#you know how it is.

[vhsdruid]

[biomic]

[catcrumb]

[jayrockin]

I keep seeing people get this twisted, and it's driving me nuts. But I've also never actually talked about it in detail, so that's my fault. So to clear some fiddly terminology Lore up:

"Spacer" in RttS is a generic term for a person living off of a planet. "Tailed spacers" are a clade of genetically modified humans designed for microgravity labor. "Tailers" is a nickname for tailed spacers. "Spacer" is not a nickname for them, it would be like referring to a Frenchman as a "man" for short... because yeah, not false, but that's not the important part of the term. The politically correct name for tailed spacers is rather vague— it's a direct result of their historical clade name ("Simians" or "Simian spacers") being considered a slur in modern day. Tailed spacers are hardly the only GMH or spacers with tails, but the portmanteau "tailer" specifically refers to them in English.

Though, the term "spacer" itself is extremely relative. Anglophones on Earth use it to refer to anyone who lives off of Earth. Anglophones on Mars use it to refer to people who live on moons and in space stations. Anglophones on Luna and other moons use it to refer to people living in space stations. Anglophones living in space stations... are one of the only groups to self identify as spacers. So folks from Nexus Jovia like Talita, Idrisah, and Gillie would consider themselves spacers.

[zaiofender]

i’m yours, no matter 🌟

[lunar-years]

New running gag where suddenly everyone else is misusing words and Jamie is the one getting them right my beloved

[theminecraftbee]

“Somehow, I doubt fae normally go around stealing babies by accident,” Skizz says. “Like, I know you dudes are bad news, but I feel like if you were that bad of news, we’d know more about it.” “Well, I didn’t exactly have a replacement lined up, since I didn’t mean to steal the baby,” Zedaph says. “Normally when fae steal babies, they have a replacement for them ready. Most of us Fair Folk aren’t exactly equipped for baby-raising, you know. We don’t normally do all your weird human family stuff. Nope, we leave our babies out to learn to fend for themselves, as we very well should, except there was this thing a few centuries ago where there was this whole fad where you’d swap your baby with a human baby to give it a better chance of surviving during its early years or whatever so it would be more likely to supplant your enemies and none of that helps me right now I haven’t had a baby, I just stole one by accident!” “You know, does that make fae brood parasites?” Impulse says idly. “I cannot express enough how much that isn’t important right now,” Skizz says. “Although it does make it more accurate next time I call one of your plans cuckoo,” Tango adds. “Those are lovely birds and I won’t be insulted,” Zedaph says primly. “Anyway, Skizz is right. That’s not the point. The point is that I have this thing, and we need to get rid of it, so we need to find whoever it used to belong to! That’s the point!”

or: hey remember that ficlet from the fanon swap from a bit back. well,

[hylaversicolor]

x

[octavianacidicbreastmilk]

house of the dragon // flowers in the attic: the origin

[swallowedabug]

Come on, show us your muscles.

Killing Eve 4.04

[afaroffsong]

Mutuals, how are you doing and how can I be praying for you, because I’ve been avoiding prayer and I need a reason to start again.

[saintofdaggers]

I tried to write something short for a change. and I failed <3 but enjoy, I guess?

Peter Strahm's role in the Jigsaw investigation is over: he chose the glass coffin, and Mark Hoffman is dead. There's just one small problem stopping Peter from moving on with his life... Hoffman himself, who is somehow still around, trapped in Peter's apartment and unable to leave. Of course, neither of them is happy about this situation.

[merrymorningofmay]

sometimes i want to gatekeep positive-ish news about ukraine from non-ukrainians so hard you can't imagine. in a very bitter, very petty "put it back you didn't earn that shit" way

"oh it's just a couple thousands north koreans" cool, a couple thousands more people for our army to spend precious time and expensive ammo on! and you know damn well these will not be the last couple thousands, and if somehow that isn't enough to finish us off, hey, why not do the same with other countries too? why not china, why not whatever else dictator there is with troops to spare and money to make? it's not like there's anything to deter them, is there

"oh they're just some poorly trained canon fodder though" same could be said about many if not most russian soldiers, and yet here we are and the war is nowhere near over. training quality isn't necessarily a dealbreaker when your enemy outmans and outpowers you by orders of magnitude

"oh but they're gonna be deserting at once" some of them will, all of them won't, and again, what stops north korea from sending more

it's OUR job to cope and survive however we can and YOUR job to be worried out your asses constantly because that seems to be the only thing that puts you in a proactive mood, and boy are y'all behind schedule

[brw]

okay i need to be shoved underneath the waves and get rolled around by the current but i do not drown or die or drown or die i simply become smoother and smoother until i am a clean, almost crystalline pebble that finds itself in your warm, salt-tasting hand after being picked up because i sparkle so in the light and even though i am nothing more than a pebble i still get placed gently into your pocket and promptly forgotten about for years but the currents of the fabric of your coat are so like the ones at sea i do not mind at all

[good--merits-accumulated]

in my head there's always a vaguely sci-fi DPS Anderperry AU playing like an animatic on loop that's like. Monkey Man (2024) style. violence and revenge and neon lighting and underground fight rings. (there's a cyborg/biotech conversion therapy camp involved.) this goes alongside the Other sci-fi DPS Anderperry AU always on my mind, which features Neil and Todd meeting in the last Christian church in the galaxy under some train tracks on a planet with two moons