#They're so interesting~!! They make me wanna watch the series again

[faithlia]

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english ins't my first lenguage.

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, kind of friends to lovers.

a/n: this was a request for a sequel to something about you, however, this story doesn't tell much about what happened in its premise, although it has the same characters and their respective interests. also I'm so sorry for the delay, I've been very busy lately, but I hope you like it 💓

"you're make me wanna falling in love" - sabrina carpenter.

I don't know how to react to this or how to talk about it. After a series of meaningless flirtations and arousal-ridden insistence, I have Matt sitting on my living room floor, pretending he knows how to put the puzzle together properly. It's what? Eleven o'clock at night? Maybe he won't be leaving anytime soon.

I'm intrigued and anxious about what might happen if he comes over to my place. He wants to fuck me, and I know it; I have no objections to it, just thoughts of endless possibilities. I mean, I can't help myself, hormones are high.

When we arrive, I thought he was going to grab me and I would forget everything to focus on the moment, but that's not what happened.

I grab two glasses of wine, taking them to him in short steps.

"Thanks", he says as he reaches for the drink. I sit a little closer to him, but on the couch, watching him sort the pieces out to line them up in their proper place.

“How long have you been putting this together?” he asks, pointing with his finger.

“I don’t know. I think it’s been about two days,” I say. I really don’t know where I got the patience to put together a puzzle with a thousand tiny pieces, but the idea seems brilliant. “It helps me relax,” I sigh. I drink some more wine and then find myself staring at the empty glass – like a professional drunk.

Seriously? You relax with that?" He downs the rest of his wine, looking at me with slanted eyes.

"Of course I do," I say, smiling like an idiot. It seems that half a glass of wine is enough for me to feel comfortable with each leg on either side of his body. He doesn't mind; in fact, he even drops his head back - right into my lap.

"I can't imagine you relaxing; You're always so anxious about everything." He looks at me with such serene eyes that I have to make sure that it's not a figment of my imagination and that his eyes and expression aren't the most attractive thing I've ever seen.

"I think I'm pretty relaxed now." It's not entirely a lie, but part of me feels like my heart is almost in my mouth. I bite my lip and dare to run my hands through his messy hair; it's soft, but at the same time it looks like he hasn't washed it. I don't think he's the kind of guy who spends time worrying about what products to put in his hair. It makes me want to wash his hair like he's a doll, which is kind of weird.

"Okay," he says. He sighs and closes his eyes, feeling very comfortable, and I like that. Little by little, a feeling settles in my chest, and I don't think so much about what might happen. Of course, yes, I really want to kiss him, because his mouth is so attractive, and everything about him makes me surrender to a simple touch or a bold tilt.

Without thinking, I start to trace his face with the tip of my finger, delicately. He doesn't open his eyes and this allows me to be more evasive, pinching the tip of his nose lightly.

"Wow" I say, laughing.

"What is it?", he asks, still with his eyes closed, settling his head more into my lap.

"It's just... Have you noticed that your nose is really big?", I think I'm drunk because this is the first time I've said something about his appearance. It's not an insult, but rather something that has always strangely attracted me to him.

Contrary to what I thought, Matt laughed.

"Fuck you", he says. I lean a little closer to his face and say, "I like it. I find it quite... useful." I smack my lips and Matt opens his eyes. Damn, again those damn eyes so beautiful they look like they're going to eat me alive.

Now everything seems sneaky. He whispers to me, "Really?", knowing exactly what I mean. And before I can say anything else, he pulls my head down and kisses me. It's a sloppy kiss, but neither of us cares. He caresses the back of my neck and lifts his body up to take my lips. The feeling of his mouth on mine is delicious. I feel like I'm Spider-Man wearing pink panties

Matt lets out a moan and it drives me crazy. I pull away from him from the discomfort of being so bent over.

"That was our first kiss", I point out.

"Yeah" he nods, turning to face me — still between my legs. "Was it good?" he asks, so relaxed that it makes me comfortable with what we just did.

I lick my lips and say "Yeah" too, but the sound is more like a moan.

"Do you want to do it again?" he raises his eyebrows suggestively.

"I do!", and that's absolutely true. "But I know where this is going," I think out loud. For some reason, I'm not reluctant to tell him what I'm thinking. Maybe the nervousness went away when I started drinking, and that's fine with me. I like to tell him what I think and I don't think he minds. I think he likes being teased by my words – especially since I like it when he does it to me.

"What? Sex?", he gives me a wicked smile. And looks directly at my breasts.

"Yes!", I lean back on the couch, feeling the softness of the upholstery. "And what's the problem, I thought you wanted it", he looks at me like a puppy. I move my hand to stroke his hair again.

"I don't know. Won't it be weird?" I ask, thinking about an idea that has crossed my mind many times.

"Why would it be weird?" he asks back and now we're playing this little game that I kind of like. I shrug and he's quiet for a while. "We don't have to have sex if you don't want to", he says, lowering his gaze to between my legs.

"Okay",I say it like I'm not dying to have him. I think he wants to eat me out and I wouldn't deny it, I'd just be annoying enough to make him tired of trying. "Are you upset?" I ask.

"This isn't the first time you've said no to me," I smile at that and he drags his hand up my thigh. "I want to wash your hair," I say and he rolls his eyes. "What? I really want to!"

"Do you want to give me a bath too?" I do, but I don't need to say it.

"Well, if it's to wash your hair..." I won't say it directly.

He shakes his head and sighs heavily, thinking about what to say, but before I do I reconsider. "But actually, I think it's better not to! I don't want you to get excited in the middle of everything," for a moment I regret what I said.

"Juno", he bites his lip, calling me.

"Hm?" I look at his mouth; it looks so soft.

"I've been hard for about two minutes now," I open and close my mouth, looking at the considerably large bulge in his pants. I don't know what to say. "Oh my God. I managed to shut your fucking mouth. Awesome!" he says as if it's the best thing in the world, but I don't take offense; he's said worse to me. With a little difficulty, he stands up and stretches his entire body with his back to me. I'm a little intimidated about what he's going to do; however, he sits down next to me and, at the same time, grabs a pillow to cover his "problem".

He doesn't say anything and I shift to get closer to him. Now, from how much I've played with his hair, he's slightly disheveled. "How are you going to fix this?" I ask, knowing he's going to give me an expected answer.

"Do you want to fix it for me?" Before I can answer, he kisses me, and this time with tongue, and it's so automatic that I gasp. He grabs my ass and squeezes the flesh hungrily. I moan into his mouth and he pulls me to sit on his lap – and I realize he's quickly removed the pillow, feeling the openness of the bulge. I'm not going to lie or be hypocrite; I've been wet for a while now. When he forces me against his cock, I feel my pussy throb – it feels so fucking good.

"Matt", I hold his face with both hands, almost crying. "I don't know if we should have sex now", I say, separating myself from his mouth and feeling a delicious longing as I move over his intimacy.

The truth is that, although I would like to have his mouth all over my body and his cock inside me, I'm insecure about everything. This concern invades my head when the realization that it's Matt who's there watching me moan like a whore on his lap. The fact that he's already seen my breasts weighs this stigma even more.

"Okay! I know you haven't had sex with guys in a while", it's true, but wait.

"How do you know that?", I frown.

"Because you tell me everything, idiot", he seals our lips quickly. Matt lowers his mouth to my neck, saying: "But at least let me eat you out or just suck your tits, or just watch you touch yourself; I would love that." He thrusts his hips against me, catching me off guard, making me gasp loudly with my mouth open.

I take a deep breath and gather the courage to tell him: "I want to, I really do! I'm just a little insecure..." I look down, trying not to rub myself against him. "I shouldn't, because you're so hot! And you know that's true." He lifts my chin with his hand and bites my neck, biting until he reaches my cleavage, sticking his face in there. "And, fuck, I've seen those tits, and they're even more beautiful up close." He squeezes my breasts with his big hands, intensifying a delicious sensation in my lower abdomen. "Do you want me to tell you about your pussy that's wetting my pants, too?" Matt looks at me, his eyes shining. It was true, I'm making a terrible mess.

Fuck.

"Do you still want to wash my hair?" Matt asks, with his naughtiest smile. I nod and he lifts me easily onto his lap and heads to the bathroom.

He's quick to take off my clothes and he's also quick to make me go crazy. He pushes me against the shower wall and kneels down to eat my pussy. I like the way he knows how to eat me and how grotesque he is in the sense of making a mess on his own face just to devour me. When he runs the tip of his nose over my clit and almost shoves his face inside me, he says in a very slurred voice: "That's what you wanted, isn't it?" and he takes saliva on the tip of his tongue to join my lubricated clit and satisfy me a little more. And, when I squirt on his face from the accumulated stimulation, he opens his mouth with his tongue out, swallowing everything, panting: "You're delicious, babe".

Matt is the kind of guy who likes to fuck dirty and knows how to be thirsty for it.

I swore every moment that he wouldn't fuck me tonight, but after cumming in his mouth and knowing how naughty he is, the urge got worse and he fucked me the way he wanted, moaning loudly that I take him well, that he would cum inside me and he didn't care at all and he did; I like how he keeps his words.

And you can bet that I really like the fact that he takes me to bed, still wet, and makes me sit on his sensitive cock with my back to him, murmuring how hot I am and pinching my nipples between his fingers. I don't bother to scream when he hits my sensitive spot. I love the way he starts to feel overwhelmed and whimpers in my ear; I aggravate my movements and grip the back of his neck tightly just to hear him closer. He cums inside me once more, both of us letting out moans from the sensitivity caused in our bodies. He masturbates my clit and I release myself too, rolling my eyes in pleasure.

The last thing I remember is being in his arms, and after that, I fall asleep.

When I wake up, I feel unimaginably tired. Matt's eyes are open, sleepy; he says, "Good morning," and for me, talking at that moment is not an option. He kisses my forehead and smiles, touching my cheek, being so gentle.

"We weren't supposed to do this," I say, my voice unrecognizable. He presses his lips together and smacks, murmuring, "I know!" I sigh, stretching. "Do you want to do it again?" he asks.

Well.

No need to ask!

I must say that Matt and I fucked hard all day, in every possible position. And a few times, he asked me which ones I had tried; he was surprised by some of them.

He kissed me tenderly at each end, assuring me that it was very good. And surprisingly, after cumming on his cock so many times like a slut, I actually washed his hair when we showered – leaving it nice and wavy.

We finished putting the puzzle together – even though we argued a lot about where the pieces should go. He also felt motivated enough to tell me that he likes me since I started to feel comfortable insulting him, but that he finds me annoying and sometimes insufferable. I told him he was an idiot and teased him: “Does this turn you on, Matt?”

“Oh my god. I’m so fucking horny.” He laughs and kisses me and I know for sure that I want his touch for the rest of my life.

The End

a/n: Yeah, I know. It doesn't have much to do with the song, but if you're really fucking horny, I wouldn't hesitate to make a one-shot with all the positions that Juno and Matt did before putting together puzzles, and, who knows, after that too.

[bumblingbabooshka]

Shapey Puppington

Obsessed with his mother and always defers to her despite his seemingly strong and stubborn personality, unconsciously makes messes even though he purports to need things tidy, talks a lot and very loudly in a way where it's hard to engage with him (talking 'at' not 'with' you), reveals very little of his own personality and seems to more parrot things others say, doesn't ever want children because his wife would be "distracted" by them, hates alcohol but is almost always drinking milk, hates his father (or says he does), struggles with his faith but pretends to be devoutly religious, still throws tantrums which his wife cleans up as he's throwing them so it's like nothing happened, calls his wife 'mine' as in "me and mine" or "mine's the same way" to the point where it's unclear if that's her name or not, doesn't recognize her as looking exactly like Bloberta, had a bad relationship with Orel as a teenager but they're better now, protective over Block who he calls his little brother, always frowning and usually complaining, holds his wife's wrist or grabs at her dress when he isn't looking at her so she stays nearby, struggles with feelings of inadequacy and loneliness that he doesn't know how to remedy.

'You used to be such a happy kid.'

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[gu6chan]

99% just my autism speaking here but something ive been noticing lately that im sorta kinda 😶 about is when ppl are like "I think you'll like this" but not bc they ACTUALLY think you'll like it, rather they just got into it and want you to also get into it so "I think you'll like this" is a nice personal hook. i love chill stuff as much as any other person ofc but given i don't divulge that EVER, what makes you think my berserk reading, made in abyss watching, drakengard playing ass would like YURU CAMP????

[traumxrei-archive]

【 iv. the taste of flowers 】

summary: yuu was sick. okay, so maybe they overworked themself a little while preparing for the debutante, but that didn’t mean they needed to be on bed arrest ! what’s the worst that could happen if they snuck into the kitchen for a snack anyway ?

word count: 1.4k

author’s note: every time i write ruggie i’m like “wow i love this guy sm” and it was the same this time. i hope you like my rendition of him, ruggie likers ^^

[ the perfect debutante series | or read on ao3 (coming soon) ]

Being sick was most definitely not on Yuu's list of things to do for the Debutante. But they were. Sick. It seemed that they had over-exhausted themself after shopping all day with Floyd.

They vaguely remembered Floyd's guilty expression as he brought tea to their bedside. They had told him not to worry, but he seemed to be in low spirits for the rest of the day, according to Azul's report.

And now, well...

Yuu was sneaking into the kitchen.

After being cooped up in the room for so long, they needed some alone time. Alone time that didn't entail Riddle watching their every move like a hawk, or Silver insisting on doing everything for them. Their maids were diligent to a fault really, and Yuu was starting to feel a bit suffocated.

What they weren't expecting was that there would be someone in the kitchen. They stood behind the door. There was a soft humming and the smell of something that had their mouth-watering. Yuu cracked the door open a little. Through the gap, they spotted a pair of fluffy ears.

Ah. So it was Ruggie in the kitchen. Yuu calmed down a bit. The chance that they would be severely scolded for escaping the room had decreased. Still, they knew that someone would check their room soon, and they would get caught, so...

"Master?"

Holy crap. Their soul felt like it almost left their body.

They looked up to see Ruggie tilting his head, "I thought I heard someone, but I didn't expect it to be you, Master."

They got up from their crouched position, "Hi, uh... What are you cooking?"

"A little something for myself," Ruggie suddenly smirked, folding his arms. "What are you doing out of your room, Master? Riddle and Azul are going to freak out if they figure out you're gone."

Yuu stared at Ruggie with what they hoped was a pitiful look, "Please, I need 30 minutes of peace before they coddle me to death again."

"It's because they're worried about you. We all are," Ruggie said, going back to stirring the pot. "But I'm no snitch, shishishi~ Have a seat." There was a stool a little away from the stove, and from this close, they could finally see what Ruggie was cooking. It was...soup. A hearty-looking, vegetable soup, that was currently appealing to them with its scent.

"Are you here for some tea? Or are you hungry?" Ruggie sprinkled some more spices into his soup. "I could make you some soup?"

"What about that soup?" They blurted out. Dammit, they were trying to resist, and yet...

"This soup? It isn't worthy of Master's palette," Ruggie said before putting a lid on the small pot. "Plus, are you sure you wanna eat that?"

"What is it then?" The soup had looked normal enough to them, though they couldn't be sure. Ruggie was famed for using unconventional ingredients in his cooking before. They had heard many stories from Jamil, who found his experimentation interesting enough to talk about. (The other maid rarely talked too extensively, so Yuu had noted it in their mind when he did.)

"Erm," Ruggie's ears twitched, and he looked...almost bashful. "I used dandelions. I saw a few in the gardens and they needed to be weeded out anyway."

"Dandelions?" They cracked a smile. "So you can even cook with flowers?"

"You're not...?" Ruggie shook his head, before leaning his head back into his hands. "It's something my Bi— my grandmother taught me. There are many uses for dandelions, and she used to cook it for us in a soup."

Yuu understood it now. It had been a while since Ruggie had taken a break to go home. He tended to bulldoze through leave days that they set up by taking up other jobs. They ended up having him be their designated maid when the others went on leave. Ruggie was pleased with the setup, especially after they doubled his pay.

Money wasn't a worry to them, given that they were the heir of the Dukedom. But it had once been, back before Duke Crowley had adopted them. So they understood Ruggie's determination, especially with how fiercely he loved his family.

"Why don't you eat some?" Yuu leaned their face into their palm. "You spent all that time cooking it after all."

Ruggie's expression turned complicated for a moment. He hesitantly grabbed a bowl, ladling in a spoonful. His ears drooped for a moment before straightening. Yuu couldn't help but find the subconscious action adorable. 

He finally sighed, sliding the bowl in front of them, "Here. Your puppy eyes really are unfair, Master."

"Puppy eyes?" They mumbled, but they couldn't focus on anything other than the soup that was in front of them. Ruggie pushed a spoon into their hands, and they couldn't help but immediately try it.

"Well?" Ruggie asked, ladling his own bowl. It was...amazing. The soup was salty, but rich, and all the vegetables were perfectly cooked— not too soft with a nice crunch.

And that was when Yuu abandoned two things: their etiquette training and their pride. It didn't matter that it was hot, they kept shoveling spoonfuls of soup into their mouth.

Ruggie laughed as he ate his own bowl, "Slow down there, Master. If the chefs see you they'll throw a tantrum because you're guzzling that down so fast."

"But," They sputtered, gesturing at their half finished bowl. "It's so good! I can't even tell which part the dandelion is!"

"The green leafy bits," Ruggie looked proud, if the way his grin kept growing was any indication. "I save the flowers to make tea with." The maid spun around, turning to a cupboard and grabbing what looked like a jar. In it were many dried dandelion buds. "Ah, I also have dandelion syrup," Ruggie gestured to another jar on the shelf. "Jamil taught me how to make them. They don't taste bad if I do say so myself, shishishi~"

Yuu couldn't help but laugh slightly. Ruggie's excitement about dandelion cuisine was very...adorable, if they wanted to put a word to it. "You seem very passionate about this," They said as they took the dandelion tea jar in their own hands. "Would it be okay if you put a few servings of this in my tea cabinet?"

"Huh?” Ruggie's ear flicked in surprise.

"Ah, I don't mean to take it away from you!" Yuu said, suddenly very aware that Ruggie was doing this because he was homesick. How stupid of them to ask for something so selfish. Did they forget everything after spending a few years in luxury? "I know that you're—"

"Forgive me for interrupting you, but it's not that," Grey eyes looked between the tea and their face. "It's... Thank you." There was something more behind the simple word of thanks. Yuu couldn't even begin to digest why Ruggie would say thank you at their selfish request, but seeing the smile on Ruggie's face reassured them that it wasn't anything negative.

That was when the door to the kitchen slid open, "Ruggie, would you happen to know where—"

Yuu looked up just in time to make eye contact with a surprised-looking Jade.

Oh. They were caught. Shit.

Jade smiled, ever the picture of politeness even as his aura turned more menacing, "How serendipitous. I was just looking for you, Master."  

"They were just about to leave, right Master?" Ruggie said with a devilish grin. Gone was the sweet expression that just graced his face seconds before, instead replaced by this mischievous look— because he was clearly ratting them out! Yuu just hung their head. They would be scolded less if they left with Jade right away.

Jade kept an iron grip on them with just his gaze as they gave Ruggie a long hard look, "You're going on vacation after the debutante is over. With everyone else. That is a promise."

"But Master—"

"No buts! I'll give you paid leave!" Yuu said as Jade opened the door. "Just make sure to tell your family how much you miss them!" They relished the surprised look on Ruggie's face for a moment before following Jade out into the hallway. Yuu wasn't about to give Ruggie time to retaliate this time.

"Now that you've had your fun, you should return to the room before Azul and Riddle return," Jade chuckled. "They aren't back yet, but I am not above telling them of your...mm, adventures, if it came to it. Even if it's you, Master."

Their previous excitement waned at the thought of being bound to the bed again, "Let's just go now." And that was how Yuu's adventures to the kitchen ended, with surprises, some new cuisine, and a promise.

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[chimeracauldron]

I finally finished watching the Genshiken anime and man.

Part of me must've know that 13 episodes wasn't gonna be near enough to adapt nidaime but I'm still so sad about how much of this series got cut from the anime. I was already really upset by how the entire arc of how ogiue and sasahara's got together was cut entirely, it was such a nice story of growing to appreciate and understand someone else's interests and quirks, even if they're not your thing. Even with how little of nidaime Second Generation covered it still felt like such a half baked ending, poorly compressing hato's whole arc of suppressing their fujoshi interest into a single episode. It all crops up and resolves so abruptly within the anime. maybe they wanted more seasons but it just never happened, I know genshiken is pretty slowly paced and probably never had the appeal to justify a longer run, but the slow burn of how all these relationships grow and blossom was my fav aspect of genshiken and seeing it adapted like this just left me feeling unsatisfied. Just really makes me wanna read the manga all over again

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

We Are

A lot has been said about this show over the last 15 weeks. And despite what some people seem to think, most of it has been positive. I tend not to write much about shows in general, and stick to making pretty gifs of the shows I really like. The fact that I made exactly one set for the entire duration of this show should tell anyone who's reading that this will not be glowing review of the show. I'm not going to be mean, but if you loved the show and don't wanna do read someone with a different opinion, I beg you to stop reading. Also sorry if this is less than coherent but I'm tired so I won't be re-reading this a hundred times like I usually do before posting. Which also explains why I don't write a lot here.

We are - the story

One of the things that have been said about this show is that it lacks a plot. I would agree that the show as whole does not have single plot, but a series of plots. At it's most basic definition a plot is a series of events that shape a larger narrative. In the case of a linear plot there is a major plot line that follows the narrative from beginning to end with changes throughout. I'm not going to go into it, there are several ways this can be done depending on the type of narrative but most commonly it goes, beginning, rising, climax, falling, resolution. Now there's no such thing in this show as a whole. No single plot line. There is however several plots inside it, and these different plots do follow their own lines throughout the show. Every couple has its own plot line. And if we could only watch one couple at a time as if they had their own separate show, it would look just like any other bl, although it would certainly not be all that original. I think the friendships are what ultimately brings it all together but that by itself is not a central plot because it basically remains unchanged throughout. It's the anchor but it's not what moves the narrative forward.

We are - the ships

Once again, if you are a die hard fan of these ships do not read any more. Before I talk about them individually I just wanna say that @italianpersonwithashippersheart made an excellent point here about the fact that since we were familiar with most of the ships here, the show had an easier job in making us care for them. All the couples had their own storyline, with different stages of their development happening at the same time. And for the most part the show didn't have to spend a lot of time selling us on the relationships. It made use of a solid, reliable product that could be repackaged and resold. This is not necessarily a bad thing nor is it a new thing. It's thai bl.

Phum & Peem - The main couple. And in my opinion the least interesting one and the one most wasted here. Look, PondPhuwin are good together, this is their third show as a couple so they are a solid bet. So why not give them something with more depth? Why did I have to watch them exchange longing looks for the better part of this show? Don't get me wrong, they are great at it. Pond specially could teach a class on how to stare lovingly into Phuwin eyes. But lord was I tired of it. I mean, I'm sorry but I was fast forwarding through some of their scenes together because I've seen them all. I didn't count them but the amount of times they fell into each others arms must have been some sort of record. Sure, Phuwin is great at the facial expressions, Pond's hair ir gorgeous and he should be doing shampoo commercials, and yes, they can pull off the 'you're the only person in the universe in this moment and time loses all its meaning when I look into your eyes' thing. But enough is enough.

Q & Toey - It's fine. They're fine. They're actually much better than in My School President. Both of them I think improved a lot in their acting. But their story didn't do much for me. I enjoyed Q's change after they were boyfriends, I thought it was fun, but the drama before that, I thought, was so forced so I was not really all that invested. Also not a fan of the jealousy plan even if it did give us some entertaining moments with the friend group. I don't know, they just didn't click for me.

Tan & Fang - Is Tan one of the most adorable simps we've had in thai bl? YES. Did the boyfriend moments of this couple make me grin like an idiot 80% of the time? YES. Did I believe in the reciprocity of this relationship from the start? NO. Tan was the only reason that this relationship had me invested. His loud and unapologetic love for Fang filled the gaps in this particular love story. But the way it started made me have to work extra hard to believe the rest of it.

Chain & Pun - They were my favourites from the start. I waited 15 weeks for that kiss. Was it worth it? honestly, probably not. But at least they delivered in the end. That scene was everything I could've wanted from those two even if I wish it had happened sooner. The change in casting might've been the reason why it had to be this way so I'm not complain about that because ultimately I really enjoyed their story. Marc delivered as usual. Poon was so endearing to watch and his face is lovely. They remain my favourites and I wish I had a bit more time with them.

We Are - The friendships

This is what kept me going. When the episodes dragged and I found myself a bit bored, there was a big group moment and it brought me back to the show. When this show started, in my monthly breakdown I said I thought that @bengiyo comparing watching this show to watching the actors IG reels was a good way to describe the experience. But for me that wasn't always a bad thing. Just like with the couples, the fact that I knew these actors and they knew each other made me feel more connected to those ensemble moments. They felt very natural and grounded, and ultimately I could relate and be touched by them. I think that it's the show's biggest strength.

Well, this got longer than I expected and I never really know how to end these things so in conclusion. It was good fluff, with good friendship moments and solid acting from the couples. I will however forget most of it by this time next week, specially with the amount of ql's I'm watching at the moment.

If you've made it to the end, thanks for reading. 💜

[chaos0pikachu]

Man, I hope the emoji guy in the posters of the sitcom Bible is gonna play in IS Jes, because I think Bible is gonna be a cringe fail nerd who tries to be cool: one poster has him a pilot* costume, the other him in glasses with a handheld game console looking excited... with his zipper undone, and I need them to play another cringefail couple, 4 Minutes can NOT be the end of them together.

* As someone who works in an airport and so encounters pilots frequently, they are pretty ordinary and kinda boring. Cabin CREWS on the other hand... I never encountered a flight attendant I didn't wanna kiss, tbh

I've heard - but this isn't confirmed just like something I read on twitter so huge grain of salt - that BOC hadn't officially cast anyone for that sitcom role so the guy was just a stand-in.

I COULD speculate that the guy is/was Jes b/c this was - I think? - before he was officially announced as part of BOC/cast in 4Mins.

But don't quote me on that I'd have to check the dates lol

Idk if I'll watch b/c honestly comedy isn't my thing but I do love that BOC continues to try a wide variety of series, so I love the idea of a sitcom/comedy show for the studio (especially with their new actresses KT is so crush worthy man have y'all seen her kickboxing videos? whew) plus it'll be cool to see Bible further stretch his acting muscles. Comedy will be totally new for him which makes me really excited for him as an actor.

I would love to see Jes and Bible work together again, I know they were asked about it in an interview if they could do another series together what they'd like to do:

In the same interview they elaborate; Bible said he think Jes would play a great villainous char so he'd want to see that, while Jes said something with race cars b/c Bible loves F1.

Idk if Jes is ~officially~ apart of BOC on his Insta he does have BOC listed as his work contact so there's that. But I know he's still working with One31.

Personally I like the idea of the BOC actors doing both but I also dislike studio systems along with this idea that BL series are "lesser than" lakorns (this attitude is prevalent in western fandom too stop it please).

Either way I'd love to see them in a new series together, they're both strong actors and acting against Jes made Bible better.

My dream series from BOC would be a fantasy series, since they're the only Thai studio I could see investing money in such a project - Idol Factory came close with The Sign and I adore The Sign but it was half fantasy still great tho!

That or an assassins show cause I can already tell The Heart Killers is more squeecore/romcom than true blue assassins/hired killers and I have no interest in that.

Also for folks who may have missed it/need a reminder here's the announcement about said sitcom:

sidenote as someone who travels a lot for work that tidbit about pilots/flight crew is AMAZING thank you for that

[whereisyourstar]

That's Me

Part 4 of the Stand By, Hold Back, Be Patient series

Part 3, Part 5

Rating: SFW with mild and minimal explicitness at the end

Word Count: 5k

Warnings: Brief mention of talking with an abusive family member, brief mentions of blood, murder, etc., awkward walks, the slow burn is starting to kindle

Life goes on. Payday comes and goes, May starts in a cool, rainy earnest, and you begin to settle in.

You make some adjustments to your living room's layout, adding an ugly, overstuffed yellow-green ottoman that goes with nothing else in the room, because it was free on the side of the road and you liked it. Heracles gets a dog bed that he never uses save as a convenient place to put his toys, the favorite of which is a stuffed lamb he whined over at the store. He worries over it constantly, and you have to stop him from taking it with him when you go for walks in the forest, which has gotten you thinking, however hesitantly, that perhaps Heracles could do with a friend. You remind yourself that you're a long way off from being able to take care of two dogs, but you do keep an eye on the various animal shelters around Crystal Lake.

The locks on every single one of your doors has been replaced, and you've even added a latch to the porch's screen door, which you're devastatingly proud of. It took days of on-and-off labor, half of which you spent sure that you'd ruined your good, strong doors, but the end result is a cabin that just feels safe again. That's the important thing.

You got around to answering some of those piling up messages on your phone, too. Some lie about having to wait until payday to reconnect your phone gets you out of most of the vitriol, but it brings up a whole slew of lectures about how you've always been awful with money, and what were you thinking buying that cabin, and what are you going to do when you need to get a real job out there in the sticks, and when are you coming home? You add answering at least two messages a day to your schedule, but do nothing about the calls. She's your mother, but there's limits.

The truce with Jason holds. You've seen him twice in the week since coming to an agreement. The first was just as a glimpse in the forest while Heracles forged a trail up ahead, heading the opposite direction to do…whatever it is he does when he's not terrorizing you. The second time when you were switching the lock on the front door and he rounded the corner of your house, completely casual, like he owned the place just as much as you. Heracles, who had been idly sniffing around the trees while you worked, launched himself like a rocket directly into Jason's arms, surprising you both, and you'd been left apologizing for him between laughter. You'd tried to explain what you were doing with the locks, that it made you feel better to have something sturdier on your doors, and you still couldn't tell if he actually understood. He'd shown no interest in going into your home again anyway, so you supposed it didn't matter.

It's a bleary day when you see him again. The rain hasn't let up all morning, lending a little extra lifelessness to your daily scrolling and reporting, but right as you break for lunch and get a day-old croissant in you—you got a box of six half off at the store because they're slightly too brown, and they're the most delicious thing you've had in weeks—the patter on the windows abruptly stops. It surprises you enough to pull back the curtain on the window over your kitchen sink and, like a beacon, a patch of sun burns through the cloud cover.

You turn to Heracles, who has been watching the final crumb of croissant like with complete focus, and ask, "Wanna go?"

It's a win-win-win. He gets to pee without getting drenched, you get to finish your croissant without judgement, and you both have a chance to stretch your legs. There's just something extra intolerable about being inside when you have to be, and extra freeing when you pull in that first lungful of rainsoaked, cool, green-smelling air.

The forest is waterlogged after so much rain and within minutes of walking you realize that your comfy hoodie isn't going to cut it against the drops still sliding down the tallest trees. Looking up is an exercise in getting errant water in your eye, but you keep craning your neck backward to watch the tops of the trees while Heracles leads you around. It's dizzying how tall some of these trees are, and you're not even in a particularly old part of the forest. Far east of your cabin, caught between the lake and the town, is where the vacationers and residents alike don't go, the forest thick and dark and old out that way. You heard someone mention bears and mountain lions who make that part of the Crystal Lake woods their home and decided you had no business over there.

You're staring at sky between layers of branch and leaf and twig, idly fascinated with how quickly the silver clouds pass by while Heracles sniffs the base of a tree with gusto, when a branch snaps to your left. There's a moment where you don't recognize him as he ducks under a low bough a few feet away—so he does own other clothes, this ratty grey-brown jacket making a stunning debut with the usual outfit—and your heart does an odd flip when you take in the hockey mask. Instant relief, because it's just Jason, not some stranger. A stranger catching you in the woods opens up an entire gamut of possible outcomes that you're not prepared to deal with, but Jason? He's a known quantity, as much as someone like him can be known. Just here to catch up with Heracles and maybe check that you're not making a nuisance of yourself on his land.

The relief and a small helping of embarrassment at being caught quite literally watching the clouds translates into being downright friendly on reflex. "Hey!" you sign hello, muscle memory pulling your lips into a smile. "Here to—"

The rest hardly matters, because Heracles finally tears himself away from the tree long enough to run to Jason, pulling you right along with him. You stop just short of him while Heracles makes quick work of jumping up and scrabbling muddy paws all over Jason's legs. You wince and suck a breath in through your teeth at the twin trails of newly wet muck on the pants despite all the filth already encrusted on them. "Ahhhh…" you say half behind your hand, watching Jason's reaction carefully. He pays the paws and the mud no mind, even squelches onto one knee on the drenched forest floor to rub at Heracles' ears. Still— "We've been working on that. I like his enthusiasm, but he nearly bowled over a kid with a burger in town yesterday, so…anyway, sorry about the muddy hello."

Jason makes a noncommittal gesture before going right back to lavishing Heracles in attention. He has, however, caught your dog doing the only thing he loves more than receiving undivided attention—exploring and sniffing to his heart's content. Much sooner than normal, Heracles pulls away from Jason and starts tugging on the leash, harness straining. A thought you're not sure what to do with immediately pops into your mind—spending time with your dog is the only thing keeping you breathing at the moment, so what happens if Heracles can't meet that quota? So far these visits have stretched anywhere from an hour to fifteen minutes, and granted, you don't have the best data considering how new this all is, but you're certain a minute isn't anywhere near enough.

So you make an invitation of it. Arm straining against Heracles' impressive resolve to drag you with him, you look to Jason and say, "Ah, you actually caught us in the middle of a walk, and he's not going to want to stop for at least another hour. If you're not busy, would you like to…come with us? For a bit?"

He surprises you by agreeing once he's stood—that same careful slowness in his movements that you just can't figure out—with a yes. And then you're off, Heracles' tail high and wagging to have his two favorite people walking behind him.

It's…awkward. Awkward in the way that you don't want it to be awkward, but you're the one that created the situation in the first place, so you kind of just have to deal with it. Jason chooses to walk with you, not up with Heracles like you thought he would, and puts roughly four feet of space between himself and you wherever the forest allows. It's the kind of room that would insult you if you thought he was doing this for any other reason but to hang out with Heracles. As it is, you just do your best not to veer too closely to him while Heracles chooses his path.

The silence is expected, and even kind of nice once you get used to another person being there to share it. There's a good rumbling in the distance that says the storm isn't done with Crystal Lake just yet, but it sounds far enough off that you're not too worried about it yet. Birds chirp and flit around in the trees, sometimes accompanied by much heavier wildlife that you can't see, and it doesn't take too long for you to become absorbed in the forest again. And you take a few extra glances at the clouds and their silver-gold interplay with the hidden sun, because it's still gorgeous out here even with a serial killer on your left. It's enough to make a person nearly forget to be afraid.

What you don't expect is for Jason to be the one to break that silence. He draws your attention back by plucking the leash in your hand like a guitar string, pulling you back from admiring a brown bird that seems common for the area. You try not to let your sudden spike in fear show on your face when you turn back to him.

Dog, he signs, then points up ahead where Heracles scratches at a spot in the mud. Dog.

Your brain whirls to try and figure this one out. The two of you haven't communicated at all, really, since the day he forced you to take ASL off one of your brain's shelves. He hasn't seemed interested, despite you continuing to sign all the words you know when you talk at him. This comes out of left field and you have to kick your brain out of nature-appreciation mode to answer. "Heracles? Oh, he's fine, he'll start walking again in a—no?" Dog, he signs, then points at Heracles again. "Y…yeah, Heracles. Did you forget his name?" And you slip the leash's handle around your wrist so you can sign name, two fingers tapped to two fingers. Jason jolts, leaves making wet noises under his shoes when he half-turns to sign yes while pointing at your hands.

Lightbulb. "Name!" you exclaim, spurred on by his enthusiastic yes. "You wanted to know the sign for name! Do you want to know why Heracles is named that—" and you sign why, intent on making good on your self promise to teach him question words "—or maybe you go by something else? Or—"

Jason points to you and signs name.

What a way to realize you never introduced yourself to him. A mix of mortification and confusion no doubt colors your cheeks, because yes, you never thought to tell the mass murderer your name, but you also didn't think he'd be interested. He's here for your dog, not you—you're just a conduit through which the dog can be experienced. But he did ask.

When you tell him, you watch his mask very closely, try to get a better look at that very brown eye you saw before. There's not enough light in the forest to illuminate the deep eyeholes of the mask, but you do get to watch in quiet awe as Jason perfectly fingerspells your name, just as you did. There's something about watching his big, gloved hands work so delicately around the movements of your name that you feel…something. Maybe pleased? Impressed that he picked it up so quickly?

"You got it," you tell him, and you can't stop the little smile that comes upon you when he signs it again. Like he's trying to commit it to memory. "That's me."

Heracles has less patience for this interlude than you do, but the dam's been broken now, you're pretty sure you won't annoy Jason by talking to him, so you try to keep the conversation going when the walk starts up again. "You know," you start after a moment, catching him turning his mask nearly over his right shoulder to better look at you. So that sagging eye is mostly or completely sightless, then. He's going to hurt his neck like this, craning it over and down to see you, and you make a mental note to walk on his left next time. "It's kind of funny. You're Jason, he's Heracles…we've got an Argonaut theme going. Maybe if I get another dog I'll name it Orpheus…or Nestor, I always liked Nestor." You glance up to find Jason staring down at you, and you say, a little meekly, "Like…the Golden Fleece? The myth?"

And, so deliberately that it's almost comical, Jason signs yes-no. Maybe, or I don't know.

While Heracles pulls the two of you along, you tell him. It's a barebones overview of the Golden Fleece tale—neither of you have the kind of time required for the full myth—that you have to look into the furthest pits of your childhood Greek myth obsession to scrape together, but before you've hit on the even-more-mythical Jason and his Argonauts departing Iolcus, the present-Jason has stopped you over a dozen times. With a bit of work on both your parts, including finally getting those who, what, where, and why signs into play, he's got a working understanding of the main characters and the meddling gods before too long. You're fully warmed to the topic by then, using your hands not to sign, but to just gesture as you put together biographies of ancient heroes, and you can feel how much you're smiling. Every question is more than welcome, bringing with it the validation of poring over dense, flimsy-papered tomes of myth as a kid, and you're more than happy to explain what you can. It's clear Jason's getting into it, too—his stiff body language shifts the longer you talk, the more readily you answer his questions. He trips over his own fingers more than once trying to sign who or where and you have to bite your cheek to keep from thinking out loud about how nice this is. It doesn't feel like something you're doing to placate him, and you don't think he's the type to indulge you, so it's truly just…talking. Talking with someone who wants to know what you have to say.

Jason's hands are literally and metaphorically stained with the blood of innocent people, good people, and he's also the most engaging person you've spoken with in years. An ethics scholar would have a field day with the way you're feeling right now.

It gets to a point that, when Heracles abruptly yawns and starts to turn back, you actually feel your heart sink a little. He stops for a pat from Jason when he passes between the two of you, but he's clearly finished with his explorations for the day. You try to keep your expression and tone neutral when you say, "Looks like he's done out here. It's been…what, an hour? Hour and a half since we left?" You check your phone and wince—closer to two, but then, Jason did join on about thirty minutes into the walk. The energy of seeing him probably kept Heracles going longer than normal. Still, you look up at the sliver of sky you can see from here and bite your lip. Jason's signing what when you pull yourself back. "Heracles'll just take us the way we came, which wouldn't normally be a problem, but there's no way we're beating that storm."

As if on cue, a huge clap of thunder rings out somewhere nearby, and both you and Heracles jump. Jason just lifts his head to stare at the same patch of sky you did—lots of neck on display, all of it sparking that unnatural-discomfort-wrong part of your brain—before tapping his chest and pointing a direction perpendicular to Heracles. Then he takes off in that direction using these long, purposeful strides, and you have to run with Heracles just to follow behind. He checks over his shoulder only once and slightly readjusts his speed, which means you were right to follow and he isn't just attempting the world's rudest Irish exit. "Come on, follow Jason, buddy," you tell Heracles needlessly. He finds it fun trying to keep up with Jason, meaning you're dragged behind at a half-jog for who knows how many miles.

The sky threatens to break open for the entire twenty minute jog back, but it holds out just long enough for Jason to deposit you and Heracles back to to the awning-side of your cabin. You knew Heracles didn't take you too far into the forest on these walks, but being so close this whole time surprises you, and you let out a surprised "Oh!" as you step out of the woods. A glance at the sky shows it dark, the sun on its descent making for an eerie ambiance, but you're grinning when you turn to Jason. "Thank you! That was so much faster, thank you so much!" You're panting around the words, but you do mean them. He just makes that same noncommittal gesture from before, then turns to go.

Something in you can't accept him just walking off like that. You should be glad to see him go, and a part of you is, but still…you enjoyed yourself this afternoon, however improbably. He didn't have to listen to you like he did, and he certainly didn't have to show you this more direct route to the house. So you shout, "Wait!" after him and before he's turned round again, you ask, "Do you eat?"

Over his shoulder, still mostly pointed away, the mask dips down. Yes.

"Okay, stay right here for just a minute, I have something for you." And you don't check that he's staying behind as you get your door unlocked, taking it on trust that he's not about to let you embarrass yourself. Where that trust comes from is anyone's guess, but it urges you to ignore the mud Heracles tracks inside while you take a day-old croissant from the box and hurriedly wrap it in a clean yellow gingham patterned kitchen towel. You're back outside in an instant and your heart does a curious little leap to see him still standing there, waiting for you. You run right up to him, fear completely forgotten, and hold the parcel out in the space between. "Here, it's just a croissant, but it's genuinely the most incredible thing I've had since I got here. You have to try one."

Jason eyes you, then the wrapped up croissant, then you again. Pointedly does not take it when he signs why?

"Because I had a lot of fun today," you say, entirely too honest. "No one's let me go on like that for…I don't know, years? It was nice, and I appreciate it, so…here. There's no poison in it, promise."

You're close enough that you can see the shape of Jason's working eye scrunch a little, and his shoulders lift, like you've said something funny. But he does take the croissant, all careful, tentative movements, and you shudder at the feeling of his gloves against your bare knuckles. There's a moment where he just holds it in his huge hands, staring at it, then he looks up at you and nods once. A thank you, you think.

The sky ruptures into a torrent of cold, harsh rain, so you don't linger. Still, from the safety of your front door, you watch as Jason tucks the croissant into some interior pocket on his jacket, which is just extremely gratifying.

You wonder if you should have invited him in as you're wiping off Heracles' muddy paws, the dog in question collapsed into a puddle of sleepy bliss. He got you home in time to avoid the rain, but you assume he lives somewhere in the denser, older part of the forest with all the other dangerous creatures. That's a long walk, even for someone with his stride.

It would have been polite to invite him in, but even if he'd said yes, you don't think there's any getting around the fact that the last time he was in your house it was with the intention of killing you. (And you do want to know, more than ever now, why he chose not to that first time. And the second. But that requires a level of communication that will take a lot more than just a walk or two to achieve, you're sure.) Then there's the fact that, the time before that, he killed an entire shift of construction workers in here. You could ask what he did with the heads, probably, but do you really want him to show you? What if he decides to add yours to whatever nefarious skull pile he's building?

One nice, mostly one-sided conversation doesn't change what Jason is. It's good to remember that. But even still, you find yourself tucked up on the sofa for the requisite pre-dinner nap, Heracles already passed out and kicking in his sleep, and reading a retelling of the Golden Fleece myth. At the very least, if these random Jason appearances keep happening, you can make them interesting for him. And if you happen to enjoy it too, well. You'll leave that one to the ethics scholars.

Jason sits against the wall of his house and rips the bundle out of his pocket. He's dripping with rain that still hasn't let up despite the long walk, but what's important is that it's mostly dry here, and he can think. He thought plenty on the way over, he always thinks best while walking, but he needed to see this thing while poring over his own thoughts, and for some reason he just…hadn't been able to let the thing you'd given him be ruined by the downpour.

He unwraps the yellow cloth—clean, smelling faintly of soap and the bread it conceals—and finds you were telling the truth. You said it was a croissant like he was supposed to know what that is, but it's obviously just a cold, very brown, curved roll of some kind. It crackles under his fingers when he squeezes it, flakes fluttering from the cloth and onto his lap. Not like any bread he's ever encountered, in this life or his first, but it seems, for all intents and purposes, completely mundane. There's no poison in it, promise.

So what is your angle. You're not the typical trespasser, he knew that after his first encounter with you. You're fast, having taken him by surprise twice now with just how quickly you've been able to run when he's close by, but you're also smart. Anyone who recognized his sign—and he still doesn't know why that particular memory unburied itself that day, of his mother sitting across from him at the table and showing him the peculiar gesture for dog after she'd had success in teaching him mommy, trying to build his vocabulary with all his favorite things first—and was able to answer in kind had to be, but to then use those signs to give him the ability to answer questions, and ask his permission to stay…it puts him on the defensive just as surely as any weapon. He had thought he was dealing with a deer, all freeze instinct or breakneck speed when startled, and approached you with that idea in mind. No sudden movements, not while he was still making up his mind about what to do with you, in case you decided to run.

He kept the tactic after coming to the agreement with you, but after today…you're not the trembling doe he thought you were.

You're scared of him. You should be, he's intentionally terrifying, but that fear needs someplace to go when your life isn't in danger. A deer will run when it is scared and will bleat when it's caught, but a deer isn't as smart as you are, nor is it as protective. No prey animal he knows would go to such lengths as you have to protect Heracles, which means he has badly miscalculated, because you aren't prey at all. You're a predator, just like him. Intelligent, quick, and loyal—he thinks of your eyes, how you watch him just as intently as he watches you, and thinks hawk.

He puts together what he knows. You're dangerous, and he needs to understand how. Not in the same way as him, you were so easy to hold down—and he lingers, not for the first time, on the way your exposed throat had curved up, just daring him to touch it, when you screamed for Heracles to run—and the singular hit you've gotten on him was completely ineffectual. He could overpower you in an instant, but he hasn't, in part because of the way you speak to him. You know the signed language he learned pieces of as a boy and wasted no time in communicating with him. He wanted to answer your questions.

It strikes him that every single time you have demanded he wait, he did it without question.

You wouldn't be the first to manipulate him—there are still stains of blood on the floor here from the last time a victim deceived him, desecrating his mother's memory in the process—but you are the first to have the opportunity to do it over a span of time. If manipulating him is what you're doing at all. He can't tell, which is the point, and it frustrates him. How could it be anything else, though? Because just like with the questions, with the waiting, he wants to hear you continue that story. He wants to talk to you. He wants to see you again.

From where he sits, miles and miles away from where he left you, he can feel your presence. It's a sense gifted to him by this second life, this ability to know when his territory has been invaded. He tracks his victims by it, honing in on each individual presence until they are snuffed out. At this distance, he is aware of you, but passively. A caress on the back of his mind that is becoming all too familiar. His sense of you draws him in a different way than the others—he just wants to be closer.

Are you aware of what you're doing to him? Talking kindly to him, giving him gifts, in the hopes that he will care enough to continue to spare your life? And, worse than that, are you aware that it's working?

Jason lifts his mask and tears into the bread-croissant with his teeth and swallows it. It's harder than he remembers bread being, but the softer inside melts where it touches his tongue, tasting of butter. He prefers meat, but even in the midst of this newest crisis, he has to admit that it does taste…good. The most incredible thing you've had since you got here, though? You clearly haven't had the long, sweet berries that grow on the trees in his woods. They will be in season soon, maybe you would like—

He tamps down on the impulse with another bite, then a final one until all that's left is a million crumbling flakes in his lap and the towel the bread was wrapped in. He brushes the flakes off and he tries, he tries very hard, not to care that he's holding something you touched. He'll just put it in his pocket and leave it outside your door the next time he's in the area. He'll just put it in his pocket and leave it outside your door, and then he'll pet Heracles, and then you will say something new that draws him in, and he will stay longer than he meant to, and you'll get your talons further in, and—

The smart thing to do is throw the rag into a corner of his house and leave it to rot. Or maybe he can tear it into strips to make new wicks for the candles on mother's shrine. Maybe he'll carry it on him for a while longer, so he can shove it into a victim's mouth when their screaming can't be silenced by his machete quick enough.

But rather than do any of that, Jason carefully spreads the cloth over his palm. Then he removes the glove on his other hand, lets it fall to the ground while he touches his fingertips to the soft, clean material. His stomach feels tight, and his jaw clenches. He brings the material to his mouth and presses it to his lips, bunched up under his nose, and he breathes it in. Your hands were on this, however briefly, and through the scent of bread and soap, he tries to get the scent that is just yours. His tongue drags against the cloth, just once, as if he could taste you.

He feels himself stirring, stiffening, and he tears the cloth away, frustrated and disgusted with himself. None of that, not because of you, not because of anyone. He'll return the towel and stand in the rain and remove all vestiges of your influence on him.

Jason stands, his breathing the loudest thing within the walls of the house, and shoves the cloth into his pocket. But not before he rubs it between his bare fingers, just one last time, and spells the letters of your name against it.

[super-weed-ninja]

For a little over a year now I've been slowly amassing a collection of ninja turtle books and I wanna talk about some of them. Picture books, joke books, novelizations, coloring and activity books... For all different iterations and all different reading levels.

Well ok they are pretty much just kids books let's be real, but some of them are really great and it's nice to see some new adventures. I've loved ninja turtles for as long as I can remember. Watched the '80s cartoon when I was young, read the comics, caught '03 in it's first season and was hooked immediately, and have pretty well kept up with everything since, with the exception of IDW (SOON.) These books have given me a new appreciation to the TMNT.

At first I just wanted to get my hands on some '03 books, but I was at the same time falling back in love with the '87 show, and books related to that series ended up being a lot easier to find. There's new adventures, some adapted episodes of the cartoon, some from Archie comics...

A rap song to fight drugs, and a little book adapting the first live action film with the '87 boys (Raphael defenestration and all, LOOK AT MY BOY THEY KILLED HIM)

I wasn't really planning to get so many, but THESE 4 delightful books really had an effect on me.

I'll probably make another post just about these 4 books sometime because I have so much to say on them! There is such a charm about them and they've changed how I think about the '87 and Archie turtles. They also act as a prequel series to either! Each book focuses on a different turtle. You see them in some of their pre-series naivete, learning and exploring and joking around. It's really no surprise they're so good, given the author, Stephen Murphy, was a primary writer for TMNT Adventures (Archie) and Tales of the TMNT. '03 girlies, he co-authored "Sons of the Silent Age" in Mirage and was a writer for several '03 episodes!

Anyway, after reading these, I really started searching.

It's so interesting to me to read these characters in this form, from different authors with their own ideas about the turtles.

There's several unique stories in the '03 books, with wonderful illustrations. These goofballs just shine even in the silliest of the adventures. Stephen Murphy, again, shows up here as an author of '03 books. I really love how he writes the boys.

'12 tends to just be episode adaptations, although I haven't actually read the novels I have yet. '12 books have been pretty easy to find so they have not been high on my priority list, but I try to grab ones that look like unique tales!

Mikey's Nightwatcher Scrapbook was so adorable, one of my favorites! Newspaper clippings, date and time stamped sightings and attempts at catching/talking to the elusive Nightwatcher... It's very fun and endearing! The Rise novels are just retellings of episodes, but each story is told by a different character! It's not much, but it's a cute detail.

finding coloring books is HARD, and even harder is finding one that's not been used. The joke book is full of the most garbage jokes but I had some fun torturing friends with it. :3

The coloring books in particular I'd like to scan sometime to share. I remember seeing '03 coloring books around all the time while the show was running; now you're liable to find yourself in a bidding war for one! (against me)

These books have become so important to me and I wanna talk about them more so I might just start taking one every now and then and ranting about it in a post. I have about 80 various books now, and a decent list of more I'm on the hunt for.

[biomic]

Hi! I see a lot of screenshots and such from your blog for things like (I believe) Kamen Rider(?) I might be wrong please forgive me if so. I have always had a sort of vague interest in sentai media but never knew good hopping on points, do you have any personal recommendations for where an absolute beginner might jump in to watch shows like that?

if you're interested in tokusatsu, you can really start anywhere that looks cool or interesting to you! most seasons, aside from some anniversaries and the very rare sequel show, are pretty self-contained for the most part. diehard fans will make a big deal out of "good and bad starting points" but the truth is every show has been someone's first and hooked them on the genre, even the "bad" seasons (the poor quality of which is often exaggerated by fandom anyway) or the experimental entries not indicative of the wider franchise they're part of

but! if you want some real beginner friendly, you'll-probably-have-fun-with-this toku, my go-to recs for The Big Three™:

if you want to follow a team of heroes grow together as they fight evil in increasingly silly scenarios, super sentai's probably the series for you (and my favorite ^_^)

watch kiramager if you want a straightforward throwback to classic sentai. it's a back-to-basics season that gives you a good baseline of what sentai as a whole can be, while elevated enough by its stellar cast and infectious energy so as to never feel generic

shinkenger takes a more dramatic approach to the usual sentai formula, following a team of samurai recruited to serve under a lord who isn't telling them everything he knows. an incredibly stylish show that's almost sure to leave an impression

kamen rider began as a tragic hero, kidnapped by the villainous organization shocker and turned into a cyborg against his will, ultimately escaping and using his newfound abilities to put an end to their evil. since the original story, kamen rider has gone through a whole host of various different tones and storylines, arguably becoming the most versatile of the big franchises, though certain elements remain consistent like the near ever-present bug motif or our heroes using powers derived from evil for the sake of good

created in the wake of the 2011 tohoku earthquake disaster, kamen rider fourze was made with the goal to make children smile again, and that desire led to something really special. arguably The Power of Friendship™ show to end all others, and while its upbeat tone might not exactly be in line with Classic Kamen Rider™, it stands as a great entry point thanks to the passion behind it and its clear love for the genre

probably best experienced as blind as possible, kamen rider build is a rollercoaster of a series full of high stakes, mystery, intrigue, and Heated Drama Between Men™. if you want something more serialized that'll keep you on the edge of your seat throughout, build's one of the very best

i also wanna mention kamen rider gotchard, the currently airing series! we're only 8 episodes in at the time of this post, so you could catch up quick while still going through the backlog. very much a back-to-basics season, introducing pokemon-style creatures for our protagonists to catch in addition to the usual superheroics. it's been pretty cute so far :)

ultraman is a sci-fi series that typically follows a defense team created to defend the earth from aliens and kaiju, aided by the giant of light, ultraman. as opposed to the other two franchises where there's often a serial plot to follow and a centralized villain faction, ultra typically thrives with telling standalone sci-fi stories, usually aligning with a show's overarching theme and often compared to shows like star trek or the twilight zone, though recent seasons have been more willing to switch up the format

ultraman x is for anyone who's ever asked, "but... what if we could be friends with godzilla?" young XiO scientist daichi becomes bonded with the alien ultraman x and work together to protect the earth and fight for a future where humans, aliens, and kaiju can coexist. to me this is like, the platonic ideal of what ultraman is, and a perfect starting point because of it. also features several crossover episodes with past ultra seasons throughout the show, but it's all still very new-viewer friendly and could even entice you to check out some of those shows yourself!

ultraman orb, the 50th anniversary of the series, changes course by making the defense team a background component in favor of following amateur investigators and the mysterious, lone wanderer who's suddenly entered their lives (hint: he's ultraman). another iconic entry in the Heated Drama Between Men Cinematic Universe and a nice balance between ultra's classic status quo and a more modern ongoing narrative

i'd also be remiss not to mention the currently airing ultraman blazar, which i unfortunately have not been able to keep up with due to outside circumstances but have heard NOTHING but glowing praise for. it's simulcast on youtube every week with english subtitles AND an optional english dub!

pretty much all of these can be snagged over at nyaa(.)si, and x and orb can be watched legally over on tubitv(.)com!

[fuckyeahisawthat]

So I'm still super obsessed with your take that Paul's visions are an "inversion" of reality and there's one that my brain is vibrating about in particular. In part 1 there's that one shot of him and Chani (and a couple others I think but it's not clear who they are) on a ship about to land (on Caladan?), with Paul in front and Chani standing behind him.

Now maybe I'm reading too much into this or taking it too literally, but for the most part the visions that are the most obviously "inverted" were the ones concerning the two of them, so I'm wondering what your take on that particular vision might be? Could it be she's actually in front with him behind her? Which seems like an unimportant detail but there could be some deeper layer there perhaps?? idk my brain is buzzing about it and I wanna know if you have Thoughts

Heyyyy. To be fair I'm not the first person to notice the thing about Paul and Chani's positions switching in his visions; I think I first saw that on Twitter. But ooh yes let's talk about that vision.

I'm assuming you mean this series of shots, from the visions Paul has in the tent after the attack on Arrakeen:

I don't think them switching places is going to be a one-to-one thing that happens every time Paul sees them together in a vision. But there is a lot of interesting stuff to talk about here. Chani wearing black--the color of power and empire--dressed to match Paul, standing at his right hand with no Irulan in sight. Chani gazing haughtily down at Paul's followers in a way it is hard to imagine the real Chani doing. Chani seeming entirely okay with this situation.

This makes me think that this is either a possible future where she has come to accept what Paul is doing, or a future where she is pretending to accept what he is doing for reasons of her own. But, as with all Paul's visions, we don't know if this is the future. (For one, the flags are different than the ones we see at the end of Part Two; they're the traditional Atreides green, white and black instead of the red and tan Desert Power Edition.) We don't know what else Paul sees once he drinks the Water of Life, but this could certainly be a possibility for "She'll come to understand, I've seen it."

While I was watching back through this series of visions I noticed another interesting thing. In Part One, there are multiple shots where we are following Chani walking through the desert, wearing a long white dress with her hair blowing in the wind. But in Part Two, Jessica is the figure in white that Paul is following. (I also think there is at least one shot where the person in white is so backlit/out of focus that we can't tell who it is.) We also have these parallel scenes of Paul in a tent in distress over a vision: Paul seeing the vision of following Chani while Jessica is there trying to comfort him, and later in Part Two, Paul describing the nightmare/vision of following Jessica to Chani as she tries to comfort him.

The metaphor here I think is a bit more obvious--Chani and Jessica represent two opposite paths Paul could take, either embracing the prophecy or rejecting it. But it's interesting to see them connected or superimposed on each other through the visions this way. In the vision in Part One, Jessica even speaks through (or over) Chani; we see Chani say "Paul" in the same urgent way Jessica is saying it in real life.

What does all this mean? Once again, we don't know! Chani is a phantasm at this point in Part One; Paul has not actually met her in real life so it's not clear if the Chani in his visions represents an actual possible future for the real Chani, or if she operates as more of a symbol or a projection of things in his own head. I think the intent is to keep us guessing by having the visions function in different ways--some are the future, some are a version of the future but twisted, and some are metaphors or warnings, and we often don't know in advance which is which. But I'll be super curious to see if some version of this scene comes back in Dune Messiah.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Wallflower 44 (Ending 2)

Warnings: age gap, creepin’, slow burn, stepdad-adjacent, possible noncon/dubcon, abuse, violence, self-harm, manipulation, panic attack, dissociation, gaslighting, miscarriage.

Character: silverfox!Thor

Your mother meets a new man, but he doesn’t seem very interested in her.

Note: let me know if you want a loki ending and I'lldo one if I get a decent response.

<3 Another erratic drabble series. Appreciate any and all feedback. Love you all. And I didn’t expect this chapter to go this way or to be a bit longer than usual.

You stare at the bottle of the pills. 'Take these until they're all done, until it passes.' When the doctor told you what was happening to you, you didn't belive him.

It couldn't be. It. A baby. Was anyhow. Now, a miscarriage. There's no way you could be pregnant. Or could have been.

You stand in the sterile hallways. The bustle of the hospital rushes around you. The doctors and nurses are onto their next patients. You're forgotten, just like you always were.

A shiver runs through you as your mind echoes the soft noise of water, the ripples rolling from the plunge of his hand, his fingers between your legs, the sensation bubbling in you. What he told you never happened. What you never knew he did.

You take a breath and hide the pills you have to go. You want it to end. You want to leave this place and act like you were never here.

You follow the signs to the waiting room and find Thrud in a chair, elbow on the armrest, head tilted against it. As you approach she looks up and yawns. She gives a gentle smile.

"You're okay?" She stands. 

You nod. She stares at you. Expectant. Waiting for you to say more.

"So?" She prompts.

"We can go."

Her face falls, "that it? You're not going to tell what's wrong?"

"Anemic," you lie, "it's why I'm bleeding so heavy. Said I have to take pills are whatever."

"Oh. Okay, my mom had that after she got her IUD out," she says, reaching to gently touch your shoulder, "I'm glad it wasn't anything serious."

"Me too," you force a smile, "I just wanna get home and sleep."

"Yeah, mood," she sighs and jingles her keys, "we'll take it easy tomorrow."

"Sounds good to me," you walk with her towards the doors.

You can't tell her the truth. It doesn't matter. Even if she believed you, even if you could prove any of it. It's not a big deal. Besides, you should tell him first. The father. Her father.

🌻

Thrud falls asleep first. You knew she would. You're wide awake despite the frailness in your bones, the draining suck on your energy as you feel the life bleeding from you. You wait until she's snoring to move, slowly, watching her closely.

You get out of the bed and cross the room on your toes. You go into the bathroom and take out the bottle of pills from behind the toilet where you hid them. You put them back in your pocket and sidle you.

You slip on your sandals and creep through the shadows. You let yourself out the front door, shutting it carefully behind you. It's eerily dark as you descend the steps to even ground.

You watch the moon, finding your way to the villa not far from Thrud's. Your stomach churns as you look at the dark windows. You're not their for a fight, you have none left. You're there for the truth. For an end.

Your mother was always right. You're nothing more than a burden, but Thor was the only person to ever make you feel like you weren't. 

You climb onto the porch and knock. You wait out there, alone, a breeze swirling around you. You raise your hand to knock again but the door opens, just a crack as an umbrous figure looks out at you.

"Kitten," Thor's voice grits in his throat as he flicks on the indoor light, illuminating his large figure as he lets the door open further, "what are you–"

You hold up a finger against your lips. His brow furrows and he snaps his mouth shut. His confusion is obvious as he watches you speechlessly.

He nods and steps back, waving you inside. You trake the wordless invitation and enter. He shuts the door and trails you. 

You glance around. Theres is no good place to do this. There is no good way to say it.

You face him and take a breath.

"I just got back from the hospital," you state flatly.

"The hosp–"

You show your palm, begging. You need him to let you speak. He quiets and bows his head, eyes boring into you.

You pick your lip, searching for an explanation. You don't want to go over it all again; the bleeding, the pain, the fear, the exam, the doctor.

"I lost our baby," the words tumble out and stiff silence rises between you.

"That– that isn't–"

"I'm not mad."

"Kitten, I didn't."

"Thor," you say crisply, "I said I'm not mad. I'll only be mad if you keep lying to me."

He presses his lips together. His throat constricts. A tinge of red touches his cheeks. He drops his head and pushes back his silver hair from his face.

He comes close and offers his hand. You take it and let him guide you through the archway to the sitting room. He leads you to the couch and lowers you with him.

"I… it is only because I love you," he says, "I never meant to hurt you–"

Your throat locks up so tight and your eyes sting. You put your other hand over his knuckles and squeeze. You suck in a breath sharply. 

You can't go back to your mother and you never could be on your own. 

"If…" you begin. "If I hadn't lost it…" you choke, grip tightening on his hand as you tremble, "would you have taken care of it? The baby?"

"Of course, kitten, of course," he chants as he lifts his head, "I would. I would. I only ever wanted to take care of you. It's all I've ever done."

You meet his gaze. His eyes are blue and misty. You're not really sad about the baby but he is. You see the pain in him. You feel it.

"Promise?"

"I swear," he quavers.

"Okay."

"Okay?" His eyes are wide and afraid.  

He's scared of losing you. Someone like him, someone so big, so strong, is scared. Because of you. He wants you. No one's ever wanted you.

"Next time," your voice rises thin and quaky, "I want to be awake. I want to… feel you. I want to feel your love."

He brings his hand to your chin, "I should've never…"

"You never asked," you whisper.

He quiets. He dips his chin and slides his hand around your neck and pulls you into his embrace. He nestles you against his chest. You grab onto his shirt, clinging tight, and let the world roll over you.

You sob as his other hand untangles from yours. He rubs your back as your tears spill out. Tears you can't hold back or claim. Tears of anger, grief, fear, helplessness. Tears of surrender.

"You're okay, kitten," he coos, "we will know next time. We will be better, won't we?"

You clasp onto him. Next time? If that's what he wants. If that's what you have to do. You'll be whatever he wants you be, as long as he wants you.

[miusmusings]

Gmmtv 2025 Thoughts Tag Game

Rules: write your thoughts on all the gmmtv series pilots released today (or just the ones you plan to watch) and tag any 3 (or more! or less!) ppl whose thoughts you wanna know about!

We actually have quite an assortment of shows this year, so much variety!! Woo!! And very little school and uni too, count me a happy cow!

Dare You To Death - I'm not a big fan of JoongDunk (tho I do enjoy Joong alone), but the story is interesting. But it doesn't stand out much with all the offering we have from gmm this year. Will I watch this? If I'm very bored/in a watchy mood and this comes up on my yt page

Head to Head - I'm sold on the chemistry but the story is an old one. I do enjoy a good enemies to lovers, but unless it gets stellar reviews from folks here, i won't be taking a peek

Burnout Syndrome - THE SHOW THAT COULD HAVE HAD IT ALLL. It had OffGun, it has Dew. Gmm could have gone along and given us whole OffDewGun tbh. Oh well. I don't much enjoy love triangles, but GOTH GUN? WITH BLACK LIPSTICK??? and EVERYTHING Dew and Gun have going together? Don't mind if i do~

I Love "A Lot Of" You - Nanon was interesting in the trailer but it's straight. so.

Whale Store xoxo - cuteeee girliessss. what else does one need! The story hasnt captured my heart but ig i'll give it a try. if i'm bored and have time.

Only Friends: Dream On - THEY BROUGHT BACK MY HORRIBLE TERRIBLE AWFUL UPTO NO GOOD BLORBO?? and earthmix?? and JossGawin?? AND NEO??? I have been SCREAMING for months to see Boston going back to wreck-havoc-of-ppl lifestyle again and this. was an absolute dream come true. Tbh I didn't dream this big lmao. And it reminds me of a danmei i read recently so double yay! It does looks messy tho, and messiness stresses me out unless it's very well done so.... I'll start it, but idk if i'll finish it (much like the og Only Friends)

That Summer - It does look cute... but... hmm.... unless it's a real good story. i'll have to pass on. Nothing personal but with so many good shows, it's hard making time for mediocre ones (and like... real life obligations exist sob sob sob)

My Romance Scammer - I love the story line (con artists woot woot!) but the strength of the pairings remain to be seen. I'll wait for the reviews u.u

Melody of Secrets - I do love the aesthetics of this! And forcebook are great together. But the overall story line... Please don't start strong and fizzle out later, gmm, not on a good one like this!

Love You Teacher - Well i am Fascinated ✨✨I saw some 'ehhh' feelings in the show tags, but I've always loved the strange storylines so let's gooooo!! I'll watch this just to see what they're cooking, strength of storyline aside. And like PerthSanta are pretty on the screen together, they sold this series to me!

Mu Te Luv - I didn't see the trailer when it aired (needed to get me some water) and i haven't managed to gather enough motivation to see it yet. so.

Cat for Cash - CATS?????? MANY CATS???? YES. COUNT ME IN. And FK look good together too. I've been on and off with Fk over the years. Eclipse was meh. Moonlight Chicken was great. Only Friends had highs and lows. This is more cats than fk for me but i'm sat for this

Girl Rules - messy messy girlies. ON one hand i don't like mess ( i struggled to watch OF and skipped the middle eps), on the other hand - the ladies. Again, I'll start this but who knows if I'll be able to watch it all the way. I do HOPE i can watch all the way but if there's one thing in ik then t's that i can't ever trust my brain to finish smt :')

Boys In Love - I'm.... not sold. But I can see why we might need a few predictable, overdone bls. And I don't blame gmm, tho i won't be watching.

My Magic Prophecy - I do like JimmySea together but I'm not sold on the story. I'll be waiting for the reviews for this one too

A Dog and A Plane - TayNew have never disappointed me AND the story looks great! Predictable, but we enjoy easy romcoms in this household. I'll be watching this one :D

Me And Thee - again, i can never hate an easy, predictable romcom that's up my alley! And the pilot made me realize just how damn pretty Pond Naravit is. Like ik he's pretty, but this was downright illegal. I'm parking myself here more for Pond's face than the story, but i do hope they give us a good one, or i'll probably leave this unfinished, too :')

Wu - I've heard the talks about SkyNani.... and they do look good. But the pilot was too vague. I'll wait for the actual trailers to air.

Memoir of Rati - Historic bl??? in my life?? YES AND THANK YOU. I didn't manage to finish Wandee Goodday but that was cause of the story. GreatInn and always great. And also AouBoom??? Class difference?? Potential long distance relationship?? Maybe a bit of colonial hints? Delicious~

Ticket To Heaven - Now I ain't christian, but damn me if catholic guilt and religious imagery isn't peak aesthetics and feels. This gives me very missionary school vibes we have in the local here, and i've grown up hearing all about them even if i didn't see it directly (and thank heavens for that!) Also GemFourth are always a treat ❤️

No pressure tags: @ohanny @le-trash-prince @valentinaonthemoon

@enigmaharper @bubbalakebrome @persistinghorrors

@gaiaxygang @mrs-lunna @binary5tar1117

@poetry-protest-pornography @neolynne @doublel27 and every person who sees this! Join innnn :D

[willowshimmer]

So I watched Fiona And Cake and I'm hooked...

First episode:

I love how it started with all the colors and how it felt! The voice acting was spot on and it felt surreal with the pastel theme.

"I don't wanna go to work......" Relatable... Especially since my school will start soon...

The way Cake is acting really true actually! Minus the ice... Also when cats ears and nose are cold that means they are healthy! If their hot then that means the cat is sick.

I honestly did not know Fionna's job was a thing....

When I saw Marshall Lee I screamed. I live for his DESIGN! And his personality.

Love Fern's hair. That's all I have to say.

Man Fionna's Boss is short I thought they were a kid.

Love Fionna's reaction from getting fired...And how she technically flipped of her now old boss.

PRINCE GUMBALL or should I say Gary...

Gary's so adorable! I would love to try the cookies he made! They look delicious and sweet and the latté there!

Fuck Gary's boss! He don't deserve to work with that short ass dwarf (No offense to anyone who's short) he deserves better!

When Marshall started singing I was just amazed by the voice acting again! Like such voice is amazing for him!

Oh the poor coffee...

Aw! Marshall likes the cookies! I hope he meets Gary some episode!

I don't trust this version of Lumpy space princess...

I LOVE HUNTER! They are so gentle and nice! I get a bit of gender enby vibes from them.

I LOVED THIS EPISODE!♥️

Below is the next episode review cause this is getting a bit long and cause I explore a few dark topics.

Second Episode:

I missed Simon so much!

I don't like how he's basically a human attraction to the citizens. I just don't feel comfortable with that cause of anxiety and I don't like getting asked questions in general.

I personally think that kid should've just left Simon alone and not talk about his past to HIS ENTIRE FAMILY!

I do think what's interesting about the trauma of Simon is that he's so traumatized from his past as the "Ice King" to the point he can't look at ice without freaking out. It's like soldiers who have been in wars and are so traumatized by loud sounds to the point they just at times attack.

I like Finn's new design! It matches well with now personality.

And I like how TV (One of Jake's kids) is with him.

So wait Jake's DEAD!?

Blindfolded into a forest... What could go wrong?

I really love the forest layout cause of colorful and bright it is! It blends in with the vibe it's going for.

I was at first like "Woah there's blood!" When Jake killed the fish but then it made sense cause Adventure Time came out year's ago and they now they're audience has grown since then so it makes sense.

I would love to hear more stories from before Simon was the Ice King.

"SUCK ON THESE NUTS!" YES!!

More things that I noticed about Simon when he was fighting the bear thing is that he's not a fighter, he's not violent, he's just trying to fit in the best he can but even he can't cause of how people keep reminding him about his past as the Ice King.

I know what Finn did was irresponsible cause he just blindfolded Simon and led him into a forest but let me explain. He's lost Jake. And when Jake dies he was probably and most likely devastated since he lost the only person he was mostly close to a that was like a brother to him. That's his way of coping with stuff! But he doesn't know alot about Simon so he tried to do the one thing that helped HIM! He tried.

I was so HAPPY to see Marceline and Bubblegum again!

I find it very funny that Bubblegum's skin sticks to the tattoo gun.

Love Marceline's new hair cut as well.

I just Simon to be happy with his wife! Is that to much to ask!?😭

Also I think I catched a Steven universe reference when Cake came out Simon's hair.

This episode was heavy and full of emotion to unpack and I think I like that!

I love the series so far and hope more of it soon!

Also I'M BACK!

[munsons-maiden]

hi...ok so I am not trying to be negative but I really wanna vent my feelings...I am now 100% convinced that Eddie is not coming back, especially after seeing the memorial statue leak and Dustin's arm tattoo....at most they will give Eddie a flashback to traumatize Dustin and the rest of the fandom...I'm so disappointed in the writers for that because they could've sent a good message by bringing Eddie back... making it interesting but all they will do is give Eddie the justice4barb re-heated storyline and Dustin's entire story arc would be the same as Nancy's in s2...Dustin deserves an original storyline, not a re-heated mess...also the fact that we have not gotten anything related to Joseph Quinn on the set...like not a single leak...so it is safe to say Eddie may not be back, regardless of that I will still watch s5 as I have been a fan since s1,

it just makes me so sad because I have never had a fav character in Stranger Things...like I loved all the characters but I never had a fav until s4 with Eddie, tbh I don't wanna watch s5 just out of spite but ik I will end up watching it...

Thank you for all your theories and speculation...they really cheered me up...

Sorry for the late reply, I've wanted to think about this because you're right, the Duffers aren't exactly great writers and I'd definitely agree that it would fit if they'd just leave him dead and give him the re-heated Barb story line, but the thing is, there have been hints at his return, and of them that absolutely can't have been a coincidence, which is the background colour of his Netflix icon. That was intentional and we know from previous seasons that that's exactly the kind of hint they'd drop for us to spot.

As for the leaks...it's been almost a year of filming and we didn't get any leaks and now that they're about to wrap the internet is flooded with them. There will always be leaks, most of them fake, and this is the final season of one of the biggest shows ever, not on Netflix but in general. I firmly believe that every leak out there is either made up but people seeking attention for a few seconds or made up by Netflix people who know exactly that leaks are a) an amazing way to keep the hype up/rekindle it in preparation for the release of the season and b) who know they can use fake leaks to steer our attention to other things. Don't you think it's weird that there are no Eddie leaks at all? I mean, he was the most celebrated and hyped up character of the series to the point the producers called our love for him the Eddie Phenomenon, and Joe Quinn is still being asked on a regular basis whether Eddie will return. They know we're waiting for anything to give that away. Yet there's not one single leak out there regarding Eddie - not ones telling us he'll be back and also not a single one telling us he definitely won't be back. All these leaks and especially leaked photos feel staged to hold our attention at where they want it to be. Again, I could be wrong, but a perfectly clear shot of Steve and Dustin at the epilogue of the story dropping the huge spoiler that they'll both survive? It's either fake, or seriously makes me wonder what's gonna happen in this season if such a huge thing is revealed before the first teaser trailer actually dropped.

I mean, that's just my opinion/ gut feeling and my two cents about the matter because in the end we don't know anything about the final season yet, but...I still believe he'll be back. (And if he truly doesn't return in the final season, I'm absolutely certain they'll give him a spin-off series like they did with Loki.)

[gunsatthaphan]

GMMTV 2024 part 1 - review

another year, another lineup, another post that no one asked for dhkgdf

But here are my thoughts on the announced shows from today (in order of announcement, BLs are marked with a 🏳️‍🌈, personal favorites are marked with a 🌟):

My Precious The Series: This project has been lingering around for 4 years now since it was announced and I'm tired lmao why are they making this into a series now??? I have many questions. I never had any desire to watch the movie, it seems like a generic coming of age drama oozing with unnecessary nostalgia so it's a pass for me. .

Ploy's Yearbook (🌟): I like this one!!!! It's giving I'm Tee Me Too but with a female ensemble cast, all of which are fantastic and also the rest of the cast is very promising and we're in for a lot of new ships - I was hoping Earth and the other 30yr olds would finally be free of the blue shorts but maybe this the last one 🤡 but anyway yes I will definitely be tuning into that one 👍🏻 .

We Are (🏳️‍🌈): I'm just gonna go ahead and assume this is the WabiSabi show because it looks terrible. Like how lazy do you have to be to just throw a bunch of BL side- and 1 mainstream couple into the same show with the most basic plot you can think of like what a joke?? WinnySatang are another side couple in this so either they're getting their actual debut show in part 2 or this has all been a scam lol. I expected a lot more, same goes for AouBoom and MarcPawin, who I was hoping would maybe get a comeback show. Also PondPhuwin going from NLMG to this is.... a choice. Don't wanna judge too fast but the trailer made it seem like no effort went into this at all. Hoping for a better end result. .

The Trainee (🏳️‍🌈): Oh look!!! It's OffGun show number 6 lmao rip. I'm not gonna comment on this matter again, I guess they'll just be around forever and that's that lmao. But anyway I'm a little confused by this show, the premise seems fun but?? I have questions lol. I'm excited to see View and Piploy though and I'll just keep an open mind. .

Only Boo (🏳️‍🌈): How did we go from Only Friends to Only Boo lmao what a downgrade. I wanted an all-newbie BL and I'm excited to finally see some new faces but I guess I fooled myself into anticipating a setting that's not highschool lmao. This is another show that I'm clearly too old for but it's also the MSP of 2024 and that ended up being nicer than expected so maybe this will be the same. We shall see. .

Pluto (🏳️‍🌈 🌟): I'm 😭😭😭 This was such a huge surprise I'm still shook lmao. Namtan and Film is not only a couple I never expected in 432 years lmao but also a very strong combination in terms of acting and I'm SO into it. They're revisiting a plot about a disability which is still something I'm dreading about Last Twilight so I guess it comes down to the director again. Let's hope they do it justice. Also the twin story could be tricky, I'm getting some Not Me vibes plot-wise but regardless the trailer looks super interesting to me, also Ciize and Kapook?? YES please. I'm so hyped for this!!!! 🥺 .

On Sale (🌟): Ghostbusters but make it TayNew? I love it lol this looks so fun, I'm very intrigued. I wasn't a huge fan of New before but he climbed up the ladder with The Warp Effect real fast because he undeniably excels at playing awkward goofy characters and this looks like another chance for him to showcase that lol. Him and Tay have always worked better as a comedic duo for me so I'm actually excited that this will be more of a bromance situation lol. Also Mook and Jan are excellent additions so I will be watching this for sure!! .

Ossan's Love Thailand (🏳️‍🌈, remake): I have very mixed feelings about this, I have not seen the original show but from what I've gathered, this does not seem fitting for EarthMix, also is it really necessary to remake another Japanese BL? But this is coming from someone who's not exactly a JBL connoisseur so I guess I'm biased. It seems that after MLC they became enthusiastic about the idea of casting EM in more mature roles which I endorse very much but aren't the people in the OG literally 40 💀 idk I'm curious to see what they make of it and also if we will ever get to see a trailer because we all know how that went with Cherry Magic lol. oh well. .

My Golden Blood (🏳️‍🌈🌟): Well well well. what do we have here. This is for sure the biggest surprise since Be My Favorite lmao I can't believe Gawin is bringing yet another retired BL actor back from the dead and this time it's supernatural kjdhgd. The vampire genre is something I never thought GMMTV would take on but like?? I'm excited?? I'm so happy to see my boy Gawin in another main role and Joss is such an interesting partner but he fits the genre very well imo lol. Also Neo and Mond?? I'm so ready. Hoping for a release around Halloween next year for obvious reasons lol ✌🏻 .

Kidnap (?): Another show another confusion lmao this looks like Double Savage 2.0 to me, Ohm is caught in another mafia situation but this time not with his brother but with someone who's either a bro or a 💖 bro 💖 lmao but this smells like bromance to me. Ohm would never. And besides that I'm not really intrigued. next. .

Summer Night: This is kinda strange because everything about this seems like a BL but... it's not? the first 30 seconds had me convinced PhuwinDunk were gonna be the new thing on the block lmao but yeah apparently not. If I squint my eyes I would think this is Hidden Agenda 2 but with more girls lol and tbh I expected another JD series but regardless the plot seems a bit generic to me so I'm on the fence about it for now. .

Wandee Goodday (🏳️‍🌈): This looks like the Walmart version of Only Friends tbh but guess what I'm on board lmao. It's AllThis Entertainment's new project which means no Eclipse Season 2 (thank god). Great and Inn are a pair I did not see coming and tbh I did not expect Great to even take on a BL role to begin with but I'm intrigued! The director has been moving on a vast spectrum of different genres lately and this is another one that's completely different from their previous works. But I'm excited. It looks kinky and violent. perfect. .

Highschool Frenemy: All I'm seeing is people beating each other up and calling each other friends afterwards so yeah. not my thing. next. .

My Love Mix-Up (🏳️‍🌈, remake): I'm not a huge fan of this, not just because I didn't like the original but because I was hoping to see GemFourth in a different setting. I'm confident they can do it justice though and deliver a good outcome, especially regarding the comedy, but other than that this isn't going on my watchlist for now. .

conclusion: this was a wild rollercoaster lol, every trailer was a stressful game of Het, Gay or Bromance lmao - The majority of this lineup was not to my liking but then again I appreciated the variety because from puppy love highschool romance to gay vampires is a spectrum you really can't complain about lmao. My 2 highlights for now are Pluto and My Golden Blood simply because they're both a massive surprise that they kept very well hidden lol, I'm also intrigued by Wandee Goodday and Ploy's Yearbook because those have great ensemble casts.

One thing I'm missing from the BL lineup though is a genuine romance, something that's deep and genuine and more mature. What they announced seems fun but for the most part either silly or drowned out by 32 couples at the same time lol. so I really hope we will get something a little more serious that also talks about lgbt issues in part 2; Something like Be My Favorite would be nice, maybe minus the supernatural element.

I did not expect them to announce 15 series already, considering this is only part 1 so who knows what part 2 will bring. I'm expecting FK to make an appearance as well as PerthChimon since they are the only 2 couples that have not shown up, also possibly JoongDunk because I can't imagine they would separate them just yet. Looking forward to December! ✌🏻

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