#bar hive

[blood-orange-juice]

Another day in this insane lab.

"N. expressed hope that we can reduce brain dynamics to Ising model." "We will then have to explain why does consciousness arise in the brain but not in ferromagnetics." "How do you know it doesn't?" "True, we can switch to animism, I DON'T MIND."

(note: you can't really do it because of the presence of higher order correlations in the brain, please don't try it. ferromagnetic materials don't show any signs of consciousness either)

[nico-esoterica]

We're gonna do more than Jesus or any great myth here :)

[graciepoetsociety]

i would so unironically sell my soul just to obtain the mcgill sweater rsl wore as wilson in house md i will dedicate my life to getting my hands on it no one understands

[savyir-genesizz-the-wizard]

Cogito is unfurtunatelly not just polish but specifically a polish person who listens to vixa

[mantisgodsdomain]

Apparently there's a fic reading challenge thing this year, but after doing a quick skim of the goals... we don't think we'll be touching it with a ten-foot stick. Some of these goals put a VERY bad taste in our mouth. The idea of a "diversity checklist" isn't supposed to be... literal, we don't think? No? We're remembering that one quote about "listening to people of color being like eating your vegetables for white activists" and we're feeling like it may actually have been understating whatever the hell is going on here.

[atalante241]

I wait for the day Genshin brings in the horses. Why? Because I hold the hope of the first ever horse being part of a playable character.

Just imagine it, a character who’s constantly on a horse. The horse swims with us, we sprint and walk by sitting on the horse.

[hikennosabo]

unfortunately, 90% of canon m/f ships in media, even if there's nothing actually wrong with how they're written, make me feel like my immune system is activating

[harrenhalyuri]

losing my mind over 40k brazil

[teethwasbones]

Thank you local farmers market for giving me a tiny bit of will to live today

[majianguo]

Best Western the Hive - it is incredibly rare to find a hotel in Jakarta with a pool bar. Unfortunately I found the pool to be crowded with children and unclean (most likely due to the number of kids in the pool).

[sand-worms]

*looking at a guy I like so much it makes me feel ill* wgat is your fucking problem

[proteus7]

Mr Hive Kitchen & Bar

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[filipmagnuswrites]

A Troll Walks Into A Bar by Douglas Lamsden - Book Review Now Live!

…But not here! I reached out to my friends at the Fantasy Hive and they published this fantastic indie fantasy noir! But since I like you lot well enough – and you’ve stuck with reading my blog this long – I’ll tell you how I came to read Douglas Lumsden’s A Troll Walks Into a Bar. That’s a story in itself. Some time ago, on Bluesky, the author shared a negative review he received on another of…

[perikocak]

"No, we don't." Peri raised her glass in mock cheers with Britt, shuddering as the alcohol slipped down her throat. Not because of the burn—no, that she welcomed—but because the mere idea of catering her life to Sevda's wishes and opinions sounded like misery.

Mostly, because she'd already tried that once. Had the t-shirt and another failure, among many, added to her mother's list to prove it. By that point in life she'd come to accept that they'd never see eye to eye. That no matter how much she dimmed herself or contorted to fit into a tiny, rigid box she'd still never be the daughter Sevda hoped for.

Wasn't it so lucky her parents went on to have one more?

At least in her little sister, Fae, they finally got all they'd ever hoped for—A thought which saw Peri slugging back the remnants of her drink. Honestly, some days she wondered why she even came back. It's not like anyone, least of all her parents or her sister, needed her around.

Turning on the bar stool, Peri finished silencing the cruelty of her own head by checking out the man in question. And what do you know? Britt was right. Probably. "God no." No offense, but—"Small dick and big ears aside, I think I'd break a man like that long before he ever had the chance to break me, if you know what I mean." Judging by the candid nature of their conversation as a whole she was pretty sure she would.

"Besides, I'm pretty sure I'm sworn off men right now. Or always." There was the Ramadan of it all, meaning she couldn't lose herself in another one night stand even if she wanted to, but with Cem in town... A fingertip scooped up a bead of sweat dripping down her empty glass. Peri smoothed it out along the upper rim until it vanished.

When Britt replaced it with something new she took her time, only sipping. "I don't even know why I'm so frazzled seeing my ex again. I mean, I left him, you know?" When it became clear she was ready to give her all and he was still too caught up in the demons of his past to meet her there, she did what she does best. She packed her bags, wrote a note, and left. It was her choice. Her decision to call it quits after nearly three years.

She moved the hell on, and left a host of nameless men and women across Europe and the States that confirmed it. At the very least, the string of conquests had helped distance herself from memories of him, or them. In theory.

"I think it's just weird, right? The past is supposed to stay in the past. It's not supposed to show up in your hometown looking all tall and dark and bearded and... fuckable. That's so rude, and inconsiderate, and inconvenient, and—" Her mouth snapped shut, effectively halting whatever ramble was due to leave next because, jarring as it was to see him again, it'd also been nice. Somewhere in the midst of shock and suspicion there'd been a tiny spark of excitement.

Peri didn't want excitement. Not the kind that promised it'd only lead to getting hurt twice.

"He's not just visiting, either. He lives here now." Leaning into the exasperation, she tossed her hands. "What the fuck am I supposed to do with that, huh? Accept that I'm probably gonna see him around every time I leave the house to get food or more batteries or decide to tempt fate by downloading Tinder again? I can't exist under these circumstances. Look—" Hooking fingers behind the collar of her shirt she tugged it down and to the side, revealing a hint of tanned, entirely blemish free chest. "I'm breaking out into hives just thinking about it. They're everywhere."

     ❝ ⸻ Most moms would. Mine isn't exactly thrilled I'm a career bartender who can't seem to finish her psychology degree. We don't live for them though, do we? ❞ That question was more rhetorical than commentary. Definitely not judgement of someone that wanted to abide by their parental rule.

It was just—Britt had been at odds with Ulla for 17 years. Ever since she'd asked her to do unspeakable things and hold onto secrets that were destroying her from the inside out.

How did someone take their parent and supposed role model seriously after that?

Now, as a full fledged adult, somehow, Britt knew she could no longer blame her mother or even her father for how dysfunctional she was as an adult. She'd had more than a decade into adulthood where she could've been reshaping her life, but she'd let past trauma and current mistakes that were glaring red flags disrupt and derail whatever progress she'd managed.

What she studied gave her the answers yet somehow Britt consequently thought she was separate from it. Subconsciously, at least. The rules applied to everyone but her.

❝ I appreciate that but I could use some tact. I clearly can read a room. I suppose it's a good thing I'm not a nurse like you, ❞ a smirk played on her lips as she spoke the last bit into a nearly empty glass. Once she'd swallowed her second drink down, having decided she clearly needed to take whatever edge off, Britt caught Peri's eyes. ❝ I have a shit beside manner. Guess I have some work to do before I get my doctorate and start treating people. ❞ If that would even happen at this rate with her track record.

❝ If you wanna talk about it I'm a good sounding board. I promise I won't throw some psych at you. ❞ The thing was Britt was an excellent listener she just didn't ask people what was wrong because she didn't like to pry. 

The saying Peri introduced wasn't one she'd heard but felt fully in her heart. Britt nodded regardless, hopeful that the woman in front of her would elaborate, and watched her drink. For a moment she was mesmerized. She loved Peri's jawline. ❝ Not sure where you heard that but it sure as fuck sounds like the first line in my biography. ❞ The girl was a walking, talking cliché. Her past traumas were due to her parents and brother. Benny counts as a boy, right? Then her current traumas, the ones she seem to so easily create for herself, were due to those past traumas and not resolving them and attracting the worst of boys as partners as a result. 

❝ Shit, ❞ Britt began making Peri another drink, ❝ both in one day? Here... ❞ Once Peri's usual was poured she'd placed it in front of her. ❝ Have another. Which one do you wanna unpack first? If at all... ❞

A glance toward the male that practically kept his eyes glued to Peri's fantastic backside, Britt decided to derail the guy that was beginning to be creepy about his attention. ❝ Eh, the compliments from him wouldn't do you any good anyway. Looks like he's got a small dick. Trust me, you can tell by just a look with a guy. His ears are really large too and I'm not sure that's something you wanna look up at, y'know? ❞

[hoaxghost]

My character for my friends Masks campaign! Her name is Stacy Luuu and she's from an alternate dimension version of earth. She adores highschool dramas and wants nothing more than to be the popular girl at her school and visit smoothie bars.

She's also just avoiding going back home to the hive mind assimilation ceremony