#They live in a computer?

[yessfordor]

i drew James and juno ms paint style :3

(Oh ya, James, like most my ocs, You haven’t seen on my blog before, but I’ve had this oc for a little while)

They are enemies ok I repeat enemies <- THAT IS TARGETED TO CERTAIN FRIENDS...... hmhmhm (;;;*_*)

[whatkindofnameisella]

can you believe that we have fanfiction. that we have websites dedicated to fanfiction. that there is a place that you can go and read tens, hundreds, thousands and thousands of pieces of writing that strangers have made. people who are not "writers". people who come home at the end of the day and have feelings and say, i am going to put that into words. i am going to share those words. short, long, sweet, sad, horny, funny, wonderful words. we are all just human and we all love to make and remake and share that with others. can you believe that.

[skecherss]

you know when little kids get spooked and they just start clamberin

[bananonbinary]

for ages i thought i didnt like drag because of internalized homophobia but it turned out i just don't like bright lights and loud music and really visually complicated things

spd is homophobic i guess is what im saying

[brosif40]

MINECRAFT LIVE IS DRIVING ME WILD I'M

💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

I can't believe they're adding shaders to VANILLA MINECRAFT, they're adding it to bedrock edition first in some months !! It's called Vibrant Visuals as you can see in my screenshots

AND the next drops first feature is the Dried Ghast, which can be found near bone structures in the Soul Sand Valleys inside the Nether. It can be picked up and taken to the over world, where you can place it in water and after some time will become a Ghastling!

And when you feed it snowballs it becomes the Happy Ghast, finally a Ghast we can ride! I'm so excited for this silly guy!!!!!! It will be out when the drops snapshots start releasing

Always wanted to see baby ghasts in the game ever since the Twilight Forest mod, so I'm so happy to see it become a reality

IM SO EXCITED

[hellokittyml]

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[theribbajack]

"Now, the vow will be honoured, and my Lord brother's soul will return."

Radahn stans keep winning, but I personally am in Miyazaki's walls rn

[fluffyhellspawn]

woe, p.AI.nter be upon ye....

he will NOT leave my head. get it out.

[otterlyart]

Local man has the second worst day of his life.

[driftingballoons]

Menace machine

But actions have consequences — by the power of salt and sage, I banish thee back to the spirit realm

[sad-leon]

So some of y'all need to go touch some grass and learn that brotherly affection can include forhead and cheek kisses without it being gross

I like to imagine Leo is very affectionate, but when his brothers show him affection, he freezes up. Especially after the invasion, he fucking cries when his brothers show him affection wihtout him needing to "earn it" or anything like that

[lunarsanctuary]

i rewatched space odyssey. very normal :)

[good0eye0sniper]

Okay I have some more comprehensive thoughts about Rapport now that I've slept on it...

- first thought is ART is a bit fucking scary!! I find it so fascinating how the difference in perspective to a third person/NOT MB (who can give a lot of insider information as another MI) lets us really see from a human perspective what Peri can do. Its ability to manipulate conversation and emotion is VERY advanced and the type of skynet shit I love because it's unsettling. Uncanny if you will.

I think the reason I've never gotten that feeling about Peri/ART before is partly because MB doesn't really care for or notice the intricacies of human interactions to the same degree. So its narration either wouldn't pick up on or wouldn't comment on ARTs practically dancing through human social cues to get its way. And partly of course because this spaceship is PINING and acting a fool about it.

- This brings me to observation #2 which is holy shit dude this spaceship is down so bad..."I met someone who taught me about trauma" and designing the deflector vests and learning about system infiltration and the drones and and and!!! Love as change and blah blah blah but it's so special to me their explicitly ace/qpr adjacent relationship being seen as so formative and important from both sides.

- IRIS. Iris is like the equivalent of a lion tamer for the giant eerily capable force that is also her sibling. If she was not there are Martyn and Seth equally capable of cutting through Peri's bullshit and seeing its emotions? If not I feel the relationship it would have with the crew overall would be less familiar and trusting. This novelette did an amazing job making me understand why she is Peri's favorite and why their relationship is so special. She is incredibly talented at infiltration and manipulation and it's clear she and Peri have developed that skill together. Girl is sharp as a tack and I appreciate her more than ever!

- Martha Wells the author that you are. I am consistently amazed by the humanity she can bring to very inhuman concepts and this shows she can also do the opposite. We got to see so much more of interpersonal interactions between the Perihelion crew members that are usually glossed over (MB doesn't particularly care to describe them I fear). I am impressed with how concisely and neatly she managed to convey this information in such a different POV than most of the series and how well it fits with the information we already have. Hats off to her fr

I think that's all for now but wow I definitely am having an emotion about that one. Imagine when the next full novel comes out I'll be intolerable.

[androdragynous]

should not have let movie companies get away with calling something mostly or entirely 3D animated "live action" just because it's realistically textured. they don't even have sets.

[the-sword-lesbian]

There’s a Valkyrie in my repair bay…

“In” is a sort of operative word here, because the only parts “inside” are the crown and 60% of the torso. The legs and three of remaining wings are hanging out clear into the scrapyard. And the fourth wing is still sitting in the crash site half a mile down the hill.

If a drone or any Colonial Empire ships pass over they’ll spot her. And then she’s done for. And my entire family probably will be too.

But we couldn’t just leave her out there.

After we got the Valkyrie towed 'inside', a process that took all three of our heavy loaders and the skifftruck, some of the uncles went to work with the arc cutters on the crown. We figured after being down for three hours now if the pilot still hadn't ejected already something must be really wrong, so we set ourselves to the task of getting them out.

"Ay cousins!" one of the uncles shouted. "Get a chain over here and we can pull this cut plate out!"

Theresa tossed a coil and hooked it on to the crane while I threw it up the scaffold to uncle Rica.

"Estra," they said after catching the chain. "Come up here and help us get this thing open."

I took off up the rails of the scaffold, right as the crane started pulling at the plate.

"Alright take it up Theresa!" uncle Ortega called out.

The slack pulled out of the chain and there was a heavy groaning noise on both ends before the cutout of the plate snapped loose and flew past our heads.

We waited for a moment in silence to see if someone was gonna crawl out or something. "Hello!" Uncle Theo shouted towards the hole in the Valkyrie's crown "We're from Claret Family Salvage, "he continued. "We towed you out of the desert and we're just looking to make sure you're alright yeah?" Another prolonged minute of no response before he passed me a torch. "Hey Estra, take a look inside, Goddess knows I'm too fat to squeeze in that hole," he added the last part with a chuckle.

I laughed in return before taking the light from him and sticking my head down in the gap. The inside wasn't particularly large, no bigger than my bunk honestly. I didn't see any panels or controls or even a chair to sit on. Which should have struck me as odd at the time but I guess I must have glossed over it. Half of the space was taken up by a large, bulbous looking sack of some sort. But I saw no people, living or otherwise. I pulled my head back out of the hole. "Get that chain over here, and some drop lights. I'm going down in there."

Five minutes later cousin Martine and I were inside the crown, a few drop lights hung on the walls.

"So... where is the pilot?" Martine asked.

"You're the mech fanboy," I replied. "You tell me."

"I dunno man, there's no controls or anything in here," He said. "What's this thing?" He pointed at the sack.

It was attached to the ceiling and part of the back wall of the crown, up close I could see a reinforced, rubbery green texture to it that almost looked like it was... sweating?

"Condensation maybe?" Martine asks, gesturing to the wet sheen of it.

I reached up to run my hand across it and a small zap of static arced from my fingers to the sack, and the whole thing suddenly convulsed violently.

"Fuck!" Martine shouted as we both jumped back. "Goddess, what the fuck is that?"

I had a hunch and I didn't like it. Nerves twisted in my stomach as I stepped towards it. I raised my torch up and after a moment's hesitation I pressed the bezzle into the rubbery material, the whole thing lit up like a sickly green lamp and I gasped in horror as I made out the humanoid shadow inside it. Without thinking I pulled the knife off my harness and drove it into the material as shallowly as I could before running it across the bag. As soon as it opened this viscous gel, thicker than oil poured out all over the floor, followed immediately by a mass of cables and a mostly naked human body.

"Estra what the fuck??" Martine shouted again.

"Get the doctors!" I shouted up to the uncles before kneeling next to the body. "Martine help me get these cables untangled from them."

He knelt down on the other side and started tracing the various tube with his hands, trying to get them loose. I put the fact that they looked borderline emaciated out of my mind while I started looking over the only thing resembling a piece of clothing or armor which was the visorless, full helmet fully incasing their head, with more cables coming out of it, I could see some fasteners on the side of it and went to go undo them before Martine spoke up again. "Estra," he said shakily, a pale horror in his voice. "Look..."

I looked over to where he was holding his light to see one of the cables he'd traced and where it ran straight into the pilot's spine. "What the fuck..." I mumbled looking at the series of other connectors coming off the length of their boney spine. I quickly began looking over the pilot before I noticed something on their arm. I pulled my light over it to see a tattoo in bold back lettering.

VALKYRIE CORE MODULE NO. 7723

"Martine..." I said feeling sick. "It's not a pilot..."

"What do you mean they're not a pilot?!?" He shouted, equal parts fear and confusion.

"It's part of the machine," I said following the cables up into the bag and straight into the machinery of the mech beyond that. I looked him in the eyes. "The Empire turned people into computers to run their war machines..."