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Doctor Who: Space Babies & The Devil's Note Review

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Doctor Who: Space Babies & The Devil's Note Review

Embark on an epic journey through time and space with the Earth Station Who Podcast, as we delve into the exhilarating premiere of Season 14 of Doctor Who! Join us as we unravel the mysteries and marvels of the first two episodes, ‘Space Babies’ and ‘The Devil’s Chord.’ From thrilling encounters with Space Babies to meeting the Beatles and the heart-pounding musical horror of facing off against the Maestro, we explore every twist, turn, and timey-wimey surprise that awaits the Doctor and Ruby Sunday. Whether you’re a devoted Whovian or a curious newcomer, join Mike F, Michael G, and Mary, as well as their guests Elaine Sweatman, Matt Sweatman, and Dave Chapman, for our insightful analysis, engaging discussion, and insider insights that will transport you to the heart of the action. Tune in now and discover the excitement of the new series of Doctor Who, exclusively on the Earth Station Who Podcast, and remember there’s always a twist at the end!!!

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[weirdlookindog]

[champagnexowishes]

Could you BE any more of an angel?🤍

[yellowbeelia]

Have some more Yellowjackets aesthetic photos I found on Pinterest <3 <3

[kirarahoshii]

sometimes a comfort show isn’t a sitcom or a romance or even remotely lighthearted. sometimes a comfort show is a survival/horror series about girls doing cannibalism and cult activities in the wilderness to survive

[ahorrorstorycircle]

Happy 42nd Birthday to Lily Rabe.

[lonelygworl]

kai anderson ahs

[polydeuces]

𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖚𝖊

𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚗𝚎: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜

𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯 ; Dexter Morgan x Fem! Reader (Cult Leader)

𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰 ; You linger in Dexter Morgan’s shadows, close enough to feel the darkness he hides so well. You know his secrets, his rituals, the thrill he keeps hidden from the world. Silently, you wait for that perfect moment to step into his path—so he can finally see that he’s been hunted all along.

𝔠𝔴 / 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 ; (688words) mentions of cults, stalking, potential violence, intrusive thoughts, and elements of psychological tension.

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ | ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ | ɴᴇxᴛ

He was supposed to be the predator.

You’d watched him for a year now, the man who walked through the world with an all too familiar blend of invisibility and quiet command. Dexter Morgan, a blood–spatter analyst by day and something far more dangerous by night. But those were his surface-level disguises. You’d begun to peel back the layers, unraveling the nuances of a man who navigated life in the shadows, just as you have for so many years now.

It started innocently enough—fleeting moments when you’d caught sight of him on the crowded Miami streets, merging into the sea of faces like he belonged there. But you knew better. You knew what it was to wear masks, to walk amoung people undetected, unseen and unnoticed. There was something about him, the way he looked at the world, made him all the more intriguing.

So you watched. Carefully, hidden, with a patience you’d honed over years of practice, you observed him as he slipped out of his office at night, slightly tense in his gaze, focused, distant, as if he were listening to something only he could hear. Often times, you’d follow him to the places he frequented; his home, abandoned warehouses, places where the thin line between light and darkness blurred. You learned his routines, the way he’d pull his signature black gloves onto his hands, the way his eyes would sweep across the streets with a meticulous attention to detail before stepping into his own hidden rituals.

It fascinated you.. his dance, this performance between worlds. His life was a careful balance of precision and secrecy. And then there were his victims. You’d seen him work, watched from the edges as he sized up those he deemed worthy enough. You hadn’t intervened— after all, it wasn’t about them. It was about him. You needed to understand his purpose, what drove him and what rulebook or code tethered him to this life.

You began to study his life beyond the night as well, picking up pieces of Dexter Morgan, the man, the father, the blood-spatter analyst, the widower, the mask. You’d slip into his world unnoticed, lingering at places he went during the day; you listened to his colleagues, his sister and the casual comments that painted a picture of someone, friendly, yet distant, the “nice guy” who kept to himself.

You learned his patterns, his preferences, even the small, old habits he indulged in when he thought no one was watching. You uncovered the Dexter he showed to the world, the façade that kept his true nature hidden.

But you could see it—the subtle tension in his jaw, the guarded look in his eyes that surfaced when someone got too close, the small tells of a hidden life. The knowledge inside you—the kind of intimacy that was both exhilarating and forbidden—you knew him in a way no one else did, knew him not by the lies he told, but by the silence he kept.

So, you kept waiting, biding your time. You wanted him to know that he been seen, that he wasn’t as invisible as he thought. You wanted him to understand that he was no longer the only one who lived by a code of shadows. You watched him for countless nights—slipping in and out of his world like a phantom, leaving a sense of unease that you knew would begin to gnaw at him.

Until finally, one night, you decided it was time.

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note; i have a taglist open for updates on this story—just let me know if you’d like your name added !

important; please keep in mind that the dexter character is not my own original creation; it’s inspired by the work of the creators behind the tv show.

[lazy-toad]

Enjoy this meme I'm so tired

[fanofspooky]

Scream Queen - Fiona Dourif

[iloveplayrehersal]

Y'all I love young Chucky and Tiffany 🥰

[kuzuyamii]

would you still hit if I chopped off your bf hands and threw him in a cell, push you from a tower (will break all your bones), decapitated your daughter and sewed her head on an adult body for experimentation AND I was in a satanic cult?

[weirdlookindog]

[heartbreakire]

coming to the conclusion that you could start a cult by niall horan is the ultimate percy jackson + annabeth chase song 🥲⚡️

[crualex-de-vil]

Happy Fallout Friday to all my fellow Maxy enjoyers specifically 🤗💜

[theology101]

Elder Maxson when he leaves his airship and sees all the weird shit Quintus is up to: