An hour later, his blood warm with drink, he heated up a bowl of real rice and fake beans—yeast and fungus could mimic anything if you had enough whiskey first—opened the door of his hole, and ate dinner looking out at the traffic gently curving by. [...] The blue ceiling glowed in its reflected light, unchanging, static, reassuring. A sparrow fluttered down the tunnel, hovering in a way that Havelock assured him they couldn't on Earth. Miller threw it a fake bean.
—Leviathan Wakes, by James S. A. Corey
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Had to draw Miller with his pet nuke to match my WIP Julie shaker 🤭
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A while back some of the actors made playlists for their characters on Spotify. Link in case you’re interested!
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Patron saint of lost causes. I’m all choked up.
THE EXPANSE | 1X03 - Remember the Cant
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it's surprising how little of the The Expanse fandom is on tumblr. I'd like to think Joe Miller is the platonic ideal of a tumblr sexyman
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If you like loser cops (Harry DuBois) but also science fiction then may I tangentially recommend The Expanse?
Cause Detective Miller is pretty high on the loser cop scale, to the point where he was even deceived by his own division into thinking he was useful when they were actually just handing shit off to him to keep him out of the way. But in his past, he was good, he was really fucking good at his job. You just meet him at his lowest. And uh. He goes lower from there, baby!
He even has a hat:
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Anyway I love him and you should love him, too.
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The Expanse (2015-2022) Mark Fergus & Hawk Ostby.
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good news: the expanse is pretty great
bad news: there is an old man
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"I'm afraid," she said.
"Don't be," he said.
"I don't know what's going to happen," she said.
"No one ever does. And, look, you don't have to do this alone," he said.
"I can feel something in the back of my mind. It wants something I don't understand. It's so big."
Reflexively, he kissed the back of her hand. There was an ache starting deep in his belly. A sense of illness. A moment's nausea. The first pangs of his transformation into Eros.
"Don't worry," he said. "We're gonna be fine."
--Leviathan Wakes, by James S. A. Corey
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