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jianwon · 4 months ago

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TOUCH UP AND DOWNS — player 380

sypnosis. the usual chaos fades away when se-mi, the captivating actress, steps into your makeup station. her playful teasing and effortless charm unravel your carefully built composure, leaving you flustered. an unexpected gesture makes you confront feelings you hadn’t anticipated, leaving you questioning if this connection could be more than fleeting, one that might change everything.

part 2 part 3

content— actress!se-mi x fem!makeupartist!reader. pure fluff. flirting and romantic tension. mentions of squid game characters.

disclaimer. story is entirely fictional and in no way reflects real events, individuals, or their relationships. characters mentioned are fictional representations based on their on-screen personas.

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the backstage area of the set was its own ecosystem, a controlled, buzzing chaos where the cast and crew functioned like cogs in a well-oiled, frenzied machine. green tracksuits were tossed onto racks, props were lost and found within minutes, and coffee cups piled up in forgotten corners. yet somehow, amidst the mess, you managed to carve out your own calm at your makeup station. it wasn’t much, just a small table cluttered with palettes, brushes, and bottles of setting spray.

your mornings were always the same, actors trickling in, each with their own quirks and complaints. today started with thanos, who planted himself in your chair with a dramatic groan.

“y/n-ah, you have no idea how much my body hurts,” he grumbled, stretching his arms as if he’d just run a marathon.

"maybe tone it down a bit and try not to act like such a daredevil." you teased, dipping your brush into some fake blood. "hey, i was trying to stay in character!” he protested, puffing his chest out like a proud schoolboy.

“your character dies in episode seven. what exactly were you preparing for?” nam-gyu chimed in from across the room, already in his disheveled tracksuit and inspecting himself in the mirror.

the two men launched into a mock argument while you worked, and you couldn’t help but laugh. the cast was like a dysfunctional family, always bickering, but never seriously. you’d become fond of their antics, even when they slowed you down.

when min-su walked in, grumbling about his hair as usual, the chaos only increased. "this look makes me look like i’m auditioning for a k-pop parody group,” he complained, plopping into the chair next to nam-gyu's.

myung-gi, who was already seated and scrolling on his phone, didn’t even look up before saying, “that’s an improvement from your regular look." the room erupted in laughter as min-su glared at him. “don’t make me mess up your makeup, hyung.”

“not before i do,” you muttered, adjusting his hair until it sat perfectly. “there. now you look less like a coconut.”

“gee, thanks,” min-su said with mock offense, though he grinned at you.

as the morning chaos gave way to quieter moments, you felt your heart do its usual nervous flip when se-mi entered the room. even amidst the energy of the set, se-mi had a presence that demanded attention. everything about her, her walk, her gaze, the effortless way she carried herself. they were magnetic.

“is it my turn yet, artist-nim?” she called with a playful nickname she’d teasingly given you, her voice cutting through the hum of activity like a soft melody. you swallowed hard and nodded, motioning to her chair. “y-yeah, come on over.”

"ready to work your magic and make me pretty?" she asks, settling into the chair with a grin. her fingers sweep through her short hair, brushing it back effortlessly. "pretty? you barely need me for that," you blurt out with a nervous snort, before immediately freezing, your cheeks heating up as the weight of your words sinks in.

"oh?" se-mi tilts her head back suddenly, her eyes locking onto yours. the unexpected movement makes you jump, nearly stumbling over your own feet.

"you're still nervous today," she observes, her voice light but her tone teasing. her gaze shifts to your reflection in the mirror, and her smirk deepens. "i can tell."

“i’m not nervous.” you lied, picking up a brush and focusing intently on your palette. she teased, leaning forward slightly. “then why are your hands shaking?”

your breath caught as you realized she was right. you forced yourself to steady your grip, determined not to let her fluster you any more than she already had. “just… stay still,” you managed, your voice quieter than usual.

as you leaned in to contour her cheekbones, se-mi tilted her head slightly, her smirk deepening. “you’re really good at this, you know,” she said, her tone softer now. “but you don’t give yourself enough credit.”

your heart skipped a beat, and you bit the inside of your cheek to keep from blurting something stupid. “thanks..” you muttered, with a soft smile, focusing on blending the makeup perfectly.

for a moment, the usual backstage chaos seemed to blur into the background. the distant chatter and clatter of equipment faded, replaced by the steady, deafening drumbeat of your own heartbeat pounding in your ears. it was just the two of you, the air thick with an unspoken tension that made it impossible to focus on anything else.

“you’re blushing” se-mi whispered, breaking the spell. you pulled back abruptly, your face burning. “am not!” you said, though your voice betrayed you.

se-mi chuckled, a low, melodic sound that made your stomach do flips. “cute..” she said under her breath, just loud enough for you to hear.

the day moved forward, and with each passing hour, you grew more aware of the fact that it was se-mi’s final scene. she was one of the last actors to wrap, and the air backstage felt bittersweet. the rest of the cast had taken turns congratulating her, but when it came to your turn, you found yourself hesitating.

you watched from the monitors as she delivered her final scene, her performance so raw and emotional that it left a lump in your throat. when the director called cut, applause erupted on set, and se-mi smiled, wiping away tears as the crew cheered.

you were waiting at your station when she walked back, still dabbing at her eyes with a tissue. “you okay?” you asked softly, holding out a pack of makeup wipes.

“yeah,” she said, her voice shaky but steady. “it just… doesn't feel real, you know?”

you nodded, unsure of what to say. instead, you focused on helping her clean off the remnants of her makeup and splatters of fake blood on her face, your hands moving with practiced precision.

“you were incredible,” you said after a moment, your voice barely above a whisper. se-mi looked at you, her gaze soft but intense. “thanks,” she said. “that means a lot coming from you.”

you hesitated, then blurted, “i’m really going to miss you.” her eyebrows lifted in surprise, but her smile quickly returned. “oh? gonna miss my face in your chair every day?”

“not just that,” you admitted, fiddling with the edge of the makeup wipe in your hand. “i’ll miss… you. it’s been nice having you around.”

se-mi studied you for a long moment, her expression unreadable. then, without a word, she reached over to the counter, grabbed a pen, and scribbled something on the edge of a makeup chart. she folded it neatly and handed it to you.

“what’s this?” you asked, your hands trembling slightly as you took it. “my number,” she said simply, her tone warm but teasing. “call me sometime, y/n. i think you’re cute.” your jaw dropped, and she leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “but don’t tell anyone, okay? gotta keep my cool image intact.”

she winked and walked off before you could respond, leaving you frozen in place with the paper clutched tightly in your hand. the chaos of backstage continued around you, but all you could focus on was the faint scent of se-mi’s perfume lingering in the air and the fluttering in your chest.

a/n— just letting you all know that my requests are open ! feel free to send me anything :)

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mullermilkshake · 2 months ago

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Part four <- Part five -> Part six

The special game.

What happens during the special game, stays in the special game.

<- Master list

Frontman!Satoru Gojo x Fem!Reader x Frontman!Suguru Geto (Squid game au) Request by @vampir-queen Font used for title Tags - Murder,Blood, Violence,Canon-typical violence,Stabbing,Mentions of multiple sexual acts/Dacryphilia/Anal/Blow job/ Deep throating/Facial/Breeding/Threesomes,Referenced Partial animal abuse?

“What’s the special game?”

Satoru linked his arm over your shoulders to keep you close while they lined up for the voting. “Shh, don’t say it out loud.”

Suguru gave you an obligatory smile, then a more genuine one to Satoru, his smug grin ticking him off. Satoru had to listen to you getting fucked by his best friend, just the thought of his cock inside you when he wasn’t present stirred something up inside him.

He loved threesomes, a sort of battleground where he and Suguru would beat their chests with closed fists with a series of grunts and hisses while they were spit roasting the same person.

But Satoru was always the pussy guy, he loved it, craved it. Where Suguru liked to face fuck and get his cock down the throat right to the hilt so he could see the body jolt and jerk as the gag reflex triggered. But Satoru’s specialty was coming, and coming hard and frequently.

And boy, did he want to fill your sweet virgin pussy up until it overflowed and dribbled down your legs so you left a crude trail behind you. It would have been even better receiving your first creampie. Little inexperienced thing.

Now Suguru had a taste, Satoru wanted to be your first for something else now.

In your ass? Maybe.

Knock you up? Eh, he couldn’t bear the thought of some random kid looking like him running about the place. Nope. that idea was dead in the water,

Facial? That was a given. Bonus points if he made you cry.

You waved Satoru out of his depraved little hole and brought your voice to nothing but a whisper. “So, what is the special game?”

He took notice of the people getting called forward and figured the best way to explain it to you without giving it away. “So… y’know if this vote goes to O and we stay? Well, it’s gonna piss people off and we reckon they’ll all fight, so we called it the special game… right off the top of our heads and we’re gonna see if they do. It’ll be a bit of entertainment for us all cooped in here.”

You did not look pleased in the slightest. “Seeing everyone fight each other isn’t what I’d call entertaining. It’s barbaric. You’ll just sit and watch?”

Satoru looked to Suguru to work his magic. He delivered. “Oh no, sweetie- it’s not like that. A lot of people will be frustrated and it’s a way to get their energy out so no one gets seriously hurt later down the line… Think of it as pro wrestling.”

“Except there’s no pro’s?”

Shit, you were a tough customer tonight. Maybe if you sat on Satoru’s cock instead of Suguru’s, you’d probably not be so narrow minded, or cranky.

“Pretty much yeah- I think you should sleep with me tonight, y’know… so I can protect you.” Satoru tried his luck, he wasn’t as slick as he first thought.

Your unamused face stared right back at him, one eyebrow raised like you had gained a new personality. But, you were still the same girl he grew to know. “What if you two get hurt? Is this… game worth it? What about the game tomorrow?”

“Let's see if we’re continuing first and then we’ll talk about it, yeah?”

Satoru took your shrug as an agreement and he waited silently for the rest of the time along with Suguru to cast the votes. And like clockwork, the vote to stay or leave was drawn at a tie.

Perfect.

That meant the game was going ahead as planned. The drinks handed out tonight were beautiful green glass bottles nestled with a delectable fruit bun. Not to Satoru’s complete taste, but it would do before lights out.

When Satoru got to his bunk, you were sitting there like he’d asked, bottle in hand talking with Suguru. You were smiling.

“Hey, you two!” Satoru slipped in between you and Suguru and chowed down on the sweet treat and slid the glass bottle under his bunk.

From a distance, it would have looked like Suguru was giving him a look of contempt at his rude entrance. For one, Satoru was just like that, and secondly, Suguru was thinking the same as him. He put the bottle under his bunk too.

Two wonderful murder weapons when things got ugly. And it would. It was all but guaranteed. Blood was getting shed and Satoru couldn’t wait to finally participate in something exciting. What had been so far were easy games until now.

Murder, bloodshed and extreme violence for no unintended audiences. Satoru knew the VIP’s were watching somewhere, he knew Sukuna was looking sometimes too when he could be bothered and not tucked away with that elusive wife of his.

Pfft! He’s probably tellin’ lies through his ass. Probably a virgin-

“Satoru?” Suguru waved his hand past his face before giving him a firm yet gentle slap on his cheek. “You’re awfully out in the clouds today, Satoru.”

“Me? Nah… Just thinking of uh, some strategies of staying safe for the foreseeable, maybe we could all sleep together? Now what the bunks have been cleared out a little, we could make a little nest to hold up in.”

“Like a barricade?” Well, Satoru wouldn’t have put it as delicate as you just did, but the concept was essentially the same.

Suguru tucked into his bun and agreed. “Might be the first smart thing you said all day, Satoru. If we get a load of the leftover futons and go get in a corner, it might work.”

“Of course it’ll work, or my name isn’t Satoru Gojo.”

He was incredibly intelligent, Suguru did not need to tell him that. Just a mind game he always liked to play when they were kids. Who was smarter? Satoru, every time. They planned pranks and harmless jokes on the towns people, the stray dogs and other kids and whoever could get away with the most before getting caught was automatically crowned the smartest.

Satoru was a little shit. He could practically get away with murder. But Suguru, he was more diplomatic and therefore most people expected more from him unaware of how fucked up and twisted he actually was.

Sometimes he actually made Satoru double take.

“Alright then, we’ll make a bed to stay the night when the lights go out. It won’t turn so many heads then-“

“Ten minutes until lights out.” The speaker tore through the room.

Suguru stood first, his eyes pasted onto the other side of the room where he already knew. Satoru did too, the cautious gazes back and fro from the opposing side, the dangerous glares back at the smokey green glass in their hands.

Things were going to get bloody.

The air was way to tense for it not to be, if the triangle masks had no guns present, Satoru thought it would have gone in right there and then without recourse to stop it. Too many emotions in such a cramped space.

Made the perfect cocktail of blood and red.

When the lights clicked off and left the room in a temporary darkness before the money pig lit up again, Satoru took your hand and tiptoed through the empty bunks for the far corner of the room.

He was either killing, or getting his cock sucked tonight. Either would tire him over until tomorrow.

The former seemed more likely when his ears picked up whispering from this side of the room, not the opposing side. It wasn’t a shock as such, but he’d seen that on a few occasions where the side to leave grew so desperate, they started killing just to drive the numbers down.

It looks like the side to stay are getting antsy.

Then, silence.

You moved a few futons and stacked them up against each other in the lowest part of the bunk room, a little gorey hole tucked away right at the back.

Suguru had stopped what he was doing too. He knew it was time.

When the first bottle smashed, Satoru’s adrenaline fired up, his pupils were probably dilating to the low light and his balls were getting that tingle he enjoyed.

He looked at Suguru, and he did the same. They clutched their bottles and turned to you.

“Baby? You need to hide, don’t come out until we get you, or not. Don't wait up and we’ll keep you safe!”

Maybe.

Depending on how excited Satoru got, he was sure to need a good fucking after, or maybe even just a quick tug in his cock to get the overexcited juoces out so that he could calm down and sleep.

But he didn’t need you for that, he had his own hand and if he didn’t feel like sitting in his hand for ten minutes, he was sure Suguru would do it for him.

Wouldn’t be the first time.

“Wait!” You tugged his player jacket to stop him.

Satoru looked over his shoulder every now and then at the action he was missing. Suguru managed to step aside and run off without a word. Asshole.

“What? You’ll be safe here-“

“Don’t get hurt, or I’ll be annoyed.” Your voice trembled, not that Satoru cared.

He kissed you anyway. Because that’s what text book heroes did.

“Take care of yourself.”

You nodded and finally let him go, jumping over empty bunks and already knocked down bloodied bodies. He’d missed so much fun already.

Take Suguru for example, straddling a struggling man all drenched in blood by repeatedly stabbing him in the chest with that broken bottle. It wasn’t fair. He’d wasted so much time already and it was only a matter of time before the masked workers came in and ruined everything.

Satoru picked the closest person and yanked them on the ground by the hair. He didn’t care who it was or what side they supported, he just wanted blood. He soon found out that it was a woman from his own side, he recognised her cry and pleas to stop. Her pretty face was one he should have remembered, but he could only see you like this on the floor in his mind, ready for his cock.

Would you beg like this? Maybe. Could he make you beg like this? Definitely. You’d bend to him just like this woman in front of him was.

“Please! I-I don’t want to di-” Satoru smashed his glass bottle over her head and stabbed her right in the throat, several times actually.

He really did try to hide his laughter at some point, though he gave up quickly after when the iron richness flooded his nostrils and that unusual gritty stickiness got between his fingers and under his nails. She was dead, but he kept stabbing.

Then, someone tried to get to Satoru. Someone actually dared to try him. First step to taking Satoru by surprise was not using the battle cry in movies and using all their strength before even getting within reach of him. Idiot.

Satoru grabbed at his pant leg and toppled him over. Like an animal in heat he was over him, getting his knees either side and using his fists to punch the ever living fuck out of this guy with an X on his jacket.

One swift punch to the face, another, and another, one more. Okay, a few more until he stopped moving. Satoru flexed his hands and climbed off, picking the bottle back up and running with it to look for someone else while he still had time.

Then, he heard you scream.

His worst fears weren’t realised, but the inconvenience of finding a new play thing this late on was a pain in the ass. Well, that was his initial assessment until; he saw you, right where he had left you.

Except, you weren’t on your own. You had company.

A guy had slipped past and gone for the unobvious target and found you in the shadows. Yet, he hadn’t hurt you from what Satoru could see… no. You were stabbing him over and over and over, arms drawn up high with the bottle shaking between your fists as it pounded the guys chest each time.

“You fucker! I said leave- leave me alone!”

Satoru stopped and watched for a minute, getting closer with each sharp drop of the bottle and each wet slop of the dead body the more cut up it got.

It was the fucking hottest thing he’d ever seen.

He called out to you but you did not register it at first, still killing the already very deceased man. So he tried again, only a little louder.

Still nothing. He moved closer to see just how much blood you were covered in. “Hey, I think he’s dead now.”

Satoru begrudgingly took the bottle from your hands which seemed to knock you out of the trance. “S-satoru!”

You lunged at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and sobbing into it. “He-he threatened to hurt me. I didn’t know where you were! I had no choice- I thought this was going to be like pro wrestling!”

Satoru would have slouched and rolled his eyes had you not been so pressed up against him. Well done Suguru.

Still, Satoru was unusually proud of you. “You did good, I didn’t think you had it in you.”

Looking at him, he saw how red and puffy your eyes were, but a lot of it was sprayed blood from the body. “You both left me! Don’t do that again. Please don’t.”

Well, how could he refuse you when you looked so adorable covered in another man's blood? In fact, it turned him on amidst the screams of the other players. So he did what any sane man would do with a woman practically sitting in his lap. He kissed you, though never expected you to kiss back. So when you did, it amped the air of the room up to something inherently sexual and extremely heated.

He wanted to fuck you right then and there, and he would have had the bullets not started flying around the room.

You flinched for a second, but let Satoru lay you down in the little nook in the corner anyway. He noticed the way you wrapped your legs around his waist, arms locked and secure. The little futon base you started building was right over there, soft and hidden away.

“Right here?”

You nodded and swallowed hard, he saw the way your through was calling to him. Fuck. Danger really was an aphrodisiac.

How could he refuse when you just went through a near death experience? You had more than just piqued his interest by how far you’d lasted.

You had finally caught his full attention.

DISCLAIMER - I do not own any of the characters of Jujutsu Kaisen, or anything from Squid game. This is a work of fan fiction and is absolutely not representative of the views or intentions of the original creator(s).

Also please don’t post any of my work without permission thank you!

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midnight--sadness · 3 months ago

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jj knew what he was doing wearing pink and pearl necklace. i feel like spiraling and rocking back & forth who was i before jungjae who was i before seong gihun... you're telling me not only the main character of squid game is a MILF but so is the actor. oh. oh i'm in heaven.

i wish i was jws...

this is exactly the internal monologue that goes through my head at all times 😩🙏 wtf was i doing with my life before i started stanning this man???

the pink jacket and pearl necklace was an unmatched day.... we all remember where we were 🤧

gihun BECAME a milf through jj's acting, if any other actor had been cast he would not exude the malewife energy that he does when jj plays him 💖

JUNG WOOSUNG U LUCKY BASTARD U BETTER TREAT OUR MOTHER RIGHT!!! 😖

#asks #yapping 4ever #lee jung-jae #jung woo-sung #squid game #seong gi-hun

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rinoaskyes · 1 year ago

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Blue Lock

I feel like this was one of those anime that flew under the radar, at least as far as overseas fans are concerned.

Blue Lock is like high energy Naruto-esque battle anime meets FIFA Street. The story is set around 2018 where in the real world, the Japan national team just finished 16th in the FIFA World Cup. Ego Jinpachi, a somewhat maniacal figure with unorthodox methods is hired to lead Japan. He hypothesises that what Japanese players are missing is "an ego" and thus develops Blue Lock, a training program designed to create the world's greatest striker. Elite high school football players are recruited into Blue Lock, the catch being that failing it would result in them never being permitted to represent Japan.

The Blue Lock setting is what gives this show an edge over your typical sports anime. It creates plot developments that border on fantastical where instead of just your typical football drills and matches, Ego is able to devise rounds that are akin to Squid Game or a reality TV show like Survivor. Admittedly the stakes do feel quite low which can sometimes make the pressure the players face a little funny. But I've never come close to representing my country in any kind of sports so perhaps being in that position really does feel like a life or death situation.

I love the cast of characters who each embody a different personality, from your cold geniuses, talents borne from hard work and just flat out wild cards. Bachira is probably by favourite but I have a lot of love for Nagi too! Also just as a random aside, the names are really unique and anime-esque. I've never met anyone in Japan called Bachira, Raichi or Gagamaru. Super interesting readings for their kanji.

My favourite thing about Blue Lock is the animation itself. Everything from the setting to the music is amazing at creating such a high tension environment with scenes that really exude power. Watching them play football was a lot like watching a 1v1 fight in any of your typical shounen battle anime. For this reason, I'm waiting patiently for season two rather than reading the manga because I really want to experience the story fresh and for the first time.

#blue lock #anime #sports #sports anime #yoichi isagi #bachira meguru #nagi seishiro

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gaslightgatekeepgirlbosscombat · 2 years ago

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Group C, Round 2, Poll 5:

Propaganda under the cut

Beroba

Teenage girl who is actually a creepy old lady. She’s like sadist horny for the most mentally ill man in the cast but don’t get me wrong she is happy to torment the girls too! He desire is to with was the Ultimate Suffering. Future bitch from the future who sponsors the monsters in the death game reality show the main characters fight in. Did I mention this is squid games the superhero show for Japanese ten year olds? She manages to steal the way to control the whole system from the staff and take everything over. She sets up all the trickery that has the main three guys fighting each other and the female lead to descend into despair. Her characters song can be described as “Beroba and her Bitch Boys” and includes a line that more or less translates to “Staff won’t let me bite you people of the past so I settle with red Jellybeans”. She eats Jellybabies, which are larger. She has such big dick energy she gets a giant lollipop and hands her male partner in crime a tiny one. The only reason she lost was her own vanity and desire to torment Michinaga (her bitch boy and also her Oshi who she wants to see suffer) with what he lost. Turns out he got it back. Her Ridersona is a four story tall bull mech.

Harumi

Oo boy where to I start. She emotionally manipulates the main character and then uses his emotions against him to revive his dad but evil. She ran a biker gang/cult and only let her three top generals know who she was. She went to extreme measures to get what she wanted, including burning down her palace and killing her adoptive parents.

some of her greatest hits include: Gaslighing Garmadon into hating Lloyd (his son), Gatekeeping being Garmadon's Son (even though she's not related to him and also a girl), Girlbossing her way to becoming the leader of a terrorist group while also being the Princess of Ninjago. siccing the terrorist group on the royal family, killing the king and queen because she hated them and didn't wanna be princess anyways, she'd rather be the evil puppet master behind a necromanced figurehead dictator.

Harumi is such a girlboss shes an orphan and was adopted by the emperor and empress and then BLEW UP THE PALACE AND KILLED THEM and she resurrected lord garmadon (evil!!!) and runs a criminal org/biker gang also she had this relationship with Lloyd where she pretty much just manipulated him but other than that I support her evilness

"Okay so after an unfortunate tragic pass of her parents dying in a freak accident, she has dedicated her life in taking revenge on those who are even somewhat linked to their death. I'm talking, she manipulated her way into the royal family to get resources, starts a cult/gang worshiping one of the worst villains to ever hit the realms, and also completely plays with one of the ninja's feelings to get what she wants. Oh, yeah his feelings? She knew he had trauma, issues, just wanted to be loved, AND SHE USED THAT before leaving him to die on multiple occasions. She's also one of the few villains to actually win. Like she gets what she was aiming for, she wins. So yeah, Harumi is a girlboss."

#connor roy #group c #beroba #kamen rider geats #lego Ninjago #harumi Ninjago #ninjago harumi #ninjago #harumi #princess harumi #harumi jade #Sons of garmadon

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yanahn-blog · 1 year ago

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What's up with Death Games? (A Poll & A TTRPG)

Remember when Squid Game was the new hotness? - coming into a long tradition of entertainment media about people stabbing each other for things as a commentary on our society (or human nature or the entertainment industry etc. etc.)

It's an evergreen genre and while I've got my guess at why it's like that (*cough* the gamification and entertainment-ification of our society (where everything is a game-esque and not a lot of it is like fun) *cough*) In light of Laurie O' Connel launching his new tabletop game on the genre (with 11 days left to check it out), I wanted to see what you all think and also chat a bit about the game! Regardless of what drew you to the genre, I hope this might be of interest to you.

Death Game the tabletop game is a narrative-driven tabletop roleplaying game when characters compete in a high-stakes battle for survival - his Kickstarter page (linked in the image) explains the details But the main gist is that you all collaboratively make an arena (with a secret ballot for a horrible gimmick/twist) - someone starts off as the GM (running challenges & archetypal NPCs) and everyone else makes some Competitors to subject to challenges within this imagined vale of tears. Danger lurks at every corner (and roll) and once a Competitor perishes, their player is now the new GM - with the GM picking an NPC to elevate to Competitor to play - and the game goes on until Competitor No. = Player No. and the Final Showdown phase begins.

I will be frank and say I enjoy games with a rotating GM mechanic (especially thanks to my gaming friends, who frequently when asked will supply an even more terrible idea than GM me could have pondered for their hapless character) - and also I enjoy the irreverent and satirical energy Laurie brings to his game writing (check out the archetypes you can play in this game, they are an Interesting Bunch)

I'm also just happy to be part of a cast of great stretch goal writers - shoutout to @ratwavegamehouse (writing a hospital themed arena) and @wendiyu (whose as yet unrevealed arena I am very curious about)

#ttrpgs #indie ttrpg #zine month #death game

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otunnicliffe · 1 year ago

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Queens Of Hogwarts

Chapter Two: The Bet

I bet on losing dogs

I know they're losing and I pay for my place by the ring

Where I'll be looking in their eyes when they're down

I'll be there on their side, I'm losing by their side

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The sun glowed upon Hogwarts, the rays filling the entire castle with warm and sun. Hogwarts on a sunny day is a sight to behold, where the ancient magic of the castle meets the vibrant energy of the natural world. The sun casts a golden glow over the sprawling grounds, highlighting every detail with warmth and light.

The castle itself, with its high towers and turrets, appears even more majestic under the clear blue sky. The stone walls, weathered and worn with age, glisten slightly, reflecting the sun's rays. Stained glass windows sparkle in a riot of colours, casting playful patterns of light onto the ground below.

The Great Lake, usually dark and mysterious, transforms into a vast, shimmering expanse of blue, mirroring the sky above. Gentle ripples catch the sunlight, creating a dazzling dance of light on the water's surface. The giant squid occasionally breaks the surface, causing a cascade of sparkling droplets.

The Forbidden Forest, bordering the castle grounds, is less foreboding under the bright sunlight. The dense canopy of trees is illuminated, revealing shades of green from the darkest emerald to the lightest lime. Sunlight filters through the leaves, creating dappled patterns on the forest floor and highlighting the vibrant flora and fauna.

Hagrid's hut, with its earthy charm, sits comfortably on the edge of the forest. The garden is in full bloom, with pumpkins growing larger by the day and colourful flowers nodding gently in the breeze. Smoke curls lazily from the chimney, a comforting sight against the blue sky.

The Quidditch pitch is a hive of activity, with students practicing and soaring high on their broomsticks, their laughter and shouts of excitement carried on the warm breeze. The golden snitch glints as it darts through the air, challenging players with its elusive speed.

The courtyards and lawns are bustling with life. Students lounge on the grass, their black robes contrasting with the bright green. Some are studying or reading, while others play games or engage in animated conversations. The statues and gargoyles around the castle seem to smile in the sunlight, their normally stern faces softened by the light.

The gardens and greenhouses are vibrant with colour and fragrance. Herbology students can be seen tending to magical plants, the sunlight enhancing the vivid hues of the exotic flora. The scent of fresh grass and blooming flowers fills the air, creating a heady, invigorating atmosphere.

In the afternoon, the warmth of the sun is tempered by a gentle breeze, rustling the leaves and carrying the sounds of laughter, chatter, and distant birdsong. As the sun begins to set, the sky transforms into a canvas of oranges, pinks, and purples, casting a magical glow over the castle and grounds, making Hogwarts appear even more enchanting as day turns to night.

It was therefore, no surprise that practically every student was out on the field that lay over the Black Lake, soaking up the last rays of early September, before the cold autumn weather would take over, and eventually freeze during the winter months.

As the sun continued to shine, casting light all throughout the field, a group of Ravenclaw girls sat near an old oak tree, chattering away. These girls gossiped and chattered filling up the empty space that held there before.

At the centre of the group was the self-proclaimed leader of the group, Neveah Carter. Neveah was notoriously snide and nasty to everyone, even members of her own group. She was gossipy, and the fair majority of rumours have sprouted from her mouth. Everything about this girl seemed to exude a sense of self-worth. Her skin, a rich mahogany hue, glowed warmly under the soft lighting, highlighting the smoothness and depth of her complexion. Her dark eyes were deep and expressive, and always shone with a slightly nasty light, as if it seemed to show the person she was on the inside. Neveah's hair, a cascade of thick, natural curls, framed her face in a halo of texture and beauty, each coil a testament to her heritage and individuality. A pureblood, she seemed to be brimming with power and influence.

On the opposite side of the group sat Ximena Li. Ximena, to everyone else was just like the other three girls, shallow, self-centred and bitchy, but in reality she wasn't anything like them. As the years progressed her meeting them in first year, Ximena had started to realise just how toxic this group actually was, and was starting to want to distance herself from them, often finding herself staring at the Gryffindor girls jealously, looking at a friendship she was wishing for. She was quieter, never really mean and almost kind, especially to the other three girls. She was pale, with perfect skim, and round eyes marking her Chinese descendance, something that Ximena held with pride. Her eyes brimmed with knowledge, as she was the smartest one in the group by far, and always seemed unsure, as if she knew what her friends were saying to people was wrong, but knew that she couldn't do anything about it. Her hair was raven in colour, and was always perfectly straight and glossy. A muggle-born, she knew where her place was in a school full of pure-bloods and just tried to accept her place.

Another girl there was Amelia Rosario, who stood out vividly against the green backdrop of the field, her fiery red hair a brilliant cascade of curls that fell just past her shoulders. Her hair, naturally voluminous and full of life, framed her face in a way that highlighted her fair, freckled complexion. Her eyes, a striking shade of emerald green, sparkled with a mix of curiosity, mischief and usually venom for those whom she did not like or approve of. They were framed by naturally dark, thick lashes and perfectly arched eyebrows that gave her expressions an added depth and intensity. Amelia’s skin was a delicate, porcelain-like canvas dotted with a sprinkling of light freckles across her cheeks and nose, giving her a youthful, fresh appearance. She was considered nastier than Neveah, as she was more out-right with her taunts, whereas the other was more snide and calm. She also was obsessed with Sirius Black, telling anyone that would listen that he was hers, even though the reality was they hooked up at the end of the last year and Sirius never spoke to her again. She was also a pure-blood, and immensely power-hungry, always wanting to rise above her ranks.

The final girl in the group of Crystal Walker, who was sat with them, seemingly dazing away, which was not unusual for her. Her blonde hair, long and straight, was perfectly styled, cascading down her back in a way that highlighted its natural shine. She often wore it loose, the ends slightly curled to give it a touch of volume and bounce, framing her face with an effortless beauty. Her eyes were a deep blue, reminiscent of the sea, and often looked dazed, or at least not paying attention. They were framed by thick, mascara-coated lashes and perfectly shaped eyebrows that added to her doll-like appearance. Crystal's skin was smooth and fair, with a healthy, sun-kissed glow that suggested she spent plenty of time outdoors. Crystal moved with a carefree, almost whimsical grace, her steps light and buoyant as if she was walking on air. She was a wonder for many students, not many of them truly understanding how she was a Ravenclaw, and the ones who accepted it thought that the Sorting must have been on some kind of trip, as Crystal was not particularly smart, barely passing everything and she also seemed to be off in her own world, not really listening onto many conversations, seeming to be in her own world.

Another group on the field was a group of Slytherins, no one seeming to want to sit to close to them, for fear of the group. The girls in the group were the Black triplets; Andromeda, Narcissa and Bellatrix, alike in name and partially alike in looks, but all vastly different in personality. She was a half-blood, but doesn't really seem to care about blood status that much.

Andromeda was sat on the grass next to her sisters, her deep brown hair cascading in loose waves down her back. The rich brunette tones caught the sunlight, revealing subtle hints of chestnut and mahogany that added depth and warmth to her look. Her hair, naturally glossy and thick, framed her face perfectly, accentuating her refined features. Her eyes, blue like the scarlet Jem, were her most captivating feature. They sparkled with a blend of curiosity and kindness, framed by long, dark lashes that added an expressive touch to her thoughtful gaze. She was by far the kindest Slytherin, known for getting into arguments with her two other sisters about the issue of blood purity and about Bellatrix being kinder to the kids in younger years. Andromeda's movements were graceful and deliberate, reflecting her calm and composed demeanour. Her voice was warm and melodious, with a gentle, soothing quality that made people feel at ease in her presence. When she spoke, it was with a quiet confidence and thoughtfulness that revealed her keen intellect and empathetic nature.

Narcissa was next to her, in the middle of her sisters. That was really the perfect anecdote for her, in the middle of her sisters. She was very neutral about a lot of issues, not as extreme as either sister in terms of her views, trying to be what she hoped as being a good pure-blood girl. Her blonde hair, striking and bright, was cut into a chic bob that swung just above her shoulders. A neat fringe framed her forehead, drawing attention to her expressive eyes. What truly set Narcissa's look apart were the streaks of black interspersed throughout her blonde locks, creating a striking contrast that seemed to highlight the inner turmoil she was facing with her sisters. Her eyes, a piercing icy blue, peeked out from beneath her fringe, framed by naturally dark lashes that gave her gaze an intensity that was both captivating and intriguing. Her complexion was fair, with a healthy, rosy hue that suggested a life lived luxuriously. Her movements were always careful and planned, as if to not give too much away, and her voice was stern mostly, revealing her posh accent and prim manners.

The final sister, Bellatrix, was the exact opposite to Andromeda. She was a muggle-born hater, often going out of her way to terrorize younger year groups from Gryffindor especially. Bellatrix was a whirlwind of energy and unpredictability, her dark brown hair as wild and untamed as her spirit. Her hair fell in loose waves down her back, with the occasional errant curl that seemed to reflect her spontaneous nature. The deep, rich hue of her locks caught the light with an almost glossy sheen, highlighting the natural variations in colour that gave her hair depth and texture. Her eyes, a striking shade of silver, were wide and expressive, always sparkling with a hint of mischief and a glint of excitement. They were framed by thick, dark lashes that added to her intense and captivating gaze. Her skin was the palest of them all, but still held a natural glow that suggested a life lived passionately and without reservations. Bellatrix moved with a restless energy, her steps quick and purposeful, as if she were always on the brink of discovering something new and exciting. Her voice was animated and full of emotion, each word delivered with a dramatic flair that made every conversation an adventure. She had a tendency to speak quickly, her thoughts tumbling out in a rush of enthusiasm that could be both captivating and overwhelming.

Alongside the triplets, were four boys. The first of the boys was a cousin of the Black triplets, Regulus Black, Sirius's twin brother. Regulus stood with an air of quiet intensity, his presence marked by a refined elegance that set him apart. His dark, raven-black hair was impeccably styled, falling in soft waves that framed his sharp, aristocratic features. The hair, sleek and perfectly groomed, added to his overall aura of polished sophistication. His eyes, a piercing shade of grey, held a depth and complexity that reflected his inner turmoil and conflicting loyalties. They were the kind of eyes that seemed to see right through you, filled with a mixture of determination and a hint of melancholy. Framed by long, dark lashes and finely arched eyebrows, his gaze was both captivating and enigmatic. Regulus's complexion was fair, almost pale, highlighting the striking contrast with his dark hair and making his features stand out even more. His skin was smooth, giving him a youthful appearance despite the burden of the secrets he carried. His high cheekbones and well-defined jawline spoke of the pure-blooded heritage he was both proud of and constrained by. Regulus's movements were measured and graceful, exuding a sense of control and precision. He carried himself with a quiet confidence, though there was an underlying tension in his demeanour, as if he was always on guard. His voice was smooth and articulate, with a calm and composed tone that belied the storm of emotions often brewing beneath the surface.

Another boy was Lucius Malfoy. Lucius possessed an air of aristocratic superiority even from a tender age. His platinum blonde hair, sleek and perfectly styled, framed his angular face with a striking elegance that hinted at his pure-blood lineage. Each strand seemed meticulously arranged, reflecting the meticulous attention to detail that would become a hallmark of his character in later years. His eyes, a piercing silver-grey, held a cold intensity that belied his youth. They seemed to size up the world around him with a calculating gaze, revealing a keen intelligence and an innate sense of superiority. Framed by thin, aristocratic eyebrows and long lashes, his gaze was both captivating and unsettling, hinting at the power and influence he would one day wield. Lucius's complexion was pale and flawless, almost ethereal in its porcelain-like perfection. His features were sharply defined, with high cheekbones and a proud, aristocratic nose that added to his regal countenance. His lips were thin and often curled into a disdainful smirk, as if he already knew he held the world at his fingertips. Lucius's complexion was pale and flawless, almost ethereal in its porcelain-like perfection. His features were sharply defined, with high cheekbones and a proud, aristocratic nose that added to his regal countenance. His lips were thin and often curled into a disdainful smirk, as if he already knew he held the world at his fingertips.

Another boy there was not a Slytherin, but a Ravenclaw. Nevertheless, he was friends with the group due to his pure-blood status and often chose to spend time with them rather than his fellow Ravenclaws. His name was Barty Crouch Jr, his dad now becoming a prominent figure in the ministry of magic. Barty sat next to Regulus, his chestnut brown hair tousled by the gentle breeze. His hair fell in casual waves, framing his face in a way that hinted at his easy going nature. The warm, earthy tones of his hair caught the sunlight, adding depth and dimension to his appearance. His eyes, a deep shade of haze, were already showing signs of the craziness he would later be known for, and they also displayed his emotions faster than his words could. They were framed by thick, dark lashes that accentuated their colour and depth, giving him a thoughtful gaze. He carried himself with a sense of casual confidence, his posture relaxed yet self-assured. His voice was cold and harsh with a hint of a laugh that seemed to bubble up effortlessly at others wrongdoings.

The final boy was Evan Rosier. Evan possessed an aura of quiet intensity that set him apart from his peers. His hair, a sleek and glossy shade of sandy blonde, was neatly styled to frame his angular face, adding to his mysterious and enigmatic allure. Each strand seemed to fall perfectly into place, reflecting his meticulous attention to detail and his penchant for perfection. His eyes, a piercing shade of dark green, held a depth and intensity that seemed to see straight through to the heart of any matter. They were framed by thick, dark lashes and sharply defined eyebrows, giving him a penetrating gaze that was both captivating and unnerving. Evan's complexion was pale and flawless, with sharp cheekbones and a strong jawline that added to his striking appearance. Evan's movements were measured and deliberate, reflecting a sense of self-assurance and control that belied his youthful appearance. He carried himself with a quiet confidence, his posture straight and proud, as if he were already accustomed to command and respect. His voice was smooth and commanding, with a hint of a drawl that added to his air of authority.

Fabian and Gideon Prewett were also present on the field. They were a dynamic duo, inseparable since birth and bound together by an unbreakable bond that was as fiery as their vibrant red hair. Their locks were a riot of coppery curls, tousled and untamed, reflecting their wild and adventurous spirits. Each strand seemed to dance with a life of its own, adding to the sense of mischief and excitement that surrounded them. Their eyes, a sparkling shade of emerald green, were filled with an infectious energy and a mischievous twinkle that hinted at the endless pranks and escapades they concocted together. Framed by a scattering of freckles across their cheeks and noses, their gazes were full of warmth and camaraderie, reflecting the deep connection they shared as twins. Molly, their other twin, also looked like them. Their movements were quick and agile, reflecting their boundless energy and zest for life. They moved in perfect synchrony, finishing each other's sentences and anticipating each other's thoughts with an almost telepathic connection. Their laughter was infectious, filling the air with joy and excitement wherever they went.

With them, was Arthur Weasley, their sisters boyfriend and close friend of Fabian and Gideon. Arthur was a picture of enthusiasm and curiosity, with a mop of fiery red hair that seemed to defy gravity as it stuck out in all directions. His freckled face was perpetually adorned with a wide grin, his bright blue eyes twinkling with a sense of wonder and mischief. Despite his youthful appearance, there was an earnestness and determination in his gaze that hinted at the depths of his character. His hair, a vibrant shade of red that matched the flames of his spirit, was tousled and unkempt, a reflection of his carefree and adventurous nature. Each strand seemed to have a mind of its own, defying any attempts to tame it into submission. His complexion was fair and dotted with freckles, giving him a boyish charm that was impossible to resist. Dressed in hand-me-down robes that were a few sizes too big, Arthur embraced his family's modest means with a sense of pride and resourcefulness. His clothing was often patched and worn, but he wore it with a confidence and flair that made it seem like the height of fashion. His wand, though slightly battered from years of use, was always kept close at hand, a constant reminder of the magical world that awaited him. Arthur's movements were animated and full of energy, reflecting his boundless enthusiasm for life. He moved with a youthful exuberance, his steps quick and light as if he were constantly on the verge of discovering something new and exciting. His voice was warm and jovial, with a hint of a Cockney accent that added to his charm.

Frank Longbottom was also among them, laughing alongside Arthur presumably at a joke made by the Prewett's. Frank possessed an air of youthful enthusiasm and optimism that seemed to radiate from every pore. His raven black hair was a wild tangle of curls, refusing to be tamed by any amount of combing. Despite his best efforts to rein it in, strands of hair often escaped in all directions, adding to his boyish charm and giving him an endearingly tousled appearance. His eyes, a warm shade of hazel, sparkled with curiosity and mischief, framed by long, dark lashes that gave his gaze an irresistible depth. Frank's complexion was sun-kissed and freckled, a testament to his love for spending time outdoors and his adventurous spirit. His smile was infectious, lighting up his face with a joy and exuberance that was impossible to resist. Frank's movements were quick and agile, reflecting his boundless energy and zest for life. He moved with a youthful exuberance, his steps light and carefree as if he were constantly on the verge of discovering something new and exciting. His voice was warm and animated, with a hint of a laugh that seemed to bubble up effortlessly.

With them, were the Gryffindor girls, Mary, Molly, Marlene, Dorcas and Alice. Arthur and Molly were together, as were Alice and Frank and the group seemed to burst into laughter at any given point, thierjoy obvious to all around them.

On the field, no one was really surprised to see Pandora Wesia and Xenophilous Lovegood sat together. Both of them were presumed as odd by the majority of students in their year, Xenophilious only really being friends with Pandora and Barty, whereas Pandora was close friends with Regulus Black.

Pandora was an eclectic blonde girl who seemed to effortlessly blend a variety of styles and influences into her unique look. Her hair, a bright and sunny shade of blonde, was long and curly that framed her face with a playful and youthful energy. Her hair was anything but ordinary, often adorned with quirky accessories like feathers or ribbons. Her eyes, a striking shade of turquoise, sparkled with a mischievous glint that hinted at the depth of her creativity and imagination. They were framed by thick, dark lashes and expertly groomed brows, adding to the intensity of her gaze. Pandora's complexion was fair and flawless, with a healthy flush of colour that suggested a life lived with passion and enthusiasm. Ava's movements were graceful and fluid, reflecting a sense of freedom and self-expression. She moved with a confident stride, her gestures animated and expressive as if she were constantly dancing to the rhythm of her own beat. Her voice was melodious and filled with laughter, her infectious energy drawing those who know her to her like a magnet.

Xenophilius was equally as eclectic, if not more so, whose style reflected his vibrant personality and adventurous spirit. His hair, a golden mane that seemed to catch the sunlight and radiate warmth, fell in tousled waves around his face. Xenophilius embraced his blonde locks with a carefree attitude, allowing them to grow long and wild without care. His eyes, a bright shade of blue reminiscent of a summer sky, sparkled with a sense of mischief and curiosity. They were framed by long, dark lashes that added depth and intensity to his gaze. Xenophilius's complexion was sun-kissed and freckled, a testament to his love for spending time outdoors and his adventurous nature. Xenophilius's movements were dynamic and energetic, reflecting his boundless enthusiasm for life. He moved with a fluid grace, his gestures animated and expressive as if he were constantly dancing to the rhythm of his own beat. His voice was vibrant and filled with laughter, his infectious energy drawing those like him towards himself like moths to a flame.

Missing from the field, rather unsurprisingly, was Severus Snape. Snape cut a striking figure even in his youth, with his sallow complexion and jet-black hair that hung in greasy locks around his angular face. His dark eyes, like chips of obsidian, were sharp and piercing, seeming to bore into the very soul of anyone who dared to meet his gaze. Framed by thin, arched eyebrows, his eyes held a depth of intensity and intelligence far beyond his years. Severus's features were sharp and angular, with a prominent nose and a thin-lipped mouth that seemed eternally set in a scowl. His pale skin was marred by the occasional blemish or scar, a testament to the hardships he endured growing up in the shadow of his troubled home life. Despite his rough exterior, there was a vulnerability in his eyes that hinted at the pain and loneliness he carried with him like a heavy burden. Severus's movements were slow and deliberate, as if he were constantly navigating a world that was hostile and unforgiving. He carried himself with a quiet dignity, his posture straight and proud despite the weight of his burdens. His voice was low and raspy, with a hint of bitterness that lingered in every word. He was never really seen with anyone, except Gwendolyn whom he had befriended before either of them had started Hogwarts. Also, he was usually subject to bullying from the Marauders, most notably James, who was jealous of his closeness with Gwendolyn.

Speaking of the Marauders, the four boys were also sat outside, like everyone else, trying to enjoy the last of summer before the chill would settle over Hogwarts.

'I'm bored,' Sirius announced, as he lay down on the ground, one arm behind his head for comfort.

'Me too,' James agreed, huffing as we wondered what to do.

'Maybe you could both do your homework before its due, for once?' Remus asked, a tone in his voice letting out he knew immediately that both boys would not like his suggestion.

'Mooney, I said I was bored, not that I was looking for a way to torture myself,' Sirius said plainly, making Peter laugh at his comment. Remus merely sighed and opened up his own book.

'Hey guys!' A voice called to them a few minutes later, making them all turn their attention to the boy whose voice it belonged to. They saw two Hufflepuffs walking towards them, Amos Diggory and Ted Tonks.

Amos Diggory was a beacon of youthful optimism and energy, with a shock of sandy blonde hair that seemed perpetually tousled from his adventurous exploits. His hair, a sun-kissed hue that caught the light and shimmered with golden highlights, framed his boyish face in a way that accentuated his bright blue eyes and easy smile. His tousled locks hinted at his propensity for diving headfirst into whatever adventure lay before him, with little concern for the consequences. His eyes, a clear and sparkling shade of blue, held a sense of wonder and curiosity that seemed to reflect the boundless depths of his adventurous spirit. They were framed by long lashes and expressive brows, giving him a youthful charm that was impossible to resist. Amos's complexion was sun-kissed and freckled, a testament to his love for spending time outdoors and his penchant for exploration. Amos's movements were quick and agile, reflecting his boundless energy and zest for life. He moved with a youthful exuberance, his steps light and carefree as if he were constantly on the verge of discovering something new and exciting. His voice was vibrant and filled with laughter, his infectious energy drawing people to him like moths to a flame.

Edward 'Ted' Tonks was a striking figure, with a mop of unruly chestnut curls that framed his face in a carefree cascade of waves. His hair, a rich and warm shade of brown, seemed to have a life of its own, defying all attempts to tame it into submission. Despite its wild appearance, his hair added to his boyish charm and gave him an air of approachability. His eyes, a warm and inviting shade of hazel, sparkled with intelligence and mischief, reflecting the depth of his character and the playful spirit that lurked beneath his easy going exterior. They were framed by long lashes and expressive brows, adding to the warmth and openness of his gaze. Ted's complexion was tan and freckled, a testament to his love for spending time outdoors and his adventurous nature. Ted's movements were quick and agile, reflecting his boundless energy and zest for life. He moved with a youthful exuberance, his steps light and carefree as if he were constantly on the verge of discovering something new and exciting. His voice was warm and animated, with a hint of a laugh that seemed to bubble up effortlessly.

'Hey guys,' Sirius greets, as they were quite good friends with the pair of them.

'Have you been rejected by Gwendolyn yet, James?' Ted teases, looking at the boy with mischief.

James scowled at him, his face souring at the boys' remark.

'He hasn't even asked her out this year, so far anyway,' Remus said, closing his book.

'Really?' Amos asked, a smile creeping onto his face.

'Finally taken the hint?' Ted adds.

'Maybe I'll have to ask her,' Amos says, grovelling in the idea.

'You are not!' James objected, sitting up before he stared angrily at the Hufflepuff.

'And why not?' Amos asked, as he feigned innocence.

'Because... because you can't!' James chastised. He knew deep down he couldn't really do anything, Gwendolyn's wasn't his.

'I bet you can't get her by Christmas,' Amos announced, proposing an idea.

'Amos... the girls are not objects!' Remus interjected angrily.

'I'm just saying... if James is so sure on getting Gwendolyn, then he shouldn't need much longer to charm her,' Amos says, nonchalantly.

'But mate... a bet? It's rough on them,' Ted cautioned, not really sure of his best friends idea.

'They won't find out will they?' Amos says, sure of himself.

'If it were me, they would be charmed,' Sirius remarks, full of himself.

'Fine, you have to try and get one of the other two,' Amos adds, his eyes shining mischievously. 'Kimberly or Arabella take your pick!'

'Sirius don't!' Remus says, anger palpable on his face. The whole night before, Remus had been talking about the incident on the train with Kimberly.

'Don't worry Mooney, I wasn't thinking of Kimberly,' Sirius reassures him.

'You like Kimberly?' Ted asks, surprise written all over his face.

'No!' Remus insists, but he could tell that the Hufflepuffs didn't believe him.

'Well that makes it all the better,' Amos chortled. 'By Christmas, James will have to be dating Gwendolyn, Remus with Kimberly and that leaves Sirius with Arabella.'

Sirius's face paled at the realization. He had forgotten Arabella in this encounter, and thought back to their friendship over the years. 'Actually, I'm with Remus, I don't think this is a good idea.'

'It's just a bet, don't be a prissy!' Amos bantered.

'No you don't get it!' Sirius sighed. 'Arabella has been my friend for YEARS, even before Hogwarts. I can't hurt her like this.'

'Who said anything about hurting her?' Peter asks.

'The bet, wormy!' Sirius cursed.

'They won't have to know,' Amos says. 'And you can date them after, I'm not saying to breakup with them at Christmas if you are successful!'

Against his better judgement, Sirius muttered, 'Fine. It's a bet.'

Amos's smile grew impossibly larger. 'Perfect! And you two?' He asked, looking at James and Remus expectantly.

James guiltily muttered 'I'm in.'

'I really don't like this idea,' Remus ponders.

'Remus are you in or out?' Amos asks defiantly.

Remus lets out a loud sigh before exclaiming. 'Fine! But I may as well give you my money now because I'm not going out of my way to do anything to Kim!'

'Just keep me out of this,' Ted tells his best friend, clearly still not 100% on board with the idea.

With this, both Ted and Amos say their goodbyes and leave.

'We shouldn't have done that,' Remus says to his best friends.

'The girls are really going to be upset if they find out,' Peter points out, feeling bad for the girls already.

'Well that's why we cannot have them finding out,' Sirius says, looking at James.

James nods. 'We don't want to hurt them.'

One thing the boys did know, is that they had to win, just to shove it into Amos's dumb face. And also not to let the girls know, that was arguably more important.

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Li, I got so excited to write back because, honestly, I have no one to yap with about my love for Nam-Gyu, and this is everything I needed!!

First off, I’m so happy you liked my message—it really means a lot! I absolutely love the way you break down his character, and every time I read your thoughts, I swear it’s like we share the same braincell. I completely agree with everything you added because that’s exactly how I see him too. Nam-Gyu would definitely act just the way you described. He’s so bitter and prideful that there’s no way he’d let his ex know he still cares, even though he’s dying inside. He’d force himself to act indifferent, to convince both her and himself that he’s “moved on” (even though he absolutely hasn’t cuz yeah he a loser ).

And YES, an interaction between Nam-Gyu, Dae-Ho, and the reader would be pure gold because their dynamic could be written in such a hilariously awkward, petty, and chaotic way. This kind of funny exchange makes a fic so much more engaging and alive—balancing tension with moments of forced politeness, passive-aggressive jabs, and Nam-Gyu absolutely malfunctioning while trying to act indifferent. It’s the kind of interaction that elevates everything, making the drama hit even harder. This trio’s energy? Immaculate. Also I just have a soft spot for Dae-ho, he was my crush at first..but then I ended up obsessing over my loser nam gyu:,)

And the part about him dying inside waiting for the reader to survive the pentathlon—PERFECT. I swear I had the same thought. The fact that he cares so much but tries so hard to suppress it is literally his defining trait. He plays it off like he doesn’t give a damn, but you know his heart is about to explode. I definitely though abt that too.

And honestly, I think keeping all of this contained up to the aftermath of Gi-Hun’s plan is the perfect choice. It also keeps everything grounded within what we know rather than speculating too much about what comes next.

I genuinely can’t wait to see how you write all of this because it already feels like it’s going to be insane in the best way possible. Thank you for letting me ramble about this with you because I truly have no one else to talk to about my obsession with this pathetic, self-destructive man LMAO. I wanna keep yapping abt him with you ahahah . I love him so much If smth happens to him I will die bye 😭

PS: YOUR ART , THE WAY YOU DRAW IS ABSOLUTELY MIND BLOWIND. You re so so talented oh I love it. WELL DONE<3☁️

yess plspls yapppp to me about him all you want haha <3 i'm glad that we see eye-to-eye on our specific flavor of how we'd imagine nam-gyu to be like outside of what little we're given in the show

also omg i literally had the same transition LMAO. i honestly didn't even care for season 2 of squid game when my friends told me about it. i loved season 1 but was just casually into it and also adamant in thinking that they shouldn't have made a second season at all and just let it stand alone.

i had to be forced to watch it, but the second i started and saw how fun the cast and the character interacations (thanos, specifically loll) were, i was sucked in immediately. and dae-ho was actually my first favorite, too!!! did not think there would ever be a universe where i was obsessing over fucking squid game of all things and being actually active in writing for it LMAOOO.

i actually even disliked nam-gyu and thought he was annoying + generally didn't give a fuck about him or even thanos, like at all..😭 i was really focused on gihun and his whole team. then i forced my bf to rewatch it with me so he could understand all the memes i was saving, and then i randomly stumbled across a fucking tiktok edit about nam-gyu later that same night and then started thinking more abt the crumbs of his backstory we were given, initiating my descent into madness in the span of a day LMAOOO. tiktok edits r so powerful..

more talking about the fic idea + the show in general beloww

also fuckkkk yessss i love emotionally constipated nam-gyu. i often see him depicted as being very verbally direct and open with his feelings, but idk, to me that man seems so guarded and desperate to keep up a certain image that something would really have to drag him to a certain point to get him to actually give in and say some shit. i feel like he'd be more likely to show he gaf through actions rather than words if at all. he has like -100 communication skills, anyways, considering everything that comes out of his mouth is just him being an asshole or like. begging thanos for drugs or something

and yeah i honestly am hoping for some sort of nam-gyu and dae-ho interaction in s3 haha. they're such opposites, it'd be interesting to see what they'd say to each other, especially now that nam-gyu is completely alone and thanos isn't there to bridge the gap between his pathetically timid ass and other people. hopefully i can imagine their interactions somewhat nicely since they've never directly talked to each other

i'll try and see how i can plan out the fic so it doesn't get toooo long. maybe i'll attempt to do a chapter system thing or just abuse the fuck out of time skips. but please feel free to continue sending me any random ideas you have about it! i've also been preparing to grind it out by compiling my list of songs to listen to while im writing it >:)))

ok now don't mind me i'm bout to dump all my show thoughts rq bc u opened the flood gates and i'm thinking about nam-gyu in the canon realm now.. with the next season, a part of me is delusional enough to hope that they give us even a crumb... a fraction of something about nam-gyu's past or at least just a little something more about his character that we don't already know. like omfgggg i just wanna know wtf his outside life is like, his relationships, his family, does that loser have any real friends, what pushed him to be like this and start abusing drugs.... like omfgggg give us somethinggg. JUST ONE FLASHBACK. PLEASEEEE (they literally won't, but i can dream)

one thing i loved so much about season 1 was how we got to see just a little bit deeper into a bunch of the players backstories / outside life after the majority voted to end the games, or at least way more when compared to season 2. like i loved seeing a glimpse of ali confronting his boss and then going home to say goodbye to his wife and baby. made his death hit so much harder. my friend with the dae-ho bias made a comment on how season 2 is always mentioning little details of the characters' pasts but never showing it (and understandably so, that would be wasting screen time and budget for flashbacks that aren't integral to the plot at all, but i mean, i still want it LOL). like wtf i wanna see thanos rapping and forgetting his lyrics in the final round like myung-gi said... i wanna see the day nam-gyu met thanos at the club... i wanna see dae-ho interacting with his big family and his older sisters and find out more about why he's so hesitant to talk about his father... :( s2's cast is just so fun i wanna know all abt them </3

anyways, back to nam-gyu... with how the plot set the drugs up to seem so important, i just feel like his death (or dare i say........... life? 😭😭🙏 please please please) will have to be an "important" one to the plot, or at least somewhat of a high point, like with thanos' death. considering the last we saw of nam-gyu was when he was high out of his mind, murdering people blindly and spiraling like crazy, something big has to happen with him next season. no matter what does end up happening with him next, i feel like it's gotta have something to do with min-su now that they're the last remaining from team thanos. also nam-gyu's entire character is SUCH a death flag but idk. i'm delusional enough to think he could potentially pull through long enough for gi-hun to pull some crazy shit to negotiate for everyone to live idkkkkkkkkkkkkk..... i need him to run out of drugs and freak the fuck out and have someone from team gi-hun to have pity on him so he survives.... who knows i'm just coping

manifest the following with me:

NAM-GYU WILL SURVIVE. THANOS IS ALIVE. SAY IT WITH ME NOW🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

ALSO AHHHH thank you sooo much for the kindness on my art, i'm glad you enjoy it <333 :') hopefully i can post some more of it; i've been going crazy and imagining animatics i wanna make to random songs and parts of fics that i've read/written to make little mini-comics of, so hopefully i actually get the time / motivation to do them!

#inbox #☁️#sorry i like this show too fucking much i need to dump 500 metric tons of yap or i'll die

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cineaura13 · 4 months ago

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Squid Game Season 2: A Thrilling Return to Chaos and Complexity

Netflix’s groundbreaking series Squid Game is back with its highly anticipated second season, premiering on December 26, 2024. Spanning seven intense episodes, this new chapter plunges audiences deeper into the shadowy world of life-or-death games, unraveling a tapestry of betrayal, survival, and shocking revelations. Building on the cultural phenomenon of its first season, Squid Game Season 2 redefines the boundaries of tension-filled storytelling while staying true to its dark, philosophical roots. Fans can also find Squid Game Season 2 Free to Watch in Hindi, making it accessible to a broader audience eager to experience this thrilling continuation.

A Gripping Evolution of the Squid Game Universe

The opening episode, Bread and Lottery, sets the stage for a season that delves not only into the physical brutality of the games but also into the psychological and emotional toll they exact. Seong Gi-hun (played by the inimitable Lee Jung-jae) returns, his character now driven by vengeance and haunted by the memories of his survival.

The show’s returning cast, including Wi Ha-jun’s Hwang Jun-ho, anchors the narrative with familiar faces, while a roster of new participants breathes fresh energy into the twisted arena. From moment one, alliances shift, tensions soar, and moral compasses are tested, creating a labyrinth of suspense and uncertainty.

Key Episodes That Redefine the Stakes

While each episode propels the story forward with relentless intensity, several chapters stand out for their audacity and emotional depth:

“Six Legs” (Episode 4): Players face a pentathlon of grueling challenges where teamwork and trust are essential—but trust is a dangerous gamble. The brutal unraveling of alliances here leaves lasting scars, both physical and emotional.

“One More Game” (Episode 5): Introducing Kang No-eul (played by Park Gyu-young), this episode disrupts the already fragile dynamics of the players. Her fierce determination and enigmatic motives create explosive conflicts and ethical dilemmas that ripple through the group.

“Friend or Foe” (Episode 7): The season finale delivers jaw-dropping twists as alliances fracture, secrets surface, and long-laid strategies collide. The climactic revelations leave viewers questioning everything they thought they knew about the characters and the sinister organization behind the games.

Unforgettable Performances

The cast’s stellar performances are the beating heart of Season 2.

Lee Jung-jae: Once again, Lee delivers a tour de force as Seong Gi-hun, portraying a man grappling with guilt, grief, and unrelenting determination to uncover the truth.

Wi Ha-jun: As Hwang Jun-ho, Wi navigates the treacherous duality of his undercover mission with a mix of raw vulnerability and steely resolve.

Park Gyu-young and Yim Si-wan: Among the newcomers, these two shine. Park’s Kang No-eul is a magnetic presence, while Yim’s nuanced performance adds layers of intrigue to the competition.

A Feast for the Senses

Season 2’s production elevates the series to new artistic heights:

Game Arenas: Designer Chae Kyoung-sun crafts hauntingly surreal arenas that embody the macabre beauty of the games. Each location is a visual masterpiece, juxtaposing whimsical design with harrowing stakes.

Cinematography: Kim Ji-yong’s striking visuals capture the eerie vibrancy of the game settings against the bleakness of the players’ realities, enhancing the emotional impact of every scene.

Score and Sound Design: Jung Jae-il’s haunting music and Gang Hye-yeong’s intricate soundscapes envelop viewers in a world where every footstep, gasp, and scream resonates with dread and despair.

Themes That Resonate

At its core, Squid Game Season 2 is a profound exploration of humanity’s darkest instincts and brightest hopes. Its central themes include:

Morality: The season raises chilling questions about what it means to be “good” or “just” in life-or-death situations.

Survival: As players are pushed to their limits, the narrative examines how far individuals will go to protect themselves or those they love.

Connection: Amid the chaos, the fragile bonds formed between players underscore the beauty and fragility of human relationships.

These thematic elements transform Squid Game from a mere thriller into a poignant reflection on greed, corruption, and the resilience of the human spirit.

Why You Can’t Miss It

With its high-stakes narrative, unforgettable characters, and stunning production, Squid Game Season 2 cements itself as a masterpiece of modern storytelling. The visceral intensity of the games, combined with deeply personal character arcs, offers an experience that is as emotionally resonant as it is exhilarating.

Whether you’re revisiting this dystopian nightmare or stepping into it for the first time, Season 2 promises a rollercoaster of emotions and twists that will leave you breathless. Squid Game Season 2 Free to Watch in Hindi, making it even more accessible for fans around the world. Now streaming on Netflix, it’s time to dive back into the arena—if you dare.

#Squid Game #squid game season 2 #watch hindi #free watch

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twinsunstars · 2 years ago

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Reflecting on Star Wars Celebration 2023

For 2023, Star Wars Celebration was held in London, England, part of Europe. Fans had a blast, whether they actually attended in person wearing cosplay or just regular clothes, or tuned into the live broadcasts on the Star Wars Youtube channel. Like last year in 2022, there were a lot of surprises and awesome guests, but 2023 had a lot of special moments and emotional responses. The hosts of each panel also need some appreciation, I loved the energy and relatable moods they brought to each day. In this post, I’ll recap some of the amazing highlights of each celebration day, and share my thoughts on the panels I attended while tuning into the lives at home.

Starting off with Day 1, the excitement was at the top-level. Considering it was in London, the live started at 5 AM for me where I live. So I definitely did not get any sleep, but it was worth it. The Ahsoka series got the most recognition of the day with the teaser trailer dropping to all the fans. I woke up to the trailer being posted and immediately watched it, trying not to scream so loudly. Rebels fans were truly getting fed with the new live-action debuts of Hera, Sabine, Ezra, Thrawn, and Chopper. The Acolyte cast were given introductions, and I had no idea that a star from Squid Game (Lee Jung-jae) was going to be in it. I’m really excited to see more of this show. The Making of Andor was discussed with a few of the cast members and creators there, and Diego Luna really highlighted what Andor means to a personal level. Season 2 is in the making, and that will be something worth looking forward to. The next Star Wars films were also announced, and Dave Filoni’s directing one??? Let’s see what he has in store for us.

Day 2 included just as much fun as the first day had. There were more discussions on the Ahsoka characters, and Lars Mikkelsen IS PLAYING THRAWN?! Definitely a good live-action casting choice. Ming-Na Wen came to celebration to host the panel celebrating 40 years of Return of the Jedi, looking back at the characters and how that movie’s plot set up a lot of iconic memories. She also came to an interview to discuss her character, Fennec Shand, and how she is a “badass”. Andy Serkis came to the stage and certainly incited a powerful audience (”ONE WAY OUT!”). It’s unbelievable how it’s already been 15 years of The Clone Wars, with Matt Lanter, James Arnold Taylor, and Ashley Eckstein looking back at the legacy of all of it. Ian McDarmid served the iconic laughter of Palpatine, and Anthony Daniels arrived with his usual charm that makes C-3PO lovable, and got to meet one of his droid fans. Billy Dee William’s charm is irresistible, and we love to see Star Wars authors getting recognition.

In Day 3, there was a lot more looking back to look forward to. Starting off with the panel celebrating a few of the villains of the Sequels-Phasma, Snoke, and Palpatine-it was interesting to hear their perspectives. Cameron Monaghan served his look on the stage while rocking a poncho, and we love to hear the discussions about ponchos. He even gave it to a cosplaying fan, which was so sweet. Discussing “Jedi Survivor”, the sequel to “Jedi: Fallen Order”, there’s a lot more action to look forward to in the next game. Vivien Lyra Blair is just too adorable, and we have to agree with Hayden Christhansen; “This is where the fun begins” is one of the best Anakin lines. Along with Ewan McGregor and a few other cast members and creators, the team looks back at the Obi-Wan Kenobi series, getting nostalgia between the relationship of Obi-Wan and Anakin.

And finally, Day 4 was sad as it was to be the last day of celebration, but the energy was extra hyped this day. This day was filled with content of The Bad Batch, and we love to see everyone fangirling over Dee Bradley Baker performing the voices of a few clones. (Tech and Phee are canon now after they talked about it, you can’t change my mind.) Michelle Ang is so pure at heart, and we love to hear her takes on Omega and having her grow up a bit. The fact that Season 3 will be the last Bad Batch season is saddening, there’s still so much to discover. Ashley Eckstein is truly such a kind human being, and we love to see her giving the Ahsoka recognition that is truly deserved. A second season of Tales of the Jedi was announced, and we will be getting a Volume 2 of Star Wars: Visions, and I am in love with the animation. The fact that the studio who produced the film “Wolfwalkers” is getting to create a short in this makes me happy. Listen, Nubs, that little jedi from that upcoming Disney Junior show, Star Wars: Young Jedi Adventures, is so CUTE! The closing ceremony was filled with a lot of emotions, but we can’t wait until the next celebration to see everyone again. Star Wars Celebration is truly home.

My first celebration was back in 2022, and I had attended that one through the lives at home as well. Whenever I sit down to attend the live streams, I really feel like I’m there at celebration, and I have tons of fun every time. Let’s look forward to enjoying ourselves again in 2025 in Japan!

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commajade · 4 years ago

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This ask might go a bit off the rails but: I’ve been meaning to ask you this and your conversations about the reaction to the hometown cha cha cha lesbians (congrats to them btw 🎉) is kinda up this alley, but there was this post going around about how squid game was a) racist because they only had one brown person in the show and because said brown person was killed off and b) homophobic for that one scene with wi ha joon and that old VIP guy. And it just. Really rubbed me the wrong way. Like first I felt like the person was just saying shit to say shit, like trying to find something new and unique to say about a super popular show. But even if they were right or kind of had a point, I really felt like, unless THEY were Korean it’s really not their place to be making these judgements and accusations. Even if those choices were racist/homophobic that’s none of MY business as an American viewer because this is a Korean show. Their own history and reasons and issues for those choices has nothing to do with me as a viewer because ultimately I’m viewing this as an outsider. Idk if that makes sense but I feel like this is always my problem with Americans who watch foreign media, especially when it’s non-white. They just come in and accuse everything of being bigoted or bad as some kind of trump card and it’s like, even if they’re right that’s really none of their business. ESPECIALLY because they act like they were the first people to notice this. As if the people from these countries haven’t noticed these issues in their media and haven’t been working against it this whole time. Because at the end of the day, the biggest thing white people don’t know is WHY these issues are even there (I.e US imperialism being the root cause of homophobia in Korean society) so they just disregard any nuance and come with the take of “I’m holier than thou for not watching kdramas because they’re homophobic” idk. Idk. There’s a lot more I wanna say that might make more sense but I hope you get what I’m tryna say lol. (Also I don’t think the op for the post I’m talking was white/American I think they’re Chinese, but I still don’t feel like that changes much)

uhhhhh. i actually think those r perfectly valid criticisms of the show. those r claims u can make without being korean but there's a lot of room to be wrong and offensive in those arguments and that person seems to have been wrong. like "ali is the only brown character and is killed off" makes no sense on a show set in a historically ethnically homogenous country and where the entire cast is killed off except for the protagonist. also there's plenty of valid criticisms that white people aren't allowed to make cuz they should keep quiet instead. ur absolutely right that for many people it's none of their business and they should direct that energy into pressuring the US military to close their south korea army bases lol. and u probably know how i feel about english speakers calling korea/kmedia homophobic (am moved to physical violence). i'm actually happy ur bringing up those things like how people are so willing to demonize korean media as problematic or cringey and ignoring the constant activism and protesting and fighting south korea's known for.

but anyway the vip thing is 100% an accurate depiction of sex tourism and sex crimes that rich white tourists get away with in korea and every other colonized country. but is it a homophobic narrative choice as the only depiction of gay anything in the show? probably? ali is 100% a token not korean character but like. the entire cast was killed off besides gihun and ali's literally another asian person in an all asian cast you can't call it racist. his character is informed by class based stereotypes as a migrant worker but like carefully chosen to be a sympathetic depiction of his kind of story. this is a fable and every character is an archetype. is there colorism and xenophobia inherent in his character as a token brown migrant worker? yes. but it's not racism and it wasn't an offensive depiction at all imo, tho i'm open to being corrected.

#asks #sa //#long post //#squid game

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larentsaloud · 3 years ago

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holding myself accountable ie ADHD guide to watching dramas:

korea:

What’s wrong with secretary Kim (three more ep to watch)

LOST 2021 (ONLY THE BEST SHOW TO EVER EXIST???? )

Romance is a bonus book (one more ep to watch)

Just between lovers (actually the writing here is superb. must go back)

Lucky romance (and again I clocked out around the 12th)

She was pretty (yep I waved them goodbye at ep 12)

Memories of Alhambra (almost to the end...almost)

I am not a robot (umm...you guessed it. ep 7 I think)

Coffee Prince (YES MY BABIES. I think I completed this one)

Www search (SO GOOD. the cast the female energy is SPOT ON. did I finish it? no.)

Emergency couple (finished and rewatched!!!!)

I married an anti fan (dropped out ep 12)

Crash landing onto you (I have three more episodes to watch)

Bride of Habaek (love this so much but also spoilers there is a scene in later ep where they do the THING and it took me OUT. did not complete the series.)

Uncontrollably Fond (watched almost to the end, but not finished it for ‘reasons’)

Pinocchio (got half way through)

Oh my Venus (did not finish, left at penultimate ep)

Squid game (watched 5 ep)

Flower of evil (dropped out at penultimate ep, but amazing series must finish it)

Meteor garden (half way because I fell in love with the cast if not for that would have stopped sooner)

Boys over flowers (I managed to cram about 16 ep but then angst happened and I needed space)

Secret garden (half way thru)

Mad dog (half way thru)

The king the eternal monarch (three quarters in)

Where the camellia blooms (could not stand it watched two ep)

1% of something (amazing chemistry yes half way in)

Jumping girl (I sort of want to watch it??? first ep)

Hello me! (such good series but I cannot finish iiiittt)

Do you like Brahms (I FINISHED IT I LOVED IT SO MUCH)

Cheese in the trap (I FINISHED IT I HATED IT SO MUCH)

Suspicious partner ( I could not finish it. pray for me)

Healer (same)

K2 (yep)

Crowned clown (you guessed it)

Rookie historian (yeah...)

Home town cha cha cha (dropped out on ep 15 because well. idk)

Dol Sol (I FINISHED IT AND HATED THE ENDING WHY DID YOU DO ME LIKE THAT???)

Devilish joy (I love their chemistry they were incredibleeeeee. did not finish. looked like traumatising ending too scared)

Into the ring (yaaay my fave couple. did not finish it. not enough angst.)

Tale of the nine tailed (too much angst)

My roommate is a Gumiho (ANGST PERSONIFIED)

Vagabond (UGH. need to finish. such good series)

I’ll go to you when the weather is nice (literally love the cinematography but,,)

Doom at your service (ANGST IN YOUR FACE. uff. too perplexing. loved it. best kiss YET.)

Kill me heal me (lmao, I did not finish it because she screamed so much but HIS ACTING)

Mask (oh yeah this is amazing. should see how it pans out. love the actors)

Secret love (I COMPLETED THIS AND THIS SHOW BROUGHT ME TO MY KNEEEESSS ARGH I LOVED IT SO MUCH AKSJSKJSAJKD)

Take of nokdu (IN LOVE. MUST GO BACK)

Marriage not dating (so funny if you want FUN this is it. they are both so yummy. did not get to the ending but would recommend)

Blood (OHHHHH. if only there was less blood)

Descendants of the sun (ok but how can anyone watch this without enrolling to medical school to meet HIM?)

Weight lifting fairy (I love it? I do. I just...yeah)

Korean odyssey (my god. why won't they kiss properly I cannot take it)

Come and hug me (these two own my heart. too much to handle tbh)

Beautiful Kong Min Shi (such an underrated show. yes. but also no)

Masters Sun (please how can anyone like this its so 90s Buffy. I mean I leak Buffy. but also wtf)

Behind your smile (???)

Falling into innocence (YES but then he cut his hair so I left. im fickle)

Abbys (they were lush together amazing plot amazing everything I did not get to the end. little predictable for ADHD. not enough angst. you need the right amount of angst.)

W— two worlds apart (I love them together ok? but I could not get there)

You are my spring (a bit??? dunno)

It’s ok not to be ok (my early K drama! did I finish it? no)

My love from another star

While you were sleeping (great story I just didn't like their chemistry)

You are beautiful (ahaha the 2010 hair)

That winter the wind blows (they are mesmerising together I just have too many feelings about the bro and sis situation help)

Red sleeve ( I found out about the ending. glad I did not finish it)

Lawless Lawyer (THIS SHOW PLS WATCH IT. I should too. ep7)

Touch your heart (I love them <3 did not finish it)

True beauty (I don't remember???)

My shy boss ( amazing showww, one more ep I think)

Cinderella and four knights (why why why did you not let her end up with the SL. you got it wrong show no.)

Love alarm (FUCK YOU TO THE WRITERS. FUCK OFF. NO. THIS IS WHY I DONT WATCH THE ENDINGS. YOU DO THIS TO ME?????)

You are my destiny (LOVED THE KOREAN VERSION)

Because this is my first life (MY COMFORT SHOW WILL NEVER BE OVER IT)

Don’t dare to dream (the triangle was ridiculous. but the KISSINGGGG)

Run On (should I watch to the end? kinda like it)

Nevertheless (aghsakhjdjakhasjkhsdajhk YES WITH MY WHOLE CHEST I REWATCHED IT ABOUT THOUSAND TIMES ONLY)

Mysterious Love (OH YES. BUT HARD TO COMPLETE might the c drama)

Vincenzo (WELL STILL NOT WATCHED IT TO THE END PRAY FOR ME)

My name (I don't know?)

Itaewon class (oh yeah, I like this but also I don’t?)

Heirs (meh? I was rooting for the wrong characters damn it)

Healer (did not see the ending)

Goblin (could not bring myself to see the ending)

Dali and the cocky prince (meh? ep 8)

Stranger (this show is so goooooooood why did I not watch the second series yettt)

Blood (too much blood)

Crowned clown (oh...yeah)

Navillera (so good if only I can get past ep 8)

When my love blooms (no idea what this was)

Happiness (love love love but also too scared to go back and watch)

Let me be your knight (my fav actor! yes!)

Now we are breaking up (meh)

Madame Antoine (BEST BEST BEST BICKERING ALERT)

Imitation (HER HAIR PLS I WILL CRY.NO)

Love: ft Marriage & divorce (...)

VIP (mom forced me to watch it. did not

Where the stars land (love them <3 will finish this one actually)

Monthly magazine home (YES great drama will try to get there)

Hotel del luna (currently watching)

Mermaid one with lee min ho (YESSSSSS watched over and over)

Yumi’s cells ( great casting. great story. dropped ep 6)

I have a lover (dear god this show was all the cliches and I actually love to hate it)

Strong girl (ugh I could not finish this guys)

thai:

Tharn Type (yeah fine I didn't)

2gether (same as above)

Bad Buddy (yep)

You are my sky (aksjhdsakjh)

F4 (I will love this show until the day I die, it will be on my grave)

bromance (the best gender bender out there)

China

Put your head on my shoulder (??? I literally remember nothing. dropped early)

Falling into your smile (idk. they are so pretty but thousand episodes not something I can do)

Find yourself (hated the second ML. sorry)

Please feel at ease Mr Ling (hmmm, too much like other shows)

My unicorn girl (MY FAV C DRAMA<3)

Love me if you dare (if only I could watch this show. I do love the cast tho)

Across the ocean to see you (lovely show. lemme try to watch again)

To fly with you (YES)

Skate into love (loved)

Why women love ( currently watching)

Japan

My beautiful man (will rewatch forever)

Case of Incurable Love (almost almost finished it and loved it)

Mischevious Kiss (Tokyo) (ooooh I should finish this its so cute y'all)

From five to nine (this show is on crack I love it)

My love mix up (adorable)

Hana- kimi ( I love gender benderssss)

Coffee and Vanilla ( wtf was this I had question marks the whole time)

#drama rec #but ADHD style #c drama #k drama #thai drama #jap drama #all the drama lol #just a random ramble #holding myself accountable #there are more shows but this is just what I remember #from top of my head like

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I feel your struggle. I'm also contemplating watching the drama. I was a kdrama enthusiast but college romance era is over for me. I don't have the energy to watch them anymore. I mean I can't even finish all the popular dramas nowadays. I don't even watch squid game can u believe that? The bigger reason might be due to me shifting to English period drama but anywayss,,

Based on the snippets that I've seen, I think it might be a really good college romance drama. College dramas with more than one pairing are usually more interesting based on what I've watched before. Plus, they got really good castings. Most of the actors have considerably good experience and I recognize two of them that I'd consider rising stars as they were involved in well-received projects before. I was actually kinda shocked to see them there. There's a good chance that the plot would be good. Or if the plot is cliche, the way it is written and delivered might be good.

A lot of factors can be counted in for the success of a project. It might be the script, the well-developed plot, the actor's performance, the director's popularity, etc. In Dear M's case, the actors' popularity has already brought a good start to the drama. An over-told story can be interesting if they know how to deliver it properly. Take a look at fairytales. There are so many versions of it but people are still supporting the movies (it might be due to it being nostalgic but do tell me any other examples, can't come up with anything else rn). I would recommend the drama to anyone who wanna watch light youth romance.

The same goes for Do's drama. It's kinda funny to see them acting the same role as the one-sided pining best friend. The comparison side by side would be hilarious. From what I can see so far, Jeong Shiho's personality is colder than Cha Min Ho's. Min Ho's personality is kinda similar to playful Jaehyun and since we don't see a lot of playful Jaehyun (you have to be an avid fan to properly see that), I can see how this drama can intrigue more ppl with this dual personality. I see a few ppl joking that Jae doesn't need to prepare much because the character is quite similar to him. Nonetheless, it's Jae's first acting roleeee, ppl are so excited. I'm excited. But I'll be cheering from the sidelines, I just can't watch more kdramaaa

p.s. if do or jae is casted in shows like Designated Survivors: 60 days I would definitely watch it. Manifesting...

I think both Jae and Do will go for more action/drama driven, big cast series where they can play sons or maknaes in working teams in the future. They need acting experience first, they get the romantic lead roles because they are idols and offer their popularity in exchange for the patience towards their inexperience and bad acting. Their roles also help with their straight images, I'm sure it's one of the main goals for the management and them.

I dropped Squid game. It's hard for me to finish any Korean series, tbh. I dropped all those I tried following Do's recommendation.

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into-the-daniverse · 4 years ago

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The Strait of Sirens

When the game map doesn’t give you the waterways you want, just carve them out yourself, am I right?

In this case, I’ve carved a strait from the Sea of Persephia to the Salty Sea, purely so my pirates can cross paths more. And it wouldn’t be a fantasy location in my canon if it didn't have something supernatural—so there’s also sirens.

This would come up in my canon specifically in Muriel’s route, where he and MC (Alec or Viviane depending) need to travel south. But before the events of the game, this gets used a lot by the band traveling back and forth over years, and obviously, by the pirates.

Gonna put most of this under the cut to save your dash!

Let’s start with the name of the strait.

The Strait of Sirens is inhabited and guarded by fairly neutral aligned sirens. Neutral as in they hate all humans equally. They’ve been there for a very long time, and they don’t plan on leaving anytime soon.

The strait itself is fairly big. Traveling through the strait takes about a week to cross from one end to the other on an average sized ship, so there are a number of small towns scattered across on both sides with at least one substantial inn for travelers to rest at along the way. The towns all have enchantments on them, so once a ship is docked, it is considered safe, and the sirens can’t affect it or any of the crew members.

Both entrances to the strait are guarded by sirens from two different clans. One clan guards the entrance to the Sea of Persephia, and the other the entrance to the Salty Seas. The entrances look like this; large jagged rocks meant to discourage ships from entering.

For this reason, only experienced sailors usually attempt to enter. Though, once past the entrance, it’s pretty smooth sailing. Because the sirens themselves are enough of a threat.

Onto the sirens themselves; they don't look human.

Well, they kind of do, in the same way that Valdemar does.

Their skin is translucent, and their fins glow in the dead of night. Their teeth are too sharp to offer a comforting smile, and their eyes are too much like fish eyes to give any warmth as they peek over the waves. They all have long hair, but hair is a loose term, as it’s more like another appendage, laced with seaweed and rope from wrecked ships.

Not all of them have fish tails, some have tentacles, some beaks like squids. Some of them look more human than others, and they act as lures, sometimes pretending to be drowning so a naive sailor will jump in to “save” them.

They are not considered attractive (conventionally) and they don’t lure travelers into the depths by appealing to their sexual appetite. Instead, they use illusion magic in their songs to show their victims either their wildest fantasy, most horrible fear, or best kept secret. Whatever is the strongest pull is what will be shown to them.

They sing in a style similar to Kulning, an ancient Swedish herding call, except they’re herding the travelers off their ships, instead of calling cows home. This is an excellent example of what they would sound like.

They don’t speak in any known language, those who have heard it say it sounds more like clicking. They are not easily reasoned with, highly temperamental, and prone to feeding frenzies. If some poor unfortunate slips over the railing, they are to be considered dead the moment they hit the water.

And here’s a little siren moodboard for the aesthetics.

Generally, all ships that pass through the strait have to do the old “plug your ears and hope for the best” routine as they sail through, but the closer you get to the towns, the safer you are.

Some ships employ magicians for the purpose of counteracting the sirens, as a seven day journey is a long time for most vessels to go without hearing. When the band travels on supply ships Alec is usually sought after, as her vocal magic works directly against them.

She can use her magic to sing over them, and to cancel out their illusions. This takes a lot of concentration, and she can’t sing for seven days straight, so it’s only used when absolutely necessary.

For my pirates, they each have their own way to cross the strait safely.

For Meredith, she has Saoirse. They are the only thing the sirens fear, as all seas feed into each other, and the water from the Frozen Sea has a lot of stories to tell about the Pirate Queen’s quartermaster. The crew is still encouraged to keep quiet, and to keep away from the railings, as the sirens will try to snatch any distracted crew member. She usually stops at a few towns on their way to let the crew rest.

Rodrigo doesn’t know the extent of his magic, but he knows how to use it well enough to challenge the illusions that the sirens cast. It takes a ridiculous amount of energy, and he hates doing it, but in the case that the crew can’t just plug their ears, he can redirect the sirens illusions. He can even cast illusions on the sirens, though not for very long. His crew is the only one who’s been able to retrieve members after they fell into the water, as he can make the sirens think the crew member fell in a different spot just long enough for Jacqui or someone else to fish them out. He’ll stop at villages frequently just to get away from the sirens as much as possible.

The sirens hate Syd, and seeing Inuwashi on the horizon will send them into a frenzy. But he has agreements with both clan leaders (agreements, thinly veiled threats, hostages—the Sea Palace has a few sirens hidden in the catacombs) so they let him and his crew pass. Because his ship is much smaller and faster, it takes him closer to four days to cross the strait, so usually he’ll only stop at one town to rest up, or he’ll just push through for the four days straight.

Now as mentioned above, there are a handful of towns across both sides of the strait for travelers to stop at. There’s at least one town within a day’s range of each other on the North side, around seven total, and on the South side they are spread further apart, around four total.

On the North side, the biggest town (and the only one with a ferry to take you South) is called Hinode. This is where the Koizumi Inn is located, run by Manolo and Manuela Koizumi.

Hinode, and a few more villages that are closer to Venterre, would look similar to this picture of the fishing village Ine in Japan.

Hinode is simultaneously the safest and most dangerous village, as it is directly between both clans territories, and the only thing the sirens hate as much as humans is their rival clan. 90% of the time, this means that you are unlikely to see either clan in the waters, as they will just avoid each other, but the other 10% of the time will see bloodshed.

Once every 2 years or so, during a blue moon, the clans will fight, and Hinode is in the “splash zone” for lack of a better term. All ships will need to be properly secured and enchanted for protection, or they will be turned to splinters as the sirens fight, and people living directly on the water will often move inland for the duration of the fight. Or, the day before, they will take the day travel across the strait to the South side.

On the South side, the biggest town is called Sólsetur, and it would look more like Portloe, Cornwall, shown below.

There are a few more towns on the South side, but Sólsetur is the only one that will ferry you across to the North side, and the only one directly on the water. It’s not as centralized as Hinode, and because it’s hidden in a cove it is safer to be here during the blue moon.

All the villages along the strait have protections on them, especially the closer they are to the water, that keeps the sirens from attacking them. But, travel too far outside the barriers of the spells, and you are on your own.

Both Hinode and Sólsetur are very welcoming of travelers, sailors and pirates alike, and though the people on the South side are generally colder, it’s not hard to find a warm place to sleep and a good meal to eat.

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