#Can you tell??

[hannibal-is-my-comfort-show]

[odo-apologist]

The first part of Quarantine is so interesting, especially in regards to Rimmer and Kryten's relationship. Rimmer is very defensive and hostile towards Kryten in those beginning scenes, and there's a clear reason for it. According to the hierarchy of the Space Corps, and the hierarchy Kryten himself adheres to, he, as a mechanoid, is still the being in the lowest position, with the least rights. While Rimmer may appear officially as "less" than a human, his hologramatic status is still higher than Kryten's. Rimmer, due to his attitude, his personality, all his flaws, is an easy target, but he tries to retaliate by making Kryten into one as well and asserting his authority over him through that hierarchy. It doesn't work, obviously; Lister considers each crew member's personhood as valid, and The Cat has no interest in such a structure. However, it's still a notable move on Rimmer's part, the characteristic way he lashes out when he feels his autonomy, his authority, his being threatened (his existence may be at stake, after all, if the others are considering shutting him off for Doctor Lanstrom).

But I think there's more to it than just that. Of course, this is the episode after Terrorform, which could definitely contribute to Rimmer's behavior here. This counts for all three of them, but what I think is interesting is how that incident might have impacted his view of Kryten specifically. One of Rimmer's negative emotions/traits defeated by the personified positive ones is Mistrust, with Rimmer believing at that point in his crewmates' display of affection towards him. He believes they are telling the truth. He believes that they are genuine. He is disillusioned by their blunt denial right before the episode ends, a pretty harsh betrayal of Rimmer's trust. They lied to him. Kryten, incapable of lying when he was first reconstructed by Lister, was involved in this lie. Perhaps when Rimmer remarks- with such a strong amount of bitterness- that Kryten has changed, he's thinking of that. Maybe Rimmer, a man always afraid that any good thing will be taken away from him, that acts of kindness are suspect, had felt rather assured by Kryten's initial inability to deceive. Now that he has proven himself as capable as the others of lying, he's a bit more upset with him over the rest of them, and he acts accordingly.

[banditblvd]

Hermit a day may day 17-Etho!

Started watching him this season so I can now legally say that I am a male Etho girl

Kitsune/fox Etho gang rise up

[court-of-starss]

Why do I love Eris so much???

Babe.

Who do you think my first fictional crush was?

[simmersofia]

[echo-stimmingrose]

Big Three Cousins at the Beach

Nico: *groans* Why did I agree to this?

Percy: *laying out a beach blanket* Because it will be fun!

Thalia: And technically you didn't agree, Jason and Percy kinda dragged you out of bed.

Nico: You two suck.

Jason: You had been sleeping for like 15 hours!

Hazel: Plus, Will said you needed more sun.

Percy: He's right. You look like a vampire.

Nico: Are we sure we can't drown him?

Percy: No, but you're welcome to try.

Thalia: Race you to the water, Ocean Boy!

Percy: You're on.

Thalia and Percy *running towards the ocean*

Thalia: *Trips Percy* Oops. *Continues running*

Percy: *Spits sand* BITCH

Thalia: Haha!

Percy: *uses the water to dunk her before running to the ocean*

Thalia: *Spews water* ASSHOLE

Thalia and Percy: *wrestling in the ocean*

***

Percy: Guys look! It's a sand shark!

Nico: *pales* *tries to run to the beach and trips, faceplanting in the water*

Thalia: *trying not to laugh* *picks up Nico and takes him to the beach*

Jason: *sitting on the blanket with Hazel* You okay?

Nico: *shuddering* I-I don't like sharks!

Percy: Come on they're like the puppy dogs of the sea!

Nico: No-no!

Thalia: You literally befriend hellhounds.

Nico: That is different!

Thalia: How is that different???

Nico: I-I... You know what? You're a daughter of Zeus who is scared of heights! I don't want to hear it!

Thalia: Bitch! *Kicks sand at him*

Nico: *kicks sand back and misses, hitting Percy*

*sand fight ensues*

Hazel and Jason: *building a sand castle*

***

Percy: *talking to a sea horse*

Jason: This is weird... right????

Nico: I can't say anything, I talk to dead people.

Jason: Yeah okay.....

Percy: *walks back, very sad*

Hazel: Are you okay?

Thalia: What's wrong, Kelp Man?

Percy: A dolphin got caught in a net and drowned itself....

Nico: Is the dolphin economy that bad?

Thalia: *spews soda*

Percy: *horrified fish noises*

Hazel: *scolds* Nico!

Nico: I- *XD*

Hazel: Nico...

Nico: I'm Sorr- No I can't. I'm not even sorry.

[smoreal]

Okay probably totally off the mark here but what if Gerald wanted to create Shadow in the exact image of Super Sonic, a la gold and red color palette, but Maria said ‘but my favorite color is black…’ and Black Doom was like ‘make him black, Gerald. And give him a cool red strip like me.’

[rarephloxes]

you what’d be pretty cool? supernatural au with eris and lucien… just two bros in the their cool car roadtripping

saving people

killing things

the family business

[if-you-like-pina-colada-s]

I'm not gonna lie yall, art block is being nasty w me rn. But here, have a little Yaoyao for your troubles :)

[kwanisms]

I'm getting real sick of minors completely disregarding warnings on our blogs that say to not interact with our works. I don't care if you're 16 or 17 or how mature you think you are.

YOU. ARE. A. MINOR.

My blog says minors do not interact.

My blog is 18+

Which means if you are UNDER 18, get the fuck off my blog.

My blog is for ADULTS

How many fucking times do I need to say it?

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME.

How else do I need to say it?

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH MY BLOG.

What will it take for you to fucking listen?

MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG. MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG. MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG. MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG. MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG. MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG. MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG. MINORS STOP INTERACTING WITH MY BLOG.

[notdrifting]

no thoughts, just tywin x joanna feels.

[happylikeasadsong]

i spend the past two days editing this chapter and i still feel it's not good enough, so i decided to let it go

[backstage-if]

hi! pls facts about wille? before and after college?

Hey! Of course.

I actually loved getting to talk about Wille this early on.

Before college:

Wille used to be part of the track team at school. They actually really enjoyed it and stayed for a few years.

Wille is the oldest of three kids. Their twin siblings were born during Wille's high school years.

They used to spend all of their free time at MC's house (and MC's mom wasn't a fan).

Their grandma taught them how to sew.

During/after college:

Business major! Their parents have a store! Wille hated every second of it!

Wille (and MC, by default) didn't get to be/have roommates bc their college was SUPER close to home.

They moved less than one year ago.

Wille has an old sewing machine in their room. It's quite loud and their neighbours openly dislike it!

Fun fact: Wille was the one who told MC to audition. They're in the costume department of the play.

[messy-does-cosmology]

OK nobody panic but I'm getting my next tattoo on Thursday hopefully

[girl-intrigued]

[fbfh]

Kit Walker kisses your belly good morning and good night, hello and goodbye every day for your entire pregnancy. he holds you tight in his arms, palms flat on your back and waist, and presses a big smooch to your lips, then one to your belly. he addresses you as his two favorite people, his sweethearts, his babies. Kit presses kisses into your neck while he rubs his hands on your belly, astounded at the life you have growing inside it, the life you made together. Kit rubs your shoulders when they get stiff and makes you tea before bed. he insists you sit down and rest as often as possible, and has a newfound appreciation for everything you do to make your house into a warm inviting home, even more than he did before. Kit reads books on childcare every night before bed, and probably knows as much as you do if not more by now. Kit takes you to all your doctor's appointments, he hasn't missed one and he doesn't plan on it. Kit helps you decorate the nursery just like you planned, down to every last detail. The ceiling trim, the curtains, the way he arranged the toys, even the color of the woodstain on the rocking chair are all exactly like you wanted. He saw how many long hours you put into planning it out, and he's determined to execute it to the nines. It paid off, the nursery is both your favorite room in the whole house. Sometimes he walks around there while you're asleep, making sure it's as perfect as he left it last time (it always is). He looks through the toys, wondering how they'll change with age and love, looks through the books, figuring out what order to read them all to your baby. he grabs one or two to read now for practice, so he can get all the voices right by the time baby is here. you wake up from your nap to find him close by, reading Beatrix Potter stories softly to himself, to your baby. he keeps glancing up once in a while at your belly, hoping junior can hear him in there. once you're up he kisses you, then kisses your baby, just like he always does. Kit Walker is so excited to be a dad, so excited for you to be parents, and he wouldn't want to do it with anyone else.