#home loans epping

[limemortgage]

How Should You Prepare While Applying for Home Loans?

As we are well aware, home loans help in making our dreams come true in terms of getting the best home at our disposal. However, there are a number of issues that can jeopardize the whole purpose of availing the right amount of money while applying for home loans in Mernda. In this piece, we will have a look at a few of the most important ways in which you can prepare when it comes to applying for home loans in the best possible manner.

Cut your expenses

The very first thing that you need to be aware of in terms of ensuring that you get the maximum amount of money as a home loan is to cut the extra expenses while applying for the loan. These expenses can be problematic in terms of getting the right amount of money at your disposal to build your dream home in the best possible manner.

Secure income

This is another extremely important thing that you need to ensure before you apply for home loans in Epping. It is a point that you should not neglect in terms of ensuring that the repayment of the loan is done in due time, which otherwise will leave a negative impact on your credit score in the future.

Additional income

At times, it is important for you to make sure that you have some additional income at your disposal while applying for a home loan. This will help you to get the maximum benefits from the amount of loan that you are looking to apply for to get your dream home at your disposal.

From the above lines, we get a clear idea of the various things that you need to be aware of in terms of applying for the right amount of home loans near your location in the best possible manner. Keeping these points in mind will help you to get maximum benefits from your application.

#Home Loans Epping #Home Loans Mernda #Home Loans

[taeminification]

who is sonic booms audience supposed to be

#im watching the ep where knuckles is working two full time jobs to pay off his loan to the loan shark #or else theyll beat him up and repo his home and lamp #*

[ladymischievous]

A Few Thoughts on Alastor in Ep 5

-o-o-o-As a warning, spoilers ahead.-o-o-o-

Something I noticed, and it really hit home here in Episode 5, but is it just me, or is Alastor more tolerant/kinder to women over men? It's very clear and detailed throughout the episode and a bit prior to the series' official release.

Alastor has problems with Lucifer right off the bat and becomes outright antagonistic. We know that Lucifer has problems and that there's strain in his relationship with Charlie. She explains part of it to the rest of the cast, except Alastor isn't there to hear it. In fact, he noticeably comes into things a little bit later, as the cast is prepping for Lucifer's visit.

Now, one could easily say that he's possible gleeful at the thought of stirring up trouble, but I don't think that's the case at all. In the latter pic Alastor looks more agitated. His smile is more of a sneer, with that slight curl to his lips and the narrowing gaze. This agitation is even more apparent when Lucifer arrives.

It's a very different look from his usual smile, and afterwards the back and forth and Alastor finally saying 'Fuck you.' to Lucifer's face is said in such a tone of disdain, Alastor has a problem with Lucifer.

Now in their duet, Alastor is clearly trying to get under Lucifer's skin. He can see that there's cracks and strains in their relationship and prods at them to get at Lucifer. He's cozying up to Charlie and hitting where it hurts. But events afterwards brings up the question of whether or not there might be a part of him that might care on some level. Maybe not in a typical way, but it might still be there.

It's after Mimzy's arrival that we start to see different sides to Alastor. With the way he speaks and behaves with Mimsy, it feels like he has a friendship with her. She even refers to how Alastor likes to take care of her. It's a side of Alastor that we really haven't seen so far, there's a genuine feel in how he interacts with Mimzy. And even when he asks her to leave. He makes the point about her bringing danger and him protecting the hotel. Mimzy calls him out about how he can't possibly actually care. Up to this point, Alastor has made references to his own agenda and being their solely for his own amusement and enjoying to watch people fail. But that wasn't said here, to Mimzy who knows him on a more personal level. It's not something he'd really have to hide from her because she seems to know what he's about. But he makes no reference to anything like that this time. Alastor even mentions to Mimzy that if she's actually looking to try for redemption she'd be allowed to stay but knowing that's not 'her style', he insists she leaves.

After Alastor's prior interaction with Husker, we're reminded that Alastor can be vicious when he feels insulted. Mimzy then insults him to his face. She's very comfortable around him, even after him displaying how dangerous he actually is against the Loan Sharks.

As of writing this when episodes 5 and 6 were released, this appears to be a pattern. It's especially more noticeable when you have characters like Adam, especially with him appearing in episode 6. Alastor seems to at least have more patience or (for lack of a better word) care with women most of the time.

I remember a comic called 'A Day in the Afterlife' where this was also a noticeable detail.

I know there's a theory that Alastor has a connection with Lilith, and I support it as well. I am looking forward to seeing more and just what that connection is.

There is something very strange going on with Lilth. We already know what she looks like:

There's no attempts to hide these old family photos. But in the second musical number, Lilith is shown like this:

If Alastor has connections with Lilith specifically, it could explain some of his immediate issues towards Lucifer. Especially if he considers Lucifer as the one at fault in their split.

Another little detail about Alastor and Lilith potentially having a connection with each other, is her talent for singing.

Music and Radio are very important to each other after all.

Anyway, those were just my thoughts. I hope you enjoyed.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar #lilith morningstar #charlie morningstar #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin hotel theory #Youtube

[sluttywoozi]

Middle Of The Night | Geonwoo x reader

Summary: Ever since the incident at the cafe, you've been having nightmares. One night, you get up for a glass of water and find that you're not the only one having trouble sleeping.

Rating: T | WC: ~2k

AN: no spoilers beyond ep 1, reader lives w geonwoo and his mom and works at the cafe, was present for events of end of ep 1

Warnings: mention of canonical violence, insomnia, nightmares

You wake with a start, your heart racing and your brow damp with sweat as images of shattered glass and a broken, bleeding Geonwoo race through your mind. It’s been a few weeks now since the incident with the loan shark, but you’re still feeling the effects. You close the cafe before dark, and you don’t walk home unless Geonwoo or Woojin are there with you. You don’t like loud noises, or shiny black SUVs, or being in a room with too many men. 

You’re also having trouble at night, and you’re starting to think Geonwoo is too. He seems haunted, hunted, like he has to look over his shoulder all the time but doesn’t have the energy to do so because he’s sleeping with one eye open. 

It’s showing in the ring and at home. He’s been training at all hours of the day, losing sparring matches to Woojin, coming home with bruises he should have blocked. He’s losing focus during conversations, his smiles don’t reach his eyes the same way, and he even declined the last rolled omelet last night at dinner, which is what really tipped you off that whatever is wrong with him won’t fix itself. 

You don’t know if you can fix it, but you owe it to Geonwoo to try. 

For now, you’ll rub the sleep out of your eyes and try to calm your pounding heart before sliding to the edge of the bed and staring into the darkness. This is your routine ever since Geonwoo got hurt and the nightmares started, not that it really works to soothe you at all. You wish you could talk to him and see if he’s going through the same thing you are, but if he is sleeping, you don’t want to wake him. 

You do want some water, so you step into your house slippers and make your way to the kitchen as silently as you can. You normally don’t get up after a nightmare, just sit there in the quiet dark until your brain stops showing you that night, but you’re feeling parched. 

As you tiptoe down the hallway, you notice Geonwoo’s door is shut. He always keeps it open at least a crack, just in case you or his mom need anything, so it’s odd that it’s fully closed. Your hand hovers in front of the wood, your ears straining to hear anything over the white noise of the city. You’re just about to leave when you hear it. 

A hiccup, a rush of air, and then a deep, stuttered inhale, like soundless sobbing. 

“Geonwoo?” You ask as softly as you can, not wanting to startle or alarm him. 

“Mm?” 

Pushing the door open gently, you peek inside. 

He’s sitting on the bed with his back to you, his shirt damp with sweat and his head hung low. You can see the shuddered breaths he’s taking in, see the wetness of tears on the cheek he’s got turned toward you, and you feel a new fault line form in your heart. 

“Can I come in?” 

He hesitates for just a second before nodding, just long enough for you to see that he might be worse off than you thought. The Geonwoo you know would have jumped up, opened the door for you, and waited for you to settle on the bed before sitting a more than respectable distance away from you. He’d be smiling, and bright, and happy, and tired because you’d woken him up, not because he’s not sleeping. 

This Geonwoo isn’t smiling. His eyes are sunken, the corners of his mouth downturned, his frame weighed down by lingering aches and a memory that won’t leave him. 

He’s not meeting your gaze either, his back still turned to you and his fingers squeezing the sheets so hard his knuckles are pale in the moonlight. You walk toward him slowly, rounding the bed and kneeling before him to find his eyes. 

They’re watery and hollow when they finally meet yours, red like he’s been crying for hours and puffy like he hasn’t slept in days. You hate to see him like this, especially when he’s still acting like he’s fine, good even, during the day. 

“Do you wanna talk?” You ask, though you’re sure you can guess the answer. Geonwoo just shakes his head quickly, rocking forward like he can’t stand to not be moving. 

“Do you want me to leave you alone?” 

The head shake comes faster this time, one of his hands reaching for yours where they rest on your thighs. You give it to him, ignoring the sweatiness of his palm and focusing on how cold it is. He must have been out of bed for hours now, maybe since everyone turned in, and with how chilly it is in the apartment, he must be freezing. 

After contemplating the situation, you decide warming Geonwoo up is your first priority. He doesn’t seem to want to let go of your hand, so you rise to your feet and sit next to him on the bed. He leans into you, his shoulder brushing yours and a shiver traveling through his body when he feels how warm you are. 

“Why don’t we lay down? Just for a little while,” you offer, begging him in your mind to say yes. 

You can see the gears turning in his head as he thinks about it. It seems to be a difficult decision, and you wonder what all there is for him to consider but let the seconds pass in silence, knowing he’s likely to close up more if you ask. Geonwoo has never been particularly touchy with you, always sticking to pats on the shoulder and smiles instead of hugs, and you’re not sure why. Him reaching for your hand was out of character, and him leaning into you is even odder, but you can’t say you mind, especially if it gets him under the covers and out of this cool air. 

“Okay,” he agrees quietly, his voice shaky and his hands even more so as he stands and lifts the duvet for you. 

Confused, you climb in and accept the blanket he carefully lowers onto your body. You watch him walk around to the other side, the one closer to the door, and keep your limbs to yourself as he gets into bed next to you. 

It’s weird, you admit, to be close to him like this. To be in the same bed as him, ensconced in the same blankets, resting on the same mattress. You think you like it though, like how he smells and how he feels, even with how cold he is. He’s like a statue beside you, as stiff as he was when you first met, but just like then, you’ll let him relax on his own time. 

He’s not touching you but you can still feel his muscles untense one by one, his hand finding yours under the duvet and holding tight. You glance over to find him staring at the ceiling, his tears dried up and his face smoothed out. 

Smiling softly to yourself, you let your eyes close, the feeling of Geonwoo’s hand wrapped around yours anchoring you to the bed and to the present. 

Your sleep is dreamless, and when you wake, your hand is still in his. 

. 

The next night, the same thing happens. 

You shoot upright, your body in fight or flight mode, your eyes wildly taking in the room around you to remind yourself that you’re at home with Geonwoo and Soyeon, not at the cafe surrounded by men with pipes. 

You don’t bother sitting in the dark, just get up and stumble to Geonwoo’s room, the wood cold under your feet and the chilly air sparking goosebumps. You wait outside the door, holding your breath so you can listen for sounds, hoping at the same time that he’s asleep and awake. 

Awake, Geonwoo can help you. Asleep, he’s helping himself. 

You catch that telltale breath pattern and knock, your heart in your throat as you wait. He doesn’t keep you long, a hushed, “Come in,” just barely reaching you through the door. 

He’s still in bed, the heels of his palms pressed to his eyes and the blankets tangled up in his legs like he’s been running in his sleep. He shifts up to sit as you enter the room, folding his hands in his lap and crossing his legs to make himself smaller. You’ve noticed he does that around you, shrinks himself as if you could ever even think to be scared of him. Geonwoo hurts none but those who deserve it, and even then you know he still feels guilty sometimes for doing what he must. 

“Can’t sleep?” He asks softly, his gaze open and nowhere near as glassy as last night. 

You shake your head, playing with the hem of your shirt as you try to muster up the courage to ask for what you want. You’re sure he’ll say yes, but it’s difficult to make yourself vulnerable enough to speak the words. 

“Stay with me?” 

You nearly stumble over your feet in your haste to get into the bed, his hands smoothing the blankets out and lifting them for you to slide under. It’s silent for a few ticks, just the hum of the city and your breathing breaking up the quiet night, until you roll to your side to face him. 

He copies you, tucking his hands under his head and bending his knees, the position so sweet for someone so large. You both stare for a while, communicating wordlessly the pain and fear of that night. His eyelids start to flutter, his breaths growing deeper and his body relaxing, and it’s not long before you relax too. 

You wish you could hold his hand, but they’re folded beneath his head and you don’t want to disturb him, not when he’s so obviously on the verge of slumber. Being close to him is enough, his presence soothing you like nothing else. 

You’re asleep before you know it.

.

You blink awake to sunlight on your face and Geonwoo’s hand in yours. He’s still curled up and facing you, his seemingly only movement in the night being to take your hand. 

You lay there and just stare, for a while. Taking in the freckle on his nose and the lines in his plush lips, just barely feeling his breaths from the foot or so you are from him. You feel so calm, so peaceful next to him in the cool light of day. 

His eyes move beneath his eyelids, his hand flexing in yours, and you wonder what he’s dreaming about. You hope it’s something good, something safe and happy, but you’ll be here for him if it’s the opposite. 

You’ll be here for him from now on, now that you know he’s been hiding his pain from both you and his mom like this. You’re sure he didn’t want to worry or burden you, or maybe he thinks admitting that he needs help is a sign of weakness, but whatever it is, you’re not going to let him keep it from you anymore. 

Geonwoo’s hand squeezes yours, making your gaze and your focus snap back to him. He’s awake, and he’s staring at you. 

“Did you sleep well?” He rumbles, his voice scratchy and deep with sleep. 

“Yeah,” you smile, “For the first time in a while. You?”

He shyly grins back and hums, looking down at your entangled hands and brushing his thumb over yours. His grin fades, a somber look replacing the soft warmth. 

“Please don’t tell my mom what you saw,” he whispers, “I don’t want to worry her even more.”

“I won’t, of course, I won’t. But will you do something for me?” 

Taking in a deep breath, he nods, his hand tensing in yours and his eyes attentive. 

“Don’t suffer by yourself anymore. I’m here. I didn’t experience what you did but I watched it happen, and if you won’t talk to your mom, at least talk to me, please,” you implore him, your mind going back to the tears on his cheeks and the hollowness in his gaze.

You don’t recognize the look in his eyes or the slow, sweet half smile that rises to his lips, but you know you like them both. 

#bloodhounds #woo do hwan #woo do hwan fanfiction #woo do hwan ff #kim geonwoo #geonwoo fanfiction #hurt/comfort #angst #✨emily writes✨ #bloodhounds netflix #bloodhounds kdrama #kim geon woo

[notfreetoday]

MPW Ep 4 Subtitle Correction

Masterlist: EP 1 || EP 2 || EP 3

We have another change in director this episode, to Yasumura Emi, though the script is still being written by Funabiki Shinju (the director for Ep 3). This week's twitter space didn't have much info, so I won't be including it.

M: いや～瀬ケ崎さん強かったわ～ M: あの物腰で*マウンティングされて M: いっそ快感を覚えてしまった M: No but, Segasaki-san('s presence) was really strong M: The way he *asserted (his relationship with Yoh) like that M: (rather than being upset), I felt even more delighted! *This is a (rather unfortunate) loan word from English - "mount" or "mounting" 😅, in this case, pretty much means to "one-up" someone else, or to brag about something to another. If you do not wish to have a weird mental image in your head, please skip the next paragraph. This word appears to have morphed from the observation that monkeys, when trying to move up a rank in the chain of command, tend to jump on the back of another to assert their dominance (not scientist just translator also low-quality source don't keel me plz). - In other words, if I watch the Jp RAW MPW a full 8 hours before everyone else and spazz about it knowing full well no one else understands what was said then I'd totally be moun--- AHEM (sorry 😂)

What I mean to say is, in this episode, Segasaki all but screams "MINE" in the most thinly veiled, polite manner possible, so let's see how he does that. If you read nothing at all, the last scene with them cuddling has an important correction you should skip to. Same translation disclaimer applies, Ep 4, let's go~!

(I see a lot of people saying some of their thoughts/suspicions were confirmed in the tags of the previous posts, so feel free to chip in with what you think! MPW deserves more discussion!)

Sorry I am incapable of summarizing, the post is crazy long and I've hit the 30 image max. As such, not every scene will be screen capped and I won't be transcribing the original subs anymore...

Y: あ、いや、友達の漫画を手伝いに行ってきます (-masu form) Y: Ah, no. I am going to help a friend with their manga.

Yoh shifts up a speech level here, (he started the episode out speaking casually) using the -masu form to make an announcement -he's trying to emphasize his determination to go because he’s nervous about saying it.

S: はあ？ どういうつもりで S: Huh? For what intention?

The "haa?" here has a more "excuse me?" feel, and the next line is interrogative - so all in all it has the same energy as: "Excuse me? What is going through your head?"

S: つぅか友達って誰だよ Y: よく通話してる…あの S: やっぱりあの女か S: Actually, when you say "friend", who do you mean? Y: The one who… I speak to a lot on the phone… S: So, it’s that woman after all huh?

S: だめ Y: え？なんで？(plain form) S: 俺が家にいんだから家にいろ (word contraction)* Y: でも約束したし (plain form) S: あの女には行けなくなったって言え* S: No. Y: Huh? Why? S: I'm staying at home so you stay at home* Y: But, I already made a promise S: Tell that woman that you can’t go any more** *This line, together with the starred line below, is extremely direct, (said in the same style as his not-proposal actually) and is clearly an order. **This line is literally "to that woman, say 'I am no longer able to make it'" (Though the speaker may not actually mean to use those exact words)

Segasaki has dropped a speech level here not so much by using "rude" forms but by being extremely blunt and direct. What he's saying implies he's being possessive of Yoh, but the way he says it also stresses his power in their relationship. But again, note that Yoh's replies are all in plain form - he hasn't shifted up a level in response, as he usually does when addressed so directly. In fact, the way he words his protest carries some indignation - using "し(shi)" at the end like this indicates that this "promise" is but one of the reasons he has for going - which is why Segasaki cuts him off. Yoh might sulk and pout about being ordered, he's still comfortably seated in his usual informal speech level, which means at this point he's still feeling secure about where he stands and definitely isn't intimidated.

S: お前さ*、何で自分がこの家にいるかわかってんの？ S: You*… do you even know why you’re in this house? *Here Segasaki uses the sentence-end particle "さ(sa)" after the word "you", which in this case has the same feel as "now look here". He also ends off his question with "の(no)", which can have many meanings, but here functions again as an assertive particle, implying that this is a rhetorical question, because he thinks Yoh should know the answer. Unfortunately, Yoh has the wrong answer 😅 (which Segasaki will realize and attempt to address in Ep 5)

Y: この人のやばさ*を一瞬でも忘れていた俺がバカだった Y: I was an idiot - to forget, even for a second, how insane* this person is *やばさ (yabasa) - this word comes from "yabai" and is a slang word that has evolved much like the words "crazy/insane" and "shit" have evolved in English - it can be used both positively and negatively to describe someone who's extreme, for eg "that guy is yabai (so cool!!)" vs "that guy is yabai (stay away)". Here, Yoh's referring to Segasaki as yabai for even thinking up this so called "slave contract" - which is what he assumes Segasaki is referring to.

Y: ごめん、いろいろあって Y: あ、いや、まあ、なんていうか、家にいろって言われ Y: あ、いや、なんでもない。とにかく本当にごめん Y: 今度なんかでお返しするから Y: Sorry, a lot happened Y: Ah, no, well, how do I say this... I was told "stay at home" Y: Ah, no, it's nothing. Anyway, I'm really sorry Y: I'll make it up to you next time, okay?

S: よくできました S: Well done. This is the same phrase we talked about in Ep 3, the stamp of approval. Again, Segasaki is emphasizing his role in relation to Yoh here.

Y: あの満足そうな後ろ姿 Y: 本当腹立つわ Y: That silhouette of his, so full of satisfaction as he leaves, Y: Really makes me irritated!* *Yoh ends off with the particle "わ (wa)", which mostly just emphasizes his emotion, but is a softer assertive particle than the ones Segasaki uses.

S: 夕飯、作ってくれてもいいんだぞ Y: はい Y: 俺はいつでも稼働する家事ロボットじゃねぇんだよ S: Dinner - it's fine for you to make it for me, you know Y: Yes Y: I'm not some housework robot that you can just activate at any time you know! The original subs made it sound like Segasaki was asking Yoh if he could make dinner, but that's not the case - he's literally telling Yoh to make it, and on top of that, he says it like he's doing Yoh a favour (by allowing him to make dinner) 🤣🤣 This time though, whether it's just cause Yoh's been caught by surprise or not, he answers properly with "Yes (Hai)".

Y: いっそロボットになってこの感情を無にしたい Y: (If it was going to be like this), I rather just become a robot, and turn these feelings into nothingness.

The focus of this line is mostly on Yoh preferring to become a robot in order to mute his feelings, but the sentence structure suggests that there is something to be inferred preceding this sentence, hence the bracketed bit. (It becomes clearer later on, especially in light of his monologue)

"Dayo-chan" is a pretty familiar nickname, something you'd expect a child to be called rather than an adult, unless it is a nickname between childhood friends. It implies a closeness/intimacy between the speaker/listener, hence the the look of horror on Yoh’s face (because he knows that is going to kick Segasaki into high gear) and the surprised disbelief (that someone would dare make a grab for Yoh) on Segasaki’s face. Kills me everytime 🤣

S: もしかして例の女か S: 家まで押し掛けるとはいい度胸してんな S: Don't tell me it's that woman from earlier? S: She's got some nerve, turning up at the house like this

Y: それはだめ　それだけは絶対だめ Y: No, not that, anything but that!

S: うれしいな　葉がいつもあなたの話をするので S: 一度お会いしてみたいと思っていたんです S: はじめまして、瀬ケ崎瑞貴といいます S: 葉がいつも　お世話になってます S: What a delight, Yoh speaks of you often so S: I've always thought it would be nice to be able to meet you. S: I'm Segasaki Mizuki, pleased to make your acquaintance. S: Thank you for always taking care of Yoh.

This is like, textbook formalities🤣 Practically every statement is a "standard" greeting and is very polite (hence the weirdly stiff english translation) except Segasaki says it in a way that makes it clear he speaks for Yoh, that Yoh is part of his in-group. (Legit, might as well plant a flag in the soil that says "Yoh is mine".) He sounds exactly like how parents sound when they meet their child's teachers, or how a spouse/older family member might sound when meeting their loved ones' co-workers. This is how it comes across: What a delight, Yoh speaks of you often so I've always thought it would be nice to be able to meet you - Sounds distinctly familial. Implies Segasaki is close enough to Yoh that Yoh shares his thoughts with him often. Also shows that Yoh tells Segasaki about Man-san, rather than the other way round. I'm Segasaki Mizuki, pleased to make your acquaintance. - standard, formal greeting Thank you for always taking care of Yoh. - standard greeting, literally "Yoh is always in your care" - You usually say this (for yourself) when you thank your teacher/senior/boss/important client. So, when you say this for someone else, you are claiming this person as your family, or someone in your in-group (a close friend, or at work, a junior).

S: すみません　今朝　葉が体調をくずしてしまって S: 家でゆっくり休んだ方がいいんじゃないかって S: 僕が言い聞かせたん*です S: ご迷惑をおかけしてしまってしまって すみませんでした S: I apologize, this morning, Yoh wasn't feeling well so S: I convinced* him (not to go) saying, S: "wouldn't it be better to stay at home and rest properly?" S: I sincerely apologize for the trouble this has caused you. * 言い聞かせる (translated as convinced here) this word is usually used when someone of higher standing tells/explains something to a person of a lower standing, and carries the nuance that they've managed to get the latter to accept/agree with what they say. It can also be translated as "told/persuaded/instructed/warned/admonished", and used in sentences like "I warned the kids not to run" or "The teacher told the students lying was wrong" - so that might give you a better idea of what Segasaki is implying here. I've used "convinced" here rather than "instruct" because Segasaki is, in general, speaking very tactfully to Man-san - but his meaning is still clear to anyone paying attention - Segasaki has a big enough role in Yoh's life that he not only can apologize on behalf of Yoh for not being able to fulfill the promise to Man-san, he also has a big enough say that Yoh will listen to his decisions.

M: いや、あんたがダヨの体調不良を詫びるんか M: むっちゃ身内面*するやん M: Wait, you are apologizing for Yoh being unwell (and unable to come help)? M: Isn't that a super intimate* (gesture)? *身内面する is literally "to show one's inner-circle face/side", ie the side of you that you show to your inner-circle/in-group ie your family. Hence this line reads more like "Wait, you're apologizing for Yoh?? Who are you, his family??"

Because of the emphasis on group identity in Japan, it's very common to apologize/take responsibility for the actions of another group-member, even if you had nothing to do with it. So here, Man-san has picked up on what Segasaki has been implying since the beginning - that Yoh is part of his in-group, and a very close one at that.

S: お茶目な方なんですね S: You've got such a sweet and funny personality, don't you? The word Segasaki uses here describes a person who tends to be naturally sweet and lovable, maybe a little silly but without any ulterior motive. It's a compliment in most situations - which is why Man-san gets all embarrassed - but can sometimes come across as slightly patronizing, like how calling someone "naive" can. Note that Segasaki is still being very polite here and effectively holding Man-san at arm's length, despite the seemingly friendly/open dialogue.

S: だから　そう言っていただけると　うれしいです S: So, to hear such nice words from you, makes me really glad.

S: ところで　可奈美さんはどこで　葉と　お知り合いに？ S: By the way, how did Kanami-san come to be friends with Yoh?

The whole dialogue where Segasaki responds to Man-san's fangirling basically sounds like how an idol would speak to their fans - it's very polite and uses deferential/humble verb forms to further indicate gratitude for the support, because Segasaki is answering Man-san in the context of his work. When he asks about Yoh, he switches back down to a normal speech level, but also uses her first name - Kanami-san, which whilst very charming, is totally NOT normal (with the sparkle effect and the wine, I can't help but get host club vibes from this lmao) because you only do that with people you are close to. Man-san is obviously flustered by this, and Yoh is understandably unhappy about the sudden familiarity Segasaki displays with Man-san (I personally think he's still trying to be disarmingly charming whilst he evaluates just how big a threat Man-san is🤣🤣)

S: ずいぶん飲んでると思ったら S: I thought he'd been drinking quite a bit

Again, this implies that Segasaki knows Yoh well enough to know his alcohol tolerance.

S: 寝るなら部屋いきな* S: If you're going to sleep, then go to the room alright? *いきな (ikina) - the "na" here is different from the sentence-final particle "na" we saw in Ep 3. This is short for "nasai", as in, "ikinasai", which is a polite but sharp way to say "please go (somewhere)". This sort of wording is most commonly used by parents towards young children when giving instructions like "please sit properly" or "please eat your food quietly". It's used between teachers/students, seniors/juniors etc, and sometimes amongst friends too. You absolutely should not use it with someone above you in the social hierarchy. The short version used here though, softens the tone a lot, and adds a very tender, homely feel to the sentence. Segasaki is literally coaxing Yoh to bed as a parent would a very young, sleepy but reluctant child.

M: 本当に恋人なんだなって感じです M: ようやく現実味が M: "(You two) are really a couple!" - that's the kind of feeling I get M: It's like it finally feels real

The way Segasaki literally puffs up with pride and hugs Yoh closer... (ಥ◡ಥ)

M: ダヨちゃんって彼氏の前だと　こんな甘えた*になるんですね M: なんかちょっと意外かも S: いやお酒様様ですね S: ふだんはそっけないですよ M: So Dayo-chan actually becomes so cute and affectionate* in front of his boyfriend M: I kind of didn't expect that, I think S: No, it's really all thanks to the sake S: Normally he's pretty indifferent *甘えた (amaeta) is the kansai dialect version of 甘える (amaeru), referring to the concept of amae.

Amae is a rather complex thing to explain in English and really deserves its own post. For simplicity's sake, what Man-san means here is that she's surprised that Yoh is actually able to express his desire to be treated affectionately and indulged in - something that requires a lot of trust in Segasaki and a willingness to be vulnerable in front of him.

M: おぉ、確かに。ダヨちゃん素直*じゃないからな M: あまのじゃく**っていうか　まあそういうとこあると　困っちゃいますよね M: Ohh, that's true. Cause Dayo-chan isn't able to be honest* with his feelings M: "Contrary"** is not really (the word to use) but... he does have a bit of that in him so.... (dealing with that) can be a bit of a handful don't you think? The way Man-san phrases her last line implies that she also has to deal with this side of Yoh, and by ending off with the particle "~ne", she is seeking Segasaki's agreement that they are both sort of in the same boat when it comes to that (she doesn't do this consciously though, which is why she freaks and apologizes later) *素直 (sunao - translated as honest here) is another term you'll often see when talking about feelings/relationships, and is also somewhat of a complex topic with many different possible translations, depending on context. It is closely related to amae, because in order to express your desire to be indulged or to receive affection, you first need to be able to admit to yourself that you want that.

**あまのじゃく (amanojaku - translated as contrary here) - this is a small demon from Japanese folklore, who was of an extremely contrary nature and would often mimic both humans and gods. It had the ability to see into one's heart and would then do the exact opposite of what one desired. Thus, this term is now used to describe people who intentionally go against the wishes of others, who are stubborn/unable to admit when they are wrong, or who twist themselves into a pickle/cannot be truthful about how they feel. It's not used in a complimentary way, which is why Man-san says Yoh's not quite like that, but there are some parts of him that do sort of fit the description.

S: やだな*　葉の素直になれないその不器用さが　余計にかわいいんじゃないですか S: ね？ S: That's not nice*... Yoh's inability to be truthful about his feelings - it's precisely that awkwardness that makes him even more adorable, isn't it? S: Wouldn't you say so? *Segasaki's first line "やだな (yada na - literally "this is unpleasant/I don't like that")" is not directed at Man-san, it's a form of soliloquy (which is common in Japanese), aka he's talking to himself here. We know this because it's informal and ends with the emphatic particle "~na". He then switches back to polite speech for the rest of his sentence, which is directed at Man-san. So, "that's not nice" is actually him remarking on the unpleasantness he feels after hearing Man-san describe Yoh as contrary, just as you might walk past a pile of rubbish on the street and remark, "well that's unsightly". Of course, the fact that he's actually saying this at a volume that Man-san can definitely hear and the way he sort of drawls it out, makes it clear that he definitely meant for her to know his disapproval behind the politeness of his following sentence (See what I mean by "thinly veiled politeness"?). On top of this, ending it off with a "ne?" (the same ending particle she used to seek his agreement) as he looks up right at her makes it clear - this whole sentence is a (mild) rebuke.

M: 分かったような口を利いてすんませんっした S: どうされました？ M: では私そろそろおいとまします M: I'm incredibly sorry! I spoke as if I knew everything (when in fact I knew nothing) S: What's the matter? M: Then, it is about time for me to take my leave. In response, Man-san ratches up the formal speech in both these sentences, though (as befitting her character) she pronounces it in a rather comical way (she sounds and acts like a samurai would in the movies 🤣). Also, don't mistake Segasaki's "what's the matter" as true confusion - his indirect rebuke was met with a direct (albeit over the top) apology - so here he is helping Man-san to save face, or recover the face she lost (by sounding presumptuous and by apologizing), by not calling attention to the actual apology. It is enough that she has recognized his superiority over her when it comes to understanding Yoh. This is also why later, when Man-san voluntarily offers up the information that she has a husband (and thus is not a threat to Segasaki's claim over Yoh), that Segasaki gives sort of an embarrassed but happy smile as he says "I'm sorry". That's not just "I'm sorry I can't send you to the station" (which is basic manners) but also has a little "I'm sorry for the unnecessary posturing over Yoh".

S: なんださっきから　やだ　ばっか言って S: お前はイヤイヤ期*か S: What's gotten into you? All you've been saying since just now is "no" S: Are you in your "no phase"*? *イヤイヤ期 - yes, the term he uses here specifically refers to the "no phase" of toddlers in their terrible twos. This isn't condescending though - Yoh's repeated "やだ (yada - "no" or "I don't want it")" is distinctly childlike, but this behaviour is precisely a form of amae that we talked about earlier. Yoh is asking to be indulged here, and Segasaki is responding both in word and in physical comfort.

Y: もうやだ S: だから何が Y: 俺　万さんのことすきなのに S: は？てめぇ* Y: あんたなんか嫌いだ Y: へらへらしてんじゃねぇよ Y: 何　ちゃっかり横に座ってんだよ Y: 名前で呼ぶ必要はねぇだろう Y: ふざけんな Y: 俺のこと好きなくせに Y: I don't want (this) anymore! S: So again I ask, (don't want) what? Y: I... even whilst... liking Man-san S: Ha? You little...* Y: I hate the likes of you Y: Don't freaking sit there laughing so carelessly Y: What were you doing taking the chance to sit next to her like that Y: There was no damn need to call her by her first name, right? Y: The hell are you doing! Y: When the person you like is me. When You talks about liking Man-san, he ends off with "なのに (nanoni)" which is used to show contrast the preceeding/following topic and to express frustration - except he hasn't mentioned the preceeding topic, so it isn't immediately clear what he means until he starts complaining about Segasaki's behaviour. That's why Segasaki is caught by surprise and follows up with an angry "haa?" and an emphatic *てめぇ(temee) - A very very rude way to say "you" which he first used in Ep 2 when Yoh said he was going to leave. It's not until later in Yoh's monologue, that we learn that he's upset that he feels jealousy/bad feelings towards Man-san because he's supposed to like Man-san (as a friend).

S: お前　お前それやだったんか S: お前の方が*　そう思ってたんかよ S: あ　もう最っ高 S: You... so that was what you didn't want? S: So, (all this time) it was actually you instead, who's been thinking like that? S: Oh, this is the. best.

S: よしよし S: 取られちゃって　やだったな S: There, there S: You didn't want me to be stolen away, did you?

Monologue time: Y: こんなふうに感じること自体が嫌だったんだ 万さん相手に　友達なのに 女々しすぎるって 幼稚だろう　ダメだろうって　分かってるのに 気付いたら頭ん中　ぐちゃぐちゃで どうしようもなくなってた あんたのせいだ こんなふうに 囁いたり 微笑んだり 優しく触れたりするから いつもあんな偉そうに ああだ　こうだ命令してくるくせに 突然まるで恋人*みたいに 勘違いするだろこんなの もしかして 好きって こんなみっともない気持ちのことなのか Y: The fact that I was feeling this way was specifically what I didn't like. (Feeling this way) towards Man-san, even though she's my friend... It was too petty (of me). Even though I knew, that it was childish, that I shouldn't (feel that way), Before I knew it, everything in my head was all messed up. And then I couldn't do anything about it. It's all your fault, Because you do things like this, Whispering softly to me, Smiling at me, And touching me so gently. Always so arrogantly ordering me around, Saying do this do that, and yet, You suddenly (start treating me) like a lover* Of course, I'd get the wrong idea with all of that! Could it be that, "Liking someone", Really is a feeling as unseemly and disgraceful as this? *恋人 (koibito - lover) - Lover in English can sometimes imply a more sexual than romantic relationship, but in Japanese "koibito" usually refers to "boyfriend/girlfriend" and may not imply a sexual component at all.

S: お前から抱きつくとかできんだな S: ずっと酔ってりゃいいのに S: So you actually can initiate hugs and stuff huh? S: If only you could stay drunk forever...

And we're done!! Ep 4 marks the turning point where Yoh begins the journey towards accepting and acknowledging his feelings - the concept of "sunao". It also clearly shows the preferred way these two reinforce their relationship - through "amae". Remember how in Ep 3, Yoh talked about how he felt that an "unspoken understanding" of each other's feelings was important in a relationship? Well, this is it - Yoh saying "no" and "don't want", or leaving the room to be by himself - these are all examples of amae. He doesn't want to ask for affection directly, because he can't. So he does it through amae instead, and as we can see, Segasaki really enjoys indulging in Yoh's unspoken requests for affection and gains fulfillment from that.

#my personal weatherman #taikan yohou #体感予報 #MPW subtitle corrections #mytranslations #segasaki x yoh #amae is a very important aspect of building connection in japanese relationships #as is the concept of sunao #these aren't concepts with easy direct translations to english #but they feature very heavily in this relationship #if you felt a little weirded out because their relationship sometimes can feel somewhat parental in nature #it's because the interdependence that results from amae is fundamentally different from the independence that is prized in the west

[basilone]

Hi Killy? How about #20 caffeine, dealer's choice for characters. Thank you!

Ooo, thank you for this one! 💙 I'm delighted at it being dealer's choice, as this got me to try my hand at writing my fave of faves: Rosie. I do hope I've got him down right! (Slight, slight spoilers for the most recent ep apply!)

caffeine

The base is somewhat beautiful when the sun’s still low. There’s a slight haze hanging just above the dewy grass, too thin to be a full-on fog but lending this early morning a particular enchantment all the same. Gold streaks flicker through the last vestiges of night. If she squints at the treeline hard enough, its greens will mingle with the twinges of red in the dawn. Like Christmas painted through a misty window.

It’ll be a while before Christmas comes, now, though the mornings aren’t getting any warmer.

Imogene puffs up her cheeks. Blows warm air between her hands, then rubs them together briskly. She’s forgotten her gloves again. Margaret’s not about to loan out her perfectly good set of spare gloves, either, if that glare from earlier is anything to go by. And Jeannie is nice and all, but the knitwork on her gloves is absolutely drenched in perfume. Imogene lets out a sigh. Contemplates the risks associated with running back to her bunk and praying her own gloves will be in the place where she put them last.

Truth is, she hasn’t got the time. Jeannie’s already taken off at a dead run for the bathroom for the second time in an hour, which has got Margaret fuming in a way that’ll at least make sure the sink’s going to be so spotless you could eat out of it. Imogene would be more worried about Jeannie if this wasn’t already the fourth time a girl like her was prone to retching her guts out in the morning and being just fine and dandy in the afternoon.

These girls, like some of the men, barely stay long enough to learn their names.

And then, of course, there are those few who seem to stay a lifetime.

“One for the road, Captain Rosenthal?”

His answering laugh is soft, but his joy somehow never fails to meet his eyes. “If you can spare me a cup, yes. Thank you.”

“It’ll be a little minute, sir, sorry.” Imogene shoots him the closest thing she’s got to an apologetic smile. “I hope you can wait that long to get your latest dose of caffeine. These new coffee makers are a bit slower on the uptake.”

Captain Rosenthal hums a little to himself. “I believe I can find the time for it this morning, Imogene.”

“Glad to hear it, sir. Congratulations on your twenty-fifth, by the way!” She’d meant to say that about five days ago, but the party had turned raucous and strange in equal measure before she’d had the chance. And the men had been pretty tightly knit around him, at least before the mood had taken another tailspin downward. “When are you due to go home? Is it a ways away yet?”

He shifts his weight from foot to foot the way he always seems to do when contemplating something important. His gaze fixes on the horizon. Well past the planes on their hardstands, beyond the line of trees and buildings. Like there’s something in the early morning sky only he can see.

Imogene waits him out the way she always does. There is no hurrying Robert Rosenthal, not when he is pondering something important before his first coffee of the day. He might have something interesting to say once the idea lands and takes root inside him. Last time, he had made a small comment about bird migratory patterns that had somehow evolved into a conversation about penguins at the zoo. The time before that, he had asked her something about hairpins – not a topic for a man, or so Margaret had scoffed after – before he’d leaned forward ever so slightly and told her some of his men might have gotten their hands on a second helping of chocolate through the cunning use of hairpins. (DeBlasio, if she had to name one. It’s always the goddamn Italians getting into trouble on this base.)

“I’m not too certain Florida will agree with me.” His smile is almost remorseful, as if he has contemplated the idea and found himself to be rather like a fish out of water. “I’d miss this weather. Gruesome chill in the air this morning.” He shudders just a little, more to himself than to her. “And I have to say, Imogene, I’d be hard-pressed to find better coffee than this.”

“Now you’re just flattering me, sir,” she laughs, grabbing a pristine white cup for him. “We do what we can, but the stateside coffee just tastes better if you ask me. I dream about it sometimes.”

“The perfect cup of coffee? Bit of milk, two sugars. Little bit of foam on top, perhaps.” There’s a twinkle in his bright eyes as he steps closer, keenly awaiting his morning shot of caffeine. “What is your poison of coffee choice in this world, if you don’t mind me asking?”

Imogene hums to herself. “Bit of milk, bit of caramel, sir.” She almost wishes she had enough time to foam the milk up a little, give it a bit of a whisk before stirring it into his cup. “The sugar’s too cloggy. Caramel syrup works just as well to sweeten it.”

“I take it there is no secret stash of caramel syrup on base here?”

“You”– she gestures with the little spoon –“would be correct, Captain. Perhaps you can sneak me some, once you’re back home?”

The shadow that passes over his face is gone as swiftly as it came, but that doesn’t mean she didn’t see it. Imogene sucks in a rather noisy breath. Feels a chill swoop down and back up her spine in a way that’s got very, very little to do with the morning cold of early March. He glances back at the horizon a moment. Wistful, her mind supplies. Then: yearning.

She’s seen it before. In Major Cleven and Captain Rivers, every time they were kept on the ground too long. In Major Egan, once Major Cleven had vanished and left a hole in the fabric of reality itself. In Stella Lombardi, whose eyes never quite seem to meet the ground anymore, and in Two, who might just survive them all. There’s something in the set of their shoulders. Something in their eyes, once you know where to look.

Imogene looks. Sees. “You’re not going home.”

Blue eyes, brighter than any morning, meet her gaze. “Not just yet.” His confession hangs in the air between them a moment. She fills up the space with a mostly full cup of coffee, milk and sugars already stirred in, and is proud when her hand does not tremble. “We have work to do here, don’t we, Imogene?” His bare hand brushes her own before he lifts the cup in clear gratitude. “Thank you for the coffee, as always.”

She takes a deep breath. Steadies herself on the counter, just out of his keen gaze’s reach. “You’re very welcome, sir. Same time tomorrow, then?”

A laugh startles out of him, bright and beaming and so alive that she wants to cry. “Same time as always, ma’am.”

#masters of the air #mota spoilers #rosie rosenthal #oc: imogene #basilonefic #mota oc

[bengiyo]

Dead Friend Forever Ep 5 Stray Thoughts

Last time, Fluke pulled the gun on the rest of them, possibly shot Top, and told their help that they no longer needed it before disabling the radio. Por bled out after Top removed the tree branch from his stomach. They believe Top may have been the masked murderer based on him having the motorbike. Jin dislocated his arm and may be trapped somewhere with Phee.

Looks like we’ve begun the flashback section. This is a good choice, because I was very burnt out on the cabin section. Three hours with those boys is enough.

Well, at least we get to see Us act again.

Finally, Barcode appears. I missed baby boy.

I appreciate that we know this whole project won’t end well. I don’t have to hope these terrible boys won’t be terrible to Non.

Curious what changes to make them start calling him by his name if they’re so insistent on calling him “Greasy.”

Oof, looks like things are not going great at home for Non’s family. Seems they can’t afford to take care of themselves and an older kid.

Why did Non get upset at the mention of New? Seems like the dad and Non aren’t in a bad place.

Did he just wipe his hand on Top after touching Non? I do not feel bad for your impending death, Por.

Non is also smart.

“Make sure Barcode smiles when he’s applying the sunblock. Even if he’s character is dour as all hell, we gotta get our ad in.”

Have we figured out what medicines Non is taking?

Interesting. Tee is getting pushed around by his loan shark uncle because he needs money for his dad’s medicine.

Did the judges react to Por’s family name or something?

Are these boys really salty that the guy who wrote their goddamn pitch is here to see the result? This is worrisomely representative of how some projects get made. This is partly why so many movies suck now.

Oh ho! Por’s dad is a politician as well. His death is going to be very bad for them if any of them survive.

They’ve had the camera for less than four hours and Top already broke it.

Looking forward to these guys somehow blaming this fuck up on Non…

Well, that didn’t take long. Is Tee going to spin this around to later convince Non to unlock that bank account for him?

Who brings a $5,500 camera to school in the first damn place? If Non is the killer, these fuckers will have earned it.

Baby boy, hang in there!

I want you all to know that I despise every iQIYI app and interface. This episode has crashed on me repeatedly and now the sub timing has desynced by at least seven seconds.

There it is. Tee, I hate you.

Goddamn! I am over these boys. I gotta watch them torment this boy for multiple episodes before he vanishes or dies?

#Ben watches #dead friend forever #thai bl #bl series

[argumentl]

The Freedom of Expression - Ep 122 -Winning bid for Kurt Cobain's guitar (Summary)

They talk about the news of Kurt Cobain's smashed guitar selling at auction for 10 times more than the estimate.

Kaoru thinks the estimate was too low.

Kaoru has been interested in buying items signed by Michael Jordon before, but he hasn't bought any because he can't be sure if they are genuine.

Kaoru's most valuable possession is his personalised Hide signature.

Joe says he has a personalised signature from Yoko Ono, written in a copy of her book 'Grapefruit'. He adds to this that he thinks Yoko Ono has massive boobs, making the others laugh (at him, not her).

Joe says the cactus that he recieved as a gift from Kaoru is starting to suffer. It only has left about half the leaves it started with.

Kaoru says he thinks breaking guitars is terrible, but he has actually done it before on stage a very long time ago. He doesn't own the guitars, they are loaned from ESP, so he has to seriously apologize if he breaks them. One that he did break was fixed up to be used in MVs instead.

He hasn't broken any recently, but did once throw his guitar for his tech guy to catch, but missed and the guitar crashed to the floor. He was really shocked, but thankfully the guitar was unharmed. The moral of the story is 'Don't try this at home!'

#the freedom of expression #dir en grey #薫

[ghostaholics]

ᴄᴀᴛᴀʟʏsᴛ ( ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ )

SUMMARY: (au only mildly inspire by the original tv/game timeline since I started writing this before ep. 2 came out; honestly not very canon-compliant) After reaching Colorado – the Fireflies' former backdrop for failed vaccine trials – you and Joel get ambushed in the science lab by people who have since then, made their new home at the abandoned university; during the scuffle, one of the attackers stabs you with a syringe containing unknown contents. PAIRING: Joel Miller x fem!Reader WARNING(S) FOR LATER: pining (mutual) sex pollen; dub-con; p-in-v unprotected sex; use of a mouth gag and a rope during sex but it's for safety assurances not because Joel's a dark guy; still angst even though I left in 50% of it; religious references and lots of metaphors that don't make sense; unbeta'd - expect mistakes; characterization is based on second half of the game and I may have accidentally made him too soft oops idc, ooc for sure WORD COUNT: 2 k A/N: PT. 1; this is already over 10k words in my drafts and I still don't even have like half of it done yet but I'll put out this small part for now I guess

IT'S A GODDAMN SICKNESS – THIS FEELING, festering, like skin stripped raw and every nerve lit on fire. There’s nothing left of you – only flesh and bone knitted together by gnawing hunger.

He should put you out of your misery.

You would welcome death over this: it would be faster, easier, not each excruciating second prolonging your suffering as time bleeds, drawn-out, stretching at an unbearably sluggish pace. This won't pass over. It's only been getting worse the longer you try to ignore it, to let it snuff out on its own. The craving is bad. It surges through your veins, leaves your blood boiling as if it’s burning you alive from the inside-out. Insatiable need devours your body like an all-consuming disease; your mind is scrambled, thoughts as good as ash at this point aside from the surviving idea that you know that this will swallow you whole.

Here's how it happened.

HE'S A KILLER; The leftover carnage is a gut-wrenching testament to that – a breadcrumb trail of carcasses deserted along the westbound, beaten track to Colorado that’s rivaled only by the number of skeletons in his closet.

Not that he's had much choice. It's this very concept that every single media outlet had kept pushing, what had plagued the top headlines, breaking news, and morning segments leading up to Outbreak Day in a concerted effort to capitalize on a little something called sensationalism. The public had wolfed it down, too – had gorged themselves on the idea of it even after all the grocery stores had been raided bare and there'd been zero food left on the shelves; TVs as their place settings with radios emerging as their proxies not long after the power had gone out – because the drama of it all had been more satisfying than the shitty scraps they'd been getting by on: survival of the fittest, who'd get wiped out by the infection first? And Joel Miller is a living legacy that continues to push the limits of natural selection with every poor bastard that he manages to sink a shiny fucking bullet into.

Adaptation. The end of the world has chewed him up, teeth gnashing – razor-sharp incisors; no leftover bones, no remains like the majority of the people who’ve met a collective demise, but a man spit out in one intact piece (physically, anyways – mentally, that’s probably another story). Now, he’s a stone-cold terror. Cutthroat – all jagged edges and mistrust leaching into his pores. Someone who’s had to acclimatize, because the way he sees it, there’s a million different choices to make that only ever lead to two outcomes. And Joel always picks whichever option affords him the best opportunity to stay alive, but it’s the reason he’s got a ledger drowning in red.

Before, that had meant late mortgage payments and loan sharks hunting him down, risky wagers with shady figures to get Sarah new clothes in time for the upcoming school because she’d been outgrowing them every damn year, and also don’t forget the shady business ventures he’d invested in until he’d learnt his lesson the hard way and had decided to throw himself headfirst into work – day in and day out to save up for his own construction company, something stable and honest; maybe then he wouldn’t have to lie about forgetting to pick up the milk or the pancake mix because the reality had been that he was struggling to put food on the table, and maybe he’d get to spend more time with his daughter and pay the soccer club fees that he couldn’t afford so she could make more friends outside of him and the Adlers, and maybe his blood pressure would level out so his pockets wouldn’t dry up with the cost of his medicine because his insurance had been shit, and maybe he wouldn’t have to go to bed every night crunching numbers behind his eyelids to figure out if he had enough to get through the next month’s round of bills, and fuck, maybe things would finally start to look up for once in his life.

Then it had all stopped mattering in an instant.

So now, it means shooting someone dead without a second thought – a past full of necessary evils: ruthlessness, cynicism, and a death toll second to none. Anybody coming up against him? Shit out of luck. He’s never had a problem with having to pull the trigger, and being caught on the wrong end of his gun always promises a grim fate.

Except Columbus, Ohio.

It would’ve been another blight, another wicked deed buried underneath the growing mountain of awfulness that he's responsible for. There are a lot of things that keep Joel up at night, but as bad as it is to say, this definitely wouldn’t have been one of them.

And then, the impossible – first person to break the cycle: a scavenger combing through the tipped over stands of North Market, kneeling under the dusty Penny's Meats cleaver sign at a basket filled with plastic bags of twenty-year-old beef jerky. And Joel would kill (quite literally) for that if it meant securing his next meal; hell, the next week's worth of them. The only thing standing in between him and food security could be taken care of with an easy shot to the back of your skull at point blank range.

A target.

An inconvenience.

— but that's another story.

Since then, it’s been a road paved with affliction. Ohio. Indiana. Illinois. Iowa. (Nebraska's a sensitive topic.) Wyoming.

Joel grasps your hand firmly in his: dried blood over split knuckles and calluses that have stayed around forever because now he wields a gun 24/7 instead of a carpentry tool from his blue-collar days; he helps you navigate the terrain so you don't misstep – a sprained ankle can slow us down in more ways than one, he always says. Cautious, trigger-sensitive, because he needs to be. The action is meant to be practical, shepherding you over the terrain. So you opt to neglect how his fingers slotted between yours shoos the bitter cold from making a home out of your body and thaws the ice from the crevices chiseled in your bones.

The feeling is nice.

The thought is dangerous.

Because, Nebraska: a hellish nightmare in the flesh.

(Let's not talk about it).

(But circling around the topic doesn’t help. You don't bring it up, and yet it still takes center stage, occupying your mind. Always. How could it not?)

Hordes of cordyceps-ridden pieces-of-shit on your heels until you'd been driven into a corner, back against the wall – odds in the negative as infected after infected had zeroed in on your position and converged like a putrid swarm, a writhing mass of rotten bodies, all of them clambering over each other for their own share of pulpy, human meat to tear into; it'd reminded you of the same way people had been after the outbreak had reached critical mass.

Ravenous.

(This is what had been a difficult pill for you to swallow in the beginning – before you'd started sleeping with a machete along the edge of your bedroll, before the sound of a person choking on their own blood had gone from something that had cursed your hands with a 'round-the-clock tremor to nothing but fucking white noise, and before you'd learned everything there is to know about how to survive amongst societal collapse where 'every man for himself' has never been a more true statement than it is now: the hunger doesn't stop when you turn into one of them.)

As the two of you weave through dense foliage overrunning anything in its path and past man-sized slabs of concrete that form a serrated pattern of the very ground you're currently forced to scale, Joel rumbles a low, "Easy, now,"; you can see how in the dead of winter a plume of air leaves his mouth whenever he talks. He's nice to look at, better than your surroundings by a long shot. Boulder is just another wasteland that offers nothing new in your trek across the country because underneath the whalebone-white quilt of snow smothering everything, it's the same old shit that you saw when you'd cut through the never-ending stretch of land that used to be the Bible Belt to get out of the Atlanta Q.Z. It'd been ghost towns dotting the map between miles and miles of infestation: the walking dead had been piloted by the impulse to tear you apart alongside their living counterparts – the survivors with rootless hearts that stalked in the shadows like vultures waiting to pick your corpse clean of supplies.

But, for as on guard as you have to be, you'd rather focus your attention on Joel, because the snowflakes burying themselves in his beard are far more interesting than the decaying buildings and jigsaw-puzzled pavement that paint Colorado with an apocalyptic finish. He's a welcome distraction. Maybe, too good. The toe of your boot catches on the uneven landscape while you're lost in thought so you brace yourself to strike the ground as it gives out from under you, hands flying out in reflex. Instead, sturdy arms secure themselves around your waist before you can fall. You’re hauled flat against the solid wall of Joel's chest, something akin to an embrace that shouldn’t feel as nice as he is to look at. Even through layers of clothes, even through the frigid temperatures during this time of the year, his heat manages to bleed into you.

"Told you to watch your step there'," he murmurs in that long Texan drawl. Whiskey on his breath. Caramel. Ethanol. Burning alcohol-sweet, it greets you alongside the usual smoky and metallic smell of gunpowder and blood; the kind he'd pilfered from a liquor store back in Omaha – makin' sure it's good enough to the Molotov cocktails with, he'll comment before taking a swig. Brings it up like clockwork, as if it gets funnier the longer he keeps trying to wear the joke out even worse than the soles of his boots. It doesn’t. Just short of being a jack of all trades. Certainly no comedian.

Not a drunk, either – isn't stupid enough to put himself in jeopardy around these parts. You'd seen it before, once: cheeks flushed red and eyes glazed over; couldn't walk a straight line for five feet, much less aim a gun (September 26th, you remember). This isn't that. The whiskey's stronger now, though. You can tell when he stands nearby, face inches away.

(He's been drinking more lately. Not a lot, but the right amount to drown out the memory of... well, ever since—)

He's the closest thing to home that you know.

(—he almost lost you.)

You find yourself latched onto the sleeves of his jacket for stability, and even though you should push Joel away – a voice in your head that warns you to put distance between you and him – your fingers curl tighter into the coarse fabric to keep yourself upright as you regain your footing. “You see that thing? Swear it came outta nowhere."

He huffs out a small laugh, not one of those full-bodied ones that you’ve only heard probably twice since you met him (both of them at your expense and God, do you miss his smile), but it’s still a rich, little sound that comes off as something pleasant to your ears all the same – breaks up the monotony of the snow crunching under your heels and teeth chattering during the occasional bouts when you shiver. "Sure," he says, because he knows you can't lie for shit.

You untangle yourself from him with some reluctance. Homesick – a feeling that you attempt to shake off with more mindless conversation to make the time slip by faster. "Out of every place we've been to, Colorado definitely makes bottom three."

There's faint amusement coloring Joel's face. It makes him look years younger. "We haven't even gotten to UEC yet." He tilts his chin in the general direction that the two of you had already been heading towards. "Over there. Just across the way."

Skepticism stains your voice. "You know, something tells me that I won't have a change of heart."

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ - ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ

#joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #unfortunately i have the smut just not the action~ #this will very likely not be done until i finish the term #joel miller fic #joel miller smut #tlou #the last of us

[limemortgage]

5 Home Loan Tactics for First-time Buyers

For first-time home buyers, the fact that home loan interest rates are still at an all-time low is a joy. Although lenders are offering the lowest rates, it is a commitment over a long period of time. Beyond borrowing costs, there are five more factors that first-time borrowers must take into account before applying for home loans in Epping. Scroll down and take a look at them in detail.

Be aware of your credit score

When applying for a home loan, maintaining a strong credit score is crucial. Keep track of your score at all times. Before submitting an application for a big loan, raise your credit score if it is poor.

Check your EMI affordability

When picking a loan repayment term, prospective homeowners should always consider the affordability of their Equated Monthly Instalments (EMIs), as well as their ability to make regular monthly payments toward key financial objectives.

Consider a long loan tenure

First-time home loan borrowers must plan their home buying with an awareness of their existing & future responsibilities while calculating their EMIs because home loans are significant investments and have a long-term nature. Consider paying upfront or raising your EMIs if your income goes up to pay off your debt quicker.

Make a higher down payment

A bigger down payment leads to a lower loan amount, which might result in a reduced interest rate and EMI. Higher down payments increase the likelihood that a loan will be approved since it reduces the lender's credit risk.

Don’t take too many loans and credit cards

You must keep an eye on your financial responsibilities in order to avoid becoming caught in a debt cycle since home loans in Wollert are a long-term commitment. Avoid using credit cards and loans excessively.

These are the 5 home-loan tactics for first-time buyers. If you find this post helpful, share it with your friends, and get back to us for more posts like this!

#Home Loans Epping #Home Loans Wollert #home loan

[yohangaontdj]

The Devil Judge Rewatch Ep 6 (Part 2)

Continuation from Part 1 which can be found here.

In Part 1, I left off at how Sunah had betrayed Yohan in order to protect herself.

And here we have another example of how Sunah, despite saying that Yohan was handsome and beautiful, and that she loved him.

She clearly hadn't got a clue what love is. Otherwise, she wouldn't have done something that Yohan disliked a great deal. And that was to touch Isaac's most precious necklace.

And Sunah, her greediness had her ignoring Yohan's warning.

In the end, she did steal that one thing which forced Yohan to take action. Protecting Isaac at all cost, even if it meant he had to become the monster.

And in this re-watch, I finally understand why Yohan had chosen to make Sunah jump.

Cause Yohan, since Ep1, had been an-eye-for-an-eye person - delivering the most suitable punishment to fit the crime. Just like he made Youngmin suffer in ep4, cause his mother had hurt Elijah while trying to escape the church fire.

And here, we have Yohan giving Sunah a choice. Either jump and quietly leave the place. And in the process, get some compensation for thr injuries caused, which should be enough for Sunah to survive until she found another job.

Or Yohan, with how smart he was. He would have done something that would have Sunah's stealing from the Kang family revealed to the his step-father, evidence included. And that would be a much worst fate with Yohan's step-dad being a loan-shark. And it would either be jail or something even worse.

And Sunah knew, that's how smart she was, even though Yohan hadn't said a thing. Look at how she went from - 'Oh no!' to giving Yohan a smile as she climbed out the window.

She's a survivor and will take whatever path necessary to save her own skin.

The next bit, we have Yohan returning home after being kidnapped.

And look at what had greeted him after he told Sunah that he got nothing to protect.

If I was Yohan, I would have moved Elijah and Gaon out of the place immediately. Cause it still give me the jitters - how Yohan had been dumped at his very doorstep of his home after being kidnapped.

Again, We have Yohan looking at Gaon first before looking at Elijah.

If that isn't a hint that something is going on between the two of them. Then...I guess the director must be someone who love panning the camera from left to right.

And Yohan, tripping over Elijah's wheelchair!

I learnt from someone's post long ago that it wasn't part of the script. An actual blooper but Jisung had acted so well, they kept it in the drama.

More to come in Part 3, which can be found here.

#the devil judge #the devil judge rewatch #gahan #kang yohan x kim gaon #lawful husbands #yohan x gaon #i just love love them and i want to rave about them.

[alwayzraven]

Kardeşlerim Ep 109

Berk and Elif's dad was released early from prison and he went to Ayla's house. He wanted to see the kids. Elif was angry with him, especially about how he sold Berk. Berk couldn't say anything and sat there crying. Elif told their father to leave. Berk went after his dad. His dad told him that he saw him from afar and he saw that he was growing up well. When Berk asked him why he sold him, his dad said that the loan sharks were going to kill him and his family so he had no choice. His dad told him that he regrets what he did and apologized to him. Berk told him that he won’t forgive him.

Berk went to see Aybike. He told her that his father came to see him and apologized to him and Berk told him that he will never forgive him. Aybike told him that unfortunately they cannot choose their parents and even her mom did some horrible things in the past. She gave Emel to that rich lady to get Oglucan out of prison. She told him that maybe his dad really had no choice. When Berk was about to leave, Aybike kissed him and told him that he can call her whenever he wants. Berk told her that he is lucky to have her.

The next day, Berk and Elif’s dad came to see them at school. Elif didn’t want to talk to him. He told Berk that he is leaving and gave him his watch (which his dad gave him). Later at home, Berk told Ayla that he doesn’t want him to leave. He wants him to stay so they can get to know each other and maybe his dad will love him if he gets to know him. Ayla told him that he was precious and special to her. I am glad their relationship has improved. Concerning Berk’s father, I don’t know what his role will be (beside spending time with Berk), is he really a good person or is he a trouble maker? He might find out about how his wife died and maybe he will come for Ayla then.

What do we think about Berk's dad? He didn't leave a strong impression on me like Resul daddy did and the actor's acting is a bit awkward.

Concerning Yazgi, I saw an update about her today: the production company is still negotiating with her to stay until the end of the season. They haven't reached an agreement yet.

#kardeslerim #kardeşlerim #ayber #turkish dizi #turkish shows #turkish tv show #turkish series #recap

[waitmyturtles]

The hamster wheel of my brain can’t stop spinning, and I have a bit more meta that I need to chew on for Moonlight Chicken episode 6 (part 1 is here and part 2 is here, and I stg that I need to move awn from this episode at some point -- Aof, this is all your fault, I’m getting Bad Buddy-ed again). And whoops, I also have a tad bit of meta for episode 5, too that I forgot to add in that review (here), so here we go -- happy Saturday, fam, hope you’re brunching away!

(Ooooh, and also, I updated my MC Big Themes list for eps. 5 and 6. As always, if you have suggestions for great posts for me to list, please send them, and I’ll add them!) 

1) Episode 5: I totally forgot to mention in my first review that Aof hasn’t forgotten the big macroeconomic conversation about the impact of the food court on Pattaya. Namely, that business meeting that Wen was in, where the discussion of the purchase of the historic market buildings was happening. When that boss said, “This is Thailand. Big fish always eat small fish.”

I honestly think we see this theme returning in episode 6 -- when Alan refuses the loan to Jim. At that moment in time, Alan has resources, he has power. And he admits to Jim: I can’t separate work from personal matters, I can’t administer the loan to you. (Hmph, Mr. Professional, okay.)

Call this an extrapolation, but I wonder if Aof is making a point here. In the end, these big economics are about greed and resource hoarding. Is the food court in Pattaya about a mathematical calculation in “helping” or “investing” back into Pattaya? Or is it about making money at the hands of the private companies and government figures who are allowing the food court to be built?

Is the loan refusal that Alan makes to Jim about protecting Alan’s bank or the bank’s customers? Or is it about Alan’s greed and jealousy towards Jim in wanting Wen back? (I think this is gently reflective of how Alan commodifies Wen in episode 5, when he says to Jim, and I’m paraphrasing, “just return what was taken from me.” Alan is a banker -- he’s a resources guy, and thinks in resource terms, even about his love life). 

Love, in these instances -- a “love” for Pattaya, Alan’s “love” for Wen -- is being commodified for rewards and greed. 

2) Episode 6: I mentioned this scene in my last two (!! JFC, two) posts about episode 6, so I’m repeating myself, but I really, really loved the scene where Wen was falling asleep on Jim’s lap (yay, it got gif-ed!). For me, there was so, so much in that scene.

I keep coming back to Wen’s line: “Do you take this place as your home?” I wrote before that that line obviously refers to the conversation that opened the episode, about love-as-home, and I also meditated that I think that line could also be a reference to Pattaya itself.

But I think also why this scene is sticking with me is because of the meaning of falling asleep on a lap, in a room like Jim’s living room.

I think it’s just such a genius stroke of Aof to situate Jim’s living arrangement as an old-school house that happens to be a rental. On the one hand, the rental aspect gives the house a temporary nature in Jim’s life -- it could disappear at any time. On the other hand, the old-school design and layout gives the house such a rooting in the past -- as if the past is still permanent in Jim’s mind and world.

I’m going to take a guess here, but I think there’s deeper meaning to Wen falling asleep on Jim’s lap as they’re situated in Jim’s old-school living room. Those long, flat, wooden-frame couches with the flat cushions. If you grew up in SE Asia, or visited like I did as a kid -- you so know those couches. With your uncles sitting on them, with their legs crossed, ankles resting on the opposite knee. Or your uncles and aunties sitting with one leg tucked under them, the other leg with the knee up and foot perched on the couch. Just chilling, talking. 

When my fam would visit when I was a kid, and we’d go visiting to all the houses, as soon as we landed on those couches, it was like time slowed down. Our extended family got comfortable with us visiting Americans -- and we were all as one again, one big family, chilling, eating fruit, laughing, catching up. 

So I’m vibing that there’s an old-school comfort to that room that, I wonder, I think, that scene is referencing. If we were lucky enough to have kind parents as kids, we can remember falling asleep on our parents’ laps -- an easy occurrence to conjure on those old-school couches, for sure.

I think Jim and Wen are evoking “home” in that scene on so many levels. On the love level -- when you love someone, you’re home, and you are that person’s home. On the temporal level, and on the geographical level.

Wen asks Jim -- “do you take this place as your home?” This rental? This living room? This town? This person?

And Jim, in that scene -- at first, he pulls back. (Remember Nozue pulling back from Togawa in Old Fashion Cupcake as Togawa sobs?)

Then Jim strokes Wen’s hair. He eases up, he settles in. That’s what you do on those couches -- you ease up and chill out. Because, even in a temporary place, you can find home in a living room like that. Because you grew up with love in a living room like that. 

(SHEESH. AOF!!! DUDE! WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME.)

#moonlight chicken #moonlight chicken meta #earthmix #earth pirapat #mix sahaphap #first kanaphan #jim x wen #wen x jim #backaof noppharnach

[thegirlwholied]

charmed rewatch (s1-s4 premiere) hits-different-as-an-adult takewaways, in threes: $,$,$

- Phoebe's lack of a job s1-s3. granted, fighting the forces of darkness etc, *somebody* needs to be actually learning witchy ways & conveniently Buffy-level "self-defense". But aside from a couple eps addressing it, what was she doing all day every day before going back to school?! Every other episode I found myself going "is she still not working?!" And then once re-enrolled, are her sisters covering her tutition? she's already living off their shared income for groceries etc. Or is a loan in the mix? Wasn't she in debt from NY when she moved home? It's Friends style living, OK, but on a sisters-&-roommates dynamic basis I'm team Pull Your Damn Weight!

- Prue's creative career change. Her photography passion is a total retcon, part of her s3 "cooler" rebrand vs Latin-speaking antiquities/art expert Prue. Change itself aside - it's frustratingly easy. & somehow while Phoebe is still in school & not working. An instant full-time photography job that based on that BMW poses no income changes or challenges? Can't relate. Must be nice. Now that's fantasy.

- The window repairman. I wish we met the stained glass repair expert they must call biweekly - they are probably singlehandedly paying the repairman's mortgage. The house's episodic destruction is comical but at least lampshaded by them referencing this bill after the Banshee episode. Apparently fixing the windows magically is personal gain (though moving things around with magic for attic-cleaning is not?) Nor something your handyman/whitelighter can handle? Yeah this would be the temptation that would break me - I'd be rhyming my way into repaired windows before I'd be writing those fix-it checks.

#charmed #halliwell sisters #phoebe halliwell #prue halliwell #charmed wb #living in that house period is of course half the fantasy #but money challenges are referenced enough times that it is part of their universe and yet #also not #also very much not #esp as the show goes on because the initial 'giving up an apartment to keep the house and moving back in together' premise IS relatable #charmed rewatch

[shortpplfedup]

Every week I'm salty about the pacing and editing of this thing, so I'm letting that go now or I'm going to drive myself nuts. Time to kick back and let the vibe and the drama wash over me, as Jojo clearly intends. 'Life' is this week's theme, as Neung and Palm enjoy the bubble of 'casually' dating, keeping their feelings firmly tucked in to themselves while everybody around them wonders who they're kidding. Elsewhere, the plot keeps churning as Mam's debts put a target on all their backs, Chanon gets sold down the river, and Ben and Chopper trap Aun into fessing up about the outing.

In a key moment this week, we finally find out the source of Chopper and Ben's strained relationship as a confession gone wrong back in Grade 10. Ben knowing about Chopper's feelings for him puts a lot of new context into their previous interactions, and I kind of want to go back now and watch them with that knowledge. Also, Chopper having distanced himself recontextualises his conversations with Neung about Ben, and I want to go back and rewatch those as well. All that said, Ben boomeranging his affections to Chopper felt a bit abrupt and sudden, and I think I needed more runway on that to buy it, unless there's more context to come.

Chopper remains the best boy, trying to do the right thing for himself and everybody else, and it keeps my hope alive that he will be the one to bring Kit down in the end. Because Kit hasn't just set up Chanon, he is also setting up Phum's dad as the shot-caller. All the adults' shit is setting up to reverberate into the kids' storylines, because they can't retaliate against the adults so they'll take it out on each other.

I left you but it didn't mean that I don't love you. I was just selfish. You didn't do anything wrong.

Don't you feel frustrated that you need to hide your feelings? The feelings that you have for Neungdiao. The way you look at him and treat him says it all.

This ep the women in Palm's life told him some home truths that he really needed to hear, especially Mam. Palm has denied loving Neung, has refused to give a name to his feelings, because what is love anyway? For his father, love is duty, giving everything. For his mother, love is freedom, a thing that happens at distance and asks nothing. Palm can't identify with either of those, but Maggie tells him simply: it's how you look at him and treat him. And Mam releases him from his feelings of unworthiness: you didn't do anything wrong. They tell him in short: you deserve love, and you can love. And then Neung walks into the line of fire for him, obliterating any idea of him being merely Palm's duty, showing his own love. And you can see Palm internalise those messages, recalibrating his ideas of love in real time. So when Neung asks flat out for the words, Palm is ready to say them, and also to ask for them in return.

And this kiss, this feels different from the others. Palm has kissed Neung to comfort him, and he's kissed Neung out of desire, but this is a kiss from the heart. Now he wants to claim Neung as his, no more hiding from each other.

No more hiding from the world either, as Neung saving Mam from the loan sharks means revealing where they are to the sharks hunting them. Next ep, the honeymoon is cut short and the boys go back on the run as we move into the final act of the story. All the threads have the feeling of being gathered into a whip that's gonna start hitting us HARD.

Stray Bullets

Every time I expect the plot to twist it reveals itself as deliberately linear. I expect that comes from the lakorn roots, the traditions that Jojo is using to tell his story. This isn't a mystery, and as time goes on it feels more like a tragedy in its rhythms, where it feels inevitable how the story is going to go but you hope against hope until the last moment. I think I really like that.

When the loan shark pulled the gun on Neung I laughed out loud like 'oh boy, this is not gonna go how you think sir'. At this point, Neung has watched both his parents get shot in front of his eyes, he has not an ounce of fear for his own life anymore. I liked the way Neung almost laughed in his face, and for the first time it's clear to me that this kid could TOTALLY become a mob boss.

Perth in the pool is the pretty of the day.

#never let me go #never let me go the series #junior mafia #bl meta series

[hughungrybear]

Me watching Dangerous Romance Ep 5:

1. Wow. Grandma IS aware of Kanghan's issue with his dad. Good for grandma giving Kang the motivation (and inspiration) he needed to improve himself. 😊

2. Kanghan and Sailom testing the bounciness of the bed. I kennat 😂😂😂

3. Oooh, share bathroom and connected bedrooms. So many dirty thoughts forming already lol 😅😅😅

4. Grandma using Kanghan's old shirt to fix Sailom's bag and selling Kang every chance she gets. If she isn't a shipper, I will lose my sh*t 😅😅😅

5. Sailom, why are you behaving like a blushing maiden? But Kanghan, why are you stripping? 🤣🤣🤣

6. Gods, if I was the driver, the bickering at the back will definitely piss me off lol It's hard enough to concentrate on the road

7. Oh, so June (Nabdao) is a trainee teacher? Man, I don't like romance between student and teacher (even if she is a trainee). On the other hand, Pimpah looks fascinated already.

8. What's with Kanghan and his propensity to phone snatching (only applicable to Sailom's device)? 😅

9. Ah, Engineering. Should have known since this is a BL lol But Kanghan not having a dream is just plain sad.

10. The fvck, Kanghan? It's cute he still thinks he likes Pimfah more than just a friend. But I also just love Sailom's sassiness and turning the sh*t around on Kanghan. Introvert, my ass lol.

11. Saifah calling his little brother out lol But I think it hurt my soul a little when Kanghan seemingly not notice Sailom's getup. Also, Pimfah scoring an unintentional date with Teacher Nabdao is smooooth.

12. Well, that lasted about 5 seconds. But seriously, only 20,000 baht a month for engineering jobs? Damn and here I thought earning only 30,000/mo in my home country's currency as a Science grad is effing laughable.

13. Hmm, there are hints of Sailom getting a uni scholarship abroad in future eps.

14. Whaddya mean it's scary? The bearded dragon looked cute. Although, pooping on Kanghan's shirt ain't cool lol

15. Oh, Teacher Nabdao, as much as I agree with you on Sailom's future his present does not allow him to quit being Kanghan's tutor. Romance aside, he cannot afford to lose this job if he wants to save himself from the loan sharks.

16. I'm sure, after some time, both Kanghan and Sailom will be aware that they are wearing a couple's shirt lol.

17. Uhm, pretty sure everybody else is still pumping their partner's chest, Kang. Just CPR, no mouth-to-mouth resuscitation happening in this open house 😳🫣

18. Guy and Nava. Just literally kiss (each other) and make up lol.

19. Oh, so Sailom originally wanted to be a musician/performer, but due to financial reasons, chose Engineering instead? 😭

20. Kang, you do realise this performance fully demolishes your claim that Sailom is introverted lol Also, where is Pimfah? Did she sneak away to find Teacher Nabdao? 😅 <after a few seonds> oh, nvm, there she is in the audience.

21. And here I thought for a hot minute the Kang forgotten Pimfah. Ah, gods dammit.

22. Wait, I'm confused. Does Pimfah like Sailom??? When? How? Why??? 😭😭😭 This is a love triangle that I didn't expect nor need 😶‍🌫️

I hope the preview kiss is not Kanghan trying to prevent the (im)possible romance between Sailom and Pimfah 😑

#dangerous romance #dangerous romance ep 5 #kanghansailom #kanghan x sailom #kangsailom #perthchimon #perth tanapon #chimon wachirawit