sex is a distraction from your true purpose in life which is to go to the aquarium and look at the fish and go "wooooooaaah.... fishies". cmon guys we all need to lock in.
choosing to allocate spoons to hanging out and having a good time at the cost of perfectly completing all your work is not a failing it is in fact an act of survival. âtoo sick to work = too sick to playâ is in fact ableist bullshit that you donât have to buy into. and the fact that leisure time is treated like a privilege is a fucking travesty
Pin-Lee at the beginning of Fugitive Telemetry: You just called SecUnit an object, it is over for you mother fucker, say goodbye to your job as I download all the documentation I need to prove youâre prejudice and in violation of our fundamental laws and need to be-
Dr. Mensah: Pin-Lee, stop it.
Pin-Lee, deleting the folder from her storage: Goddamnit.
Oh my god, ART freaking out at the end of Network Effect because Dr. Mensah is coming aboard like: Your mom teammate primary human is going to be here and I need her to approve of me so youâll move in EVERYONE CLEAN THIS PLACE UP WE CANT LET HER KNOW PEOPLE LIVE HERE
house x wilson is like the opposite end of the scale from hannibal x will in the sense that yeah itâs old man yaoi with ur coworker in a primarily medical field but instead of being obsessed w eachother theyâre eachotherâs petty middle school bully â„ïž
Happy Halloween! It's the last day of October and the last bingo square for the Monsterfucktober Bingo finished - "science gone wrong"!! đ»đ§đ„°
I couldn't help writing a little story for this - find it under the cut!
Thanks to @valiantstarlights for the idea of Hob reacting to Dream's voice!
Morpheus looked at his new creation and frowned at the mismatched skin tones of the shoulder and leg. He had tried to keep most of the manâs body parts but the left knee had been so badly crushed that he had rather used a whole different limb than try and repair or exchange the joint. It would make for much smoother maintenance than having to deal with an inserted knee joint that was much more prone to infection or damage. The upper left arm had also been badly damaged in the accident that led to the manâs death - well, near-death. His brain waves had been declared too shallow to warrant any actual activity. The man had had no family, and no friends had come forward or visited. The man had carried a donor card, though, and so, with no one to protest, he had been quietly shuffled into Morpheusâ lab with little fanfare. Morpheus knew that what his employers did to obtain his materials wasnât strictly legal but he tried not to think too much about it. He was being paid very handsomely to do his research, and not just in theory.
He was very satisfied with this new try. It was only his second finished work, having been commissioned after the Corinthian was a sounding success - well, mostly. He huffed and set about disinfecting the needle he had used to close up the throat of the man. His employers had had only one complaint about the Corinthian-
He talks too much, and he talks back. No need to include capacity for speech in the next one, Doctor.
Morpheus looked at the young manâs handsome face and sighed. âI would have liked to hear your voice. Iâm sorry.â
He turned around and switched on the life support to see if everything ran smoothly. While he cleaned up the lab there was only the quiet whooshing sound of the respirator. He knew it took time for the subject to come back to life. He would probably have to use the defibrillator to really get it going-
A sudden loud beep from the heart monitor made him jump and turn around.
The man was sitting up and staring at him. Heâd removed the respirator mask and slowly pulled off the ECG monitoring electrodes. His eyes were wide and milky, not yet able to see. It was a condition the Corinthian had never recovered from - in the end Morpheus had given him bionic eyes. With this new subject he had hope that the original eyes of the man whose body he had used would recover once a steady circulation had been achieved. (They had been the most gorgeous brown eyes Morpheus had ever seen after Calliope left him and he hadnât been able to switch them for bionic ones straight from the start.)
âThat was fast. Good- Good morning,â he said, stunned at the manâs fast return to waking. Morpheus grabbed his recorder and switched it on. âSubject 002, Working title âHopeâ, Day 62 - subject has awoken after life support was activated. No respirator necessary, it seems. Subject is alert and- hey, hey, what are you doing? Take it easy!â
He dropped the recorder as the man suddenly stood up from the metal table and stepped towards him, only stumbling once on the unfamiliar leg. Before Morpheus could stop him the man had boxed him in against his lab desk. Morpheus felt several papers shuffled and bottles getting pushed over by his elbows as he tried to keep his distance but the man nearly crushed him against the edge of the table. He smiled down at Morpheus, unseeing eyes still focused on him, and hummed. Morpheus gasped, shocked at this unusual display of coordination and force so soon after waking up. He needed to keep up the subjectâs emotional balance, he needed to give positive feedback to not induce a backlash or violent reaction to an unfamiliar situation. The Corinthian had taught him that.
âYouâre, youâre doing really well. This- this is great. Very good,â he praised, heart hammering, trying his best to keep his voice low and soothing.
For a livable wage, Hob will stage a scene to help a person get out of a relationship. The more elaborate the scene the higher the price; Hob will even be a dick at family events. It's a business -- Hob has a price list.
He prefers to work with the person who hired him to stage the scene, but (for an even higher price) he will seduce someone so that the person who hires him has (grounds for divorce; upper hand; shaming rights -- this isn't a nice person's job đ).
Hob is hired by Alexander (because he wants to be with Paul)/Nada because Dream won't leave her be/the horrible man "in love" with Calliope because he doesn't like the relationship she has with her ex-husband to seduce and ruin Dream ~ đđŒ
Hob is not really a nice man at this point in his life. The money is too good to pass up.
Ooo, yes!!! This is great!!
It also made me think of Hob in Edwardian/early 1900s times being the guy who you can hire to pretend that you're committing adultery and get "caught" with, so that you can get a divorce. I can imagine him having a whole package deal where he rents the hotel room for you, organises dinner, even arranges for the witness to walk in on the "adultery".
But back to the modern day. Hob isn't fussy about what his clients want from him. From honey trap situations to acting like a crazy ex in front of the gross blind date you really didn't want to be on, he'll do it all. And surprisingly, he's run into Dream several times now. Apparently Dream has a really bad taste in partners because Hob has been hired by multiple people to sabotage Dreamâs relationships. He's starting to feel slightly bad for the guy.
After the latest breakup (Thessaly - she apparently just lost feelings for Dream but couldn't be bothered to break up with him herself, so she hired Hob to literally just do it for her) Dream look so sad, Hob is just like. Fucking hell. I'm taking you for a drink.
And Dream naturally gets completely hammered. When Hob escorts him home and puts him to bed he gets this look in his eyes. Hobâs never seen it before and its enough to make him pause.
"I'm going to date you!" Dream hiccups. "Because you can't hire yourself to break up with me. You'll have to stay."
Drunk logic, sure. Hob assumes that Dream will forget in the morning and they'll (hopefully, for Dreamâs sake) never see each other again.
But the next morning, there's an email on his business account. It's Dream, asking for a date. He says he'll even pay Hob for his time. And while Hob doesn't consider himself to be an escort, it's far from the worst thing that he's done. Money is money, right? A few dates, and Dream will probably get tired of the scheme.
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