#amc's iwtv

[thecaptainjacksparrow]

the official social media for immortal amc has been using ai to create their promotional posters for the episodes, so i decided to make posters without ai for every episode up to ep. 14

claudia's scene in episode 14, took 3 days to film because of fx makeup and practical effects and amc's social media and marketing teams DARE to use ai and cheapen such a great show.

please support artists.

[hawkfuller]

claudia asking louis “how does it work... love between two men?” to ultimately falling in love with a woman makes me so emotional.

she now knows, not just through louis' words but through her own feelings, that (queer) love “works like love”.

[lestatbaby]

"Just 1 pint may save up to 3 lives or 1 Rockstar."

@amc

[nosferatufaggot]

Me being desperate compilation <3

[starrylayle]

differences between amc's iwtv and the original novel

*spoilers obviously*

full disclosure here, I watched the series first and fell in love with it, so I decided to read the book. I'm about half way rn (so up to the part where lestat sets the house on fire and Louis & Claudia escape).

differences i noticed in the novel:

Set in the 1700s

Louis is a white slave owner :///

louis has long hair??? tbh this was the biggest shock

lestat turns louis for no apparant reason. like mans saw louis one night and decided to jump him. fair enough. louis is a pretty boy in any adaptation

Lestat's father is still alive?? and lestat is taking care for him and makes louis do so as well?? dang

i feel like in the show lestat is louis' sugar daddy whereas in the book louis' is lestats which is so funny to me (I’m exaggerating here coz ofc show!louis is a successful business owner I’m just referring to the time lestat helped him buy the club lol)

small point but i was surprised to see how much lestat wanted louis' plantation thing where as in the show lestat could not give less of a shit abt louis' business interests he just does so to make his princess happy :)))

I'm assuming that lestat has just been recently turned so he's nowhere near the experienced vampire that show!lestat is when he meets louis -> I've heard ppl say that it changes the dynamic but i'd say that in the novel louis realises that lestat is just Some Guy almost immediately, whereas in the show louis doesnt realise that till later on.

their romantic dynamic (i know its not explicit in the books but it is) is very different. Show!loustat feels like a meet cute leading to a toxic on/off again relationiship, wheres as book!loustat feels like a marriage of convenience and forced proximity that eventually leads to a slowburn romance. It's different but i enjoy it.

The character of antoinette must be genderbend Antoine,,, I wonder why they changed the gender in the show.

lestat never drops louis out of the sky....which was nice. he does set their house on fire tho but ya know

Anyways that's it for now but i'm absolutely loving it so far!! excited to meet armand and the theatre des vampires. Plan on watching the 1994 movie after i finish!

also i think i'm gonna make a seperate post about claudia and the different iterations because its so fascinating.

[drownedinlight]

Scene just popped into my head. Daniel and the daughters are sitting around talking. Then the girls mention something from about their old baby sitter and Daniel connects some dots. And then this appeared in the box.

Kate was still puttering around the great room while Lenore and Dad had taken their seats. "Dubai..." she would mutter with a huff every so often. "Du-freaking-bai." As she muttered and puttered, she would pull dry dishes from Lenore's dish rack and put them away, or tidy something that looked fairly neat to Lenore's eye. They had always had different ideas of clean.

"Kate," said Lenore, then again when her sister didn't stop. "Kate, come sit down. You're just giving yourself and anxiety attack and a migraine and you know it."

Kate huffed, but came and sat in the blue wing back Lenore liked to sit in most, but left for her sister because she knew Kate wasn't in a mood to sit next to dad. "Tell me, please, you have weed."

Lenore rose from her seat and went to her buffet and hutch, pulling open one of the drawers to pull out a stash of edibles. "Dad, when's the last time you got weed high? It's not going to trigger any cravings is it?"

"Didn't when I got high on the plane to Dubai," said Dad with a snort.

Lenore turned to him and made the "t'skt!" noise she did when Bo the Cat was getting into trash he wasn't supposed to. Dad held up his hands in supplication.

Lenore hadn't been to the dispensary in a minute, so all she had left were 10 mg THC gummies which would get each of them high off their asses. As fun as it would be to see Kate that high, the come down would not be great, so Lenore sliced one up three ways and passed them around.

"Salut," she said, making a pretend toast.

Dad and Kate toasted her back before they chewed and swallowed the little bit of gummy.

Lenore sat down next to Dad again and opened up her grocery store app to order snacks, since she didn't really have much in the house. "So what's it about?" she asked, selecting corn-free cheese puffs for Kate and soy-free cheese puffs for herself. Dad didn't have any allergies or intolerances (except to heroin, the bastard).

"What's what about?" Dad asked, slouching on her couch.

"The book. The one you went all the way to the UAE to research."

"Yeah," said Kate, looking over Lenore's shoulder. "At least tell us that much -- oh, Nory, you have to the Rhine River snacks, they're the best."

Lenore added some to her basket.

"It's about how memory is a monster," said Dad, leaning back in his seat.

"That's a good line," said Lenore.

"Thinking of opening with it."

"Vague, though," said Kate, taking the phone from Lenore's hand and looking up others of her favorite snacks.

Dad shrugged. "What can I say -- it revolves around someone's memoirs. If it wasn't about memory, that would be a little weird."

Lenore remembered, as a kid, going through some of her dad's old things (though she hadn't known they were his at the time), and finding old cassettes. She had her own cassette player, to listen to books on tape they would check out from the library, so she had popped on in and started it, only to listen to the story told by a woman about what it was like to work as a topless waitress and dancer, and how sometimes, she would blow men for extra money, but only if her boss didn't see. Not because he would fire her, but because he would want a cut. Dad had raced into the room when he realized what she was listening to and hit the "stop button." It was the fastest she had ever seen him move.

In college, when she had access to a wealth of databases, she had been futzing around with a national newspaper archive and decided to put her dad's name in. There were thousands of results (he had, after all, one a pulitzer by that point and had recently been nominated for his second), so she had narrowed it down to the seventies. Then the titty tape had made sense -- Dad used to interview people. Just regular people. And the paper he worked for published the interviews. It was fascinating -- not only to see a time capsule of human life, but of her father.

So in this moment, hearing that he went to interview someone about their whole life, working with them on a memoir, Lenore grinned and said, "Old school of you -- did this fella ever wait tables?"

Kate giggled.

Dad mock groaned and rolled his eyes.

"It is funny, though, since you never had the best memory," said Kate. "Like, I mean generally -- I'm not picking a fight. You never really got people's names or faces."

Lenore was like that too. She liked to say that she was lucky to work in a field where everyone wore nametags.

Dad blinked, almost pouting at them. "Like what?"

Kate covered her eyes. "Like what color are my eyes?"

Lenore laughed, but Dad rolled his eyes again. "They're blue-green, like mine. Lenore's are blue-blue. Try again."

"Like, you never remembered any of our teachers or coaches or anything," said Kate.

"They changed every year."

"Or what about our baby-sitter. We had him for years all through his undergrad and grad school and you never once remembered his name."

"Who? Aaron? I remember Aaron."

"His name wasn't Aaron," Lenore interjected.

"Yes it was."

"No," said Lenore. "It was Arun. He was Indian."

"God, Arun was the best," said Kate, veering off onto the topic of their old babysitter. "He'd make us naan and put in a sci-fi movie --"

"Usually blade runner," said Lenore.

"Yeah, and he'd just sit with us all night, listening to whatever, playing games."

Lenore tensed and tried to take stock of why. She was starting to feel the high a little, so it couldn't be that, but then she realized that Dad had tensed up right next to her. "Dad?" Lenore asked, turning to him. "Are you okay?"

"What... what did Arun look like?" he asked.

"Fuck, he was so pretty," said Kate, dragging her fingers down her face. "and his eyes, ugh his eyes -- they were... were they brown?"

"They were amber," said Lenore, still looking at Dad. "Dad, talk to me."

Dad's hand had started to grip his pants leg, but Lenore could still see it and feel it start to shake. "That bastard," Dad said. "I'm going to kill him."

Lenore held up a hand when Kate had begun to question why Dad wanted to kill their old babysitter. "Did... Did something happen, Dad? More than just the memoir?" Lenore reached out and took his hand, uncurling his fingers from his jeans so she could hold it in hers.

Dad had grown red with anger, but when he turned to face her, Lenore could see tears pooling in his eyes and already slipping down his face. "Yeah, baby. A lot has happened. Some of it was before either of you were born, and it's just coming back to me now. Fuck. How long was he there? Has he always been here? And I just never knew?"

"Oh god..." Lenore squeezed her eyes shut. "Dad, I'm sorry, I can tell you're freaking out, but I feel like I'm doing math with half the equation and getting a very disturbing answer. I -- we -- need a little more."

"Was he always good to you?" Dad asked, squeezing Lenore's hand, or trying to. "He never hurt you, never yelled at you? You never lost time around him?"

"Lost time?" Kate asked, leaning forward. "What the fuck, Dad?"

The doorbell rang. No one moved to answer it. Io the Dog started barking and Lenore called up at her to calm down.

"Dad, are you saying that Arun... did things to us?" Kate asked, her voice morphing into a squeak at the end.

A metal scraping caught Lenore's attention, and as she looked toward the sound, she saw her deadbolt turning of it's own accord. "What the fuck...?"

Dad and Kate's gaze followed hers as the deadbolt clicked back and the front door opened, a man stepping inside. He was just as Lenore remembered -- warm brown skin, soft curling hair, and eyes like amber. Beautiful, like Kate had said.

Bo the Cat nearly ran passed him, but Arun scooped the cat up with a gentle grace before he closed the door behind him.

"Bottom Feeder!" said Lenore jumping to her feet, holding her hands out for her cat.

Suddenly, everyone was looking at her.

"You named your cat 'Bottom Feeder?'" Dad asked, a startling giggle dropping from his lips.

"No!" said Lenore, as she took the tabby from Arun. "Someone at the shelter named him Bottom Feeder since they found him in a dumpster! That's why I call him Bo most of the time -- well, and because Bo and Io are cute together, and I did name Io."

Arun tilted his head to the side, a slight smile coming to his face. "For the record, Katherine, Lenore, no, I never did anything to you other than what you remember. And Daniel, I never needed to take any of their memories."

"I am either too high, or not high enough for this conversation," said Kate.

"You hadn't told them," said Arun.

"Not yet," said Dad, mildly. "We were coming around to it."

Arun smiled. "Girls, you may wish to sit. Your father was just about to tell you that I am a vampire."

[einaudis]

I'm finally watching 2x07 and, remember when Mackie went all: "Sebastian Stan! Man, you're looking good! (...)"?, well that's me when Lestat showed up. I'm not even ashamed to admit it.

[me-and-the-devils-minion]

What is an IWTV (AMC) fanfic that you really want to read but that no one has written?

[you-get-me-closer-to-god]

Sam Reid is so fucking pretty fuck

[nalyra-dreaming]

People complaining about the 10 seasons.. what if they're doing 2 seasons per year or splitting the season in 2 parts, airing in the same year? It's not necessarily 10 years...

Hey nonny,

in a world with so many shows regularly canceled after 2 seasons... to have that outlook at least (there's no guarantee, obviously, but the plans?!)... that's so precious?! Imho.

I actually am quite... sad I think to see so many people finding negative aspects to this. (And I have run across a few now...)

And no, there's no guarantee either they'll do it in "years"... honestly, for me, I don't particularly care for how they do it. :) The seasons are so short...

But character development and meaningful stories usually happen best when actors have found their footing... remember those Star Trek (TNG, DS9, VOY) seasons? The best were always season 4 onwards (imho), because that was when the characters where set up, and you could get into stories. (Obviously there's exceptions to the rule^^). Or Stargate, esp. Lost City.

Now, we are extremely blessed with a cast like this... but just imagine how they'll be able to play off each other when the characters have been fully established? When we get to the grit of it? The philosophical and ethical questions that lie beyond the action? Season 1 has already shown that they don't shy away from the difficult questions, if you want to see them as well done or not is not really relevant here, imho, because... at least they do go there? IWTV is no colorblind, soft-washed fantasy adaption. No, this is way more, and it is aware of that. Awareness, such a two-edged sword, and I love that they are trying their hand at it, even if they might bleed. And that they plan for the long run. Please give us Akasha's ... problematic idea and the resulting discussion. Please give us the question of whether we would actually accept a limitation of our life and standards if that would mean to receive salvation (an interesting parallel right there, to today, and our world, don't you think?). Please give us those complicated relationships and bring up all the questions in regards to morality and death and religion and acceptance.

Whether they take 5 seasons, or 10... I won't care.

I won't care either if you can see the lines on the actor's faces then.

What did Louis say? Let the tale seduce you.

It's a play. A tale. For us.

I'm gonna enjoy it.

[tina-rocket]

If I had a nickel for every queer low fantasy 2020s show about murder husbands and the orphaned 14 year old they adopt, with strong themes of morality, found family and past trauma, as well as immortality as an important plot device and some changes from the book that make a portion of the fandom really mad, I’d have 2 nickels.

Which really isn’t much, but I love that it happened twice, you know?

[thecaptainjacksparrow]

the most chaotic and dysfunctional polycule actually

[hawkfuller]

girl what kind of interview is this

[the-limp-linguine]

VC FANDOM

I made a VC discord server! It’s for all ages if u like the show or books! Anybody!

[nosferatufaggot]

Here is my weekly begging of AMC to cast Paul McGann as David Talbot in the Immortal Universe or whatever they're calling it.