#episode 583

[syvellsworld]

[hauntingblue]

Franky entertaining the children... I know that's right...

[gunsatthaphan]

#get the (Only) Friends boxset.

[weirdkpopgirl]

Romance | Haechan Imagine #10

Title: Romance

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: kind of cheesy, mildly suggestive

Word Count: 583

Author's Note: I've been rewatching Scarlet Heart Ryeo, and I suppose it inspired me to write this little scenario for Haechan. I've been meaning to post something for him for awhile now. So I'm glad I finally got the chance to. Hope you guys like it and thank you for reading ^ ^

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You weren’t sure how late in the night it was, but you didn’t really care. Right now, you were content with snuggling under a blanket with your boyfriend, your faces illuminated by the soft glow of the TV screen. You had nearly jumped up in excitement when you finally convinced Haechan to watch Scarlet Heart Ryeo with you. It was a drama you had been urging him to watch for ages, but it didn't take long for him to become engrossed in the series as well.

The episode you were watching had reached a particularly emotional scene, where the main characters Hae Soo and Wang So shared a tender moment under the moonlight. Even though it was just a show, the genuine love between them was palpable. You could see it in their eyes. A love that was so sincere and intense that you couldn’t help but sigh wistfully.

Haechan’s eyes flickered from the television to you who was leaning on his shoulder. “What’s with the sigh?” 

As he asked, another sigh escaped involuntarily. Without tearing your eyes away from the screen, you replied, “I kind of wish I had a romance like theirs.”

“Are you not satisfied with ours?” he asked, slightly amused.

You glanced at him, catching the hint of teasing in his voice. A smile crept your own lips as your fingers remained intertwined with his. “Well, I mean, it’s so dramatic and passionate. They go through so much, yet their love remains steadfast.”

A glint of mischief flashed over Haechan’s eyes as a playful smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. He leaned in closer, leaving little distance between you. The close proximity quickly made your cheeks flush with heat.

“I can give you that kind of romance,” he said confidently.

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his comment. But before you could say anything more, he captured your lips with his in a sudden, passionate kiss. His movements were smooth, his hand cupping your cheek with a gentle yet firm touch. Your initial surprise melted away as you closed your eyes and kissed him back, your hands finding their way to his shoulder.

Suddenly the drama faded into the background, leaving only the two of you and the crackling energy of the moment. Haechan’s kisses always had this warmth that made you feel all fuzzy on the inside. The tenderness of his lips moving against yours conveyed just how precious you were to him.

By the time you finally broke apart, the both of you were breathless. Haechan rested his forehead against yours, his eyes sparkling with affection.

“How was that for a start?” he whispered.

You laughed softly, still blushing profusely. “Hmm, I think you might be onto something,” you teased, trying to hide the racing of your heart.

“Good,” he said, his thumb gently tracing your cheek. “Because I plan on giving you a romance that’s better than any drama. One with its own epic moments and unforgettable memories.”

His words were playful, but you could hear the sincerity in them. You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through your chest.

“I think I’m already living it,” you whispered back, leaning in another kiss, this one softer but no less filled with love.

One thing you knew for sure, was that no k-drama could compare to the romance you and Haechan had. 

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previous masterlist -> current masterlist

[tenthousandyearsx]

Kang Ilhun – who'll be possessed by ORV reader Cha Sungwoo ('Killer King') in the ORV Side Story

A man in a black coat was there. Quite a handsome face for an extra. A unique way of speaking that imitated Yoo Joonghyuk.

– ORV Side Story – Chapter 656: Episode 19 - Old People (8)

Since no one else spoke up, I had to point it out. "By the way, your way of speaking is strangely similar to someone's." "No." "You must like Yoo Joonghyuk." Literary Girl 64, who was next to me, made a raspy, windy sound.

– ORV Side Story – Chapter 580: Episode 5 - Villain (5)

Feeling my gaze, Killer King frowned at me. "What are you looking at?" "Nothing, just…" "If you keep looking at me like that, I'll kill you." "You really sound like Yoo Joonghyuk." With a light groan, Killer King pushed himself up and pretended to look away.

– ORV Side Story – Chapter 583: Episode 5 - Villain (8)

[sailoryooons]

Lights | Episode 0 | jjk (m)

❀ Pairing: Idol!Jungkook x Producer! F. reader

❀ Summary: Meeting Jungkook was a chance of fate. A moment frozen in time, eyes meeting across a room full of lights. The more the two of you advance in your career, the more lost in the lights you become. What if you never find your way back?

❀ Word Count: 583

❀ Genre: Heavy angst, Idolverse, strangers to lovers, eventual smut

❀ Rating: 18+ Minors are strictly prohibited from engaging and reading this content. It contains explicit content and any minors discovered reading or engaging with this work will be blocked immediately. 

❀ Warnings: Nothing really in this chapter, vague references to being a kid growing up in a competitive environment, reader being a little poetic about her childhood.

❀ Published: September 28, 2023

❀ A/N: Hola, in honor of 3D I decided to post the prologue of this thing I have been working on while on hiatus as a cool project to inspire myself to write again. I have no idea what I’m doing, but I am writing this story as though it were sort of a ... famous person tells all. 98% of the story will be in the present tense and we read it as if it's happening, with small interludes of present-day where reader is reflecting on her life in an interview with Namjoon. I have no idea if I will stick with it, so please be patient and let me write this at whatever pace works best for me. And remember - there are going to be very dark parts of this series, and Jungkook and reader both are going to have very ugly moments. If that’s not your cup of tea and you do not like to see characters epically fail and sometimes reveal the ugly parts of themselves, this fic is not for you. 

❀ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment, or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are not representative of real-life scenarios. This series in no way attempts to paint a realistic depiction of idols, or the industry, or draw comparisons. None of the scenes or elements in this series in any way reflect how I perceive the music industry and do not represent any opinions as a whole. This is not intellectual commentary, it is just straight-up fiction. 

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“In omnia paratus. Ready for anything,” you scoff, shaking your head. “Seems like a pretty big ideal for a teenager. You have to understand, we all felt that way. A bunch of kids working for the same dream, ready to push, shove, claw our way to it.” 

Namjoon adjusts his glasses and nods. His long legs are crossed at the ankle as he leans back in his seat, the perfect picture of poise. His glasses are low on his nose and he’s dressed in a warm cardigan today to fight off the chill of Autumn. 

“Was it really competitive?” he prompts, fingers laced together. “What was that like?”

“It’s hard to say. I viewed it through the lens of a kid at the time. I guess to me it would have felt like a game - be better than everyone else, get a reward.”

“And now, through the lens of an adult.”

You heave a sigh and blow out air. You're in the comfort of your home up in the hills, a fireplace crackling to your left. The production crew thankfully didn’t fuss with your living room too much. It was perfect the way it was, muted tones and lived in, not some minimal, sterile space like Seokjin might have or the maximalist terror of Taehyung’s estate. 

“Now,” you venture, slowly stringing the words together. “I think it was where I learned to take no prisoners and to do whatever I had to do to win. Being that close to your dream, and meeting the legends you want to imitate while living in constant fear it might be taken away… it creates a feral desire in you. Feeds the monster inside the kid that has just started to wake up.”

“Would you say that’s where the hardship began?”

You shake your head. “Not the kind that we’re here to talk about. It wasn’t like - I wasn’t a child star, you know? I was still relatively normal. It was school and working on dancing and singing and all of these things because I wanted to produce music and it was hard, but it wasn’t… It wasn't cruel. It wasn’t dark.” 

“When would you say is when it first really started to turn for you?” Namjoon asks, leaning forward a bit. “The first moment you can remember that you might have taken that first step towards everything.”

“In omnia paratus,” you murmur again. You think about that night, gaze unfocused. You no longer see Namjoon, but rather a shock of shaggy, black hair, doe eyes filled with promise, and an arm full of tattoos. “Ready for anything but Jungkook, apparently.” 

Namjoon raises his brows. “So the night you met Jungkook?”

“In nihil paratus. I was ready for nothing, least of all the likes of fucking Jeon. That was the first night my management ever asked me to do something extreme. So I did.” 

“Tell me about that night, then.” 

You remember it so well. You’re not sure how out of all the memories, this one seems so preserved. Crystal clear and sharp at the edges. You remember the tight, white shirt Jungkook was wearing, tucked into dark jeans paired with boots. His tattoos were stark against his shirt and his hair was wavy, a little damp with sweat. 

Jungkook had looked at you from across the event floor, an ocean swimming with swaying bodies and flashing lights, cryogenic fog hanging in the air. You’d just walked in, careful not to trip in your stilettos as you walked down the steps. Nervous. Near cracking under pressure.

And then you looked up, right at those round, dark eyes. 

In nihil paratus. You were ready for nothing. 

[somethingthing]

A cold? Bullshit

Daryl Dixon x Reader 

Warnings: Nothing really, just fluff.

Word count: 583 

A/n: The snowball fight scene made my heart melt, they were all so cute, especially Daryl. I also feel like he would never accept that he was sick, like he would deny it till his grave if needed. Enjoy! <3

You had all gotten to Alexandria eventually, it hadn´t been easy with the snow storm at full rage, but now it was over. The first thing you all had done was to throw snowballs at each other. It was nice seeing everyone so happy, seeing Daryl that happy. 

Now however he was coughing and snivelling “Face it darling, it´s a cold and you need to rest” he was trying to push past you and out of your room to get to a council meeting.

“Nah, I´m okey” he turned is head to cough violently in his arm “I ain´t got a cold, that´s bullshit” he tried to push past you again.

“Daryl, it´s nothing weird with getting a cold, now get your ass in bed for some rest” you carefully pushed him backward towards the bed “I´ll tell the others that you´re sick, it´s no big deal” you finished.

“But I ain´t sick!” he raised his voice with an annoyed tone, again turning his head and coughing. He opened his mouth to say something more but was interrupted by a knock on the door. 

“Hey, what´s going on? The others are waiting for you” Carol stood in the doorframe with a concerned look.

“Comin´” Daryl stood up from the bed and for once you let him past you. Instead you turned to Carol and opened your mouth to speak “Don´t...” he warned pointing at you.

“Don´t what? What is going on?” she shifted on her feet but got no answer “Spill it! We´ve got places to be” you looked at Daryl.

“He has a cold” you pointed at Daryl “It´s nothin´!” he protested “Daryl you´ve been coughing like a crazy person and snivelling non stop!” “Everyone does during winter!” “Because people get colds during winter!” before he could respond Carol stepped in.

“Hey!” she clapped her hands to draw your attention to her “You´re acting like kids, Daryl, you look like shit and sound even worse, get some sleep, and you” she turned her head towards you “Get him something warm to drink, I´ll tell the others you´re not coming”

You gave Daryl a satisfied expression and headed for the kitchen. When you got back with a hot cup of tea in your hand Daryl was sitting defeated on the edge of the bed again “I´ll report back to you what is said later” Carol headed for the door.

“Thank you” you nodded as you closed it behind her and turned to Daryl who looked like he was fighting off 10 years of no sleep “Here” you reached the cup out trying to hide your pride.

He let out a low grunt and took it “Wipe that smirk off” instead of doing as told you stuck your tongue out playfully. 

“Get to bed, Carols orders” you patted his shoulder “But first you gotta drink up” he raised the cup to his lips and took four large chugs and wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve “Wow, okey, that was fast” you were surprised he didn´t burn himself.

Ten minutes later you were both snuggled up in bed “If you get me sick now, I´ll be real mad” you scolded, he just pulled you closer and kissed your forehead.

“Nah, won´t happen, cause I ain´t sick” he snivelled before huffing and putting his arm behind his head and closing his eyes.

“Right, I forgot” you snickered “Now rest, please” and so he did, and you too. You didn´t plan on falling asleep, but you did and Carol got no chance to report back to you until the next morning.

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Thank you fot reading! <3 I´m in mourning. They put their heads on spikes, SPIKES. Tbf it´s been a couple of episodes but I´m not over it, so I need to write something sweet. I´m working on a Negan fic and a Merle fic, I´ll get to writing on other movies/shows soon, but right now TWD is my everything hah. 

[lewkwoodnco]

7 headers, with black and white paper tear options (feel free to request other colours/adjustments!)

583 x 327 px (weird dimensions but as far as I can tell it all checks out in terms of formatting on mobile/desktop)

scenes taken from episode 1

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headers under the cut

[aneurins]

by clicking on the SOURCE LINK below you will be redirected to a gif pack server where you can access  #583 (268px x 150px) gifs of MURRAY BARTLETT in his role as FRANK in EPISODE THREE of THE LAST OF US. they have been separated into TWO PARTS, one is before the ten years later and one is after the ten years later. he's FIFTY ONE years old and of AUSTRALIAN descent. you can use these gifs for gif icons or for crackship gifs but please CREDIT me if you do. REBLOG if you're going to use. don't use them for taboo content nor playing as the actor themselves.

tw: food, nsfw, guns, fire, kissing, alcohol, blood, injuries, drugs, suicide 

[livmadart]

A bit of a color test for an idea I wanna post later this week! Since I can do polls now, how do y’all think I did on takagi’s design and color palette?

Case closed count: episode 583

[barnabascollins]

what's with this dog motif?

episode 536 / episode 225/226 / barnabas, episode 1033 / dante and virgil in hell, william adolphe bouguereau / the wolf hunt, alexandre francois desportes / black dog, andrew jackson jihad / push, dragan bibin / black dog, arlo parks / chase, dragan bibin / typical story, hobo johnson / cave dwellers, dragan bibin / are you my mother?, dr. seuss / deimos, dragan bibin / willie loomis world series, mary maginity / dead of night ii, dragan bibin / willie, episode 536 / dead of night, dragan bibin / bring me back a dog, iamx / episode 245 / episode 583 / jason (on willie), episode 207 / dogs fighting, frans snyders / beach life-in-death, car seat headrest

[syvellsworld]

[rikeijo]

Today's translation #583

Febri vol. 40, Toyonaga Toshiyuki x Uchiyama Koki interview

Part 9.

-- Oh, I see (laugh). I want to go back to what we were talking before - was there any direction from the Director or the Sound Director during your recording sessions that was particularly memorable to you?

Uchiyama: There was a lot of detailed directions for every scenes that I remember... When I look back now, I think that much more care and thought was put into voice acting in Yuri!!!, compared to many other works. In other animes, very often a lot is left up to us, and when we record our lines, it's fine if we just say our lines the way that we prepared them beforehand. In case of Yuri!!!, the way that we acted in certain scenes is completely different than what we had prepared beforehand for that scene. Very often I was told: "This is the meaning of this scene, so you should say these lines in this way" or "Give me something different than what you have prepared".

Toyonaga: This is why Yuri!!! was a show that was really worth the effort.

-- What scene give you the most trouble...?

Uchiyama: All of them.

Toyonaga: Yeah, it was the same for all of us. For Suwabe-san, and for me, as well. In case of Yuuri, it was, for example, the scene in episode 7., when he's crying. At the studio, I was told to not show too much emotion, but when I saw the anime as it aired, in some cases, the more passionate takes were used in the end.

[red-gtech]

Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint Side Story MTL Summary

3WTable of Contents

Season 1

  553

Prologue: Notice of Foreign Currency

554-555

Episode 1: The World After Conclusion (2/2)

556-563

Episode 2: Rewrite (8/8)

564-572

Episode 3: Main Character (?) (9/9)

573-575

Episode 4: The Road Not Taken (3/3)

576-583

Episode 5: Villain (8/8)

584-587

Episode 6: Relic (4/4)

588-590

Episode 7: Trauma (3/3)

591-594

Episode 8: CEO Kim Dokja (4/4)

595-599

Episode 9: Unspeakable Words (5/5)

600-605 

Episode 10: Writer (6/6)

606 - 609

Episode 11: Artwork  (4/4)

610-616

Episode 12:  ⬜ ⬜ (7/7)

Season 2

617-

Episode 1:

[whatithinkaboutdarkshadows]

Episode 583: Act of treachery

[tenthousandyearsx]

I suddenly wondered what kind of comments Killer King would have left. [The exclusive skill 'Readers' Comments List' is activated!] ID: killer_king Platform: Sirius, Paper Books Total Comments: 491 Reader Level: 99 Number of Reads: 99.8 times *You can use coins to view the comments written by this reader.* Number of comments currently available for free: 3. I clicked on [View Comments] without hesitation. I am Yoo Joonghyuk. —Upvotes 0 / Downvotes 1 (Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, Chapter 1) I am Yoo Joonghyuk. —Upvotes 0 / Downvotes 1 (Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, Chapter 23) I am Yoo Joonghyuk. —Upvotes 0 / Downvotes 1 (Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, Chapter 77) I doubted my eyes. Feeling my gaze, Killer King frowned at me. "What are you looking at?" "Nothing, just…" "If you keep looking at me like that, I'll kill you." "You really sound like Yoo Joonghyuk." With a light groan, Killer King pushed himself up and pretended to look away.

– ORV Side Story – Chapter 583: Episode 5 - Villain (8)