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She-Predator by Shahir Shakir

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maggie lin receiving an invitation to sydney katz’s wedding to a guy she met ten weeks ago after sydney kissed her in the call room yesterday:

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are you jealous by chance, Charlie?

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Eavesdrop!

"... weirdest fucking human last night."

"Yeah?"

"So I'm just working, right, but I'm a bit hungry and haven't hunted yet so I go down the street, right, and there's this group of people coming out of this karaoke club. This one human's fiddling with her bag and lets the others go ahead so I'm like, okay, great, I have lunch now. But you know, it's always risky to approach the ones that present as female because -- "

"Yeah, I know, if you breathe on the other side of the road they'll know about it. I usually go for men for the same reason, they think they're safe. In most places anyway, ever tried hunting in the East End in the '60s? Even the men were super jumpy because they were always shanking each other."

"Dude, weren't you Embraced in 1974?"

"Yeah, but my sire told me stories. I was one of those jumpy humans. You could barely set foot outside your door after dark without getting mugged. I wore a turban back then though, so I didn't get bothered much, only by the idiots who didn't know what a kirpan was."

"Anyway. So she sees me approaching, right, and she's on her guard and I'm like, don't worry dude, I'm just a hungry vampire."

"Sullivan. The fuck?"

"It's this thing Evie started doing to fuck with the kine, just to see what they say. She only ever does it around me so I can sigh loudly and Dominate them into forgetting about it afterwards but uh, I also started doing it sometimes just for the lols."

"For the what?"

"Evie says that too, it means for one's own amusement. Can't you actually use a smartphone? How do you not know what that means? You've never been on social media?"

"Weren't you lecturing me about 'spiritual self harm' last week?"

"Shut the fuck up. So anyway, she plays along. A lot of them do. Asks to see my fangs. I show her. Asks me what fucking clan I am."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, she's played fucking Bloodlines. Matthew Dawkins has a lot to answer for, no wonder he's on that fucking Red List."

"Isn't that the alter ego of -- "

"Yeah, that guy. No wonder nobody's been able to bump him off yet. You try telling a Methuselah he can't just fucking violate the Masquerade like that by making a literal fucking game out of it."

"He didn't make it, he just -- "

"No, no, he did, Matthew Dawkins is just his latest cover."

"Oh! Right, I forgot. Feels like it only came out and made the Camarilla shit themselves like... six months ago."

"Bram Stoker, eat your fucking heart out. Anyway the human's pretty excited about how good my 'Lasombra cosplay' is because I'm all in black and the shadows are spooky and shit so I'm like, thinking, right. I'm behind my monthly quota and you know what Amicia's like when I don't hit it."

"So is this, like, the monthly-monthly quota or the monthly quota where she sneakily tries to bump it up, you call her out on her shit, and she brings it back down and doesn't give a fuck you didn't actually hit it so long as you hit the normal one?"

"Oh, it's the former."

"Oh, so you must be in a lot of trouble, then."

"Yeah, so like, I'm still hungry but I've got this human eating out of the palm of my hand and I still need some blood bags. She's not as jumpy now that she knows I'm a cosplaying weirdo instead of a sexual predator weirdo, but I still gotta lure her into the van."

"Yeah, I noticed the graffiti -- "

"Yeah, that wasn't Evie this time, I woke up and it was there. So anyway I decide fuck it, may as well go the whole nine yards, so I'm like 'hey can I steal your blood.'"

"How'd she take that?"

"She corrected me and said it's not stealing if I have her consent. So I'm like, okay, so do I have your consent to steal your blood? And she's like. No. that's not -- actually never mind, how are you going to take it? And I'm like well I have this whole set up in this van here. And she's like the one with 'free candy' written on the side? and I'm like. yeah. the one with 'free candy' written on the side. the kids these days think they're so funny."

"How many times has Evie -- "

"Eighteen, but nine of them were actually hallucinations because she was too lazy to get some more spraypaint so I don't think it counts. But like I said it wasn't Evie this time. So anyway, that graffiti ended up saving my ass here because I'm sure she'd have run screaming if it was a normal creepy van but because someone 'lampshaded the creepiness,' as she said, she hung around instead. I showed her my setup. She was like 'cool, sure, go ahead.'"

"She wasn't worried you'd chloroform her after?"

"Pretty sure she was going along with this for the lols. She seemed to think I was harmless. Or at least, she gave off the impression she did. To be honest it might've been a fawn response, but yeah, I had her in the van hooked up and giving blood. She tried to tell me off for not sanitising her arm but I just Dominated her into thinking I'd done it so no harm done. So yeah, got the blood, Dominated her into forgetting it and sent her on her way. Wish they were all as cooperative as that! I'd be way fucking less traumatised."

A snort. "Did you at least give her a cookie? The humans do that."

"She asked if I had any. I said no, I only have chewable iron tablets."

"You give the humans iron tablets when you're done?"

"No, but Jane has a stock for when I'm out in rural bumfuck nowhere and need to feed off her exclusively for a while. Anyway. Now there's a weirdass human who's got a bottle of chewable iron tablets in her bag and she has no idea how it got there. I think Evie would be proud."

"So you do give out free candy, huh?"

"Nah, she paid for it in blood."

"Yeah, that's... yeah that's true. Damn, and I thought I was being so witty."

"Har har har. Fucking smartarse Ravnos."

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Shahir Hamza will always be the GOAT autistic doctor in a television series because the writers made it through 5 seasons without giving him the mandatory meltdown scene

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Since I'm one episode away from finishing Saving Hope, here's some of my thoughts (I will edit this post tomorrow)

! Warning: Long post !

- 1st impressions:

I thought having a storyline of a doctor talking with ghosts was weird at first...

But my curiousity got the best of me and I started liking the show

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- The Charapters:

• Charlie Harris (The main charpater): I love him sm, he's definitly one of my favorites, his style reminds me of Conrad Hawkins (The Resident), I loved how he tries to help the ghosts.

• Alex Reid (The 2nd main charpater): I love her sm and I feel so bad for her😭, in just 5 seasons she lost her brother, colley, mother and husband.

She might be a little annoying sometimes, but she's fine overall

• Joel Goran (The fan favorite): For some reason, he reminds me of Douxie Casperan (Tales of Arcadia), but I love him sm too, its sad that he had to die on "All the pretty horses" (Last ep from S3)

• Maggie Lin: LOVE LOVE LOVE HER SO MUCHH💗🫶🏻! I loved her smm on S3 (S3 Maggie on top>>) She might had left on S5, but hey! She's happy with her gf (Sydney)

• Sydney Katz: Sydney ily but how many times you had to left😭, but I love her sm too!

She might had left for the hundred time, but hey! At least this time she's with her gf (Maggie)

Lintz defender since 2023 :3

• Dawn Bell: I feel like this will be contervercial... But... I liked Dawn

I do admit...I didn't rlly loved her on the 1st seasons. But her charapters develoment was amazing! (Dawn pls take a break)

• Zack Miller: Another charpater that deserves better. But he's a decent charapter, I feel bad for him on "All the pretty horses" after witness Joel's death (Him and Joel were friends)

• Shahir Hamza: ONE OF MY FAVORITES!! Has a autistic person, I loved how it was well protacted and respresented during the show!

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- Extras charapters:

• Wayne Sharp: He deserved more screentime. But he's a nice charapter

• Jackson: I love his humor, he didn't had alot of screentime, but during it, he was iconic

• Jeremy Bishop: Probably another fan favorite, he didn't had much screentime, but hey, him and Charlie were friends and I loved that

• Dana Kinney: MY GIRLL!! I loved her so much! She deserved so much better, her and Alex are a inseperable bond>>>

• Cassie Williams: Her charapter develoment>>>, in the last seasons she was amazing!! I loved her energy so much!

Sad to see her go, but at least she's working with her idol

• Dev Sekara: Another charpater who had a incredible develoment, him and Cassie were so cute togheter!

• Asha Mirani: She didn't had alot of screentime, but she deserved so much better, I feel so bad to her

I have nothing to say much about hed since she left during S4

• Kristine Fields (Another ghost speaker): At 1st she was fine...But after her incident she started to be a little annoying and even she went to the point to haunt Charlie during her sugery😭

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Series Finale / Final thoughts:

Just finished watching "First and Last".

When I said that Jackson deserves more screentime... THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT

You might think its getting worst? It does, when they all waiting for Jackson, a huge acident happend. And just like the description of "Hope Never Dies"... "They can't safe everyone"

I. AM. NOT. READY FOR THE FINALE

Finished "Hope Never Dies". I cried at the end of the episode

Charlie's gone, gone in his own series. The series started with him in a coma, ended with him brain dead.

Alex deserves so much better, I feel bad for her...

The hole episode reminds me from "The Long and Winding Road" - The Resident: S5, ep 3 (Trust me, I'm still in denial with that episode after a year ago), but a little bit more extreme...

Overwall, I loved the show sm!! Its sad it didn't got another season but I enjoyed watching it

Let me know what you think about this!

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Parudeesa / Bheeshma Parvam / Sushin Shyam / Malayalam

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🚨 Movie Review Alert! 🚨 🎬 Machante Malakha attempts to tell a love story but ends up stuck in the past with outdated themes and regressive gender portrayals. Weak storytelling, uninspired performances, and a misguided narrative make this one a tough watch. #MachanteMalakha #MovieReview #MalayalamCinema #FilmCritique

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Rajinikanth displays authority as Deva in the new poster for Lokesh Kanagaraj's Coolie, see photo.

Rajinikanth is about to go on an exciting new voyage in filmmaker Lokesh Kanagaraj's forthcoming flick, Coolie. The project, which has garnered a lot of buzz since its introduction, promises to reveal the superstar in a previously unseen role. Kanagaraj has launched a stunning character poster featuring Rajinikanth as Deva, the film's primary role.

The poster depicts the superstar in a scary, raucous attitude, gripping an arm badge bearing the number 1421. The concentrated look and threatening attitude indicate a complicated and powerful character, implying that Deva is a force to be reckoned with. Kanagaraj praised Rajinikanth's portrayal, writing on social media: "Superstar @rajinikanth sir as #Deva in #Coolie. Thank you so much, @rajinikanth sir. "It'll be a great time."

Coolie features an impressive ensemble cast, including Telugu superstar Nagarjuna, Kannada actor Upendra, Shruti Haasan, Sathyaraj, and Soubin Shahir.

Kanagaraj has gradually revealed the film's characters, giving posters and information about their roles. Shruti Haasan will play Preethi, Nagarjuna as Simon, Soubin Shahir as Dayal, and Sathyaraj as Rajasekhar. There has been speculation that star Aamir Khan may join the ensemble for a special cameo. Sun Pictures is producing Coolie, and Anirudh Ravichander composed the musical composition. The film is scheduled to hit theaters in the second half of 2025.

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Manjummel Boys Review - Seamlessly Melds Slice-of-Life Start with Survival Thrills

A group of friends embark on a small trip to Kodaikanal, however, tragedy strikes when one of them falls into a dark, endless pit at a tourist spot called Guna Caves in "Manjummel Boys"

⭐⭐⭐⭐ Rating: 3.5 out of 5. Sneha Jaiswal (Twitter | Instagram) Plot overview: A group of friends who live in Manjummel, a locality in Kerala’s Ernakulam district, embark on a small trip to Kodaikanal. Tragedy strikes when one of them falls into a dark, endless pit at a tourist spot called Guna Caves. Written and directed by Chidambaram, the 2024 film “Manjummel Boys” is based on a true story…

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Manjummel Boys Global Box Office Collection Day 3: Directed and written by Chidambaram S. Poduval, the Malayalam survival thriller “Manjummel Boys” hit theaters on February 22, featuring Soubin Shahir, Sreenath Bhasi, Balu Varghese, Ganapathi S. Poduval, Lal Jr., and others. According to the market tracker sacnilk.com, the film garnered ₹ 6.55 Cr net in India within the first two days.…

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Dulquer Salmaan, Aishwarya Lekshmi, Soubin Shahir, Ritika Singh, Anikha Surendran, Nyla Usha, Chemban Vinod Jose, Prasanna, Md. Nadim Mostofa Jibon, Govind Krishna, Saran Shakthi, Gokul Suresh, Sudhi Koppa, Shantikrishna, Shammi

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high quality reaction images here

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Moar on Zain:

So Zain's parents had two different religions -- his father was Muslim and his mother was Sikh. He was very close to both parents so was never comfortable "picking a side". In some circles he's known as Zain al-Shahir bin Zakariya, but in others he's known as Zain Singh. When he married he married a Sikh woman so he was more widely known as Singh, but still used al-Shahir bin Zakariya at times. He always felt like a bad Sikh because he couldn't really commit fully to it and felt torn between two worlds.

It got worse after his Embrace, he felt like just by existing he was an abomination, so he cuts his beard every night when he wakes up because he already exists as a vampire, so what's one more sin? (Sullivan refers to it as "spiritual self harm." He ignores him and does it anyway.)

But every now and then when his travels take him through a major city. When he's in a major city he tends to get back to his Sikh roots and keeps his beard and puts his turban back on.

He once ran into Sullivan in NYC like this. Sullivan didn't recognise him because of the beard so Zain basically switched to an Indian accent and fucked with him all night. "You do not recognise me?? your oldest friend?? how could you???" Sullivan was This Close to throwing him through a window with shadow tentacles.

"Who are you?"

"I am Mister Singh, you idiot! How can you not remember me???"

"I have no idea who you are!"

"After everything I did for you! I'm going to tell everyone that Sullivan Blackmoore is ungrateful! He betrays his friends! He pretends not to know them!"

"but what did you DO???"

"EVERYTHING, YOU BASTARD! after all I sacrificed for your little blood business you couldn't even put a good word in to Amicia for me! I went up to Seattle and she was like 'who the hell are you' and I was BETRAYED."

This happens several times before Zain ends up inviting him back to his temporary haven for whatever reason and just goes "hey do you want some blood or something?" in his normal voice and Sullivan almost yeets him out the fucking wnidow.

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She's then absolutely yelling to Zain about it because 'I FOUND ANOTHER ONE!!!'

Evie meets Kali, clocks her as a baby Ravnos and immediately decides that she needs to fuck with her on principle

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Part 1: Quest: Unfinished (Might Continue Will Have to see based on feedback)

The bodies of the slain beasts lay scattered across the forest clearing, their twisted forms frozen solid beneath jagged frost, shimmering in the pale moonlight.

Veyra stood over them, arms crossed, jaw tight. She nudged one of the corpses with her boot. The ice cracked under the force but held firm. Slowly, she turned to Shahir, her gaze sharp enough to cut steel.

"You do realize," she said, voice low, "that we can’t salvage anything if you keep freezing them solid."

Shahir flicked a stray shard of ice from her fingertips, a lazy smirk curling on her lips. "Oh? My apologies, dearest knight. I wasn’t aware you had a passion for elbow-deep monster dissection."

Veyra gritted her teeth, crouching beside one of the beasts. She dug her fingers against the ice-coated fur, trying to pry free a frozen fang. It refused to budge. With an irritated sigh, she stood, rolling her shoulders. "You cast without thinking. No pelts, no trophies, no gold—nothing."

Shahir hummed, stepping closer, just enough to let her breath ghost against Veyra’s cheek. "And yet," she murmured, "somehow, you always let me get away with it."

Veyra turned her glare on her, but Shahir just grinned, all mischief and sharp edges. She reached up, twirling a lock of her own hair, an infuriatingly slow motion.

"You act like this is the first time I’ve left you frustrated," Shahir said, voice dipped in honey.

Veyra’s hands twitched. She exhaled, slow and measured, but her fingers curled into fists at her sides. "That’s not—"

Shahir took another step, chest nearly brushing hers. The cold magic still clung to the air, but the heat between them burned through it, an intoxicating contrast that made Veyra’s pulse hammer.

"I can make it up to you," Shahir purred, fingertips barely ghosting over the hilt of Veyra’s sword before sliding up the leather straps of her armor. "If you can admit what you really want."

Veyra opened her mouth—to argue, to snap back, to maintain some semblance of control—but then Shahir pressed her lips against her jaw, soft but deliberate, and every carefully placed word turned to ash.

It was always like this. Always this pull.

Veyra exhaled sharply, grip tightening at her sides. "You—"

Shahir bit down, just slightly, just enough to pull a strangled sound from her.

And that was all it took.

Veyra surged forward, grabbing fistfuls of Shahir’s cloak and crashing their lips together. The frost armor spell on Shahir’s skin shattered on impact, steam curling in the air as the magic burned away beneath the sheer heat of their bodies pressed together.

Shahir smirked against her mouth, breathless. "So, does this quest have another phase, or do I get to improvise?"

Veyra growled, her grip unrelenting. "Improvise."

The night blurred into heat and desperation—Shahir’s magic still clinging faintly to her skin, leaving frost-kissed trails along Veyra’s collarbone, her shoulders, her chest. It wasn’t until much later, when exhaustion left them tangled together in a mess of limbs and barely-there sheets, that Veyra traced absentminded fingers over the marks Shahir had left behind. Faint traces of frostbite, cold burns where lips and teeth had lingered too long, evidence of just how deep the night had gone.

Shahir, half-lidded with exhaustion but still smug, hummed lazily. "Like my handiwork?"

Veyra scoffed, but the way her fingers skimmed over the marks betrayed her. "...I should make you carry me tomorrow as penance."

Shahir grinned. "Mm, that would require you admitting I’ve worn you out."

Veyra rolled her eyes and pulled her closer instead of answering.

One moment, Shahir was smirking. The next, she was flat against the sheets, pinned down by a force stronger than her magic.

Veyra’s lips crashed against hers, rough, demanding, all restraint shattered like ice beneath a heavy boot.

Shahir gasped into the kiss, then grinned against Veyra’s mouth, all teeth and triumph. "Mmm, finally," she teased, fingers threading into thick, battle-worn hair. "Took you long enough."

Veyra didn’t dignify her with an answer—just deepened the kiss, her hands roaming, tugging at Shahir’s hair with an urgency that sent heat pooling low in Shahir’s stomach.

Shahir, ever the troublemaker, let her magic spark at her fingertips again, sending a cold jolt through Veyra’s skin, trailing frost where her nails scraped.

Veyra shuddered. Then bit back.

Shahir gasped when Veyra’s teeth found her throat, sharp and claiming, and for the first time, it was her turn to shiver.

"Careful," Shahir murmured, breathless. "You leave marks, and I might have to return the favor."

Veyra pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, voice rough. "Try me."

Shahir laughed, delighted, before catching her lips again.

The night melted into heat, into whispers turned gasps turned bitten-off moans. Shahir traced frost along Veyra’s skin, laughing at the way she hissed, at the way the cold burned against fevered flesh.

Veyra left bruises in return, dark and blooming across Shahir’s throat, her shoulders, her hips. When she pulled back, chest heaving, Shahir admired the marks with a satisfied hum.

"Frostbite suits you," she teased, dragging her fingers over a fresh one on Veyra’s collarbone. "Maybe I should leave a few more."

Veyra growled, pushing her back down. "Shut up, Shahir."

The next morning…

The campfire crackled softly in the crisp morning air, the scent of damp earth and woodsmoke mingling in the early dawn. Shahir barely stirred as she felt herself being lifted, strong arms cradling her effortlessly.

She blinked up blearily at Veyra, whose expression held the barest hint of smugness beneath her usual stern facade.

From across the campsite, Olivia raised a brow. "Dare I ask why Veyra is carrying you in her arms?"

Shahir, still breathless and flushed, draped an arm over her face with an exhausted but utterly pleased smirk. "She’s the reason I can’t walk straight."

A beat of silence. Then, Veyra shrugged, entirely unbothered. "She’s not wrong."

The other adventurer, mid-sip of their morning tea, choked violently, their face instantly burning red.

Veyra just kept walking, holding Shahir against her chest like something precious, something hers.

Shahir grinned up at her, fingers tracing absentminded circles against the cool steel of her armor. "I’m starting to think I should freeze more things solid."

Veyra huffed a laugh, adjusting her grip as if she’d never even consider letting go. "I think you just enjoy being put in your place."

Shahir nuzzled into her neck, voice soft, teasing. "Can you blame me?"

Veyra didn’t answer with words, but the way she held her closer, lips ghosting over Shahir’s temple with the faintest reverence, said more than enough.