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eyeofnewtblog · 5 months

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Things that happen at home:

So, me and my husband had to put down Noni cat last weekend, but her funeral was this weekend (basically because dad and middle sister couldn’t make it) but my dad brought the ingredients for her concrete slab tombstone and Middle Sister brought hugs and flowers.

It was a nice afternoon. We dug the grave in a nice spot in the front yard where I’d planted some irises that my grandparents gave me a few years ago, my dad micromanaged the mixing of concrete (to be expected, he literally got his Ph. D. in concrete structural engineering) then we held hands and said a quick prayer and got lunch and talked about Noni a bit before we started making plans for American Thanksgiving.

My husband was a mechanic before all this surgery stuff happened, and he happened to have a really nice wooden Snap On box that was lying around, so that was the “coffin” and my mom brought extra shovels with different heads, so we got the box a good two feet down.

I did the writing on the concrete slab, which was harder than I remembered it being.

Dad was funny; he’s very dry, so you honestly can’t tell if he’s fucking with you sometimes, but he’s the person who knows the most about concrete. At this point in my relationship with him, I just do exactly what he instructs and wait for him to do his quiet snort thing to see if he’s actually fucking with me. 9 times out of 10 he just gives you very serious instructions, then corrects you to SEEM like he’s being a typical nitpicking engineer, when whatever you are doing doesn’t actually effect the outcome…and then just watches you quietly for his own amusement.

Anyway, based on certain science projects from middle school and high school, I do actually know that he was being serious about how to mist concrete, but I also am vaguely aware that the type of misting that he’s talking about is only genuinely important for concrete structures meant to support millions of tons of weight.

Am I still going to mist my 12”x12” concrete cat tombstone every hour for the next 24 hours and every six hours for the next 7 days?

Yes.

My daddy told me that’s what’s best for the concrete and therefore what’s best for my poor dead cat.

Even though I know he’s fucking with me. It’s done out of love and he will genuinely think it’s hilarious.

#humans are space orcs #concrete memorial to a cat #my dad is a civil engineer #engineers are quiet gods of chaos when they don’t have rules to follow #I know it’s silly to be this hung up about a cat…#but i’m not sorry

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avvocarlo · 5 months

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found out my former awful roommate is a lab researcher for scramjets and other aerospace bullshit therefore at best he's doing incredibly expensive tests on stupid ass elon musk type bullshit or at worst actively supporting munitions and weaponry that will probably be used against innocent people 🤨

#i knew he was a researcher in some stupid ass physics junk #he was a complete asshole like zero social skills conservative type mf with insanely wealthy parents #believe it or not his girlfriend was even worse #quite the twisted pair...#he made fun of my girlfriend's dad because he was a civil engineer saying how it was the most boring kind of engineering lol

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faye-tale · 1 year

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Mum found our EuroDisney/WD Studios Paris opening day commemorative pins in the attic haha

#yes we were at the opening of both parks #listen my dad is a civil engineer #he loves to see big construction projects #he’s dragged us over countless suspension bridges #all over bloody Europe #faye rambles #shut up faye

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fragileizy · 4 months

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one of my favorite sights today at graduation was a very tiny young boy running away with his father's gown. 4 or 5 years old, if even that. his dad is a civil engineer student, so instead of a square cap, they got hard hats, and this little boy had it on. he had his dad's gown in his hand, tossed over his shoulder, running across the lawn with no clear intention on where he was going, he just knew to run. his father, nicely dressed in a dark red suit with a pale grey tie and shiny beige-red shoes, running after him in the lawn. his gown was getting so much dirt all over him. the little boy was laughing so hard the entire time. the dad scooped him up like he was today's mail.

#speakizys

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garfunclegaming · 6 months

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People discussing Starfield's (and Bethesda in general) writing being complete soulless toilet water need to understand the source: Emil Pagliarulo has been writing the main story and plot of each release since Fallout 3. New Vegas being the exception, of course. He is behind "Go find your dad. It's the Lone Wanderer's destiny to die in a radiation chamber despite having radiation immune companions next to him. It's poetry." Or the classic, riveting experience of being a pre war parent for 10 agonizing, boring minutes before the game starts and said parent perspective experiences the main quest fly apart as it grinds closer to the trite conclusion. The wrecking of the Super Mutants into irradiated Orcs, making the Enclave goofy stormtroopers, having a story around dragonslaying and civil war be boring, the utter wasted potential of Synths, and whatever the fuck happens in Starfield that takes 100 hours to get going...

It's this asshole. And Todd. This fucking artless, uninteresting hack who has taken the weird and wonderful worlds of Elder Scrolls and Fallout and reduces them to corporate spew.

Kick Todd and Emil out, bury the Creation Engine in the dirt and hire Josh Sawyer and John Gonzalez to write your games. Bethesda leadership is fat and happy with increasingly watered down, wide as an ocean, deep as a mud puddle, tripe. Meanwhile Elden Ring, Witcher 3, and now Baldur's Gate are blowing them out of the water.

"You're gonna give this book to the player and what are they gonna do with it? They are gonna rip out the pages and make paper airplanes with them." Emil at a Game Development seminar

My brother in Christ. You made the book.

#bethesda #zenimax #todd howard #emil pagliarulo #starfield #fallout #fallout 3 #fallout 4 #skyrim #fallout new vegas

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quasi-normalcy · 23 days

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Kovich: Evidence of the Progenitors was first uncovered 800 years ago, by a Starfleet captain named Jean-Luc Picard--

Burnham: Wait, the guy who fucked my dad?

Kovich: ???

Burnham: Yeah, yeah, yeah, I was reading about Sarek's life after I left for the future, and apparently, he had to mindmeld with this guy after he contracted Bendii Syndrome, and he spent the last few years of his life, like, katrically bonded to him.

Kovich: I see. Well, he was considered to be one of the foremost diplomats of the 24th century. Now, if we could return to the matter at hand--

Burnham: I think he also recorded my brother's Unification speech.

Kovich: ...

Burnham: Like that big speech he gave talking about how he was going to reunite the Vulcans and the Romulans.

Kovich: An interesting coincidence. Anyway, these Progenitors are considered to have engineered all humanoid life throughout the Milky Way--

Burnham: And wait, wasn't he the guy who modelled the mind-uploading process Dr. Culber used on Grey last year?

Kovich: Captain Burnham, I'm going to need you to focus up.

Burnham: Okay, sorry, you have my complete attention.

Kovich: Anyways, your next mission will take you to a Promellian graveyard planet. Now, the Promellian are an extinct civilization--

Burnham: Were they discovered by Jean-Luc Picard?

Kovich: ...No.

Burnham: Okay, good. I was starting to worry--

Kovich: But he *did* discover the most complete known specimen of one of their battle cruisers.

Burnham: Damn it!

#star trek discovery #spoilers #red directive #under the twin moons #michael burnham #kovich #david cronenberg #jean luc picard #star trek the next generation #star trek picard #spock #sarek

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themoonitselff · 3 months

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HEAR ME OUT, a Modern Mizu x Reader AU, But the reader is a famous singer? Sorry this is a little bit cheesy and idk what Mizu would be in this AU all i got is that the reader is a singer. I got this idea because i am a huge Swiftie and a huge Mizu worshipper soo lol

I got you, bestie. I like Taylor Swift too, and this request just makes my Vigilante Shit headcannons more canon. I ALREADY SAID IT, BUT I'LL DO IT AGAIN. (Don't worry I'll make it large and full of details just for you<3)

Modern! Mizu × Singer! Reader

Warnings: NOT PROOFREAD, I guess. Mizu being a cutie patootie with you.

Summary: You wrote a song for Mizu, thinking about her last relationship with the ex-principal of your University.

PD: This is headcannons+mini-fanfic, I'll do my best. <3 (let's pretend that I'm not a fan of Reputation and Midnight)

Let's start really slow before we get to the juicy point(you can scroll to the end if you don't want to read aaall of this). Mizu would be studying Civil/Mechanical Engineering (don't know how to say it in English). And the University she's in is one of the best of the country, so the campus would be huge, and it would have a lot of buildings and areas, she does the mobthly payment on her own, and she also has a little help on her dad when she's too busy with her part time job.

She has an amazing music taste, The Weeknd, Lana Del Rey, Laufey, she listens to Pop, Rock, Alternatives and ofc Arctic Monkeys. She also listens to you, but only the popular ones, since you're not like a big deal for her. (SHE REALLY LIKES YOU IN SECRET)

But then, she heard that you were moving to this state just to finish your career since you're a bit busy with your musical career. She doesn't get surprised, she doesn't believe it, her reaction is just like “Oh really? That's amazing.” with sarcasm on it

It was lunch time, Mizu was eating peacefully while hearing all of the news and updates Ringo was telling her of his day, something casual, she had to adapt to his common behavior. They were on a bench, looking at the football game they had in front.

“And the teacher was sooo mad because this girl got late, and they started arguing, and— Oh! Did you heard that (y/n) is gonna study here? I'm so excited to know her! I love her music, and she's so beautiful, and...” Ringo couldn't stop talking about you, which made Mizu roll her eyes as she finishes her coffee.

“Okay, I get it Ringo.” She said, her face was neutral, not believing it.

“I think tomorrow is when she's arriving, do you think she's like in the photos?” He blushed, slightly.

“Uhm..” Mizu imagined the celebrity getting off her car and walking inside the building, then getting drowned and breaked into pieces by the fans and other people that just know her because of her looks. “If she doesn't end dead, maybe.”

The same night, she stalked your account, your biography in Wikipedia and EVERYTHING, basically.. She realized that Ringo wasn't lying, it was on the news, everyone knew it. That's when her heart went on the floor because if you were gonna transfer into this University, it meant: a massive crowd of people wanting to get inside. “Ewww, people” She thought.

It didn't looked like, but she was kickin' her feet and giggling of excitement, the fact that you would be near to her, makes her sick.

The next day, she did what she didn't do every day. She brushed her hair, took a bath after 6 days of focusing on studying, put on the best hoodie she got from Akemi, her favorite pair of shoes, everything. But acted like nothing happened, like she wasn't screaming inside to see you.

“Why are you dressed like that?” Taigen asked, as he looked at Mizu's persona, who was really... Pretty, not like other days.

“Like what?” She replied, her eyes were looking for you in the University alley's, but you were not there.

“Like you're gonna fuck with someone.”

“I don't know what you're talking about.” Then she chopped his bangs off.

She did know what Taigen was talking about.

The night came and everyone was in their dorms, in the whole day, the only thing that people was talking about was you. It made her sick, like, c'mon you're just a singer, what's the matter?

Then, she hears someone knocking her door, she gets up from the couch and goes to open it, her lazy was all on her body

“Wha-?” She didn't finished, her jaw falled onto the floor, surprised.

It was you. (Y/n) the Music Industry. Her heartbeat went fast, her hands started trembling and flickering, her beautiful blue eyes opened like plates, it was impossible.

“Hello! They told me this is my dorm, and I have to share it with.. You. ” You showed the card and the directions, gently, with a sweet smile on your face. “Your name is Mizu, right?”

Mizu was still in shock, but recovered fast, she went to her natural face again and nodded. “Yes, what's yours?”

“(y/n), nice to meet you!” You took your bags and entered with confidence. “Uhm- I thought you would scream and go wild, but happily you did not.. So, if you don't know, I'm a Popstar, and I work with music, so I hope it doesn't disturb you.”

Mizu just closed the door, slowly, watching you get inside and getting comfortable, her mouth slightly opened. “No.. not at all.”

Now that you're roommates, she has to deal with Ringo and Akemi fangirling about you all the time and asking Mizu if they can take pictures with you. It pisses her off because you're just a human... And because she feels like she's the only one that can do that(possesive and protective)

She's normal about it on the outside, but fangirls too in the inside. Not like you imagined.

As the times goes on, she introduces you to her friend group (Akemi, Ringo, and the fool of Taigen)

They're nice to you and you always hangout together, it's like a dream come true to Ringo, that is like a bodyguard to you, he's always protecting you and making sure you're okay... And asks you to sign his albums and photocards and the whole merchandising.

You start getting more connected with Mizu, and shes now the only one who knows all of your exes, your future albums, your songs and why you wrote them, it's like Mizu and you are besties. Best friends.

Mizu didn't knew when, but she was falling in love with you.

She loved your eyes, your body, your voice, she loves when she hears your voice echoing in your room, she loves hearing you okay the guitar, she loves the fact that she's so important to you, she loves how shy you get with your fans, she loves you. She does.

And you do too. You love how good she is with you, you love that she sees you as a person and not as a singer. You love her eyes, you love her silence, you love cuddling with her, you love how she priories you over everything. She's the best for you.

One day, she told you about this guy that was her fiance, two years ago, He was the Principal of the University but now was just the teacher of Veterinary medicine. How dumb.

You were mad. You could not believe what he put her through. You were in her bed, hugging her as she was on her knees in front of you, crying and getting vulnerable with you, for the first time ever, her eyes were crystalized in tears, her nose was reddish and her face was so warm and weak, your fingers were cleaning her tears rolling through her cheeks, while you saw her lips moving and telling you everything.

It was a mix of “Omg Mizu is so sexy when she cries” and “I want to kill that motherfucker” vibes.

You could do nothing about it... But making a song.

You worked day and night, wrote the lyrics, made the rythm, you did everything just to make it sound sexy but angry at the same time, like the vibes you felt when comforting her. Because let's be honest, she's too good for a man, she needs something better.

She needs a woman.

When you got summer vacations, you published the song, and made a concert in a Stadium.

That day was a bit stressful, there was TOO MUCH people in the campus, your suit was too tight, your make up felt heavy, but you were not leaving this.

You sang a few songs before the main could be presented, Mizu was in the VIP zone with her friends, she was excited to be there, to admire you.

“Picture me, thick as thieves with your ex-wife.” You cooed, you left hand was on a chair and the other holding the mic, your boot tracing an oval in the floor, and the flashes were pointing at you, it was your peak.

“And she looks so pretty. ” Your body turned a bit at the side, your leg stumped so hard on the chair anyone could hear it “Driving in your Benz.”

“Lately she's been dressing for revenge.” Then, your free hand passed through your body from your chest to your mount venus, your expression was the same of an orgasm, you let out a little moan, seductively, the public went crazy, screaming and getting wild.

From mizu's pov, when you released the new album, she listened to all of the songs, and played them on streaming apps everytime she could.

When she heard this one, she immediately downloaded it, it became her favorite, she never told you, but she was loving it.

But, listening close to the lyrics she realized You were talking about her and what she told you.

She would be shock first, then a bit angry because you took her situation just to make money, to see it like “Omg so (y/n) made this for me”

She felt harder for you.

When she was watching you at the stage, she couldn't stop feeling a warm spot on her core, her cheeks getting hot and her lip getting bitten.

You looked really good in that suit, it made you look sensual.

After the show, Mizu went on backstage and hugged you so hard, then, you both looked into each other's eyes, connecting souls, Mizu was so focused on you, your body, your face, your escense. She was honestly in love with the idea of you.

Relationship Headcannons.

When she confesses to you, she does it in a casual moment.

Just imagine the two of you super cozy in the couch, watching a movie, then, you make visual contact, and then kiss.

She wouldn't say “Im in love with you”. But she'd let you know, cause' when you know, you know.

She would give you a bouquet of flowers with a “I want to be your girlfriend” note. When you receive it, you'll nod at her and kiss her passionately, your heart going faster.

Since then, you wouldn't use your bedroom to sleep anymore, you would sleep with her every night, and every night is kissing and cuddling, if not, hugging and laughing, if not, just smiling at you, but Mizu is not letting you go anywhere.

She's too obsessive with you, to the point she would know when do you poop and when you get hungry.

Your first dates are private and in public just holding hands.

When you make it official, you let a paparazzi take a picture of you sitting in Mizu's legs while kissing, her hand on your ass.

Or maybe, it would be like the Kylie Kenner and Travis photo, where you're kissing at a party or sum place and Mizu realizes someone's taking a picture, so she does the middle finger thing.

Anyways, your relationship is hugely healthy, she's always working on making you feel relaxed and fine.

She also learns how to play guitar just to help you with your songs (like in Enchanted from Taylor Swift or Brooklyn Baby from LDR)

She's too private when it comes to arguments and problems. She's not letting anyone in your relationship, she always solve it when you're home.

She's always marking territory, with a hand on your waist or holding your hand. If she feels jealous she'll kiss you right there.

Mizu is the type of girlfriend that loves to talk to you with the eyes since she's bad at talking, be prepared for that.

Sometimes she will not be in the best mood. Mizu can avoid you for days and getting more distant if you insist on asking her why. She needs her space too.

If you're patient and stay by her side without being too dependient, you'll have her head over heels.

Always supporting you on the stage.

Always taking care of you and protecting you.

Always loving you.

#bes mizu #bes #blue eye samurai x reader #mizu #mizu bes #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #mizu x you #blue eye samurai #blue eye samurai mizu #blue eye samurai netflix #mizu come home the kids miss you #mizu x y/n #mizu x fem!reader

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chiriwritesstuff · 3 months

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The Girl in IT - Chapter 5 - Pony - Sneak Peek!

Oops??! What happens when our favorite technology-inept CEO accidentally posts a 🍆 pic to the wrong Slack channel...

Chapter 5 out this weekend!

Sneek Peek under the cut!

Connie leans in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper as you stroll into the office. Her hand cups her mouth as she shares the latest gossip with Jesse in Engineering.

"Have you heard? Apparently, Joel is getting cozy with someone in the company," she discloses, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. "Did you catch that Slack message? Wow, what a lucky girl—"

"Or lucky guy," Jesse interjects with a smirk. "'Baby' could be anyone."

Connie turns her attention to you, a playful grin on her face. "Hey Sugar, what's your take? I'm thinking Joel is packing an 8-incher—"

Your eyes widen, and you interrupt in a huff, trying to hide your embarrassment. "What are you even talking about?"

"The Slack message! The admin channel is blowing up!" Connie exclaims. "Don't tell me you missed it on your phone? I haven't seen this many replies since Tommy accidentally sent a dick pic last year. Didn't think Joel had it in him—"

Panic sets in as you pull out your phone, unlocking it to find hundreds of Slack notifications. Your eyes widen in shock. "OH MY GOD!"

#MCG ADMIN 50 members Joel Hi baby, someone's missing you today ;P 0003.png - image sent to Miller Construction Group Chat He's been waiting for your sweet pie, why don't you head on over here and warm him up... Baby? Playing coy with me now Don't be shy... Tommy JOEL? WRONG CHANNEL WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? Connie (Reception) OH. MR. MILLER YOU DOG YOU 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆 Frank (Interior Design) Well. Ain't that something. Huh. Wow. WOW. 🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆��🍆🍆🍆 Bill (Civil) FRANK! Eugene (Electrical) Well. Thats some fine 🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆🍆 you have there! Sarah (HR) DAD?? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? THANK GOD ELLIE IS NOT ON THIS CHANNEL... Could you please do yourself a favor and delete that? I'm just going to keep messaging Guys, please disregard Joel's messages. I would like to remind you that sending images of this nature is prohibited and NOT acceptable. Please do not use this channel for any inappropriate behavior. Oh my GOD. Tommy Sugar? can you please delete these messages? SUGAR? WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU GIRL?? Tess Shit. I sent her on-site. FUCK. Anyone have her key to her office? SARAH?

#The Girl in IT #pedro pascal #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller x female reader #joel tlou #joel the last of us #the last of us fanfic #tlou fic #joel miller smut #pedro pascal characters #the last of us fic #the last of us

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simon-roy · 4 days

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The idea of logging on a colonized alien planet brings my mind back to the planet Lalonde from Peter F. Hamilton's Night's Dawn books - a world that had very hard wood as its only meaningful export, and was also stuck developing its economy from agriculturalism (due to investment shortages, though).

All this is to say - Hey! What are some foundational inspirations for your sci fi verse? You gotta have some like recommendations of classic or older sci-fi for us, right? What are some of your suggestions of books and authors to read?

OK SO - My sci-fi tastes have sort of ended up in some very specific niches. Growing up, I was a Larry Niven +Jerry Pournelle man, in part because my dad amassed a huge collection of their books - then gave 90% of them away before i was old enough to read them. So one of my teenage missions was rebuilding that library, trash and all!

Stuff like Footfall, Ringworld, Gil "The Arm" Hamilton, Protector (yes i attempted to name a comic series similarly, and paid for it) "The Mote in God's Eye"... you name it, I read fuckloads of these books. And while they tend to land on a sort of human chauvinist "mankind will win based on his inherent adaptive human-ness, and the aliens will fail because of their rigid alien-ness", this shit was very foundational to me.

Their more collaborative series, The Man-Kzin Wars and War World, also loom large in my teenage mind. The Man-Kzin wars are super fun - humans meet a race of tiger-men, and go from being NWO peaceniks to roughneck cat-skinners in a generation! PEACE AND LOVE WONT DEFEAT TIGER MEN!

Similarly, war world (like lots of that 70s/80s military sci fi) was a sort of catch-all for western military nerds to play with their favorite factions - it was a planet where all the un-ruleable ethnic groups and nationalities had been deported by the authoritarian earth government, and left to rot... until a race of genetically engineered fascist super men land on the world, and start trying to rule the place. Pretty fun shit.

As I got older, I turned hard into William Gibson, and read the absolute shit out of both the Neuromancer trilogy and the Bridge trilogy, as well as his short stories. Bruce Sterling was part of that wave for me, too, and I religiously sought his old paperbacks out too. In terms of novels, "Distraction" is my favorite coherent Sterling Novel - though the short stories in the "Schismatrix" novel/collection of his remain my absolute favorite space opera pieces.

At this age, too, I found my top-top fave Sterling Stories - "Taklaman" and "Bicycle Repairman", both gritty pseudo-cyberpunk stories of the highest degree, in this collection:

This thousand-plus page collection of short stories and novellas was basically my bible for a few years - i put sticky notes on each story i loved and meant to return to, until the book was so festooned with sticky note bookmarks i abandoned the practice altogether. If you have the chance, just buy this book and chew on it for a few years.

As i got into my 20s, Charles Stross became my lode star - his books like Accelerando and Glasshouse were total game changers for me. They come with their own peculiarities, but I loved his transhuman/posthuman musings (or at least i was obsessed with his stuff for a good few years - the venn diagram of his obvious interests and my own overlapped enough that his books were great fodder for a growing sci-fi loving brain).

But since then, my main literary squeeze has been the great man, JACK VANCE. Working on Prophet, my friend @cmkosemen made a remark about how much the early issues of the series reminded him of a book series called "Planet of Adventure" or "the Tschai Cycle", by Jack Vance. The book has a beautifully simple setup - a man from an entirely undescribed spacefaring human civilization crash-lands onto a weird planet. But on that planet, he finds four separate civilizations, each who possess a population of enslaved humans, culturally and physically molded to the needs of their masters. And each book of this series covers our generic hero's interactions with each bizarre expoitative culture. I was extremely intrigued.

Soon thereafter, I found my current absolute favorite book - "THE DRAGON MASTERS". A book about an isolated medieval world... which gets visited, once every few generations, by a black pyramid starship, flown by a reptilian race known as the Greph. The greph capture humans to (surprise surprise) breed them into hyper specific slaves... who in turn become Greph-like in their thinking and demeanours. But the last time the BLACK PYRAMID landed, a bunch of angry medieval dudes stormed the thing, blew it up, and captured a bunch of greph... who became the breeding stock for a whole new human world of slave labour. By the time we meet this planet, the two rival lords of the human-populated regions have been breeding greph slave warriors, or "dragons", for generations, for combat against one another. But soon, the black pyramid will return...

I love this book I even spent a good few months during covid talking with the Vance Estate and several publishers about developing it into a graphic novel, but nobody could quite agree on how it could get made with old Simon getting a paycheque... so sadly it fell apart. There are concept drawings floating around my patreon and other corners of the internet. But one day I'll use 'em...

My other favorite books of his, to name a couple of the MANY books of his I love:

THE BLUE WORLD: A caste system of humans, descended from a crashed prison ship, live on floating settlements on an ocean planet, paying protection to a giant long-lived intelligent crustacean. But one man is tired of giving up all his crops to this tyrannical megafauna...

THE MIRACLE WORKERS: Rival lords on a planet descended to medieval tech (surprise surprise) fight using armies... and rival SORCERORS who employ the powers of suggestion to voodoo each others' warriors... but when facing non-human intelligences, these sorceror's skills fall short.

But there are heaps more, and I love most (thought not all) of the ones i've read. They're generally short, concise, and full of all sorts of bizarre bullshit.

THere are more books i've read and enjoyed in my life, of course, but these are the core ones that I think of when I think of my career as a sci-fi reader... let me know what your top recs are!

#sciencefiction #science fiction #book recommendations #jack vance #larry niven #jerry pournelle #simon roy #griz grobus #charles stross #dragon masters #william gibson #bruce sterling

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web-spinning · 2 years

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merc reactions to getting a new recruit but finding out they’re only in their mid-teens ? gender neutral please-

A / N - Ay, it's here. Somehow I managed to finish this faster than I expected. Hope you like it, dear anon!

Also, half of the photos are kind of meme-y, but you know what? It works...Please tell me if it works, I am losing my mind trying to find a good quality comic cut out, but only find those.

Mercs with a recruit in their mid-teens

TW. Ask to tag.

Scout

- he's not much excited, in fact he's a bit scared you might take his place,

- but after he finds out you're younger than him...he's so happy!

- he will teach you so many things,

- how to play basketball, how to get along with the older men, even how to deal with your first crush,

- since he is barely a few years older than you, he feels like as an young adult it's his priority to make sure you know all this stuff,

- he's got seven older brothers, all the lessons are probably from them,

- he really feels like you're just his younger sibling,

Soldier

- Jane thinks it's his duty to make sure you know the rules of war,

- he will show you how to use weapons, maybe even let you touch his own weapons,

- " But only for a few seconds, I don't want your young, inexperienced civil hands to spoil them! ",

- he will sit you down in the meeting room of the base, and tell you stories,

- half of those stories aren't real, but you don't want to make him sad, so you just listen,

- on the battlefield, he will follow you around to make sure you don't hurt yourself...or use your weapons incorrectly,

- also..." You do know basic history of your beloved country, don't you, hippie? ",

Pyro

- this Phoenix adores you,

- will invite you to tea parties,

- you will also get a plushie or two from their collection,

- you're the only person other than Engineer who takes them seriously, that's why they like you so much,

- their childish personality helps you cope with the fact you've been sorted out as a mercenary at such a young age,

- always there when you're feeling down,

Demoman

- in all honesty, he has mixed feelings about you,

- he can't invite you to the drinking nights with the other guys, you're just always left behind,

- in recompense, he tries to teach you how to use the sword in the meantime,

- you might never use that skill in the battlefield, but at least you have a thing that takes your mind off of the gravel wars,

- when you're down, you both watch soap operas together, because he's the only one in the whole team who likes them,

Heavy

- Misha just avoids you,

- at first, you think he's just a big, tough guy who dislikes teenagers to look more " deranged ",

- but finally, one of the men, possibly Medic, explains to you why he dislikes being around you so much,

- you remind him of his younger self and his sisters. The way he had to fight to protect them, the awful place they lived in for a while...everything comes back to him when he sees young face,

- you try approaching him about it, but he still remains silent,

- deep inside, on every mission he keeps a close eye on you, making sure you're safe,

Engineer

- Dell is now your step-dad, that's how it works,

- he needs a few energetic bones to help him with his projects, so you will often stand around and hand him tools when he asks for them,

- while he's working, he will tell you different stories about the other mercenaries,

- you ask him to adjust your weapon's, because they're a bit too big for you to handle freely,

- on warm days, he will take you out for a short walk to make sure you won't go insane,

- he assures you that you can tell him about anything, and he will help,

- he does in fact help, especially when it goes with your emotions,

- he's always there to cheer you up when you're sad, or share a smile with you when you're happy,

Medic

- he's so happy with you! I mean, such a fresh canvas to test on,

- every week he asks you to replace your heart with an Uber-handling one, and every week you refuse,

- but when he's not in his mad scientist mood, he's always ready to help you with some of the downsides of growing up,

- he's also very helpful when you're feeling insecure about your body ( all teenagers do that, right? Not only me, right? ),

- " Oh, don't vorry, zhis vill go away. Zhe average of healthy patients your age look zhe same as you ",

Sniper

- you never knew his first reaction, because he's rather quiet about it,

- but after a bit, you learn that he's actually very trustworthy, and big hearted,

- when you're down or one of the other mercenaries, you go to his camper,

- you both play board games there,

- he will most likely take you out fishing or camping during long weekends,

- you like listening to him talk about his adventures from the bush, but he will leave out the gorey details out,

- at some point, he just feels like an older, wiser, quiet brother to you,

Spy

- he's mad. Not at you, at the Administrator for even thinking about hiring you at this age,

- he doesn't see the reason why there must be a new mercenary, so he mostly avoids you,

- until during one of the missions, you save him for getting headshoot point blank,

- he does acknowledge you a bit more after that,

- you're not allowed in his room though, it smells too much like cigarettes in there,

- maybe he seems cold on the outside, but when he sees you struggling with your work, he will always help,

- helping you however makes him remember he couldn’t see this stage of his son’s life…that makes him feel miserable.

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #tf2 headcanons #tf2 mercs #tf2 x reader #tf2 x reader platonic #tf2 scout x reader #tf2 soldier x reader #tf2 pyro x reader #tf2 demoman x reader #tf2 heavy x reader #tf2 engineer x reader #tf2 engineer is dad #tf2 medic x reader #tf2 sniper x reader #tf2 spy x reader

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eyeofnewtblog · 5 months

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Things that happen at home:

So, it’s late fall/early winter in Colorado, which means that Outside Creatures are trying desperately to become Inside Creatures. They have a relatively easy time with this in older homes. Which is what I live in. So, obviously I’m less than thrilled about this, but it happens every year so there’s no need to freak out.

Bugs, in particular, are always attracted to the bathroom, especially the tub. Moths can at least fly out once they are dry, but they seriously creep me out. Spiders I’m honestly cool with as long as they’re at least two feet away from me. But still. Not my favorite Shower Buddy to have. (Husband is my favorite Shower Buddy.)

Now, let’s all back up 20 years or so to that one time my dad bought Starship Troopers and then let Middle Sister watch it for a week straight when she was FOUR YEARS OLD. (This started on a Monday; Friday night there was a daddy long legs in the tub at bath time and she screamed for an hour…she literally couldn’t be within 6 feet of a bug of any kind without screaming until she was about 15 years old…) And what do good big sisters do?

Stomp the ever loving fuck out of bugs, because honestly the screaming child is worse to deal with than however freaky the bug itself is.

So I have practice at killing bugs, I don’t enjoy it and prefer not to, but I CAN actually do it.

So, two mornings ago I get up and hop in the shower, only to discover that I have an unwanted eight legged Shower Buddy.

Not the end of the world, just fish him out with a shampoo bottle and proceed with my morning. Shower Buddy is unusually dark, thick, and large, but that’s about the only time I spend thinking about him. Or her. Whatever.

Until this mother fucker starts crawling up and across the shower curtain. Towards me.

And I’m a solution oriented person, so I’m just like “I would rather shower with the curtain open and clean up the water later than kill poor little Shower Buddy” which is exactly what I did.

But today. TODAY. Shower Buddy was absolutely not playing it cool in his/her/it’s attempt to avoid the water. And it’s a small fucking tub, okay?

So I’m trying to talk Shower Buddy out of this unwise invasion of my personal space.

And my husband barges in, yanks the curtain aside, and demands to know why I’m making so much noise as ass o’clock in the morning.

Shower Buddy was not a fan of the curtain being yanked. There was a definite freak out on his part.

I may or may not have imitated a screaming terrified child that was traumatized by Starship Troopers from a very young age.

Anyway, husband smashed poor little Shower Buddy with his bare hand, wiped his hand off with a piece of toilet paper, and flushed the whole mess down to its inevitable watery grave.

Also, my dad still thinks the Starship Troopers thing was hilarious, my mom is still pissed off about it, Middle Sister is a perfectly nice, reasonable adult, and my husband specifically called me at lunch just to continue mocking me.

#humans are space orcs #my dad is a civil engineer #my mom is never wrong #rule of funny is honestly subjective #i love my family #I knew this about him when I married him #i have no one to blame but myself

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lithreeum · 6 months

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WHATS UP FUCKERS I'M HERE TO SHARE WITH YOU MY LATEST CAFFEINE FUELED BRAINCHILD:

THE PROJECT MOON AU WHERE NOTHING BAD EVER HAPPENS EVER (and also some of them are college students (and none of this is well thought out at all please help me))™

You know how Fate has that one cooking spinoff where nobody kills anybody and they just hang around and have dinner?

This is that. For PM fans. Roland is canonically a good cook and a foodie. It could happen. PM please make it happen I just want my goobers to be happy and untraumatized.

Anyways, with that rambling done, let me ramble about these four fuckers and what they're up to.

So, the setting's a fancy college where rich people go to. Angelica is there on academic scholarship; Argalia has a music scholarship; Roland's there because his adopted mom Iori is a lecturer there so the tuition's cheaper; Angela's there because Ayin and Benjamin are fuck you rich and spoils her to high heavens.

Argalia's and Angela are both music majors, Angelica's in engineering, and Roland's in culinary. Roland and Angelica are 2nd years, Argalia and Angela are 3rd years.

Roland's known Angela since forever ago because they were in the same orphanage. Argalia and Angelica are siblings. Here's baby roland on adoption day I drew while writing this because I have no self control.

Where was I? Oh right. So, Roland gets adopted by Iori; Angela gets adopted by Ayin and Benji. Angela calls Ayin Dad and Benjamin Gramps because he has grey hair, the two got to some hijinks in their high school years, they remained friends to present day.

Back to the main four. So, first year, Angelica and Roland meet on campus one day on some meet cute shit. Then it turns out Iori is Angelica's Host family while she's studying here. Romcom shenanigans happen, Argalia's the overprotective brother, Angela's the resident wingman/shipmaker/popcorn eater/"just kiss already" yeller, Roland cooks/awkwardly flirts, Angelica gifts Roland a knife she made for his adoption day, it's great. Eventually A Fritter Called Jeon happens and they start dating and more romcom ensues.

That is everything my stupid little monkey brain can semi-coherently conjure up since the rest are just incoherent snippets of tangentially related information and cute funny things these goobers can get up to. Among which include:

The Asiyah and Briah Sephira are Angela's circle of friends that met in high school, they all go into their respective fields from LoR. Geb does sports. Maybe Yesod and Angelica know each other from engineering competitions or something.

Binah's a CIA agent that knows way too many people, because of course she does.

Yan and Gloria are taking Theology studies, Esther and Hubert are post-grads/professor assistants, they become friends somewhat, Moirai's a professor there.

Blue Reverbs are all music majors that hang out with Argalia and Angela, they take bets on which one snaps and kills the other first. Oswald bets on hate sex. Tanya bets that the two of them would kill someone together.

Charles' Office are Roland's group of friends back from back in High School, Olivier went on to become a civil servant, I do not know what the fuck the rest are up to, we'll see when they show up in Limbus.

Speaking of Limbus, the Limbus gang are all in...I don't know what you english speaking fuckers call "school clubs but in college", I know a word exists for it, but I'm blanking. They're all in one of those. Rodya started it and roped them all in. Vergilius and Dante are their advisors. They go around and survey the socioeconomic state of the country in various locales and write reports about it (read: Rodya found a way to get them all free vacation and they all took it)

Angelica' physically very strong, she does martial arts, and she gets Roland into martial arts, but whenever they "spar" they just end up a blushing pile of goo that's too embarrassed to grapple their crush. They have good fun though.

Argalia keeps trying to split Angelica and Roland apart but he doesn't actually try since he's seen how happy she gets when she talks about him.

#art #project moon #argalia #angelica #roland #angela #modern day au #library of ruina #but it's just a fucking library #where these goobers go to study together on fridays #and nobody commits fucking warcrimes #except maybe ayin #because god knows what the fuck he's up to

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shelbgrey · 1 year

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Next to me(Emmett Cullen)

Chapter 14: the council has spoken

Tabe of contents

It was around 5:00 by the time I got home from the field trip. It was fairly quiet except for the flat screen playing Phinis and Ferb. I chuckled as Owen stared intently at the screen as I closed the front door, the sound of the door shutting made Owen look up from the screenscreen. “Hey, how was the field trip?”

“it was boring honestly” I said setting down on the couch next to him. Owen hummed a response and continued to consentrat on the screen that was playing his favorite cartoon.

“how was your day?” I asked.

“same old, same old” he mumbles.

Are conversation was long and it fell into comfortable silence as we watched cartoons intill around six. The show had ended so I decided to go up stairs to finish some homework before dinner.

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I went upstairs to do my homework and as I latched the door my phone buzzed, signaling me that Sam was calling.

“Can you come over to Billy's tonight? The elders are having second thoughts on what to do with the treaty” Sam said, making me feel sick to my stomach.

“w-what's the matter?” I asked softly.

Sam sighed on the other end. “nothing bad I'm hoping, but they didn't like how me and Carlisle handled it last week”

I sighed and plopped down on my bed. “So another word they're gonna say we can't see each other” I said, getting frustrated.

“no, no, nothing like that,” Sam quickly said. “Billy and Harry are just pissed we handled it without consulting with them...you and Carlisle need to be at the meeting”

I sighed, rubbing my forehead in frustration. I was nervous about what they're final decision would be. “okay... I'll be there in five”

I hung up the phone and jogged down the stairs and was about to head out the door when Uncle Charlie stopped me. “Hey, hey, slow your roll”

I stopped and walked back into the kitchen where Bella was cooking and Charlie was working on paperwork. I sighed and leaned on the entire way of the kitchen.

“I'm going to Billy's for dinner... Jake and Sam invited me” I said slowly. I hated lying to him, but it was the only way to keep him safe from our world.

Charlie sighed. “okay that's fine, but you just don't leave the house without any explanation”

I nodded knowing I deserved that. With the vampire running around killing people he had become a nervous wreck everytime one of us left the house on my dad's motorcycle.

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It was nightfall when I made it to Billy's house. Just as I turned off the engine of my dad's motorcycle, Dr. Cullen drove up in Emmett's jeep.

“Hey, beautiful,” Emmett said, smiling as he engulfed me in a hug. A smile was immediately plastered on my face as I wrapped my arms around him. I then turned to Dr. Cullen giving him a small wave.

“Hey, Dr. Cullen”

“hello, y/n nice to see you again” he showed me a warm smile as the three of us walked up the ramp that led to the front door.

“There you guys are, come in,” Sam said suddenly. I looked up and he was standing at the front door.

“hi, Dr. Cullen” Sam said and shook his hand, trying to be civil. Dr. Cullen smiled and greeted him back. Sam nodded towards Emmett not really acknowledging him. Emmett rolled his eyes and laced his fingers with mine as we entered the home.

We walked into the small house and we were met with a full house. Billy, Harry, and Quill's grandfather all sat at the dining room table while the pack was spread throughout the house.

“Hello, Cullens,” Billy said roughly. The welcome was cold and forced. The three older men looked at Emmett and Dr. Cullen with disgust.

Dr. Cullen kept the peace and didn't exchange the hate with more hate. I couldn't understand how someone could remain so calm and kind.

“how would you like to handle this?” Dr. Cullen said, speaking up first.

The three older men exchanged glances then Harry glared at Sam. “well, first of all it wasn't yours nor Sam's place to decide what would happen with those two”

“it wasn't my intention to over step” Dr. Cullen said calmly.

Billy then looked at Sam. “Just because your alfa doesn't mean you make decisions regarding the treaty.”

Sam foolishly didn't step down. “She's part of my pack and she's my cousin. I have every right to get involved if needed”

Emmett remained silent as he held my hand tighter. We watched the elders and Sam go back and forth while Dr. Cullen would gently add his senses while also trying to defuse the tension.

“You can't keep them from seeing each other, we'll all know how this ends if they can't be together” Sam growled.

“Why do you care about the Leeches?” Quill spoke up. His grandfather shot him a glare. “You shut up, this doesn't concern you,” he said sternly.

The bickering started up again, waiting for more time. Dr. Cullen sighed and stepped backwards where me and Emmett were.

“This is a load of barnacles,” I whispered to Emmett. He immediately burst out laughing. He quickly covered his mouth after dr. Cullen nudged him.

“you think your funny?” Quill's grandfather said looking up at me. I recoiled and slightly hid behind Emmett. Quill's grandfather never liked me… He Didn't like my mother either.

“No, sir... Sorry” I mumbled. Dr. Cullen looked between us with irritation. “no don't apologize”

“all due respect we've been here for almost an hour and all I've heard are 'what ifs' and you talking down towards my son and family” Dr. Cullen stated. Emmett smirked as he watched his 'father' snap.

“she's is part of your pack… Your family, so why don't you show her some respect” Sam nodded agreeing with Dr. Cullen.

“Dr. Cullen's right and like it or not Emmett is under our protection now”

Paul snorted. “like he needs it” his commitment earned him a smack upside the head by Harry.

The new pack members added their unnecessary opinions which resulted into yet another argument. This one didn't last long as Billy's fist collided with the wood table.

“shut the hell up!” The pack turned to Billy. He sighed as she rubbed his face. “unfortunately there will be changes made”

Billy pointed at me and Emmett. “you two can't be apart and there's nothing changing that. We can't control who we imprint on so I'd like to make a motion that the treaty still stands, but Both y/n and what's his face-”

“Emmett” Sam mumbled.

Billy rolled his eyes. “Emmett, can be in each other's territory”

“but that means no one else!” Quill's grandfather barked. “we don't need anymore problems”

“agreed, we don't want any problems” Dr. Cullen nodded.

“all in favor say 'I'” Billy said.

The vote that was in mine and Emmett's favor won by two votes. Paul dispite his faithfulness to our friendship voted no, so did Quill's grandfather.

“there we go, we won” Emmett smiled as we walked out of the house. I sighed. “did we?”

“the treaty still stands and our family still hate each other”

Dr. Cullen gave us a soft smile. “I think this will turn out better than you think”

I nodded as Dr. Cullen left towards the jeep. Emmett looked down at me and smiled. “I'll see you tomorrow” he placed a soft kiss on my cheek and left in the same direction as Dr. Cullen did.

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The next day Emmett and I entered the cafeteria and walked towards table my friends were at. I looked over at my cousin and saw her staring at Edward while the rest of my friends joked around. She had them completely zoned out. I looked over at Edward and he smiled at me. I waved back as I sat down in between Tyler and Emmett.

“La Push, baby. You in?” Eric asked me. I laughed. “sure”

“should I know what that means?” Bella asked, looking away from the Cullen table.

“La Push beach down on the Quileute rez" Mike explained. “We’re all going after school. Big swell coming in”

“I have a cousin that lives in the res, the beach is great” I said opening my can of Coke.

“And I don't just surf the internet,” Eric laughed as he stood up on his chair and pretended to surf. Angela slapped his side playfully and pulled him back to the ground. I chuckled and glanced over back at the Cullen table. Damon and Jasper were arm wrestling and Alice was talking 100 miles an hour to Edward. He only nodded obviously not really paying attention then glanced over at me. He watched my rambunctious friends and smirked as I rolled my eyes.

“There's whale watching too. Come with us” Angela asked as she put her arm on my shoulder.

“Emmett, you In?” Tyler asked. Emmett smiled. “Sure why not” he looked at me with a shit eating grin. It was so amusing to him that he could now walk on the reservation with no consequences.

“Would your sibling like to come with us too?” Angela asked sweetly. Emmett shrugged knowing the others weren't allowed there. Hell Dr. Cullen is barely allowed there.

“don't know, they're not into group activities”

The table discussed transportation issues and times. We then came to the conclusion Angela and Eric would be riding with me and Emmett in his jeep and Tyler would take everyone else in his van. All that was left was Bella, who was staring at Edward again.

“We just need to get Bella to go,” Mike said. “I never said I wouldn't go,” she sniped back in a playful manner. She looked at me and gave me death glare. I knew she didn't want me to go but I could care less.

“Come on baby La Push” Eric laughed. “It's La Push,” Tyler continued. I laughed and bumped them both.

“Okay i'll go if you stop saying that” Bella said before leaving for the salad bar.

Lunch was fairly quiet towards the end. Emmett and Tyler discussed their favorite baseball teams while me and Angela played cards while Mike made yet another desperate attempt to ask Bella out. Spoiler alert he failed.

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