While most Thai BLs love to slap their characters into Engineering or Medical school uniforms like they’re printing…
Hey hey, you leave my Kuea Keerati alone lol Do we even know what Tong is studying? Other than Western Literature? And speaks English. To be fair it's the first time I've seen this subject in a Thai bl. It seems more international studies of some description and that's very refreshing.
Let me break the mood - I woke up this morning thinking of Joss in blue Speedos and wonder how squished his balls were. Intrusive thoughts - 1 Me - wtf?
In the midst of a thunderstorm, Mark gathered up his courage, and a bin bag, and approached his fridge.He had…
I said last week I was going have to write something silly after every episode 😂 last night when I seen mark in bed, my thoughts were, he's not really sick, he's gone into toxic shock after dumping all his tomato juice 😂 I can't write smut to save my life so I'll leave that to you lol
So from under my dark gloomy cloud yesterday, I seen that Oddsare had left some madness in the comments for those…
In the midst of a thunderstorm, Mark gathered up his courage, and a bin bag, and approached his fridge. He had always thought of himself as the vampire world's leading tomato juice connoisseur. Before him was a shrine to this lumpy red nectar - which has the audacity to call it's self a fruit - meticulously stocked and labeled for freshness. But Thara had ordered that Mark should keep his distance from Tong. “And no more tomato juice,” Thara added sternly. “Symbolism matters.”
According to vampire tradition, the juice symbolized vulnerability, a glaring contradiction for someone meant to guard his heart, and was thus deemed deadly.
Reluctantly, Mark began his task, Operation Tomato Juice Purge. The first bottle went smoothly, tossed ceremoniously into the trash. The second bottle was harder. By the third, Mark hesitated, holding it close as if saying goodbye to an old friend.
The Golden Faery peeked into the kitchen at the tragic scene and remarked, "Mark, are you okay? You’ve been whispering to the juice for an hour.”
"This juice and I have a bond,” Mark replied quietly.
The Golden Faery shook their head and silently imagined the scene on an episode of Vampire Hoarders. 'I should sign him up for that, they thought, 'and pocket the sign up cash' And then they floated off, wondering what to order for take out.
Mark continued as though he was tearing pieces of his soul out and throwing it away, each carton a fingernail, a tooth, a hair, but as the thunderstorm raged outside, things started to take a strange turn. The steady rhythm of rain was interrupted by bursts of lightning, and each time Mark threw out another bottle, the storm seemed to grow louder.
Halfway through, his resolve faltered. He paused, cradling one of the cartons. “You were always there for me during blood shortages,” he whispered. “You’re a hero. A true hero.”
As the storm outside intensified, lightning struck a nearby tree, sending a surge of energy through the house. Just as Mark flung the last carton into the bin, the fridge rattled ominously and his kitchen lights flickered. Suddenly, a red mist began to rise from the trash bag Mark was holding.
“That’s ... probably not normal,” he said, dropping the bag and slowly inching backward.
The red mist began to glow ominously.
"HOW COULD YOU? " a voice cried out from the crimson swirls, "TRAITOR!"
Mark stood in confusion as he was enveloped in a cloud of supernatural tomato vapor. “Oh no!" Mark gasped, "It's the Spirit of the Juice!" And then he sneezed. Then again. And again. Within moments, the mighty vampire was rendered a sniffling, blanket-wrapped mess on his couch.
The Golden Faery had a meal deal from Domino's and didn't care.
By the next morning, Mark was bundled under blankets in bed, shivering and pale.
The Golden Faery walked in yawning, and found him lying under a mountain of tissues.
"I thought Vampires don't get sick?" they asked, stretching
"We don't" Mark sniffled, "The supernatural Spirit of the Juice and the storm energy combined. I've been infected with "Juice Shock Syndrome."
The Golden Faery blinked, expressionless.
"You just made that up? Didn't you?"
Mark sneezed in response. “It’s a thing now. I’ve decided.”
So from under my dark gloomy cloud yesterday, I seen that Oddsare had left some madness in the comments for those awake enough to enjoy them.
I found this deleted scene in my head but didnt have the sparkle to tell you all about it. Today I do, and I can share with you all, a special deleted scene that the director had left on the floor. Personally think they should of kept it but oh well LOL
She's giving me more crazy mother vibes. In every episode, You are the next leader of this family 😂 I think…
They don't have feelings so I don't think it's like that. Probably just more than she has plans for him and will be pissed when Mark decides for himself lol
Does Miss Thara like Mark? I dunno, her decisions are giving me sus vibes.
She's giving me more crazy mother vibes. In every episode, You are the next leader of this family 😂 I think she ll turn on Tong quick when Mark starts disobeying her for Tong
Mark for the love of god.. Protect Tonkla too!!!! He doesn't give a sh*t about him lol!!!
I started out not trusting Tonkla, now I just feel sorry for him. The protection in general is a bit shit in this show. They just protect when they feel like it 🙃
I thought the mix up plot would last longer but ok, sure. Since Thara knows that Nakan is a serious danger, she's doing a shitty job of actively trying to keep him away lol - LOL at just randomly editing out any mention of how Tong just disappeared from the infirmary lol
Anyhow, I kind of want them to go with the whole virginity vampire lore because I would find really fkn funny 🤣 I'm still guessing that Thara is pulling a Dumbledore and planning to sacrifice Tong at the right moment, meanwhile Mark's getting all the Golden Blood benefits, the soulmate that came with it and then when they finally bang, and he gets to enjoy it, boom, the golden blood loses it s potency 😂 I would cackle into my tea 😂
I had also assumed that Nakan thinks Tonkla is the golden blood because he didn't see Tong's face. He could only…
you see, I'm dramatic enough that, that's what I would write LOL I would make it hurt and pay homage to all the vampire pinning of my tween years LOL But, I'm not sure about gmmtv ??
Tong was told by the manager not to make another scene, so maybe Tonkla and Nakan have met before and Nakan is following another kind of thirst LOL xD
At the basketball game, when Mark sensed Nakan's presence, Nakan turned around with a little sad face for a moment when, I assume he also sensed Mark, so I'm going with, 'ma man is being stalked by my heir rival' route because it amuses me, until the plot tells me otherwise LOL Give me a jealous vampire enemy gmmtv LOL
THEORYNakan’s Master Plan (a.k.a. The Great Sausage Misdirection)So back in Episode 1, Tong pretended to be…
I had also assumed that Nakan thinks Tonkla is the golden blood because he didn't see Tong's face. He could only find out who visited the room. Having said that, I haven't trusted Tonkla from the beginning LOL He's always missing or working and didn't seem to phased by Tong talking about vampires. I dont know. I would be expecting a twist somewhere but it could just be messing editing and he really is just working and is getting lured into Nakan's trap. *fingers crossed* for a secondary couple though.
Oh my goodness, this is adorable and funny at the same time. Jued is so cute and Off really suits the bad boy roles. He's pleasing my eyes every time he's on my screen =)
[EP4 ¾ – Parking Lot BBQ, Extra Saucy Edition]Tongkla popped into the scene dressed as a literal hot dog—yes,…
CUE DELETED SCENE IN FAERY VISION ~
The Golden Faery was wandering lost amongst the crowd, when they spotted a human sized walking hot dog selling it's kin as food. The Faery froze, their shimmering wings quivering in disbelief.
"Is this... cannibalism?" they whispered to themselves, in horror.
Meanwhile, Tonkla—ever the opportunist—waved a ketchup bottle in the Faery’s direction. "Freshly grilled! Two-for-one special for magical beings!" he chimed, completely unbothered by the existential crisis brewing around him. His paycheck called to him.
The Faery debated whether to intervene or flee to protect their dignity - and appetite.
Nakan circled Tonkla like a shadow. His piercing gaze locked onto the 'world’s cutest protein snack'.
"Fresh meat," he murmured, his eyes glinting as he prowled closer.
Chaos brewed as the Golden Faery stepped back, not sure who was the predator—or the prey.
The Faery's iridescent wings stiffened like they had seen pineapple cooked with cheese. With a squeaky "Nope!" they fluttered away, leaving behind a faint sparkle of glitter and tofu-scented regret. Meat markets weren't worth the trauma—or the dry-cleaning bill for their golden robes.
the comment section is turning positive again, we have a strong community obsessed with tomato juice, and Jane…
We refuse to be defeated by the siege of hate watchers. With tomato juice in one hand, Austen in the other, united in cringe, we shall rise to be gloriously annoying once more LOL
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Do we even know what Tong is studying? Other than Western Literature? And speaks English. To be fair it's the first time I've seen this subject in a Thai bl. It seems more international studies of some description and that's very refreshing.
He had always thought of himself as the vampire world's leading tomato juice connoisseur. Before him was a shrine to this lumpy red nectar - which has the audacity to call it's self a fruit - meticulously stocked and labeled for freshness.
But Thara had ordered that Mark should keep his distance from Tong.
“And no more tomato juice,” Thara added sternly. “Symbolism matters.”
According to vampire tradition, the juice symbolized vulnerability, a glaring contradiction for someone meant to guard his heart, and was thus deemed deadly.
Reluctantly, Mark began his task, Operation Tomato Juice Purge.
The first bottle went smoothly, tossed ceremoniously into the trash. The second bottle was harder. By the third, Mark hesitated, holding it close as if saying goodbye to an old friend.
The Golden Faery peeked into the kitchen at the tragic scene and remarked, "Mark, are you okay? You’ve been whispering to the juice for an hour.”
"This juice and I have a bond,” Mark replied quietly.
The Golden Faery shook their head and silently imagined the scene on an episode of Vampire Hoarders.
'I should sign him up for that, they thought, 'and pocket the sign up cash'
And then they floated off, wondering what to order for take out.
Mark continued as though he was tearing pieces of his soul out and throwing it away, each carton a fingernail, a tooth, a hair, but as the thunderstorm raged outside, things started to take a strange turn. The steady rhythm of rain was interrupted by bursts of lightning, and each time Mark threw out another bottle, the storm seemed to grow louder.
Halfway through, his resolve faltered. He paused, cradling one of the cartons.
“You were always there for me during blood shortages,” he whispered. “You’re a hero. A true hero.”
As the storm outside intensified, lightning struck a nearby tree, sending a surge of energy through the house. Just as Mark flung the last carton into the bin, the fridge rattled ominously and his kitchen lights flickered. Suddenly, a red mist began to rise from the trash bag Mark was holding.
“That’s ... probably not normal,” he said, dropping the bag and slowly inching backward.
The red mist began to glow ominously.
"HOW COULD YOU? " a voice cried out from the crimson swirls, "TRAITOR!"
Mark stood in confusion as he was enveloped in a cloud of supernatural tomato vapor.
“Oh no!" Mark gasped, "It's the Spirit of the Juice!"
And then he sneezed. Then again. And again.
Within moments, the mighty vampire was rendered a sniffling, blanket-wrapped mess on his couch.
The Golden Faery had a meal deal from Domino's and didn't care.
By the next morning, Mark was bundled under blankets in bed, shivering and pale.
The Golden Faery walked in yawning, and found him lying under a mountain of tissues.
"I thought Vampires don't get sick?" they asked, stretching
"We don't" Mark sniffled, "The supernatural Spirit of the Juice and the storm energy combined. I've been infected with "Juice Shock Syndrome."
The Golden Faery blinked, expressionless.
"You just made that up? Didn't you?"
Mark sneezed in response. “It’s a thing now. I’ve decided.”
The Golden Faery turned to leave.
“You’re banned from symbolism. Permanently.”
~END SCENE~
I found this deleted scene in my head but didnt have the sparkle to tell you all about it. Today I do, and I can share with you all, a special deleted scene that the director had left on the floor. Personally think they should of kept it but oh well LOL
CUE DELETED SCENE - FaeryVision
Anyhow, I kind of want them to go with the whole virginity vampire lore because I would find really fkn funny 🤣 I'm still guessing that Thara is pulling a Dumbledore and planning to sacrifice Tong at the right moment, meanwhile Mark's getting all the Golden Blood benefits, the soulmate that came with it and then when they finally bang, and he gets to enjoy it, boom, the golden blood loses it s potency 😂 I would cackle into my tea 😂
Tong was told by the manager not to make another scene, so maybe Tonkla and Nakan have met before and Nakan is following another kind of thirst LOL xD
At the basketball game, when Mark sensed Nakan's presence, Nakan turned around with a little sad face for a moment when, I assume he also sensed Mark, so I'm going with, 'ma man is being stalked by my heir rival' route because it amuses me, until the plot tells me otherwise LOL Give me a jealous vampire enemy gmmtv LOL
Having said that, I haven't trusted Tonkla from the beginning LOL He's always missing or working and didn't seem to phased by Tong talking about vampires. I dont know. I would be expecting a twist somewhere but it could just be messing editing and he really is just working and is getting lured into Nakan's trap.
*fingers crossed* for a secondary couple though.
The Golden Faery was wandering lost amongst the crowd, when they spotted a human sized walking hot dog selling it's kin as food.
The Faery froze, their shimmering wings quivering in disbelief.
"Is this... cannibalism?" they whispered to themselves, in horror.
Meanwhile, Tonkla—ever the opportunist—waved a ketchup bottle in the Faery’s direction. "Freshly grilled! Two-for-one special for magical beings!" he chimed, completely unbothered by the existential crisis brewing around him. His paycheck called to him.
The Faery debated whether to intervene or flee to protect their dignity - and appetite.
Nakan circled Tonkla like a shadow. His piercing gaze locked onto the 'world’s cutest protein snack'.
"Fresh meat," he murmured, his eyes glinting as he prowled closer.
Chaos brewed as the Golden Faery stepped back, not sure who was the predator—or the prey.
The Faery's iridescent wings stiffened like they had seen pineapple cooked with cheese.
With a squeaky "Nope!" they fluttered away, leaving behind a faint sparkle of glitter and tofu-scented regret. Meat markets weren't worth the trauma—or the dry-cleaning bill for their golden robes.
END SCENE
much thought.