#they speak

[heartcellar]

"good night" <- guy who is about to reblog 3-11 more posts

[emoclone]

"unsubscribe" is not enough. i need a button that says "if you email me one more time i will track you down and kill you with a hammer."

[imnotasweetie]

thank you mythical sausage for being the way that you are

[they-bite]

part of the fun of the original alien is the horror of the nostromo itself imo. it’s a cell of corporate greed ferrying narrowly-trained workers across barren space. it’s huge and yet claustrophobic, cockpits crammed with machinery giving way to yawning berths dripping chains and water. the supercomputer is named mother in a stroke of human anthropomorphization, but instead of providing comfort or protection, it’s only a courier between its creator and its wailing brood. ripley yells “mother! mother!” at a matronly-voiced computer that speaks calmly over her helplessness. the ship is full of endless details and patterns and unlabeled buttons and dials the audience can’t entirely make sense of; to do anything on the ship is a rigorous, technical process, and we must depend on the characters to know it. the internal mechanics of the ship are so alien that a literal alien can hide among the bits and bobs and not be noticed. it’s great.

[needycatboy]

pro tip! ask your masochist if their punishment hurts, so you can hear them pant out "yes".

pro-er tip! after they say yes, ask them if they like it, and watch them get all embarrassed and squirm their way through that second "yes".

[this post is about t4t faggotry, cishets and minors dni]

[peppermintpuffs]

HE DID WHAT

[butchdiaz]

eddie literally got stabbed in a church and then trapped in an elevator. he ripped off his shirt while whimpering and moaning and bleeding out on the floor. for no reason other than the homoerotic drama of it all. oh and buck tried to take the elevator but he couldn't get in. then as soon as he asked where eddie was, the doors opened on his floor.