#humanity EE

[atdawn]

HUMANS 3.06

[sinlizards]

Time to live alone, it's time to live alone You did, oh, but you did what you had to

[eldritchelijah]

I somehow had this idea.

Connor discovers the smoke smell lingering on Richard, stemming from Gavin’s smoking around them and while wearing their clothing, and asks about it, so they lie to him. Human-on-android relationships are extremely frowned upon, as are “office romances”, which is why Rich can’t just let go of their supposed smoking habits and say the truth, subsequently riding themselves deeper into trouble. They pretend to go on smoking breaks or carry around a cigarette and a lighter, but quickly realise this just isn’t enough - people never see them smoke, and they’re getting suspicious.

So they start smoking. Just for the show. Just around people, to make their story more believable. That works well, until it doesn’t and Richard one day feels the actual urge to pull on a cigarette. They think to themselves… Well, one won’t do any harm. And then, Neither will one more.

And this is how Richard became a smoker, a story that amuses Gavin to no ends but also makes him weak in the knees every time he thinks about it.

(He’s also really worried.)

[velolceraptor]

TW FOR BLOOD (I think)

Damn bro, what did you eat?!?

Messy eater much?

[loonarmuunar]

MONSTER SYLVIE’S DESIGN!!

Sylvie IS helping Molly, but his motivations are more morally grey than just for the sake of helping her. He’s fascinated by humans, and he has an interesting in studying her. It’s very unclear what he means by studying but Molly isn’t in any immediate danger. For now, at least.

I have NO clue how he would’ve died (maybe medical malpractice?) so uhhh if anyone has any ideas 👁️👁️ lemme know

[ee-where-they-shouldnt-be]

So the break is going to last till mid March but have this thing I drew in gartic phone last night because y'all love Naven torture so much

(that's supposed to be me, Mod Sylvie)

[chippdhearts]

Sofia Curtis in Every Episode [37/49] 7x12 ★ Sweet Jane

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

Is there a post explaining the fnaf Lights Out AU lore?

hold on FNAF??? WYM FNAF GET BACK HERE

[robobrainrot]

Reposting an old TF OC that I dug up from the graveyard while talking to @deliicacymercy

EE Yungjoon (or "YJ" if you're cool) is a mechanic but primarily does body work. He is not paid enough for his job, especially with the shit he has to put up through one particularly strange customer. But hey, when the guy tips a literal grand any time he makes YJ stay late, he can't really complain.

[wrathphoenix]

more or less plotted starter for @knot-ee

Adrian remembered it well. His mother’s death. At some point she had fallen ill and over time she had grown weaker and weaker without anyone knowing what caused her ailment and without anyone being able to cure it and when she had died she had asked the head priest of the church of Quetzalcoatl, Magliabechi, to take in her son and raise him. Adrian had only been ten years old at the time, and before her death his mother had often donated to the church, she had been a devout believer, supporting it in any way she could, and in the end Magliabechi took the young boy under his wing, raising him and training him to be an acolyte.

That had been four years ago and during these years Adrian had been as devoted as his mother had been. Being faithful to the god they worshipped, helping the priests during mass, collecting donations. The boy was a commoner and an orphan at that, and it was only once that he had had the chance to gaze upon their god, not in the form of the countless statues that were placed in the church and everywhere in the city, but at his true form. It wasn’t even one occasion where the Quetzalcoatl was being carried through the city in his palanquin, no, he had seen him in their own church.

It was a random night and Adrian was on duty of making sure Magliabechi had enough water for the night, but once he announced himself with a knock on the door and stepped in, Magliabechi was not alone, he had a guest. And this guest was more beautiful than anyone Adrian had ever seen. His skin had the color of bronze, his hair was long and silky and his eyes were two glowing emeralds. Adrian didn’t have to ask who that man was, it was obvious it could only be *him*. The Quetzalcoatl.

Adrian fell to his knees in reverence immediately, kowtowing before the God, forgetting everything around him. It wasn’t until Magliabechi grabbed him by the arm to pull him to his feet that the boy got the chance to gaze upon the god once more, but soon after that he was shooed out of the room with the request to not come by again that night.

From that day on the boy became even more devout to this beautiful god, he dubbed him The Emerald, and prayed to him under this moniker every single day, but even though he was a faithful devotee, he had a secret, and once it was exposed everything changed. Adrian did not know where this ability came from, but whenever he hurt himself, the wounds seemed to heal much faster than that of a normal human, and everyone knew that those powers usually belonged to creatures of the night. Adrian was no such thing. He was a boy. And he was good. And still, when Magliabechi found out about this secret and power he deemed him a demon, but his power precious enough to offer to their god.

And thus they condemned Adrian to be a sacrifice. The boy struggled against the ropes that were tying him to the Quetzalcoatl’s altar, the rope cutting painfully into his wrists, but they would not yield. Magliabechi approached the altar, petting Adrian’s hair as he praised him, telling him his life-giving blood would be a gift to their god, because there was nothing more precious to give than one’s life.

“Please, I am no demon. I served the Quetzalcoatl well, I would not have done that if I were a creature of the night!”, Adrian tried to defend himself, but Magliabechi soon grew tired of his pleas, forcing a piece of cloth into the boy’s mouth to silence him.

Magliabechi turned away, folding his hands in prayer as he spoke: “Quetzalcoatl, we sacrifice Adrian to you. Spawn of Satan and bringer of life.”

Another acolyte stepped forward, razor-sharp blade in hand. They would cut open the boy’s wrists, leaving his blood to stain and nurture the altar. Adrian closed his eyes. He had dedicated his entire life to the Emerald. He had prayed and served their god obediently every single day. Did he deserve to be killed for a gift he did not understand?

Those were about to be his final moments and all he could think was:

Please, Emerald. Please don’t let them kill me.

[atdawn]

COLIN MORGAN in HUMANS Season 2 Episode 5

[eldritchelijah]

I cropped the background because it wasn’t the best, but this is from that one time I made a colour study off a game screenshot…

[strawburrymeadows]

me when i’m thinking about how humanity comes down to circumstance and our choices, and that no one might be truly evil but just human (i’m thinking about luke castellan)

[o-i-w-u]

can confirm, it is infact very difficult to hold a gun with paws

[ritikowo]

нахуя я вообще живу?

[crow-quet]

here's ida!!! she likes to draw and paint and have fun