tenowls:

ID: a fancomic of the scene in All Systems Red where Mensah comes to see Murderbot in its cubicle. The whole comic is coloured in blue-green tones. Murderbot has very short black hair, olive skin, and a grey blanket wrapped around its shoulders. Mensah has very short light brown hair, dark brown skin, and is wearing a grey PresAux tracksuit and a silver feed interface. Panel 1: a close up of Murderbot’s eyes, looking at its media collection and running background analysis on glowing blue feed screens. Panel 2: sound effect text in the top left corner says, ‘KNOCK.’ Murderbot looks up, startled, as the feed screens fizzle away. Panel 3: a side view of Murderbot looking warily at the cubicle door; the speech bubble says, ‘…’ Panel 4: the same view; Murderbot says, ‘Uh, yes?’ Panel 5: Mensah peers in through the open cubicle door and asks, ‘Are you all right? I saw your status report.’ End ID.
ID: Panel 6: Murderbot, its head angled back slightly, an awkward expression on its face, says, ‘Uh. Fine.’ The background is dark. Panel 7: a low angle, back view of Mensah standing in front of the cubicle, saying, ‘Fine? The report said you lost 20 percent of your body mass.’ In the foreground are shelves and a pile of bloody armour. Panel 8: Murderbot, looking to the side with its brow furrowed, replies, ‘It’ll grow back.’ Panel 9: a side view of Mensah; her expression is concerned as says, ‘I know, but still.’ End ID.
ID: Panel 10: a high angle view of Mensah looking at Murderbot in its cubicle, which is drawn as white wireframe. Murderbot looks uncomfortable; the speech bubble says, ‘…’ Panel 11: the top half of Murderbot’s face, looking anxious as it pulls up a feed screen showing a view of Gurathin, Arada, Pin-Lee and Ratthi sitting at a table in the mess, looking at feed screens. The speech bubble, its tail looking frayed, says, ‘…’ Panel 12: Mensah, drawn as if from Murderbot’s point of view in the gap of the open cubicle door, smiles and says, ‘You were very good with Dr. Volescu. I don’t think the others realized… They were very impressed.’ To her right is the feed screen showing the mess, now showing Ratthi and Pin-Lee facing a single feed screen as Gurathin says something in the background. End ID.
ID: Panel 13: Pin-Lee turns to Ratthi; the speech bubble says, ‘That really is the SecUnit…’ Panel 14: Murderbot clutches the blanket closer around itself; the view cuts off the top half of its face. It says, ‘It’s part of the emergency med instructions, calming victims.’ Panel 15: a close-up side view of Mensah, her eyebrows raised, as she says, ‘Yes, but the MedSystem was prioritizing Bharadwaj and didn't check Volescu's vital signs. It didn't take into account the shock of the event, and it expected him to be able to leave the scene on his own.’ Panel 16: a close-up back view of Ratthi; the speech bubble says, ‘I didn’t even know it had a face.’ Panel 17: Murderbot, in the dark cubicle with the blanket clenched in its hands, expression even more anxious, says, ‘It’s part of my job, not to listen to the System feeds when they… make mistakes.’ End ID.
ID: Panel 18: Mensah looking in at Murderbot from outside the cubicle. Her expression is pensive; the speech bubble says, ‘…’ Panel 19: A high angle top view of the security ready room. Mensah turns away, closing the cubicle door, and says, ‘All right. I’ll see you in eight hours. If you need anything before then, please send me an alert on the feed.’ In front of her is the pile of bloodstained armour and a trail of fluid leading to the cubicle. Panel 20: a high angle view of the bottom half of Murderbot’s face, a sliver of light across it as the cubicle door closes. End ID.
So, I’m awkward with actual humans. It’s not paranoia about my hacked governor module, and it’s not them; it’s me. I know I’m a horrifying murderbot, and they know it, and it makes both of us nervous, which makes me even more nervous. Also, if I’m not in the armor then it’s because I’m wounded and one of my organic parts may fall off and plop on the floor at any moment and no one wants to see that.

one last fancomic to finish off the year, from asr this time!!

murderbot love this murderbot tbh

nonbinaryjew:

you do not have permission to stop caring about vampires just because october is over btw. vampires are a year round event

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cesspitoflove:

tarriecat:

I would absolutely kill for a Dracula adaptation that really delves into the tragedy of manners aspect of it, the way that everyone is so worried about maintaining exactly the right face to the right people and how that makes so much of their situation worse. Everything from Jonathan trapped in the bonds of hospitality to the situation with Lucy’s mother to a hundred instances of just not wanting to worry anyone. Like, give me a Dracula miniseries shot like it’s Jane Austen.

You could do a whole college essay about how one of Van Helsing’s strengths is in the way he disrupts social norms, even though he isn’t immune to them.

Credit to everyone who talked about this last year, I definitely didn’t come up with it, but it’s been living in my head rent-free since last fall and we’re watching it amp up again and oh how it hurts.

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wangxianficrecs:

Snow by kuro

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Snow

by kuro (@kurowrites)

M, 38k, Wangxian

Summary: Wei Ying is standing at the bus stop, shivering, as the snow keeps endlessly falling in thick flakes. He has been feeling slightly out of it ever since this morning, but he ignored it because he had to hand in an important report. Now, he’s regretting his decision to get up this morning at all.

Kay’s comments: A delightful story featuring fast burn Wangxian and minimal angst (but there’s still angst and it’s delicious) and Lan Wangji takes such good care of Wei Wuxian, which is all I want for both of them in life. In which Wei Wuxian has a fever and is out on the bus stop, but luckily Lan Wangji is there to take him home. Wei Wuxian is immediately enarmored with this handsome winter spirit who takes such good care of him and loves bunnies. They fall into a relationship and Nie Huaisang points out: Huh, is it a relationship or is he your sugar daddy? Cue misunderstandings.

Excerpt: “You shouldn’t let strangers into your apartment,” he says.

It’s a complete non-sequitur that makes Wei Ying laugh.
Did he really wait to say this until the pot of food is almost ready to be eaten?

“That’s rich, coming from you of all people,” Wei Ying tells him, but not in a mean way.

Lan Zhan is right, obviously. You never really know what people are, and some of them are very good at hiding the ugly parts inside. Some people will show you a gentle smile and then beat you mercilessly once you put yourself in their power. It’s always a gamble, unpredictable and dangerous. But Wei Ying wouldn’t be here if he didn’t know how to trust. He would’ve never made it to this place if he hadn’t taken Jiang Fengmian’s hand that day and believed him when he said he was going to make Wei Ying a part of his family.

There’s something about Lan Zhan that makes him want to trust, just like he trusted Jiang Fengmian. There’s a solidity, a steadiness to Lan Zhan that makes him seem implicitly trustworthy. At the same time, even here in this kitchen, in a setting as domestic as cooking a meal, he looks somehow removed from the mundane, from earthly concerns and malevolent scheming. Wei Ying feels that if he can’t trust this man, there is little hope left in humanity.

pov wei wuxian, modern setting, modern no powers, sugar daddy lan wangji, strangers to lovers, getting together, angst with a happy ending, lan wangji loves rabbits, caring lan wangji, moving in together, childhood trauma, winter, snow, top lan wangji/bottom wei wuxian, wei wuxian has self-esteem issues

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