#a month of traveling was... a lot

[lucabyte]

sometimes everything just sucks real real real bad

[nipuni]

Casanova sketches!

[leahaart]

[chronologically-challenged]

I think that the party's communication issues can be summed up as "man, is it awkward to tell someone that you want to spend the rest of your life with them if you've only know them for a few months? Probably."

[gnomian]

Lost my job today because DOGE shut down Americorps. We were paid $200/week as VOLUNTEERS to help out sponsor organizations, mostly the national parks, food banks, homeless shelters, and VITA (free tax preparation) sites. Dirt cheap labor for solely good causes, and shit almost nobody would be willing to do. And they axed us out of cruelty.

[twilight-deviant]

[Echo 1x05 / Daredevil: Born Again 1x01]

[firstkanaphans]

Khun Dome’s Peaceful Property fic, CH. 3

I would recommend checking out the original Thai version of this chapter once you read the translation as the pictures really do add that extra oomph. 

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

Wed, 25/12 05:31 peach93 & go HOME!

peach93: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Home. No response.]

05:47 peach93 & Suradech Ketmuangrong

peach93: [Phone call to Suradech. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Suradech. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Suradech. No response.] peach93: P’Suradech, what hospital is Home at krap? peach93: [Phone call to Suradech. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Suradech. No response.] peach93: P’Suradech, please answer the phone krap peach93: [Phone call to Suradech. No response.] peach93: [Phone call to Suradech. No response.] peach93: P’Suradech krap! Suradech Ketmuangrong: I’m sorry, Khun Peach Suradech Ketmuangrong: The plane just landed krap peach93: What plane?

07:31 Vimarnsukman Ghost-Hunting Co.

pangx2🍞: huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?????? pangx2🍞: what the hell is going on?!!! pangx2🍞: and where is hia? Lawyer Kan: Khun Suradech filled me in on the details na ka Lawyer Kan: Khun Home is in critical condition ka Lawyer Kan: After we left the party last night, Khun Home had a severe stomachache so Khun Suradech immediately took him to the hospital Lawyer Kan: But the medical team in Thailand assessed the situation and found that they were not skilled enough to handle Khun Home’s case. Lawyer Kan: Therefore, it was necessary to send Khun Home to a different hospital to receive surgery Lawyer Kan: In Paris, France ka pangx2🍞: [gif of a shocked Carrie Bradshaw] pangx2🍞: and what about hia? pangx2🍞: i woke up and he wasn’t here Lawyer Kan: Khun Suradech informed me that Khun Peach is also traveling to France ka pangx2🍞: wait wait wait wait wait pangx2🍞: this is too muchhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

03:13 Paris, France peach93 & go HOME!

go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: ai’peach go HOME!: my surgery’s over go HOME!: there’s no reason for you to fly here

07:24

peach23: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach23: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach23: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach23: Ai’Home, I just landed go HOME!: #BePatientUntilYouLand peach23: [Phone call to Home. No response.] peach23: Pick up the phone!!! go HOME!: [Phone call with Peach lasting 00:14:07] peach23: I’ll call you when I get there go HOME!: travel safe

12:03 Bangkok, Thailand Vimarnsukman Ghost-Hunting Co.

Lawyer Kan: [Picture from a French tabloid of Peach sitting beside Home’s hospital bed with a second picture of a pair of wedding rings inset. The caption is in French.] Lawyer Kan: It seems that Khun Home has made the French news na ka pangx2🍞: wedding rings??? pangx2🍞: what does it say??? Lawyer Kan: “Man Finds Wedding Ring in His Stomach.” Lawyer Kan: Google can translate it for you ka pangx2🍞: [gif of Anger from Inside Out with his head on fire captioned “ME RIGHT NOW”] pangx2🍞: ugh pangx2🍞: i can’t stand this anymoreeeeeee pangx2🍞: hia! p’home! pangx2🍞: are you two secretly dating?!!! pangx2🍞: there i said it pangx2🍞: no answer pangx2🍞: tag me in your answer please ka @ peach93 @ go HOME! go HOME!: [gif of a confused man captioned “WAIT, WHAT?”] peach93: Ha peach93: What the hell are you talking about? pangx2🍞: then what is this? pangx2🍞: home swallowed a wedding ring pangx2🍞: why would there be a wedding ring in his food pangx2🍞: if you weren’t planning to propose peach93: oh my goddddd peach93: no no no go HOME!: now that you mention it… go HOME!: why DID you put a wedding ring in my cake?!!! peach93: 😓😓😓 go HOME!: it’s almost like you intentionally planned for me to eat it Lawyer Kan: I don’t want to know about your personal life Khun Peach na ka Lawyer Kan: But it would be best for you to explain ka peach93: [gif of Sadness from Inside Out crying] go HOME!: don’t try to get out of this by sending gifs. you never send gifs Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup peach93: Fine. I’ll tell you pangx2🍞: [gif of woman putting on glasses as if to examine something closer] peach93: I had my fortune told by Uncle Dome go HOME!: [picture of surprised Pikachu]  go HOME!: since when are you into psychics? peach93: And he said that peach93: This will be an unlucky year for you and me peach93: He said the only way to fix the bad luck was to give a wedding ring to the spirit of my enemy from a past life go HOME!: and i’m the spirit of your enemy from a past life? peach93: You weren’t supposed to swallow it peach93: Clearly it was a mistake to put it in a cake peach93: And forget what kind of person you are. go HOME!: so now this is my fault??? pangx2🍞: my son is a good person Lawyer Kan: I’m more curious about you, Khun Peach ka. What kind of person are you? peach93: I just told you the whole story go HOME!: the story = i went to the hospital = i had to fly to paris for surgery peach93: 😅😅😅 pangx2🍞: the brewing year is real (Translator’s Note: I believe this is a concept in the Chinese Zodiac of a year that brings forth great change, but I’m not entirely sure.) pangx2🍞: the brewing never stops for a fujoshi  Lawyer Kan: Is that what you tell yourself ka? Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup pangx2🍞: but at least p’home is fine so everything is okayyyyyyyyy pangx2🍞: so they can love each other for a very long time 💕💕💕 go HOME!: [gif of Schmidt from “New Girl” pretending to vomit] go HOME!: and who is uncle dome na? go HOME!: why does everybody know him? peach93: he’s the man who asked me to help him exorcise the ghosts at the temple go HOME!: which man? pangx2🍞: the online psychic peach93: The one who took a photo with us at the party last night  pangx2🍞: hmmmmmm pangx2🍞: there were only 5 of us there last night hia  pangx2🍞: look at the picture  pangx2🍞: [Picture from the Secret Santa party of Peach, Home, Kan, Pang, and Suradech posing for the camera. Dome is in the center of the picture.] pangx2🍞: screammmmmmmmmmmmm pangx2🍞: there are 6!!!!!! peach93: Right go HOME!: dude… go HOME!: [Picture of a grave marker for Dome Kannula, born 7 November 1993, died 21 December 2024.] pangx2🍞: screammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm go HOME!: i don’t know what made me pick up my phone and take this picture when we were at the temple… Lawyer Kan: Wait a second na ka Lawyer Kan: So this means

Dome Online Psychic joined to chat pangx2🍞 removed Dome Online Psychic from chat

pangx2🍞: screammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm pangx2🍞: a ghost joined the group!!! Lawyer Kan: That doesn’t make sense, Khun Pang Lawyer Kan: What ghosts have Line ka?

Dome Online Psychic joined to chat Lawyer Kan removed Dome Online Psychic from chat

pangx2🍞: mae kicked the ghost out faster than me na ka Lawyer Kan: This is a company chat ka. We do not accept outsiders here ka

Vimarnsukman Recreation Dome Online Psychic joined to chat Vimarnsukman Ghost-Hunting Co.

pangx2🍞: screammmmmmmmmmmmm pangx2🍞: uncle ghost joined the recreational group chat!!! Lawyer Kan: That’s fine ka. We can accept outsiders there ka pangx2🍞: mae!!! go HOME!: what does he want, ai’peach? go HOME!: he must want something pangx2🍞: [gif of an anime girl shivering in terror] go HOME!: or maybe he’s trying to steal your luck peach93: Why would he be trying to steal my luck? peach93: Have you seen my luck? His life would be a disaster go HOME!: [gif of Mario looking at his phone and getting sad] pangx2🍞: this is no time to flirt ka!!! Lawyer Kan: What should we do, Khun Peach? peach93: We’ll do what our ghost-busting company always does

Vimarnsukman Recreation peach93 removed Dome Online Psychic from chat

pangx2🍞: oh pangx2🍞: hia kicked out the ghost peach93: But now I kind of want to talk to him go HOME!: what do you want to talk to him for? go HOME!: you’ve talked to him enough!

Lawyer Kan invites Dome Online Psychic to chat

Lawyer Kan: I pressed the button to invite him back ka peach93: Errr… peach93: Uncle Dome krup peach93: It’s Peach na krup peach93: Would Uncle Dome like to talk to the group krup? pangx2🍞: 🥶🥶🥶 go HOME!: 😺😺😺 Lawyer Kan: 👍👍👍 peach93: 😃😃😃 peach93: Has Uncle read it yet na? pangx2🍞: it says read by 5  pangx2🍞: who hasn’t read it??? go HOME!: i read it ka Lawyer Kan: I’ve read it ka Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup pangx2🍞: that’s 5 pangx2🍞: uncle hasn’t read it!!! peach93: Well then what should I do? Lawyer Kan: Allow me to tag him @ Dome Online Psychic Dome Online Psychic: Hello, Khun Lawyer Kan. This is the new Line account of Uncle Dome Online Psychic since the old Line account I used for a very long time has disappeared. You can contact the team here na krap. Thank you krap 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 pangx2🍞: screammmmmm he’s here!!!! go HOME!: is that a chat bot? Lawyer Kan: @ Dome Online Psychic I would like to speak directly with Uncle Dome ka. I do not want to speak with the automated message response system ka. 

Dome Online Psychic joined to chat

Dome Online Psychic: What’s up, Nong Noo Kan? Lawyer Kan: Allow me to get right to the point, Khun Uncle Dome Lawyer Kan: Khun Peach has something he would like to ask Khun Uncle Dome ka Dome Online Psychic: What’s up, young man? peach93: Uncle Dome krup Dome Online Psychic: If you want to get married, you should get married Dome Online Psychic: Uncle recommends this year na. The Year of the Dragon Dome Online Psychic: Next year is not an auspicious time peach93: No, Uncle! That’s not what I want to talk about! go HOME!: [gif of confused kitten] Dome Online Psychic: Oh. Then what is it? peach93: Uncle Dome krup peach93: Are you aware that Dome Online Psychic: I’m aways aware pangx2🍞: screammmmmmmmmm pangx2🍞: Uncle Ghost Dome!!! pangx2🍞: why are you haunting us??? pangx2🍞: what does uncle want ka? Dome Online Psychic: I’m here to steal your luck!!!

pangx2🍞 removed Dome Online Psychic from chat Dome Online Psychic joined to chat

Dome Online Psychic: Did you kick me out, Pang? pangx2🍞: screammmmmmmmmm pangx2🍞: i’m sorry kaaaaaaaa Lawyer Kan: Excuse me na ka Lawyer Kan: But is it against the law to steal other peoples’ luck ka? Dome Online Psychic: Why are you asking me? Lawyer Kan: Maybe I should ask your mother ka Dome Online Psychic: That was rude na Lawyer Kan: I’m asking because I really don’t know ka Dome Online Psychic: It can’t be illegal because there has never been a law that mentions psychics before ja Lawyer Kan: I understand ka Lawyer Kan: You may go ahead then ka pangx2🍞: mae!!! Dome Online Psychic: Hahaha Heeheehee go HOME!: uncle dome krup Dome Online Psychic: Krupppp, Khun Home, my child go HOME!: what exactly do you want? go HOME!: do you really want our luck? Dome Online Psychic: No ja peach93: Oh? peach93: Then why haven’t you passed on to the afterlife yet krup? peach93: Is there something keeping you here? Dome Online Psychic: Huh? Dome Online Psychic: What are you talking about ja? go HOME!: [picture of Dome’s grave marker] go HOME!: you’re dead na krup go HOME!: you are so dead Dome Online Psychic: Wait wait wait go HOME!: RIP krup Dome Online Psychic: You misunderstood pangx2🍞: omgggggg pangx2🍞: don’t tell me na ka pangx2🍞: you have a dead twin brother!!!! Dome Online Psychic: You watch a lot of dramas, don’t you na? Lawyer Kan: So what is the truth na ka? peach93: What did we misunderstand, Uncle? Dome Online Psychic: It’s just a strategy to counteract bad luck go HOME!: what???? Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup Dome Online Psychic: You know. Like fighting against fate. Dome Online Psychic: Have you never seen people sleep in a cinema for the same reason? Lawyer Kan: I believe you mean “coffin” ka Dome Online Psychic: No, I meant cinema. Dome Online Psychic: Sleeping in a cinema after eating popcorn Lawyer Kan: If you say so ka go HOME!: [gif of an exasperated man shouting, “THAT’S IT?”] Dome Online Psychic: Yes, that’s it krupppp, Khun Noo, my child. peach93: Then this is all just a misunderstanding krap peach93: Sorry to bother you, Uncle Dome Online Psychic: It’s okay ja pangx2🍞: 555555555555555 pangx2🍞: that was exciting go HOME!: [gif of man laughing hysterically] Lawyer Kan: 🙄🙄🙄 pangx2🍞: [picture from the Secret Santa party with Dome in the middle] pangx2🍞: here’s a souvenir to help ease my embarrassment ka 💖💖💖 peach93: 5555555555

a minute later Suradech Ketmuangrong and Dome Online Psychic

Dome Online Psychic: Uncle Dech krap Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup Dome Online Psychic: When were the photos Noo Pang sent to the group taken na? Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup Dome Online Psychic: Were they taken last night? Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup Dome Online Psychic: But yesterday I was in Chiang Mai na Dome Online Psychic: I haven’t gotten back to Bangkok yet Dome Online Psychic: … Suradech Ketmuangrong: Krup

Wed, 25/12 22:13 Paris, France peach93 & go HOME!

peach93: [Five photos of Home in Paris] go HOME!: [gif of a man saying “THANK YOU”] peach93: No need to thank me peach93: Just give me my pictures now peach93: Don’t post yours until I get mine go HOME!: [picture of Home naked in the bathtub covered in suds] go HOME!: i’m taking a shower right now peach93: 😑😑😑 peach93: Hurry up peach93: I want to upload them peach93: [Screenshot from Home’s Instagram of a picture of him sitting at a French restaurant with the caption “Would you like to have dinner with me?” The picture has 13.4K likes and was posted 1 minute ago.] peach93: I said don’t post anything yet! go HOME!: well I don’t have any pictures good enough for you to post anyway 😥 peach93: Asshole 🤬🤬🤬 go HOME!: [Six photos of Peach in Paris. He’s not wearing glasses in any of them.] [Translator’s Note: Because they are pictures of Tay Tawan] peach93: 🙂 go HOME!: what’s wrong? go HOME!: do you not like your glasses? peach93: I wanted to look handsome go HOME!: ah go HOME!: bless you for trying na peach93: Did you need something from me? go HOME!: forget it go HOME!: i’ll deal with it myself go HOME!: [gif of man giving the camera a salacious smile] peach93: Are you flirting with me? go HOME!: no ja go HOME!: 😏😏😏 peach93: Which room are you showering in? go HOME!: the room upstairs go HOME!: why are you asking? peach93: [mirror selfie of Peach seemingly naked] go HOME!: hey go HOME!: ai’peach go HOME!: don’t you dare go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: ai’peachhhh don’tttttt go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: ai’peach i’m not kidding go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: [Phone call to Peach. No response.] go HOME!: ai’peachhhhhhhhh!!!

go HOME!: [Screenshot from Home’s Instagram of a picture of him and Peach laying together on the grass. “peach93” is tagged on Home’s face. The photo is captioned “Happy Birthday to you 😺.” It has 17.3K likes and was posted 5 months ago.] peach93: [screenshot from Peach’s Instagram of a picture of Home standing in the snow. It is captioned “Live a happy Newwiee life 💓💙.” It has 17.4K likes and was posted 11 months ago.]

The end

Dome Online Psychic: Merry Christmas ja go HOME!: I LOVE EVERY MOMMY

[shadyhouse]

hello!!! i was able to get all my bills paid for this month without overdrafting my bank account, which is amazing 🥹 but my rent is coming up and due on the first, i only have $5 in my bank account but i need $750 to pay rent 😭😭😭 im working my ass off on comms in the coming weeks, if anyone is interested in getting one in the meantime im extremely open! $80 for a single character and $120 for two characters!

and if you cant afford that and just want to throw a few bucks at me that's much appreciated too!!! anything helps at all, anything will help me not be severely overdrafted before my next (very small) paycheck hits on the first of january!

im still on the job hunt and nothing has turned out so far unfortunately :( commissions are my main source of income for the time being since the job market is in shambles

pp: paypal.me/bewearrr

vnm: tobias_leviathan

0/750

[nguyenfinity]

April showers bring May flowers! And Knights!

Editor's note: Listen I'm just gonna need y'all to act like I posted these the month I made them for

Frameless under the cut!!

you would not believe one of my most dreaded things to draw are flowers

[sableprince]

been really struggling with art block but i had to get a couple chants of sennaar doodles out of my brain because it's a lovely game

[sondheim-girly]

I feel like my blog has been lacking in original outsiders posts as of late. Anyways marcia, am I right?

[that-was-anticlimactic]

inspiration's around every corner

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing mocking me like that, huh?” Katsuki growls in his ear.

At first, Kaminari seems so genuinely confused that Katsuki’s grip instinctively loosens. Then he lets out a soft, 'tch' and Katsuki snarls. Something under his skin burns, and it’s uncomfortable and he doesn’t get why, so it must be Kaminari’s fault, and it all leads back to the ‘tch’. So, he pushes him further into the wall.

His reaction must spark realization in Kaminari because he just rolls his eyes with an almost practiced ease, completely unbothered and says, “I’m not mocking you, I have Tourette’s, ya dingus. Remember?”

[or, five times kaminari's tics echo those of his friends (& teacher) & one time he feels comfortable in his skin]

⚡️written as my third fic for tourette's awareness month 2025 and for kaminari's birthday!⚡️

⚡️6,040 words | kaminari denki-centric, 5+1⚡️

click here to read the other fics i've written for ts awareness month the past three years!

[sukibenders]

My girl Edwina finding an eligible match (*cough* a prince *cough*) and living her best life traveling is something I love to see. Like her being a travel girlie with her mans (she's Barbie, he's just Ken) and getting away from all the drama back in London. Kudos to her.

[yujeong]

Time was at a standstill. Vegas was holding his breath without noticing, and continued to hold it when he did - he was afraid of what would happen if he exhaled loudly enough to draw attention to himself. His gaze was shifting between Pete and the man who was standing before them in the doorway, blocking their entrance. Vegas had never seen him before, but even so, he recognized Pete in him enough to know who he was. A dangerous aura surrounded him. There was an edge to his presence that Vegas would only come across people of certain circles. He was a fighter. A muay khao. Pete's father. Shame coursed through Vegas' body, smearing his skin, settling in his lungs, rendering him speechless. I thought he was dead, he wanted to tell Pete if he could. He wanted to scream at him, I thought you killed him. Pete was the one who broke the stillness. As if awakened by something, he took a half-step back and made a motion with his arms, almost raising them to his chest, but not quite. In an instant, Pete reverted into the pet Vegas had been keeping at the safehouse, bound by handcuffs and afraid of his belt hitting flesh and drawing blood. A lump formed in Vegas' throat. "Have you stopped practicing? Your form is off." The uncanny similarities between Pete and his father appearance-wise didn't mean a thing when it came to their voices. Vegas shivered. Was this what Pete would sound like in a few decades? (Were these the condescending words he'd choose to spew? Was Pete going to embody his father? Was Vegas embodying his?) "What are you doing here?" Pete whispered. "They let me out for a few days, so I came here to collect some money. Imagine my surprise when I found out my offspring left the job someone found him worthy enough of doing to... do what exactly? Yaai didn't want to tell me." He crossed his arms, waiting for an answer. Vegas didn't know what he was allowed to say. If he was allowed to say anything at all. "It's none of your business." "I'd say it very much is my business, as well as yaai's business who was dependent on the money you were making being some rich asshole's human shield." A choked sound scratched Vegas' throat. He didn't like getting reminded of Pete being the main family's bodyguard, even though he stopped being one mere months ago. Especially like this. That was the first time Pete's father stopped looking at his son and turned his head to look at Vegas. For a moment, there seemed to be recognition in his eyes. Did he know who Vegas was? Did he care? A snort came out of his mouth. He leaned on the door. "Oh, I see how it is." He laughed, scratched his neck. "I never expected you to whore yourself out for money. Tell me, is it preferable to the path I carved out for you?" Vegas could sense the disgust in his voice. He could also see it on Pete's face. He was too astonished to share it, but not enough to be unable to speak. "Khun, there has been some misunderstanding-" "Don't bother. I can recognize a faggot when I see one." Pete's movements were too fast for Vegas to stop him. A direct jab to the nose; his father fell like a pack of cards, groaning like a wounded animal. Surprisingly, no blood - Pete held back. Vegas didn't know what to think about that. "That was a pathetic attack, even for you." "Get up." "We're not in the ring, son." Pete growled. Vegas could see his hands trembling as he was keeping them in the air, maintaining an offensive stance. "That never stopped you before." "You were too young to understand what I was doing back then. What I was preparing you for." Pete was silent. "The world isn't kind. It'll fuck you over one way or another." He got up, spat on the ground. "You still haven't learned a thing. You're too old to afford being naive." He turned around, and without sparing a look at Pete again, said: "Now get the fuck out of my house." (For @musictooth, whose posts about Pete's father have reignited my passion for this specific concept and for @wretchedamaranth, whose comments on my writing are always lovely and precious ❤️)

[mobydyke]

was going to watch a mediocre james bond movie tonight but then my friend called and we gossiped for 2 hours instead on speakerphone while my mom watched on in alternating horror and excitement. a better night I think

[human-encounters-diary]

Day 15

We are set to arrive on Fendaar in two cycles. As we are currently stuck on the SIIR Noxos, I have concluded that the passages of time that I am free of duties would be best spent continuing to observe the human. The human, on the other hand, seemed to have different plans in that matter, as it took me an unusually long amount of time to locate her.

As I eventually found her, she seemed to be working on one of the control panels in the main control room, so I may excuse her absence with duties she had to attend to. As she saw me, although, she seemed rather…excited (this is obviously mere speculation, as the study of the Terran so far has provided far too little evidence to prove such theories)?

As she rolled out from under the control board and sighted me, her face once again split into a wide opening revealing her horrifying amount of teeth.

"Hey! Dude!", she said, raising to her full height and stepping towards me, still baring her teeth, although I did not recoil, as I did not want to seem impolite. She raised her arms, each pointing into a different direction, away from their connection to the human's body.

"Human Quinn. How are you?"

"Me? I‘m fine, the whole 'wandering around in space' thing just made me throw up, I honestly don‘t know why they insisted on keeping me there for two whole days."

The ends of her fingers, studded with claw-like (rather short and rounded instead of sharp, perhaps they were not meant to function as claws at all, or perhaps the beings on Terra were far different from what I knew, and therefore a shape like this was far more useful to hunt) protuberances, scraped over the back of the connection between her head and her upper body. If I interpreted her facial expression correctly, she seemed to be thinking.

"Maybe I got a light concussion too, I’m not entirely sure. But it's improbable, because I’m fine now."

I decided to focus on one piece of information at a time. "Well, this "throwing up" can certainly not be a healthy nor normal process, otherwise, it would not seem so violently painful and involuntary, would it?"

"Well it‘s not…unnatural, it‘s just something that can happen. And about health, it‘s not unhealthy, it usually helps us to get rid of stuff that is bad for our bodies!", she eludicated, moving one of her arms in a rather random manner.

"The scientists have concluded that this fluid is highly acidic. If this 'stuff' is so harmful to you, wouldn‘t it just dissolve in this fluid before being able to cause any further harm?"

Quinn seemed to think about that. 

"Well, just because it gets dissolved, doesn‘t mean it‘s gone, you know? It's still in our bodies, and we have to get rid of it somehow. And if it needs to be fast, we throw up. Honestly, I‘d definitely explain this further to you, but Biology‘s never really been my strongest subject, ya know what I mean?"

I did not, in fact, know what she meant, but I decided against questioning her further.

After a pause the Terran spoke up again: "So, this planet we're landing on..." "Fendaar.", I clarified. "Right. So, this planet that we‘re going to, it‘s a desert, right?" "That is correct." "So, is it a sand, an ice or, I guess you could also count rock desert? 'Cuz on my planet, we‘ve got all of those types."

"Fendaar‘s ecosystem is mostly made up out of sandlike landscapes with rather scarce vegetation and biodiversity. Most of the planets in system 36-54 have rather extreme temperature ranges, and Fendaar is no exception.", I eludicated.

"Alright, cool.", she spoke, rolling back under the underside of the control panel she had been working on previously. She seemed to be sitting, or rather lying, on a piece of metal with four small wheels attached to it, allowing her to move it around.

"Your planet.", I initiated. 

"Yeah?", she responded, while continuing her work on the wiring.

"Am I assuming correctly that your planet has a far bigger biodiversity?"

"Oh, yeah.", there was a small spring in her voice, as if she had let out air in the middle of speaking. "Big biodiversity. We‘ve got deserts and rainforests, coral reefs and permafrost - although perhaps not for that long anymore - mountain ranges and all that stuff."

"Interesting.", I supplied, for lack of a better response. If Terra had such differences in temperature and landscapes, it was a logical conclusion that the humans had evolved to survive under such circumstances.

"Yeah."

It was unusually quiet for some time. That was, until Quinn rolled out from the underside of the control panels.

"Alright, I‘m done." She took a deep breath before opening her mouth once again. Then, all of a sudden, the muscles of her face started contracting as if she was plagued by an invisible pain. Her eyes squeezed shut and she let out horrifying noise, holding an arm angled in front of her nose and mouth. The noise itself was not particularly loud or long, but I recoiled either way, as a measure of safety. I could not be certain if this gesture was meant to harm me, after all.

Quinn‘s arm sank down again as her other hand rubbed at her nose. She huffed, a sound far less threatening than the one she had produced a moment ago. One of the hair patches above her visual organs raised itself, prompting the question to arise if human hair was controlled by muscles or if it had a mind of its own, although this was a question that could be further investigated later. One of the corners of her mouth raised, revealing the seemingly sharpest teeth in her mouth.

"I guess dust is an inter-galactic thing, huh?"

I did not respond. Her face muscles contracted, causing the skin above her visual organs to crease.

"Hey, you okay? You‘re looking a little spooked over there."

"Human, I do not wish to cause you discomfort, but, if I may ask, what was the purpose of the noise you just uttered?"

She did not respond for a moment, blinking with both of her eyes as she stared at me. It was quite unsettling, considering her previous explanation, that most humans preferred not being stared at. 

"I…sneezed?" The creases in the skin above her eyes deepened.

My front pliers uttered another rattling sound. "What is this 'sneezing'? What purpose does it serve?" I admit, I was quite curious. Terrans seemed much more complex than I had previously assumed.

She paused, seemingly to think of an answer. "Well, it‘s like…if something is bothering us at or in out nose, like dust, for example, it‘s kind of the natural response to that. To keep things out of our bodies that don‘t belong there."

"Human bodies seem to require a lot of defense mechanisms.", I commented.

She raised and lowered the connection of her arms to her upper body, baring her teeth once again while raising herself to her full height, using one of her arms as support.

"Y’know, it’s surprisingly hard to explain something you’re so used to to someone who’s never heard of it. I guess I still have to work on the whole 'awareness that I‘m around aliens' thing. S‘ kind of surreal."

She patted off her clothing, as if to remove non-existent filth once again. I had noticed the past few cycles that most of her clothing seemed to consist of several, usually differently-coloured, pieces of fabric. 

Her clothes usually covered her body from the connection between her arms and torso to the connection between her legs and, presumably, her feet. Her feet were usually also covered, although I could not determine the purpose it was supposed to serve in the environment we are currently in, although the theory that the conditions on Earth are vastly different compared to the ones on the SIIR Noxos is gaining more probability, based on the Terran's narrations.

The human seemed to evaluate a question she wanted to ask (this is, of course, a mere speculation based on previous observations: her face muscles were contracted to form a crease over her visual organs, which could so far most likely be interpreted as confusion, thoughtfulness or discomfort; her head was both slightly raised and tilted to one side at the same time, a gesture that was most likely supposed to convey an ongoing thought process).

Although, before she could utter a noise, V-7 informed us of a request from the Vitrichl to gather for a matter of importance.

The purpose of his summoning was to divide the crew into several smaller groups that were to be assigned with different tasks to fulfill once we sucessfully landed on Fendaar.

I was grouped with the Terran, which was unsurprising, as well as Tkzt, a member of the species that is widely known across the galaxies as Ctzas (it is to note that the Ctzas have not evolved any form of written language and communicate exclusively through clicking and chittering sounds. The written forms of, for example, names of this species, are written by other species to produce approximately the same sound as the Ctzas make when recited verbally).

Tkzt, as a member of the unit controlling supply chains and keeping a list of the stock of the SIIR Noxos, would make a helpful addition in our task of seeking out the nearest settlement in order to stock up on supplies.

After all matters of importance were settled, the crew dissipated, continuing their respective tasks. The Terran was ordered to stay and to assist the Vitrichl in another matter, which is the reason I did not cross paths with the human again for the rest of this cycle.

Despite this, I am positive that accompanying the human on an foreign planet will give me a further insight into the species' mannerisms and interaction manners with foreign species, which will prove to be helpful further on in studying the human.