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[soughtserenity-a]

He cackles. " I don't care! A win is a win baby! " She should know that by now he's a competitive little shit and she isn't excluded from that no matter how many cute nicknames she comes up with although it can buy her time. His smile widens as she says it because he noticed her blushing. " Are bunny are you getting shy? Also this is a special occasion. Every day alive is a special occasion plus you look so cute right now. " he holds her blushing face in his hand and gently nuzzles her. " Say it again say i love you puppy. Please? Please please please I will do whatever you want. " He's already a giddy giggling mess.

"that wouldn't be fair! i wasn't around all the time then and you'd have way too much of an advantage!" she huffed, jaw dropped in offense. "plus, i'm pretty sure i'd have you beat anyways, if we're being honest." she pokes his side. she smiles brightly, cheeks flushed pink before a gentle giggle leaves her lips. "mhm, so needy puppy. it's for special occasions." lies, she knows he likes it now.

[whyareyouhere66]

Ok im back in my JJ Maybank era 🧎🏻

Could you do a JJ Maybank x male reader with them being in an established relationship, and the pouges (+reader obvs) are having a bonfire party and reader maybe drinks a little more than the others. Everyone is talking and just mingling with each other when out of no where reader comes out with a microphone/mini karaoke machine (?) and starts singing 'That should be me' by Justin Bieber to JJ in front of everyone. Reader being too drunk to remember that they're literally already in a relationship and wants to 'win him over'. And probably ends up with JJ having to pick up reader and dragging him away to get him to stop 'declaring his love' in front of an audience lmao (All light hearted and fluffy ofc <3).

I would like to firstly apologize for such a long wait 😭 this request was sent in before I closed my requests, making it basically one of if not the last one I accepted so felt the need to make it good for you. It’s been in the process of being made for months now, so. It is very much possible you are no longer in said JJ Maybank era but nonetheless I hope you enjoy this Anon despite it not being perfect, and anyone else who is reading. Thank you for the request and anyone reading, enjoy. (It was actually kinda fun to write this when I got into it again)

JJ Maybank x Male! Reader

“Love You Like a (drunk) Love Song”

cw: alcohol, one mention of weed. Possibly a little ooc? I haven’t watched the show in a while. Loosely edited. Silly. Mid ending. Kinda long.

x

The world is spinning.

Just a little bit, though.

Or maybe more.

Hold on.

Bumps and valleys from peoples footprints indent the sand, grains of tiny rocks flying behind their dancing shoes. 

In the middle of the drunk crowds, teenagers stumbling about with bottles in their hands, is you, with your own bottle tucked between curled fingers. Number 3 maybe? You’re not sure anymore.

Through blurry vision, you stumble around with a lopsided grin, drunken laughs falling from it at every bump and nudge. Music pumps through the Boneyard, ringing in your ears from some indie-pop song you don’t know the name of. 

People begin to blur together, just bodies you push through as you and Pope jog through the crowd, whooping with each beat. It’s one of the few moments when Pope’s awkward smile has faded and all that’s left is a stumbling, giggling mess. And of course, sand. Lots of sand. 

Tiny rocks prod at your heels, filling the bottom of your shoes as you run. Your eyes dart to them- the roughed up converse that could probably fall apart at any given moment. Without thinking, you reach for your shoes.

“Wait-waitwaitwait-“ 

Pope doesnt slow down until your hand is clapped over his shoulder, eyes snapping from the Touron next to him, as suddenly he’s supporting all your weight on one arm.

“What- what are you doing?”

You don’t answer immediately, coming to a stop just outside the crowd of dancers. 

“Sand.”

Pope watches you with a dazed stare, the somewhat distant light from the bonfire all there is to light up his face, casting shadows across his nose and jawline. 

“Deal with it.” He says it like it’s obvious, though doesn’t try to move as you wriggle around to get your shoe off your foot- much harder than it should be. You click your tongue and grunt.

“Gotta sit-“

Like two mangled cats- you and Pope fall to the ground, bracing yourselves on your arms and elbows. Landing right on your ass- you begin to struggle with your shoe once more. Pope groans, brushing sand from his arm and his lap. A mumble falls from his lips, muttering curses at you for bringing him to the ground with you. However, you pay him no mind, tugging the sneaker off your foot, sand draining out through the hole as you flip it upside down. 

The distant reflection of the fire is all you have as you play with the ties of your shoes, shining faintly across the two wobbly figures you and Pope have become. He begins scooping handfuls of sand into his palm, letting it slip through his fingers as he waits for you to finish. For a second, he brings his hand towards your shoe- sand threatening to slip into the sole of your just emptied sneakers. You slap his arm away before he can succeed. 

“That fire is so hot.” Pope complains out of nowhere, wiping his forehead for some imaginary sweat. You twist your head to look at it, palm weakly slapping the bottom of your shoe. 

“Dude, it’s like….” You squint, unsure, “100 feet away. You’re just drunk.”

He rolls his eyes.

“Alcohol doesn’t make you hot.”

At that, you scoff, though it comes through your nose like a snort. “Speak for yourself.”

Pope’s head slowly turns to you, eyes narrowed and mouth popped open like a fish. He looks like he’s trying to jam the logic of that sentence into his brain, but failing. 

“I have no idea what to say to that.” He concludes. 

In all fairness, you only sort of know what you meant by it in the first place. 

The topic quickly loses relevance as you finish dumping your shoes, tugging them back onto your feet and jumping up. He stumbles to join you, and soon enough, you’re at it again. 

Walking through the sand, there’s less people to weave around now that you’re out of the crowd that’s formed around the speakers. Some Kook has jumped on to a log, taking over the mic from the cheap karaoke machine and is currently belting the words to Katy Perry’s “Last Friday Night”- except her version has a drunken slur thrown in with the melody. The sound is…amusing at most, but no one cares enough to complain, watching and some even dancing around her log. 

You and Pope stagger right past it, your arm now slung around his shoulder. 

You both stumble and laugh until you catch a familiar face in the crowd- JJ. 

You grin.

JJ.

The blonde sits on the edge of another log, sitting with a few others around the ring of the bonfire. John B and Kiara are on the log next to him, while other Pogues and the occasional Touron fill in the remaining space. Some redhead leans into Kiara’s shoulder, choking on her own laugh while being completely oblivious to the side eye Kiara gives her in return. Two Pogues pass a blunt back and forth over John B’s shoulder, grinning wickedly when he comments on it.

In Pope’s eyes, he sees the group, and without thinking points his next few steps in that direction. Not you, though. 

Your eyes become still, tuning everyone else out, not even seeing the giggling redhead, or John B’s easy smile. All you see, is JJ.

The crackling fire casts an orange shadow over his features, creating a shadow on his cheekbone, next to his nose. It contrasts perfectly with the blue of his eyes, the usual mischievous glint behind them showing through with his laugh as he makes yet another stupid joke. 

He’s so pretty. 

Dilated eyes follow his every move, the twitch of his smile- and you’re completely oblivious as Pope leaves you behind, moving up towards the group without another thought.

“What’s up, guys.” Pope reaches his hand out for a greeting as he makes it to the group sitting around the fire- JJ’s hand meeting his as their palms “clap” in unison. 

“There he is!” JJ loudly greets, watching the boy make his way to a seat on the log. The others say their own hello’s, as Pope easily molds into the atmosphere of the smaller group. And still, he hasn’t noticed that the your drunk (far more drunk than him, at least) self is still standing in the sand with parted lips and heart eyes. 

Your eyes flicker across his figure again, wishing through alcohol-tainted thoughts that you could capture the sight with a picture. From his nose, to his lips, to the muscles in his shoulders to the wave of his hair falling across his forehead. Your vision is starting to blur around the edges when you stare too long, but you can’t look away just yet. 

‘Is he single?’

Suddenly, you can’t remember anymore. 

Your eyes trace over every feature you can catch with the orange light, hand twitching with an empty warmth. You wonder what it would be like to hold his hand. 

JJ is oblivious to your stare, downing half his cup between conversations as Pope and John B joke about something next to him. In your mind, despite the influences making your thoughts sway back and forth- you come to a conclusion.

‘I should flirt with him…’

A simple task, just a small goal. Anything to make the pretty boy look your way.

However instead of walking up to him like a normal person, you turn around- stumbling to the crowd behind you with nothing but the makes for a headache and a plan. 

Pope, back at the bonfire, whispers into JJ’s ear, “Your boyfriend is drunk as hell, by the way.” 

The blonde seems completely unfazed, shrugging his shoulders and stretching out like a cat, cup teetering in his hand slightly.

“No surprise there,” he responds nonchalantly.

“He gets it from you.”

John B’s words are met with nothing but an eye roll from JJ, and a small grin from Kiara.

“Speaking of- where is he?” Kiara asks, brushing some hair out of her face as she’s finally released from the redhead’s grasp, as the random girl turns to talk to some pogues next to her. This catches everyone else’s attention, Pope speaking up first.

“Oh uh- he was just over-“ he goes to point to where you had stood a minute ago- only to pause when he sees the spot empty. His eyebrows furrow, “…there.” 

The other three turn their heads to follow the point of Pope’s finger, looking around for your missing figure. 

“Uh oh.” John B deadpans, and in seconds JJ is on his feet.

“Where’d he go?” His blue eyes scan the crowd, now searching for you in the mass of sweaty teenagers. 

“He was just there a second ago.”

Kiara stands up, doing the same as JJ. There’s too many bodies huddled in one spot to pick you out easily, everyone still gathered around the speakers, red solo cups littered about. It’s like “Where’s Waldo”, except not really. Her brown eyes shift from group to group, skimming over everyone, when she catches a glimpse of your figure.

“Guys, he’s right there.” she deadpans, now watching you as you seem to be making your way to the center of the crowd.

Her eyebrows furrow, and the others follow her gaze.

“Ok, and…what is he doing?”

No answer can be found, as all 4 now watch as you squeeze through the rowdy teens around you. 

Your mind is caught in a rush. Everything in your surroundings seems to blur, the music turning into a thrumming against your ears as you shove your way to the front. You know what you’re gonna do, impulsive plans fueling every step. All you want is to impress that hot blonde painting back at the campfire, make sure you’re the only one he’s looking at.

You know JJ, you know how he’s quite a magnet for the wandering eye. In your drunken state, you find yourself desperate to be his only focus. 

You make a quick stop at the computer connected to the speaker, changing the song cue, before continuing on your way. Some girl, who you vaguely remember from your science class, is currently barely getting out the words to “Call Me Maybe” through fits of giggles, karaoke microphone seconds from slipping out of her hand. Without a moment of hesitance, you stumble right up to the make-shift stage and reach for the microphone. 

“That’s real nice, Katy,” you murmur, putting your hand on her shoulder as she looks at you slightly confused, her poor rhythm suddenly interrupted, “‘s my turn now.”

She quirks an eyebrow at you, but makes no argument as you nudge her off the stage, stumbling back to her friends who only laugh. The sleek surface of the microphone is slippery on your sweaty palms, but you hold it firmly, spinning around and puffing your chest. 

The log isn’t exactly a perfect stage, but it’s just big enough so you can see through the crowd from a higher angle- and across the way, you catch the gazes of your friends, a variety of expressions on each of their faces. 

Pope has his eyebrows furrowed down in that classic Pope stare, his thoughts loud. “What the fuck”, would be your guess. Kiara seems to have the same thoughts running through her head, but her eyes hold more amusement. John B and JJ both sit here with open mouths. 

You don’t really process any of the confusion in their gazes, though, because the second you meet eyes with the blonde boy, your heart is racing. The beat, begins to play, and you bring the microphone to your lips.

“What the fuck is he doing?” John B asks, but again, no one has an answer. 

“This can’t be real.”

“Oh my god.”

The familiar tune of Justin Bieber starts to flow from the speakers, and Pope slaps a hand over his mouth. This is too good. 

“Everybody’s laughin’ in my mind…”

“We gotta get him off that stage-“ John B starts to stand up, only for a hand to get in his way. It’s JJ’s. 

“Nah bro” he doesn’t dare look away from you, “one more minute.”

A few cheers and shouts come from the front row, the crowd pretty divided between “invested” and “pays no mind”. You continue to sing, your voice wobbly at first, before you start to really get into it. 

“Did you forget all the plans that you made with me? Cause baby I didn’t-“ 

JJ cracks a small grin, looking back at the others as if in confirmation, before turning back, still completely lost as to what you are doing. 

“Cause that should be ME-“

Oh!

“Holding your hand!”

Kiara bursts out laughing. 

“That should be me, making you laugh! That should be me, this is so sad-“

“That’s one way to say it.” John B smirks, earning a prompt nudge from JJ.

You’re shamelessly making eye contact with him, losing your balance on the log as you make up for every crack in your voice with devoted theatrics. He might not make it through this. 

“Y’think we should go get him?” Pope asks, hiding his grin with his fingers. You start to finish up the chorus, completely invested.

The rowdy crowd has become blurry faces, a swarm of bodies dancing around you while you stumble on the log. Halfway through the second verse and it becomes clear you don’t really know most of the words to this song, glancing over to the computer and trying to read the poorly-animated lyrics off the 8 year old YouTube video you found. But finally, the chorus comes back around, and you’re coming in strong again. 

“That should be me, holdin’ your hand-“ you stare into his eyes and thrust your finger into his direction, turning heads.

“Ok we gotta get him off that log.”

“Yep, that’s enough.”

JJ stands up and quickly makes his way to where you stand- or perform, rather. Shoving through the various bodies, he pushes his way to the front, and the whole time you follow his figure with your eyes.

“This is so wrong, I can’t go on-“ you point at him, wobbling on the log, “-till you believe that that should be me, that should be m-“

“Y/n,” JJ stands in front of the log, gesturing for you to join him. You don’t, instead moving your finger to continue to wag it in front of his face. He sighs, looking at the ground to hide his smile. When he looks back up, you’ve launched into a high note that definitely is not in the original recording. 

“-meeeeEeEEEee-“ 

“Oh god,” he mumbles to himself, not entirely sure what to do. You’ve never been this wasted before- and even more, he’s not used to being the designated caretaker friend. The roles are completely switched, yet he’s not even sober! He does the first thing that comes to mind- reaching for you and tugging you into his arms. You fall with a small gasp, dropping the microphone into the sand, slight feedback echoing through the shitty speaker as he literally drags you away from the crowd. 

“What’re you doing-?” you demand, though blushing slightly at how close you now are to his chest. There’s a few snickers and curious remarks within the group behind you, not that you really pay attention. And they quickly go back to their own business anyways, leaving you to be dragged away to the side of the party.

JJ is supporting your body with his, as if you’re injured instead of just wasted, but with your uneven steps and his own tipsiness you both end up just stumbling off. Your arm slung around his shoulder and his hand keeping you close to his side. He’s even prettier up close. 

“Man, how drunk are you, babe?” He asks as you come to a stop, moving to stand in front of you, your hands now on his shoulders. 

This scrambles your mind a little bit. “Man” and “babe” used in the same sentence? Wild. 

“‘M not that drunk.” You retort, eyes peeking up to take in his features once more. You don’t even think about how obvious you’re being- dazed eyes raking over his face, morphing into an expression with so much awe you’d think his face was made up of the stars above. 

He notices the look, just as your eyes not-so-subtly flicker from his eyes to his lips. It makes him flush slightly. 

“Mhm- and that talent show, huh?” There’s a hint of amusement in his tone this time, you can tell, “what about that?”

“Why, did you think it was hot?”

JJ’s grin starts to grow, the cogs in his brain turning. Was this really all for him?

“…were you trying to impress me, baby?”

That one sends a small rush of butterflies through the pit of your stomach- not really mixing well with the alcohol. 

You feel as a grin starts to spread on your lips, cheeks hot. 

He called you baby. 

“Maybe. Are you single?”

It’s really ‘no think, just do’ at this point, your thoughts becoming words in a matter of seconds. This visibly catches JJ off guard- that was not where he thought that was going. He pauses, and if you were to look hard enough you could see the throbber of a loading screen on his forehead. 

“What?”

You’re starting to lean into him a little bit, subconsciously. 

“Do you have a boyfriend.” You restate the question, and it all starts to click in his head. The singing, the pointing. 

‘My boyfriend just drunkenly sang Justin Bieber to me as a way of flirting.’

A giant smirk takes over his lips. 

“Wait wait wait,” he starts, looking down for a second, “let me get this straight- you went up there and sang that whole song as a way of…as a way of flirting?” He looks back up at you, finding this whole thing quite humorous. 

“Maybe,” you say again, “did it work?”

JJ cant stop the chuckle that escapes his lips, the laugh rumbling in his throat. You furrow your eyebrows, “what’s so funny-“

He shakes his head, “nothing, nothing, don’t worry about it.” He looks you up and down, a glimmer in his eyes that you notice but can’t name in this moment. But it doesn’t answer your question. 

“JayJayyyyy-“ you groan, and it just makes his smile grow. It becomes clear he’s just gonna play into this. He places his hands on your hip, leaning into you, so now you’re both close enough to smell the alcohol lingering on both of your tongues. He chuckles again, swaying slightly.

“Do I got news for you.” Is all he says, and it’s clear he’s gonna have a field day with this one. 

[maybankswhore]

can you do jj with a reader who is scared of love

jj is also deathly scared of love.

it took a long time before the two of you even admitted to eachother that feelings were involved.

jj fell first.

you fell harder.

both of you were stubborn asf and didn’t want to admit it to not only eachother— but yourselves.

jj was in deep , deep denial.

eventually he was the first one to crack.

and at first , you claimed that he was just drunk and high and didn’t mean any of it and refused to listen to his love confession in the heat of the moment.

though you had replayed it in your head thousands of times and you still tear up about it even after being with eachother for so long.

jj is absolute mush when it comes to you.

any fear about love and relationships left him the second he got to call you his girlfriend.

he’s very understanding of your feelings , though , and he makes sure to constantly affirm his feelings towards you.

“you know i’m never goin’ anywhere , right? i’m in this for the long haul.”

jj is constantly telling you he appreciates you.

he thinks that means more to someone that just saying ‘i love you.’

he wants you to feel heard , appreciated and safe.

you try and push him away because you’re scared but even then , he sticks by your side.

“look— nothing you can do is gonna rid of me , alright? i love you. you’re it for me.”

you and jj’s relationship becomes on of the most healthiest relationships you’d ever been in.

he’s very patient with you and helps you open up more.

“i got you , girl. cry , scream , kick me out— you know i’ll be sleepin’ on that front porch waiting for daylight.”

[soughtserenity-a]

" Mhmmmm. You're not slick Rachel Amber. " He said grinnnig like an idiot knowing that he caught her slipping by the pink on her cheeks that remained when he looked back. He laughs as she claps. " Thank you thank you I know I'm amazing. And hell no dude we're better than all that cringe shit. " He tucks the knife in his pocket trying to think about what they were like but he can't get the thought of them being like foxes or something out of his head and laughing. " We're like animal kingdom like we were on the island. Like foxes. Eating meats and bugs and living in burrows next to each other. I get my own though cause you probably decorate differently, unfortunately. " He playfully sighs,

“ perhaps that was my plan all along. i can neither confirm nor deny. ” said the blonde whilst grinning at him. pink bloomed in her cheeks. damn it, since when is jj able to read her like the back of his hand? she observed, adoration clear across her face, and when he looked back to her after he was done, she made a show of clapping. “ not bad. i dig the fact that we're not so cliche now too. ”

[arminthada]

Ah, I just wanted to ask, why did Nadao shut down, if it's okay to bring it up? It seemed like they managed so many well-known actors, so the closure felt unexpected. Was it sudden?

Hiiiiii nonnie (❁´◡`❁)

Of course it's always to ask about Nadao. I live to answer these Nadao Bangkok asks btw so yes feel free to send anything at all time about Nadao. My friend Rain (@williamests) asked this exact question a year ago so lemme link up my answer down below because I don't think my thoughts on it has changed since then.

However to expand upon your question, I think for I'll discuss about the unexpectedness which was briefly elaborated in my previous ask. First of all here's an excerpt from my ask last year

And I would say that after two years since Nadao closes down, it's been pretty clear that the closing down of Nadao was more ideology-motivated than business. While Nadao officially shut down it's business, the actual company itself was renamed Tada Entertainment to accompany P'Yong Songyos Sugmakanan's pursuit of making the next perfect idol groups.

One must be quite confounded by P'Yong Soyos' new pursuits but watching the documentary of how 9x9 (Nine By Nine) was formed, I think it becomes very clear that P'Yong has always harboured an interest in making the next big Thai pop group, similar to Kpop idol group style. I highly recommend watching this if you have time, or at least the first two episodes of the 9x9 documentary. It's honestly one of the realest documentaries I've ever watched of an idol group, the way they talk about each other here is basically how they talk about each other in real life, even now.

I would say P'Yong's general pursuit and ambitions in the music/Thai pop industry coupled with Nadao's roster of artists outgrowing its target group are the biggest reasons for Nadao closing in general.

I'm always grateful to Nadao for bringing us some of the best series in existence (crazy to think how In Family We Trust is conceived as a part of 9x9 project, with the main purpose to make a series to star all nine boys of 9x9) yet it swept the Nataraja awards (Thai Emmys) that year. This is yet another stellar example of how Nadao ended up excelling at what they don't plan to do (producing series) than what they do intend (managing artists/boy groups). 9x9 was a successful project though, don't get me wrong, I'm just trying to make the case that IFWT is more successful than P'Yong probably intended it to be (though P'Yong was pretty ambitious with this project himself, getting all the experienced older lakorn actors into this so perhaps he did plan for it to be that successful). Even though, there were many Nadao artists that left before they completely closed down like James, Peach, Nonkul... I really like that most Nadao artists remained very close with their fellow Nadao peers, and often times ending up in same projects together once again.

I'm always sad about Nadao closing down but seeing how most former Nadao artists have no trouble finding works on their own after its closing, I'm very happy to see them flourishing and doing their own thing. I love that there's a huge family energy when it comes to Nadao because the senior artists always consider their junior like their little brothers and sisters (Ice Paris being the MC for both DICE and BUS showcases, Tor and Ice being the MCs for the 789 Survival). P'Yong has previously talked about how "Nadao isn't just a company, it's like a home. That's why when some of their artist left Nadao, P'Yong considered it more as them "graduating" so they can grow and build path on their own."

Sorry this was a pretty long excerpt from my last ask, all just to say that I think Nadao Bangkok closing wasn't sudden at all to the artists, but it's probably more sudden to the public because they were doing so well with hit TV series like ITSAY and IPYTM.

But even in the case that they technically "closed down", most of the Nadao managers who were managing Nadao artists before, kept on managing their roster. For example, Tor, Billkin, PP, Thanaerng and JJ's current managers are still the one with them since Nadao days, Feb who manages Ter Chantavit, Ice Paris, Junior still manages Ter and Ice, only Junior not being managed by her anymore since he moved to GMMTV but they're so close to the point that they meet up every 3-4 months. Pao is still managing Oab and New, and for a long time was still manager for Fuaiz even after he's signed with BOC.

So to their artists, Nadao Bangkok is really like home. You will NEVER catch a long interview of Tor Thanapob where he doesn't bring up Nadao and P'Yong (seriously). Of course I understand that our teenage years are the ones that shape us the most but still... like it's truly family to them.

However, if we look at not just artists under Nadao but also the creatives who were working for both Nadao and GDH, I do think Nadao Bangkok closing was imminent and crucial to the development of their own repertoire especially looking at the recent works of Nadao Bangkok/GDH series creatives. To simply put, all the directors who were directing Nadao/GDH series all immediately got a full-length feature film with GDH, following the closing of Nadao Bangkok.

Hongvivatana Twins (Great Men Academy) with Me & You & You

Pat Boonnitipat (Project S: Skate Our Souls, Bad Genius Series) with How To Make Millions Before Grandma Dies

Boss Kuno (Project S: Side By Side, My Ambulance, I Told Sunset About You, I Promise You The Moon) with The Paradise Of Thorns

Seua Pichaya (Hormones, Project S: Spike) with 404 Run Run

Claire Jirassaya (One Year 365) with Flat Girls

I think people often forget that Nadao Bangkok is first and foremost a company created to manage GDH-signed artists, so it's understandable that occasionally they also produce series with the intention of featuring their actors/showcasing their actors' skill. But with the GDH creatives being raised the way they are, actors need to fit the work not works being written to fit the actors (ITSAY and IPYTM are the exceptions, not the rule). Like what JJ said in an interview during Spare Me Your Mercy promo when being asked about getting cast in the series. JJ elaborated that his working process for accepting works is he'd ask for a short script and request to cast/read for the first because he thinks it's unfair if he just accepts a role offered without casting 🥹

Nadao and GDH's tradition is that no matter how famous you are, whether you're P'Sunnny, P'Ter or P'Tor, you have to be cast. You have to try, if you don't get it's fine.

So yeah with Nadao Bangkok closing down and rebranding as Tada Entertainment and its three subsidiaries: SONRAY (managing boygroups BUS and DICE), ILY Lab (managing girlgroup MXFRUIT) and 5x6 House (a production company, led by Ping Kriangkrai Vachiratamporn, more information here). I think this allows Nadao directors like P'Ping Kriangkrai or P'Meen Tossaphon not to feel pressured about having to create works to fit the artists they're managing, meanwhile P'Yong gets to pursue his idol/artist management pursuits.

Or for writers/directors who were originally under GDH that for the longest time worked to create Nadao/GDH series, finally getting their big breaks which they ended up working on directorial debuts that are very personal and dear to their heart. You can definitely see this most obvious in You & Me & Me - a coming of age film about twin sisters by the Hongvivatana twins

Or in Flat Girls - a coming of age film about a sapphic chubby teenage girl growing up in flats for police aka Claire Jirassaya's personal story.

Boss Kuno also highlights his own need for 100% completely creative control within a project, especially since he's used to that when working under Nadao Bangkok. So this entire Boss Kuno interview will pretty much tell you exactly the reason why these former Nadao creatives end up creating the works that they do. Most have gone freelance or still developing projects at GDH 559, 5x6 House or Looke but one thing is for sure, they'll always strive for independence and all actors for their projects must be cast.

I think I've run out of thoughts to spare for now so I hope this answers some of your inquiries nonnie. Feel free to send me Nadao-related asks any time though, they are always welcome whenever.

[erwinsvow]

That bitchy reader post has given me LIFE. Omg, IM OBESSED. And like, reading that had me thinking of bitchy reader with jj…. LIKE I know she said totally “a dirty pogue”. BUT THINK ABT IT the dynamic between the two would be so AMAZINGG. jj constantly flirting with bitchy reader KNOWING she hates it, but he just can’t help but do it bc she’s just so pretty when frustrated and mad. And like, don’t get me started on how I KNOW bitchy reader would end up having a teensy crush on him… omg lm so obsessed 😭😭😭

oh my godddd this is SOOO REAL!! can u imagineee sarah would obvi be dragging her along to pogue adventures and she would get a little more acclimated.. already knows pope from tutoring so she'd be a little nicer to him and jj is poking john b like "why's the princess only talkin' to pope?"

bitchy reader would cut pope off and be like "i heard that. and don't call me princess." the second she rolls her eyes jj would be in luv <3

also i can imagine bitchy reader would keep tagging along insisting to sarah "i'm trying to make sure you don't do something stupid, even though i know it's hard for you not to" meanwhile jj finds some new stupid way to flirt every time she's around.

they'll be walking thru the chateau or idk at the light house in the back of the group and jj's like "yeah i once.. uh. fought an crocodile here. that's where i got this scar from. right pope?" and pope just rolls his eyes.

bitchy reader of course goes "we don't have crocodiles here. oh wait, maybe they do in the fantasy land that you live in."

sarah totally sees that bitchy reader is starting to get a crush on jj when she sees her laughing at jj's stupid jokes after some time

"what happened to the whole 'dirty pogue' thing?" bitchy reader can't think of any retort so she just tells her to shut up! thats how u know shes in too deep �� and yes they would fuck like rabid animals

[creaturecafecryptids]

Thoughts on Judy?

*What most of the crew see Judy as*

“...”

*Copy is silent*

*What their eyes see...*

“She's got soft skin.”

“Yeah... Very soft...”

[soughtserenity-a]

Hey ! They were there for later it's not his fault later never came and the bugs found it. Once he did remember he morned that delicious slice. He looks at her suspiciously.

" Are you sure about that ? Oh and if you lie remember you just made it that much easier for me to tickle you till you pee ! " He grabs her in his arms quickly and Snickers.

JJ cackles. " That's why I'm saying ! Ew ! Not just ew like funky but old stale pizza on a car floor in the dead of summer. " He jokes

" too silly ?! I don't think it's silly enough if you're still thinking about that storm know what I'm saying ? Speed it up or I'll start ticklin'. "

[unitcd]

@fullpcgue

He's never really been the jealous kind, no. There wouldn't be a 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 to it. . . JJ sat there watching his friends. Sure, he knew that John B had been eyeballing Sarah Cameron for a while, but he'd caught a glance or two his way tonight and, dammit, he was going to take advantage of that. Of course, there was that little issue of Topper being up her ass. He could deal with that, though. Assessing the situation, he strolls over with an extra wine cooler, one for Sarah. "Drink refresh?" He asks, holding it out. It's still sealed, ready for her to take it and pop it open. JJ smiles at the blonde and then looks at Topper. "Yo, I just saw Kelce gettin into some shit. Maybe you should go give him a hand." Top falls for the decoy and JJ slides in. "I saw you looking at me from across the bonfire." He speaks calmly, taking a sip of his beer. "Thought I'd come over and offer a drink. . ." JJ licks his lips before he leans in and presses his lips lightly to Sarah's. "And that."

[blackbird-brewster]

i've seen your posts about how rebecca might die this season (and i don't doubt the possibility, though i really hope she doesn't), but do you really think the show would do two major(ish) character deaths in one season? because i'm pretty solidly convinced will is going to die this season and i'd like to think that they wouldn't kill off both major love interests in the same season (but maybe that's just wishful thinking on my part). i'd love to know what your thoughts are on this

they're actually killing off will and rebecca to set the stage for making je t'emily canon in s19 /s

Thanks for the ask! First of all, I'm of the total opposite mind. I *know* there have been tons of rumours/theories circulating about killing Will off. But I don't think that's going to happen. IF it does, I would be FURIOUS (and I don't even like him). I've gone into my reasons on this meta post And YES, *if* Will dies, I DO think Rebecca would be safe. But I HATE that we're even having this conversation at all!!! The partners of the BAU agents should NOT be used as canon fodder (see what I did there?). I do NOT think we should ever be thinking 'Well if one dies, the other won't!' I DON'T WANT ANY OF THE LOVE INTERESTS TO DIE AT ALL!!! Because in either situation, it would negatively impact JJ or Tara. I do NOT want either of my faves to be put through the trauma of losing their spouse/partner. THEY HAVE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH ALREADY, LET THEM BE FUCKING HAPPY!!!!

That's all I've ever wanted. I'm not saying there can't be conflict, conflict is a mandatory plot motivator, but ALL of CM Evolution has felt like a non-stop Trauma Train. We have BARELY had any true triumphs, yanno? We've barely seen these characters outside of the office, or just being happy for one god damn minute.

For this reason (and many others), I personally do not find CM Evolution nearly as compelling as the first 15 seasons of the show. When entire seasons just have you constantly going 'what horrible thing has happened now?' without ANY room to breathe and celebrate triumphs, the entire story feels flat and tedious.

I don't want anyone to die. Whether it's Will, or Rebecca, or even Twerp Green -- I don't want the agents of the BAU to lose ANYONE.

Not again. Not after everything they've been though.

[starfxkrinc]

jj telling reed he's "got a date" one weekend but he's really taking you to a motel on the mainland and he takes you to dinner and gets u whatever dessert you want and buys you a bracelet and you go on a nice walk before he takes you back to the room and makes you cream on it so much it drips to your asshole and you film a video its just you squealing and crying cause he split you open

[soughtserenity-a]

" that's why I like you babe. You're neutral ground If I wanna get close to these goofs it always come with drama especially since topper acts like I'm the little sister he has to protect for some damn reason. " She shakes her head.

" I like the way you think! " He tosses a towel over his shoulder. " And I'm a conscientious host. Anybody who comes here and isn't a dick gets treated right! It's what keeps ya coming back. "

" hopefully not expecting a free item each time though... Right JJ? "

" pope ! C'mon man I'm doing my thing here. Ignore him. You stay long as you need and holler if you need me I gotta get back to the grill it's smelling like burnt Neptune's ass In here. "

"oh god, we are going to be here all night, aren't we?" the blond can't help but chuckle. maya is on a tangent and she's not sure she could even escape. "i just know the kooks. techically i'm neither. i'm what y'all consider a tourn or whatever. i'm usually only here for the summer unless i force my dad to let me stay." she chuckles, taking another bite of her taco and following it with the little drink she has.

"oooh, cheeries." ivy claps her hand excitedly, taking a sip of the drink. "oh, you made this strong maybank. you do like us!" she teased, laughing gently.

[whyareyouhere66]

Omg wait I love JJ he deserves more recognition I swear- So I have request for him! <3

Friends to lovers JJ Maybank x male reader with JJ getting into a fight and reader patching him up and ends up kissing his wounds better.

(I just want to pepper his face in kisses he’s so pretty 😔)

You and me are so the same because it’s just the small soft moments- oml the small soft moments with this man

JJ Maybank x male reader - Kiss It Better 

CW: suggested violence, cuts/bruises (vague) JJ is shirtless (not in the suggestive way it’s mentioned like twice) I don’t know if you wanted a big kiss with this too but hey why not it’s cute

x

It was the middle of the afternoon when he showed up, bruising and bleeding at your front door. 

Some random Tuesday afternoon, you were home alone with the tv playing and a freshly empty plate sitting on your lap, when he knocked on your door.

“Coming, coming.” You mumbled, the knocks had continued with a sort of anxiousness behind them. It wasn’t until you did open the door that you understood why.

“Hey- woah.” JJ stood at your doorstep, with puffy eyes and scars littering his skin. Immediately, your eyes widened, and you ushered him inside.

“What happened, J? Are you alright-?” You rushed to ask, leading him to the couch where he stumbled to the cushion.

“Fight, kook, it was bad.” Is all he said in summary, leaning into the comfortable back rest and slouching. While his eyes closed, looking busted as fuck on your couch, you looked over the various welts and scars across his face.

“Looks pretty bad…” you mumbled, eyes jumping from the small bump on his forehead to the purple bruise on his cheek.

“Yeah, alright, bathroom.” 

Which is how you winded up with an injured, shirtless, JJ Maybank sitting on your bathroom counter, back to the mirror, watching with a raised eyebrow as you sorted through the first aid kit that had been tucked into the cabinets. 

“How many bandaids can a person have…” he mumbled, head rolled to the side and leaned against the mirrors surface. 

“Depends how many cuts there are,” You nodded at the red mark running across JJ’s thumb, “hand please.”

The blonde complied without any protest, watching with faint interest while you gently spread the bandaid across his roughed up skin. You don’t let go of his hand, either, instead turning to the red that stained JJ’s knuckles and examining them closely.

“I’m gonna need the Neosporin for this.” At that, JJ groaned. 

“I know, so horrible.” You remarked sarcastically, almost smiling at your friend as you uncapped the small yellow tube, bringing it close to the scars strewn across JJ’s hand. “Stay still.” 

“It stings like a bitch.”

“I can’t imagine the fight was much better.” 

JJ shifted, repositioning himself on the smooth counter and trying to ignore the burning sensation that came from the medicine. 

“Is there not any other way-“ with a sigh, you set down the tube. 

“What, you need someone to kiss it better?” You asked in a teasing voice. 

JJ shifted around again, his thighs brushed against your hips. 

“Well…”

You paused, and looked at him for a moment. 

His voice wasn’t teasing, like it would be normally- instead, it had sounded almost bashful.

Oh.

He didn’t look at you, so you took the opportunity and gently lifted his hand to your mouth. It seemed to have startled him a bit, feeling your lips agains this knuckles- but soon butterflies followed, for he made direct eye contact with you as you did it.

Each knuckle, one by one, got a small kiss to the sensitive skin. Then, one on the bandaid covering his thumb, before you moved to the next hand.

He watched, eyes glossed over with something he wasn’t even sure he could name, and savored the feeling. 

But then, you’d gotten each scar and bruise on his hand. A quick glance down or his torso, blood rushed to your cheeks.

“I’m not getting those ones.” You said, though your hands betrayed you when they settled on his hips. 

His mouth was still slightly agape, his mind left behind to when your mouth was on his hand, like some sort of prince.

“You missed my face.” He blurted out, before he could even think. Both of you quickly became hot in the face. 

Tension grew thick in the confines of your bathroom walls, your waist still tucked comfortably in between his legs. 

He stared at you, waiting. 

Slowly, with a hitched breath, you leaned in until your lips brushed the tender skin across his cheek. And you let your lips rest there, just for a moment, pulling away only an inch or so because any further and you’d still be sucked back into his warmth. 

JJ felt small tingles across his cheek, you had been so close to his face. 

He felt as your lips drifted, ghosting over his skin as to meet another scar- this time the long one tracing his cheekbone. JJ’s eyes fluttered shut, internally building up his courage. 

‘Do it, now, damn it-‘

Before you could lean closer and give that cut the same treatment as the other, JJ ducked his head down and pulled your face the opposite direction- to his lips. 

A bit chapped, but still smooth and oh so addictive, his lips caught yours and quickly pulled you to him indefinitely.

Your eyes widened, suddenly being surrounded by his everything, his warmth, his touch. It didn’t take you longer than a few seconds before you leaned into it. 

Your right hand drifted from his thigh to the dip of his hipbone, dancing around the sore bruise in your way- you fit into each other so perfectly. 

At first, he’d pulled away after a few seconds or so. “Shit, I’m sor-“

But you pulled him right back, you’d waited so long, you can’t let it end now. And it was so soft, sweet- you didn’t want to let go yet.

By the time you both pulled away, you’d gotten so close that you couldn’t move more than an inch or two from his face, while you caught your breath. 

“Feel any better?” You asked, after a minute. He grinned, and it spread right back to you. 

“Much.”

A small hum, and your hand rested on his cheek. You pecked the remaining cuts along his face- his nose, his forehead, cheekbone- the kiss giving you a burst of courage to let yourself linger on his skin longer.

“Good.”

[psychologeek]

Hey is it OK if I write a fic loosely inspired by your D.I.D!Tim fic?

You would be credited & your fic linked back to for the concept of Tim's aliases as alters but other than that the fic would be very different

Oh my god yes! I would love that! 😍

@ me, or if you post in ao3 - my username is the same. Feel free to put as "present for", so I'll see it :)

Also, if you want more background or any sort of information (about the others, world building) feel free to ask!

More in this verse:

Real People

Unreal

Awk-ward

Lamb to the slaughter (attack on Titan's Tower)

Prompt+1

Prompt+2

[stellafrin]

Free space: talk about an anime or manga character you love that you think doesn't get enough love!

Shit, this has been sitting in my drafts for over a month hasn't it.

Fuckin' love ADHD timeblindness (I should finish and post this now so I don't forget again)

When I first saw this at like 2am (a few days ago before I originally started writing this) I missed the word 'character' and thought it was a slightly different question

I've only gotten back into watching Anime relatively recently (literally a month or so before VTuber Legend/MayoPan started airing.) Looking back at what I watched when I was young and at the stuff I've watched/read more recently? I've always ended up liking characters that would turn out to be more popular.

But there is one in particular I can think of from a show that came out recently (which itself doesn't get enough love)

Yuki Banpai

I need more people to watch Mayonaka Punch please please please I'm gnawing on wood

I just loved how she first comes off as this eloquent mysterious and threatening presence

Before almost immediately being pacified by garlic paste when a fight starts

Each time she shows up (if she doesn't leave scene fast enough), eventually her intimidation gets undercut by someone taking her off-guard and/or she lets slip in some way that she might actually cares about the girls of Banpai Manor

I mean just look at how she catches Tokage after the garlic eating competition the 2nd time she ever shows up

gay

And as the show goes on and we get more of her, learning about her history with Live

Seeing her cutesy behavior when garlic drunk/high compared to her cutesy persona on camera (especially in the web exclusive)

And the brief glimpse of the no-life-gamer

Aaah, Yukirinko~

I feel like I have so much more to say but my brain is just fried right now and I just need this actually posted already instead of trying to make it perfect

she's such a huge fucking dork just look at her

......

Just because I couldn't figure out a way to slide them into the rest of the post here's some more screenshots

also, something random that started out completely unrelated, but while I was working on this again I was on twitter checking some mangaka I started following recently to keep up with updates, checking if there was anything new and managed to stumble my way into the MayoPan tag and found there's actually more Yuki fanart. I'm blessed

(there's still not much but 3 new pieces is a lot to find in one 10min look for a character that isn't the most popular in an anime with what seems like a rather small fanbase)

ough, MasaLiveYuki, never thought I'd ever see it

[arminthada]

how do you know that spare me your mercy is airing in november?

Hello nonnie (❁´◡`❁) Since I've been waiting to info dump on Spare Me Your Mercy, please allow me the chance to ramble and theorize on the release of SMYM through this answer.

DISCLAIMER: THESE ARE JUST MY PERSONAL SPECULATIONS. PLEASE TAKE EVERYTHING WITH A GRAIN OF SALT.

So... one of the first indicators of its release period is P'Lux (screenwriter) and JJ and Tor all confirming that it'll be release at the end of/within the year. With the most specific one being JJ saying in a magazine interview at if nothing goes wrong, it'll be airing in December and in a recent IG live, he says his upcoming series might come out next month (November).

Second, I did some process of elimination. There were three main contenders for the Wed-Thu evening drama slot following Baifern's The Lady And Her Lovers. This is because they are oneD originals so they were definitely going into this Wed-Thu primetime slot.

The Empress Of Ayodhaya (starring Mai Davika, Film Thanapat), filming wrapped on October 10.

Spare Me Your Mercy (starring JJ Krissanapoom, Tor Thanapob, filming wrapped on August 31.

Thicha (starring Baifern Pimchanok, Peach Pachara), filming wrapped on October 8.

Logically, it would have made sense to air the one that wrapped earlier first. However, I believe oneD took into account of the fact that its competitor CH3 were airing My Cherie Amour - a romance comedy starring Tor Thanapob and Yaya Urassaya during this Wed-Thur evening slot. So if they were to air SMYM at the same time, Tor fans would have had to choose between SMYM and My Cherie Amour and I'm sure the option that has bigger general appeal is the light hearted romcom.

It wouldn't have made sense either to air a tense and melodramatic Baifern drama, right after ending a melodramatic Baifern drama.

Which is how I came to the conclusion that The Empress of Ayodhaya would be the drama, replacing The Lady And Her Lovers even if it was the last to wrap filming. The trailer is out, there are 10 episodes and it's premiering on Thursday, October 24.

Going by the schedule of The Empress Of Ayodhaya, which is expected to end on Wednesday, November 27 -> I strongly believe that Spare Me Your Mercy will premiere on Thursday, November 28. The trailer usually comes out around 1 - 2 weeks before the premiere, so I'm expecting the official trailer for SMYM on November 7 or November 14.