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from-izzy · 1 year ago

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[19:32] | tbz kim sunwoo

» PAIRING: tbz kim sunwoo x pregnant fem reader » TROPE/AU: uhhhh...i don't think there's a trope for this one 🤔 established relationship au! marriage au! » GENRE: hurt/comfort!!, husband sunwoo, fluffy fluffy fluff fluff, slight angst, comforting sunwoo, loving sunwoo, patient sunwoo, hurt/comfort » WORD COUNT: 1868 » ESTIMATED READING TIME: ~7 mins » WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!): pregnancy, vomiting and sickness, insecurities

this was my first ever timestamp story! ahhhh the memories from re-reading this 😍

i didn't want to change it much (changed one sentence) but it's more proofread now 🤭 this gathered 183 notes (14 rbs, 169 likes) and even though it hurts that i can't see that evidence anymore, i'm glad it got that much love!! this is very overdue but thank you so much 🫶

navi/masterlist!!

You never knew that pregnancy would be this hard.

Whenever you asked your mum about her pregnancy journey, she would always have a smile on her face, telling you all the exciting milestones; first positive test, telling other people the news, first ultrasound, first time there was a definite belly bump, first movement, buying items for you or your big brother and the list goes on.

Your mum didn’t leave out the other side of pregnancy though and in particular the sickness and depleted self-confidence due to the new changes in the body internally and externally. However, your mum only experienced a few episodes of morning sickness (compared to your grandma or her already mum friends) and you were nowhere like your mum.

“Please…” The tears in your eyes only accumulated over the past hour or so and the clock on the opposite side of the bathroom was becoming blurry. You could only murmur out whispers of pain and begs that this episode would pass by soon; and before Sunwoo would arrive home.

Kim Sunwoo has been the best husband ever. You thought that he was already perfect and loving but with all the new challenges and experiences in life, there was no way that you couldn’t fall for him even more day by day and the silver band around your ring finger is one of the evidences for that.

Trudging to stand up from the kneeling position, the small whispers turned into louder cries by the second. The headache was killing you, your knees felt so cold and you could still taste the acidity of your stomach in your mouth. The flush button feels so out of reach unlike the first three times you pushed it and you eventually gave up for a bit to rest your forehead on the toilet seat, “God please…”

Still with all of these rough patches during your pregnancy, your blurry eyes could still see the purple shirt that covered your little pregnancy bump and with shaky hands, you soothed the little bean inside of you, “Can’t wait to meet you, baby. Your dad and I can’t wait to finally hold you in our arms.”

As if your child is listening, a little kick could be felt as if acknowledging their mother’s loving words. You could only sob while chuckling, still softly rubbing your stomach and whispering sweet nothings to your stomach.

In the back of your mind, you are still very aware of the time. Sunwoo was supposed to arrive home around an hour ago yet he’s still not home. You were about to call him to check up on him but your episode started and your phone is way too far for you to even comprehend walking to the other side of the apartment. Sunwoo has been so busy for the whole time of your pregnancy with work as well as taking care of you.

Waking up at a random time at three? He’s there to walk you to the bathroom

Sudden craving as soon as you wake up? Count on him to drive there and back as soon as possible.

Needing hugs and comfort? He’s running and never letting you go.

This was not how you wanted to greet him after a long week of work, especially when it was his first week of getting promoted. You just don’t ever want to worry him but you conflictingly accepted that pregnancy is not necessarily a one-person job and Sunwoo made you realise how important it is to always reach out to him whenever you need him. Still, you try to do everything yourself first.

Needless to say, you love this man with your whole being and you can’t wait for your child to meet the best dad in the whole wide world.

You freaked out at the familiar sound of the door unlocking, creaking open and the bright call for your name. With all the strength that you have accumulated over this short amount of time, you find the drive to stand up, put the toilet lid down and flush your evidence of pain down the drain.

But throughout your pregnancy, Sunwoo is always so alert whenever he hears the toilet flushing that he practically runs to the bathroom to see you struggling to take even a step further away from the toilet, holding your body by pushing down your palm onto the edge of the sink next to you, “Baby?” At the sight of your dried tears, red eyes, dishevelled hair and shaking body, Sunwoo rushes over to you, imagining the war that you probably had alone, “Sit down here.” He pointed and directed you to the toilet seat.

You couldn’t help but cry again when you felt Sunwoo’s arm wrapping around your waist, setting you down on the toilet carefully. He kneels before you, lifting his head to scan your face for any additional discomfort, “I’m sorry.” Sobbing louder and louder when you catch a glimpse of his worried glance and creasing forehead, “I wanted to greet you nicely today. I even made you some snacks and such in the kitchen but you have to see me all ugly like th---”

“Hey, hey. Just stop, okay?” Sunwoo hushes your words when you begin to downgrade yourself, “Don’t say those things. You’re beautiful, bubs.” He tries to steal a kiss from your lips but you shake your head and push your face backwards, “Hey…”

“No, don’t kiss me. I'm disgusting right now.” You managed to say between your sobs. You couldn’t face your husband anymore in shame that you couldn’t take care of yourself for the whole week. Everything seemed to have the worst timing. You just wanted to make sure you could at least be there for Sunwoo when he opened the front door as he got through his first week of promotion yet not even halfway through the week, it was obvious that Sunwoo has done more reassuring than getting reassurance, “Don’t leave me…”

Your heartbreaking tone made Sunwoo's heartbreak, “I promise I won’t.” He whispers with a sad smile. He’s heard this a couple of times recently but he promised himself and to you that he will always remind you that he’ll always be by your side, just like he promised a year ago on your wedding day, “Bubs, I’m right here for you. You can lean on me okay?” You clenched your fist at the understanding words, though you still felt so frustrated with yourself. Sensing this, Sunwoo rests both his hands on yours, moving his thumb over your palm to hopefully soothe your nerves, “I…should have called you. I’m sorry I’m late today.”

“Don’t be…” You shake your head, and finally meet your husband’s eyes who looks to be relaxed even though he’s also nervous inside, “Was everything okay today?”

“It was more than alright.” Sunwoo bites his bottom lip, crushing himself out internally to not rush home even faster when he left work today. He tried to hide his thoughts but his hands on top of you betrayed him.

“Sunwoo…what’s wrong?”

“It’s just that---” Sunwoo sighs out exasperatedly at his past actions, taking one hand away to sweep his hair backwards, “I just should have come home earlier. I finished work early today but I decided to go to the shops for a while.”

“Hey, don’t blame yourself.” You reassured him for the first time in the whole week (that’s what you felt at least), bringing your hands to cup his face gently, “Did you get whatever it was that you wanted?”

“I…” Sunwoo shook his head, closing his eyes frustratingly, “I did but I would have come home earlier if I knew you were like this.” Suddenly, he took out his phone from his pocket, scanning the call log history and not once a single missed call came from you, “Where’s your phone by the way? Why didn’t you call me with your watch?”

“Phone is in the kitchen. And my watch…” You answered guiltily. You had a feeling where this conversation would go as it did many times in the past.

There were too many occurrences before this one when Sunwoo would come home with you in this state, sometimes better than this, unfortunately, more times worse than this. When Sunwoo realised that this wasn’t going to be an easy thing to predict and prepare, he got you a smartwatch that allows you to call him.

Never once had you used it.

How could you when you felt like the worst person ever to be burdening him with this? You should be able to do this alone. All the mothers on the internet did. All those single mothers probably did this all alone too. So you should be able to do this too?

“We talked about this.” Sunwoo said sternly, his eyebrows furrowed. He puts both of your hands away from his face to your lap, tapping on your watch on your wrist and calling his phone to make sure the dial still works. Sure enough, his own phone rings along with your saved name on his phone and his personalised ringtone for his wife, “Bubs…”

You shook your head, “I-I just can’t…not when you’re so busy with work and feeling tired.”

“Bubs.” Sunwoo’s voice shook and before saying anything else, he rested his forehead on your hands, taking deep breaths as he calmed himself down, “In sickness and in health right?” He continued his words as he looked back up with a tear rolling down his face. You whimper at the sight, your heart swelling as you can feel the love that he holds for you in his eyes.

“I-I know but sti---”

“Pregnancy is not supposed to be tackled alone like this.” Sunwoo shook his head, pressing a kiss with his plump lips on your forehead, “Someone is supposed to support you, hold you, and make sure you and the baby are safe and sound. I can’t be that someone if you don’t tell me, you know?” He reminded you once again, being the utmost patient with you as you wrap your arms around his neck and he holds the sides of your waist.

“Sunwoo…”

“Call me next time, please? You’re not a burden. Not to me. Never to me.” Sunwoo cups the side of your face with his palm and with a genuine smile that finally reaches his eyes, Sunwoo leans down to give you a soft peck on the lips despite your pout and complains after, “You’re beautiful, sweetheart. I love you so much.”

It was such a simple statement from your husband yet you felt your whole body relax at the genuine reassurance from the one person that you love the most in this world. Even though your eyes were still leaving tears down your face, Sunwoo looked at you with the most heartwarming gaze in the whole world, smiling with that box smile of his when you finally managed to let out a small smile, “I love you so much, Kim Sunwoo.”

“Now.” Sunwoo leans away to stand up slowly before kneeling back down again but this time with his back facing you, “Hop on! I bet you’ll be happy with what I got you.”

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hcuyk · 8 months ago

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

[4:01AM]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“We sleep together.”

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

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

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

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

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

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monsterboyfriend · 4 months ago

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

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

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

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#you're lucky i match your freak anon lmao #iwtv #interview with the vampire #amc iwtv #autumn brown #jacob anderson #eric bogosian #this too is #danlou #louis de pointe du lac #daniel molloy #11:50 in the video in case timestamp dont work

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lixiesfreckless · 8 months ago

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9:42 am

Bae Jacob

‧⋆ ✧˚₊‧⋆. ✧˚₊‧⋆‧

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#jacob #the boyz #jacob the boyz #the boyz fanfic #jacob imagines #timestamp #the boyz ff #bae joonyoung

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ofwrxth · 10 months ago

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+ JACOB / ARMORY / JAN. 2

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

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

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

#nora.#nora x jacob 004.#timestamp 002.

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sungbeam · 2 years ago

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[𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠]

nonidol!jacob bae x gn!reader

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

tbz m.list // kitchen table collection coming soon

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#kflixnet #the boyz x reader #jacob bae x reader #bae joonyoung x reader #the boyz scenario #the boyz drabble #the boyz fluff #the boyz imagines #the boyz timestamp #jacob bae imagines #jacob bae scenarios #jacob bae drabbles #jacob bae fluff

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ambivartence · 5 months ago

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back to my old url & drawing again :)

#my art #wip #jacob #the boyz #i'll still try to make some woonhak gifs when i have time #i still have a lot of timestamps from their ewf/slgsts promos :')#but it's almost cobie day so i wanted to do something for him^^ since i dont draw him /that/ often #(siyuan u dont draw anyone often) i-

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jack-kellys · 1 year ago

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it fits just right!

#idk what came over me i saw the beyoncé uk pics and blacked out #newsies fanart #javey #javid #newsies #newsies art #fizz draws #jack kelly #davey jacobs #david jacobs #not my best work. hence post-7:30pm est timestamp

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slytherinshua · 9 months ago

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TEXTS WITH BOYFRIEND JACOB

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

↳ tbz taglist: @eternalgyu,, @cyberpunksunwoo,, @cosmicwintr,, @weird-bookworm,, @haecien

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rapha-reads · 2 months ago

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IWTV rewatch

(spoilers for the whole show and the books)

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

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

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

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

[Louis] "Go away."

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

[Louis] "Claudia!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Louis] "Yes."

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

[Louis] "I do, I do."

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

[Louis] "Stop!"

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

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

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

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

[Louis] "I'm sorry."

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

[Claudia] "Trucks!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Daniel] "In total agreement."

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

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

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

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

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

[Armand] "Still don't."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Louis] "Hello, grudge!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

season 1 masterpost

part 1 | part 3 | part 4

#welp that got a little personal a few times sorry about that - folkore and languages are two of the things that'll get me going fast #interview with the vampire #iwtv #iwtv amc #amc iwtv #iwtv s2 #iwtv rewatch #what can the damned really say to the damned #louis de pointe du lac #the vampire armand #daniel molloy #dreamstat #claudia de pointe du lac #rapha talks #rapha writes #rapha watches shows

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SYNOPSIS : changmin loves you. the happier ending to kidult

PAIRING : daycareworker!changmin x genderneutral!reader

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

WARNINGS : mentions of car accident and child neglect

TEASER WORD COUNT : 329

ESTIMATED WORD COUNT : 7-10k

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

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

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

K. COLLECTION [J.CM] ONE | TWO

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

“What the hell do you even want?”

“I want to talk to you.”

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

“I tried!”

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

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

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

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

“Y/N—”

“-mauled by a bear?”

“I can explain-”

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

“I knew you’d be there for me.”

“I missed you, I needed you-”

“I know.”

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

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

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

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

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verosvault · 4 months ago

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🚨SPOILERS FOR NEVER STOP BLOWING UP EPISODE 1🚨

Dimension20 "Never Stop Blowing Up"

Episode 1 "Be Kind, Rewind"

Timestamp: 1:41:58

Video Length: 2min. & 21sec.

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

Usha: "Hello?"

Brennan: "He says"

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

Usha: "Heyyyy!"

Brennan: *laughs*

Ally: "This incel. Heyyy!"

Brennan: "He says,"

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

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

Brennan: *laughs*

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

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

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

Man: "What?"

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

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

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

Brennan: *laughs*

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

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

Brennan: "Give me a DC10 Tech check."

Rekha: "One."

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

Usha: "This is huge!"

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

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

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

Brennan: "You hear,"

Man: "G13! G13! Oh no!"

Brennan: *mimics gunfire*

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

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

Brennan: "And we cut from-"

Jacob: "Real MacGruber."

Brennan: "Real MacGru-" *laughs*

Usha: "Did it work?"

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

Usha: "Did you get your download?"

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

#dimension 20 #dimension20 #blog #never stop blowing up #NSBU #be kind rewind #Never Stop Blowing Up Be Kind Rewind #Never Stop Blowing Up Episode 1 #NSBU Ep 1 #Never Stop Blowing Up Scene #NSBU Scene #dimension20 scene #queue #Usha #Usha Rao #G13 #rekha shankar #Rekha

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