#starship promise atlas

[incorrectlovestruck]

Jaxon: And once again, Jaxon and Orion save the day. Atlas: You didn't do anything. It was all Orion. Jaxon: We're a package deal. Everyone knows that.

[babylovestruck]

Looking Through My Old IPad and wishing I saved more moments of them 🥺

[smallcjb]

I Need You To Know (Part 3)

- First of all, if you can all take mercy on me 😅 I have not written any sort of Drabble in a LOOOONGGG time. Like 6 years. And I saw a comment that was like, I guess there’s no part 3 and I couldn’t just leave it here. So I apologise if this ends up not seeming cohesive, but I am trying to bring closure to a Drabble series I started when I was a literal teenager 😅 I hope you enjoy! 💜 -

*MC pov*

Later that night I can’t sleep. I lie there, just staring up at the ceiling. Of course I’m just an asset to him. I really was just kidding myself to think otherwise.

An asset.

The words ring out in my head over and over again. I’d put myself in front of GUNS for him. What an idiot.

I feel rejected. Which is stupid because he was never mine. We haven’t even had a real conversation that isn’t around my ‘talents’. But somehow I did feel connected.

I sigh. I can’t just stay here moping. I get up and leave my room. I need to sort myself out, so I go knock on his door, maybe I can get some consolation.

Jaxon opens the door, looking a little confused to see me standing there.

“MC? You alright?”

“Can I come in? I need….I just need.” I don’t finish the sentence. I don’t know what it is I need but Jaxon seems like an easy option. He gestures behind him and I walk in.

“What the hell was that earlier? Standing in front of him like that? Stockholm syndrome? Like what?!”

He starts going off at me and that’s when I just go screw it. I curl my hands into his hair and kiss him. He freezes for a moment before he starts kissing me back.

The kiss starts to deepen and I feel his hand start to roam when….when….What am I doing?! I know I’m sad, but this is irational, this is stupid.

I pull away as quickly as I pulled him in. I see his confusion. It probably mirrors my own. And then I rush out before he has a chance to say anything.

*Antares pov*

As I’m heading to the toilet, the only privacy I’ll get on this ship, a door behind me opens. MC? She’s rushing out of the room looking panicked? And right behind her….

Jaxon…

What did he do to her?! Anger boils my blood and before I’m even thinking I’ve got him pinned up agains the wall.

“What did you do to her?” A growl enters my voice.

At this anger he actually smirks at me. A smirk!

“I didn’t do anything.” He says in a mocking tone. “She, on the other hand, just gave me the most mind blowing kiss I think she needed a minute to cool off.”

My grip loosens at this but my anger doesn’t. She kissed HIM? But? What am I even about to think. I told her she’s an asset, what right do I have to feel jealous. I let him go and walk off.

*MC pov*

The next day, feeling groggy would be an understatement for how I’m feeling. What was I thinking? I mean, I was thinking I was hurt and I wanted to feel something good. But that did not feel good. It felt wrong actually.

I go to grab some lunch when I run into Antares in the canteen. I give him a small smile and then walk past, grabbing what I need. How is he alone in here? Did Orion trust his twin more than we thought?

“Have a good night last night?”

Im caught off guard by his voice.

“Sorry?”

“Last night, did you have fun?”

Is that….hurt in his eyes? Fun last night? What is he….? Oh shit. He saw? But how could he think that was fun. All it was was a quick kiss and me running away?

Finally catching on I answer his question. “You think running out of someone’s room after the most awkward kiss is fun?” I see his eyebrows shoot in before he can train his face into the usual stoic look. “Why do you care anyway? I’m just your asset. I can be an engineer while kissing other people.” He lets out a grunt at that.

Before I get to explore what’s happening here more, Atlas and Orion walk in.

“So, we should be at a neutral colony in the next 5 hours, and we can be rid of our….guest.” Orion pauses on the word, probably trying to determine what matches him best.

“Good. I’ve decided I’ll leave you be with the engineer. I’ve got a back up in mind anyway.”

My heart stops.

He has a back up? Then why the hell would he even bother trying to get me back?

That hurts. Again, for no logical reason. But that I’ve been replaced so easily.

*Antares pov*

Of course I haven’t replaced her, and seeing that hurt across her face again awakens something inside of me. Something that makes me uncomfortable.

But she could see her kiss with Silva bothered me. And I can’t have that. I don’t care.

She is just. An. Asset.

Nothing more. That’s what I need to remind myself. So when I get off this ship, I will find a replacement. She made her choice.

Even if she said it was awkward? Maybe she means she just feels awkward telling me about it.

Whatever it is, this is not good for me. My crew probably already think I’ve hit my head or something. I will get off at this colony, call my crew, and forget about all of this.

Done. Easy.

* 5 hours later *

We land and I hear Orion and his crew speaking about what resources they need to collect before setting back off.

They drop me off in front of a communications centre and say next time I try and board their ship unannounced I’ll have a bullet in my chest. Such gracious hosts.

I call my crew and they tell me they’ll be with me as soon as possible.

Great, so I’ll just wait on this desolate colony. Maybe I should find a bar, get some drinks in me. It’s not like I can embarrass myself in front of my crew anymore.

I head straight to the barmaid and order 4 shots of the brightest green shot they have available. That should dull the last day for at least a little while.

As I’m downing my third shot I catch a glimpse of a familiar face. I turn, my head and I fail miserably at hiding the shock on my face.

MC?

I try to train my face back to neutrality.

“What are you doing here?” I keep my voice bland, disinterested, though that’s far from how I’m feeling.

She looks like she’s trying to bring up some deep hidden confidence. I see her pull a semi convincing confident smile.

“We have unfinished business.”

- That’s it for Part 3. I know, it’s rusty and awful, but at least I’m trying….right? 😅 Part 4 may be coming, or maybe I’ll disappear for another 6 years, who knows 😁 -

[cometthespacechinchilla]

I forgot that during the weddings everyone else tends to wear their nicer outfits and Atlas is just like "bomber jacket IS business formal"

[ewa-jednak-chce-spac]

Congratulations to Sareth fans

Sareth won with Atlas x Starship Promise human mc in my one true ultimate shipping tournament and advanced to round two!

Atlas x Starship Promise human mc fans, don’t weep, because your ship remains awesome!

[megatraven]

actually i hope starship promise gets re-released. i desperately want to reread atlas

[dizzy-pixels]

Starship Promise Lore

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Backstory

So basically it was a time when more and more sentient beings were entering space and the humans saw this and wanted to establish diplomatic relations with them as well as explore the galaxy for more. They established the Union for this purpose. But soon what started as an endeavor for exploration quickly turned to colonization and exploitation. This resulted in the Colonial Wars. During the war, a faction rose to challenge the Union's rule, the Empire. While the universe is in a state of disarray, some try to take advantage of the chaos to establish themselves and gain great wealth resulting in the Underground where fortune hunters, bounty hunters, space pirates, arms dealers, and other shady deals take place. Sometimes either faction of the war may secretly use their services to gain an upper hand over the other.

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The Union

The Union's official name is the Union of Democratic Star Systems. It was started by humans for space exploration and diplomacy with other alien planets and those it established diplomacy with entered the Democratic Star Systems. But the Union's benevolent image is propaganda which conceals a history of unlawfully occupying planets, seizing their assets, and oppressing their native residents. This resulted in the Colonial Wars and a faction that split into what would become the Empire. The Union's military is ruled by a collection of admirals and runs on representative democracy. Because the Union was started by humans, most high positions are filled by humans. Aliens may be faced with prejudice when attempting to rise the ranks. Admirals in the Union are dressed in pristine white uniforms with shiny gold trim on their uniforms. Underlings wear the same style of uniform, but colored in earthy tones.

• Admirals: Sol, Mirra, Vyrnas, Evander • Lieutenant: Aquilla • The Fire Falcons: The Fire Falcons was a Union Fighter Pilot Team. Atlas was once a part of it. It's now inactive as most members of this squadron have died. • Mechanized Forces Team: Constructed under Project Bahamut, The Union develops powered mech suits which include functions such as speech commands, flight, ammunition, and a shoulder cannon. These mech suits are only given to the Mechanized Forces Team which is led by Tyrian Aquilla. However, under Operation Echinemon run by Admiral Vyrnas, he implanted a chip in the robots. It's a failsafe in the suits the team members are unaware about where the Union can control whoever is wearing it by overriding the person and shutting off their feelings. Turning them into essentially killing machines.

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The Empire

The Empire's official name is The Galactic Liberation Front. It's goal is in the name, to liberate the Galaxy from the colonization of the Empire by fighting back and then establishing themselves as ruler and protector of the galaxy. However they too aren't immune to using force to accomplish this goal, such as taking planets by force to expand their reach over the Union and believe the end justifies the means. For example, in order to keep their military supplied, they sow disorder in the colonies they rule over and leave them rundown so that they can get more recruits trying to leave poverty and join their military for a better life. Their military is ruled by its Emperor and his heir, Imperial Princess Vespira. The Empire consists of humans and aliens alike working together for liberation. Though there are sperate cells in the Empire who have conflicting opinions on how to reach this goal and don't agree with the current way. Officers of the Empire wear black uniforms fairly dripping with gleaming gold accents. Officers often wield "beam sabers," and can use them to deflect blaster fire.

• Commander: Bazirg, Fox, Petros • Admiral: Fairchild • Empire Black Ops: The Empire Black Ops was a small elite force of empire soldiers. However, it soon became a corrupt branch of the Empire military that participated in crimes. The group was disbanded after all its members were dishonorably discharged. • Super Soldiers: Dr. Xendalia often works commissions for the Empire. She herself is working on an army of Super Soldier clones. They are referred to with Greek letters. There's Alpha (aka Nova), Beta, and Gamma. • Super Weapons: Besides super soldiers, the Empire puts its resources into creating other super weapons. The main one was the creation of a super weapon named Ragnarok. The superweapon was intended for fighting smoke aliens. However, since they also used it to destroy smoke-infested planets while people were still living on them and not evacuating first, the Starship Crew destroyed it. Another superweapon was the creation of a nanobot swarm called Fenrir. They planned to use it on the Union.

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Human MC

Human MC grew up on the Union Colony of Olympus-7 her whole life, never even seeing other systems or planets until the story starts. She worked as an engineer until people started coming after her, and she's capable of quite a lot of technological wizardry. While some routes focus more on her hacking and programming skills, other routes showcase her talents as an inventor. The story (for the original Promise Crew routes) always begins with Human MC making a discovery which draws the Empire to come hunting her, but the nature of that discovery is different in each route. She can be described as smart, quick thinking, but awkward and have a habit of talking to herself and saying things out loud. Her chain of thought bounces around like a ball in a pinball machine, lightning-fast but very easily sidetracked onto irrelevant tangents. But she's truly a genius engineer able to hack, build, and fix anything. She has the ability to solve what was thought to be unsolvable theoretical physics problems. Her other greatest quality is having a big heart. Her abilities cumulates to her saving the world.

Alien MC

Alien MC was a overachieving accountant major, studying at a big-name university when she fell in love with a private investigator. They became partners, both work-related and romantically. She dropped out of university to work cases with him full-time. On their first major job together, her partner sold her out. A professional and romantic failure. With no degree or other skills, she decided to stick it out as a PI on her own, but the scars of that failed relationship still linger. Not getting proper closure weighed her down more than she'd like to admit. MC's mom doesn't know she's a PI and thinks she thinks she's an accountant consultant. While not a genius like the Human MC, the Alien MC is still a gadget nerd and can repair her tech when it's broken as well as make some small modifications. She modified her wrist tablet on her arm that also has a built in universal translator. She also has great observation and critical thinking skills. She knows how to shoot a blaster, but doesn't know how to fly a ship. Her personality is being married to her job as she basically threw her life into her work after her first love betrayed her. She is more serious and want to be the best PI she can be.

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The Evil Force

The smoke creatures that show up across various route are aliens of unknown origin who move from planet to planet, consuming all life and then moving on. They have the ability to evolve to the point where they have glowing red eyes in the midst of their dark, swirling masses. They can even maintain a form that can impersonate people (though their eyes are still red) allowing them to assimilate among people. Their weakness is bright light or particular crystals. The potential invasion of the smoke aliens is the overarching plot arc in the first few Promise Crew routes.

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Colonies

Space colonization allowed the Union to use outer space for permanent habitation as extraterrestrial territory. They set up colonies on space stations. These colonies have controlled gravity, oxygen, and weather. They are typically named after places of paradise.

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[hazele-omega]

i constantly talk about writing yet share nothing...i promise i am actually doing stuff lmao

to prove that i really am here is a mostly spoiler free bit of Lucien the Korvax pirate being terrifying (it's not in the chapter I should be writing, which is the main problem here, but y'know)

obligatory robot violence content warning

i am very much looking for constructive feedback from anyone who has any /srs /gen

The Korvax's face-lights switched back on, their carapace sparking. Lucien's eye burned into theirs as it began to happen.

// CORRUPTION DETECTED //

source: [divergent/traveller/bio-??unknown??]

// Atlas Protocol: IMMEDIATE CONTAINMENT //

// convergence signal [REDACTED]/[REDACTED]/[RED-D--D-----

They could feel them leaving. Like a starship running out of fuel mid-flight, the engines going dark; like a sun vanishing below the horizon of a breathless moon, abandoning it to an empty-eyed planet's silhouette; like the tide pulling away at shells on the beach, every memory, every moment, everything that they together knew slipping into the untouchable abyss. Gone.

"You see now, don't you?" Lucien leaned in just a little closer.

"I felt them. I saw how scared they were. Scared of you, the demon, the sinner, who looked too close and saw too much and who could rip their little world apart. And it doesn't matter that you didn't mean to, or that you wouldn't hurt them, because you are nothing more to them now than the information you hold."

Gone. Gone. The Korvax didn't know how to move.

"Chances are, your existence has already been erased. Now it's just the two of us - the only souls in the whole world that understand what I saw. I am the only one who knows you...what was your name again?"

Their name. They could not remember it.

"It doesn't matter," Lucien continued, "because when this is over, I will wipe you from my memory. Every piece of self that you still carry within you, and every piece that I have seen, will disappear. Permanently."

The shivering Korvax did not resist as their head was gently lowered, little lightning jolts scattering as Lucien lifted a panel from its back. An electronic mind was revealed - glowing softly, slightly warm, small lights slowly flicking out.

Ever so delicately, they lifted it from the head, nanites running between their fingers.

"Now let me show you," they whispered, "what it's like to be forgotten."

They clenched their hand, crushing the brain within.

[klimkovsky]

Awaiting the first launch of Blue Origin’s New Glenn rocket

Blue Origin is a direct and perhaps the closest competitor to SpaceX. Its founder, Jeff Bezos (Jeffrey Preston “Jeff” Bezos), better known as the founder and owner of Amazon, as well as the head of the Washington Post publishing house, was the richest man on the planet for several years, and only a couple of years ago he gave up his place in this rating to Elon Musk. Almost simultaneously with Elon Musk, Jeff Bezos assessed the prospects of the private sector in American and world cosmonautics, and began to actively invest in this industry — he created an aerospace company, whose name for many years was associated only with commercial suborbital jumps to the edge of the earth’s atmosphere — an attraction for the rich. But in parallel with this, a heavy-class carrier was being developed, strategically aimed at reusability.

This development has been delayed. The launch of the New Glenn rocket (named after the first American astronaut to make the first orbital flight, John Glenn) has been expected for many years. Its creation began more than 10 years ago, but since then the dates for demonstrating at least something have only been postponed. Contracts were even signed for the launch of payloads, but most of them were terminated due to the unreadiness of the carrier, or postponed indefinitely. For example, in 2021, New Glenn was supposed to deliver a research station to the Moon, and in 2023, send another rover to Mars. Most of the failed Blue Origin contracts went to (it’s not hard to guess who) SpaceX. It’s gotten ridiculous — like SpaceX, Blue Origin aims to create its own satellite constellation for broadband Internet access around the world (this is the so-called Project Kuiper — an analogue of the Starlink system), and the New Glenn rocket was primarily developed for this project, but the first devices of Jeff Bezos’ satellite constellation were launched into orbit by Elon Musk’s Falcon 9 carriers.

The delay in the development of New Glenn is largely due to problems in the development of BE-4 engines. These are innovative engines on a Methane-Oxygen fuel pair. Elon Musk preferred Kerosene-Oxygen fuel for his workhorse Falcon 9 and was right. Despite the promising benefit of using methane, the technology of methane engines is still only being researched. But Bezos decided not to waste time on temporary solutions and ended up getting stuck at the development and testing stage, which also let down industry partners — the American space giant ULA (United Launch Alliance), whose Vulcan rocket (which replaced the Atlas-5 launch vehicle, which used Russian RD-180 engines) also could not put anything into orbit for several years, since there were no BE-4 engines for it. And most of ULA’s contracts also went to SpaceX.

But now the engines are ready, and even Vulcan has already launched a couple of times. But New Glenn still couldn’t take off — apparently, the development was stuck on something else besides the engines. At the end of 2024, the stumbling block was the launch permit from the FAA, which had previously passionately slowed down test flights of the Starship system from SpaceX, but now it seems the American regulator has a new passion.

However, permission has already been received — in the first days of the new year 2025. Fire tests of the carrier, which has been on the launch pad at Cape Canaveral for many days, have been conducted. The launch may occur in the very near future, but not earlier than January 10.

This will be a demonstration flight, during which a demo version of the orbital tug “Blue Ring Pathfinder” will appear in space, which will not even separate from the second stage — it will be deorbited (submerged) together with it. Orbital tugs are a relatively new direction in space technology. The cost of launches is rapidly falling. And the cost of the payload is still quite high. For example, launching into orbit can cost from 50 to 100 million dollars, but the device itself can cost a billion. Its service life is limited by the wear of solar panels or the supply of fuel for correction and raising the orbit. What if it was possible to refuel a satellite worth a billion for 100 million dollars or transfer it to another orbit, replace a number of components right in orbit, or even deorbit it — with the help of a special satellite — a tug? Previously, this was not thought about. Of course, the Space Shuttle system sometimes solved such problems, but now it is gone, and there are satellites waiting for servicing in orbit. New players in the space technology market are also trying to fill this niche with their developments. Blue Origin is also developing tugs. “Blue Ring Pathfinder” is their brainchild. It turns out that in the upcoming flight we will see a demonstration of two promising technologies at once.

Blue Ring — a space tug from Blue Origin

Source: Universe and Human

Author: Andrey Klimkovsky

[ramrodd]

What are the merits and demerits of "Atlas Shrugged" by Ayn Rand?

The essential merit is the triangulation of Dagny Taggart, Barbie and the shower scene in Starship Troopers. The essential demerit is the glorification of the domestic terrorism of John Galt.

COMMENTARY:

The singular merit of Atlas Shrugged is Dagny Taggart. She is the most fully realized female character in literature. She is a masterpiece of characterization. If Ayn Rand had any useful capacity in objective personal inventory, she would have cut the novel by a third around her and written a third novel to complete a portrait of the “sense of life” at the core of her collage of sound bites and syllogisms she assembled around the Virtue of Selfishness. Dagny Taggart is the Princess Leia hologram her narrative created in my mind. Dagny Taggart springs in Technicolor from the drab industrial environment of Pittsburgh when its rivers caught on fire.

There is an important cultural consequence of Dagny Taggart in the popular imagination of the Boomer Generation at the moment birth control became safe, cheap, effective and legal along with Barbie and actual women like Audrey Hepburn and Jackie O and Lauren Bacall and a whole range of Hollywood women. Ayn Rand didn’t understand sex until she took what amounted to a straight Twink as a lover when she was in her 40s and married. She was married, but her marriage to Frank O’Connor was a desperate strategy to remain in America by marriage. Frank is one of the people she sincerely loved, but it was a very porcelain relationship, a sort of running New Yorker cover. But she was entirely submitted to getting fucked on her living room floor on a full length mink coat by Nathaniel Branden, a psychologist who isolated Self-Esteem as a significant structure of the ego when he was in his twenties and married to his college sweat heart, who was later murdered by post-hypnotic suggesting during a telephone conversation with Ayn Rand. Rand fucked with her mind in some way Rand knew Barbara was vulnerable to strobe paralysis, that thing that happened in Discos from people becoming dazzled by the light display like a deer in headlights. Barbara apparently was dazzled by light flickering off the water of an indoor pool and she checked out, mentally, and tripped into the pool and drowned.

And Dagny Taggart was who Ayn Rand was when she was fucking Nathaniel Branden Dagny was an active California Sport Fucker and Ayn Rand wouldn’t have know what that meant until the day she died.

Now, I need to go see Barbie. The connection between Barbie and Dagny and the Cosmo Woman is inescapable. The Sex in the City was the adventures of pre-Reagan Sport Fuckers in a Joffrey Ballet/Studio 54 Tucker Carlson-free Woodstock Nation play ground.

You see, the third of the book I would cut out was when John Galt appears and she becomes her BDSM dungeon master and all the Technicolor disappears and becomes the grubby industrial black and white of the dystopian universe of Donald Trump’s business culture.

John Galt is a domestic terrorist committed to dismantling the administrative state.

Now, everything about Atlas Shrugged is fantasy. When I first started to read it in 1962, I thought it was science fiction like Frank Herbert but with the promise of a lot more sex, with Dagny Taggart the literary come-on of a sideshow bait and switch. I had read Anthem before my sister had a paperback version of the book and encouraged me to read it because it had some interesting ideas. Her idea of interesting ideas were totally elusive to me over the years, but she was a serious campus intellectual and lived that way her entire life.

I don’t think it was her. Most of Women’s Literature is lost on me. There’s a real Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus thing going on for me in terms of women’s literature, but there it is.

So, I’m not sure what the interesting ideas were for her in Atlas Shrugged, but I wasn’t hooked and decided it wasn’t ever begin to work as an adventure story like, say, Robert Heinlein. And, except for Dagny Taggart, there wasn’t enough sex explicit for my pleasure. By and large, everything sexy happens off stage, sort of like Dezi and Lucy sleeping in twin beds. I mean, i figured out John Galt was the mysterious friend of Dagny’s brother. I quit reading in 1962 when I realized that the play date between Dagny’s brother and the mysterious stranger, was supposed to be a pericope of great subtlety and artistry.

I read it completely in 1995, during a market adjustment when Clinton’s economic policy shrugged off the speculative foam lingering from Vietnam and Stagflation and we almost became the Green New Deal. If his election hadn’t been stolen by the butterfly ballots, Gore would have extended Clinton’s sallt water economics another 4 years that would have completed the paradigm shift from the Military Industrial Complex to the Green New Deal and we would have a permanent lunar colony by 2010,

And during this market flat-line, I discovered that Alan Greenspan was a disciple of Ayn Rand and I was trying to understand what he said was goin on in the markets, which I now know was the Fresh Water economics of the University of Chicago. I could tell that he realized the Fresh Water models weren’t working and was trying to find the language for what was going on.

As a consequence, I had to read Atlas Shrugged. Her collection of essays describing Objectivism didn’t connect with any dots I could discern in Greenspan’s economic modeling. They didn’t share any map sheet with each other nor with anything I found useful. Paul Krugman’s Salt Water economics in the dynamical economies of scale in his Peddling Prosperity is pretty much what I was seeing in the NYSE in 1994 after the Triple Witching in March. Because of electronic trading, there is always a certain level of “chatter” in the markets that didn’t exist before 1979. Nixon’s banking and securities policies anticipated electronic trading and created the structures that created Silicon Valley. During August of 1994, virtually all the speculative and inflationary froth lingering from the financing for the Vietnam war was flushed out of the NYSE as everyone went to the beach and let the programs keep the markets open. In addition, Clinton’s salt water economics fixed a great deal of what Reaganomics had fucked up with the Fresh Water economics of Supply Side Free Market class warfare.

But people who embrace Atlas Shrugged as the operators manual for Reaganomics don’t have any more idea how the economy actually works than Alan Greenspan did in 1994. What no one saw coming was Newt Gingrich as Speaker of the House and the transfer of the legislative processes from elected constitutional officers to Grover Norquist, who began dictating economic policy to the January 6 Republicans-in-training as MAGA service dogs.

If Dagny Taggart had exposed John Galt as a domestic terrorist seemingly determined to dismantling the administrative state but actually enthralled by the enchantment of an evil cabal of Criminal Fascists and that she and Hank Reardon embarked on a quest to free John Balt from CAW, the evil cadre causing the social collapse of Atlas Shrugged . She could have ended Atlas Shrugged as a cliff hanger, as thy are bale to co-opt John Galt’s television address that stalls the CAW insurgency from achieving the constitutional overthrow at the end of Atlas Shrugged,

And the third volume in the Sense of Life trilogy would have Dagny saving John Galt and turning the whole world to Technicolor and ending in the Pink Dream House of Barbie, the Movie, on the beach at Malibu with a naked, coed beach volley ball court out the patio in the back. The subtitle for the trilogy would be “Escape from the Parable of the Cave”..

So, the essential merit of Atlas Shrugged is Dagny Taggart.

The essential demerit is is Objectivism is total Free Market, Fres Water Economics, Commercial Fascism crap. It’s the Harvard MBA program business model that the Studio Executives are trying to shove down the throat of Fran Drescher and SAG in opposition to the superior Salt Water Quality Assurance business model of organized labor.

But that’s another story.

[incorrectlovestruck]

Atlas: I don’t get paid enough for this.

Human SP MC: Paid enough for what?

Atlas: *vaguely waves his hand towards the Starship Promise crew*

[lostgirl97]

Me waiting for Lovestruck to release a route with Alien MC for the best LI from SP(if not the entire app). 

[seduceme-lovestruck-thearcana]

ATLAS ROUTE GOT ME CRYING ABOUT TYRIAN AND MC😭😭

But then I skipped ahead a bit and learned that they’re friends again and I’m so happy😌

[ewa-jednak-chce-spac]

[megatraven]

Question which lovestruck characters would say these lines

"I told ominis his ears turn red when he lies."

"why did you do that?"

"so that I can do this, hey ominis do you love us!"

"no" (replace ominis name with a character of your choice)

funny enough, i was drawing this with alex, mc, and medusa at one point! alex being the one whose ears turn red, on account of.....

their ears really do go red when they get blushy. it just feels like it fits.

i think the sketches are on my old laptop though so i can't grab em for proof :^)

that said, i could ALSO see it for a havenfall ot3, maybe mc, jd, and mac? or mc, jd, and razi. ALSO. starship promise mc, atlas, and jaxon. there's so many potential characters/ships it works for. i won't list them all but now im Thinking About It

[retroandreal]

Beautiful (Antares x MC)

SURPRISE BISS!! Quarantine got me messed up with boredom so I came up with this for our Admiral Angst. This was totally a completely new ball game for me since I have no clue whatsoever with domestic scenes but I want to thank my amazing friend on Instagram who helped me through this. Without her, I wouldn’t even have a story out in the small amount of time I posted this. Also, tagging @official-alex-cyprin​ cause I love them. 

AN; This song was inspired by the song ‘Beautful’ by Bazzi featuring Camila Cabello cause like... feels and more soft uwu feels for our favourite Empire royal couple. Can anyone say “Power Couple”?

Summary; Admiral Angst can’t sleep but our big brain MC is like “I wanna stay with you till you fall asleep” 

“Stars… she’s beautiful” I whisper to myself, lightly swallowed by the gurgling of the overarching aquarium installed over the head of our bed. The faint glow from the water encased in the glass and refraction of the inner lights mirror onto her face.

Like a dream.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful angel

She’s all mine.

My beautiful wife.

My empress.

I give her a quick yet delicate peck and rest my forehead onto hers, making sure none of my body weight falls into our intimate gesture. Quietly padding towards the doors, I look back at her in her blissful slumber.

Love your imperfections, every angle

“Sweet dreams, my queen”

The thought of the piles of official documents sitting on my desk sours my mood as I make my way towards the ship’s office. Well, no time like the present… and time is of the essence. Time to get to work.

~~~~~

The bed seems cold… too cold.

“Babe?” I blindly feel the bed next to me but feel no presence of him. Still warm, though. He couldn’t have been gone for too long.

“Antares?” Wiping the sleep from my eyes, my vision becomes clear as I scan the expanse of our shared quarters. Nowhere to be seen. Knowing him, he probably couldn’t get to sleep and currently in the office getting some extra work done. He always does this; working to the bone until his body finally gives in before his brain does. Sure, it pains me to see him exhaust himself, but these are our responsibilities. Becoming royalty for the Empire, we knew of the consequences and sacrifices we would have to make. Even if that means being more dedicated to our jobs than our personal life, even each other. There are times when I miss him dearly, my body aches for his touch that I have been severely thirsting for. Sometimes it would be hours, even days where I wouldn’t even get to say ‘hello’ to him. However, every time he lays his eyes on me from across the room, I can still sense his love, the pride that he holds on me… and that is always enough to make me push myself. Day by day.

“I should go see him” Untangling myself from the messy sheets, I climb out of the bed. I search for my jump-suit, but instead spot Antares’ cape haphazardly thrown onto the foot of the bed, slightly grazing the cold floor. He always loved me wearing his uniform, a freshly discovered turn-on we both found out when we first started dating. I wrap his cape around me as if my own to shield my underdressed body from the coolness of the ship’s hallways, and anyone’s eyes if they so happen to be awake as well and see my state of undress. One run-in with a bashful Corvus is one-too-many for my liking.

Making a detour to the mess hall, I make two cups of herbal tea and grab a small pastry, heating it up slightly to pair well with the beverage. Juggling the tray of food and keeping the cape wrapped around my body seems to be a bit of a task in itself but I know Antares will appreciate the gesture… if he doesn’t kick me out the second he see me and sends me off to bed like a child attempting to play hooky.

Tiptoeing into the office, his back is turned against the door as he gazes out towards the outer expanse of the unexplored galaxy. The stars twinkling against his skin makes him seem more ethereal than he already does. God, how beautiful he looks. Quietly placing the tray down on the cushioned stool, so not to make a noise, I wrap my cape-clad arms around his torso and feel him tense up a bit as my warm skin meets his cooler torso.

“Is that my cape you’re wearing? Naughty, naughty my love”

I smirk into his back, “I knew you’d love it, Antares”

Your touch is heaven-sent

Beautiful, beautiful sight right now

“You should be asleep, my empress”

“The bed was too big and cold”

“You’re working again?”

“No, still, my love. I couldn’t sleep…” He sighs in defeat, so I kiss between his shoulder blades. I feel him soften and sag in my arms. I know he’s exhausted, so I lead him to sit down on the couch and offer him the tea and pastry before sipping on my own mug.

“So… this is what it is now, huh? Never ending paperwork?”

I look into the contents of my mug, hiding my eyes but slowly nodding as if agreeing with what he just said.

“You think this could ever change?” he piques

“Probably not, we knew what we were getting into even as far back as staging our coup against your sister”

We fall into a comfortable silence. The slow humming of the ship’s engine on auto-pilot the only sound we manage to hear.

“Do you feel lonely, MC? When I’m not around?”

“Sometimes, but I know you’re not doing it on purpose. We’re both busy people anyway… ya ’know? Royalty and stuff like that”

He chuckles slightly behind his hand. He looks at me seriously.

“I mean…”

He grabs my hands from within the cape’s fabric

“Would you like a child?”

The sudden request makes me choke on air

“A-a chi-child? Like… Right now?”

“Hmm… I see this has uneased you a bit”

“Yeah… you shocked me a bit” shyly focusing on a very non-decorated spot on the floor to casually avert my eyes from Antares. Of course, I would love to start our family. In the future, but I’m still yet to become comfortable with my duties as the Empire’s standing lady.

“Maybe another time, then? We can have this discussion”

He holds me within his embrace for some time, cocooned within his cape as we both stare out into the galaxy beyond the window he was looking out of before.

And this is why we got to touch

Sometimes words are not enough

“It’s nice… these small windows of time we have just to be ourselves without any interruption”

“Yeah… I miss this, I miss us…”

Antares’ tablet pings from his desk next to the seemingly untouched towers of papers. Knowing that the first alert means the official start of the new trading day for the Empire, we both groan knowing that we’re both still too tired to respond.

Oh my god, where did the time go

I wish the hours would go slow, how is it 6 am?

Unraveling himself from the cape he responds to the tablet, but then buries himself within the cape and urges me to lay down on the couch with him, spooning me from behind.

“I bought us some time, let’s take a nap, MC. I’m nodding off like a lucky cat’s paw”

“Is our bedroom too far for you to walk? You gonna fall asleep in the hallways?” I giggle into his bare chest

“No, my Beautiful. I just want to make the most of our time together before we have to face the music again”

Tomorrow comes and goes before you know

So I just had to let you know