#night love syndrome iii

[bl-bracket]

Best Siblings Round 1: Siwon & Siyeong (Blueming) vs Day & Night (Love Syndrome III)

[Submitted Reasons Under Cut]

Siwon & Siyeong: "They argue and fight, but they’ve got each other’s backs. They’re allies in living with a loving but self-centered and dysfunctional mom. They’re close enough to tweeze each others eyebrows. They bicker at the dinner table. Si-yeong believes in her brother enough to want to push him by submitting his script to a competition. Yes, she goes behind his back, but it’s done out of love (and the adolescent hubris of thinking she knows best). And as the audience we can’t be too mad, since her action was crucial to the plot."

Day & Night: "Cause they only had each other, plotted revenge together, to protect Night's honor, but ended up falling in love with their targets 😁 forming a big red flagged found family 😅 like iconic!!! (And their names are DAY and NIGHT ! )"

[mygwenchan]

Works by author Yeonim in chronological order

Book 1: “I’m gonna be bad…Because it’ll make you love me” > Gear & Night

Book 2: “I love you so much…So brutal! - Part 1” (aka Love Syndrome I or Day & Itt Part 1) > Day & Itt*

Book 3: “Bad love…Of a man” > Kan & Beam

Book 4: “Violent impact” > Oh & Pang

Book 5: “Heart of a giant baby” > Pat & Boss

Book 6: “Addictive love on men type S” > Phat & Miles

Book 7: “Storm of love” > Storm & Lava

Book 8: “Lesson in love” > Joe & Graf

Book 9: “Guilty love…Wrong place or wrong love?” > Fang & Ken

Book 10: “Naughty love…Problems in love” > Brown & Coco

Book 11: “I love you so much…So brutal! - Part 2” (aka Love Syndrome II or Day & Itt Part 2) > Day & Itt*

Book 12: “Very tempting” > Disco & Jump

Book 13: “Mafia love” (aka Unforgotten Night) > Kim & Kamol and Khom & Baiboon

Book 14: “Love gently…For three” > Kit & Lop & Ruj

Book 15: “I love you so much…So brutal! - Part 3” (aka Love Syndrome III or Day & Itt Part 3) > Day & Itt*

Book 16: “Why…Why are you so mean? Why do you have to love me? - Part 1” (aka Nan & Mac Part 1) > Nan & Mac

Book 17: “Opportunity for love” > Sage & Frog

Book 18: “Why…Why are you so mean? Why do you have to love me? - Part 2” (aka Nan & Mac Part 2) > Nan & Mac

Book 19: “Subduing the tiger” > Roman & Keith

Book 20: “I love you so much…So brutal! - Part 4” (aka Love Syndrome IV or Day & Itt Part 4) > Day & Itt*

Book 21: “Love this time…I don’t feel anything” > Phai & Bank

*Itt is called Brick in some of the novel translations

Link to Yeonim's profile on tunwalai.com

[pharawee]

You've really done it now, Day...

[littleragondin]

"- One day, you will find someone's hand, ready to hold yours for the rest of your life, Kim. - ... Who will want to hold my hand for the rest of their life?" - Unforgotten Night

[daouoffroads]

Night & Gear in Love Syndrome III

[placetneplacet]

For whatever reason I’m coming back to Love Syndrome…

I loved Unforgotten Night and no it was not “good”, but I loved it and the thing is it did have a story, characters had motivations, we ended up in a place that made sense. No it was not the most visually stunning show, it had no bells and whistles. It was a Thai soap opera and never claimed to be anything else.

The trash watches that have failed to pull me in are ones that I’ve felt lacked any story or character motivations that made sense, they also tended towards delusions of grandeur to things that they were not.

I think Love Syndrome might actually be more of an Unforgotten Night, because there does appear to be a story…now it’s being told in a rather ham fisted way, but I think that goes with the soap opera territory.

Yes, Itt whining about cake was hard on the nerves by the end of episode, but the show did make it clear it was never actually about the cake.

Day states right out that he wants Itt to be a spoiled brat and to rely on Day to spoil Itt. Day has specifically cultivated this codependency. Their relationship began in a violent and toxic manner and it has evolved into this slightly less toxic dependency on one another.

The cake is a symbol of the problem, which is that Day is not holding up his end of the relationship.

Day has become a workaholic, which all of Itt’s family and friends read as Day becoming a good provider for Itt. Day is fulfilling, in their mind, his toxic patriarchal role of being the breadwinner for his “wife”, why can Itt complain?

Because that is not the toxic relationship that Itt has agreed too. Day wanted to fulfill Itt’s every emotional and physical need, Day cultivated the codependency on purpose. Itt doesn’t want a “good provider.”

Itt wants his codependent cake.

Which is why Day relents and gets cake and is driving home in the rain…Day wants Itt to have his codependent cake.

[forkaround]

I like this universe thing BLs are doing where the side characters of one story get their own full series as opposed to multiple seasons focusing on one couple. It's nice.

[lgbtally4ever]

BANANA FISH (anime series)

I’m still watching Banana Fish (on Prime). I had to take a break, because this series is dark, depressing, and a lot to handle.

In the break, I binge-watched NIGHT DREAM (loved it!), am continuing rewatching TharnType (love it), and (don’t judge me), but I’m sort of rewatching, Love Syndrome III, because the first time I watched it on You Tube, the version I watched was poor, with very bad resolution, bad subtitles, and I think it was missing parts of episodes. So, even though I hated it the first time, I thought I’d give it another chance.

It’s not much better, the second time around!

I’m going to start watching, I Feel You Linger in the Air, since that was what I, actually, subscribed to YOUKU for in the first place, (but then found Night Dream)!

I’m watching all of these, PLUS all the ones appearing weekly!

So many BLs, not enough time! LOL 😝

[colourme-feral]

This week (16 - 22 Jul) on the shared filming locations game in Thai (mostly) ql,

Club Friday: Moments & Memories, La Pluie and Love Syndrome III Also spotted by @blmpff​

Club Friday: Moments & Memories and Big Dragon Spotted by @blmpff!

Laws of Attraction, Step by Step, Oh! My Sunshine Night, Nitiman, Don’t Say No, Never Let Me Go and A Tale of Thousand Stars and Tonhon Chonlatee (1, 2)

Also noted by @dribs-and-drabbles and @blmpff

My Ride, Till the World Ends and Midnight Musuem Spotted by @blmpff!

Laws of Attraction, My Secret Love, Destiny Seeker, Remember Me and My Only 12% (location) Also spotted by + screenshots from @blmpff

Laws of Attraction and Club Friday: Moments & Memories As spotted by @blmpff!

The Wedding Plan and GAP the Series Thanks to @forkaround and @dribs-and-drabbles for pointing that out!

The Wedding Plan and The Miracle of Teddy Bear

[thequeenofsastiel]

You know, I felt super protective of Gear, but tbf he knows who Day is and actively encouraged Itt to make a choice that he knew would drive Day insane. And was then dumb enough to stick around. Both he and Night should have high tailed it given how they knew Day would react to this. The fact that they didn't is a little baffling.

[mysterygrl20]

im ready for the dumpster fire that may be love syndrome 3 since it's made by the unforgotten night team

[mygwenchan]

My brain tells me to hyperfixate on the mess that are the relationships between characters in the Love Syndrome/Unforgotten Night universe, so here is a work in progress :) It's still very much incomplete, mostly because I'm watching Love Syndrome and reading Gear&Night and Itt&Day stories at the same time and... god there are so many characters and they all intermingle! Look at the stuff going on between Day's and Itt's group specifically. It's like a polycule at this point jfc... Anyway, I'll probably update the chart when I read and watch some more!

[pharawee]

Rossi Nonthakorn as NIGHT —LOVE SYNDROME III, Episode 2

[bestleader]

since love syndrome iii ended yesterday, not talking about the uncut version, i decided to rewatch unforgotten night and lemme tell you the vibes are just not the same. the characters don't feel like they are all from the same base story. with that being said, i really hope they tell the stories of all the side/minor couples with future series bc i've actually enjoyed what i've read so far. granted, some things have gotten lost in translation, the actual plot of each story is pretty decent and entertaining.

[randomdragonfires]

If The Sun Ever Rises | Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1 | To See You Again

SUMMARY | After narrowly escaping the Battle Above God’s Eye, Prince Aemond is now a hidden fugitive within the very kingdom he once ruled. Driven by vengeance, he plans to usurp Aegon III and avenge his family. His rage-blinded path to the throne begins with getting rid of Cregan Stark and the men who support his nephew’s rule. Having nothing to lose, he recklessly kidnaps the Northerner’s betrothed - his own niece - hoping to lure him and his men out to fight.

Soon, Aemond finds that memories of a first love are strong, and that he cannot steel his heart against the woman he has loved all his life.

WARNINGS | 18+; Smut; Canon Divergence - Aemond lives (but barely); Violence; Stockholm Syndrome; Mental and Physical Trauma; Angst; Canon Incest; Manipulation; No Happy Endings In This House YAY

WORD COUNT | 2k

Text Divider by @saradika

They had been running for three days now.

Slivers of moonlight pierced through the dense canopy above. The twisted and gnarled branches of trees, like skeletal fingers grasping for the Seven Heavens, cast their eerie shadows across the forest floor. The tangled roots snaked across the damp earth and moss clung to the ancient trunks like a dark shroud.

The air was heavy with the scent of damp soil and decaying leaves, mingling with the sweet aroma of wildflowers that dared to bloom amidst the darkness. Faint whispers seemed to echo through the tangled undergrowth, as if the very forest itself held secrets long forgotten.

As they ascended the hill, the terrain grew steeper, the path narrow and treacherous. Each step was a struggle against the relentless pull of gravity, the earth slick with dew beneath their feet. Aemond held onto her hand as tightly as she could - she hadn’t allowed him to touch her initially, having been in shock at being abducted from the arms of her betrothed - but there was only so much a defeated, tired princess could do on her own.

She panted from exertion. The blood on her face was dry now – he’d needed to hurt her to get her to comply. She looked at him with all the anger that he knew she was never capable of, and a forgotten corner of his mind yearned for an easier time when she’d held different feelings for him.

In an ideal world, there would have been no war. He could have married her, just as he’d promised in the protected darkness of the nights in hidden chambers and intimate correspondences. They could have been happy.

Though his thirst for vengeance was screaming at him, a small part of his mind wished for a quieter time; a time that would never come.

His family was dead, and he needed her to balance the scales. He owed Helaena that much. He owed Aegon that much. Mother, Daeron, Criston, sweet Jaehaerys, and Maelor - all his kith and kin. He had failed them all.

He would be damned to all Seven Hells before letting their deaths mean nothing.

At the hill's summit, the forest parted, revealing a precipice that loomed over the land below. The distant glimmer of moonlight danced upon the surface of a winding river, its waters black as night. He let go of her, and she fell to her knees, relishing the feeling of a flat surface and slower breaths as she bid her heart to slow down. He watched her ears perk up as she heard the crunch of his boots over the dry leaves, stalking towards her in that catlike stealth that he had taught himself to have.

He took her by surprise as he tightened his arm around her chest and grabbed her by the neck, making her body twitch in fear as she rose involuntarily. At the edge of the abyss, he turned her around to face him as he let the cold steel of his blade kiss her skin and travel over her frayed white dress from neck to navel.

How did we come to this?

She did not recognize the man in front of her.

He was the boy who had brought her books when her brothers teased her to the point of crying; who had kept her company in her grief of being a dragonless Targaryen; who had held her hand and promised that he would marry her; the one who had come rushing to her the night he claimed Vhagar, promising to take her on a ride.

He was the man who had taunted her and her brothers' parentage at a family supper; who had kissed her senseless in a lone passageway the very same night when he found out that Rhaenrya had no intention of letting him have her. He was the man who had killed sweet, mischievous Luke; the one whom she had left behind when she had been sent to the North; the one whom she had hoped would come and take her away, against all odds.

So many memories tied to him, inexplicably. And yet, she did not recognize the man in front of her.

As a boy, he had had such striking eyes - in color, but more so in the volatility of their regard. Always flitting about, looking for things to imbibe, to brand into his memory. His functional eye had grown different since she had last seen him - distant, devoid of the charming curiosity that would shine in his violet orb.

The eye of a war-worn murderer. He had probably brought her here because he wanted to kill her too.

“You’re supposed to be dead,” she whispered the words, almost uncertain. The coldness of his Valyrian steel dagger made goosebumps rise up on the planes of her skin, and yet, she surprisingly found that she was scared, not in the least.

He smirked and leaned in close to her, the leather strap of his eyepatch grazing her temple as she let the warmth of his breath bloom over her face. He raised the blade to her neck and teased her, being so bold as to let out a throaty, exhausted laugh that sounded more maniacal than anything else. She shut her eyes closed, hoping that if she could keep her world dark, she could pretend that this was all a nightmare.

She had often dreamt that he would take her away. She had hoped and hoped and hoped, and now that he was here, she couldn’t fathom how wrong she had been to wish for it.

Silly little fool.

“Sharp, sweet niece.”

His tone made her flinch. His voice was rough and predatory - so much so that she couldn’t tell if it was him or the situation itself that made her feel that way. “You’re supposed to be dead. Daemon….”

Her voice was lost in the air as he raised his eyebrow, a menacing smile in place as he pressed the blade into her skin - just enough to make a few blood red spots bloom. “I killed him. He thought he was better than me, the old fool. I stabbed him in his right eye, the very one that I lost. Vengeance, dear niece…” His thumb collected the first drop of blood that dripped from where he had made his mark, “... makes for the sweetest of spoils. And I intend to taste more of this victory…”

It happened on instinct, her reaching out to hold his wrist tight through his shirt. The irony of taking the hand of the man who wanted to hurt her and counting on him to not let her fall was not lost on her; but if she didn’t, she was sure she would faint.

“...With you.”

The last words confused her, having her mind scrabbling to piece the puzzle and figure out his intent. “Me?” She leaned her head back to breathe and put some space between her and his blade, but that only spurned him more as he pulled her to him by the back of her neck.

“Aegon, Helaena, Criston, Jaeherys, Maelor, mother…vengeance for them all. When he comes for you, to save you… I’ll kill him, and then I’ll kill the little boy that you call a King. Take what is rightfully mine and avenge them.”

The Aemond she had known was too calculated, too weary to tell anyone anything at all. But this, this wasn’t her Aemond. This was a different man - a mad killer, a stranger; one that intended to use her in his rage-filled path to regicide and revenge.

When he comes for you, to save you… I’ll kill him. 

She could only think of one man who would come looking for her. Her betrothed, Cregan Stark - the same man who had shown her Northern hospitality and shared his home and hearth so she could be kept safe away from the bloodshed of the war.

And Aemond wanted to kill him. He wanted to kill them all and take the Iron Throne.

“Gods…”

She had always felt compelled to help during the war. She wasn’t a skilled warrior, nor was she a bold woman. Dainty little sweetheart, her mother used to call her. How can I manage to keep you safe and sound?

She had always wanted to help her mother - be a good daughter and play her part in helping her sit the Throne, as was her birthright. When she had been sent to the North as Cregan Stark’s betrothed, Rhaenyra Targaryen had told her that this was her duty, her contribution to the Blacks’ victory.

You will help me win by keeping my mind at ease about you, child, she had said. You will help me win by staying safe and bringing the Northerners’ allegiance to our cause. 

That had been her contribution, but it hadn’t been enough. Daemon, Luke, Jace, Joffrey, Rhaenys… they’re all dead. She had done what she could, and it was not enough.

And now, Aemond wanted to kill sweet Aegon. Her beloved brother, the little one who held the weight of the world on his shoulders. He would make a fine king, she knew - but not if Aemond was going to lure Cregan out to fight and make him vulnerable to attacks.

She’d be damned to all Seven Hells if she let him win.

He had been observing her, it seemed. As she let her thoughts sweep her away, he had taken to watching her, reminding himself of every inch of her. She raised her hand to his warm dry cheek, bony from what could have only been a lack of proper food. How long has he been staying here, amidst the trees?

“You don’t have to do this, uncle. Let me go now, and it’ll be like it never happened. There’s been enough bloodshed.”

She thought she imagined it, but she knew it was true when she felt his grip on the blade falter for just a moment. She made good on his momentary lapse and kicked his knee to fold under him with all her might. He fell, and she took hurried steps away from him as he grunted in pain.

Her skirts swirled as she turned just slightly, sneaking a peek off the edge of the hill. If she jumped, she would fall into the waters that ran below - but would that be enough? She’d have to die. She had to. She would not let him use her; she would not let him kill them.

This was her contribution to the war. Her deceased mother’s victory lay in her daughter’s ability to keep the rightful king alive. This was her chance, and she was not going to fail her. He stood up with panting breaths, and she looked him in the eye as boldly as she could, knowing very well that she might as well be living her last and final moments.

She had always wanted to fly - and if she wasn’t going to do it now, then when would she?

She closed her eyes and threw herself over the edge, seeing the sky become a fading memory as she made the steep drop. Halfway through, she opened her eyes and saw him leaning over the edge, panicked, watching her free-falling figure from the hilltop as she flew, flew, flew.

She fell into the water, making contact with sharp tree branches and thorns on the way down in her descent. The blood on her face and body mixed with the water that surrounded her, and blood-red ripples muddled her vision as she closed her eyes.

Water filled her nostrils, and her vision went dark in a matter of mere moments.

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A/N: Got so inspired by the S2 poster, I managed to finish this damn thing hehe. This was a lot more fast paced than my usual writing style, and I'd love to hear what you guys think! I've been really out of touch with fic writing, and feedback is always welcome :)

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[placetneplacet]

Minding my own business looking for bedtime watching and turns out Love Syndrome is on Viki now!?!?

I'm going to do a rewatch with better subtitles, I might be the only person to rewatch Love Syndrome, but I'm fairly certain I am also one of the only people to ever rewatch Unforgotten Night, so you know this tracks...