#jacob timestamps

[stealanity]

playlist one , the boyz ( lsg to kvm ) :

ꕤ lee sangyeon ,

someone

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[ 7:02am ]

[ 5:12pm ]

[ 6:14am ]

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ꕤ bae jacob ,

summer love

birthday cake

melatonin

co-lover

white lily

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ꕤ kim younghoon ,

corny jokes

reassuring hands

kinda miss you

i didn't forget

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[ 1:02am ]

[ 2:45am ]

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ꕤ lee hyunjae ,

suffocating ( written serie , discontinued )

this special look

stay

waffle

loser, lover

crazy

too late

only for practice

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[ 9:32am ]

[ 4:35pm ]

[ 10:37pm ]

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ꕤ lee juyeon ,

his s/o waking up in the middle of the night

cute little intruder

bad day, but good boyfriend

daydream

terrible idea

the bet

cold hands

risky

sick of you

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[ 5:34pm ]

[ 10:45pm ]

[ 7:52pm ]

[ 8:57pm ]

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ꕤ moon kevin ,

bad words

the little prince

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[ 3:37pm ]

[ 11:23am ]

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. . . link to maknae line !

[slytherinshua]

TEXTS WITH BOYFRIEND JACOB (PT. 2)

genre. fluff. crack. fake texts. warnings. a lot of my bad humor and attempts to be rly sweet over text. not rly jokes abt cheating but it could be read that way?? it's all lighthearted so don't take anything too seriously lmao. some marriage talk too. pairing. jacob x fem!reader. a/n. to read pt 1 of jacob texts, click here!! also i probably wouldn't have done a pt 2 if it weren't for @mysuhlody sort of asking for it lol thank you for enjoying the original jacob texts and these ones are for you lovely person out there <33

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[hcuyk]

okay since you're back, may i please request something around 4am with changmin (or sunwoo?) and make it angst or comfort or whatever just because why not thank you my love i'm so happy you're here you don't imagine how much

[4:01AM]

Not often did you wake up in the middle of the night, yet something felt different. Maybe it was because there was a sudden lump that had developed within your pillow or the temperature in the room had changed, but your dream had slowly faded into darkness. As you adjusted to your senses and reality itself, your eyes fluttered open and caught a glimpse of Changmin in the dark.

Your eyes traced the silhouette illuminated by the moon, noticing his eyes wide and fixated on the ceiling. Unsure of both the time and if Changmin had noticed you, you scooted over to where he was and wrapped your arms around one of his, hugging it close to your chest.

“Why are you up?” you mumbled while tucking your nose behind his shoulder, wanting to remain as close as possible. 

Changmin turned his head to face you, slightly startled that you had woken up, but his parted lips of shock curled up into a warm smile—it was almost impossible to not be in love whenever he saw you. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head before shifting in his spot, adjusting so he could bring you into his arms.

“Why are you awake, hm?” He pulled you in close and against his chest, allowing you to snuggle up against him within his embrace. 

“I asked you first,” you retaliated. You gave him an exaggerated pout before having it interrupted with a yawn. He shook his head and laughed at you softly, his arms squeezing you. He then had one of his hands gently pat you on the head, providing a weak attempt to get you back to sleep.

“Just woke up randomly, and I couldn’t go back asleep,” he whispered.

“You better not be bullshitting.” He giggled at your grumble, causing you to shuffle your feet under the comforters and kick his legs when you found them. Changmin then burst out in laughter at your terrible attempt and refuted the action by locking his legs around yours, trapping you completely in his hold. 

Instead of fighting back, your tired state melted against him, but you still glared at him as a threat. 

“I’m not bullshitting, I promise.” Your skepticism made him coo and kiss your nose, watching as your bunched-up facial features began to relax.

“We sleep together?” Noticing your slight worry, he nodded and pressed a soft kiss against your lips to reassure you.

“We sleep together.”

It had taken less than a few minutes for you to knock out, but Changmin was still completely awake. He would play with your hair, tucking strands behind your ear, before his thoughts drifted off once more. He kissed your cheek with a whispered ‘I love you’ before untangling himself from you to glance at the ceiling once more. 

His eyes then trailed over to the nightstand by their bed, and without much thought, he silently pulled out the drawer to take out a small velvet box. He flipped it open to reveal the ring he had bought you and raised it to where the moon was shining, wanting to look at it one last time before officially getting down on one knee for you.

His heart thudded against his chest and fluttered the moment he thought about you wearing it on your ring finger. He smiled and put it away so he could go back to holding you, finally relaxed enough to fall back asleep.

You were his forever, and he couldn’t wait for tomorrow. 

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author's note // first timestamp for changmin! (the other one was unhinged and we pretend it doesn't exist 😭). matty my biggest supporter ilysmsmsmsmsmsmsm thank you for sending this in i hope you enjoy ALSO this may or may not be canon kidult changmin 🫣

[monsterboyfriend]

Omg in which interview did Jacob call Eric his baby???

For the record, I never actually said that this happened. I'm not sure why you're asking me this or why you think I know the answer to this question.

But it just so happens that Jacob did, in fact, say this and I know the exact interview and timestamp, so here you go 🤣:

[lixiesfreckless]

9:42 am

Bae Jacob

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. ✧˚₊‧⋆‧

He has the softest eyes you've ever seen in your life.

Gazing at you from just over the white sheets, they stare at you unabashedly, making a triangular pattern in the way they slowly shift their focus from one eye to the other, and then to your lips.

Your own eyes can hardly decide where to land, flickering between meeting his own and the brown curls that have long since dried from the shower.

Sunday mornings were invented for this, for the studying of your lover’s anatomy.

He squints slightly, as if he's scrutinizing your appearance, and the hand that lays on the sheets between you two reaches up to brush the hair away from your neck. His touch both grounds you and makes your skin buzz in pleasure, obsessed with the gentle manner in which his fingers slide up to your jawline before resting on your cheek. His eyes meet yours again, always checking, always making sure that you're real, just in case his brain tries to betray him.

“Kiss me,” you whisper, cementing your place in reality as his heart jumps in his chest. Jacob doesn't consider himself a selfish man, and yet- as his fingers slide to your chin, a thumb grazing your bottom lip, he can barely cope with the thought of anyone else having your time. He hates that he can't give you all of him, all the time.

Then again, if this is his biggest problem, then he'd consider himself pretty blessed.

Before the pleading look in your eyes can consume him whole, he's guiding your chin towards his and connecting your lips in a kiss that's as tender as it is dizzying.

You melt into him slowly, and it's that action that sets his skin on fire; the way your head tilts up into his, the way you press back into his lips as if you're afraid he'll disappear, the way your hands find his silver chain and tangle it between your fingers absentmindedly, the way you're both wrapped around each other's proverbial digits.

He pulls away for a brief pause in an attempt to collect himself, but you're already pulling him back to you, eager to close the gap between your bodies with a needy tug of his curls. His lack of restraint would usually worry him, but he likes to think any man would crumble if you chased after their lips the way you were seeking out his in this moment.

He obliges you, pressing your mouth to his again with a bit more passion as his free hand finds your waist and pulls it to his. A weak sigh resonates in your chest once you get the closeness you'd been craving since you gained consciousness this morning, and the sound has Jacob’s every cell thrumming in delight, every ounce of drowsiness evaporating from his body in an instant.

He could be happy forever here, tangled in these sheets with you.

[ofwrxth]

+ JACOB / ARMORY / JAN. 2

In the aftermath of the New Years Day liberation, Hollow Cove buzzes with activity. New wolves and vampires register at Town Hall and supplies get reallocated. Nora's tasked with helping inventory weapons again but takes it in stride. Relief had filled her at the sight of her brother returning and, for Tammie and Hazel's sake, the sight of Ryan and Leo too. She knows it could've gone much differently, and though they didn't find Cece or Amaris, it seems like others were.

Nora adjusts the drop bag full of weapons, about to push open the armory door when she hears voices. One, in particular, catches her attentions. She hovers by the entrance, prepared for a terse shift filled with bickering when she hears the tai lend of their conversation and a name. No Nate. Maybe next time. Sorry, man. Frowning, Nora's mind combs through an inventory of names and faces, drawing a blank on a Nate just as the door opens. Mason pushes through, giving her a wave and a hey, Tammie, before walking away.

Scoffing a bit, she hauls the bag up again and walks into the armory with a bit more of a quiet demeanor than usual. She nods at Jacob, patting the bag in her arms. "Uh, got more to inventory..." Nora begins, without quip or snide remark. She sets the bag down beside Jacob and unzips it and it's then she debates whether she should remain silent. The alternative is to let curiosity get the better of her, and like any Jones, the latter wins. She casts a sidelong glance in his direction. "Who's Nate?" @manybcdthings

[sungbeam]

[𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠]

nonidol!jacob bae x gn!reader

0.3k words, fluff, est. relationship au, another incredibly soft moment in time, comfort

You had been awake for a while. Jacob Bae didn't need superhuman powers to know that, especially when he stood in the doorway of the kitchen, looking upon you fondly as you gazed out at the backyard. You were dressed out of your sleep clothes, your hair pulled out of your face and your posture relaxed. You cradled a cup of cool, ice water in your hands which contrasted against the warm gold sunlight filtering in through the kitchen window above the sink.

He had been rubbing the sleep from his eyes just a few seconds ago, before finding you standing there. The bed had been cold when he awoke this morning, and it didn't take him much to crawl out from the covers to go searching for you.

Jacob shuffled over to you, sliding behind you to wrap his arms around your middle. Your free hand immediately smoothed over his interlocking arms over your stomach as the top of his head kissed your cheek, while his nose rubbed into your shoulder. "Good morning," he murmured with a drowsy innocence. The feeling of you back in his arms was slowly bringing a wave of calm over his body.

"Good morning," you said back softly, relishing in the softness of his hair against your skin. “How’d you sleep, love?”

He hummed into your shoulder, and you suspected he was halfway to dozing off. “Beautifully. How about you? Something on your mind?”

"Nothing in particular. I guess I couldn't really sleep." Your mind just wouldn't rest. The water in your hands instead of coffee or tea was to refresh your buzzing brain, but you realized it didn't have as much influence as Jacob's comforting embrace.

His frown melted against the skin of your throat. "I'm sorry 'bout that, baby."

"'s not your fault." You gazed out the kitchen window, your vision not quite focusing on the nature beyond. You breathed in deeply, leaning back slightly into your partner, the love of your life. It was quiet, but you loved the quiet when it was him.

And as you and Jacob stood in the other's hold, allowing the silence between you to speak for itself, you could bask in the soothing peace it brought to your mind.

tbz m.list // kitchen table collection coming soon

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[ambivartence]

back to my old url & drawing again :)

[jack-kellys]

it fits just right!

[random-potat]

and they were roommates - kjs smau - masterlist

synopsis: With long-time K-pop fans asking for another season of the infamous variety show We Got Married, MBC brings it back with a spin-off, We Became Roommates. As a way to bring K-pop fans together, the first season involves six idols born in 2005. With seeing each other every day, doing missions for every episode, making memories, and fans watching and shipping, blossoming friendships and a bubbling romance can't be helped. 

pairing: idol!jongseob x fem idol!reader

genre: idol au, crack, fluff, humour, angst (if you squint) coworkers to friends to lovers, slowburn (??)

featuring: members of p1h, enhypen's ni-ki, tws' youngjae, kiof haneul, billlie's siyoon, nct's mark, zb1's matthew, the boyz' kevin & jacob, itzy's lia.

warnings: swearing, poor attempts at humour, intentional grammatical errors, incorrect timestamps, hateful comments

notes: this is my first ever smau so please bare with me. working on this made me realize how much time really goes into making these smaus so i really applaud those who make them :) this is a work of fiction!! this should not be taken as a reflection of real-life individuals and circumstances!!

schedule: once a week or whenever i can (っ- ‸ - ς)

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started: aug 8. 2024│ended: tba.

my masterlists

profiles. 7ucky / p1h / 05 roomiez / oh canada!

prologue: the spin-off

part 1: better get to packing

part 2: ik something u don't

part 3: the line-up

part 4: moving in (+ written | wc. 456)

part 5: matching items (written | wc. 1.4k)

part 6: mission: don't burn the house down (+ written | wc. 459)

part 7: first episode shenanigans

part 8:

part 9:

part 10:

more to be added...

[slytherinshua]

TEXTS WITH BOYFRIEND JACOB

genre. fluff. fake texts. warnings. none. pairing. jacob bae x fem!reader request. no. a/n. so akshually ☝️🤓 jacob is my boyfriend like fr guys like hes my ideal type like i want a man like him like i'll cry if i don't find someone like him like i want him so bad. read pt 2 here!!

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[hcuyk]

SYNOPSIS : changmin loves you. the happier ending to kidult

PAIRING : daycareworker!changmin x genderneutral!reader

GENRES : established relationship, daycare au, angst, fluff, features the boyz as children

WARNINGS : mentions of car accident and child neglect

TEASER WORD COUNT : 329

ESTIMATED WORD COUNT : 7-10k

ESTIMATED RELEASE DATE : within the next week. i lied its coming out when i get time cause why tf is my college doing sm

TAGLIST : @stealanity @yourjaylaks @wooyoung-a @kimaya2209 @armysantiny @changminurheart @moonieric @sunfics @deputyjuyeon @simpforsunwoo @nyujjan @i6swoo @karsohn @nilesig @twentysixofmays @changmin-wrlds @mavericsohn @lisori @nanamioo @enhacolor @kyswoo @sunwoahkim @jaerisdiction @yunkiwii @ja4hyvn @choielyssa @crazywittysassy @yenart @sleepymoon27 @st1ngrayz — lmk if you want to be added!

A/N : to all the patient people who stuck with me for two years and waited for this very moment. i never thought this was going to happen, but here we are. jeonghan's teaser will release twelve hours from now

K. COLLECTION [J.CM] ONE | TWO

Tears began to stream down your face, unable to hold them back, and you were thankful Changmin missed it, but when you heard him apologize, you turned around and snapped at him.

“What the hell do you even want?”

“I want to talk to you.”

“You had two weeks to talk to me!” you yelled, fighting the loudness of the rain. The stream of tears ran faster down your cheeks as you brought a hand to your forehead, shielding the rain from getting into your eyes.

“I tried!”

“By knocking on my door for an hour straight at two in the fucking morning?! You could’ve called! You have a key!”

“Well it’s not like you tried either—”

“I got hit by a car!” you screamed, storming towards him as the sky reflected your mood. The thunder was just as loud as the pounding in your heart, and the rain poured just as much as your tears. You pushed Changmin, and behind him you saw a crack of lightning. Your vision started to blur as you didn’t hold back your sobs, wanting to show him the pain he’d inflicted on you ever since he left.

“I got hit by a car, Changmin! What about you? Were you hit by a car?! A truck? Perhaps a plane?” You forced out a manic laugh before continuing. “Wait, no, don’t tell me. Let me guess,-”

“Y/N—”

“-mauled by a bear?”

“I can explain-”

“Tell me I’m goddamn overreacting.” You took a step forward, and instead of pushing him again, you stared, making him look at the pain he created. “Tell me I’m overreacting, Jichang. Look me in my eyes and say it loud and clear.”

“I knew you’d be there for me.”

“I missed you, I needed you-”

“I know.”

“The day I lose you is the day I lose myself.”

“I don’t want you to wake up and realize I’m not the one for you. I don’t want that for us.”

it isn't a vae fic if there isn't angst Y'ALL AREN'T ESCAPING 👹👹 if i take longer than a week with this fic, i'll post a second (happier) teaser

it's been two years guys!! i'll be surprised if anyone sees this at all. if you do, please reblog and share, or even give me some support/hype in the comments. i want everyone who wanted a happy ending to see this <3

[rapha-reads]

IWTV rewatch

(spoilers for the whole show and the books)

Season 2 episode 1 [What Can the Damned Really Say to the Damned] - part 2/4

- *solemn music*, thanks subtitles, and Louis' breathing getting all ragged. Aaaaaaah, DREAMSTAT MY BELOVED.

[Dreamstat] "Bonjour, mon amour", sorry, laughing again, but this time because of the bloopers and Jacob going "don't smile at me like that". I can't watch this scene normally any longer.

- [Dreamstat] "Is it the same question?"

[Louis] "Go away."

[Dreamstat] "Or do you miss me? I miss you. Despite our recent unpleasantness... Still missing each other."

[Louis] "Claudia!"

[Dreamstat] "Hm. Four years of grim wayfaring and still no sight of the benevolent vampire. So, how does denial manifest itself tonight? Sniffing German brandy?"

Oof, Louis automatically and immediately turning to Claudia when his consciousness-as-Lestat appears, Claudia still playing the part of the bandaid for a shitty relationship, except this time the shitty relationship is between Louis and his own mind. Claudia deserves betteeeeeer.

And the way Louis is so cruel with himself... Hallucinating your presumed dead-by-your-own-hands husband to not only punish yourself for your (and your daughter....) shortcomings but also say outloud the things you cannot, will not say outloud is a new kind of self-flagellation, methinks.

Also, timestamp! Four years since they arrived in Europe. So somewhere between 1944 and 1945, right before the end of the war. I think we'll get more precise time indicators later.

- [Louis] "You're not here, I'm just fucked in the head."

[Dreamstat] "Quite fucked. Was she worth it?"

[Louis] "Yes."

[Dreamstat] "You say it like you believe it."

[Louis] "I do, I do."

[Dreamstat] "I do, I do. I do."

[Louis] "Stop!"

Oooooooooooooh. Can't lie to yourself, Louis. Especially if you're literally manifesting your consciousness outside of you. Hard to get your mind to shut up and carry on the pretense when it's prancing around you.

Ha, I keep imagining what Claudia must be thinking hearing Louis arguing with himself like that. Poor dear must have really been fed up with her companion.

The way Louis shuts his own mind by imagining Lestat choking on his open throat is... Violent. Wait, what ? Did. Did Louis just imagine a bat flying out of Dreamstat's open throat? What???? Lou baby, um, are you alright??? Obviously not but I still gotta ask.

- [Dreamstat] "Oh. Purgatory is a lovely room for music. I have a new piece, Concerto for Gashed Throat and Orchestra."

[Louis] "I'm sorry."

[Dreamstat] "Don't say it again. You ruin it with remorse. It was a perfect betrayal. You gave me a death of distinction."

[Claudia] "Trucks!"

[Dreamstat] "But in answer to your question. Yes. I'm gonna bloody kill you."

[Louis] "If you were alive you'd have done it already."

[Dreamstat] "Hmm. Oh, love. I'm merely waiting until you're happy . So hurry up, mon cher."

*pterodactyl screech* Oh, this is so fascinating! Not just Louis' guilt and grief and how he misses Lestat so much, but also the way he does know him so well, every line spoken by Dreamstat is both Louis and something Lestat could say, yet it's also very clear this is Louis' mind because Lestat, as us watchers know with hindsight, would actually never consider taking revenge on his husband and their daughter... And it's also how Claudia's keeping watch, not interrupting Louis' psychosis session unless there's danger approaching, still playing the part that she was made for, Louis' companion, Louis' caretaker, Louis' shield in front of his self-destructive tendencies... And then it's Dreamstat tearing into Louis' throat, an actual visual representation of mental self-harm. I am fascinated and mesmerised.

- [Louis] "He came by invitation. My distraction from a monochromatic landscape. The gray of an obliterated road, the gray-brown of a charred and bullet-ridden city." - I just love the writing, that's it.

- Louis' face as the Soviet soldiers are shooting up the coffins is hilarious.

And also, welcome to Romania I guess. Garlic and crucifixes and staking corpses. Folklore never dies.

Aaaah, Romanian! Do you guys know that Romanian is a romance language like Italian, Spanish, French and Portuguese? So if your native tongue is one of those, there's a good chance you might recognise some words or the sonority of Romanian when you hear it. Mainly French, Italian and Spanish tho, 'cause I have no idea what Portuguese is doing, sorry friends. Anyway, end of linguistic rant.

- Louis and Claudia telepathically arguing while meeting Emilia and Morgan is hilarious. They're family your Honor. Emilia is fun, Morgan already annoys me with his higher-than-thou attitude. Yo, asshole, broken English whomst? Go on, speak Romanian, let's see if you can do better! She's speaking your language, the least you could do is respect her instead of belittling her for minor errors that don't even matter because she's perfectly comprehensible!

... Sorry. Monolingual people needlessly correcting multilingual people is a pet peeve of mine. Ahem.

- [Louis] "Go ahead, Mary. Go and meet the other children. I bet they know everything about this place." - yo, Lou, even though it's a smart way to gather intel, maaaybe you can remember that Claudia's actually 40 and avoid laughing at her when she's forced to recon with what she hates the most, her perceived age and status? Thanks.

- [Louis] "Wait, that's wrong. She didn't say that in front of Claudia." - listen baby, I take everything you tell us with a grain of salt because we all know, the odyssey of recollection is flawed and messy. Do your edits, ain't gonna change much.

I do love how Louis is enthusiastic about correcting his own memories, tho.

- Oh,the following conversation is interesting; take extra notice of how both Armand AND Daniel look at Louis during that passage:

[Louis] "Yes. Yes! That's how it went. We should get every detail right."

[Daniel] "In total agreement."

[Armand] "Perhaps this would be a time to take a break, Louis."

*Armand looks at Louis with slight trepidation; Louis looks at Armand with anger; Daniel looks at Louis with concern and suspicion*

[Daniel] "You know, Real Rashid, I'm pretty good at my job, 'a bright young reporter with a point of view' [!!!!!!]. Interviewed a fallen Catholic archbishop, four Enron vice presidents, and if they've got something to hide, they always start with some kind of disguise. Not literally, not some dumb Halloween costume [turns to Armand and looks at him with disdain], gloves, contact lenses. They tell jokes, they're charming. And then at some crisis point, when I get close, it drops away and I see a flash of the truth."

Round of applause for Real Rashid doing his job so well he's even mastering pretending he's interested in what Daniel's saying. And round of applause for Daniel taking shots at Armand so skillfully. Love how zen Armand looks even as Daniel's basically calling him a liar and a master manipulator, do you think inside he's crying and shaking?

[Louis] "Armand didn't want me to do the interview, Daniel."

[Armand] "Still don't."

We wonder why!! Daniel's right, and Louis knows he's right, look how conflicted he appears as both Real Rashid and Armand leave the room. He knows he can't trust his memories, but he wants to tell his story as authentically as possible, and it's killing him to realise how much he's lost, forgotten or twisted over the years. The enthusiasm he had five minutes ago is gone, the liveliness in his voice at the beginning is gone, we're back to perfectly flat and controlled Dubai!Louis' voice.

- Ha, Louis' using Grace photo to pass as his wife, now there's a kind of irony I don't have the brains to decipher right now.

- Oh, boy, Morgan is insufferable. The perfect picture of the British coloniser. "This is an old country, with old things in it" - maybe you should listen to Emilia and stop looking down on her...

"Something out there, with soul disturb'ed. Disturb'ed?" *Louis nods* SEE, that's how you do it. Louis knows multilingualism, his husband was French, even his own family being Creole NOLA juggled with languages like there's no border between them. Emilia speaks perfect English because she's perfectly understandable. Sorry, I'm hung up on that tiny little thing because I'm from a multilingual household and I've lived more years in countries whose languages were my second, third, fourth or even fifth tongues than in actual France, so anything regarding languages and how some people barely even talk their own mother tongue but have no qualms correcting you when you speak multiple languages feels very personal. Had a bad experience at my previous job last December because of this kind of people so yeah, fuck Morgan actually.

- Europe: getting to the end of the worst war ever. Claudia: meeting a revenant and being thrown into trees. Emilia: fluently translating English to Romanian like the perfect queen she is (I'm very attached to her). Morgan: being insufferable. Louis: *aight, time to relax and get drunk on vodka, this is the perfect spot and time for that*. Lou darling I love you but you really got to check your priorities and sense of reality. "Baboons in Romania", seriously, love?

- [Louis] "Mortals are scared of vampires, in a part of the world known for vampires, ain't a surprise or evidence of an actual vampire!" - he's got a point.

[Claudia] "There's one of us out there! But if he can't take you ballroom dancing and tell you you're pretty, hell with him, is that it?" - she's got a point...

[Louis] "Hello, grudge!"

[Claudia] "No! Mh-mm! I forgave you for messing up my plan, I did not forgive you for bringing him with you."

[Louis] "In a landfill with five years of garbage on top."

[Claudia] "In here! You carry him in here. You slow us down."

To be fair to Louis, he did tell her when they were planning the murder that if he lets Lestat back in and he lets himself be dragged back into Lestat, there ain't no way he can find his way back out after. At least he was honest about that.

[Louis] "What you gonna ask him, if he could talk?"

[Claudia] "Change the subject when the truth blinds you."

[Louis] "Who made you? And then what? Who made the one that made you? I mean, what are we looking for here, Adam and Eve of the damned? God? Are we looking for God, Claudia? Yeah, get in the hole."

So their names [spoiler alert] are Akasha and Enkil and I just realised their initials are also A and E, I'm slow (and raised atheist), and they're actually not good news at all and Lestat already knows them, but the lore is complicated and honestly you're better off not knowing them. Also if we want to get really theological you could say that the vampires have a sort of Creator God and his name is Amel but that's even more complicated, and I have no idea how much of this part of the books Rolin Jones will adapt. Anyway. It's funny because in later books canon Louis continues not giving a fuck about where vampires come from and how. It's Lestat that almost destroys the world once or twice seeking these answers. Like father like daughter I guess, Claudia really is a De Lioncourt.

- [Claudia] "I've known exactly four vampires in my life, and you've all been the worst. Lestat, Antoinette, the motherfucker and you. I'm looking for one, just one, that ain't a goddamn bastard!" - Claudia deserves BETTER! Also I'm sorry my queen but it's not gonna get better after that.

season 1 masterpost

part 1 | part 3 | part 4

episode 2 | episode 3 | episode 4 | episode 5 | episode 6 | episode 7 | episode 8

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🚨SPOILERS FOR NEVER STOP BLOWING UP EPISODE 1🚨

Dimension20 "Never Stop Blowing Up"

Episode 1 "Be Kind, Rewind"

Timestamp: 1:41:58

Video Length: 2min. & 21sec.

Brennan: "As that lands in front of you, we cut to a room filled with servers, huge stacks of cards, chips, mainframes, and Usha, you are looking at a series of servers, and you are holding in your hand the Shadow Falcon Protocol. As you look at it, and you hear *beeping* and you see-"

Usha: "Hello?"

Brennan: "He says"

Man: "G13. What's up, you old snake?"

Usha: "Heyyyy!"

Brennan: *laughs*

Ally: "This incel. Heyyy!"

Brennan: "He says,"

Man: "We're in position. Upload the protocol."

Usha: "Okay. Umm. Sorry, what?"

Brennan: *laughs*

Usha: *looks down* "Oh my gosh, I'm skin and bones! Disgusting! Okay, okay."

Man: "G13, the protocol. Upload it."

Usha: "Who is this? Is this Lisa's husband?"

Man: "What?"

Usha: "Can I talk to Lisa? I just want to patch my granddaughter in."

Brennan: "You look in a reflective surface and see G13 staring back at you, speaking like Usha."

Usha: *shocked* "Oh my gosh, I'm so hideous!"

Brennan: *laughs*

Usha: "Oh my gosh! Okay, okay!"

Man: "G13, the protocol. We only have a limited time in this position."

Brennan: "Give me a DC10 Tech check."

Rekha: "One."

Brennan: "Go ahead and take a turbo token. What does Usha do, as she cannot upload the Shadow protocol?"

Usha: "This is huge!"

Rekha: "And she sticks it into just a slot she sees, which is just the space between two machines, and maybe it starts sparking. It's not a place you're supposed to-"

Ally: "you put it into the fan vent."

Rekha: "Yeah yeah, exactly! And it shreds up."

Brennan: "You hear,"

Man: "G13! G13! Oh no!"

Brennan: *mimics gunfire*

Man: *screaming* "They're shooting at us! With guns! Ah! I'm f****** dead! I'm f****** dead!"

Usha: "Did it- Did it work? Did it work?"

Brennan: "And we cut from-"

Jacob: "Real MacGruber."

Brennan: "Real MacGru-" *laughs*

Usha: "Did it work?"

Brennan: "I'm f****** dead! Did it work?"

Usha: "Did you get your download?"

{😂😂😂 I LOVE THIS SEASON ALREADY!!! I LOVE REKHA AND ALL OF REKHA'S CHARACTERS BUT ESPECIALLY USHA!!! 😂🤣 THIS PART HAD ME DYING ON THE FLOOR!!! 🤣🤣😭😭 I LOVE USHA SO BAD! I THINK SHE'S ALREADY MY FAVORITE CHARACTER FOR THIS SEASON! 😂🤣 IT MIGHT STILL BE KINDA TOO EARLY TO TELL BUT I'M LOVING HER THE MOST SO FAR! 😂🤣 JUST SO FUNNY!! 😂😂👏👏 I may or may not be posting more scenes from episode 1 of this later on. I just NEEDED to post this one cause it's my favorite scene and I ABSOLUTELY MUST have it on here! 😂🤣👏❤️}

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Midst - Moonward E1: Character Art!

[Spoilers for second half of E1 below the cut. All images have relevant youtube timestamp linked]

Dusty Rivers, Moon Mining Foreman (He/Him)

Played by Matt Roen of Third Person

Dr. Vesta Sterling, Fold Scientist (She/Her)

Played by Marisha Ray

Walden Orlok, Foldmersible Pilot (He/Him)

Played by Liam O'Brian

Fiona Rue, Bocular Mechanic (She/Her)

Played by Sara Wile of Third Person

Tomasi, Moon Miner and Fiona's Partner/Fiance (He/Him)

NPC, played by Xen of Third Person

Goe, of the Garag. Bocular Engineer (He/Him)

NPC, played by Xen of Third Person

Post-Tearror Portraits

Fiona + Jacob, Bocular Engineer and Supportive Himbo <3

Dr. Vesta Stirling, Bedazzled Fold Scientist

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+ JACOB / RANDOM RUN

"Y'know you didn't have to ask Levi to put me on your shift," Nora says with quiet snicker as she kicks her feet up on the dash, map open before her. Gomez is sleeping in the back seat as they head off on a run, bright and early. "It's kinda obvious you got an inside man. Just 'cause I said I'm good on Jacob time? Did that hurt your feelins?" comes the good natured teasing before she points up ahead. "Left at the fork," Nora instructs, taking another look at the map. "Should be there within the hour." @manybcdthings