agape. 

The Hufflepuff captain jogged over and pulled her attention away, clapping a firm hand on her back, “Right, so,” he chuckled, “this hasn’t happened in recent memory, usually we wait to try out all of the recruits, but I think I speak for the entire team when I say we would love to offer you the open beater position. I don’t think we’ve seen that type of maneuvering…well, ever.” 

She let out an exhausted laugh, smiling over at Marlene who was still draped over her shoulder, “Of course I accept, I’d be honored.” 

Marlene cheered, giving her one last squeeze before sprinting back to her own team. She watched as James leaned over to say something to Sirius, who still remained stoic. He quickly averted his gaze, which had been narrowed on her ever since. 

———

October 12th, 1974

Sirius had been nervous all morning, not because of his own team’s try outs, but because of hers. He knew she was excellent on a broom, but that didn’t do anything to stop the sinking feeling in his stomach every time he thought of her in the air. It was the same feeling that hit him years ago, as he watched her fall just out of reach. He’d never been able to shake it, as ridiculous as it sounded, and now she was going to throw bludgers into the mix? What was she trying to do, kill him?

They still hadn’t spoken since the morning of their fight in the Great Hall, so he kept his distance as James and Marlene wished her good luck just outside the locker room, opting instead to make a beeline for the rest of their team by the goalposts at the far end of the pitch. Mounting his broom, he tried to breathe and retreat into a calmer mindset. James met him in the air, immediately launching into an explanation of some new formation he wanted to try out. In order to not give away the fact that he currently wanted to jump out of his own skin, Sirius tried to match his best friends enthusiasm, adding some flourishes to his idea and pretending like it was the most important discussion in the world. Mid-way through a thought about Seeker training, James drifted off, shooting a thumbs up to the other side of the field. Sirius followed his eyes and saw her hovering near the opposite goalposts. She looked nervous, he could tell by the little furrow between her brows, she did it a lot while studying he’d noticed. The sinking feeling was returning, and he clenched his jaw to relieve some of the sensation, watching as she joined the rest of the yellow and black uniforms. 

Turning to James, he motioned towards their own teammates, “Let’s get started, yeah?”

He tried not to watch her, instead putting every ounce of focus into beating out the new Gryffindor hopefuls. During the 3rd chaser trial, James called a time-out.

Sirius flew over to his friend, slightly bewildered at the sudden stop-in-play, “What’s wrong?”

James shook his head and pointed across the pitch, “She’s up.”

His breathing hitched, and he paused for longer than a moment before spinning around and watching what he could only describe as the most graceful display of a violent position he’d ever seen. 

The bat was truly an extension of her arm, moving effortlessly through the air as she dove and weaved through the others. One back-handed hit almost had him gasping for air, the way she had turned without missing a beat and avoided an almost catastrophic blast from the incoming bludger. It was hypnotizing. 

As the Hufflepuff captain blew the whistle, she began to retreat back towards the ground, and soon Sirius saw Marlene rocketing across the field below to undoubtedly embrace their friend. Beside him, James was pumping his fist in the air, cheering loudly so she could hear. He couldn’t do anything but stare as she smiled at the team captain, saying something that caused Marlene to hug her again before making a return back to their side of the field. His clear inability to speak caught James’ attention, earning him a strong clap on the shoulder.

“You should think about closing your mouth mate,” James whispered in his ear, “people might think you love her or something.” 

[dailytomlinson]

joshuahalling: 2023 sort of feels like a wild blur. 2022 and the first @louist91 world tour was an absolute rollercoaster that grew so big and so fast for a lot of us that with the ‘Faith in the Future’ world tour following it up sharply in 2023, it just felt like an extension of the chaos and we only really fully stopped back to back tours just now leading up to this christmas! In between all of that mayhem though, I was honoured and massively baffled to have been nominated for @iheartradio favourite photographer last year, just being nominated was amazing but to spend a few days in LA seeing old friends, creating new ones and attending the event at the Dolby Theatre made it really a once in a lifetime thing for a photographer from Cornwall who feels like he’s been winging it for 10 years now… so it’s very bloody surreal today to have been nominated for a 2nd year in a row! This is all with serious thanks to the legend @louist91, his team for trusting me on the visuals for these tours, our phenomenal road crew who make these shows so amazing to shoot and honestly the most passionate and supportive fanbase Louis has created around him who are the reason this whole thing is even a thing. A double bonus is that ‘All Of These Voices’ is also nominated for best film which I was fortunate to film some bits alongside @charlielightening so definitely a big celebration. anyway this is all a massive ramble, basically… It’s a little different to last year, votes are now strictly on the iHearts website which i’ll have in stories/etc. and quite restrictive to certain areas of the world unfortunately but there are ways around that. Each person can vote once per day from today till March 25th! And last but not least, just wanted to say i’m surrounded by some insane talent and peers I look up to in this realm so please make sure you check out all their work during this process! So thank you @iheartradio for creating this category once again.

[consumeroflemoans]

Trick or Treat- HA! Joke's on you, I'm egging your blog, I'm throwing toilet paper at it

I'm spray painting your inbox

With Vilidia

This was brought up like ages ago, but let's overlook that because it fits with halloween

So, Vampire Vil x Nightmare Before Christmas Idia

I do have to disclose I haven't watched the event so I don't know what happens in it which in turn means there's not going to be anything specific to it here, mostly I just imagine him wearing the suit and call it a day

Vil lives mildly close to civilisation and comes out to find some food, occasionally also just for the fuck of it, just strolling through the village at night while people give the noble man that's lived here for longer than some people's parents distrustful looks as he shoots back a smile that looks less like a greeting and more like a promise that you'll lose a significant amount of blood soon

Realistically I would assume he would move every now and then or dissapear for stretches of time, just enough for no one to comfirm immortality, but still enough to be a bit suspicious

Or maybe it's just that not enough people end up talking to Vil for him to become more than a phantom of a supposed citizen, a resident of a house that he belongs to more than it belongs to him in the mind of the people, at least not enough people who would be able to tell anyone else after they have talked

So as fate and also me would have it in the search of said food, he hears whispers hush through the branches and at this time of night there's rarely a face to be seen that so willingly puts itself under the moonlight, in a secluded area at that, so he ventures out a bit, ventures out too far, an oversight like he would normally never let himself commit because Vil is knows better than to wander off into the forest shortly before dawn breaks, yet there he is, dreading sunrise like some kind of amateur

The treck back to his house is a dreadfully long one, one that he knows he won't make so his best chance is to search for some kind of shade now, he'd rather not stay in a cave but when the choices are between that and his own demise it's acceptable for the day, when you've gone through such lengths to preserve yourself for years upon years your efforts should not, cannot be wasted by refusing to get near dust

But worry not, his clothes are spared when he finds, in the middle of the forest behind some hills, perhaps about seven of them, a very small village just down a hill with a big manor placed right in the middle, were his eyes not as sharp and honed, he could almost have missed it with how dark and dreary it looks, not a light anywhere in sight

So he walks into it, through the streets, as much as the village looks empty there are sounds to be heard from the houses

He goes for the manor, it doesn't seem to house that many people and it's much easier to fade into the background in a building that big

He enters and it seems like he was right about it not housing many people, in fact it seems like it's housing absolutely no one at all, unfortunate for his hunger, but convenient in terms of not being discovered

He walks through the halls, through a ballroom, a dining room, a library, past paintings and curtains and into a bedroom, drawing everything close to block out the first rays of the sun he lays down to sleep

When he wakes there's someone standing at the foot of the bed, staring at him and looking oh so nervous

Before Vil can act and spring into action, said person speaks, and Idia meekly introduces himself to Vil and the story

Instead of biting him to death Vil does the same

What happens now is that Vil stays, he still hasn't managed to feed himself, the rough plan is "suck Idia dry", I'm incapable of writing those words with a straight face, since it seems he's living alone and doesn't leave the manor at all so he won't be all that missed

But from their first interaction on Vil has been set on doing this with finesse, he's not even quite sure where this desire came from, but it's there

He doesn't want to drag Idia by his hair until his teeth are at his neck and then have him bleed out in his mouth, realistically Idia can't do all that much against being eaten if he just decided to kill him right there, he's obviously not that strong, but Vil wants him to let him close, he wants Idia to let down his guard until Vil can just lean forward and puncture an artery like it's nothing, it feels like a job that calls for more subtlety even against every instinct screaming that he should eat right now before he starts to wither

There's something enjoyable about putting on a performance anyway, before becoming a full time leech he was an actor after all

I'd imagine these two are related anyway, one resulted from the other

Vil's desire to be beautiful or perfect being the catalyst of a search into magic, knowledge and power that leaked into the world during the ancient times, in the face of the, for him, dreadful process of aging, conquering death and the deterioration associated with it

He's not an actor right now because it was becoming a little suspicious, but in a century he's planning to get back on the stage

Which makes this a new level of odd because nothing Vil has come to fear more than that, a live dedicated to the preservation of his perfection makes anything perceived a failing quite a bit more horrifying and he's quite too old to play with his food

Somehow this does not stop him, everything is screaming at him to just eat now, but somehow he does not, this interaction is running on time for himAt first Vil would only randomly run into Idia, who seemed all to eager to leave whatever room he was in when Vil enters, but they end up doing some more talking, somehow Idia seems to literally dissapear off the face of the earth when he retires for the night which means Vil can't even sneak into a room or something, no matter where he searches Idia is simply gone when he looks

So forced by Vil's own refusal to do this without style, they get to know each other as Vil's desire for consumption grows so in the basest of descriptions their interactions look like this:

"While my brother still lived here, we used to play a lot of games, I beat him most of the time, wasn't very good at ephedrismos though."

"Hm, fascinating." (I Want To Drink Your Blood So Bad Right Now)

Idia shows him a few things around the manor, points out old worn down marble busts that he says depict his family members, shows him a very nice ornate box he keeps in the house because it's a family heirloom and talks to him about little gadgets and tools he made

Vil lies about still being a famous actor because Idia doesn't go out enough to know something like that and tells him about his passion and love for the craft

Which he still needs to stay alive to do again and it's getting a little close with that one

Vil also actually bothers to go outside a few times and search for someone else in order to not starve, but it's really weird because somehow he sees people walking outside through the window during the day when he manages to peek past the curtains, there's an odd array of clothing, some don't quite fit with what others are wearing, though it's hard to make out details, but whenever he breaks into any houses there's simply no one in them and any people he follows walk past a corner and they're gone

So while Idia and Vil get closer, the latter keeps getting hungrier and somehow the idea of killing Idia via edible blood loss gets more and less appealing at the same time

And by now Vil actually feels like he's starving, desperation, fear and hunger and one morning when Idia comes out to greet him in the morning he pins him down and bites him

There is no blood So, the village is dead, every person seen living there is a mirage, a reflection of someone who once was actually here, standing in the same places, wandering the same streets they did when they were alive

In a nod to the myth of Pandora and very slightly inspired by one of my favourite games, Professor Layton and the Diabolical Box which actually was translated to Pandora's Box in german, the family heirloom in Idia's house was essentially given to them with strict orders of it never ever being opened and when it was his turn he failed, it got opened, everyone around died and was cursed to remain projection forever stuck where they are, Idia eternally stuck the protector of a dead piece of land and a box already opened, also the event that caused magic to leak into the world

There were some attempts to rebuild in the past which is why the village doesn't look as ancient as it should, people went in and built new buildings, brought new clothes, tried again and failed again

I'd conclude it with Vil dying and Idia looking at him with profound sadness in his eyes

Sorry for being late with this, I was planning to send this in sooner, but I fell asleep 👍

Hope you have a good Halloween

-Leuchtturm

HI I LITERALLY TYPED OUT A WHOLE ESSAY IN RESPONSE TO THIS BUT TUMBLR DECIDED TO DELETE IT

This absolutely destroyed me I’m going insane

Ok ok I’ll try to summarize the points I made but I don’t remember them all

1. Is Vamp Vil anything like Twst Vil in the sense that he’s always had to play the villain? If so I bet he had a mental breakdown when he realized he’ll have to harm others for his own survival. Maybe he even starved himself at first until he accepted he had to eat

2. Absolutely cannot take ‘suck Idia dry’ and ‘pulling on his hair until he can sink his teeth into his neck’ seriously. Babygirl that is literally just foreplay

3. VIL YOU ICON. ‘Yeah I want to suck the life out of this man but I want to do it with style. I have STANDARDS’ I love that so much

4. Obsessed with the metaphorical implications of Vil getting hungrier the closer he grows to Idia but also more reluctant to act on that hunger. Man is literally starving to death but he cares about Idia too much to try anything

5. Obsessed with the lore for this place. It being a mix of the story of Pandora’s box and just the vibes of this place turning into a literal ghost town all because of Idia mmmgmgm yummy

6. ABSOLUTELY FOUL ENDING 10/10 I WANT TO CRY. I desperately want a happy ending for them but neither of them deserve that happy ending. Vil vanishes from existence and becomes a simple episode of companionship in Idia’s everlasting undeath. Perhaps in a different circumstance they could have become closer, but not in this universe. Also I think it would be really fun if Vil became one of those fleeting shadows of people, taunting Idia from afar in his death.

I am so unwell thank you so much

[servants-hall]

All Creatures Great and Small producer Yvonne Francas gives an inside track on the Christmas episode

All Creatures Great and Small is heading back to our screens for a Christmas special, which is due to be full of seasonal joy and high emotion.

"It’s a journey of love, kindness, and warmth," reveals the show’s producer Yvonne Francas, as What to Watch catches up with her for an exclusive chat to get a sneak preview of the upcoming episode, airing on Channel 5 on Thursday 21 December at 9 pm. It will air on PBS Masterpiece in the New Year after the fourth season.

Set at Yuletide 1940, it sees caring vet James (Nicholas Ralph) spending the festivities away from both Skeldale House and his heavily pregnant wife Helen (Rachel Shenton) as he is training with the RAF.

Here, Yvonne Francas spills the beans on the All Creatures Great and Small Christmas special…

All Creatures Great and Small’s Christmas episodes are always a delight. Is there a pressure to produce something that's heartwarming for the show’s fans? “Yes, we want to deliver something special. It took 12 to 14 days to film and a couple of months to prepare. It's a pressure but a lovely one to have, because I’ve not worked on another show that’s as loved by its audience.”

How would you sum up this episode? “It's about the absence of people, because James and Tristan [his fellow vet played by Callum Woodhouse] are away at war and everyone is missing them. But it’s also about community and family coming together. There’s romance and joy, and wonderful animal stories! We even have a fight over who’ll be Father Christmas – Siegfried [Samuel West] doesn’t want that position!"

How is James feeling about being apart from Helen for Christmas? “James would love to be with Helen, but he's having to accept what serving means, because the people he is with are in the same boat and desperate to get home but they're not allowed…”

And Helen is heavily pregnant now. What has it been like for Rachel to wear the prosthetic bumps? “We’ve used several prosthetic bumps for Helen in this series and Rachel had an advisor, who used to be a midwife. But Rachel’s amazing and completely gets it!”

We hear the RAF base has an avian mascot that James needs to treat. Is there anything you can reveal about that? “Yes, the men need their mascot to be fit, as it gives them confidence to do their job. We chose a bird, because it echoes the RAF wings. It’s beautiful and we sent Nick for training to familiarise himself with handling it.

“We also have our regular animals at Christmas like Jess and Dash [Skeldale House’s dogs], Tricki-Woo [Mrs Pumphrey’s beloved pooch] and Oscar the cat. Humbug, who plays Oscar, loves being cuddled! We have another dog too, who isn’t friendly, and Carmody [James Anthony-Rose] deals with that…”

What was it like filming the airbase scenes at the Yorkshire Air Museum at Elvington, near York? “It’s so authentic. We brought in a Nissen hut and located three planes that still exist that would have flown to train airmen at the time and they flew around for us. I sat in one and you do feel exposed to the elements.

“For the RAF costumes, we used a costumier and also sourced some through our military advisor Taff Gillingham. Nick enjoyed wearing his, it gave him a different demeanour. He looks the part. In one scene, he had to run in the uniform, overcoat and hat and he never complained, even though it was June!”

Was it tough keeping everybody cool when you were filming? “We had around 115 supporting artistes throughout the Christmas episode, with many in coats and scarves for the party. As it was summer, when we were outside, we had shaded areas and cold drinks and Melissa Gallant, the executive producer, brought ice lollies! Then, in the studio, fans were on and doors were open when we weren’t shooting.”

And what can you tell us about the Christmas community dinner that kindly housekeeper Mrs Hall (Anna Madeley) organises in The Drovers Arms? “The war affects what they can provide, although Mrs Hall finds an ally who puts their hands on more food and it’s a wonderful spread. Our art department researched what they’d have been able to get hold of and Bethany Heald, our home economist, created some amazing food.”

How hard has it been to recreate a wartime Christmas? “The art department did research online and in books and magazines. We have paper angels and crepe paper banners because people made their own decorations then and our production base is opposite a Christmas tree farm, so we chose lovely trees.

“There’s a big one in Darrowby’s square and the special effects people created fake snow, which they sieved onto the ground, and they used foam when it needed to come out of the sky, which was supplemented with online visual effects. With roaring fires and carols too, the episode does feel Christmassy!”

The Christmas special of All Creatures Great and Small airs on Thursday December 21 at 9pm on Channel 5 and it will also be available on My5. It will air on PBS Masterpiece early next year.

[brickcentral]

TIPS: Shooting Lego Sets Interiors: Christmas

Hi community! For the final week I'm going to give some tips onto how to shoot Christmas sets. I'm using this time the Gingerbread House (10267) and Santa's Visit (10293).

Christmas asks for warmth. It needs candles, and fireplaces, and sweets. So LED into candles and the chimney are key for these images. Small LEDs with a bit of haze from the face mister will give a soft glow around the lights.

It's also time for sharing and family, preparing for a big event. These are all ideas to use in the story you want to tell. You can even add silly details, like pigs in the house.

But just because these are Christmas themes does not mean you cannot use it for other scenes. There are places and corners that you can use to tell other stories, like the little girls room the day after Christmas building her new toy.

Because that corner does not have a full wall, I took some of the pieces from other parts of the house and add them in that area to fill in with the same tones as the rest of the house.

For the editing I have emphasized the warmth and the softness on both images, and I have increased the vibrance to add a colour pop.

In the little girl photograph I reduced the highlights of the LED and window light to not overpower the rest of the image. I have also used a healing tool to reduce the reflections on the little girl's face, which I couldn't avoid with the front window light.

And this is all! I hope you all learn useful tricks and tips for shooting some of the most popular Lego set types.

@taskera

[darkleysgarden]

Obey Me Day 22: Christmas/Winter Headcanons

Lucifer: I've already said this, but he loves eggnog. The entire jug is empty in one night. Everyone wonders what happened to it, none of them guilty. Lucifer is too embarrassed to admit that it was him. Everyone probably knows.

Mammon: He starts doing all these acts of kindness to please Santa in December. It's like in kids shows. I know I've watched it before. He thinks it reverses all his stealing, illegal gambling, etc. He does the most random acts of kindness too. He organizes the shoes by the door and shit. Like, no one needed you to do that.

Levi: Changed his entire gaming setup to be Christmas and winter themed. He gets all these lights and decorations. It looks super cool. It's very pretty when he turns out the lights.

Satan: Has all those Christmas poems memorized for whatever reason. Christmas Eve he just starts going, "All through the house, not a creature was stirring-" Everyone sits and listens to his entire story.

Asmo: Outfits to the max. He pulls out an entirely different closet for every season. While he doesn't like that he can't show as much skin, he's a big fan of his winter closet. Y'know how in movies when the guys have really annoying girlfriends and they always wear those gigantic earmuffs. Yeah, Asmo wears those. I still love him. He can be my annoying girlfriend.

Beel: Anxiously awaits the Christmas feast. He helps makes it too. He is so excited and hungry for it at the same time. Lucifer wants to ban him from the kitchen, but Beel insists. He gets so into cooking that he forgets his hunger, if only a little bit. The food comes out extra good when you have a foodie in the kitchen.

Belphie: Has an obnoxious amount of blankets and pillows on his bed. I saw a meme the other day that was talking about their sleep patterns. And they showed like 9 blankets on their bed. Everyone ignored the original purpose just to talk about the blankets. Then they said that they had like 4 more they sometimes used. Yeah, that's Belphie. He has like 15 blankets during winter.

Diavolo: Decorations. Dude, so many decorations. Walking through Devildom, or the castle especially, you will be amazed at how pretty everything looks. So many lights, candy canes, snowman, etc. He loves Christmas and wants to celebrate it to his full capacity.

Barbatos: The one who decorates. He's really fast about it, while also being really good at it. He enjoys it too. He thinks it's a challenge that spices things up. I imagine him being like Martha May from the live action Grinch movie. She has that gun that shoots out the lights. Her house looks amazing and everyone is stunned. Exactly.

Simeon: Loves the festivities on Christmas Eve. He gathers Luke, Solomon, and Raphael into the living area. He has them open one gift early, he then turns out the lights and cuddles them all close for warmth. Its super sweet and wholesome. They all look forward to it.

Luke: Makes super adorable hot cocoa bombs and gives them out. He makes a ton in different flavors, decorating them like snowman, Santa, reindeer, you name it. He then gifts everyone their own unique one that has their favorite flavors and toppings, along with whichever outside they'd enjoy most.

Solomon: Attempts to make the Christmas feast. He means well, he wants to have a nice feast with his family. Simeon and Luke let him make some random side dish. He gets a little sad that he can't make the whole meal, because he really wants to provide for them! But, he accepts because he enjoys the twos cooking so much. Raphael cleans out his side dish, making Solomon extremely happy.

Thirteen: Wears obnoxious Christmas sweaters the entirety of December. Everyone holds anticipation every single day, 'What's it gonna be today?' She never even repeats. It's insane. Where did she get all these sweaters. Also, side note, I randomly envisioned her sitting in her cave eating glass. Sorry, her and the Grinch both live in caves. It came to me.

Raphael: Starts clinging onto people, specifically Simeon, more. He doesn't really do much physical touch. But, he loves it. Whenever it's cold, he holds onto Simeon, leeching from his warmth. Simeon laughs, pats his head, and then cuddles him close. Poor Raph is touch-starved.

Mephisto: Get definitely skis. I know literally nothing about skiing, but he would. He has one of those mountain cabins rented out, he and his brother visit there every year. Then they just ski.

[prismabird]

*Collapses* I did it. They’re home.

For those of you who are on Reddit, a Mythical Beast in the Austin area put out a message that the Mythicon Rhett and Link cowboy wooden cutouts were in the back of their warehouse, about to be cut up and thrown out, and would anyone like to rescue them? I live 45 minutes away, so I posted ‘sure, of course! How much fun would it be to get them, decorate them for Christmas, prop them up in my lawn, and confuse all my neighbors? I could shoot a Wheel of Mythicality video! I’ll put them in front of the mall, by the world’s biggest cowboy boots! I’ll leave them on top of the HEB!’

I was half kidding, half serious, 100% high. I don’t even own a truck.

The next day, they message me the address and let me know that the guy working in the warehouse knows to expect me on Monday. Uh oh. I think I’m locked in. What am I going to do? Rent a truck?

Rent a truck, apparently.

Monday morning, I call my friend Liz and ask if she wants to come with me. I’m not so sure about this because you see, I had never DRIVEN a truck before. I’m a bit of a nervous type, and… to say I’m prone to distractions would be an understatement. I’m walking ADHD with a face. I can barely focus on typing up this story because my cat is sitting two feet from me, licking his ass. If I’m going to do something new, especially something physical, I’m usually better alone because even WALKING and talking will cause me to trip over my own feet. This could end in disaster.

But she wants to come, and we head to the Home Depot. I pay, we get the keys, buy a bungie cord, and head out. First obstacle: it is raining, and foggy as hell. Second obstacle: I can’t figure out how to get the door to the truck open. It’s just – I’m turning the key, the little door lock nub pops down, but the door wont open. By this point, Liz is laughing her ass off at me, but takes pity on me and opens the door. Turns out, it was already unlocked. This is going great.

I’m in the driver’s seat. This thing feels HUGE, and I’ve never driven anything bigger than my Mazda CX5. When I back up, it beeps. It FUCKING BEEPS. I am out of my depth. It takes me 5 minutes to get out of the parking lot. I was shaking, refusing to get on the highway for the first 10 minutes. But sure enough, I get a little more confident and finally get the monstrosity out on I-35.

Eventually we make it to the warehouse, and I find a very nice man welding back there. Sure enough, he knew I was coming. “Just back the truck up the loading ramp,” he says.

JUST. BACK. THE. TRUCK. UP. THE. LOADING. RAMP.

I am barely comfortable driving this thing forward on a road. Immediately, thoughts of us tipping over the side of the concrete ramp fill my mind. But we’re too far in. It has to be done.

All the while, Liz is trying to direct me, not from outside the truck like I want, but from the passenger seat. She’s not even looking backward, like she has the fucking Force or something. I’m trying to do it my own way. She keeps yelling directions at me. I start to lose it. “STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP YELLING AT ME! I’M TRYING TO DO THIS BLIND!”

“You’re not blind, I’m guiding you.”

“IF A PERSON IS GUIDING A BLIND PERSON, THEY’RE STILL DOING IT BLIND!”

“No they’re not, they’re -”

“Shush! This is the stupidest thing I have ever done in my life!”

We do not tip over the edge of the ramp, and the nice man loads the cutouts for us. We pull off the ramp and get out to strap them down. This takes twenty minutes (mostly Liz did it, for which I am extremely grateful), and I make a new discovery – these things are SOLID. Like heavy as hell. I don’t know how that man loaded them himself, but I was impressed.

Something about the truck – its shocks suck. So every bump and dip on I-35, Rhett and Link are bouncing and SLAMMING together. Multiple jokes about Rhett and Link banging in the back of the truck ensue, but rest assured, I am terrified. I’m picturing the headlines: “Giant Wooden YouTube Cowboys Kill Family of Four on I-35.”

Finally, we get them to my house. Link is easy enough for the two of us to unload. Rhett is ... more of a challenge. It’s at this point that it occurs to me that my plan of shooting a Wheel of Mythicality video are going to hinge on whether or not I’ll ever get these guys to stay upright in my lawn. This is yet to be seen.

So thanks to my extremely capable friend, and marijuana, there are now two 10-foot tall, 100-pound wooden cutouts just chilling in my garage. I can’t say I regret it. I have the most unique Mythical merch ever. I have no fucking clue what I’ll ever do if I move, which is great because I’m planning to move in a year. Still…no regrets (mild regrets).

[kmsml]

[Cover] My Third Chapter, Actor Park Seoham

Recently, together with fellow actors Shin Eunsoo and Yang Byungyeol, who are from the same agency, went on a trip to Australia. The reason behind your trip together was.

= Among the contents on the agency's YouTube channel, there is a program called <Nemo Travel>. It was part of that, and it was a time where actors and staff could share many stories and get closer. It was my first time in Australia, and I was surprised by how vast it was compared to what I had expected. The emerald sea stretched endlessly, it was truly a beautiful place.

You often post landscape photos, it seems you enjoy seeing natural scenery.

= I do. (Laughs) I like just seeing landscapes without any subjects framed in the shot.

I saw on social media that you watched "Home Alone" on the plane to Australia. Do you have a special affection for this movie?

= Watching "Home Alone" brings warmth to my heart because of its unique Christmas atmosphere. I'm trying to watch more dramas and movies than before. Recently, I rewatched "My Sassy Girl," and senior actor Ryu Seungsoo appeared with such a youthful look. Being able to consistently record the changes is truly a blessing of being an actor.

Singer's Dream, Actor's Dream

After interviewing with in 2022, two years have passed. What changes have you noticed?

= Many things have changed. First of all, I now have an agency, so I feel a sense of stability in various ways, and I'm grateful for the current situation. Of course, going to the set without a company while filming "Semantic Error" was a big life lesson for me. When will I ever again have to prepare costumes and organize the daily shooting schedule all by myself? And two years ago, during the interview, I was worried about turning thirty. It felt like my world was going to collapse, but now I don't have such worries anymore. Instead of being hung up on age, I've grown a desire to do better in the future.

After receiving a lot of attention for "Semantic Error," you immediately experienced a hiatus. Were you disappointed or anxious?

= I'm human too, so if I said I wasn't disappointed or anxious, it would be a lie. When "Semantic Error" was released, it was the first time I experienced such great interest and love during my career. It was disappointing and saddening to have a hiatus before fully realizing it. However, I suddenly thought that perhaps it was a chance given from above to take more time for reassessment. There were still many areas where I lacked, so even if I had been lucky enough to immediately enter another project at that time, I don't think I would have done well. Instead, I'm grateful for having the time to reflect on myself while catching my breath. Just having regrets won't accomplish anything. I'll continue to do what I can with gratitude for the love I receive.

This year marks 8th year since debut. Despite spending a long time on stage and meeting many people, you were actually a quiet student during your school days.

= Back then, I was even more timid, so I really went to school quietly. My mother used to say, "You didn't go through adolescence," because I was so quiet. I jokingly said to fans during a live broadcast on social media, "I would feel so unjust if people said I was a delinquent because I was such a good student." But then, when fans posted my graduation photo, they said, "No one thinks like that." (Laughs) I was a student who didn't even know how to dress up to that extent.

How did a quiet student who wasn't interested in being stylish end up dreaming of becoming a singer?

= Among my close friends, there was someone who wanted to become a singer. I accompanied them to a public audition, and there I received an audition offer myself and began my journey as an idol trainee. Living with trainee friends and practicing dance and singing became enjoyable, just like going on a school trip. As I received monthly evaluations, I developed a desire to improve gradually. It was during my senior year of high school, when I started my trainee life, that I first began to have a dream. Before that, I didn't have any aspirations for the future. I couldn't give up on a dream that arose after nearly 20 years, so even though my debut was postponed, I persevered and eventually stood on stage.

You have been balancing acting alongside your idol career since your idol days. Did you start thinking about acting around the same time you wanted to act?

= At first, I didn't have that thought. Being recognized as an idol was my priority. Whenever I was a trainee, I always heard, "You're more like a model than an idol." I thought to myself, "Where does that even come from?" Out of frustration, I didn't even consider other paths. So when the opportunity came to audition for the drama <20th Century Boy and Girl>, I approached it comfortably without feeling burdened, and the production team seemed to appreciate that aspect of me.

The drama <20th Century Boy and Girl> is your debut work as an actor. It must have been a completely different feeling to stand alone in front of the camera as an actor, having previously only been involved in group activities.

= I had to handle everything on my own and take full responsibility for it. I was afraid because I had nowhere to rely on. That's when I realized that acting was a difficult task.

In "20th Century Boy and Girl," you made a brief appearance as the child Anthony (played by Lee Sangwoo), whereas in the web drama "Just One Bite" Season 2, you took on the main role of Joo Wookyung and delved into acting more earnestly.

= It was the first time I had spoken so many lines. The actor who played Joo Wookyung in Season 1 had to leave due to personal reasons, and I stepped into that role. Considering that viewers might already find me unfamiliar, I felt a pressure to ensure that I wouldn't become a burden to the production. I didn't even receive proper acting lessons and practiced alone, so I didn't know what I was doing wrong. However, after completing that project somehow, I gained more ambition and courage to do better.

Afterward, you appeared consecutively in the web dramas "Dating Class" and "One Fine Week." They are all romantic comedies, and the characters you played are generally upright and straightforward men. What do you think was the reason for continuously receiving such roles?

= It might be because my actual personality is similar to those characters. Both Wookyung from "Just One Bite" Season 2 and Yoonsoo from "Dating Class" generally have gentle personalities. Although my personality itself isn't exactly FM style, I often hear that I have an outwardly polite appearance, so perhaps they found a commonality in that aspect. While our personalities may be similar, acting was still challenging. For example, Yoonsoo is a character who is like a robot, and it was difficult to match the stiffness of his speech. So, I did a lot of research on character speech patterns by watching videos of other actors or people. I particularly enjoyed playing Eden in "One Fine Week" because although he appeared polite on the outside, his inner self was completely different. It was fun to express a personality that was different from mine.

Director Kim Soojung of "Semantic Error" once said about actor Park Seoham, "He is diligent enough to be the first to arrive on set, and his skill improvement is evident because of his good adaptability." I thought this diligence might have been cultivated through years of idol life.

= That's right. Especially since KNK wasn't a very active group, each schedule was highly valued. On the set of "Semantic Error," all the staff members, including the director, were senior to me. So even before filming began, I would ask for advice and express my willingness to learn. Director Kim Soojung, in particular, gave me a lot of advice on things to consider before shooting and methods for acting practice. To hear such stories, I had to be on set early.

As an actor, what are your strengths?

= It's still a stage of exploration, and I want to find it. Just two years ago, the word "actor" felt too heavy. But now, I confidently call myself an actor. I want to become a person who lives up to the weight of that title. I am as strong as my perseverance. I endured the tough trainee days and KNK activities with that strength. I will continue to carry with me perseverance and a diligent attitude.

Some actors who started their careers as singers have returned to music by releasing albums or engaging in music activities alongside acting. Do you have a desire to pursue both acting and music simultaneously?

= I'm not sure. Right now, I don't feel confident enough to go back to music broadcasts. (Laughs)

While looking forward to another stroke of luck,

Was the photo essay "March For You" published at the suggestion of the publishing company?

= I see. At first, I hesitated. Isn't publishing a book something anyone can do? But if it's a book that fans would enjoy, I felt confident. Initially, I considered only a photo book, but I wanted to put more effort into it and ended up writing longer passages. It took quite some time, but I'm satisfied with the outcome for my first book. I believe fans will also enjoy it.

Did you come up with the title yourself?

= The original title was 'Crazily Survived Days.' (Laughs) Personally, I really like the number 3. Since I mainly covered my daily life in the book, the photos and content weren't flashy or provocative. So, I came up with the title 'Crazily Survived Days,' meaning 'I've calmly dealt with my days like blanching vegetables.' Ultimately, the title 'March For You' was chosen.

There are many landscape photos in the book as well. If you had to pick your favorite among them?

= They are cherry blossom photos. They bloom and wither quickly, but I like the way they look when they're in full bloom. There were several of them included repeatedly, and I didn't want to leave any out, so I ended up including them all.

You held a fan meeting not long ago and mentioned wanting to try playing a "bad role." The range of what constitutes a "bad role" is quite broad. I'm curious about what specifically you'd like to try.

= I haven't thought about specific genres or characters, but I do want to try playing a multidimensional villain. I recently watched a drama called "It's Your Turn" where a character initially seemed kind but turned out to be the culprit. That setup was shocking to me. I would like to try portraying such a multidimensional villain.

Your previous answer about being interested in romantic comedy is still valid?

= Absolutely! I'm very interested! I've done a lot of romantic comedies in the past and have always enjoyed filming them, so I'd love to challenge myself with more. The same goes for classic melodramas too.

Do you also have a desire to work in movies?

= Of course, I do. However, I don't want to express a vague desire like "I want to try movies" in this context. I still feel that I have a lot to improve, so I'm diligently preparing and steadily building up my skills. When a good opportunity comes along, I won't hesitate to pour my heart into it.

Do you have any upcoming projects in preparation?

= I'm scheduled to start filming soon. I'll be spending most of the week taking action and horseback riding lessons. I really want to emphasize that this is a huge spoiler. (Laughs) I've never really fought anyone in my life, so action is a bit of a challenge… But I've been praised for my talent in horseback riding lessons. It's been almost two years since I've seen in a project, so I'm doing my best to learn and make fans proud.

I've been incredibly busy since the beginning of the year. If I were to share my plans for the remaining year…

= Once the filming for the next project starts, the rest of the year will probably pass by quickly. Finishing this year like that makes me feel like I can welcome next year with real excitement. Personally, I like the number 3, and I'll be turning 33 next year. (Laughs) On the day of my 8th debut anniversary, I looked through old photos, and it felt strange. So much has changed. Looking back at past hardships, I now think, 'Yeah, those things happened,' 'What was so difficult about that?' Life seems to have cycles of luck and misfortune. Now, whenever I'm going through a tough time, I wait for the happiness that will come to me. I used to be afraid of the future, but these days, I'm curious about my future.

Park Seoham's Four Seasons

Spring - Busker Busker's "Cherry Blossom Ending" , TWS "Plot Twist"

When I was a trainee, an album containing was released. At that time, I went to the Han River with other trainees and listened to the album from track 1 to the end together. Whenever I listen to , it feels like I can smell spring and remember that day at the Han River. So, it's a song I always seek out when spring comes. These days, I also listen to TWS's "Plot Twist" frequently. They're so adorable that it makes me want to have a son like them!

Summer - Drama "My Name is Kim Sam Soon"

It was a drama my mother really enjoyed. We used to sit together and watch TV, but at that time, I don't think I fully understood the emotions of the characters. As time passed and I watched it again, I understood why my mother found it so entertaining. At that time, even though Sam Soon was only in her thirties, she seemed stressed because of her age. Now that I'm in my thirties, those concerns resonate with me differently. This year, I turned thirty-two, and Sam Soon, who is just in her thirties, seems too young. When I reach my forties, I'll probably look back and think that my thirty-two-year-old self seemed quite young too, right? With these thoughts in mind, I appreciate the drama each year with a different perspective.

Autumn - Yoon Do-hyun's "I Guess I Loved You" Deli spice's "Chow Chow"

In autumn, it's always about ballads. Yoon Do-hyun's "I Guess I Loved You" and Deli spice's "Chow Chow" are my go-to songs when the weather gets chilly and autumn sets in. As soon as I feel that autumn vibe, I immediately add them to my playlist and put them on repeat.

Winter - Drama "My Liberation Notes"

I've rewatched it about 6 times so far. Even when I traveled to Australia, I watched it again on the plane. It's a work that deeply resonates with me, and it comes to mind when the weather gets cold. The atmosphere and story portrayed in the video are simple and not overly stimulating, allowing me to watch it comfortably. There are heart-wrenching moments in every episode that keep me coming back for more.

Source: [커버] 나의 세번째 챕터, 배우 박서함 (cine21.com)

[alicenowonderland]

DAYTIME SHOOTING STAR ☆彡

MOVIE REVIEW !!

This may contain SPOILERS so BEWARE if you are going to watch the movie and if you don't like spoilers. ( ˶•̀ ᎑ - ˶ )

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The story introduces us to Suzume Yosano who got lost in Tokyo after arriving there in search for her Uncle's house. She lives in the rural mountainous area of Japan (I'm sorry IDK where is it ㅠ﹏ㅠ) but her Father got a promotion at job where he needs to go to Bangladesh and her Mother will go with him so Suzume will stay with her Uncle Yukichi. But as she search for her Uncle's house she collapse in a park due to exhaustion. She woke up in Uncle Yukichi's house after she was saved by Satsuki Shishio. A junior in class of Uncle Yukichi and later revealed to be Suzume's Homeroom Teacher. She was seated beside Daiki Mamura, he is considered as the most handsome student in their school and called Sadistic Prince because of his cold features and treatment especially towards female classmates and schoolmates.

At first Mamura is hostile towards Suzume but Suzume asked Mamura to be friends with her. Upon knowing that Mamura has a condition called gynophobe, it is a kind of social phobia where he has a fear of women/girls. Eventually Suzume and Mamura became friends since Suzume keeps Mamura's secret. A female classmate named Yuyuka Nekota has a big crush on Mamura and noticed that Suzume is getting close with Mamura. In order for her to gain Mamura's attention she befriends Suzume and on the day of their camp she tricked Suzume to go into the woods where Mamura followed her. It is where Mamura revealed to Suzume that he hated women since his Mother left them, his Father, him and his younger brother. It became an emotional trauma for Mamura that develops his gynophobia. Later on, Suzume catch a fever due to the cold weather and they were lost in the woods. Luckily, Shishio found them and bring them back to the camp.

When Suzume wakes up she saw Shishio taking care of her in the clinic and even closes the light revealing a box full of fireflies. AHHCCKK !! Personally it is my favorite scene and who wouldn't fall for that act? Like, you get a box of fireflies for me just because I am sick ?! E-F-F-O-R-T!!! ♡_♡

Then back at school, Suzume confronted Yuyuka and they had physical fight where Yuyuka spilled that she likes Mamura that is why she tricked Suzume. Mamura and his friends saw Yuyuka and Suzume's physical fight but Suzume defended Yuyuka by just saying they are practicing wrestling. HAHAHA! Then Suzume said to Yuyuka that she might be a bad person but she does not hate Yuyuka. Awww! The innocence! ( ,,◕ ̫ ◕,, )

Suzume and Yuyuka became friends for real and Yuyuka helped Suzume to develop her physical appearance. Mamura fell harder for Suzume seeing her physical appearance change. Shishio also catch feelings for Suzume when he saw her. I don't know if her really likes Suzume from the start, he gives her a nickname too calling her Chun-chun. But I guess Shishio likes Suzume even from the start. Maybe at first he is just looking out for her since she is his friend's niece but later on catch feelings for her.

Suzume also likes Shishio and tried to confess to him on Christmas Day which is also Suzume's birthday. Shishio turned down Suzume's invitation to their party and got sad. Mamura then shows up and brought Suzume to a Christmas themed park where she is overjoyed by the big Christmas tree. Who wouldn't be overjoyed by it when a handsome classmate of yours invited you to a date in your birthday and Christmas day! AHHHCCKK! It is where I got confused who should I choose. HAHAHA!!!

Suzume scared of what Yuyuka's reaction will be especially when Mamura kissed her on cheeks. She left and went home. Shishio came and promised Suzume that they will go to the Aquarium (Ocean Park) the next day and almost kissed each other. AHHHHCKKKK!

Personally I like older guys maybe that is why I like Shishio better than Mamura even if he is the green flag.

While going home, Uncle Yukichi saw them together and hinted that there is something between the two. The scene was not really shown but Uncle Yukichi called Shishio to talked and maybe he asked Shishio to leave Suzume alone since she is his student and a HIGH SCHOOL GIRL. She is a minor and he is not. It will be bad for the both of them even if they feel is real love. In the manga she is only 16 years old. It would be a real crime in the real world, you know.

The next day after Shishio dismissed the class, Suzume confessed to him but he turned her down saying he does not feel the same. AHHHHCKKKK HEARTBREAK ! ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚ Mamura also confessed to her where Yuyuka saw it. She went after Yuyuka who got mad at her feeling played. It is where she said the lines that why did she fell in love if everything will be that sad and hurting. AHHHCKK !! I felt it. I was like that on my younger years but realized that love and pain is inseparable. Someone will got hurt and someone will win. That's just love is.

Suzume went back to her hometown during Winter break (am I right?) with her Mother visiting her. The classes starts and Suzume stayed with her Mom. Yuyuka and Mamura suprisingly visits Suzume after getting worried about her. There, Yuyuka and Suzume got confrontation and their bond became stronger. Mamura also admitted that he still likes her but she is still in the process of healing.

A new school year starts and they are now in the last year of their high school. Mimura got more famous, Yuyuka still has a crush on Mamura but accepts the fact that he will not feel the same. Suzume sees Shishio less and less because they now have a different Homeroom Teacher.

One day Suzume is feeding the fishes in the school's lobby when Shishio approached her. Mamura seeing how awkward and hurting it is for Suzume rescues Suzume by telling Shishio that they are dating. Mimura told Suzume that it is just for act since he still hates being around with girls, but deep inside he secretly likes the fake dating with Suzume since he likes her. But because he is the greenest flag in this story he cannot keep Suzume for himself, he cannot be selfish to the person he likes.

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He invited Suzume into the Aquarium (Ocean Park) where Suzume and Shishio will have a date. Mamura did it as a thank you to Suzume. Suzume realizing how good Mamura is, gives them a chance.

SO HERE IS THE BIGGEST PLOT TWIST!

Suzume and Shishio had a confrontation and confession in a hospital after Suzume thought Shishio got into an accident (Thanks to Uncle!). Shishio bravely confessed his feelings for Suzume even if he knows the consequences of it for the two of them. But Suzume UNEXPECTEDLY rejected Shishio, realizing she fell in love with Mamura. AAAAHHHHCCCKK!!! ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ But Suzume admitted that it is real and cannot be forgotten that Shishio will always be her first love. Suzume went back to Mamura admitting how she felt for him and they kissed. AAAAAHHHHHCKKK!!!

Soooo, it is a very nice movie actually. I liked it. It played my mind cause of it has an element called

✨ SECOND LEAD SYNDROME ✨

But also I did not expect that Suzume will choose Mamura which is also the best choice. I am glad that she did. My heart and mind was played by this movie ahhh!!! But I am satisfied with the story and everything.

I though Mamura was the ✨SECOND LEAD SYNDROME✨ until the end of the movie I realized that the real ✨SECOND LEAD SYNDROME✨ is Yuyuka.

It is still evident until the end that she likes Mamura but accepts the fact even if she is hurting. She also became real and genuine friends with Suzume. She is the pretty classmate whom we thought will be the villainess of the story it turned out that I loved her and I wish he all the luck in love. She deserves someone who will love her as she loves because she is just so sweet and thoughtful and honest. Until the end, she listens to Mamura even if she knows she will be hurt by it. She did not hope for him to like her. She did not got envious of Suzume and let her feelings go in peace. WAAAAAAH! A true woman! A matured one!

So let's talk about Shishio. We can say he is kind of RED FLAG 🚩 for competing with his student (Mamura) and falling in love with his student. Let us admit it, Suzume is a HIGH SCHOOL GIRL, a 15/16 years old girl according to Manga and he is probably like 25 years old above. Suzume basically is a MINOR. Whether they feel for each other is real love, it is not acceptable that he will start a relationship with his student. That is why I am glad that Suzume somehow chooses Mamura.

But if we analyze the situation, Suzume is in the age where she explores her world and in her age it is natural for her to fall in love and have crushes. Shishio is the first guy who became Suzume's friend since Mamura is aloof at her at first that is why she cannot see him in a romantic light. Shishio maybe really loves Suzume but in the first it is more like he takes care of her just because he is his friend's niece and he is their Homeroom Teacher. Until, well, his feelings developed. *suddenly remembers MY TEACHER (Japanese Film too)*

Since Shishio is always there for Suzume and they are always togehther since he is always in her Uncle's shop, Suzume fell for him. AND WHO WOULDN'T FELL FOR THAT FIREFLIES TRICK?! AHHHCKKK even I would fall for my teacher if he did that and he is good looking too just like Shishio. Hihi! (≧▽≦) So basically Shishio is the only option for Suzume at that time since her guy friends back at hometown feels like brothers to her. It is where she felt the attraction towards the opposite gender with Shishio.

AND WHO WOULDN'T FALL FOR HIM? Just look at him. ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

Over-all the movie is nice. I recommend it to young adults, not to teenagers cause they might fall for their teachers TT____TT it's a different kind of offense when your teacher fell for you at a minor age. It is a serious crime in some countries like here in the Philippines. So I recomment this to young adults (18+) so we can all feel hopeless that why did this not happened to us in our high school days. WAHAHAHAHA! Just kidding! It played my mind and my heart so good that sometimes I do not know who to choose. ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

This is a really nice film and the actress who played Suzume, Mei Nagano, has a resemblance to Moon Ga Young! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

And I just recently knew that Alan Shirahama who played Mamura is a half-pinoy. Ahhhh! That's why I felt some connections between us. HAHAHAHAHA! Delulu momints 🇵🇭

What are your thoughts and comments about the movie? Would you like to watch it too? Or just a hard pass?