#k-sci nerds

[foxglovecove]

Here have some doodles of awwwwww and a mildly very ever so slightly pre-spicy one? I guess? *yeets and runs away*

[nerds-yearbook]

In 1992, civilians were living on the moon. Psi based powers were common. People who were able to block telepathic powers were important in business to prevent industrial espionage. When people died they were able to continue on in a cryonic state known as “half-life”. (“Ubik” Bk)

[kacic1]

A todos, boa noite!

Hoje convido vocês a visitarem Os Filmes do Kacic, para conferir minha nova crítica sobre esta surpreendente comédia sci-fi, que chega para download e em VOD no dia 07 de julho. Texto imperdível e sem spoilers!

Crítica: BIOSFERA (BIOSPHERE) | 2022

🎬🎞🎥📽📺

[yourdeadprince]

My contribution to the "Ten Years of Experience", a newton/hermann 10 years anniversary zine (hosted by @hermannsthumb and @k-sci-janitor) :D It was really fun to draw those nerds again 💕

[ghouljams]

I’ve been reading your android!Ghost fics and now I have to know what your thoughts on König are for it.

OK O K I have a BIG Thought on this and everyone has to deal with me being a sci-fi/anime/mecha nerd for however long this takes.

König in the android au is actually two people: a behemoth of a droid, and König himself. The mech part is sort of like a personal Jaeger, technically still android/bot sized (I think they can get up to 10-12ft tall) but big enough that it needs a solid pilot. Now, this is a real fucking new mech, and a real gamble with the military. König is enlisted because he's high ranking, he's big enough that they can work out the kinks in the mech before scaling it down to a more armored size, and he's already a powerhouse. Here is where I get to really have fun. The intersection between the ai needed to manage the functions of the mech and König (the pilot) gets a little blurry when he's in the mech, so it's very important he has a handler(you).

Your job as König's handler is to 1. Keep the Mech functioning optimally, 2. Keep König functioning optimally, and 3. Make sure that the AI and König don't get so interconnected that you can't pull him out of the suit. You're König's personal bot-doc, plus managing code, acting as watcher, managing König's physical/mental needs, and miscellaneous duties as needed. It's a big job and most of it is spent holed up looking at screens, keeping an eye on vitals and brain scans. Plus König is super weird around you, he's heavy on the eye contact, always hovering when you're doing mechanical repairs, never takes no for an answer. You've read his file and it mentioned he had some quirks but it feels like you're bearing the brunt of them.

AND THE MECH. Jesus Christ the mech is as bad as König is. The ai is finicky, König puts it through hell in the field, sometimes it twitches like you hurt it while you do repairs... It's just weird. You think this whole program is a bad idea. Mech pilots already have a reputation for being off, why would the military want to turn ground troops into them? It's bad enough dealing with König, you can't imagine a whole squad of him. You don't want to. Hell, you sort of hope this whole experiment fails spectacularly, but König is really fucking good. Anyone else this would've been over in a few weeks, but König? It's like he was made for this.

[multifandomslxt]

Nct 127 as fratboys Pt.1

I enjoyed this wayyyyyy too much lmaoo

Taeil

first off

baby he don't wanna be here lmaoooo

He don't even know how he got in a frat in the first place

he majors in one of three things

comp sci

finance

or accounting (Yes finance and accounting are different)

Taeil wouldn't be your typical frat boy

he's definitely turning his assignments in on time

and he is never

and I mean NEVER up for a party

but allows it to happen anyway

however, if its finals season...

He is the one who shuts the party down when the clock touches 12

"Everyone get the fuck out! You have exams in a few hours"

The father of the frat honestly

He's pretty laid back and doesn't bother anyone

Some would think that he doesn't get laid either but c'mon now

he fucks around ALOT!

Don't let him fool you

Has had a threesome multiple times

but don't tell anyone I told you that

He hates the parties but always gets 4-5 BJs at each

and guess what y'all

if you fuck him

NO ONE WILL KNOW!

he won't brag about it and he won't tell a soulllll

If his friends are eyeing someone he's been with b4

and they ask him about her

trust and believe this man won't say a word

he'll shrug and be like "Ion know"

ughhh and he pulls easily too

Usually he beats around the bush

but always makes it clear he doesn't want anything serious

all in all he's a sneaky and quiet fratboy

lol

Johnny

Yeah...

everybody knows about this bitch right here

He is a business major.

Period

do not question the facts

doesn't give too much fucks about his grades though

as long as he gets a degree after this shit

he's good.

He would be known as the irresistible heartbreaker

cuz he WILL pull you in

and then drop you after he fucks.

I'm just being honest here y'all lmaoo

He is THE life of the party

like if a party is happening and he ain't there...

it's gonna be lame asf

He and Jaehyun are notorious for making their coma-inducing

jungle juice

Surprisingly he has a good fashion sense for a frat boy

oh and he definitely comes from a rich family

so yk he's driving his car around blasting

Drake and Tyga

Smokes hella w33d btw

like I'm not even joking

his circle clean as hell though

vibes are always through the roof

He fucks every other day

and everybody knows he does

why?

because he posts about it on social media

yup.

i said it.

He would definitely tag your ass too

so if yk you don't like the inanet knowing

that your- in his words- "pum pum wetter than the ocean"

then leave this man alone

lmaoooo

overall a menace and a jerk- typical fratboy (I'm sorry I wanted him to be sweet too lol)

Taeyong

He's a nerd.

I'm sorry but Taeyong does not belong in a frat 😭 jk k

but

He 100% has his legos displayed in his room

like don't even say it's not true

His idea of a fun time is spending hours building a lego set

He's definitely a communications major

maintains a relatively good gpa

so he's ight.

And a ladies man

Oh yupp

Everyone who has his twitter sees his posts about pussy eating.

And lemme tell you something

Bitches have lined up in front of the frat to get eaten out by this man

ya hear me???

And he brags about it on the dl

would be notorious for attending 2-3 parties for the semester tho

why?

his legos.

he NEVER has a shirt on

I swearrrrrr

he also smokes w33d with Johnny sometimes

but doesn't do it often bcz it tends to fuck him up a bit too much

can't roll one to save his life lmao

in terms of fucking he only does it when he's stressed

Did a threesome with Taeil once

He's the type to stare you down from some creepy ass dark corner at a party if he finds you hot.

He's definitely not the type to just tell anyone that he ate you out or fucked you randomly

but if one of his friends were to ask him

he's telling it all and giving you a rating outta 10.

for your sake

you betta hope he don't give you anything below 6.

[streets-in-paradise]

Stranger Things Headcanons: Being Dustin’s older sister, a nerdy metalhead, and becoming closer with Eddie and Steve

Word count + 3 K

Warnings: One mention of drug consumption (smoking weed), reader is described as curly haired and I thought that would make sense because she is the sister of Dustin. Also, there is one mention of Season 2 Billy Hargrove that reflects my own personal headcanon about Eddie's reaction to his arrival. 

Pairings: Glimpses for possible Eddie x (Fem) Reader and Steve (Fem) Reader, mentions to Johnnatan x Nancy. 

Notes: This is a late hour post based on an idea I have been daydreaming about since I finished watching the first part of season 4. I imagined it like a prelude, so all the action takes place before that season. My memory of the Stranger Things timelines suck, but I did the best I could. Also, it is 3 am where i live so it is possible that there will be some spelling or grammar mistakes, I apologise in advance for that. 

Tags: @losersclubisms 

 - Since you were the eldest, you always have been your mom's strongest support around the house and that included taking care of your little brother. From babysitting to school tutoring ( during the short lapsus of time he was little enough to need it), you were there for anything Dustin needed. 

- You two grew up as each other's best friend, because you were your most constant source of company. Among other things, that made you very used to sharing your special interests with each other. 

- It was a never ending circle of mutual influences. You got him into fantasy from a very young age by reading to him your favorite books, then he later got you into sci-fi through some of his favorite films and comic books, which you later reciprocated by making him a horror fan. 

- Bassically: you have always loved to be nerds together despite you both coming in different flavors of the concept. While he was more of the scientifical kind, you were more artistically inclined. Especially towards music, literature and storytelling. 

- The very first nerdy trait that you showed as a child was a passion for reading, particularly falling in specifical literarian rabbit holes. Adults would discover you picking up books that were considered too advanced for your age and get marveled, often mistaken you for a gifted kid. 

- You also had an unstoppable imagination. When Dustin was little and you would find yourself in the need of creative ideas to entertain him out of boredom you used to come up with the craziest stories. Whatever you would begin to narrate, he would listen to you and get really into imagining it with you, participating as well with his own occurrences. 

-Your audience grew with him when he began to make friends. Do I need to clarify that you were the Dungeon Máster in the first campaign that Dustin, Will, Lucas and Mike ever played together? You were very happy to be part of whatever the boys wanted to share with you, especially because Dustin would always show so much pride about being your sibling. 

- Being a nerdy girl around them used to be easier than putting yourself out there and interacting with people of your age. You often used to feel pulled back from trying because of that insidious, stereotypical and predominant idea implying that your interests were a boys' club.  

- Your fear of judgment over that prejudice used to disencourage you from using your passions as a vehicule of socialization with peers, your only exception being Johnnatan. 

- You became pretty close with Will's brother over time, a bond that began through borrowing each other's books and mixtapes. He was more of the alternative vibe while you were straightforward following the subcultural trail between fantasy, horror, hard rock and heavy metal. While he would be showing The Clash to Will, you were showing Led Zeppelin and Black Sabbath to Dustin in hopes of getting him hooked through the Lord of the Rings references in some of their songs.

- The subtle differences would usually make your exchanges very interesting and you also shared the trait of having your own artistic passions. He wanted to be a photographer and you dreamed of being a writer. Whenever he would feel like doing it, he would show you his pictures while you would make him the beta reader of your stories. Through the bonding established through your creations you developed a genuine friendship. 

- You were surviving highschool together by the time your lives became crazier and creepier than any of the stories you could have ever come up with. Will disappeared into another dimension and was then rescued, the group of kids found a new addition in a sweet but rather traumatized girl with superpowers and a long etcetera or crazy shit that included a monster and a gubernamental conspiracy. 

- Anyone would think that, for a wannabe writer in the horror and fantasy genres, going through all of that should have been a good source of inspiration. Yet, for you, writing became the only way of processing it. You found your way of making it make sense through putting it on paper in a secret work that was less a story and more a personal chronicle. 

- However, besides getting a bland illusion of understatement in those introspective exercises, things kept getting weirder and situations would keep changing.

- One of the relational outcomes of the events being that Johnnatan was finally getting closer to Nancy, something that made you very glad for him because you knew of his feelings for her, but it also made you feel lonely. You two were always around each other in school and suddenly, you were finding yourself alone because he was all about spending time with her. 

- You weren't proud of admitting to not having been immediately present when the demodogs crisis happened. Dustin would always come to you first for anything, but he ended up having to count on Steve Harrington, the last contact on the list, because you were out of reach. 

- The reason? You were hanging out with the dealer Johnatan bought weed from a couple of times for you to share later. 

- Eddie Munson, the guy everyone else would call a freak, got your attention in a funny incidental moment that happened around your time of loneliness away from your best friend. 

- You overheard him making fun of Billy Hargrove in his usual loud, unapologetic way and you couldn't help reacting to his jokes. That only encouraged him to keep fooling around with you because you weren't pretending to ignore him like most of the people passing by. 

- The thing was that, to both of you, seeing a newcomer becoming popular and gaining attention for partially emulating an aesthetic of what usually would get people like you ostracized was both infuriating and hilarious. It was a blatant double standard, the biggest hypocrisy. 

- ' Hawkings High having a new douchebag King that would push a gentrification of elements from our subculture? No fucking way, at least Harrington wasn't any close to do that. ' was the promise under which you ended up ranting together and you were amazed of how comfortable you were feeling with him. He was awkwardly funny and very nice, something you did not expect at all. 

- From a distant perspective, The Hellfire Club seemed to be the sort of boy's club that you wouldn't imagine as welcoming of girls sharing their things. You never approached them because of the very same fear of rejection stopping you from exteriorizing your interests at school. 

- You were amazed to find out that Eddie wasn't like that. In fact, he shared your excitement when you told him about your role raising a younger generation under your wing in your brother's friend group. 

- Until then, the only thing he knew about you was that you were a friend of Johnatan and that made him guess that you had to be some sort of weirdo. However, he would have never imagined you two would have so much in common. It frankly shocked him precisely because your appearance wouldn't give irrefutable clues about the stuff you were into. In comparison to him, you were pretty much hidden.  

- That was exactly what he came to change. While with your best friend the dynamic was more about you both keeping to yourselves in the sharing of whatever you would enjoy, with him you would never have to hide your excitement about anything you were passionate about at the moment. He began to encourage you into being unapologetic about yourself and you felt understood at a whole new level. In your talks you felt like you could go for hours and never get bored or run out of topics and he was always so enthusiastic about hearing you. 

- With him you allowed yourself to be loud. In fact, he would inspire you into it. One of the first significant acts of that sort he had with you happened in between jokes. Just to mess with you, he stole your hair tie and your long locks got loose out of the tail you would always wear for school. 

- The deal about it was that you used to keep your hair tied up for school because over time you got sick of hearing commentary about the messy nature of your curls, something you had to stand since childhood. You hated to consider you could be passing your insecurities about your hair to your brother, but you really couldn't do much to fight your feelings.  

- As you were begging Eddie to give you the hair band back, you found yourself forced to explain the issue in hopes of making him understand why you needed it, but the answer was nothing like what you would have expected. He praised the hell out of your natural hairstyle.  

- " My hair has a mind of its own and most people aren't comfortable with that. My curls are too wild, messy, I have been teased for too long."

" Are you fucking kidding me? Take a look over here " He replicated, pointing out at his own hair. " ... Do you think I care? "

" Yours is not bad, at all."

" Well, thank you." He mocked your claim to later exaggerate a smile. " Seriously, you have awesome hair. It's visually hurtful to see it tied up. Do you know what I think we should do? You are going to show off that precious headbanger hair of yours and I am going to send this shitty tie straight to Hell. " 

- You would always find yourself feeling happy and excited around him. His energy was contagious and you would feel super comfortable in his company. This new friendship you were forming was like an invitation to embrace yourself coming from someone who appreciated everything you would usually hide of you with such incredible enthusiasm. 

- You began to feel amazed of yourself because of how brave you were becoming once you dared to be more open about self expression. Your closet was full of stuff you used to occasionally impulse buy because you liked it, but later you wouldn't dare to wear it for school. 

- Johnatan couldn't believe what he was seeing the day you showed up to class wearing a full metalhead outfit and he wasn't the only one surprised. He teased you a bit about it, believing that you were dressing up to impress the guy he identified as your crush, but he wasn't complaining about the change.

- The accidental rush of irresponsability that made you neglect the crucially important needs of your little brother happened some time before that, when you got into the topic of your artistic activities. Eddie was trying to convince you to join him in an attempt to write a song about one of your short horror tales and you couldn't refuse. The idea of having your work being tributed by a band playing a song inspired on it was the greatest honor, a literal dream. It became clear pretty quickly that you two were meant to become each other's fan.

- Luckly for you, the fallen King of the school took care of Dustin during the moment of crisis, but that led to another great change. They became super close friends and at first it felt very weird for you. That was the very same guy who used to be a douchebag picking on your best friend, the one who would join in the laughing if any of his fake friends would feel like making fun of you as well... Yet, he wasn't quite the same. 

- The Steve Harrington you knew wasn't the massive dork that you would then see following your brother everywhere and he wouldn't act around you in the same way this one did.' Are those efforts of getting along? What is he doing?' You would wonder as you would hear him misquote one of your favorite books ( a hopeless repeating of something he must have heard from Dustin) or fail while trying to appeal to your musical taste once it became more evident to him. 

- " So... you like rock bands, ríght? That's cool! I like Bon Jovi. " 

Dustin, the only other witness of the scene, was feeling like he was about to facepalm

"  Dude, Jon Bon Jovi is the George Michael of the rock scene. His marketing brand is the pretty, nice behaved ' boy next door ' in order to sell hard rock to a pop audience. " 

" Yeah... those are the facts, the guy is there to sell posters. '' You added as support for your brother's explanation. '' Sambora is a pretty cool guitarist and the music is not that bad, but i don't share the spirit or better said lack of it. Not a band I would consider a favorite. 

"More like her guilty pleasure..." 

"Dustin! " You complained, clearly ashamed 

"You can't hide anything from me. Sooner or later I get to hear all your mixtapes. " 

"Then you actually like it. Great! " Steve cheered." See? We have something in common. 

" I wouldn't put it in those words, but... okay. "

" Don't listen to her, that is the shame talking. Once I found a Bon Jovi clipping from Hit Parader among her stuff." Dustin contradicted you. " I don't want to point fingers, but it looked like a tiny poster of the poster boy lead singer." 

"SERIOUSLY?? Don't mention that in public ever again or I'll rip your skin off."  

"  What are you going to do then? Make a mask with it? " Was the boy's clever comeback. 

 Steve laughed cluelessly.

- Suddenly, the quality time of siblings with Dustin got invaded by that dude, who would invite him to your weekly movie nights and some other activities you both enjoyed. In his perspective, his new friend was the coolest guy. To you, his reactions to anything you would show him made Steve a fun addition. 

- It could be said that you were slowly becoming friends. He was nice to be around , funny and quite sweet, although not as amazing in your eyes as your own new friend was.

- While not being an official member of the Hellfire Club yet, because you preferred to wait until their next campaign to join, you still began to interact with all the boys more often. 

- Keeping with the teasing, Johnnatan once asked you if it was in your plans to become some sort of Queen of the Nerds. Your response was claiming that nerds weren't a kingdom, but a fellowship. You knew what he was meaning with that, but you prefered to avoid it.

- You were confronted with the truth of how you felt about Eddie when a strike of jealousy woke you up like a slap on the face. On a regular school day, since your bestie was having lunch with his girlfriend and you didn't want to be a third wheel, you were eating with Eddie and his friends when you noticed something that made you upset without apparent motives. 

- You saw him staring at Chrissy Cunnhigam from across the room when he thought no one else was catching him. For some reason, that meaningless detail made you feel out of place. It was time to admit it to yourself: Johnnatan was ríght. You had the biggest crush on Eddie and the doubt making you wonder if he was crushing on the cheerleader got you heartbroken. 

- Dustin found you crying at home and he gave you the tightest hug without making any further questioning.

- That didn't mean he would let things stay like that. You two knew each other better than anyone else in the world, you didn't have to tell him in order for him to get an approximate idea of what was going on. Just as you would know how and when to comfort him whenever he would feel down about being bullied, he wanted to cheer you up out of the heartbreak. 

- For that, he got the idea of joining forces with his friend. In his mind, making you go on a date with Steve was the best remedy to cheer up and cure your hurted heart because he was a super awesome guy. It wasn't like he would blatantly refuse the idea. Dustin knew that Steve would be up for it because between all those clumsy attempts of getting your vibe, he was pathetically hiding some interest in impressing you.

- One call from your brother later and Steve was at your doorstep more than happy to try fixing things up. He wasn't told exactly what happened to you, only that you were sad and in need of cheering. You opened the door for him by yourself, since Dustin refused to go on purpose. Once you saw him giving you his sweetest smile, you guessed what was going on. 

- He brought you some chocolate and, as a surprise you found quite amusing, a cassette. 

- " Bon Jovi? You really took that seriously, didn't you?" You commented to him while trying to hide that the intentionality of the gesture did brighten you up a little bit. 

" To be honest, it is the only rock band I know. " Steve replied, an innocent confession that brought a genuine smile out of you. 

- You ended up hugging him. It probably happened because you were very sensitive due to the heartbreak and the concern he subtly showed for you felt nicer than normally. 

- If someone would have ever told you that someday you would have been blasting Bon Jovi tunes in your living room with Steve Harrington, you would have never believed it. Yet, there you were watching him make a fool of himself in hopes of helping you forget your sadness. 

- While you were distracted with each other, Dustin sneaked into your room with the mission of finding the infamous magazine clipping. The reason why he felt he needed it was to serve as proof he would later show to his friend. Once he spotted it he realized that he remembered it wrong: it wasn't from Hit Parader, but from Circus Magazine. A page size photo of Jon Bon Jovi wearing a shirt that was leaving glimpses of his hairy chest on display. 

- Perhaps that was the reason why Dustin wasn't that much surprised when, some long time later, he found out that Steve decided to stop shaving his chest.

[frenchkisstheabyss]

| Pairing | husband!felix x chubby!fem!reader

| Genre | fluff & smut but make it apocalyptic

| Summary | A rouge planet's headed into our solar system, charting a course toward Earth with an 80% chance of collision. As the end grows near you indulge in a few final precious moments of intimacy with your husband.

| Word Count | 1.1kish

| Warnings | unprotected sex but, like, honey it's the apocalypse. a possibility of utter extinction...maybe. the ending is ambiguous because I'm a softie, sue me.

| A/N | I happen to be a retro sci-fi flick nerd, a K-pop nerd, and a hopeless romantic so this is how it manifested. As always, I hope you guys enjoy it 🖤

Extending your arm straight out in front of you, you flex the muscles in your hand. Wiggle your fingers in the ultraviolet wisps that drift through the air and make your wedding ring look like a tiny galaxy, a precious diamond sprinkled with stardust. The Earth is tinted a weathered blue and so are you.

So are the flowers that hug your bare feet as you stand in the back garden of your summer cabin. So are the tomatoes. The radishes. The carrots. The peppers. You can’t help but wonder if this is how the fish at the aquarium feel. Trapped in a blue gradient prison with nowhere to run, haunted by the knowledge that, no matter where things began, this is where it ends.

Your husband quietly approaches your side, twirling a daisy plucked from a nearby field between his fingers. He brings his arm around your waist, gently caressing the plush of your side. You exhale the breath that’s been trapped inside your chest, your body soothed by his touch even on the brink of the apocalypse. Felix tucks the flower behind your ear. It’s blue too. Like him. Like you.

Only it seems to glow and so does he but that’s the way it’s always been. Long before a rogue planet, starless and orphaned, came hurling into our solar system Felix glowed and everything he touched did too. Including you. “How much time left?” you ask, losing yourself in the longing of his gaze. The tips of his fingers delight in the softness of your skin as he cradles your cheek, “With you? Never enough.” 

Felix smiles, oh, that smile, and the corners of your mouth curve to mirror his. A moment of serenity, of normalcy, precious but fleeting. In the distance lightning strikes like you’ve never seen it before. Chased by a fierce rumbling in the clouds, it makes the tiny hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Felix clasps your face, grounding you as he kisses you with every bit of love within him.

If this is it, the last moment that he gets with the woman at the very center of his universe, he has to spend it with his lips pressed to yours. His tongue swirls around yours, penning every love letter not yet written on the inside of your cheeks. Lightning strikes again but this time you don’t see that sharp white light crackle through the sky. You don't hear the foreboding rumbling of the sky. Falling deeper under his spell, you’re numb to everything but him.

“Felix” you whisper, your breath chilling the thin layer of moisture on his bottom lip, “Could you do something for me?” “Anything,” he says, meaning it more than you know. “Make love to me…here…like the first time. I just…” He pulls you back into the kiss, cutting your explanation short. There’s no need to explain or to appeal to him. He remembers, exactly as you do, the first weekend he brought you here. How special it was.

You’d been together for a month then, not even official. Felix never invited anyone out to the cabin with him. Tucked away in the heart of a picturesque forest with no neighbors for miles, this was his quiet place but it never felt utopian until you came. The garden had been your idea and it was here, together beneath the rising sun, that you made love for the first time. How serendipitous that it should be your last. 

By the time your body’s nestled in the lush grass, you’ve plucked each other’s clothes away like the petals of a flower, leaving them sprinkled around the garden. Seeing you stare up at him, your gloriously curved body bare for him, has him reciting quiet prayers that he has enough time to indulge in every bit of you. For Felix, it’s not about the end. Not about chasing some high or crossing a finish line.

It’s about the gasp you just took when he kissed your neck, nibbling at it with just the right amount of pressure. It’s about the way you grip his hair at the root when his tongue traces your collarbone, massaging his scalp as his mouth meets your pillowy breasts, his tongue twining around your delicate buds. “I love you” he repeats, his professions muffled by hungry mouthfuls of your breasts. But you hear him. You feel him.

Kneading the squish of your belly. Parting your thighs. Swiping his fingers between the silky lips of your pussy. Rolling your clit beneath his thumb. You feel all of it. “I love you too. I love you. Ah…” you whine, something shifting in the air as two fingers ease into you, twisting and curling in response to every faint quivering of your walls. Craving the taste of you, he dips his head between your thighs, drinking the nectar that trickles from you like a stream, making him salivate as the flavor awakens his taste buds.

The rush of euphoria that washes over your body is unyielding, intensifying with each flick of his tongue and bend of his wrist. The world around you is quieter than before, the angelic sounds spilling from your lips the only thing Felix can hear. The only thing he cares to hear. A particularly desperate whine signals to him that the tension within you is ready to snap. “Mmm, not yet” he hums, licking his way up your body, leaving a trail of your juices behind.

Just enough remains that when your mouth parts to welcome him, you can still taste yourself on his tongue. “Felix!” you cry out, the nearly undetectable vibration of the ground coinciding with his length thrusting into you. For a moment, he doesn’t move, he just stays still, basking in the moment, throbbing as you squirm around him.

One of the starry ultraviolet wisps floats into your line of vision. You watch it pass with a strange sense of wonder. “I guess it’s like you always said,” Felix says, his hips rocking back and forth, driving you further and further toward your high with maddening intensity, “You and me to the end of the world.” You nod, the calmness of his voice bringing a certain peace to your mind, “To the end of the world.”

An 80% chance of collision. What that’d do to the human psyche no one could’ve predicted. Somewhere out there cities are crumbling. Lovers are becoming enemies and enemies are becoming lovers. People are bargaining with their gods or cursing them. The world is unraveling. And you?

Well, in your own way, you are too, your back arching and your eyes falling closed as you’re pushed beyond your limits, endorphins flooding your bloodstream. “To the end” he whispers, his arms around you once more, your face buried in his chest. 

To the end…

The end…

The End?

[theconstitutionisgayculture]

https://www.tumblr.com/elodieunderglass/168684290378/theres-something-endlessly-hilarious-to-me-about

not to be a whiny bitch but this is so lame. just a bunch of nerds specialised in a useless discipline fighting about nonsense no one cares about. can’t believe they actually hand out degrees to these people, go and find something useful to do or even fight over

"Sometimes a door is just a door."

The Poe conference part of that post encapsulates everything I hate about liberal arts academia. The overinterpretation of literally everything. The absolute unwillingness to accept any differing viewpoint. The massive waste of time and money arguing about shit that will never matter to anybody but the people in the room. The insistence that everything is actually a reflection of each individual academics own personal biases.

The thing that always annoys me the most about literature interpretation, though, is the insistence that everything in a work of literature is a metaphor for something. People will argue constantly about the most insignificant minutiae. Like, how do you even enjoy literature? How can you, if this is how you read books? I would kill myself if I had to think about this shit while I was reading a book. And no one ever seems to think "maybe this is just a scene, maybe it doesn't mean anything more than what the text says it does". And I always wonder how someone who studies Shakespeare for example, can possibly know what a 16th century playwright really meant in his work when most of these same academics can't accurately interpret what they just heard someone say on the news.

One of my favorite sci-fi short stories (I think it was by Isaac Asimov, but it could have been Philip K Dick) is about a man who used a time machine to bring Shakespeare to the future and it ended with Shakespeare taking a Shakespeare class at the local university and failing it. It's a perfect example of how academia operates.

[cheerfullycatholic]

Do you know one of the inventors of the Pringles machine is also a heavyweight sci-fi author, and despite being a favorite of Neil Gaiman and Ursula K. LeGuin, is still relatively obscure even among nerds?

(and he was a devout Catholic, which informed his writing in a very non-traditional way)

WHO IS THIS MAN?!

[foxglovecove]

Hermann was having a bad day so Newt got him drunk and they hung out like college students in Newt’s room and Hermann shared his Opinions

[nerds-yearbook]

In 1992, both the United States and Russia have soecial agents to deal with Rosen Association androids from the Mars colony that went rogue and violently escaped to Earth. Rick Deckard wss assigned to retire six escaped androids. The world was a dieing place after the nuclear World War Terminus. The nuclear fallout had severally damaged the world and off planet colonization was heavily pushed (though those already too genetically damaged or with too low an IQ were condemned to remain on Earth). Most of the animal life was wiped out, so the keeping and care of animals was considered an honor and a duty. Those who couldn’t afford or find a live animal used robotic substitutes. Decker had been lucky enough to own a real sheep but after it died, he replaced it with a robotic one. The two main religions were Mercerism, which involved using a device called the empathy box, and the television based Buster Friendly and his Friendly Friends. Moods could be altered by using a mood altering organ device. They had use of flying cars. (In later editions the date was changed to 2021) ("Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?" Bk)

[gemini-care-barr]

For Barry and Hal-

What fandoms or franchises do you think they are in or follow? Could be podcast related, Reddit forums they are a part of, movie sequels or trilogies or novels!

Definitely something that should be mentioned more in canon comics so let’s use this as a manifesting moment by detailing it out 🤭

Right off the bat, I have to make it clear to absolutely everyone that Barry is 100% a Trekkie and Hal is most likely a Star Wars fan. And while we’re on the most heated sci-fi debate, I’ll add that once Hal and Barry became friends and Barry learned more about the Green Lantern Corps he undoubtedly introduced Hal to Star Trek and successfully convinced him that it was the superior sci-fi franchise, we stan two Trekkies 😜

Now then, I don’t think Hal would be very into book series or fantasy in general but he’d definitely have a particular interest in the Peter Jackson Lord of the Rings trilogy and I think he’d try Game of Thrones and The Witcher because of everyone’s recommendations but would probably not like it very much. He’s the noble-type though and would be pretty easily convinced to read the Lord of the Rings books (including the Hobbit and Silmarillion) because of the nobility of the characters and story. Same reasoning goes for Donita K. Paul’s DragonSpell series. He’d also probably be into the writings of Henry David Thoreau, Ernest Hemingway, and Raymond Carver, not hugely into them necessarily but if he was super bored and he had access to their stuff he’d dig it haha. His favorite poem would also probably be Tennyson’s In Memoriam A.H.H.. I don’t see him being too into podcasts, but he’d definitely like rock bands like Foreigner and AC/DC. He’s also definitely into movies more so than tv shows and would love movies like The Right Stuff, Top Gun, Braveheart, The Patriot, John Wick, most blockbusters classics really, and probably anything with Bruce Lee haha. He’d probably think anime/manga was for nerds until someone pointed out that Dragon Ball Z was, in fact, an anime then he’d realize they can be pretty cool hahaha. And with video games, I’d say he absolutely doesn’t have the patience for long form RPGs but can probably be convinced to play some FPSs with friends like Call of Duty and Halo lol. Basically, this was a long way of saying that Hal is probably more sporty, not in an obsessive fan of sports way, mind you, just that he participated in mostly sports growing up and even as an adult probably prefers hanging out playing baseball with kids (Adams’ GL run has an adorable scene of just that) rather than watching/reading/listening to anything so essentially he’s just not very media-obsessed; he’s a doer! He also probably wouldn’t participate in the fandoms of any of the media he does consume because he cares more about engaging with the media itself rather than about others’ thoughts and feelings on it haha.

Onto Barry, honestly, Barry is kind of tougher for me to figure out purely because I feel like he and I are very similar so I’m inclined to list basically all my favorite things and my thought processes haha, but I’ll try to avoid doing that 😝. So, like I said, Barry is definitely a Trekkie, the Federation’s belief in preserving alien lives and lifestyles plus its dedication to exploration and science all appeals to his inner nerd. He probably loves the shows For All Mankind, The X-Files, and Bones because of their science-y natures (he definitely introduced Hal to For All Mankind and it’s one of the shows they watch together haha). We all know he’s a huge comic book fan (shout-out to Pre-Crisis that had him reading Golden Age Flash comics 😜), but I’ll also add that I think this love of Golden Age Flash, thanks to his mom, would have led to his own love of Greek and Roman mythology once he realized where the idea for Jay Garrick’s helmet and shoes came from! A love of mythology would eventually lead to a love of ancient western philosophy and writings then to Medieval romances like the Arthurian legends and the works of Chaucer. Old English stuff would’ve crept in there too starting with Beowulf. He was an old soul from a young age so all these things would’ve caught his eye on trips to the library and the old-fashioned romantic notions and chivalry has definitely stayed with him. All this appreciation for much older works would then slingshot back around to him loving and appreciating more modern works that took heavy inspiration from all this older literature like The Chronicles of Narnia, The Lord of the Rings, the Percy Jackson series, the Harry Potter series, the Codex Alera, and the Dresden Files, oh and all the detective novels, just all, from Doyle, Christie, Poe, Hammett, etc. then when he found foreign detective fiction he’d go mental and just read them all haha. He’d also probably read the Remo Williams and Jack Reacher book series and convince Hal to do the same! I’d say he’s also into old movies and classic tv shows because they all make him feel good with their sweet morals and happy endings. He’s probably not much of a gamer except for the ones with good stories, he’s too interested in learning new things to just watch someone else play though, if a game’s story interests him then he’s definitely playing it himself. Mass Effect is probably one of his secret favorites. He’s super into podcasts, anything informational and/or scientific, probably conspiratorial and/or true crime stuff, too, if for nothing else than to help him get inspiration on how to approach his own cases, he may even try and solve some cold cases that he hears about (he’d probably stumble across Black Box Down then convince Hal to listen with him haha). He definitely grew up with both the Pokémon TCG and show and was actually aware that it was an anime so is likewise somewhat into other very popular anime/manga like Naruto. Music would be jazz (he’d try and fail to get Hal into it, too, see: New 52 Flash’s Annual #2), 60s rock like the Beatles and the Monkees, and probably 80s pop like the Culture Club, oh and Air Supply (which is also Hal’s guilty pleasure band hehe). He likes sports a lot, both playing and watching, but was still more likely to be found reading/watching/listening to something rather than playing; still, the same way Hal can be convinced to play a video game in order to hangout with friends, Barry can be easily convinced to join in some sporty endeavors if it’ll mean bonding with a friend or loved one. Finally, like Hal, I don’t see him engaging too much with fandoms, he’d probably try when he was younger but wouldn’t find too many people who were into the same things then when he did find people things would devolve into arguments instead of just joy for whatever the thing was so he eventually would resign himself to just enjoying the thing itself, our Barry is a soft boy 🥹. He likes discussion though so once he found people who were his safe space they wouldn’t be able to get him to shut up hahaha.

…I …I can’t believe I wrote this much ahahah 😅. I swear I wasn’t going to get this involved! I was just going to name a few popular franchises that each would be into, but then I started thinking about mediums and how they’d appreciate different ones and then… all this came out lmao 😅😂. I apologize for the long walls of text! Just remember: this is your fault 😜

(Note: forgot to say, Barry would 100% be into Jurassic Park (books and movies) and would convince Hal to read the books (he definitely already watched and loved the movies)!

[snitling]

I wasn't planning on reading The Mars House, mainly because sci fi doesn't do it for me, but the pretty cover did lure me in eventually (that, and I like having new books).

At first, I was irritated by it. That may have been because of my prejudice against sci fi, or possibly it was because once again, I was reading sweeping generalisations and opinions in a voice which belongs to one N. Pulley. I did think, "oh, here we go again. Everyone gets called an idiot, can't wait for the girl to get fridged."

Pulley's books is read like fanfiction. By which I mean, the characters are all pretty well interchangeable. There's a small, fragile one, and a big strong one, they either adopt a pet or a baby, we reach a place of Mutual Respect (TM) despite our Differences in the end. What they also have in common with fanfiction is that they usually have a great concept, a story nobody else is writing. She has a great imagination! The stories are fantastic! But the characters are the same, and they all talk like her!

Having said that, I ended up really enjoying The Mars House. The concept was great, I enjoyed all the info about languages. Pulley is obviously a language nerd, it usually comes out in all her books, this one especially. It was a more grown up book than I've come to expect from her, the language was a little more restrained, although the characters were the same format, and still just a thinly veiled conduit for her opinions.

The plot twists were delicious. It was certainly the most convoluted plot I've seen in the Pulleyverse. I did like it very much. Writing most of her characters entirely gender neutral means nobody had to get fridged, and, I thought, allowed her to be a bit more free with them, to play with them more.

Also, not satisfied with having written The Half Life of Valery K as essentially a Chernobyl fic, she introduced a side character known as Val Legasov. She fuckin loved Chernobyl lads, and has daddy issues. It's ironic that she says she feels she can't write female characters because she relates them too closely with herself when her entire personality is in every single one of her main characters, over and over.

That said, I was astonished to see in the acknowledgments that her old publisher not only rejected The Mars House, they also said they never wanted anything from her again. As I said, I thought it was the most grown up of her books, and though it's not in her usual vein of historical fantasy, it certainly is not a bad story. Who knows, it may have actually been the sameness of each book which put them off. I cannot stress this enough: the characters are interchangeable. It's the world building that's the real sweet spot.

Not that I don't enjoy her love stories, tbh, but that is perhaps because I was raised on fanfiction. I'm happy to read the same characters in Situations again and again, as long as they get to be together in the end.

It was also pleasant to read a book with a mainly gender neutral cast. It was a different experience, and it reminded me to challenge my brain about how I was imagining these characters. Overall, it's a solid 7 out of 10. I enjoyed it very much, but only after I got over now annoyed I was

[waluigis-837th-testicle]

more fluffy nyo rusame thoughts since yall liked the last one so much

Anya mandating when they watch movies. makes alfred sit down to watch cheesy new year and Christmas movies with her.

"All they're doing is yelling."

"yes! it is russian rom-com!"

also makes him change clothes before they go to the ethnic grocery store because she will not be embarrassed in front of the checkout girl no way no how alfred put on this calvin klein outfit you dress like old man on golf course.

Anya has a million petnames for Alfred. Fedka. Fedya. Milyi (sweetie). Daragoi (dearest).

if, for some reason, alfred has Fucked Up he does the only reasonable thing and hands over his MasterCard. she proceeds to drain his bank account at the Gucci store and treats her sisters to lunch.

Alfred knows how to braid hair and helps Anya braid her hair into high-fantasy princess styles.

"you look like a game of thrones character!!"

"i want to be the dragon girl."

"oh you're definitely the dragon girl"

they!!! talk!!! about!!! space!!!! a LOT!!!!

honestly them stargazing someplace in Montana on a road trip sounds....so fucking good. G O D

alfred is still mourning pluto. anya thinks he's silly. alfred mourns harder

they both have huge sweet tooths.

they would share a dessert with two spoons but let's face it, they're both too greedy for that shit.

i feel like they're both gamers. they visit each other's minecraft farms and animal crossing villages :')

me n the wife cuddlin in the gamer chair

one time alfred made anya hot cocoa when she was on her period and she cried :')

she's not used to people being nice to her like that

"is that :'( whipped cream?"

"yeah, do you not like it? jeez, i didn't mean to make you cry i can make another batch if you want"

"no :') it's perfect"

anya is taller than alfred i do not make the rules

how comically large the size difference is between them depends on you

she still steals his clothes :3 her favorite is this red flannel with a detachable hood that smells like him

and yes. she's sent him nudes with her wearing it

alfred gases her up when she's about to go out. whether it's for a business trip or a girl's night, he wants her to know that she looks like a baddy and he's proud of her

more often than not he's her photographer for nights when she wants to post selfies

once when Alfred is having a bad day, Anya constructed a pillowfort and they binge-watched the Star Wars prequels and cuddled in it. Alfred got to have his hair played with (WITH acrylic nails) while lying on the softest boobs this side of the prime meridian. to say he was in paradise was a gross understatement

in the same vein, they're both HUGE fans of any and all kinds of sci-fi. Star Wars, Isaac Asimov's writings, Battlestar Galactica, Planet of Storms, Solaris, ANYTHNG by Ursula K. Le Guin, etc.

honestly?? they just really love and respect each other. girlboss x malewife but they're both autistic nerds who love the sky and Hershey's chocolate. we stan

[ryehouses]

if ur saying George Lucas thought thru the ramifications of all of his choices... u know that ain't true lol like SW is not "good" sci-fi (it's not even "good" literature) like how does Tatooine support all that mega fauna? They 100% did shit just bcuz it looked cool and came up with a flimsy explanation later. George cared so much about ish looking cool that he remade them with CGI and made everyone buy a new VHS boxset. Since when has any SW writer cared about physics or biology or even narrative consistency? This ain't Ursula K. Le Guin lol just sayin

two arguments here, distilled over many a long hike with my wife, during which we picked apart star wars, because we're nerds:

1. yeah george lucas did a lot of shit that was ???? at best, but very rarely was it to the detriment of his own narrative, unlike much of current star wars, which contradicts and backtracks and retcons itself constantly, mostly because one writer wants to do something cool and doesn't give a shit about what's been established before. (for example, the differences between the force awakens and the last jedi, which were so wide that they pretty much schismed the sequel trilogy.)

2. Wookieepedia is compiled OBSESSIVELY by fans, for free, and is available to literally everyone with an internet connection, also for free, so I have less patience with current star wars projects that can't get the details of their own universe straight than I do for star wars in the 1970s and 1980s, when you had to, like, idk, put it all on a typewriter and get it bound at kinko's