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waddlewaddlewaddlewaddle · 11 months ago

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Summary: Life leads you to treacherous roads after deciding to enter the dangerous life you knew well not to follow.Having gojo by your side inviting you deeper and deeper into all that’s wrong in the world, inciting you to be selfish and carefree wasn’t supposed to be to your liking, so why do you shiver with adrenaline every time he decides to be the devil on your shoulder?

Contents: Mafia boss gojo x secretary reader.(civilian au ig)

-Secret crush!!

-Yandere Gojo.

Gojo being an egocentric bitch! Wealthy gojo! X no nonsense reader.

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Warnings: Simp Gojo ig, trigger warning if you’re not interested in anything mafia related. The narration of this story is inspired by Latin and Asian mafia.

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The car was slightly quiet, besides Gojo’s occasional replies to his phone call. The chauffeur seemed to have his mouth taped shut, only focusing on taking you to the warehouse where your boss's jets are stored.

The 3 a.m. breeze passing through the window and kissing your face is starting to make your cheeks cold to the touch. The night’s temperature makes you kind of regret your outfit choice, but what could you say? Leaving the drugs and mafia behind, it was your first time visiting China! You were so excited for every new experience there was to offer. You may be there on a “business trip,” but considering all your expenses are paid, you might as well make it memorable. That led you to go all out when choosing the first outfit you’d wear when flying private. Your chest was adorned by a burgundy sleeveless turtleneck top, a black miniskirt that hugged your waist, and some below-the-knee leather-heeled boots that combined with your top.

You quickly shook the regret away. Your priority is to progress on this week's worth of work, taking advantage of the current free time you have. Your soft fingertips quickly tapped the warm computer resting on your thighs. Unbeknownst to yourself, the tall figure with fluffy white hair scratched his undercut with one hand while the other lazily held the phone close to his ear. He couldn’t help but dare to take a peek at your smooth legs. He tried to contain himself, which he really did, but his eyes couldn’t help but wander up your thighs. The phone call is now long forgotten, only working as a background nose for his shameful fantasy, where he lies his head on your cushiony, soft thighs while your long nails trace figures along his scalp.

-“Whatcha looking at doesn’t like my outfit or what?”-You question catching him off guard after finally noticing his burning stare.

Gojo’s eyes widened in surprise, but his ego wasn’t going to let him keep quiet and possibly seem embarrassed in front of you or anyone. So he quickly fixed his posture and struck back.

-“Are those the boots I gave you for Christmas? It's the first time I’ve seen you wear them. They don’t look completely hideous on you.”

Gojo thanked whatever god still had mercy on him for giving him the perfect excuse to look your way.

-“It is the first time I’m wearing them!!! How did you notice?” - You giggled at him shamelessly, flashing him your pearly whites. How could you do this to him? Now he wanted to buy every pair of boots in the world just to see your smile as you showed them off to him and blushed at him.-“ I wish I was as easily observant as you. You’re once again correct. I just wanted to save them for a nice event.”

-“You've never been on a plane before?"

-“Not a private one.”

Poor you.

So your first time is going to be with me, huh? How sweet.” Gojo joked proudly, wearing a smug smile.

You threw some sticky notes at his head that you had in your purse, to which he just responded with a low and slow cackle.

The chauffeur looked back in surprise, wondering how you still had all your extremities together after disrespecting the boss like that.

You now rest your chin on the window as you approach the warehouse. After passing various checkpoints with armed men in the middle of nowhere, you finally arrive at his warehouse.

Geto ordered around the employees as they packed something onto the jet. You couldn’t continue snooping since one of your guards opened the door to signal you to leave the car.

As you get off, you feel the rough concrete make friction with your boots. As you start to explore the view, you see like five warehouses surrounding the pathway. As your assistants grab the luggage in the trunk, you look around for familiar faces.

You promptly see your boss appear from the side of the train and shortly walk over to you.

-“Ladies first.” -He points with his head to the open silver jet door.

You glance back at him in a distrusting manner and soon head into the aircraft. The cabin smelled sterile, the hallways were wide and decorated with cashmere white seats adorned by cedar walls with floating tables and big round windows to your side was a twin bed with feathery pillows and cushiony covers.

-“Can i sleep here? If I fall asleep right now, I might avoid jet lag.” - You ask this question while settling down on the bouncy bed, you avoided giving any compliments to your boss, you didn’t want to seem easily surprised by his extravagant wealth.

-“Tired already? I thought you wanted to spend the night with me.”-He banters as usual.

-“As if you could offer me a good night.”- You joke back, and he simply raises an eyebrow.-“I’m feeling a little groggy, but if you need me up, I’ll be charging you a nighttime fee in USD of course, since we are traveling internationally.”

Gojo opens his mouth to respond but is shortly interrupted by his godmother.

-“Gas tanks are full; flights starting in 5.”-Comments the raven head while serving himself and Gojo a cup of whiskey from the bar.

-“Want some?” -He asks, looking toward your direction.

-“It’s 3 a.m.; what type of question is that? Pass the bottle, bro.”-You respond while tying your hair for a fun night.

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Your knocked-out body is seen slugging on the before mentioned bed, neck in a creepy pose and your cheeks painted red. Your skirt is slightly riding up on your thighs,barely noticeable to the untrained eye,but still too much for Gojo's liking.

Gojo and Geto are sitting down in the seats in front of you, enjoying the spectacle of your drunken self. They’re still completely sober from their third glass of whisky.

Gojo takes his phone out and is about to take a picture until Geto grabs his hand.

-“Better not; what if she gets mad and fucks up our taxes.”- His best friend intervenes.

Gojo quietly nods and reincorporates himself into his seat, spreading his legs as far as possible , sliding his Ferragamo shoes across the carpet to touch your boots with the tip of his footwear.

After strutting back into the cabin from speaking with the pilots in the cockpit,Geto let’s gojo know that they’re landing in Sanduzhen in about an hour, just to later disappear into one of the rooms on the jet. Meanwhile, Gojo is still staring at your freshly run-over deer pose.

You look so uncomfortable.

You may even wake up with neck pain.

He wasn’t very content with the thought of you waking up hungover and with neck pain.

He sat up and looked around to see if anyone was looking at him, then strategically hooked his arm under your knees while grasping your arms with the other hand. Once he had you in a bridal position, he crouched down a bit and grabbed your leather purse to later stand back up again. He was so tempted to just stand there and hold you in his arms like a big baby and feel your hot breath tickle his neck, but he recognized you both have a busy day ahead of you, so he simply had to ignore your sweet cotton candy perfume and lay you to rest. He swiftly headed to the back of the cabin, where his bedroom is located, to next effortlessly open the door and shut it behind himself.

He laid your limp body cozily on the comforter, and he then proceeded to carefully sit on the bed while side-eyeing you to see if you would flutter your eyes open and catch him red-handed. Once he confirmed you were out like a light, he gently unzipped your boots and put them aside to then cover you with the thickest, softest blanket he could find.

He just as carefully stood up and was just about to walk off and do whatever shady shit he usually does when he realized he deserved a treat for being such a gentleman, right?

He crouched down to your face level and took his big, cold, and scarily pale hand and tamed the wild hairs that cover your face. His pointer finger then started to trace all your factions. He could feel his cheeks burn as your soft skin met with his finger tips. As if he weren’t already testing the limits of his self-control, his gaze faltered at the sight of your pink, rosy lips, slightly agape. He was better than this; he knew better than to fantasize about locking lips with his secretary. But he needed to get something out of it, something that was worth the agony he experienced at the thought that he couldn’t just lay next to you and cuddle away the cold, something worth his jagged breaths as he tried to ignore your intoxicating scent or worth making him hate himself as he acted like a teenage boy around you, like he wasn’t beheading some messengers from a rival gang then sending some of their parts to their boss and their families.

So he said, Fuck it, and submerged his head between your neck and hair as he inhaled your essence. After getting drunk on your scent, he backed off and planted a chaste kiss on your bare shoulder. He wishes to plant many more, but one is all he can afford for the moment.

Then he decided to finally leave before doing anything crazy, and to his luck he managed to withdraw from his room a few minutes before Geto left his own.

-“Satoru.”

-“Yeah?” The white-haired man replied, concealing his previous high adrenaline rush.

-“Do you think she’ll find out?”

After his best friend muttered that sentence, every drop of joy drained from his system.

-"What’s done is done.”

The godmothers face winced before an announcement was heard on the cabin speakers.

“Ladies and gentlemen, it’s your pilot speaking; we have arrived in Shanghai, mainland China.”

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A/n: Hello my beautiful angels , I hope you enjoyed this chapter. What do you guys think gojo is hiding from the reader? Did you like the secret one sided romance going on? I’d like to remember y’all that suggestions and request are open. Once again comments are appreciated, until next time, kisses.💋

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cat--4 · 3 months ago

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intro post!!

hiiii i was scrolling through people’s blogs and realized i never made an intro post, so here we are!!

basic info:

name: Cat, Cat__4. it doesn’t really matter, just don’t use my real name if you know it

age: not saying, but i am a minor.

i’m straight. Emmy, i will beat the queer allegations, trust.

pronouns: she/her and am i biological female

race: asian american. no, i don’t eat dogs or cats.

other random info: fyi, i’m not the most active person, i will be occasionally on and off tumblr and stuff so yeah! possibly having ADHD, who knows? not me! overall i am a dry texter, so don’t take it personally if my messages/responses are dry.

Fandoms/hyperfixations!!!!

Fandoms are JJK, star wars (tho not as involved) , Lifesteal SMP( i don’t watch as often), Minecraft (in general).

and Webtoons!!!

i’m basically obsessed with almost webtoon i read, so here’s the list:

Omniscient Reader, SBG, Villain to Kill, G.O.D., Down to Earth, Morgan’s and Oz, 1HP Club, Rebirth, Code Adam(hiatus), My Deepest Secret(finished), Marry My Husband(finished), The Guy Upstairs (and indefinite hiatus), unOrdinary, Castle Swimmer, MGNB, SubZero, Lumine (finished), Time-Limited Genius Dark Knight, Hand Jumper, City of Blank, Love 4 a Walk, Silent Screams, Hand Jumper, Behind Her Highness’s Smile, Mafia Nanny, Angel of Death, To the Stars and Back(finished), Heartstopper

id say no NSFW in my asks (if anything comes in lol)

please don’t ask abt controversial topics, i practically live under a rock with the news

i may or may not curse or have swear words in my posts as an fyi

NO HATE AGAINST LGBTQ+ COMMUNITY, OR I WILL NOT HESITATE TO BLOCK YOU.

anyways, have fun!!

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riaarivic · 2 years ago

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HATE 10: UGH! (M) I MYG x F!reader

🌙 Pairings YoongixReader

🌙 Genres Mafia!AU, Smut, Angst, Action, Thriller, Enemies to lovers

🌙 Rating 18+ minors DNI

🌙 Summary You were an INTERPOL Agent assigned to infiltrate the depths of the most powerful Gang in South Korea: The Seven Moons. Your objective: to impersonate the daughter of one of their leaders and destroy the operation from within. That is, if they don't discover you first.

And Traitors won’t have the mercy of a quick death

🌙 Warnings For this chapter: Minor character death, drugs, foul language, mentions of organized crime. If any of theses topics make you unconfortable, please don't read this chapter. This is a mafia au, and organized crime is not all handsome boys and nice cars. This chapter and the next one are DARK.

So, if any of this triggers you, see you on chapter 12. Don't worry, you'll still understand the story. But no, this is not a filler chapter.

🌙 A/N At no time do I (the author) encourage this activity in real life, it is important that you know that the criminal acts in this book are that, a crime, as well as harmful to health and should not be romanticized. This is all a work of fiction for entertainment purposes.

Love, Ria

🌙 Chapter wordcount 5k (the longest one yet)

🌙 Series Index

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HATE 10: UGH! (M) I MYG x F!reader

Rage? Of course you need it When it burns up there's always a reason Mayhaps it’s our history Sometimes it changes the world

Anger.

That was all Suga could feel right now.

Red, hot, flaming anger.

That’s all he could feel since he received the call from JHope telling him that you had been kidnapped and no one knew where you were.

But the worst was when he learned who was suspected for your disappearance.

The Jade Dragon.

Of course anger was necessary.

He felt like a man about to lose his sanity.

But before he did…

He would kill a few men first.

The dimly-lit interrogation room was filled with the stench of sweat and fear. Suga stood across from an old man in cuffs, his ruined demeanor did not change the fact that he once was one of the most powerful men in the Asian mafia clans.

Wang Jiaer.

The former second in command of the Jade Dragon.

That Kim Dohan captured and thrown into a wet, dimly lit room in the basement of the Seven Moons Mansion.

Like a fallen warrior.

That was turned into a war souvenir for Kim DoHan.

"Where is she?" Suga demanded.

The old man coughed, spewing blood on the concrete floor of the dimly lit basement. He grimaced, his wrinkled face twisting into a grotesque smile. “Still haven’t learned any manners I see, young man.”

Suga glowered at the former leader of Jade Dragon, his grip tightening on the baseball bat in his hands. “You seem awfully cheerful for a dead man, old timer.”

"I don't know what you're talking about," the man stammered, his eyes darting around the room. The old man chuckled. “I’ve been dead for 20 years, boy. Your Leader just didn’t have the balls to finish the job.” His grin widened, showcasing his blood stained teeth. “Not like you.”

Suga swung the bat, smashing the old man’s fingers with a sickening crack. The man shrieked, his pained cries echoing in the empty basement. "Where is she?" she asked for a second time.

The man's eyes widened in surprise. "What makes you think that I would know something about it? I'm here," he said, lifting his hand to show the cuffs “and my clan is done for, your Leader made sure of it.”

"Because nothing happens above ground without you hearing about it," Suga replied, his eyes narrowing. "And I don’t know, the pile of bodies with a pretty memo sitting on Jhope’s bay with your clan emblem on it, might really send a message.”

The young gangster rounded the table that stood between them to be in front of the old man “I am going to ask only one more time. We’ll see how many more parts of you I’ll have to break before you die,” He paused “Where is Lee NaRi?”

The old man panted, his mangled fingers twisting at unnatural angles. But his eyes glinted with amusement. “Still don’t have the stomach for this, do you boy?”

Suga grabbed the old man’s collar and hauled him up from the chair, growling into his bruised face. “Do not fucking test me, Wang”

The old man chuckled. “You bark loud but your bite is lacking. I told you, the Jade Dragon clan is finished. I have been your family’s pet for 2 decades, I know nothing.”

The man gave him a low chuckle. "But I did hear about that, corpse container. Nice touch, a litte on the dramatic side. Not our style though" he paused and leaned towards Suga. “Oh, yes. You look just like your father, boy. He must be very proud in whatever deep corner of hell he ended up...”

“I DO NOT HAVE FUCKING TIME FOR YOUR GAMES, WANG!” Suga screamed at the man’s face, interrupting him, his gaze piercing. "And my father is Kim Dohan. He is very much alive," he said, his voice dripping with venom. "Start talking, and if you say something of value I might give you something you want."

"You and I both know that is not your father's name. And what do you know about what I want, young man?" the man asked, his voice barely a whisper.

“Death” Suga said simply “you know there’s nothing for you outside these walls anymore. You want release”

“Oh, no. I want retribution, young man. I want Kim Dohan’s entire bloodline to suffer and disappear from the face of the Earth. I want that everything he has ever wanted to be suddenly ripped from his bloody hands… and only then, I want to die” Suga could see the warrior inside the old second in command; he was beaten, malnourished, there wasn’t an inch of skin that wasn’t bruised.

But he still commanded power.

Suga let out a tired sigh knowing there was no other way to make Wang talk. So he let go of the baseball bat he had on his hands to bow his head.

“Please.”

His men behind him looked at him in shock.

One of the young leaders of The Seven Moons was…

Beggin.

Even the old second in command couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. But he semed to be pleased.

“You must really care for this girl If you are willing to trade your pride for her” The old man sighed and tried to stand up, but his bruised legs could not let him. He extended one hand to take Suga’s “We did not do it. That is all I know. We are not responsible for the girl’s disappearance.” His voice was a dead man's sincerity. Suga knew he wasn't lying.

He didn't have to.

“Then who took her? Someone else is pulling the strings, someone on the inside. They knew where she was going and that she only had one bodyguard with her. Was it...was it my brother? Was it Namjoon?” Suga tried and failed to not let his voice break.

Anger was starting to wear off.

And something else was bubbling inside him.

The old man sighed, shaking his head with an incredulous smile. “Your family and your trust issues. Always so quick to turn on your own blood.” His eyes glinted ominously. “The person responsible for the girl’s kidnapping is the same person who is responsible for the death of your father and the disappearance of your mother”

“My mother is dead.”

“Did you see a body? Listen young boy, you came here looking for the truth. And this is the only one I can give you. After all this time, at least you showed some manners and I owe it to her.” The old man paused and he knew he was waiting for him to continue “Your Leader killed your grandfather. To start the clan wars and then he killed your father. But Kim DoHan could never kill your mother”

The room went silent.

Like the moment right after a lighting strikes.

Suga was waiting for the thunder.

“Your mother is alive. Young man, and I think is time you go see her, she will know where the girl is. If you can find her first.” The look on Suga's face was a mix of confusion and anger.

“I gave you what you wanted and I kept my promise” the man whispered. “Now give me what I want”

With a swift move Suga got his gun outside his holster and shot the old man right between his eyes.

Death.

A clean shot.

There it was, the thunder.

The terrifying sound hat announced the beginning of the storm that was starting to brew on Suga’s soul.

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Location unknown, South Korea

Tap...

A leak was falling from the ceiling, the lack of windows and the artificial light coming in from the other room told you that you were in some sort of basement.

You were starting to regain consciousness and your survival instinct kicked in immediately.

Your brain was on agent mode observing everything that could tell you anything about where you were and who were your captors.

Your eyes started traveling around the room, the walls are made of rough concrete, with no decorations or furnishings to make the space more comfortable. A metal door with a small window and a sliding bolt lock separates the basement from the rest of the building, making escape impossible.

The only furniture in the room is a mattress on the floor, a bucket in the corner for waste disposal, and a small table with a lamp and a chair where the protagonist's captor might sit to watch over her. The air is musty and stale, with a faint smell of dampness and mildew.

Remember every fucking thing you see, there is no time for a panick attack. You thought.

Pay attention.

You could distinguish a factory logo on the wall in front of you.

There were no such buildings in Seoul, so you must be on the outskirts?

Unless, you had been moved to another state while you were unconscious.

You could also tell that you were nowhere near the coast by the absence of saltpeter in the structures.

You knew that at least three men were in charge of you, all carrying firearms and pocket knives.

But from what you had seen they had no clan markings.

Not a single tattoo.

Nothing to identify them.

That was strange...

That was all you had been able to discover so far, you weren’t sure how long you had been in that room

They kept you drugged, almost unconscious for the most part. But you could guess that it had been at least a day because they had fed you twice.

So far none of the men had spoken to you, they just went in to bring you food and came back out. Without looking at you, if you spoke to them they did not respond.

You heard them speaking in a dialect you could not quite place. But you knew it was from China.

Which was weird.

The members from the Jade Dragon were all from Beijing, a few of them from some northern regions.

But you were almost sure they were speaking in Wu.

Which was fucking weird.

Because the Shanghai triad did not work with the Jade Dragon.

Not at all.

You said it two times before.

It was weird.

You were sitting on a mattress that seemed to be dirtier than the floor itself; with your hands starting to feel numb from the restraints that immobilized you. Your head hurt a little and you could still hear a ringing in your ears from the loud blow you had taken.

You were almost sure that you had a concussion and that the head wound was going to leave a scar...

At the very least.

You knew it was useless to try to escape even if she broke free of your restraints because you had been unconscious when you were taken there. You had no idea how far you were from the exit, nor how many men might be outside the place.

You were very good in combat but going outside like this was suicide.

Fuck.

You knew perfectly well the dangers you were exposing yourself to every time you accepted a mission. This was not the first time you have been in such a situation.

There were some scars on your skin that were proof of how dangerous your job was.

And then…

There were the other scars you couldn't see.

Those really hurt.

You had to stay calm.

Your best hope was that you would be found soon.

At least you hoped so.

No, you knew Yoongi would look for you.

Hopefully he was going to find you alive.

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Suga just killed a man.

And he was about to kill another.

Specifically the one who let you leave the house with only one bodyguard.

“Namjoon!” Suga kicked open the doors to the meeting room where all his brothers were. “If even one hair on her head isn't intact when we find her, I'm going to kill you. It's a fucking promise”

Suga was past the point where he could control himself.

Anger was a fire that consumed everything in its path and the Second in Command would be the first target.

“Suga. Know. Your fucking. Place” Namjoon, who was sitting on the top of the table, barked each of the words as an order “I won't let you talk to me that way.”

The black-haired man let out a sinister laugh “Ah, you won’t? Then tell me brother, how is it that Nari, who is supposed to be our greatest responsibility, left this house without enough protection? “He paused when he was in front of him “With your permission?”

On the meeting room’s table you could see open computers and messy papers sprawled everywhere you looked.

To say that the seven Moons were in chaos was an understatement.

And what made things worse The Leader sent them a clear message:

He will not help them find the young heiress.

You were their responsibility.

And whatever happened to you.

Kim DoHan swore to his sons, he would do it to them.

“I don't have to explain anything I do to you, Suga” Namjoon looked right into his eyes. Even if Suga was raging like a demon fresh out of hell, the Second in Command was intimidating. A calm sinister demeanor surrounding him.

“You don't have to explain yourself?!? “ That was enough for the clan’s shadow to lose control and throw the first punch straight to his face “You break a promise, you lose a finger remember? Didn't we all swear to protect our father?” Suga screamed right at Namjoon’s face, Jhope tried to separate them but The eldest brother held him back.

“This is on them,” he said.

Suga threw a second punch and this time Namjoon didn't dodge it, he let him hit him again “Do it then.” He took out a knife from his coat pocket “Start by cutting my finger. But after you finish with mine, you are next. Or did you forget that we also swore not to touch her?” The black-haired man's eyes widened, he knew he wasn't doing a good job of hiding his nightly trips to the girl's window.

The taller one held the knife by the edge of the blade hard enough for drops of blood to start dripping on the expensive fur rug. “Did you think no one would find out that you spend every night in her room? Weren't you supposed to follow her everywhere? Why didn't you follow her today? Where were you at the beauty salon?”

Shit.

As hard as it was for him to admit it, he had failed you too.

This morning he had decided to go to settle some unfinished business instead of following you as he had been doing since the day you arrived in Seoul.

That made his blood boil even more.

But he wasn't going to explain himself to that jerk Namjoon.

“No answer? How about this one, do you think father doesn't already know what you have been doing? I'm going to find her Suga, and when I do I'm going to make sure of two things.” Namjoon paused, the light seemed to drain from his eyes, replaced by a menacing darkness. “The first thing I’ll make sure of is that you never touch her again. And the second one is that you are completely out of the clan's inheritance” he finished his voice sounding more like a growl.

“You know what the funniest thing is Kim Namjoon? That you think you deserve everything, that you can control everything. Just because for now you are the right hand of the clan.” The other brothers were standing still in the room, none of them could challenge their Second in Command.

Never like that.

Unless you were Suga and didn't give a shit if you lost a finger or your whole arm “Do you think your pathetic attempt to intimidate me really works? Go ahead, cut off your own finger and keep spilling blood on the carpet. It won't be a waste, after all you're not the true heir to this clan's legacy.... “

“That's enough hyungs, damn it! While you two are playing who has the biggest dick or the purest blood or some other ridiculous bullshit. Nari-Noona is somewhere scared, alone and who knows what they might be doing to her.” To everyone's surprise, the youngest of the brothers was the one who dared to interrupt them “For God's sake, a week ago they sent us a container of corpses, what do you think they're going to do to the heir of this clan?”

Suga and Namjoon turned in surprise to look at their younger brother, there were very few occasions when JK was disrespectful to them “We are wasting time, because in the best case scenario... they are going to kill her”

And in the best case scenario The Leader would kill them for failing in their mission.

“You are right, Joon," Jin, who was sitting at the other end of the table, stood up to look at his brothers. "This is the third time we are under direct attack, so I called my police contacts. Every inch of Seoul has at least one surveillance camera and Miss Nari was kidnapped in the only place where there wasn't one. They have contacts, at least with the security department.”

Seokjin was always the most controlled of the brothers, every step he took was well calculated. So many years involved with the high forces of his country's politics had taught him to remain calm in crisis.

And even if he couldn't get any answers, something was very wrong.

“I have 5 Hacker squads trying to trace her digital footprint, there is nothing, she disappeared” Jhope was the next one to speak “We are all worried, but this is already bordering on ridiculous, you have to stop fighting.” The others nodded in agreement with what the brown-haired man had just said.

Suga threw the knife to the ground and made an exasperated sound “You're right, I'm wasting my time with you.” He finally said and crossed the doors that would lead him to the mansion’s garden.

When Suga was outside the house he felt someone grab him by the arm “Hey, the fuck is happening to you? You're not like that Hyung” it was Jhope who had followed him from the other room, clearly worried about him “Why are you so worked up? Are you... are you in love with her?”

“I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, Hope” he answered trying to hide any emotion on his face.

Indifference was his best weapon.

But not with Jhope.

The younger man's eyes softened a little as he understood his brother's expression “Please don't lie to me, Hyung. I've known you since we were kids and we've both taken a bullet for each other...but if I was kidnapped today you wouldn't lose your head. Not like this.”

It was true, he had taken a bullet for Jhope years ago in the middle of a shootout but he probably wouldn't have a catfight in the middle of the room with Namjoon to protect him.

Probably.

“Let me rephrase the question. Do you care that much?” Suga knew he couldn’t lie to Jhope, his younger brother knew him too well. He could see through his every facade.

The thing is, he didn't know the answer himself.

Did he like having sex with you? Hell yes.

Did he like talking to you? Yes, he did.

Did he like the way you smiled at him right before you kissed him or the way you looked at him when he told you one of his twisted stories?

Like you didn’t judge him.

Like you understood him.

Like you didn't see him as a monster, but as a man.

Oh, shit.

🌙 🌙 🌙 🌙 🌙 🌙 Last night...

“Tell me the stupidest thing you've ever done to get someone’s attention” Suga had asked you the night before while you were both still lying naked on your bed.

You let out an amused laugh “You have probably already seen it on my body. It 's embarrassing.”

Suga laughed with you, the sound was warm and his eyes were locked on yours “Nothing on your body is embarrassing to me.” he said and you rolled your eyes.

“Be serious”

“I am” he pushed a rouge strand of hair behind your ears and you decided to continue talking before you got distracted with other things”

“When I was 16 I got a Star Wars tattoo because the boy I liked liked Star Wars. I wanted to surprise him the first time he saw me naked he would see the jedi symbol” now you both started laughing “Don't judge me, haven't you done something stupid to get someone's attention?”

“Maybe.” Was the only thing he answered.

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Here 's the thing.

Suga had gone to a tattoo parlor this morning.

That was his unfinished business.

He was getting a fucking Star Wars tattoo on his ribs.

Right where you had it.

He hasn't even watched the movies.

Not even the new ones.

Oh, he was down bad. And now he had to go see his dead mother.

Scratch that.

He had to go see his un-dead mother.

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Somewhere else in the house.

“The fuck do you mean you didn’t do this. This is not what we agreed on.” Namjoon's deep voice could barely be heard inside The Leader’s office. The tall man was standing in front of the window as he spoke into the phone “Then fucking find her Yong or I’ll make sure you are going to wish I kill you.”

Yong.

The rumored dragon head of the triad.

The Second in command of the Seven Moons, had given the order to kidnap you.

On his scheme to secure his place as the heir.

He needed that for his plan to work.

When you told him this morning that you were going to visit Grace and that you didn't need so many people following you around, the young gangster thought it was the perfect opportunity to put the next part of his plan into action.

But something went horribly wrong.

And now he was the one who was betrayed.

“What have you done Namjoon-ah?” The voice of the eldest brother brought him out of his thoughts and he looked at him completely surprised “Out of all the people I thought would betray our father, I would never think of you.”

“Hyung... “

“Just tell me that, whatever you're doing, you won't hurt Miss Nari, Joon. If there is someone innocent in all this, it's her.” Jin finished entering the office looking at his brother with disbelief.

Seokjin looked at him with the eyes of an older brother. Hopefully waiting for all this to be a mistake.

Because if Namjoon betrayed his father.

He was a dead man walking.

But the elder also knew very well the resentment that Namjoon had grown up with. If someone has been hurt by Kim DoHan, it was his own son. Although he wanted to be wrong, Seokjin knew well what was in his younger brother's heart.

Revenge.

And that was not far from his own feelings.

“I came to think that all this love triangle, teenage fiction with Suga really meant that you liked the girl.” He poured himself a shot of the expensive whiskey that his father had in the office and let out a sigh before drinking it all at once “You will have to explain everything very well to understand you, Joon-ah”

Jin was the closest person to Namjoon in the clan, he saw him as an older brother. As a child he was the example of what he wanted to become one day, he hated to see that look of disappointment in his eyes “Hyung, you know perfectly well what my reasons are, I'm not going to stand by and wait for Kim DoHan to take away what is rightfully mine and hand it over on a silver platter to that asshole. She's just a means to an end.”

Before the younger one continued, Jin interrupted him, "If you want me to help you, you have to explain everything without lying to me this time.”

Kim Seokjin was the eldest of the seven moons.

And like all of them, he had lost much more than he had earned in all this time.

He would give all his money, cars, luxuries, fine clothes and contacts to have his family back with him.

But that was impossible.

And for the impossible, there is only revenge.

Break a promise, lose a finger.

If that really applied in the Seven Moon’s clan as it should, they would have had all their hands and feet cut off.

Anger was an uncontrollable fire that burned everything in its path, it was useful, yes.

But for both clan leaders, retribution was much better and more satisfying.

A calm sea that was about to turn into a Tsunami.

A cold wave that will destroy everything on it's path.

Many games were played within the walls of the mansion of the 7 moons.

And your time was running out.

🌙 🌙 🌙 🌙 🌙 🌙 🌙 Hello!!! I'm sorry it took too long! I got sick and I was so tired I couldn't even read... much less write. BUT I'm catching up with all of you that are sending me messages, thank you you guys are so sweet!! 🥹 I mean, everytime someone says they're enjoying Hate! Makes me giggle like a teenager. Let me be honest, I'm enjoying writing this just as much. This chapter turned out to be one of my favs 👀 I wasn't like this on my original story and I am really liking how it is turning out.

Anyway, Hope you liked this one too!! Ps. I have Hate!11 Almost ready... what do you say double update tomorrow??

From the bottom of my chicken heart,

Thank you.

Love,

Ria 🌙

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yannig · 6 months ago

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Hello there.

For the asian ql ask game. 13 & 14 please.

Thanks. Rose💜

Hello! Thanks for the ask <3

13. Which Asian ql tropes get you every time?

Cooking together or for each other.

I just. Food is a love language. Food is my love language. Sharing food, making food for your loved ones, sharing quality time by cooking together, ...

Any variation of it. From Mut cooking for Rak in his overpriced kitchen that only ever sees take-out to shows entirely based on it like Our dining table, it gets me every time.

That's how I know I'll love Kinou nani Tabeta or Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna no matter what! Because cooking!

14. Which Asian ql tropes do you want to send to the trash heap?

When the main couple starts to spend time together because one of them has a crush on a girl. It probably could be done right but the ones I've seen are just so annoying. Both the girl and his relationship with the girl are rarely more than placeholders, they don't add anything to the story except giving a pretext for the story to start and then just take away time that could be spent elsewhere - at this point give them a school project to do together I'll be less annoyed.

Also, faux enemies-to-lovers where the starting animosity doesn't make sens or is underwhelming. Let's just stop trying to make enemies in an university setting, it doesn't work. Just say that you don't know how to write tension into your story. If there isn't a least a mafia war going on it's not gonna work. You need very specific characters to make a Pride and Prejudice romance work, and they almost never have those. Worst case scenario they end up being genuinely mean to each other for no reason and then it's brushed under the rug for the romance (looking at you Semantic Error).

More broadly, because this one really isn't limited to QLs, but it infuriates me to not end: redemption by death (preferably sacrifice to save the protagonist). I hate it, it's lazy, it only exist because we have an incredibly fucked up view of redemption, I don't think it can ever be done well. It's too easy to kill off a character by sacrifice so you don't have to deal with their redemption! I want them to actually work for it - which is not the same as suffering for it! I guess it especially angers me in Asian QLs because it's a fucking Christian trope - you guys aren't even catholic, why the fuck do you use this stupid ass trope?!

(yes i've managed to put him in all three of my answers to this game at this point. no i'm not salty about his death why do you ask?)

Asian QL ask game

#asian ql ask game #ask game

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amaiguri · 2 months ago

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Yssaia

⚜️NaNoWriMo WIP 2024⚜️

"All promised heroes burn. Who are they now?"

In a world of fated heroes and abyssal machines -- born both of Kings and Philosophy --, a burned assassin girl must find new purpose when the War ends.

Untitled Yssaia Game will someday become a narrative-focused, hand-drawn adventure. Navigate an assassin through her delicate, brutal world after the War annexed her homeland. Delve deep into political dealings, your past trauma, and the Abyss beneath the world.

...but for today, it's still just a very large Reedsy document, some art, and a handful of songs.

🏆THE CHALLENGE'S OBJECTIVE🏆

This NaNoWriMo, I just want to write every day. I don't have the time or breakneck pace to do the traditional 50k words. I also want to log my progress cuz every year, I don't journal as much as I should and every year, I regret that. My memory and sense of time is better when I journal. So, we gotta get back into it, once again.

In terms of my current progress, there are about 245k words in this wip -- though it has multiple story arcs. We'll see what the market says to do with it, as we get closer to video game form... I have done a round or two of editing maybe? It doesn't feel like it but I also spent since February of last year editing. I thought it was going to take a month. It did not. 😭😭😭 Now, I am back to drafting -- thank God. Right now, I'm drafting a story arc about my protagonist struggling with her new relationships, falling into old toxic patterns, and discovering the enemies of her enemies -- the Gods.

🧑‍🧑‍🧒CHARACTERS🧑‍🧑‍🧒

Yssaia is multi-POV and has a lot of perspectives with unequal time. If I were a perfect creator, I'd give them increasingly equal time throughout the work -- and end the story with characters taking turns between paragraphs in the battle against the Gods. This is all part of a giant experiment in which I fight against Great Man History. We'll see if it works lol cuz it sounds insane but that's legitimately why I'm showing so many different perspectives.

Naturally, there are many more characters and POVs than the ones pictured here.

The characters all have a lot of anime influence -- not just in their visual language, but also in their characterization -- but they also take a lot of influence from those Literary Fiction short stories I had to read in college. They're all written in a retrospective first person and verb all their nouns and have some sort of linguistic quirk for their POV. I mean like "One POV has 2nd person" kind of quirk. I love playing with form. I don't WANT you to feel like my work is super easy to read -- I want you to THINK about it.

🌩THE GODS OF YSSAIA🌬

The currently fighting Gods of Yssaia are basically representing Connection, Conquest, and Despair. Something something thematic arguments for a modern age but ALSO "use the power of friendship to kill God." The Gods all have what I like to call "humansonas" (think like the Christian Jesus) whom are represented below:

🗺THE WORLDBUILDING🗺

I have been working on Yssaia since 2018, so the worldbuilding has only gotten deeper and deeper. While the shape of the world and the general cultures have remained the same, they've all gotten a lot more nuance and geographical fidelity and also, conlangs: I have conlangs for every culture in the language and I'm very proud because language and power is one of the themes I like to play with. Yes, that's an IB thing. If you're interested in worldbuilding or conlanging, I actually run a worldbuilding YouTube channel so come check it out.

But if I had to summarize it, my world building is "Fantasy 1880s-1910s with a melancholic but whimsical feel and cute eldritch horrors. All the cultures are a mixture between Asian and Western cultures" (like Chinese Vikings, Japanese French-Mafias, Communist Grecoromans, and Slavic Indians, etc.) I have endeavored to ensure there is something about each culture that is "my favorite" -- ama about my worldbuilding 🥺💜

Follow for Part 2, when I talk about the game design someday!

#nano 2024 #nanowrimo 2024 #nanowrimo #writing #writeblr #gamedev #fantasy writing #am writing #amwriting #amaiguri #yssaia

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Mr. American Pie - A Mafia 3 Fanfiction (Part 2)

Note: long time no post, I suck at this so I tried doing more effort this time ughh.

Life with Donovan was perfect, we managed to get a new house in the suburbs, we managed to balance crime and a normal life. I was a co-leader of the Southeast Asian-American Triads. Consisting of mostly Vietnamese and Filipino immigrants who look for money, power and refuge from the War in Vietnam or the racist American society who looks down on them. But as my main job, I work as a manager at the shitty airport where I always need to rid the runway of gators. I thought being able to manage the airport was a good decision since it is Southeast Asian-American turf. As of Donovan, he still is Lincoln's advisor.

It was a summer sunday afternoon and it was absolutely burning. I decided I would stay in my skivies to cool myself down. While I was making some iced tea in the kitchen. I heard the doorbell ring. I picked up my gun but the person at the doorbell started to ring it impatiently.

"im coming wait right there!"

I ran towards the door and opened the door halfway while hiding my gun. I loomed to see who was outside and there stood a woman.

"Uhm, isn't Mr. Donovan supposed to live here?"

She asked.

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"Im an old friend of his, Im Jackie, Jackie Grimaldi."

"Oh, I think hes told me about you."

"Can I come inside?"

"yeah, come in."

I lead her to the living room.

"are you (your name)?"

She asked while I brought Iced tea to the living room.

"Why are you asking?"

"Youre from Sinclair Parish RightYou killed an entire bunch of klan members because they killed your Filipino-American family and neighbors?"

"oh that's me! Where did you get that info?"

"I remember you! You we're also close to Mr. Clay!"

Donovan finally arrived. They had a short chat about reminiscing about the past back in Vietnam.

I went back to the kitchen and looked at the calendar, it reminded me of the years I've spent with Donovan, and I realised we can't get married no matter what we do. We don't know any priests that could elope us. We only know Father James, (who ignores us unless hes about to say negative remarks to start a fight with Donovan or Lincoln after church)

I realise its time for me to go to work.

"Donnie! I'm heading out for work!"

"Have a good day at work!"

He yells back as i walk out the door.

I got to my new car, It was an AMC Pacer, not the quickest but at least, it isn't too flashy.

I turn the key and the engine comes on. I tune the radio to WNBX and it plays "Barracuda" by Heart. I went on my way to the airport and started my job. I was in my office when the phone rang.

"It's me, Lincoln. Make sure cops aren't settin foot on that runway, we got a shipment of stolen cars from Japan coming in!"

"sure thing buddy!"

I walked towards the runway and conversed with a Japanese man.

"Hello sir, please to meet you!"

I yelled and bowed as the jet engines roared around us.

"Kuray-San (Clay-San) has started operations with the Yakuza! But we need your help removing the communist gangs from here!"

"The bratva if im right?"

I asked

"Yes mister, we, the Yakuza need your help to get the Russians out of the picture, they always steal our products! And they seem to dislike Mr Clay San's work!"

"understood! I'll notify him immediately!"

I said as the Yakuza members got into his Toyota limousine and was escorted by a bunch of Datsun Z's and other JDM sport cars. I decided to drive to the bar and tell Lincoln about it.

I parked by the backdoor. I walked to the backdoor panting and in a hurry. I knocked 3 times. I anxiously waited for Lincoln to open the door. The door burst open.

"Hey there! Whats the rush?"

"We need a meeting at the plantations!"

I quickly replied.

We all arranged a sit down with 5 other bosses, Burke, Vito, Cassandra, and two new underbosses. Sister Ling who is in the Chinese Triads, and Rafael Guzman, from the Colombian cartel.

"Ok guys, listen up! Donovan will present new enemy for the Clay Crime family and for all of you!"

Donovan used a corkboard for is presentation.

"basically, these Ruskies want half of all our business, but ever since Lincoln didn't agree with the deal, they started disrupting rackets and trade with the other international gangs. We need to show these fucking communists thay we dont give a shit, and they can go fuck themselves go back to Mother Russia!"

"all right!!"

I said and the other underbosses started hooting and laughing.

#john donovan #mafia 3 #lincoln clay #vito scaletta #john donovan x reader

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mgarmagedon · 1 year ago

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Hi, in one of the episode, undercover robots showed us the fears of Autobots, what do you think the fears of the Steeljaw team would have?

Hmmm, let me think...

For sure, Steeljaw's biggest fear is losing his status and family. He is really stressed at the thought of being alone, and part of it is the fact that he doesn't want to accept that he may never see his sister again.

So, for sure, in his nightmare, her body would lie in a wasteland - once a living, natural world, now a desert filled only with corpses and war machines.

For Underbite, the biggest fear is being forgotten and appearing weak. After all, he needs to prove all the time who he is and what he did. (It doesn't matter that after what he has done, he was immediately caught and put into Alchemor!)

Fracture's biggest fear is for sure being weaker than Drift. He wants to prove that he is better than this strict asian father, who he promised himself he would outlive. He just wants to show him that his "emo" self is better.

Clampdown actually has a simple fear: he is scared of being bullied and running to the end of his life. He just wants some peace for himself. Of course, he is ignoring the fact that he is always involving himself in shady businesses.

And finally, Thunderhoof. As the boss of a mafia on Cybertron, it would be obvious that he has fears around power, like all those middle-aged men. BUT, in fact, he is more scared of being alone.

It's mainly because he has similar beliefs to Steeljaw's regarding making the world a great place for his family and younger brother. Because of that, he always comes back after Steeljaw's outbursts. So, for sure, he is scared of being alone. AND he has the same fear as Steeljaw, which is not seeing his younger sibling ever again.

After all, for whom would he be cooking if he didn't have anyone to eat his energon lasagna?

#transformers #tf #tf rid15 human au #maccadam #au #human au #human #tf rid15 #thunderhoof #steeljaw #clampdown #fracture #underbite #sketch #doodle #humanformers

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More Asian QL reviews! Mostly Thai boys as usual, but a Japanese GL at the end!

KinnPorsche

What's it about? Kinn is the son of a mafia boss. Porsche is a bartender who happens to help him out once, and is then coerced into becoming his bodyguard.

Genre: Mafia action, possibly comedy?

Watch if you enjoy: Mafia tropes. High heat. Belligerent sexual tension that turns increasingly playful with time. Having a very hard time deciding what is or what is not meant to be funny. (I have a feeling some of the stuff I found funny wasn't meant to be.) Emotionally repressed vs emotionally oversharing teenage side couple, with love songs. Kinky dom/sub human pet sidecouple #2. Flamboyant drama queen with mental health issues who may be the most sensible of the bunch. Plot that is all over the place even when it isn't twisty (which it is quite often).

Gayer version of: your local kink club's Bugsy Malone theme night

Recommended? Hm. Yes for its influence, no for actual quality, but yes again if you just want some fun mafia hijinks without having to think or feel too much. And it never gets QUITE as bad again as the first five minutes. In some ways it's the worst of the QLs I've watched so far, but it's more entertaining and memorable than several of them. And ironically, it's one of the shows I've found myself writing fic for.

Watched on: Dailymotion

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZvpNreGVOc

Laws of Attraction

What's it about? Tinn's beloved niece is hit by a car belonging to the son of senator Thatthep. Opportunistic lawyer Chan first works for Thatthep, but soon finds himself asking questions that puts him at odds with the senator. Despite their different outlooks on life, Tinn and Chan may have a common goal.

Genre: lakorn (Thai soap opera), action, drama

Watch if you enjoy: High suspense. Morally grey protagonist. Warm and righteous other protagonist. Changing your mind completely about at least one character. Having your heart broken and then laughing your ass off within a span of ten minutes. Lots of gay side characters, including a pair of badass lesbians. Best grandma currently on TV. Great emotional content. A few laughably bad action scenes and VFX.

Gayer version of: The Pelican Brief

Recommended? Yes! I watched it as it aired and could barely stand waiting for a week between episodes! Just make sure you can cope with dead child, dead dog, dead mom, and parental abuse.

Watched on: bilibili.tv, but it is also up on youtube. (It just didn't add subtitles fast enough for me.)

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Wo7IKw9dWY

La Pluie

What's it about? A world in which, during the rain, certain people can hear the voice of their soulmate – and ONLY that. But is the soulmate thing really real, or just a way to explain an inexplicable phenomenon?

Genre: Romcom/drama

Watch if you enjoy: Nice people solving their problems nicely and with very little unnecessary drama. Subversion of both soulmate and BL tropes (though ultimately bending to the foregone conclusion). Loving families. Understanding exes. Sometimes a cat.

Gayer version of: I want to say TiMER (2009), but that film was a whole lot messier. This is sweet.

Recommended? Kind of? I think it's well done for what it is, but that twelve hours of low-stakes relationship drama, where every crisis is averted, was a bit long for me personally. Plus, it turns out that I don't like soulmates even when they're being turned upside down and shaken around. But if the premise seems like something up your alley, I thoroughly recommend it!

Watched on: Dailymotion

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tz9HG8MGF8M

To Sir, With Love / Khun Chai

What's it about? It's the 1940s, and Thailand is at war. Mr. Song, the wealthy but elderly leader of the Five Dragons association, has two sons with two different wives. Yang is the cheeky rascal, Tian is the obedient and hardworking one. Tian, as the eldest, is set to take over business, and all would be well if not for one little secret: he is gay. If this becomes publicly known, it could ruin the reputation of the whole family.

Genre: soap opera

Watch if you enjoy: More JamFilm after Laws of Attraction, with Film in a radically different role. Brothers supporting each other. Overcoming homophobic surroundings. Rivalling soap queens who will literally walk over corpses for power – and supposedly for their sons, who want none of it. Magic murder mushrooms and other glittery potions. Obedient business heir vs. taciturn assassin gay romance. Feisty het side romance with a lady love who is so sweet and soft spoken that you underestimate what an absolute MVP she is. Acting that ranges from fantastic to terrible. (Looking at you, Nuan!) Absolutely stunning costumes.

Gayer version of: Dynasty, but also I Claudius (what with all the murder).

Recommended? Ye-es? It's more soap opera than BL, so keep that in mind. And there's a lot of Rich People Bullshit. But if you're okay with that, I do recommend it! It ate my brain for several weeks, after all. And if you liked Laws of Attraction, you absolutely MUST see at least a couple of episodes, to experience the whiplash of the difference between Film's roles in those two shows.

Watched on: YouTube

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B3goS7DVeto

Gay OK Bangkok (Seasons 1 and 2)

What's it about? A bunch of friends, boyfriends, hookups and acquaintances, and how they handle their relationships and life's other issues.

Genre: slice of life

Watch if you enjoy: People who feel like actual people. Down to earth relationship drama that doesn't necessarily end well for everyone. Compassion towards the characters even if they're sometimes being dicks. Multiple PSAs about HIV prevention. A relatively short run. (Season 1 is 5x30 minutes, season 2 7x45.)

Gayer version of: Oddly enough, I want to say 90s Degrassi. (The fact that Degrassi was the first show I ever saw that handled HIV may have something to do with it.)

Recommended? Yes! Season 1 is absolutely brilliant, and only some technical issues (soundmix, lack of subtitles for written info) kept me from putting it among my absolute favourites. Season 2 has more and longer episodes but less of a red thread, which means that while all the individual scenes are still well written and well acting, the first half in particular feels a little aimless. But it comes back swinging in the last few eps, and I have also seen viewers who preferred season 2 over season 1!

Watched on: YouTube

Trailer (sorry about the double subtitles): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3CJ9PiSSR0

Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna / She loves to cook, she loves to eat

What's it about? Nomoto's hobby is cooking, but she lives alone and always ends up making too much food. One day, she notices how much food her neighbour Kasuga brings home and gets an idea: maybe Kasuga would like to eat some of what she cooks!

Genre: romcom

Watch if you enjoy: Sweet, understated, tentative romance. Lots and LOTS of cooking/eating scenes. (Don't watch while hungry! Do watch to get kitchen inspiration, if you are so inclined!) Lesbian self-discovery. Lots of serious issues in a fluffy setting: class, misogyny, heteronormativity, fat shaming, family hierarchies, and more.

Gayer version of: Julie and Julia

Recommended? Yes! It's very sympathetic and not very long (10 episodes of 15 minutes). The ending is a little unresolved, but fortunately there's a second season promised for 2024.

Between this and Old Fashion Cupcake, I do wonder if all Japanese QLs double as food porn...

Watched on: Dailymotion

Trailer (no subtitles): https://mubi.com/en/films/she-loves-to-cook-and-she-loves-to-eat/trailer

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche the series #laws of attraction #laws of attraction the series #khun chai #to sir with love #la pluie #gay ok bangkok #gay ok bangkok 2 #tsukuritai onna to tabetai onna #she loves to cook and she loves to eat #katta's ql reviews

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My Mental Health Inpatient hospitalization experience this time was very unusual and different from what I had experienced before.

Earlier this month, my dad called the ambulance to take me to the hospital because I was clearly not feeling well. At the hospital, I was given a water bottle that smelled like chlorine and tasted slightly like bleach. At the psychiatric emergency room, my skin started to form itchy bumps. Most likely from the clothes.

In the morning, the staff transferred me to the inpatient unit at the hospital. They gave me breakfast in the common area. I ate a little bit of the breakfast. Then, I started to feel faint and dizzy. I struggled to stand up so that I could walk back to my room to rest. I managed to hold on to the wall and stumbled to the hallway in front of the nurse's office. I fell down. I was not aware of my surroundings. But I remember the nurses talking, doing my vitals, and being put on a stretcher. I remember the doctor arriving to check on me. I remember the nurses saying that my blood sugar level had dropped. I've never had issues with my blood sugar level.

Another strange incident. I noticed that the medications I recieved from the nurses did not look like what I take at home. The trazadone was white for several nights and I could not sleep after I was asked to take it. The lurasidone was a different shape and made my hallucinations worse. The buspirone had different markings on it, and it made me angrier and sadder. I was wailing at the hospital. Which is unusual for me, especially after I take a medication.

I already know what my hallucinations were supposed to be like. Voices mostly, so I know that this was not my symptom. This is munchausen by proxy. I was being drugged by the hospital staff.

A Godmother from the Mafia already warned me that they were going to give me multiple illnesses. Mostly drug addictions, Dystonia, ticks, cancer. I do not look forward to the kind of torture Marianna has for me. They are all planning to start a war against South Asians. They are hoping for anarchy. This is just the beginning.

#psychosis #hospital #psych ward #bad experiences #police #send help

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John 8:32 32 And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free. Countdown to the US explosion begins after Biden's failed trip to the Middle East.

The fake US President Biden failed to get oil during his recent trip to the Middle East with his hand outstretched. This means that the countdown to the explosion of the United States and Western Europe has begun. The revolution is in the air, and there will be no turning back, numerous sources agree.

Biden's handlers hoped to use Iran as an "enemy" to justify massive arms sales in exchange for oil. Saudi Arabia's ambassador to Washington, Remma bin Bandar al-Saud, summed up the opinion of the region, calling the "oil for security" paradigm "outdated and reductionist." The absence of weapons for oil means the absence of oil for the United States and its client states. The absence of oil means the absence of economic activity.

Meanwhile, the Khazarian mafia, like a dying beast, spits out fear porn, biological weapons and threats of war in a desperate attempt to prevent the inevitable. However, their medical mafia is systematically hunted down and killed, as this video shows.

Let's now look at the real meaning of Biden's visit to the Middle East. His inability to get permanent free oil in exchange for money printed out of nothing will have consequences far beyond the United States. This will mean the end of the BIS, the UN, the EU and perhaps even the papacy.

To understand why this is the case, we need to look through some background material. First, the BIS, or central bank of central banks, was founded in 1930 using Asian gold. This gold was lent to the Germans to help them fulfill their obligations under the Treaty of Versailles, signed at the end of the First World War. In return, the Asians were promised that the United Nations would be created as a world parliament with ancient royal families. East and West (family of dragons), acting as background overseers.

However, at the end of the Second World War, the victorious Allies broke their promise to spend the gold they were given on the development of the entire planet. Instead, their Marshall Plan developed only the countries they controlled (now known as the G7).

In retaliation, the Asians cut off any further access to their gold. When the U.S. ran out of gold, we had the "Nixon shock" of 1971. It was then that the dollar was separated from gold. Instead, the countries of the world had to buy oil for dollars.

It was a giant sugar high for the USA. The countries of the world had to have a trade surplus with the United States in order to buy oil. This has led to a strong dollar and free money for Americans. However, as a result, the US industry has lost its competitiveness, and more than 50 years of trade deficits have turned the US into the country with the largest debt in world history.

Then, finally, in 2008, the rest of the world decided to stop lending to the US, which led to the "Lehman shock".

Then the Americans were able to buy time by promising to put a black communist as president. At this point, readers should know that communism was created by the Vatican or, I should say, the P2 Freemasons who control the Vatican, and that Obama was/is their domestic slave.

In any case, Obama's ploy convinced Asians to hand over 700 tons of gold to the Federal Reserve Board under the leadership of Alan Greenspan. This was used more than a thousand times to create $23 trillion that allowed the UNITED STATES OF AMERICA CORPORATION to exist until 2020.

When the money ran out in January 2020, the West, controlled by the Khazarian mafia, responded with a massive attack using biological weapons and vaccines. They hoped to kill enough people to stay in power. This attempt failed.

They also managed to get some funding for the US CORPORATION by promising to bring back Barack Obama with Joe Biden acting as his figurehead.

Now, as a result of the general disgust at the antics of the fake Biden regime, this money has been cut off. This is the prehistory of truly historical events that are unfolding before our eyes.

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nocorruptionnohatebepositive · 10 months ago

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love no hate

We should love our language, culture & faith.

We should not give up one love for other love, we should not love one & hate other

We should not indulge in hate & violence against other peaceful neighbors. Social, political, community leaders should try to suggest middle path & SOLVE PROBLEMS, they should not too much highlight the differences & hate diverse thoughts. They should not stress that one community alone has life-death issues & other social groups are not important

Africa, South America & Australia lost its free sprit & culture, now they follow European culture.

Japan Korea China have their own culture, they don’t fight too many wars. But Africans & South American have violent armed rebels & mafia, they not progressing because they have lost their culture & brotherhood

How Portuguese and other European conquerers made thousands of Indians, Africans, Brazilians as slaves (to SUPPRESS them as bonded LABOUR & stress racial and cultural superiority)👇🏻

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"although slavery was a worldwide institution for thousands of years, nowhere in the world was slavery a controversial issue prior to the 18th century. People of every race and color were enslaved – and enslaved others.

White people were still being bought and sold as slaves in the Ottoman Empire, decades after American blacks were freed.

Everyone hated the idea of being a slave but few had any qualms about enslaving others. Slavery was just not an issue, not even among intellectuals, much less among political leaders, until the 18th century – and then it was an issue only in Western civilization."

Only after INDUSTRIAL REVOLUTION in Europe people in there started UNIVERSAL EDUCATION so that they get EDUCATED / SKILLED LABOUR . Before that most societies in the world kept the poor uneducated and socially backward

Slavery exploitation is an evil which has been prevalent from ancient times in most of the societies

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Jews have literature / documents to show how they were enslaved by Egyptians and Babylonians

Slavery, Exploitation very prevalent evil of most societies in ancient times. The purpose appears to ensure people of certain races/ classes are kept as BONDED LABOUR from birth 👇🏻

Clearly caste-JATI system followed in India was an In-human behaviour of exploitation and suppression of people for using them as Labour.

Now It is the duty of more rich and PRIVILEGED to help poor and socially vulnerable people and ensure mutual respect and equality in society.

The ancient concept of all “VARNA” was misused to create unjust division of labour, the fact that varna only means human behaviour pattern - WITHOUT ANY LINK TO CASTE OR FAMILY OF BIRTH was misinterpreted and the fact that “ All varnas lead to me (Krishna)” was suppressed . Four children of same parents can follow the behaviour pattern of four different varnas, appeared to be the ancient concept of varna. Which was misused as family based varnas during the period when slavery started to be followed in other parts of the world

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“The unfortunate impression throughout the world (has been) that while the Hindus were grovelling in the mud of these social evils and were conservative, the Muslims in India were free from them, and as compared to the Hindus were a progressive people. That such an impression should prevail, is of course surprising to those who know the Muslim Society in India at close quarters.” Thus spake Ambedkar in “Pakistan or the Partition of India”

Dr.Ambedkar adds, “Take the caste system. Islam speaks of brotherhood. Everybody infers that Islam must be free from slavery and caste. Regarding slavery nothing needs to be said. It stands abolished now by law. But while it existed much of its support was derived from Islam. If slavery has gone, caste has remained.”

Dr.Ambedkar proceeds to quote from the Census report to show the division of Muslim society between two broad categories — Ashrāf and Ajlāf.

“Ashrāf means ‘noble’ and includes all undoubted descendants of foreigners and converts from high caste Hindus. All other Mahomedans including the occupational groups and all converts of lower ranks, are known by the contemptuous terms, ‘Ajlaf, “wretches” or “mean people”: they are also called Kamina. In some places a third class, called Arzal or ‘lowest of all’ is added. With them no other Mahomedan would associate, and they are forbidden to enter the mosque or to use the public burial ground. Within these groups there are castes with social precedence of exactly the same nature as one finds among the Hindus.”

Ziauddin Barani, the preeminent historian of the Sultanate period, approvingly cites several instances of racial discrimination against Indian Muslims in his book Tarikh-e Firoz Shahi. He relates how, Nizam ul Mulk Junaidi, one of the high courtiers of Sultan Iltutmish, was dismissed from service when it was discovered that his grandfather had been a Julaha, that is, of the weaver caste. The same book attributes these words to Sultan Balban, “I know that God has blessed me with one characteristic, and that is that I simply cannot tolerate a low-born razil occupying any respectable position, and whenever I see such people my blood begins to boil. I cannot employ the son of a low-born or incapable person in the administration of my kingdom, which has been given to me by God. I cannot grant him any service or land grant.”

In his book on statecraft, Fatawa-e Jahandari, Barani provided a better religious rationale for social hierarchy than Manu Smriti ever could. He says, “When the All-Powerful God produces some good or bad in a human being, He gives him the capacity needed to express that particular good or bad quality. This capacity is hereditary, and because goodness is given to those who adopt good professions, they have been called as of high status, free-born, pious, religious, and of superior lineage. Only such people and groups deserve posts and positions in the government of the Muslims. One should not be deceived by the low-born, for their merits are false, not genuine.”

#only love no hate no discrimination or slavery

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scentedchildnacho · 10 months ago

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She asked me if I wanted some vaseline so I said no my lips are hunger....overpopulations of prostitution in catholicized areas will look like birth viruses....most women carry it....my sanitation and help is just that much of a weirdo....when the prostitution population is finally lowered.....i will then look negative and dormant again....

That would be second wave feminism I would get mad at the guys but they all look mafia stalked and oh my God those women to us they don't talk to us or do anything at all

Their young women and they could be like look im an artist and for gainful corporate placement and this is what they do to poverty go threaten it with shit beaches....

Most of it tries to cause european displacement....the English to model for high end clients...he will pay for a half hour party then they all have to job with a title more then worker....that designer just kept letting it go on and on and on for hours ass

The English have to have royal title portrait with dog....oh my God how those people treat dog.....that not into war service anything to get a mental label to not go

Uhm it's the English portrait that doesn't then have to go....

She asked me if I had family to go to........so I said I actually am a mental not one of these creepy old felons out here that experiments with psychedelics

Pamela George their indigenous people and they will train a white to kill a prostitute and people finally don't have to tolerate bitch needs die of bitch needs

They will eventually shock value it and the government will tell it all it can have a welfare settlement and not go anymore

That's why I don't enjoy Canadian governments trying to give her killers more then seven years in jail....she was a whore and everyone has self defense pleas.....

Peoples who refuse to take part.....in taxation systems kill people of neglect...I was white and I don't owe white boys anything or anything....

That's me the white kids killed her but a whole community needed ritual sacrifice or the same unendurable system wouldn't stop

Its her own indigenous systems that left her around as a prostitute so I would see law as it's them that just killed her the community of course has no obligation

There is no communist information from ghana...about ritualistic gang murder within indigenous communities...Lauren

My Lakota friend from Tennessee she will finally let them see this she will show them in her head

Hare Krishnas are compassionate but they do not have feelings they don't do these good things because of feelings

Anyway I actually am a mental my birth father was killed and my mother had to work at a hospital with a physical handicap and I had to live with federal food replacement of folk culture and go to schools and get jobs....with no compensation out of the job money....their firm i only have job money.......and I had to be discriminated against at school....so I at least do not have secret brotherhood

Some of these bitches do lie out here nude they do have vet husbands and dads and they come out here acting like they need and their a bitch

Indigenous people are police now hopi prophecy they may be all one people

Anyway I was white so I don't want to practice many of the things Asian and indigenous peoples do.....I was catholicized and they will not kill something as grotesque as a rooster.....

Those dogs are heinous and they won't put it to use and be away from us

They could keep a chicken coup out back of the hare Krishna temple so that cars may not ruin people's food of emissions and they won't do things to remove cars from their building

Jesus eating is better then not....Carissa at least accidentally killed a dog so for her to starve and take battery they at least didn't steal her bed these people out here don't even have an asylum chair to avoid obligation

Those dogs finally will be a coat

I at least would feed the birds so they finally display their greedy dispositions and go for things they shouldn't and die off....so I still have in comparison....

Those birds steal anything they can

Birds aren't cute all the babies all cute

Indigenous people stalk me with those Jews were treated the worst slowly become the worst problem then you may....

The Catholics are mostly from Europe so I don't want to do catholicism either the Africans or Ghana communism had to live and practice in the basement because their athletic practice did ritualistic kills like joint removal for synthetic a.i. objects....

Their populations practice ritualistic kills till endangered emigration populations have to survive away from it because of iatrogenic disease....

They have diseases......and their phobic of anything different

She asked me if it's the women and the men so I said men are not prostitutes....men would never be people who just work.....men have military enlistment and they practice homo genetics and learn necessary trades that save humanity....men would never say they just work....

Anyway the mafia is really angry at them about them making me look like birth diseases and calling themselves that huge and muscle fit of aptitude because they can go out looking like piece of shit concentrations and that's all they do....

Skinner....they look like pieces of shit

Their woman is a bitch....so they may jog as pack

The mafia as explained to me is illegal immigration national Muslims seek to blame wealth Christians for things poor lazy muslims would not produce didn't like it wouldn't want to and the mafia looks for signs of missing inheritance from women and why their boyhoods were so oppressed it's christian women and christian women prefer raising boys

Because christian men prefer raising girls...they expect them with age to do sport with men instead of girls

Christian women with age do really start deteriorating physically and without a boy....

She asked me why I didn't get a job.....so I told her these people exhibit no reality there is no Time here nothing.....I am 43 and I have been homeless now like ten years the past few years of conflict have passed by so quickly it's like one day went by and ten years of steet battery....a few people came up to me for jobs but they are Asians that still live off their parents and so have too little respect for older people

So they wanted me to job like I was 18 or something and I am not going to die of a lot of Asian factory problems...when there are good people that give the same and labor less

Fools.........they start forcing people to run around in non sensical patterns when a few different engineering and management decisions stops stalking staff with physical conditioning their is little to no good here

The hare Krishnas will not farm at the temple

They won't do anything to remove traffick and buildings from themselves so military enlistment feels that it's sacrifice is given privileges

The worst Jew problems do go around revenging.....and it's you don't have to they can finally be someone and help....

The Jews for it committed hiroshima and Nagasaki.....and I suspect the hare Krishnas of showing some of the worst Jew problems how to travel among populations charming it into viruses....

That's me about military it's a fighter would you want people who manipulate your feelings to not have a political cause the way these people do....

Things at a distance are to kill school kids in Wisconsin and so I help remove public schooling or these people would go around children

She asked me about meal help and I said the homeless meal places are very unsafe....they need to purge out from themselves people to bad creepy and awful to their organization.....and so they manipulate and use poverty as a bait to have clear case law to finally be allowed maximum sentencing and it finally gone from them and people who use poverty that way.......

Im sorry but they could also increase psychiatric police funding and have traffick more patrolled and instead they let them get away with things so it can just finally die off them.....

These people's practice ritualistic sacrifice they have saints....

That's how I view good there is the right way about poverty like full restitution of their own lives rights and generational meaning then there is the military way which is good people and then there is the wrong way which is racists into death cult bondages.....

The stuff................oryx and crake crake was an indigenous person....if it's a charming mastermind that can run privilege corporate central it is an indigenous person....

So I don't think there was a Victorian age genocide it's look if your going to be Indians and Europeans and nothing else matters you can go there and the whites are going to give Africans stuff

I think African restitution occurred and Indians preferred to practice away from people's who can dominate through means of agriculture

Anyway the Taiwan asians have work I could do to improve my own living condition but they practice vegetarianism......and I can't survive to their company ethos hygiene expectation without meat eating practice here.....

They appear to still believe in a miasmata so to be able to use those types of soap and institutional obeisance you have to eat meat or you will get a psychiatric condition here

It needs an incumbant that can force developers away from land use and I don't think a Democrat or Republican can ever save the people's from large development folk ideas like it are viewed as demonic and if they can company people that's what they will do .....

Uhm to me there is cellular life so I just don't find animal and plant relevant it's victorianism and things reek and stink till people call plants meat eating

You ate a tree and trees have faces and when you admit that to me

If you keep cutting down trees for temples an ent will rise up at your people

I had childhood books about moving warring trees?

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squalodinoappreciationsquad · 1 year ago

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You know what’s funny Knuckles Giotto’s sun guardian is a persist and it makes sense since the Sicilian mafia also has religious values. Personally I don’t like going deep into religion in stories but with someone as progressive as Giotto I personally believe you can be progressive want human rights while keep your beliefs. I’m someone that’s religious but also believe people have a right to do what they want to do, I’m not really good at talking about this stuff when it comes to fanwork in KHR that’s why it took my awhile to creat this.

You kind of get that when you live somewhere where religion is still a very active part of the community.

It's not just mafia though. And part of it, it is the Vatican still wanting 100% to keep the power it has held since 680 AD and a lot less about being a good christian.

Because let's not forget that the Church, before being for christians, is power. And mafia loves power, that's why you will find it in the government and in the church.

And yes, actually there are a lot of progressive people who are also religious, they are the actual christians usually, and being progressive greatly depends on how you pose yourself towards your beliefs, it has to do with your own perspective and how open minded you are.

There is also another thing, Japan is very famous for sprinkling Christianity the way we westerners sprinkle Buddhism or other east asian movements in our works, so sometimes it's not that deep.

I don't think in this case it was that deep, but this is just my opinion :)

EDIT: I think I should make it VERY clear that no one in the mafia has more or less Christian values than the average person. What Mafia wants is POWER and if power means endorsing the Vatican so that they can keep themselves covered they will.

The Vatican has a HUGE history of being one of the biggest, if not THE biggest imperial dynasties, celibacy was imposed so that the Vatican would not lose land through cardinals/bishops/etc leaving their inheritance to their 15 children, they had their own army and waged wars and crusades. THey were so far off from being "Christians" that monasteries and abbeys were born to be "for Christians who actually wanted to pray for Jesus, Mary and the saints" and all of these monasteries and abbeys were deemed "heretics". When Italy was finally united the Pope threw a hissy fit and locked hinself into the Vatican, saying stuff like "you will either vote and burn in hell forever, or you will NOT vote and go to heaven" and it is fucking Mussolini's fault if now the Vatican has these 44 sqkm around the cathedral of saint peter, does not pay taxes, forced kids to have religious studies until it was made not mandatory in 1996 and still holds so much power over deciding what laws are good or not to pass.

Considering all of this, do you really think mafia will not want part of that power, or to be covered by the church? We literally had state funerals held by the pope for when a mafia boss died a few years ago. What does this tell you?

But reality aside, KHR is at the end of the day FICTION, so it's not that deep.

#mod replies #giotto #vongola family #religion tw

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Many happy dreams tend to be explicit. That's all I will say about that. Maybe not all the time, but most of my happy dreams usually may be more explicit. But sometimes happy dreams aren't really that explicit.

But my 'nightmares' are usually just bizarre dreams that make not the slightest bit of sense to me. Or bizarre dreams in a dream type dream too. Because those types of dreams are completely confusing for me.

Those dreams seem like a horror movie. Or maybe could be written in or for a horror story. If you ever write for any horror fandoms anyway.

Exactly! Mr. Bulge is the real mastermind of the High&Low story.. But you never see or hear from this person. Whoever or whatever they are in the story. But we do know this person hires Ryo, Jesse, all Warriors and even the prison gang for multiple jobs. And also gets them out of prison - especially Jesse would was in the highest maximum security prison in the SWORD districts. They should've really revealed who Mr. Bulge was. So they should've had more seasons or another movie just to wrap up the story; reveal Bulge, also war between SWORD against the newly formed Kuryu and Mighty Warriors. Just one final time. But also more happy times for the SWORD gangs too, like we mentioned.

That's what I thought! After working so hard to people the people and places in the SWORD district.. Why would he retire. So if there's some chance that he did. That seems so out of character for him after what happened. In my opinion. And yeah, I know Murayama wasn't actually forced to retire even though it really feels like it to me. But that would be because he's not leader of Oya anymore. Though he does join in all of more serious fights when someone needs help, like with the young generations of Oya and the other schools helping them fight gangs.

I wouldn't be surprised if that happened. Like in End Of Sky movie.. In scene where the SWORD gangs met up in that garage - could that be considered a garage? I don't know. Either way. While the leaders were talking about the mafia and yakuza trying to take over the districts so they could create the casinos, everyone else was talking amongst any people who were talking to each other so those situations will happen whenever you hear about the gang leaders. Or.. Something like that...

So twelve episodes so far. I'll have to find a way to watch the Worst Of Evil show soon. If there really are other ways to watch besides Disney.

Yeah... I know there are some people who are multilingual. And I know that Asian celebrities, especially in Korea (based on contracts), would have to be fluent in another language besides their native language.

I don't know why though? Anyway.

If you continue watching Vincenzo, Taecyeon's characters speaks the English language a lot since his character grew up in America since it was mentioned he went to school there. Vincenzo's multilingual too; I know he speaks Italian, Korean and English so you'll hear some of his English too. Two of the women speak English... But they're not fluent, there accents are very broken. So they don't speak that much English just to let you know. And obviously some other Italian characters too.

But same thing with High&Low... I know a portion of those celebrities are mixed ethnicity, so some of them are actually multilingual, which I know isn't surprising. But frequently hearing a lot of characters speak English was so bizarre to me. I don't know why. Maybe because I may never be used to them speaking any other languages besides a native language. That's what I can think of. Especially when they're so fluent in speaking other languages considering it isn't their native language.

Which is why I have some original characters who're also multilingual.

So what did you think of the drama in episode four? Vincenzo and the others burning down the whole pharmaceutical buildings. And.. since that happened, did Jun-woo snap out yet? He's really a good psycho.

a lot of my dreams are also just bizarre. i do enjoy nightmares tho, in a weird way. homemade horror movies from my brain, except i end up forgetting them before i can put the ideas to paper. i’ve only remembered those two dreams vividly. probably because they’re so weird that i kept overthinking them.

i did try writing the second dream into a short story at one point, but i think i’ve lost that story at this point since it’s been years.

yea i think another season would be good. so we can have the bulge plot worked out, but also have the happy/slice-of-life scenes from the gangs. throw the alliance against new kuryu/mighty warriors one last time, wrap everything up nice and neat, fix the loose ends.

i like to think murayama, seki and furuyu are like the amamiya brothers and kohaku&tsukumo after they graduate. like not specifically part of a gang, but still around to help in fights. their own little thing. i could see them using the ‘oni/demon’ (鬼) kanji as a throwback since it’s in the oya high kanji (鬼邪高校). also it keeps the ‘o’ theme.

i could see the daruma babies and probably seki spilling the beans about hyuga or murayama falling off their vehicles. it probably spreads quickly through the rest of the non-leaders. yamato probably tells cobra later; yamato thinks it’s funny, cobra thinks they’re idiots.

it’s on myasiantv.ac and they update real quick with subtitles. there are pop-up ads tho. there’s five episodes currently up and subbed. apparently they released 2 episodes yesterday yaaaaaaayy.

it just seems strange to randomly throw in english sentences. especially when he’s talking to other people. like how many normal people in korea are fluent in english?

i remember the english scenes in high&low, like that one with yamato fighting that guy and just being like ‘i don’t know what you’re saying!’.

i liked episode four for the most part after the annoying beginning with the building people. i liked the fake ‘torture/shooting’ scene, and the threatening scene where he’s on the phone with ms choi. ‘dark’!vincenzo was very hot.

#tj answers #long post //#long post anon

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