Fuckin' Bnuy

Grace explaining sheepishly to Eridian linguists that the reason he uses different pronouns for Rocky than for the rest of the population is that he reflexively defaulted to assigning Rocky the same grammatical and social gender that he himself uses, in a way that has historical precedent but in modern English is considered somewhat chauvinistic and backward, and he's not proud of it but also the habit is pretty deeply ingrained now and unless Rocky objects it's probably easier to just keep on as he has been...

DID YOU ALL KNOW THAT YOU CAN DO WHATEVER UOU WANT WHEN YOURW MAKING ART ISNT THAT WILD

Omg I love this piece. Grace the hanging man, content with his life but cannot avoid the changes coming; the ship his noose, the rope that binds him to his fate; the blood red stars beside him, Olesya and Yáo the angels haunting him in the background. Eva Stratt, the one who holds it all on her back, the world is literally on her shoulders, the Petrova line on her neck. She will not falter, cannot afford to move, and yet still she glares at us. Eva challenges us, daring us to ask if we could do better, if we could hold her burden for even a fraction of the time.

the dirty secret about battletech is pretty much every faction is in the upper right quadrant, if not the upper right corner.

i like to joke battletech is way more bleak, depressing and hopeless than 40k- the imperium is absolutely fascist for sure but like, they do have tyranids and orks and literal fucking demons as at least a partial excuse for why they are the way they are.

While I broadly agree with this, iirc can't some planets (specifically those in the Federated Suns, maybe the Free Worlds League?) have governments that are different from their larger polity so long as they keep paying taxes? Most are probably still under a capitalist mode of production but I feel like if that is true at least some could have something resembling a socialist mode of production.

While there might be individual nice places to live in the Inner Sphere, they all feed a belligerent military industrialist god in the end, even if they're the exception that proves the rule.

Wherever you live, across the inner sphere and beyond, you live under the shadow of war. It doesn’t matter how generous the governor is, how pragmatic and compassionate the Star Captain who has total authority over you and your labourer friends is, how secure or insignificant your world is. The game world, Solaris VII, was desolated by the Word of Blake and conquered by Clan Wolf. The entire Periphery, even the parts far from the notice of the Great Houses, is predated by pirates, slavers, and tyrant would-be kings. The heart of the Federated Suns was taken by the Draconis Combine. Even Terra was ravaged by the IlClan trial - fuck, given how many of those movements happened in south ontario, there’s a good chance my apartment would have been destroyed in the fighting.

Cnetizens on Xiaohongshu DIY their own curtains. Some piece together patterned fabric and lace. The upside is great value for money—they cost way less than ready-made curtains you buy in stores. The downside is poor light and heat insulation.

Ya while you and your “mistress” are doing sex stuff me and my affini are doing rpg shit, we killin bosses we, clearing leaves, we even killing secret bosses you’ve never heard of before.

i mean.. he didn't really have a choice, right?