Home, with him. A whole thing.

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.

i'll defend fanfic for my whole life. like the joy it brings is genuinely transformative and indulgent in a way unique to the genre. it isn't meant for a market, it isn't meant to be sold or marketed. it is born out of such care and passion for a media that one must write and must share it, so other folks can enjoy it to. for no other reason than love and joy. do you know how special that is? especially in our current social and political climate.

Finished Ancillary Mercy today and I just want to say that I am keeping Seivarden forever. I love her so much. 1000-year-old recently defrosted career popsicle. Professional-grade snob. Her hypercompetence is marred only by the fact that she cannot do anything right. In love with/utterly psychologically dependent on a human-shaped spaceship that doesn't like her very much & fucking the lieutenant the spaceship likes better. Canonically great in bed.

Like imagine you’re a displaced ex-space marine struggling with a drug addiction and some mysterious stranger shows up and saves your life multiple times, helps you quit, you’re pretty sure she’s like CIA covert ops recovering you for some grand purpose, but along the way you learn how to be humble, how to love and trust others, how to challenge your antiquated views, and you realize you’re in love with this strange, constantly singing mysterious woman and when you finally get to your destination and have council with your supreme ruler you find out this woman you’re in love with is a fucking BOAT YOU USED TO DRIVE and also you’re NOT EVEN HER FAVORITE CAPTAIN

you are a soldier on a galactic spaceship. your new boss is dressed like robespierre, wig included, and greets you with "hey, it's all good, we say fuck here, I’m no snitch." you later discover this loser has spent the past two years completely stoned and ass out in the snow in siberia. that is what it's like being assigned to the mercy of kalr's amaat decade and realizing seivarden vendaai is your new lieutenant.

taking a break from my mental health to focus on watching a tv show

the last thing they saw were each other's eyes :) send post :)