#PREMIERE SUNDAY JUNE 9

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LOVE SEA (2024, THAILAND)

Episode 1

The beginning of Tongrak (WASUTHORN CHAIJINDA aka PEAT) and Mahasamut (THITIPONG SANGNGEY aka FORT)

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the wait is OVER.... benrey has been preparing very very hard for his big DEBUT on the BIGGEST SCREEN.... hopefully you will ENJOY... keep UP... because this story is gonna get CRAZY.....

chapter 7 will be having its WORLD PREMIERE on sunday, june 9, 2024, at 5pm est. be there... if you can HANDLE it......

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"Ponyboi" Sundance 2024 Events

Screening Times

January 19, 2024

Variety & Golden Globes Party

At the event, Variety will present its Breakthrough Awards, which highlight the next generation of exceptional talents in front of the camera. This year’s recipients include Dylan O’Brien who stars in “Ponyboi,” Normani who stars in “Freaky Tales,” Maddie Ziegler who stars in “My Old Ass” and Justice Smith who stars in “I Saw the TV Glow” and “The American Society of Magical Negroes” at the festival. Presenters include Megan Park, Maisy Stella, Victoria Pedretti, River Gallo and Brigette Lundy-Paine. River Gallo will be presenting Dylan his Breakthrough Actor Award.

IndieWire Studio Presented by Dropbox

Starting Friday, January 19, the IndieWire Studio will showcase discussions with actors like Lucy Liu (“Presence”), Julia Fox (“Presence”), Jason Schwartzman (“Between the Temples”), Riley Keough (“Sasquatch Sunset”), Kieran Culkin (“A Real Pain”), Dominic Fike (“Little Death”), Saoirse Ronan (“The Outrun”), Renate Reinsve (“Handling the Undead”), Dylan O’Brien (“Ponyboi”), Victoria Pedretti (“Ponyboi”), and more.

January 19, - 21. 2024

Variety Studio Presented by Audible

Beginning Friday, January 19, running through Sunday, January 21, the Variety Studio, presented by Audible, will feature interviews with industry-leading directors and top talent from the films premiering at the Sundance Film Festival. Additionally, talent and creators from the following projects will also participate in the interview studio: “Sue Bird: In The Clutch,” “The American Society of Magical Negroes,” “Sasquatch Sunset,” “Presence,” “The Outrun,” “Little Death,” “Super/Man: The Christopher Reeve Story,” “Krazy House,” “Ponyboi,” “Chrissy & Dave Dine Out,” “A Different Man,” “Exhibiting Forgiveness” and “Your Monster.” 

Collider & Film.io Media Studio

This year we’re thrilled to announce we’ve booked some major talent for our Media Studio, including Kristen Stewart, Ed Harris, Katy O’Brian, Dave Franco, Alicia Silverstone, Riley Keough, Melissa Barrera, David Schwimmer, Jena Malone, Jason Schwartzman, Kelvin Harrison Jr., Dylan O’Brien, Victoria Pedretti, Carol Kane, Brittany O’Grady, Leslie Grace, Sasha Calle, June Squibb, Fred Hechinger, Maddie Ziegler, and loads more. Just a handful of the films and events we’ll be celebrating include Rose Glass’s Love Lies Bleeding, Your Monster, Lolla: The Story of Lollapalooza, Ponyboi, Between the Temples, and many more.

January 20, 2024

"Ponyboi" Word Premiere

Cast Party for Ponyboi

Chase Sapphire on Main, 573 Main St., Park City, 6:30-9 p.m. Filmmaker Esteban Arango joins his cast members Dylan O’Brien, Victoria Pedretti, Indya Moore and River Gallo for a celebration. Event only available to Sapphire Reserve cardmembers who purchased VIP packages through Ultimate Rewards.

January 21, 2024

SAGindie Actors Only Brunch

Cafe Terrigo, 424 Main St., Park City, 11 a.m.-1 p.m. The 27th annual installment, a private, invitation-only event, will host Melissa Barrera (Your Monster), Jay Ellis (Freaky Tales, Sue Bird: In the Clutch), Aunjanue Ellis-Taylor (Exhibiting Forgiveness), River Gallo (Ponyboi), Theo Germaine (Desire Lines), Katy O’Brian (Love Lies Bleeding), Maddie Ziegler (My Old Ass), Dylan O’Brien (Ponyboi), Jena Malone (Little Death, Love Lies Bleeding).

Sources: variety.com, hollywoodreporter.com, variety.com, collider.com & indiewire.com

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Jumpspace Renegade - ep. 9 ✨🚀

[7k words, 25 min. read - Brief Jisung x Fem. Reader, Brief Seungmin x Fem. Reader - Stray Kids Multi Fic, Scifi!au, Choose Your Own Adventure - SFW/Suggestive/Smut in Other Chapters - Changlix, Somewhat Tough Relationship Talk, Seungmin is a Flirt and a Fiend, Jisung is a Flake but What Else is New, Chan is a Dick but What Else is New, Banter and Tension and Light Fooling Around, Dumb and Unusual Punishment, Dating Philosophy Crisis, Finally Landing on Phaborus, Intense Action Near the End, Kidnapping, Scifi Gun Violence, Always Check the Tags]

[Special Season 2 Premiere! See A/N. Polling for this episode will close at 7PM PST on Sunday, June 18, 2023. Episodes will resume posting on Fridays 7pm pst with polling closing on Saturdays 7pm pst. 💕]

[A/N: Welcome back space chasers! This has been Season 2 in my head while developing and writing, so Season 2 it shall be. I hope you enjoy our continued adventure with our lovable crew 💕✨🚀]

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“Well?” Jisung asked you. “What do you want to do?”

You scanned the eyes of the men at the table while you stalled with a hefty glug of your coffee. 

“Well,” you repeated, “I think seeing the market sounds fun, to be honest.”

Not to mention it’d theoretically give you a little space from Seungmin, who only sort of looked a little smug at your decision. Almost like he’d won a wager with himself. 

Jeongin finally emerged from Changbin’s cabin. 

“Come on, bro,” Jeongin urged him. “What’re you gonna do, just stay in there all day?”

Changbin's reply was indecipherable from inside his room. Seungmin got up from the table, clapping Jeongin on the shoulder and venturing in to see if he could cajole the mechanic himself. The cabin boy promptly gave up and tiredly shuffled downstairs. That left you, Hyunjin, and Jisung. 

“Well,” Hyunjin grinned, getting up before following suit. “Gotta get back to work. Nova, you’ll want to watch us land, won't you?”

And now it was just you and Jisung. You poked the angry love bite Minho left on his jugular.

“He got you good,” you laughed. 

Jisung spitefully grabbed the collar of your shirt and pulled you closer to search for any marks of your own. “Yeah, well, what about you? He suddenly ended up back in the brig after giving me hell all day?”

“I'm painfully misunderstood,” you pouted, squealing when Jisung grappled you into his arms. 

“So what I'm hearing,” he teased while he pecked kisses into your neck, “is there's free real estate.”

“In your dreams!” you squawked, retaliating despite letting Jisung’s lips catch yours a couple times. You were, embarrassingly enough, on the verge of making out a little, but that’s what being friends with Jisung would entail for you both, right? He absolutely seemed like the casual type, and you were all about that in this time of your life. But it was right then, when Jisung halfway moaned, halfway whined into your mouth, that you came to your senses, pushing your hand into his face and climbing out of the galley booth while you caught your breath. 

“Come on,” the pilot teasingly pleaded. “Chan and Minho can’t have all the fun.”

“Fat chance!” you defiantly refused.

“Hey, at least it’d make Chan stop giving me shit!” Jisung called after you. 

“What, so he can give me shit instead?” you razzed back on your way out. 

You were in a good mood, all things considered. The sheets on your bed were nice and refreshing, your cabin having fully cooled down after Minho’s shenanigans. You grabbed your shower supplies, scampering off to the head in hopes that everyone was too preoccupied to be in there at the moment. The water was delightfully warm, your skin still reeling from profusely sweating in the ship despite your shower the previous night. You honestly had to badger yourself to leave, but your pruney fingers were thankful for it. 

And on top of everything, the Ambler was pleasantly cold in contrast to your hot shower. Everything was simply serene. 

Until you found Felix in the workshop. 

He was too preoccupied to notice you come in, roughly packing the boat, the four-wheeler and the speed bike at the same time. A scowl cut into his sharp features. Felix didn't acknowledge you when you crept closer. He was stubbornly attempted to loop a strap around a crate in the boat from where he was standing on the floor. 

“... Hey,” you attempted. 

No response. 

“That was rough in there,” you awkwardly commiserated. 

Still nothing.

You set your things on the workbench and hopped up into the boat, grabbing the strap from him and lashing down the crate yourself. He refused to meet your gaze when you jumped back out. 

After a tense beat, though, came a sniffle.

You pulled Felix in for an impromptu hug, wrapping him into your arms and rubbing his back. It took a moment before he let out a shaky breath, and then the tears came. Felix clutched onto the sleeves of your hoodie. 

“I’m sorry, dude,” you consoled him.

“I’m so stupid,” came his muffled voice from your chest. 

You grabbed his face and made him look at you, his freckles shiny wet with the residue of blotted tears. “You’re not stupid,” you scolded him. This whole thing wasn’t really your wheelhouse, but you at least had common sense. “You know that. You’re the one who’s hurt, he's the one that did something monumentally stupid.”

Felix dragged the back of his hand across his face as he nodded. “I know,” he sniffled. “I feel dumb for still wanting him.”

“It hasn't even been half a day!” you gently reminded him. You tried to sound confident. It, at least, felt like the right thing to say. “Sit in it for a bit, you know? When one day at a time is too long, try one hour at a time.”

“Thanks, Nova,” Felix nodded appreciatively. He tried to square his shoulders and neutralize his expression again. “Now get out of here. Watch the landing.”

It felt bad to leave Felix be, but maybe you were projecting. You preferred to have company when shit hit the fan, but it was likely Felix was the opposite. In all likelihood, he’d let you know when he felt better on his own. You ventured back into your cabin and changed, loving how welcome your comfy leggings felt now that the ship’s internal temperature righted itself. Phaborus was well within sight outside your window now that the Ambler had turned to let the planet fill your view. You leaned your palms onto the windowsill, enjoying the clouds swirling over the ocean’s surface.  

A beep in your cabin made you jump. 

“Phaborus approaching,” crackled Jisung's voice over the intercom. “Crew, prepare landing protocol.”

Adrenaline balled in your chest. This wasn’t like leaving T’kaarm, despite how similar it felt. In the case of leaving the spaceport, you were leaving behind everything familiar. Going to Phaborus was your first time going somewhere entirely new. You slipped your ratty sneakers on again and jogged out of your cabin. 

Most everyone was assembled on the bridge already by the time you arrived. Jeongin was sitting in Seungmin’s office, paging through old charts with his feet kicked up on the desk. Chan was hanging out at the console behind the pilot's station. Hyunjin was lounging back in the small library, lazily reading his tablet while Changbin was finally out of his cabin, now up overhead on his ladder and working inside another ceiling panel.

Felix climbed up the stairs at that moment, wiping his work gloves off on his trousers when he spied the mechanic. He seemed to think about this for a solid beat, and then promptly turned around and left before you even thought to protest. Your gaze following him back down the stairs brought you to the couch in the back of the bridge. Seungmin was seated there, cozied up under a blanket and fiddling with the packing tubes for his charts.

“Finally done?” you brightly asked him.

Seungmin’s expression cracked. “The first one is done.”

Jisung rocked in his chair at his station and grabbed his headset again. He glanced back over his shoulder.  Even though it was originally his ship, you had to admit that the pilot’s chair fit him like a glove. “Everyone better get their butt in a seat,” he nagged. “Or don’t, I don’t care.”

The navigator patted the couch beside him, beckoning you to come sit down. You lingered for a second. Why not sit with Hyunjin? Or Changbin, or Jeongin? You were hesitant for some reason, until you saw the mischievous edge to Seungmin’s grin. This alone shifted your pause to intrigue. You settled down onto the couch, trying to keep your wits about you and still enjoy the view of the planet looming in your view. 

Until Seungmin poked the spot in the crook of your neck, practically on your shoulder. It was the one mark you'd managed to get since you came on board, one dumb little hickey that Chan had sloppily left in his fervor when you two hooked up in your cabin. You clapped a hand to the bite and effectively swatted Seungmin off in the process. He only grinned in response. 

“Got a problem?” you cheekily interrogated. 

“Just a shame you’re so disloyal,” Seungmin winked back. “I was betting you're fun on dates.”

“What,” you smirked, “so now you can’t date me?”

The ship’s engines roared further back in the ship, likely boosting the Ambler into Phaborus’ atmosphere. On the bridge, most anyone who wasn't already belted fumbled around to do so. Craning your neck to see, you spotted Changbin sitting on the desk of the nav office, casually chatting with Jeongin. Seungmin seemingly pulled a belt out of the couch and clicked it on. At the pilot’s chair, Jisung flipped on some music to concentrate, the volume at a subtle roar. You searched your side of the couch but came up empty-handed. 

Right on cue, Seungmin slid his hand down into the couch between you. He fished out one end of the belt that Jisung had no doubt installed himself, and then reached across your lap. The move brought his face mere inches away from yours. Your breath caught in your throat again. 

“Date? I’m afraid not,” Seungmin shrugged, aloof. “Not really into dating.”

“Then what are you into?” you asked, your eyes darting down for a second when you heard him work the clasp of your seatbelt.

Seungmin’s grin was infectious, but now you caught yourself scanning the room again. With how low you were talking and the ambient noise of the ship, no one was bound to hear you two, and with how you were sat in the back of the bridge, you were in no one’s sightline. “Maybe,” he chuckled under his breath, “I’m into seeing how far I can push you, since you seem to love games so much.”

Your lip curled into a small smirk. “Now I'm playing games with you?” 

He poked the spot on your neck again, the pad of his finger pausing for a moment. “Seems like it. You’ll only flirt with me but it looks like someone already took a bite out of you.”

“And you know it’s a bite?” you pouted, feigning innocence. 

What happened next surprised the ever living hell out of you. Seungmin leaned closer in, his lips gently pressing to your pulse, inches away from Chan’s hickey. You shivered then, your hand jumping to clutch Seungmin’s knee. Still, no one was the wiser. In front of you, Jisung was plenty preoccupied, accelerating the ship a bit more and bobbing his head to his music. Chan was donning a headset, shielding the mic and chatting away with Fed Patrol to keep the landing clear while he tapped away on his console keyboard with his free hand. Who knew what Changbin or Jeongin or Hyunjin were up to. 

Who cared?

Seungmin capitalized on how startled you’d been and snuck an arm down around your waist, huddling you closer. He surreptitiously passed the edge of his blanket over your lap. His teeth grazed your neck then, before you felt him briefly nip and suckle at your skin. You pulled away with a gasp now, voice far more hushed than it needed to be. “Jeez,” you laughed breathlessly, trying to get an accusing eye on Seungmin. “Not even a kiss first?”

The navigator scoffed. “You’ve had plenty of chances to try and get one the old-fashioned way.”

“You don’t seem too old-fashioned to me,” you retorted, gasping again when Seungmin reeled you in closer.

“What,” he chuckled in your ear, his lips tickling you again, “you’ve never fooled around the old-fashioned way?”

The ship rocked hard when the Ambler finally entered Phaborus’ atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Seungmin’s hand mirrored your own on his knee, except it only took a second for his fingers to drift further up to your thigh. Almost instinctively, you parted your legs an inch, if only to see what his next move would be. 

“You enjoying this?” Seungmin taunted you, determination outlining the gruffer tone of his voice. “You loving how anyone could just turn around and see how crazy you make me?”

“I’ve hardly even done that much,” you defended, your voice lower now to match his. Seungmin’s hand slid from the top of your thigh to the inside. His lips and teeth were still working your neck over.

“And you’ve done just as much to stop me,” he softly challenged.

“You want me to stop you?” you shot back. Your own hand on his knee followed suit, slinking up his thigh.

Seungmin jumped, unintentionally squeezing your leg in the process. “Not at all,” he shook his head. “Like I said, I’m really good at playing chicken.”

“And now that I’m all warmed up,” you smirked in reply, “so am I.”

The navigator’s warm hand brazenly caressed your heat over your leggings, nearly making you scramble off the couch. 

This was undeniably hot.

It was deliriously fun.

And it was unmistakably gross.

Fooling around in the potentially full view of the crew was dizzyingly exhilarating.

The last thing you wanted was to be bested by Seungmin, so your own hand ventured towards the noticeable bulge under his coveralls. Hopefully this was all imperceptible in the dim cabin, and under your blanket for added measure. Seungmin bit down a gasped curse.

“You’re fun, you know that?” he grinned, breathless.

“Enough to kiss me?” you taunted.

Seungmin instead kissed your neck for what seemed like the hundredth time. “Maybe later, if you play your cards right,” he offered. 

You wriggled in Seungmin’s grip, the way he was practically holding you down so he could work you up and tease you driving you mad.

When the cabin lights snapped back on. 

The two of you bashfully slid a solid foot apart from each other, at least as far as the confines of the couch and your seatbelts would allow. You tossed your end of the blanket back at Seungmin, who caught it and stuffed it into the corner of the couch. It was hard to tell if the red tinting his cheeks was him being mortified at being interrupted or him trying to catch his breath after being so lost in the moment.

“Touchdown in ten…” Jisung announced to the cabin before counting down, casually shouting over his music.

Chan spun around in his chair, setting his headset on the console and getting out of his seat. He stretched for a moment and tucked his tablet back under his arm.

“What now?” you asked.

“Watch,” he directed you nonchalantly, pointing out the window. The lights lining the top arm of a large gate came into view as the ship settled down underneath it. What sounded like static rushed over the hull. “Sterilizing,” Chan explained, swirling a pointed finger upwards. “Now we wait.”

“We don’t get to go outside yet?” you asked, almost whining. The port came into view once the Ambler fully landed. There wasn’t much to make out in the night, but the sparse lights out in the port town silhouetted buildings and walkways. The urge to explore was itching at you.

Chan giggled as he beeped open his cabin back at the top of the stairwell. “‘Fraid not, dude. Gotta sit overnight per quarantine protocol. Not much to see until sun-up anyway.”

“Says you,” you sighed, rolling your eyes. You tried not to keep staring outside. Instead, you glanced back at Seungmin. 

It seemed that, with the lights back on, the navigator had officially begun thinking with his top brain again. Self-conscious didn’t begin to explain his expression, but he still looked a bit smitten.

“Well?” you grinned. “You have any plans?”

Seungmin smirked back at you, about to say something when–

“Yes,” Jisung suddenly cut in, dropping his headset around his neck. “He does! I’m helping him and Hyunjin make sure we’re all prepped to get everything done in a day cycle tomorrow. Now, shoo, go to bed.”

“Bed?!” you complained. “We just got up!”

“We slept in,” Jisung argued. “If we land on a planet, that’s the new day cycle for us. Now, Nova, sweetheart, again: shoo. Away. Begone.”

“I’m not gonna sleep a wink,” you huffed, still getting up regardless. Seungmin looked like he could murder Jisung at any second. 

“My condolences,” shrugged Jisung. He cheekily grabbed Seungmin’s chart out of his hand and wagged it at him. “Come on, Seung, follow the map.”

Seungmin stiffened his jaw and firmly shoved his hands in his pockets before reluctantly following Jisung. He looked back, though, as if to give you a chance to change his mind. You offered a small wave farewell before you left the bridge, heading back downstairs.

The spraying seemed to stop the moment your feet hit the galley floor. This was agonizing, simply thinking of a whole new world outside that you’d have to wait to explore. You crossed back into the workshop. Apparently, you weren't the only one wanting to enjoy the view. Up overhead in the loft, Felix was spreading out a blanket over the couch. 

“Needed some space?” you called up to him. 

He silently nodded. His arms extended up over his arched back in a tall stretch before he crawled into his blanket nest. The bay window was open, giving you a peek at the gorgeous night sky that you’d just descended from. 

“I’ll see you in the morning?” you tried adding. 

Felix only stuck up a thumb from where he was cocooned. 

You brushed off any remaining fretting that you could manage. Felix had to cope with this in his own way, even though you still weren't all too sure how to help, anyhow. Instead, you pushed open your cabin door, and were now faced with the lights of the port illuminating the ocean behind the ship. You crowded the window. The dark waves outside in the night ominously lapped at the shoreline, white seafoam lining the tide like lace trim. 

All this, and you were remarkably tired the second you attempted to even sit on your bunk and will yourself to sleep. It was instant, the quiet rush of waves outside lulling you to close your eyes and rest. 

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Sleep didn’t last too long this time. The night cycle really only lasted about six hours, and that had already started before the Ambler touched down. You blearily scrunched your eyes open, only to be immediately startled fully awake.

A bird was sitting on a beam outside, squawking. You stared. Again, as embarrassing as it was to admit, you’d never seen a bird in person. You bolted out of bed and grabbed your toiletries, making a mad dash to the central head and opting to brush your teeth in the shower. Another shower seemed a little redundant, sure, but you knew that if you threw off your routine more than you already had, you'd be a goner. The light shirt you picked out was sticking to your still-damp back when you finished getting dressed and ran back into the workshop, boots untied. 

The boys all stood in front of the bay door, with Changbin waiting to push the button in the outfit you helped pick the other day. You were about to join them when a finger hooked into the collar of your jacket. 

“Hey-!” you jolted, wriggling until you noticed it was Chan holding you in place. 

“Hold on a second, cadet,” he grinned. 

Manhandling you to sit down on a crate, Chan grappled your arms up so he could slip a ridiculous armored vest onto you. He next plonked a laughably big laser rifle into your hands before you could protest. Your eyes darted around. Aside from you, no one else was noticeably armed except for Changbin, who had a zap gun clipped onto his belt. Felix was wearing a much slimmer armored vest and had his blaster safely holstered. 

“Dude,” Seungmin gawked. “What the hell are you doing?” He attempted to step forward when Chan got in the way, stooping to rest his hands on his knees with that shit-eating grin directed at you. This wasn't good. 

“I second that, Chan,” Felix shifted uncomfortably. “You know the Phaborians are weird about outward hostility, especially after Fed Patrol took over the Hatchery. Subtlety’s key, bro.”

“And someone needs to learn that the hard way,” Chan nodded enthusiastically. He didn't take his eyes off you. “You wanna act like a hotshot? Think you're a professional, Miss Nova?”

You attempted a lighthearted laugh. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, dude–”

“I’m talking about how you FUCKED THE BOUNTY, NOVA.”

“I– uh, well…” you trailed off. Out of the corner of your eye, the boys all displayed different levels of surprise. 

Except for Seungmin. He shook off his momentary shock with a scoff before busying himself with his packed charts. Meanwhile, Jisung was looking everywhere but at you. In fact, he was currently very interested in the ceiling. 

Chan, that asshole, he knew that Jisung slept with Minho too, didn’t he?!

“Well, how the hell do you know?!” you flustered.

“You know what Lee likes to do when I go to check on him?” Chan asked, crazed and exasperated. “He’ll talk at me ad nauseam until I leave. Will not shut the fuck up. Most annoying son of a bitch we’ve had down there in a while.”

“So he’s annoying,” you huffed, “what about it?”

“So guess what he won't shut up about today?” 

You remained steadfastly quiet. 

Chan clasped his hands together. “Allow me to rephrase. So, guess who’s apparently a terrific lay?" The captain was so proud of himself. “Now, as you know, I already know. I don’t even care that you nailed Jisung. But the bounty? Have some standards, cadet.”

By now, Seungmin’s cheeks were fully flushed. His frantic, wordless gaze darted from Chan, to you, to Jisung, all in a miserable triangle. You felt like shit, plain and simple. 

“Still doesn’t explain the dramatics,” Felix argued behind him. 

“If Nova is gonna be part of the crew,” Chan shrugged before putting his hands on his hips, “then she has to learn to be a bit more discerning. She was reckless, so she’s going to learn the hard way what difficulties that can lead to.”

With this, Chan strode over to Changbin and pushed the button for the workshop door that he was still holding. The heavy surface unsealed and rolled up, its gears grinding and squeaking in the mechanism. Outside, it was a gorgeous day on the Phaborian surface. 

“We clear, cadet?” the captain grinned back at you. 

You understood why Jisung liked the ceiling so much now. “Affirmative, Captain.”

“Next time,” Chan giggled while he pulled the lever for the workshop ramp, “if you have the chance to shoot him in the dick, do that. Now go, have fun being in the sun all day.”

The boys watched the captain stroll back towards the weapons rack. Meanwhile, the ramp extended out and reached out to the ground below.

“What about you?” Jeongin scoffed. “What’re you doing all day?”

“Me?” laughed Chan. He glanced back at you, and then at Jisung before grabbing an arm cannon off the wall. “Since I’m the only one I can trust to not fuck the bounty, I'm keeping watch. Have fun.”

You finally let out a deep sigh when the workshop door slammed shut behind Chan on his way out to the galley, but now there was a new presence to be wary of. A trio of Fed Patrol officers walked up the ramp, the misters on the slipdock’s gate activating overhead when they approached. Changbin engaged a crane arm to grab the four-wheeler and hoist it up and onto the ramp. The officers scanned everyone’s faces, checked the licenses, manifests, and inventories in Seungmin’s hands while they rummaged through Hyunjin’s pack, and then split up to check out the saddlebags on the four-wheeler while they inspected Seungmin’s charts. Each of the officers shot a hefty glance at you and the huge rifle in your hands. You quickly slung the ridiculous weapon over your shoulder by the strap to try and look less menacing. Seungmin was still not looking at you. When he was finished, he simply thanked the Fed Patrol officers and stalked down the ramp while Changbin brought down the boat through the sanitation mist to be moved onto another arm to lower the vessel into the water next to the slipdock. 

Jisung waved you over to follow him then, and you got up, really feeling the weight of the stupid vest and gun on your shoulders. 

“So, that was torture,” Jisung flippantly greeted. He slipped off his eyepatch before putting on a pair of sunglasses. “Chan must’ve been in a mood this morning.”

You nodded absently. Beyond the port, the island that made up one third of the Hatchery extended up into a mountain, covered in forest. However, these weren’t the kinds of trees you were expecting. You’d been predicting you’d finally see palm trees, but these were thick, fluffy evergreens, like Christmas trees. To be fair, you’d only seen these potted or simulated as well, but you were hoping to see a more tropical region of the planet. Morning haze gathered from evaporating condensation, giving the woods beyond the port a dreamy look.

“Sunny out,” Jisung blithely observed while he walked down the ramp with you. “It’s usually pissing rain. Phaborus has been dealing with mass evaporation from the oil drilling that started a few years ago, so that might be why it feels dryer around here, lately.”

You vaguely nodded. Just off the slipdock, Seungmin was hopping into the boat with Changbin and Jeongin. The navigator accidentally caught your eye, judging by the way his cheeks reddened again and he sharply turned his gaze away. 

“Close your mouth,” warned Jisung. You were about to question why when you both passed through the cloud of mist. Weirdly enough, it smelled artificially sweet instead of strictly sanitary.

The second your boots touched the solid ground of the slipdock, you were suddenly caught off-guard by how instantly you nearly crumpled at the knees. Jisung immediately shot out a protective hand to grab your elbow and steady you for a moment. You paused then, straightening back up. Simply the weight in your body felt different away from the magnetized floors of the Ambler, away from any magnets. This was your weight naturally held to the ground, and it somehow felt even more natural than your day to day life, only knowing dumb magnets since the day you were born. 

Minho was right. Nothing beat real gravity.

It was hard to marvel at this properly though, not with the Phaborians working the dock all staring at the weapon strapped to your back.

“You good?” Jisung asked, but he wasn’t looking at you. His gaze was focused back at the ramp behind you, with Felix now guiding the speedbike on the crane arm through the sanitation mist.

“I’d be better if you took this stupid gun,” you cracked a sardonic grin at him.

The pilot sneered right back at you. “What, because I let Minho catch me in a moment of weakness?”

You reached over, pinching one of the purple spots on his neck. “Looks like it was a real fun moment of weakness.”

“Look, I’m grateful that you didn’t put any more heat on me in front of the guys,” Jisung placated you, even leaning over to kiss you on the cheek. “And,” he added, “I’d repay you right now, but I have no room.”

“No room?”

Jisung shrugged helplessly when the bike touched down on the ramp. He walked up to it and easily straddled the seat.

You gawked at him. “I thought you were coming to the market with us!”

“I am!” chirped Jisung with a rev of the accelerator. “I’ll see you guys there!”

Of course, you didn’t get a chance to retort. Jisung already stomped on the clutch and zoomed off, leaving a haze of vapor behind him.

“Come on, dude,” called Felix behind you. You whipped around, seeing the weapons specialist already seated on the four-wheeler. Hyunjin was packing a saddlebag before waving you over. He carefully seated himself on one of the mudguards behind Felix and patted the other one across him.

“No sidecar, huh?” you teased.

“Afraid not,” Felix shook his head. He reached a hand out to you. “Now come on, give me the stupid rifle before you take somebody’s foot off.”

“... You sure?” You looked around the slipdock again. Something about the Phaborians’ expressions told you they really didn’t like the look of you carrying this thing around.

“What,” Felix smirked, “would you rather hold it? A professional is offering to get you out of a bind here.”

“He has a point,” Hyunjin added. “I’d honestly rather throw it off the fucking dock but if we’re taking it, I’d rather Felix carry it.”

“Fine,” you finally resigned. “If you want to go against the captain's orders so badly, be my guest.” You slipped the strap off your shoulder and handed the rifle to Felix, who checked the safety switch and shouldered the gun himself. Huynjin reached a grabby hand over to you, unclipped the bulky armored vest, and started pawing it off of you to stow in one of the saddlebags. The thing practically took up a whole bag by itself. Once again, Hyunjin patted the mudguard in front of you, urging you to sit down.

“Chan’s such a hypocrite sometimes,” Felix rolled his eyes.

“Yeah,” Hyunjin agreed. “You should ask him about the bounty we picked up from the Caravan.”

With the weight of the gun and vest off of you, you let your skin and bones settle into the gravity again. This was almost indulgent, feeling how natural it was just to stand like this, not feeling anchored to the ground through your feet. Easing down onto the mudguard across from Hyunjin, you practically savored the way the four-wheeler shifted on its suspension to carry all three of you. The appraiser grinned at you when Felix revved the engine and sped off. You followed suit, bracing one hand on the small cargo basket behind Felix, currently holding Hyunjin’s bag, and leaning into the acceleration. 

There was almost too much to take in, as the four-wheeler sped along the coast. The Phaborians, while humanoid in stature, stood tall and lithe, with retractable fins for swimming at their backs, arms, hips, and feet. Apparently, as you passed by, some of the denizens of the Hatchery, mostly feminine, liked to keep their fins out, decorating the semi-opaque appendages with tattoos or jewelry. A street vendor you zipped past was selling airbrushing and glitter just for fins, just like the little stalls that would pop up back home on T’kaarm. Summers growing up, you would occasionally treat yourself to a little glitter design on your shoulder or ankle. Tourist traps were the same everywhere.

This wasn’t even mentioning the ocean. There were boats upon boats out in the gorgeous bay of the Hatchery. Cruisers idled with sunbathing tourists stretched out on their spacious decks, while casual fishing boats milled around, leaving minimal wakes. Meanwhile, jet skis and speedboats weaved in between and around all these vessels, enjoying the morning waves and sun. 

This was sublime. The air was thick but felt good to breathe. 

Hyunjin reached over and gently got your attention by squeezing your hand. “It’s really your first time off the spaceport?”

“Yeah,” you nodded, still a bit dumbstruck.

“Well, you’ll know your way around the market,” he smiled. “They’re the same anywhere. Haggle hard. They tend to start really high here, even by tourist trade standards.”

You were about to ask when you were finally going to see this market, when the buildings suddenly gave way to a massive square, completely filled with stalls and tents. As opposed to T’kaarm’s markets, which were mostly tucked away into sprawling systems of alleyways, this was a labyrinth of shops and vendors all occupying a remarkable plot of land right on the waterfront. Phaborians and off-planet tourists and traders alike milled about in the busy square, bartering and shopping and chatting. Felix parked the four-wheeler under a tall evergreen and pinched his long-sleeved shirt away from his chest as much as he could with his armored vest in the way. 

“I should’ve dressed lighter,” he grimaced. “I don’t remember the last time it was hot here.”

You nodded in commiseration, yanking off your jacket and tying it around your waist. Felix quickly gave up, opting to take off his gear to remove the shirt entirely before putting the armored vest back on, but leaving the front unbuckled to allow for more ventilation.

“I have to offload some of this inventory first,” Hyunjin explained, rummaging around his bag. “You guys go have fun, I'll catch up with you in a bit.”

You nearly sprinted off, but didn't want to lose Felix. Despite him following close behind, you grabbed onto his hand and ventured deep into the market, almost immediately overwhelming yourself with the sights and smells amidst the heat. Felix dutifully kept up, occasionally reeling you back to show you something. A shopkeeper sold small robotic birds on perches. A roving vendor with a cooler was offering fishing bait, the mechanical, wind-up kind or the traditional bait made of meat scraps. Further down, a food stand carried fried crabs the size of volleyballs. You were looking through a rack of sunglasses when you finally looked through your hip bag to count your measly credits. 

Felix reached over and pushed your hand down. As it turned out, he had another pair of shades in his other hand. He leaned over to the vendor, immediately haggling down the price and then handing over his own credits instead. The vendor thanked him, but muttered something when you both left.

“What did they call you?” you surreptitiously asked. 

Felix looked back over his shoulder to you while he slipped on his new sunglasses. “What did it sound like?”

“... Clishaur?” You winced, positive you weren't close to replicating the word you just heard. 

“Glizhorr,” Felix simply corrected you. He handed you your new glasses. 

“What does it mean?” you asked, feeling awkward while you put them on. 

Felix stiffened his jaw down through his shoulders to stand tall while he walked the market with you. “War dog,” he curtly explained. 

You felt bad, letting Felix take Chan’s stupid punishment for you, but you had to admit, he definitely carried the gun like a pro. If anything went down, you’d rather he be the one carrying it. 

“Let’s change the subject,” Felix offered with a tired smile. “What were you doing at the spaceport? Aside from gigs, I mean.”

There wasn’t much to share, you explained while you walked together. Felix bought a meat skewer for you two to split. You dropped out of school when you were old enough that your parents wouldn't get fined for it, worked a bunch of tourist gigs, your siblings ran away in search of a better life, your mother ran after them, and your father was drafted. When you suddenly found yourself alone, that was when you played more fast and loose with how you made money. Your whole life had turned upside down in the space of a very long year, years ago. You did a little bit of time, got saddled with Klave for a parole officer, and that eventually led you here. 

You tried to cajole Felix into opening up as well, but he was far more guarded. His mother had said “military school or reform school” and he chose military school, which turned into a short stint in the marines before he brushed far too close to an early grave than he would’ve liked. 

No wonder he ended up with Chan.

Felix couldn’t hide the small grin he had when he told you about meeting Changbin. They were actually working together when they got recruited. Felix had been working at a host club, and Changbin was fixing slot machines when they met, and soon they were shaking down tourists and running jobs together before Chan scooped them up. 

“Changbin was the first person to never ask me to change,” Felix smiled to himself. 

“That’s because he’s smart,” you nodded. “You’re fine the way you are, dude. We’re not our choices, you know?”

“Unless you’re into murder,” Felix dryly shrugged. 

You playfully shoved his shoulder. “Thanks for ruining my point.”

A small stall at the end of one of the market’s rows was selling little hand-painted boats. The vendor started you at 50 credits and you immediately argued down to 30, praising the workmanship but citing the multiple other stands you’d come across with similar little boats. As expected, the vendor tried 40 before you pushed 30, and when he agreed, you were able to get it down to 25.

“You’re a natural,” Felix praised. He jumped, patting a hand down onto his pocket before grabbing his communicator. He read while you eagerly awaited an update. “We gotta go,” he ruled. “Hyunjin found a temple. It’s a couple blocks away so let's move the four-wheeler.”

You tucked your small souvenir into a padded pocket of your waist pack and trotted after Felix. Thankfully, as you both had been weaving in and out of aisles of the market, you weren’t too far from where you’d parked. You hopped back onto your seat on the rear mudguard of the four-wheeler before Felix took off, ducking and dodging through traffic with a practiced ease until you came upon a pretty stone courtyard only a couple minutes away. This was a more organic structure at the back of the entry, looking like it could very well be a sea stack that’d been hollowed out to serve as a temple. The space was tranquil, a quietly regal escape from the commotion only down the road.

However, this wasn’t quite the case when you and Felix entered.

“Eyes on the ground unless spoken to,” Felix furtively directed you. 

You quickly turned your gaze to the floor, a beautifully carved stone surface with complex, iridescent designs interweaving and circling each other. 

The tension in the space was palpable.

“–I’m afraid I’m not explaining this well,” Hyunjin said ahead of you. “I didn’t steal this.”

“But someone did,” came a stranger’s voice, gravelly yet feminine. “The viscount’s son has been refused marriage rites because this pendant had been taken.”

“Yes,” Hyunjin patiently acknowledged, “and that’s terrible, and that’s why I came to return this.”

“Forgive me, tradesman, it is just that it feels very convenient that the viscount’s son described the assailant as a human that shares a resemblance with you.”

“I respect that, your holiness,” refuted Hyunjin, “but I’m not a unique looking human. I’m literally just returning this and expect nothing back.”

“Nonsense,” the priest fired back. “You are familiar with our culture. You know these pendants are valuable and that we are a people who will always repay a good deed. And now you’ve brought reinforcements?”

Felix straightened up beside you, grabbing your arm and leading you behind him. “Our apologies,” he bleakly attempted. “We can wait outside.”

The attendees by the priest froze when Felix turned to leave, all staring at the rifle on his back.

“Interesting. An innocent good deed yet you’ve brought this hound to help you.”

“You misunderstand!” Hyunjin pleaded.

You looked up now, ready to intervene somehow, but Felix was already coming up to grab Hyunjin.

Except that the temple attendees suddenly had their own firearms now.

The elder priest grimly folded her arms. “Careful of your next move, tradesman,” she firmly warned.

“We’re not doing anything!” Hyunjin panicked, reaching in his bag, “just let me show you–”

Two shots rang out. One grazed Hyunjin’s hand, making him drop his messenger bag and the pendant in his hand immediately. The other came from Felix’s blaster, his aim carefully missing the firing attendee on purpose. 

The next minute was pure chaos. A firefight ensued on the spot, with you and Hyunjin making a break for the entrance while Felix covered for you. However, another attendee got in your way, raising their fins in an attempt to block you. You were thrown back into Felix, who quickly caught you with a free hand–

But left him open to catch a shot, right in his exposed waist. Felix barked out a curse and crumpled to the floor but you managed to get an arm around him, yanking the rifle off of him to try and make him easier to drag along with you. You frantically scanned the room for Hyunjin, only to see him thrashing and uselessly trying to fight in the midst of getting dragged away into a back chamber by the temple attendees. Another couple attendees reached for you then, but you quickly grabbed Felix’s blaster. You fired a warning shot at the feet of one attendee before ducking out the door and slumping Felix over the cargo basket of the four-wheeler before peeling out of the courtyard. 

This was a nightmare, but you just needed to get back to the ship.

That is, until two temple attendees came screeching onto the tight street with their own four-wheelers. You revved harder and tried to figure out what the hell to do. 

It was at that precise moment that you realized that, despite what he’d assured you, Jisung never met up with you at the market. He had no idea this was even going on. You had to find him.

Right?

But, then again, Jisung was smart and had his own ride. If you got back to the Ambler, Chan would know what to do. And Minho was a medic in the marines, wasn’t he? He might even be able to help Felix.

[okie-dokie-wo]

Actor, director, and writer Phil Dunster at the world premiere of his short film "Idiomatic" at the Tribeca Film Festival on Sunday, June 9, as part of the short-film collection "Course Correction."

Source - portroids on Instagram

Film page

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Christmas in July 2004 - Week 1 (Fan Favorites Marathon)

Friday, June 28 8pm/7c: An Unexpected Christmas 10pm/9c: Haul Out the Holly

Saturday, June 29 6am/5c: A Christmas Cookie Catastrophe 8am/7c: Christmas By Design 10am/9c: A Cozy Christmas 12pm/11c: Christmas Getaway 2pm/1c: Flipping for Christmas 4pm/3c: Crown for Christmas 6pm/5c: The Sweetest Christmas 8pm/7c: Falling Like Snowflakes - Hallmark Channel Premiere 10pm/9c: Cross Country Christmas

Sunday, June 30 6am/5c: The Christmas Cottage 8am/7c: Next Stop, Christmas 10am/9c: A Royal Christmas 12pm/11c: Christmas Made to Order 2pm/1c: Coyote Creek Christmas 4pm/3c: Picture a Perfect Christmas 6pm/5c: Falling Like Snowflakes 8pm/7c: A Biltmore Christmas 10pm/9c: Never Kiss a Man in a Christmas Sweater

Monday, July 1 9am/8c: Sense, Sensibility & Snowman 11am/10c: A Very Merry Mix-Up 1pm/12c: A Magical Christmas Village 3pm/2c: The Holiday Sitter 5pm/4c: A Fabled Holiday 7pm/6c: The Secret Gift of Christmas 9pm/8c: Christmas at the Plaza 11pm/10c: Checkin' It Twice

Tuesday, July 2 9am/8c: The Christmas House 11am/10c: Where Are You, Christmas? 1pm/12c: Christmas with a Kiss 3pm/2c: Christmas Class Reunion 5pm/4c: The Most Colorful Time of the Year 7pm/6c: The Santa Summit 9pm/8c: Catch Me If You Can 11pm/10c: Holiday Road

Wednesday, July 3 9am/8c: Christmas Wishes & Mistletoe Kisses 11am/10c: Ghosts of Christmas Always 1pm/12c: My Southern Family Christmas 3pm/2c: Christmas with the Darlings 5pm/4c: The Royal Nanny 7pm/6c: Christmas Island 9pm/8c: On the 12th Date of Christmas 11pm/10c: Christmas by Starlight

Thursday, July 4 9am/8c: A Nashville Christmas Carol 11am/10c: Christmas Waltz 1pm/12c: Long Lost Christmas 3pm/2c: Small Town Christmas 5pm/4c: A Veteran's Christmas 7pm/6c: The Most Wonderful Time of the Year 9pm/8c: The Nine Loves of Christmas 11pm/10c: A Christmas Melody

Friday, July 5 9am/8c: The Nine Kittens of Christmas 11am/10c: My Grown-Up Christmas List 1pm/12c: The Perfect Christmas Present 3pm/2c: Seals with a List 5pm/4c: A Very Merry Bridesmaid 7pm/6c: Christmas at Castle Hart 9pm/8c: Falling Like Snowflakes 11pm/10c: Time for Us to Come Home for Christmas

Saturday, July 6 6am/5c: It's Christmas, Eve 8am/7c: Jolly Good Christmas 10am/9c: Haul Out the Holly: Lit Up 12pm/11c: My Christmas Family Tree 2pm/1c: Magic in Mistletoe 4pm/3c: Write Before Christmas 6pm/5c: One Royal Holiday 8pm/7c: Three Wise Men and a Baby: Extended Cut - Hallmark Channel Premiere 10:15pm/9:15c: Everything Christmas

Sunday, July 7 6am/5c: Christmas in Tahoe 8am/7c: Snow Bride 10am/9c: A Kiss Before Christmas 12pm/11c: Letters to Santa 2pm/1c: Take Me Back for Christmas 4pm/3c: Mystery on Mistletoe Lane 6pm/5c: A Merry Scottish Christmas 8pm/7c: To All A Good Night 10pm/9c: Miracle in Bethlehem, PA

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EXCLUSIVE: Outfest has today unveiled the lineup for the third edition of its LGBTQ+ TV festival Outfronts, a four-day virtual gathering to take place this year from June 2-5.

The lineup for the festival, aiming to highlight the diverse representation of LGBTQ+ characters on screen, includes panels with the stars of Fox’s 9-1-1: Lone Star, Max’s Our Flag Means Death and Prime Video’s With Love, as well as the creators and cast of both Somebody Somewhere (HBO) and The Other Two (Max), and the writer-director and stars of NBC’s Quantum Leap revival, who discuss its episode “Let Them Play.” Also to be highlighted is a talk with Raina Deerwater, one of the architects of GLAAD’s 2022-2023 Where We Are On TV report, as well as Ian Carlos Crawford and Monica Monroe, about the future of LGBTQIA+ representation in television.

Panels will be available to stream free of charge online and via Outfest’s Outfest+ platform. Those interested can RSVP here.

9-1-1: Lone Star – Premieres Sunday, June 4th @ 8am PT

In the wake of this season’s big Tarlos wedding, three of the actors behind some of the most beloved characters on network TV join TVLine’s Andy Swift to discuss how their characters have grown over four seasons, and what the future might hold in Ryan Murphy’s ever-eventful firehouse procedural.

Moderated by TVLine’s Andy Swift with panelists Ronen Rubinstein, Rafael Silva, Brian Michael Smith 

[titles-for-tangents]

"Apostles of Mercy" by Lindsay Ellis is out now! And she's going on book tour in the U.S. for the first time for the Noumena series!

Hey remember when the pandemic sidelined all her plans to go on book tour for Axiom's End so she did a ton of interviews instead, and then a book tour didn't really happen for Truth of the Divine? YEAH! "HOLY SHIT!" IS RIGHT!!

Via Macmillan:

BookPeople Wednesday, June 5, 2024 7:00 PM Book Talk & Signing in conversation with C. Robert Cargill 603 N Lamar Blvd, Austin, TX 78703

Schlafly Public Library Thursday, June 6, 2024 6:00 PM Book Talk & Signing in conversation with Ann Leckie 225 N Euclid Ave, St. Louis, MO 63108

Anderson's Bookshop Friday, June 7, 2024 7:00 PM Book Talk & Signing in conversation with Brad Jones 123 W Jefferson Ave, Naperville, IL 60540

Books Inc. (Opera Plaza) Saturday, June 8, 2024 6:00 PM Book Talk & Signing in conversation with Kaveh Taherian 601 Van Ness Ave, San Francisco, CA 94107

Mysterious Galaxy Sunday, June 9, 2024 2:00 PM Book Talk & Signing in conversation with Jessie Earl 3555 Rosecrans St, San Diego, CA 92110

Chevalier’s Books Monday, June 10, 2024 6:00 PM Book Talk & Signing in conversation with Maggie Mae Fish 133 North Larchmont Boulevard, Los Angeles, CA 90004

Malaprop’s Bookstore/Cafe Tuesday, June 11, 2024 6:00 PM Book Talk & Signing 55 Haywood Street, Asheville, NC 28801

Powell's Cedar Hills Crossing Friday, June 14, 2024 7:00 PM Book Talk & Signing 3415 SW Cedar Hills Blvd, Beaverton, OR 97005

Decatur Library, Dekalb County Public Library Wednesday, June 12, 2024 7:00 PM Book Talk & Signing in conversation with Becky Albertalli 215 Sycamore Street, Decatur, GA 30030

Third Place Books, Lake Forest Park location Thursday, June 20, 2024 7:00 PM Book Talk & Signing 17171 Bothell Way NE, #A101, Lake Forest Park, WA 98155

Bookshop Santa Cruz Wednesday, June 26, 2024 7:00 PM Book Talk & Signing 1520 Pacific Ave, Santa Cruz, CA 95060

I am posting this a day after the book premiered so I'm pretty certain each date will get removed from Macmillan's site from here on afterwards, because June 4th featured her at Barnes & Noble Atlantic in Brooklyn, NY with Caitlin Doughty! Caitlin Motherfuckin' Doughty!! AAAAAAHHHHHHH

COME GET FUCKED UP BY SPACE BUGS, PRESIDENT DICK CHENEY, MILLENNIAL ANGST, and more!

[alyblacklist]

The Blacklist S10 Schedule

Several people have asked me how NBC can fit in all 22 episodes of Season 10 before summer with the show airing at 10 pm on Sundays, beginning Feb 26. I think the key piece of info is NBC's confirmation today that Magnum, P.I. in the 9 pm slot will have a 2-hour premiere on Sunday, Feb 19 and will have its 20 episode order split into two parts. It's not clear whether those parts will be exactly even at 10 & 10 or whether they will do an 8 & 12 split. Here's how things could work for The Blacklist - and it works best if Magnum only airs 8 eps in this first part.

February 19: Magnum P.I. 5x01 & 5x02

February 26: Magnum P.I. 5x03 & The Blacklist 10x01

March 5: Magnum P.I. 5x04 & The Blacklist 10x02

March 12: Magnum P.I. 5x05 & The Blacklist 10x03

March 19: Magnum P.I. 5x06 & The Blacklist 10x04

March 26: Magnum P.I. 5x07 & The Blacklist 10x05

April 2: Magnum P.I. 5x08 & The Blacklist 10x06

April 9: Easter Sunday (possible off date or maybe they air Magnum 5x09 & 5x10? Or Magnum 5x09 and The Blacklist 10x07?)

April 16: The Blacklist 10x07 & 10x08

April 23: The Blacklist 10x09 & 10x10

April 30: The Blacklist 10x11 & 10x12

May 7: The Blacklist 10x13 & 10x14

May 14: The Blacklist 10x15 & 10x16

May 21: The Blacklist 10x17 & 10x18

May 28: The Blacklist 10x19 & 10x20

June 4: The Blacklist 10x21 & 10x22

Again, this is all speculation but depending on how they do the scheduling, it is conceivably possible to fit in all of the TBL eps without running too deep into the summer.

[fuckyeahvanhalen86-95]

An all-new "Biography" episode devoted to Sammy Hagar will make its debut June 30th on A&E.

FROM A&E:

A&E offers viewers a backstage pass to the celebrated careers of some of hard rock's greatest legends with new specials celebrating rock icons Bret Michaels, Twisted Sister's Dee Snider, Alice Cooper, Sammy Hagar, and Sebastian Bach. Produced by Banger Films in association with A+E Factual Studios group under the award-winning Biography banner, the specials will feature exclusive interviews with each and those closest to them. Beginning Sunday, June 16th at 9 pm ET, the nostalgia-inducing specials will go behind-the-scenes to the artists' journeys to fame, legendary careers, and iconic music that defined the genre then and now.

Premiering Sunday, June 30th at 9 pm ET, Biography: Sammy Hagar traces Hagar's path to fame, beginning as a poverty- stricken child, to the lead singer of the band Montrose, to launching a successful solo career, and ultimately joining Van Halen. The special explores how Hagar helped Van Halen get their first-ever No. 1 hit, uncovers what led a band that was on the top of the world to suddenly split apart, and how Hagar has continued to leave his mark on the hard rock genre.

All specials will be available on demand and to stream on the A&E App and aetv.com.

[blogger360ncislarules]

The good news for fans of Masterpiece on PBS‘ Grantchester? We now have a premiere date and a trailer for Season 9.

The sad news? As you might recall, Season 9 will mark leading man Tom Brittney‘s swan song as vicar Will Davenport.

Last July, it was announced that Season 9 of Grantchester would be the last for Brittney, who joined the cast in Season 4. In turn, the Masterpiece mystery added English actor Rishi Nair (Hollyoaks) as Will’s successor, Alphy Kotteram.

“I’ve had the most incredible time playing Will Davenport for the last five years,” Brittney said in a statement when his exit was first announced. “I got to solve crimes with my best friend, and work with the best cast and crew I could ever ask for. I’ll miss it more than anything. But it’s time for the baton to be passed, as it once was to me, and I’m so excited for Rishi to join the Grantchester family.”

In Season 9 of Grantchester, which now has a Sunday, June 16 PBS premiere date, “The world is changing,” says the synopsis.

“It’s 1961 and life is good for Will and Geordie (played by Robson Green),” the overview continues. “The families are always together, from Sunday lunches to planning summer holidays and with honorary grandparents Mrs. C and Jack, and adopted uncles Daniel and Leonard, it’s one big happy family! But when Will is approached with a life-changing offer, can he leave Grantchester, and Geordie behind?”

Enter Nair as Reverend Alphy Kottaram, a character with an instinctive distrust for authority and absolutely no desire to get involved in murder investigations. Alphy and Geordie, however, will discover they have a lot more in common than they first think, and Alphy will find that in Grantchester, murder is never far away.

[twwpress]

Weekly Press Briefing #53: June 25th - July 1st

Welcome back to the Weekly Press Briefing, where we bring you highlights from The West Wing fandom each week, including new fics, ongoing challenges, and more! This briefing covers all things posted from June 25 - July 1, 2023! Did we miss something? Let us know; you can find our contact info at the bottom of this briefing!

[EDITOR’S NOTE: With the way Twitter was limiting users this week, it is very likely we missed something. Please feel free to send us a DM on Twitter if we missed something you posted and we will make sure we add it to the next briefing! Thanks for understanding!]

Challenges/Prompts:

The following is a roundup of open challenges/prompts. Do you have a challenge or event you’d like us to promote? Be sure to get in touch with us! Contact info is at the bottom of this briefing.

We (@twwpress) are bumping our anniversary Wheel of Destiny drabble challenge to Saturday July 8 - Sunday July 9 because of Twitter rate limit problems this weekend. We’ll continue to keep you updated on our tumblr!

The Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda Josh/Donna prompt fest (hosted by @jessbakescakes and @thefinestmuffin) revealed on June 24. Prompt claims and submissions are still open. Details here.

Photos/Videos:

Here’s what was posted from June 25 - July 2.

Dule Hill appeared on Good Morning America, The View, and GMA3 to promote the second season of The Wonder Years.

Dule Hill posted a photo of himself with Donald Aison on the set of The Wonder Years. 

Dule Hill posted a promo video for Wednesday’s episode of The Wonder Years. 

Dule Hill posted a photo of himself with his wife and son at Universal Studios. 

Josh Malina posted a photo of himself on stage in Leopoldstadt. 

Marlee Matlin posted a photo of herself with her niece and nephew. 

Marlee Matline posted a photo of herself with her mother-in-law along with an 80th birthday wish. 

Mary McCormack posted a cute photo of herself and her husband. 

Mary McCormack posted a promo poster for her show Heels on Starz; the second season premieres on July 28. She also posted a promo video. 

Rob Lowe appeared on the Kelly Clarkson show. 

Peter James Smith posted a photo of his new haircut. 

Peter James Smith posted about a play reading he participated in.

William Duffy posted a photo of himself with Josh Malina after a performance of Leopoldstat.

Donna Moss Daily: June 25 | June 26 | June 27 | June 28 | June 29 | June 30 | July 1

Daily Josh Lyman: June 25 | June 26 | June 27 | June 28 | June 29 | June 30 | July 1

No Context BWhit: June 25 | June 26 | June 28 | June 29 | June 30 | July 1

@twwarchive: June 25 | June 26 | June 27 | June 28 (1) | June 28 (2) | June 29 | June 30 | July 1

Edits/Artwork:

#CJTOBY: it’s the last thing i wanted. by @livsbenson [VIDEO EDIT]

#ABBEYANDELLIE: i love you for giving me your eyes. by @livsbenson [VIDEO EDIT]

#CJTOBY: i would go anywhere that you lead. by @sapphiccjcregg [VIDEO EDIT]

Editors’ Choice: 

Roll down your window and crank up the tunes! This week we're bringing you some of our favorite road trip fics.

Some Basic Principles of Relativity, with Assorted Games and American Landscapes by raedbard | Rated M | Sam Seaborn/Toby Ziegler | Complete | Sam's bright idea is a Senior Staffers' field trip through the beautiful landscapes of New Hampshire. That this isn't going to go at all the way he planned it is hardly his fault. and so it was (we never saw it comin’) by hanyolo | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | By the time Donna’s second week on the campaign comes to an end she has learnt three crucial things.

Josh’s watch is seven minutes slow.

Presidential campaigns pretty much run on caffeine and adrenaline.

Run everything by C.J..

She’s also learnt that Josh doesn’t have a filter, that he rarely thinks before he speaks and has zero impulse control, that he’s also kind and funny, that his eyes sparkle when he teases her, and that his dimpled grin gives her butterflies.

This morning, she learns that Josh apparently has no qualms about disrupting her weekend.

// campaign era j/d take a road trip

 Home of the Badgers by ETraytin | Rated T | No Pairings Listed (Gen Fic) | Complete | Donna went home to Wisconsin to try and patch things up with her boyfriend. That didn't work out, so she and her best friend Stephanie go on a road trip to get Donna back where she really belongs.

 Traveling East by krazykitkat  | Rated E | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | Complete | Cross-Country Road Trip.

"You stuck too?"

No. It couldn't be. If Carol was behind this...

 Road Trip by Adrienne [archived by westwingfanfictioncentral_archivist] | Rated T | No Pairings Listed (Gen Fic) | Complete | A car. Four senior staffers. A very, very long drive.

 You're My Best Friend by sam_writes_fics | Rated G | C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler | In Progress | When Toby met CJ, a long time ago.

This story follows a young Toby Ziegler as he embarks on a cross country road trip to California, where he inevitably meets his new best friend, Claudia Jean Cregg.

Title inspired by the song You're My Best Friend by Queen.

 Incredibly Campy Road Trip From Hell, The by Brandy [archived by westwingfanfictioncentral_archivist] | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete | Sort of an answer to the Feb. challenge- sort of an answer to the Writer's Block challenge, think of that- Josh and Donna on the worst road trip imaginable

Fics:

Presenting your weekly roundup of fics posted in the tag for The West Wing on Archive of Our Own.

Josh/Donna

Errors and Omissions by Chinesepapercut | Rated T | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

Best Friends by elizabeth21ella | Not Rated | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

you came like a resolution (under a starry sky) by JessBakesCakes | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

Domestic Days by spooky_spacegirl | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | In Progress

Exile by MatthewsMary | Rated E | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

Here With Me by katecarmella04 | Rated G | Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

 Abbey/Jed

Everlasting Love by mlea7675 | Rated G | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | In Progress

The Rest of Our Lives by Labda | Rated G | Abbey Bartlet/Jed Bartlet | Complete

 Other Pairings/Gen Fic

Adorable, Yet Ill Adored by HotchkissRoyale | Rated E | Ainsley Hayes/Sam Seaborn | In Progress 

no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin by JediAnnieScrambler | Rated E | C. J. Cregg/Toby Ziegler | Complete

Figures of Speech by Darsynia | Rated T | Toby Ziegler/Original Female Character | In Progress

Off the Record by  onekisstotakewithme for daylight_angel, miabicicletta, Luppiters, hondagirll | Rated T | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg | In Progress

 Multiple Pairings

Golden State by miabicicletta for Luppiters, onekisstotakewithme, hondagirll, ballroompink, stars_inthe_sky | Rated M | Danny Concannon/C. J. Cregg, Josh Lyman/Donna Moss | Complete

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It's been more than a month since a dozen civil rights and religious groups say they sent a letter to the White House calling on President Joe Biden sign an executive order to study reparations by Juneteenth, or this Sunday, June 19, marking the emancipation of enslaved African Americans.

Reparations activists outside new art installation calling on President Joe Biden to sign an executive order on reparations in Washington.

Human Rights Watch

The study activists wants comes after a decades-long push to establish a 13-person reparations commission in Congress.

A art installation calling on President Joe Biden to sign an executive order on reparations stands in Washington.

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Shortly after the end of the Civil War, Union leaders promised formerly enslaved families "40 acres and a mule" -- a promise never fulfilled.

However, a reminder of the centuries-old promise has languished in Congress for decades. H.R. 40, the Commission to Study and Develop Reparation Proposals for African Americans Act, has been introduced in every legislative session since 1989.

The measure seeks to establish a commission to study "and consider a national apology and proposal for reparations for the institution of slavery, legal and other racial and economic discrimination, and the impact of these forces on living African Americans, to make recommendations to the Congress on appropriate remedies ..."

In recent years, the bill has gained some political traction.

In 2019, House Speaker Nancy Pelosi, hundreds of members of Congress and over 350 organizations, including the U.S. Conference of Mayors, NAACP and ACLU publicly announced support for reparations.

At the Tribeca Film Festival, "The Big Payback," a documentary examining reparations, directed by "Living Single" actress Erika Alexander, premiered at the legendary festival in early June.

President Joe Biden delivers remarks in the East Room of the White House, June 13, 2022, in Washington, DC.

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Former White House press secretary Jen Psaki reiterated in 2021 that President Biden supported the study of reparations. However, when asked if he would support a bill on reparations Psaki said, "We'll see what happens through the legislative process."

Asked if Biden supports an executive order on the study of reparations, Psaki said at the time, "it would be up to him, he has executive order authority, he would certainly support a study, and we'll see where Congress moves on that issue."

A White House official told ABC News on Thursday, President Biden still "supports a study of reparations and the continued impacts of slavery but he is very clear that we don't need a study to advance racial equity."

Nkechi Taifa, center, speaks at Vote For Justice: An Evening of Empowerment with activists and artists at the Newseum, May 9, 2018, in Washington.

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Nkechi Taifa is director of the Reparation Education Project, and has been calling for reparations for moire than 50 years. In 1987, she was one of the founders of the National Coalition of Blacks for Reparations in America (N'COBRA), an organization that worked closely with Democratic Rep. John Conyers to draft the introduction of H.R. 40 in 1989. She says now is the time for Biden to sign an executive order so the commission can be up and running before the end of Biden's presidency.

Taifa says she hopes the display at the ellipse sends a message that reparations advocates need to be paid attention to, and Black people should not be taken for granted.

She told ABC News, "If they think they're gonna rest on Juneteenth because it's a holiday and a watered down policing reform bill -- that's not enough. Black people have been run roughshod over, you know, for centuries, and it just, it just cannot continue."

Joan Neal, deputy executive director and chief equity officer at NETWORK, a social justice advocacy group founded by U.S. religious sisters tells ABC News, that "Slavery was a sin, that was the original sin of this country, and we believe that unless you acknowledge your sin and you make a firm determination to never do it again, and then make restitution for what was lost. You still have not been forgiven."

She added, "All parties have to be willing to stand up and face the sin in order for the sin to be forgiven and in order for things to be whole again."

[nothingunrealistic]

my current predictions for the billions season 7 timeline:

season premiere on sunday, june 4 (first sunday after succession season 4 finishes airing, and possibly also the first sunday after after yellowjackets season 2 finishes airing, if it has 10 episodes like season 1) (this would place the season finale on sunday, august 20, barring any skipped weeks within the season)

official season trailer on thursday, april 20 (45 days before june 4, equal to the gap between the season 5 official trailer on march 19, 2020 and premiere on may 3, 2020, and the gap between the season 6 official trailer on december 9, 2021 and premiere on january 23, 2022) (yes i know those trailers have both been deleted, but they were posted on tumblr the day of upload)

premiere date announcement on monday, february 13 (111 days before june 4, equal to the gap between the season 5 announcement on january 13, 2020 and premiere on may 3, 2020)

[popculturebrain]

‘The Idol’ Trailer: Lily-Rose Depp Becomes a ‘Nasty, Bad Pop Girl’ as The Weeknd’s Wild HBO Series Sets June Debut

It’s time to gawk at the rise (and fall?) of a new megalomanic pop star. HBO has announced that its original series “The Idol” will premiere on Sunday, June 4 at 9 p.m., with the network releasing another erotic teaser for the series.

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