If I am being honest My Golden Blood was the series I was most looking forward to in 2025. The vampire drama through GMMTV had everything I love in a series. First (and most importantly) Gawain Caskey was one of the stars, second it was Joss Way-Ar’s first Boys’ Love, and third it was supernatural.
Tong is twenty, beautiful, and bleeding with secrets—literally. His blood isn’t just rare, it’s forbidden fruit. Everyone around him warns him of his condition—Hemophilia, they say. One wrong move and he could bleed out. Desperate to fit in, and because because he has the spine of a saint and the curiosity of a cat, decides to impersonate his friend Tonkla and step in as a server at a high-society vampire-packed gala.
That’s where he meets Mark – The enigmatic heir to the powerful Amarittrakul vampire dynasty, who is two hundred years old, From the moment their eyes lock, something shifts. Mark tries to keep Tong away from the crowd, sensing the danger… but it’s already too late. One slip, one small cut—and the scent of Tong’s blood, his Golden Blood, floods the room.
Vampires lose control. And one of them, Nakan—Mark’s own 250-year-old relative—isn’t so easily swayed.
With chaos erupting around them, Mark is forced to make a choice to protect Tong from the guests, from Nakan… and from the growing thirst inside himself.
But what begins as a moment of terror sets off a chain of events—and a bond—that pulls Mark and Tong into a slow-burning emotional freefall neither of them is prepared for. The connection between them threatens to unravel everything: logic, loyalty, and even sanity. Will they fight the pull? Will they fold? Is their love strong enough to survive the world they come from… or will it all come crashing down around them?
Now look, I’m not saying this show is a masterpiece—because it’s not. But I am enjoying the hell out of it, flaws and all. But can we talk about the sheer suspension of disbelief required to pretend that a man as drop-dead gorgeous as Gawin Caskey—who plays Tong—is just out here, untouched and clueless about love?
Please.
I get it—BL tropes demand purity and “first love only ever” energy, and I respect the genre, but let’s be real. Gawin Caskey is one of the most beautiful men on the planet. He’s got range, he’s got presence, and the man sings like he was handcrafted by moonlight and heartbreak. Tong may be a character, but he still carries all of Gawin’s traits—including that quiet musical soul that could make anyone—girl, guy, vampire or otherwise—drop their knickers without a second thought.
Vampires are supposed to ooze sex appeal—it’s practically their birthright. And Way-ar? He doesn’t just ooze, he pours. He’s the full package: the smile that lures you in, the eyes that strip you bare, and a body carved like sin with a smirk. He’s the velvet trap, the midnight hunger, the jaws that bite and the claws that catch. Every glance is a dare, every movement a promise. He doesn’t walk into a room—he claims it, like a king of chaos draped in temptation. If danger had a face, it would be his—and you’d still thank him for the wound.
But while Mark may not sparkle like Edward, he also lacks the volatility of Lestat—the seductive unpredictability, the razor-thin line between charm and chaos. He’s not a wimp, not even close; there’s strength in his stillness – but when he walks into a room, he doesn’t stir the air the way a true predator does. There’s no sense that he might bite before he kisses, no glint of danger hidden beneath the desire. He’s beautiful, yes—but in a way that feels too restrained, too… measured. And in a world where vampires are supposed to feel like silk hiding steel, Mark is all silk, no blade.
Things are finally starting to heat up—Mark and Tong shared their first kiss, and while the moment dripped with sensuality, it came at the end of an episode bogged down by long, drawn-out conversations and heavy exposition. The build-up was there, but the pacing dragged, making the payoff feel like a spark buried beneath too much talk.
The episode’s final button lands in a chilling last scene between Nakan (Mond)—Mark’s sinister, and presumably evil, vampire brother—and Tonkla (Neo), Tong’s loyal best mate. It’s a brief but loaded moment, that begs the question… how dead is Neo going to be by the end of this series?
While it’s not exactly what I expected. I’m anxious to see where the series goes. There will be more My Golden Blood soon so…
Stay Tuned!
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