#guarantine

[fanyeline]

bedside manner

[thebestestbat]

clem to gucci

[telomirage]

I am obsessed with the way brnine (and jesset) use emojis

[spotforme]

i am actually in love with Cat and Lister's friendship or whatever the hell it is they've got because they're so different in style and philosophy but together they belong. i am thinking about btl spesifically, that's a place where they can have anything and they choose to fuck around together, drive places on Lister's motorcycle and judge eachothers' eating habbits. it is so much fun.

like of course there is the way the present themselves, Lister with his often sloppy, dirty, worn out clothes and biker rolling through a ditch austethic and Cat with his never-wearing-the-same-thing-twise, outfit colours and styles fluxuate through the seasons' trends and often to multiple a day. like i can't believe they really get what the other's going for but they don't really say much on the subject

then there are their views on dramatic topics like death, crippling injury and the like. it's hard for me to describe them exactly, but the Cat has an attetude adjasent to 'if you can't do anything about it without getting your hair messy, then dont' like i feel he'd much rather spend time sewing a new dashing outfit than mourn because what good is feeling bad gonna do now really. whereas Lister very much needs to get his emotions out there, be it crying at a romantic movie, missing a friend or displacing an arm amd wanting some reassurance. like Lister is emotionally intelligent as fuck sometimes, and lonely when he doesn't have anything to pour his affection to, and it feels a bit cruel sometimes that he was placed on that ship with only emotional garbage (sorry to Rimmer and Cat. i love them both but they have their moments of absolute dogwater insensitivity) and maschines.

so they don't always mix well, Lister and Cat, but they still do because there's enough mutual likes and mutual hates. there is that they're the only people left who they can still touch that isn't just cold old metal or plastic, i'm just saying an arm to grip every once in a while goes a long way to keeping oneself sane. they are nice to eachother, they are scoundrals together, they share schemes they share crimes, sometimes they even share a braincell. they're like the only thing in the universe they have to a normal friendship and i am so not normal about them.

like when Cat steals a shampagme bottle and shares it with Lister, like when Lister lets Cat take naps in his bed, how they share snide and embarrasing remarks at Rimmer's expence, the way they pair together on missions and (barring Guarantine) they don't hate eachother after decades of occupying the same space, they're still being dumb and bitchy together. everyone else has left, been changed into another version, or both but these two have both been through all of it. they're such unlikely friends but they're the best. sence the first moment they met and Lister decided he's keeping the Cat and Cat somewhere along decided that it's fun to hang around and that he's keeping Lister too, they've got such a bond i don't know what is going on with them. they make an odd couple of weirdos that i'm obsessed with

[lesbianswarm]

The Tyrant Baru Cormorant by Seth Dickinson (282-283)

MAJOR SPOILERS

"Do you know?" she wheezed. "Do you know what they’re about to do”

"Yes, Execarne said, sadly. "We're enacting a guarantine. Exactly like we quarantine any other outbreak. Do you understand the problem of this disease? The long incubation period? They get better for a while. They can travel before they start to bleed. Once it's out it can't be stopped."

"I know," she moaned. "But ..."

But if all the Kyprananoki died, the things they believed in would all be gone. Their gods and holidays. Their food. Their grudges, their gifts. All the things they had made of what they had.

"I can't remember," Barhu said.

"What? What can't you remember?"

"Taranoke. I swear to the caldera gods, sometimes. But I don't remember their names. I remember plantain leaf and cooked pineapple. Coffee. Iron salt. But I don't know how to make our food. I don't remember the right word for the elders. I remember hating plainsiders but not why...”

"Hush," he said, blowing smoke. "Hush, you're rambling. You're putting confusion in the air. Vital to hold onto our subjective control of reality, with such chaos around us."

"We can't do this. You can't allow this.”

"There are less than a hundred thousand Kyprananoki. Even if we had a ninety percent chane of containing the disease—which is grossly optimistic—a ten percent chance of the Kettling escaping to kill a million people, just a million, outweighs the entire population of Kyprananoke."

No. That was accountant logic, the logic that had failed her in Aurdwynn. Because numbers alone couldn't count what Tain Hu had meant to her. She was one life on paper and yet a universe to Barhu. Kyprananoke was more than a tally on a page. They had a heritage, the Jellyfish Eaters and the Scyphu and the Tiatro Tsun. And they had a language. And so many irreplaceable people, people like Ngaio Ngaonic, who she had met at the embassy.

She knew that Tain Hu wouldn't drop the mountain. Tain Hu had survived plague. She'd lost her parents to it. And doggedly, determinedly, she had gathered the survivors to rebuild. Because she believed that the right of an individual or a people to have a chance, even the smallest chance, was inviolable. That right was what kept powers from rationalizing the destruction of entire peoples as an acceptable cost.

"This is the wrong way," she said.

[chippythedog]

[2020angelwolves]

[notkittykitty]

[my3am-thoughts]

Anyone else feeling fat as fuck or is it just me?

[kizzyofficial]

'Kizzy in Quarantaine’ https://youtu.be/bsY-_UF_wTI. Filmpje van Omroep Tilburg.  Hopelijk komt er geen tweede lock-down.

[telomirage]

"that is Gucci Guarantine. she Guarantines that she is gonna be the one who is fucking there no matter who is technically in charge"

"that's the poster on the walls. Gucci Guarantine: I guarantee you" - friends at the table: palisade without context

[multumnon-multa]

So, tell me about your dreams!

[artt-god]

i’m back beautiful people <3

[honey-daqueenbee]

Happy Thirsty Thursday Fam!  Hey hey, you get to see my face today.  How are you all doing during this #stayathome order?  #guarantine life got me busy homeschooling and spring cleaning, but I also removed the red from my hair and I'm back to brunette again. I know I'm gonna miss the red (in fact, I already do)🤦‍♀️, but the upkeep is just too much for me right now. How are you keeping busy?  I have been posting to the blog and have even recorded some podcast episodes.  I've been making as much use of this #lockdown as possible.  I'm trying to do my part in flattening the curve and keeping busy.  I hope you guys are staying safe and keeping healthy.  🖤 Love my earrings - check out @kalai_laau_llc, they were a gift from my husband ❤ #seizetheday #dowhatyoulove #blessed #beautyover40 #maui #momswhohustle #mauimama #mauiblogger #womenonmaui #hawaiilifestyleblogger #goalcrusher  #ladyboss #womensupportingwomen  #entrepreneur #womenwithaplan  #brandambassador #lifestyleblogger  #hawaiilifestyleblogger #momboss  #empire #mompreneur #mauiblogger  #momlife  #mauimoms  #beyoutiful #curlyhair #momswithcurls https://www.instagram.com/p/B-xmo5BjBWw/?igshid=55pplaawyr59

[milkybootscomix]

My Clem + Gucci comic for Secret Samol 2021.