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[mrspark7777777]

i love how all the km blogs have been avoiding the behind the scenes "we all live alone" question like a parasite or smthing, bc none of you are are actually confident about anything, you just dont wanna leave your fantansies or open your mind a little to other options/facts/opinions. that is not called being insecure but a person who looks at all angles. you all just dont have anything to support your thoughts so just laugh and say okay its your opinion, i dont share it or ask someone else, or some other way of diverting the question labelling all as insecure. guess everything always works out for you or you usually get what you want, so you dont need to even look at other options or think from a broader perspective. also even if some people are insecure whats it to you, to answer each of thier questions. i was always firm in my belief that though they have some special friendship they arent dating bc of so many past inconsistencies, but i have always seen km blogs find the wierdest and farthest explanations for some things to suit thier purposes. bc come on a person you are intrested in or care about as much as you all think they do or jk does, and doesnt even know about all teh content or doesnt even know that jm's face music show performances ended, srsly?! my best friends boyfriend who studies at diff university, still knows more about her even when tehy are both extremely extremely busy. Even if Jm ever says he doesn't like men or he likes women, you all will still find a hidden meaning to it.like srsly someone had to admit it that majority of the km blogs dont have any idea or reasoning behidn ehat was said to suit thier purpose and will still cling to it, by diverting the other opinions as insceure jikookers, or that we have a diff opinion, but i have not even heard that so called diff opinion. bc you all dont have one

Jimin was basically living with pdogg when creating FACE. Which clearly means he was avoiding any distractions. His boyfriend looks like this ffs.

Can we really blame the dude????

We are talking about a guy who was begging to go to Jimin's while he was half naked in bed

Surely this explains why Jimin needed to stay away, no?

JK was going through Jimin withdrawals during FACE era. Like hard. So no, I personally wasn't surprised he didn't know when Jimin's promotions ended. Not if Jimin was keeping him in the dark.

As for Jimin saying we all live alone, why is this a big deal? He does live alone. Jikook haven't cohabited since 2020? When did they stop sharing cars? That's when they stopped exclusively living in the same house. So, Jimin lives alone, wbk. They completely laid low last year and kept any time they were spending together a secret. We now know it was coz they had applied to serve together but again, idk what u want us to say here when even we agree Jimin lives alone???

Lets see, what else do you have an issue with? Inconsistencies? Nah, bro. Jikook have NEVER been inconsistent. Ever. Its the one thing they've got going. Its the biggest reason why we believe they're together. Consistency. So I've no clue what you're on about there

If Jimin ever says he has a girlfriend, I believe I speak for many Jkkrs when I say we will accept and support that. However, we shall not be blindsided, we will have picked up on the Jikook break up by then. So, this won't be happening any time soon 🤷🏽‍♀️

And yes, anon, of course we always get what we want. And we shall continue to get what we want. We don't predict, we just talk about what we expect Jikook to do or to have done because they are a couple. When those things come to fruition, then yeah, we end up getting what we wanted because of course we do. Couples are predictable. Jikook are a couple and so they do couple things. That's why is seems like we are always right.

We don't explore other options because we didn't come to the decision to support Jikook as a couple lightly. I personally looked and studied all of Jimin ships before concluding him and JK were it. So no, there is no more exploring. We believe what we believe and are quite comfortable with our decision. If you get frustrated that we refuse to be shaken, thats on you.

I think I have addressed all your concerns. Thanks for stopping by

[murfpersonalblog]

Decapitation & Bisecting: TVC vs AMC on how to Kill Vampires

TVC contradicts AMC's claims in 1x7 that vampires can be killed "several ways," via starvation (x) & drinking dead blood (x x). And I also have a post explaining how rare it is for vamps to become fireproof/sunproof. But vamp decapitation isn't as cut & dry (pun not intended).

In TVC vamps don't get bisected in half or decapitated without also being killed right afterwards. There's always a fight involved, where they're not gonna be ALLOWED to survive. Case in point are Santiago & Akasha.

In book!IWTV, Louis chops Santiago's head off, then kicks it away and leaves the Theatre. It's not explained what happens to Santiago afterwards, but it's implied that he's dead, burned up in the flames with everyone else; he never shows up again anyway, so...yeah. 💀

Film!IWTV changed this, having his body sliced in half at an angle.

Louis walks away, but it's still implied that Santiago burned up.

AMC!IWTV kept Santiago's head chopped off & kicked away. The biggest difference is that Santiago's outdoors, not in a burning building.

However, unless AMC wants to gotcha! us later on & bring Santiago back (ew, ugh), we can assume Santiago's dead for 2 reasons:

AMC!Louis has the Fire Gift; he likely burned the head offscreen

the blood splatter when his head smashed against the camera lens

IMO, Santiago's head splattering like a fruit implies that his head is destroyed. This is VERY important in book lore. As I've explained b4, the ONLY way to kill a vampire in TVC is to destroy their brain.

Amel is the spirit/life force powering all vampires, Akasha included. If a vamp's link to Amel is destroyed (destroying their brain), the vamp passes out & dies. In QotD, Lestat & the other vamps fought to stay conscious as Mekare decapitated Akasha & ate her brain & heart. He watched as her body flopped around looking for its head.

Even BEFORE Mekare destroyed her brain, Akasha's head started going pale. But after her brain was gone, her body turned totally see-through without the blood pumping anymore.

So QotD implies that even decapitated vampires WILL die rather quickly, even without the brain being destroyed. But the body still has life in it, enough to flop around looking to reattach its head.

I reckon it's like puling a plant from its root. The body parts would "live" for a little while, but eventually its heart would give out and the reflex muscles will die off. Chickens are notorious for flying around well after being decapitated. Even book!Santiago's hands were still scrambling around looking for his missing head. So I guess the same applies to other vampires: the body can still move around without the head/brain, and probably for a lot longer than a chicken. But eventually it HAS to die without Amel. (It's only in the penultimate book in TVC that Louis & Dr Fareed figure out how to surgically remove Amel's link so vamps don't die without Amel powering them anymore. )

This is why fire & burning a vampire is the most reliable way of killing them. By reducing the brain to ash, there's nothing to reattach--and nothing for Amel to attach to, either.

But what about non-fatal vampire amputation?

IIRC, there's 5 diff instances in TVC of non-fatal vampire injuries:

Mekare's tongue👅

Maharet/Thorne's eyes 👀

Flavius' leg 🦵

Nicki's hands 🙌

Rhoshamandes' arm 💪

The Twins Mekare & Maharet were tortured by Akasha, Mekare's tongue & Maharet's eyes cut out while they were still human. They existed that way for thousands of years. Maharet killed Evil Doers to take their eyes, but not even vamp healing could keep them alive for long, and they'd die in her skull. She finally got a better pair of eyes when The Vampire Thorne donated his to her in Blood & Gold. His vampire eyes stayed alive in her head for much longer, but unless I'm confused it's implied in PL that even they rotted, cuz they weren't inserted properly (without "surgical delicacy"). And unlike vampire hair (Gabrielle/Claudia), Thorne couldn't regrow his eyes back either. It was only once Dr Fareed started doing genetic cloning that he was able to grow a brand new pair of eyes for Thorne, and give the Twins their own eyes & tongue back (Mekare refused).

Flavius was turned into a vampire with his leg already gone, losing it while he was still mortal. He walked around with a prosthetic for thousands of years, until Dr Fareed cloned genetically him a new leg and skin grafted it onto his stump.

The question of reattachment is raised wrt Nicki's hands, which Armand chopped off when Nicki was already a vampire and had gone mentally insane. According to the Theatre coven, Nicki's hands were kept safe by Armand, and eventually returned to Nicki & reattached.

So Nicki's vampire's hands were just fine after amputation, so long as they stayed wherever Armand stored them away--unlike like Thorne's eyes, which eventually died in Maharet's head. Maybe Thorne's eyes died cuz they weren't genetically compatible? But that's kind of surprising, since Maharet's his Maker, and he has her blood in him. But I guess it's like parents who can't donate organs to their kids. And Nicki's hands were able to be reattached, cuz they're HIS hands; and they were fully operational b4 & after. A better question is: were his hands still flapping around in Armand's storage like Thing, or were they for all intents & purposes "dead"/immobile until they were reattached to Nicki/Amel's link & reanimated? 🤔

Lastly, that brings us to Rhoshamandes arm.

Rhosh's dismembered hand & arm were not described as having been able to move around on their own--apparently they just laid there on the table, bleeding out. Rhosh's shoulder healed pretty quickly, closing itself up--vamps can't regrow limbs/eyes/organs (like the Replimoids/Aliens can). All they can do is reattach the severed limb, so long as its not burned, as we see Rhosh was fully restored in PLatRoA.

I don't even wanna get into what the Replimoids can do with their severed limbs in PLatRoA, so yeah, I'll just cap it off with the vamps.

[silence-burns]

Please Hate Me //part 48

Fandom: Marvel

Summary: Based on: “Imagine having a love/hate relationship with Loki.” by @thefandomimagine​ Who would have thought that babysitting a god could be so much fun?

Genre: slow-burn, enemies to lovers, banter, smut

Being the friendly neighborhood Spiderman always gave Peter a sense of pride and purpose, even if he could only share it openly with a few people. It was the kind of accomplishment that made all the hardships seem worth it in the end. It also made him happy in a way he couldn't really explain, but which involved a certain connection between him and the people he protected and got familiar with over the course of his superhero patrols.

But being the friendly neighborhood Spiderman was difficult in a neighborhood where no one was actually friendly in return.

Peter’s frown grew the further into the building he went. He was pretty sure it was the same one Loki and you had been renting an apartment in, and since he was a rather frequent guest, the neighbours should recognize him by now enough to at least return his greetings. 

That was what logic dictated, but Peter was pretty certain the people he met in the hallway only gave him a stern, disapproving look before walking past him quickly.

Peter was still frowning when he moved up the stairs, juggling the keys in his hand. Then he stopped. The unearthly screams of the damned were muffled, but most definitely coming from apartment number 13. 

Opening the door quietly, he slid into the familiar interior, now echoing with pain and suffering so loud, Peter had to cover his ears just enough to move to the root of all evil  - the bathroom. 

There were many inexplicable things Peter had witnessed happening in the apartment 13, and to some extent he got used to the thrill of not knowing what he'd face next time he paid a visit. Still, he hadn't expected to see various parts of a half-drowned owl sticking out of the sink filled thick with foam and bubbles. The owl must've struggled a lot, judging by the amount of water splashed on every possible surface, and the iron grip you and Loki still kept on the bird. Even if Loki was not wearing his usual features, it was still obvious who your partner in crime was.

The two of you froze. Soap and foam dripped to the floor. Loki's new form shimmered with a glamour only magic could achieve.

"Um, what are you guys doing?" Peter asked.

"Trying a new disguise?" The curtain of Loki's new long hair was luscious and utterly drenched. 

"No, I meant-"

"Listen, boy, as surprising as it might be for you, I'm still me, just with a less… criminally wanted image."

"Yeah, only if 'ME' stands for mischief embodied," you laughed.

"It literally doesn't. It's smooth, but it doesn't."

"Thank you, love. Now, could you please stop drowning poor Barbara?"

Loki sighed, but relaxed his grip on the bird just enough to allow it to peak its head out from under the surface and take a deep, long breath. 

Peter put his backpack down and meandered closer, dodging the growing puddles. "Why is there an owl in the sink?"

"Because I'm not allowing any fleas into my house," you firmly stated, pushing the wings back under the water. "And I don't care how many hours we'll spend here, I'm getting all the mud and dirt out."

Barbara clung to her dirt with all her might, but was overpowered and utterly misunderstood. Loki's new form was slimmer, but held the bird with his usual strength and a big dose of satisfaction. The smirk on his face was unchanged, even if the features were new.

"What do you need a disguise for anyway?" Peter asked, looking for a towel. "Can I go with you?"

"I'm afraid that as wildly chaotic and lawless as our destination is, you'd still be age-checked," Loki cooled his enthusiasm.

Barbara rushed to the towel and clung to it, loudly exclaiming what, precisely, she thought about her caretakers. Peter tried to dry her up as best as he could through her wriggling and screams. 

"Are you sure all this soap is good for her? Did you use any animal-friendly shampoo?"

Loki shrugged. "I doubt she can get any more dead."

The boy looked at the owl. The owl looked at the boy. The ruffled and drenched feathers were sticking out in all directions, uncovering a deep and no doubt fatal hole in her side. 

"You got a dead owl…?"

"It was not my idea," Loki groaned, casting the bird a disgusted stare in the mirror where he tried to change the shape of his eyebrows. 

"You're just angry because she likes me more," you laughed while mopping the floor.

Peter did his best to become invisible and not stare too openly at the ribs poking out of the feathers. Barbara puffed them every time he moved the towel around. The boy couldn't speak owlish, but the small, crittering noises she made were definitely far from happy.

"Where will you be going?" Peter asked. The owl sat on his knees and refused to move even after he finished drying her on the couch.

"To the largest casino on the Moon."

"Wait- There are casinos up there?"

"Not for kids your age," Loki said.

Peter slumped on the couch. "That's not fair."

"We'll be back before you notice." You threw the wet rag to the sink. "Of course, as long as a certain someone FINALLY decides what to wear."

Loki ignored your pointed look, too busy with changing his hair color. No matter how many little details he changed, he still struggled with finding a form he was sure would allow him to pass through the guards unnoticed and unrecognized. It was a shame he couldn't use his own - it felt like a waste to hide a face like his. 

The owl settled on Peter's shoulder, immobilizing him with the claws buried in his skin. But even from the couch, the boy could see the remnants of a hurricane that had thrown a rather alarming amount of clothes around the apartment.

"I thought these were yours," he admitted. The owl kept on looking through his hair with the utmost scrutiny and very little gentleness.

"I've settled long ago on what I'm going to wear. As for the diva himself, though…" you gestured around.

"I need it to be perfect," Loki said. "I have an important role to play, I can't just waltz in there and be recognized."

"You could go blond," Peter suggested.

"Ew, I don't want to look anything like my brother- Wait, that's actually a great idea."

Before any of you managed to protest, a full-grown Thor stood in Loki's place, watching himself from all angles in the mirror. The clothes no longer fit, so he dropped them and dove into the closet again.

"...what have I done?"

You patted Peter's free shoulder. Barbara nested in the crook of his neck. "Nothing they can prove. Hopefully."

*

"I am not my father's servant," not-Thor downed another beer. "And if I want to relax for just one evening, I shall!"

The tankard broke into tiny pieces as he smashed it on the ground. The loud applause and waves of laughter followed the very Thor-like outburst, making Loki relieved he was playing his role well. Even in a place like this, crowded with drunkards and gamblers from all over the universe, it was common knowledge what the god of thunder enjoyed.

Loki forced his glamoured face to remain cheerful as another tankard of beer had been brought to him, disgustingly sour and rough. He knew his brother well, and was sure he'd love it, but Loki himself would rather bite off his tongue than willingly digest any more if only he had an actual choice. He didn't, and therefore swallowed another gulp to the cheering from the crowds gathered at his table. The cards had been laid out, waiting for the victors to celebrate their success, and the rest to decide how much more money they were willing to lose to the god of thunder.

Seated in a great hall of marble and gold, Loki wished he could play the way he actually wanted to, which was the very same way that got him banned from the Moon last time he had visited. But for the sake of the mission, he stayed just above the line between bankrupting and winning money, which added to the body he was wearing, was just big enough temptation to keep his table busy.

Everyone entering the biggest casino on the Moon was inclined to try their luck, or at least take a quick look. It was a perfect, if rather boring, way of scanning everyone who entered the rich complex of buildings. The few fountains set further in the back murmured as they shot curtains of water. The air was thick and warm, making crowds of people inevitably gravitate towards them in search of any cold. With the tall, lush plants artistically winding over and between the pillars, it created little areas dotting the impossibly high hall, where the pleasant breeze gathered the people looking for just a moment of relief. You occupied a spot beneath the fountains, where most people would wind up going to at some point, and used it as a second checkpoint, just in case anyone missed Loki's, or rather his brother's table.

"Come on, does anyone else want to lose their fingers?" Loki heard you call out to the crowds.

Between their never ending sessions of losing and winning the money back just to lose them again, there were many individuals in need of a drink and a quick break from the gambling. How easy it was to grab their attention with a loud voice and a dead owl.

Loki stretched his neck and looked over to where you had sat down the bird with all kinds of currency piled between its claws and a single coin shining through the open ribcage. 

"All you need is to get the coin out, what's the matter, people? Is there no one brave enough to win all this money?"

Greed has always been a major deciding factor for the living beings regardless of race and the world of origin. The queue only rose in length as everyone wanted to try their luck. 

The table under Barbara grew more and more slick with blood from cut and bitten fingers. Pure malice shone in her dead eyes.

"What an awful creature," Loki muttered to himself. 

He could sense the stolen pin somewhere in the vicinity, but the casino was a loud and chaotic place, with multiple areas each centered around a different type of entertainment. More than an hour had already passed, but whoever was currently holding onto the pin, had not yet ventured anywhere near.

The two of you were slowly but inevitably running out of time. Odin might've been old and naive, but his spies' eyes reached far and wide. Loki had little doubt he would be interested in his favourite son's apparent evening fun, especially if he had that particular son with him, in the palace. Thor was a good cover, but not for much longer.

And then, by chance or a generous turn of fate, the shadows stirred and whispered. 

Loki cast the dice, not paying attention whether he'd won or lost. His money wasn't real anyway.

There - by the high palms stood the Hoarders, clad in the worn out rags and way too much jewelry. With their grey skin and long limbs, it was no wonder how easily they blended in with the shadows, using their skills to warp their surroundings and get in places others would consider highly secure. But their success was not measured in how many places they were capable of breaking in themselves, but rather how many individuals of all races they could easily befriend and bend to their will. Although, to be quite honest, Loki doubted the necromancer had needed much convincing. 

There were only three of them, each almost an identical copy of the others, but the Hoarders were encircled by both their partners for the evening and whatever scum tried to befriend them. That made it so much harder to approach them, but Loki was already thinking of a good excuse when he rose from his seat. People parted, giving him space - much more that would be granted to Loki's original form. 

The shadows whispered again. One of the ladies separated from the group, with an annoyed expression on her face.

Loki stretched, making sure to put his hands high. Once he caught your attention, he followed the lady at a leisurely pace.

"What do we do?" You asked once both of you entered the corridor and disappeared behind the corner. 

"She's got the pin."

One more turn took you in front of the ladies restroom. 

"Time for Plan C.” Loki began undressing quickly.

Holding a spare dress in your bottomless pocket was not the wisest choice, but it apparently paid off, even if fishing it out took you a moment. Your hands shook. Someone might have walked in on you at any time. While Loki would be doing whatever it took to get the pin back, you would be the one making sure no one interrupted him…

Like distracting the waiter that was now staring at both of you. Focused on the contents of your pocket, you hadn’t even noticed him approaching. Loki clad in only Thor's skin, blinked. 

The waiter turned on his heel and disappeared.

"I can already feel the gossip stirring," Loki shifted into a more feminine body, quickly putting on the dress. "They are going to eat my brother alive."

"Do you feel bad about it?"

"Oh, my heart is breaking into a million pieces," Loki assured you with a smile far too wide for that to be true. 

He kissed you quickly before disappearing into the restroom. 

Life felt amazing. Loki couldn't help but imagine the amount of trouble his brother would get once the word spread about his whereabouts.

His imagination was running wild, but the one thing Loki couldn't imagine was how, merely thirty minutes later, he'd find himself in the dungeons deep beneath the surface of the Moon, half-drowned, and viciously bitten.

[faded-florals]

Hi Faded, just want to ask you if you know how many recording of POTO 25th out there? as far as i knew there is 3 recording, the DVD (mashup of the 3 perform) and 2 version of og broadcast (record on 2nd and 3rd Oct). got my hands on what supposed to be the 2nd vers of og broadcast, albeit the diff camera angle Hadley still have issue with the chair. so not sure if it is record on different nights, or Hadley just happens to have the same issue at all performance, so in character tho. thanks b4

From my many, many viewings of POTO@RAH, here is what I’ve gathered. There are 3 ‘versions’, or video files, of the show: the official DVD version, and then 2 broadcast versions, let’s call them broadcasts A and B.

For 99% of the show, the DVD and broadcast A are recordings of the same night. I say this with a fair degree of certainty, having watched both so many times, both individually and side by side. While the camera angles can vary widely at times, they are both still recordings of the same performance on a single night.

There are only a handful of moments where the DVD differs from broadcast A, not counting camera angles. Two that I can think of immediately are not visual, but in the audio, where Ramin’s vocals in Stranger Than You Dreamt It and The Final Lair are different. The vocals you hear from him on the DVD were probably dubbed from another night, as the actual audio from broadcast A fits better, if you look/listen closely. Also, broadcast A was shown live, so it makes sense that that video has the original audio for the video.

Now, there are also a few moments where we actually have different action on stage. Some of this comes from the more mysterious broadcast B, (I think this version is the one you’re referencing) which from the auction scene up to Angel of Music was obviously filmed on another night. Some moments that stand out to me are: Piangi ‘hits’ his high note on the first try during the line “your army HAS come home!”, and Raoul makes some super excited and goofy faces after his line “Can it be Christine?”. Hadley also rushes ahead of the orchestra during “Long ago, it seemed so long ago...” in this version. Everything else after that point is exactly the same as broadcast A.

The only other part where I recall footage from another night being used is during the scene with the firemen, from when the Phantom starts to taunt Raoul by throwing his voice around the theater, up to the gunshot. The footage we see on the DVD during that part was not recorded on the same night as all the rest, as you can see from some clips of Hadley during the same moment below. For some reason the DVD also cuts out the line “Let the audience in”, my guess is something happened with Ramin’s mic during the broadcast, because he’s very hard to hear in that recording at certain points. As far as Hadley walking into the bench... we only have evidence of it happening on that one night, but he was performing without his glasses on and he doesn’t wear contacts so who know how many times he bumped into the set pieces on the other nights. 😂

So... that’s a lot of information. Hopefully I cleared things up rather than made them more confusing... 😅Basically, most all of the recordings we have of POTO@RAH were from the same night, minus the exceptions listed above and maybe a clip here or there that I missed in this post, and to my knowledge there are only 3 video files of the full show floating around out there.