#kaispeakshermind

[prentiits]

I keep misreading your url as “lesbian says hi”💀

i've gotten an anon about this before too you guys😭😭

my url is because saya ishii is a woman lover😔

[rainbirdsky]

I hope Alef is happy that I actually did end up having to return to Eden this morning thanks to that darn prince

Alef: We knew you would be baaaack~♥

[astral-glass]

So I was listening to some rock yesterday and Flight of Icarus by Iron Maiden came on, made me think of Seeker

Oh man, I'm going to have to check that out! TY!

[ask-glados]

*sees anons torturing GLaDOS, walks in with an AK-47 as I finish putting on my tactical gloves* Alright, which of you anons asked for death today?

“You seem quite eager to use that gun of yours. You know what, I’m going to let you screen the next few ones that come in here, and if they say a paradox, you get to shoot them. Sound like a plan?”

[genericdragon]

SORRY I MESSED UP this is the actual post please reblog this one instead! This was my gift for @kaispeakshermind for @portal-secret-santa, I don’t usually draw Rattmann so this was a fun challenge, I also tried to replicate his style a bit which? I’m not sure if I’m happy about how it turned out, but it is what it is. Happy holidays!

[contractcd]

*chants* Make me feel! Make me feel! MAKE ME FEEL! MAKE ME F-

make me feel. | @kaispeakshermind / @jacqueline-of-all-trades | open. 80. Our muses climb a tree together.

                     How precious were these moments where the title of mercenary was not at the forefront of their being. Katharine had wasted no time heading for a tree who had taken root in her heart — an elm, wiry with age but still promising an early spring yield of modest looking samaras, their flowers already in full bloom — to simply be. She would have considered herself a fool to not honor the impulse. Palms welcome themselves to the aged bark, lithe fingers anchored in the cracks that groaned with Katharine’s weight — not to threaten the young woman with a snap that would put her on her back against frost kissed grass, but in gentle surprise — before she pulls herself up onto the first thickest branch. The elm’s leaves glitter in the golden hour, sharing the same hue as Katharine’s eyes as their green is washed away by the incoming high tide of gold the moon had coaxed from the sunset. She climbs five meters up, laying claim to a sturdy branch to watch the sun begin to tuck itself into the horizon. Stars had begun to freckle the sky — her favorite sight — though, Katharine’s attention snaps to a figure standing at the elm’s trunk. How long have they been there?

❝Oh — hey, stranger,❞ Her tone contracts the evening chill as she gives Jack a wave, accompanied by a crooked and toothy smile, calling down to the woman below, ❝What brings you here?❞

[the-wheatley-core]

@kaispeakshermind: Dr. Sterling was out for another evening of stargazing when he spotted something unusual through his telescope.

“What the devil…?”

It appeared to be a meteoroid, floating in orbit around the moon.

Upon further observation, Sterling noticed that this object actually seemed to be man-made. A satellite, perhaps?

After tracking its movement for about a month, Sterling decided to start a line of communication and requested assistance from his young helper, Daniel.

With Daniel’s help, Sterling was able to establish a two-way transmission.

“Hello? Does anyone read me?”

Wheatley was bored. Very bored. Eventually, he had just gone into sleep mode in order to cope with the lack of excitement. After all, what else could he do? He had already looked around and contemplated life. There was nothing else for him out here except for misery and guilt. He had been asleep for some time now when suddenly he was startled awake by an alarm sounding off on a nearby satellite. “What?! Oh- oh, it’s just a signal, nevermind…. wait! A signal?” “I’m gonna sing the space song now!” “Shut up. I- I need to hear this call. Go float someplace else for a minute. Just let me… Yes, hello? No- no, yes, I-I can read you, loud and clear! Are you still there?”

[wayward-bumblebee]

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💚 - My blog has helped you

💜 - I've been following your blog for a long time

I'm honestly really happy to know that I've helped you, in whatever way that is. And we really have been mutuals for a hot second, huh? Like, I wanna say it's been at least a year if not close to it. As I've said before, I really enjoy your commentary on my posts and the fact that we do have some differing views but we're able to discuss them without being rude and starting shit. I enjoy having you in the notes of my posts~ So thank you!