One Of My Favourite Book Series Has Become A Show!

One of my favourite series

I think what I love about the Murderbot Diaries

(aside from, you know Murderbot who I love and cherish)

It that it’s a very grim-dark distopian corporate hellscape setting, told through the perspective of someone who has seen some of the worst that world has to offer, who’s existence is part of the worst that world has to offer, and yet-

And yet it’s so full of hope.

Everywhere you look, there’s underground shipping routes to get refugees out from contract labour, there’s universities forging documents to get abandoned colonies out from corporate ownership, there’s people buying a secunit so the company don’t realise it’s hacked itself and has free will. A Tlacy employee smuggles out copies of the files to give them back to their owners, a human officer on HaveRatton station opens the security barrier to let Ayda Mensah escape. There’s a planet that took the promise of somewhere safe to live, of food and medical care, and kept that promise for generations.

And for all it can’t even see the hope yet, can’t even really believe it might be there yet (because trauma will fuck you up), Secunit keeps being that hope for other people.

Not just the lives it saves, not just all the times it shows up out of nowhere like a social anxious guardian angel with energy weapons in it’s arms and several lifetimes worth of soap operas in it’s storage.

When it talks to Dr Volescu all the way up the side of the crater, to keep him moving. When it sticks with the scientists on RaviHyral. When Tapan sneaks onto it’s sleeping mat, because she’s scared, and it ups it’s body temperature to keep her warm. When it keeps Amena safe from a predatory partner, when it tells her to go rest. When it hacks the Comfort Unit’s governor module. When it-version-2.0 gives Three the codes to hack itself.

Imagine being on RaviHyral. Imagine meeting a security consultant who you shouldn’t be able to afford, who goes above and beyond and doesn’t even check the payment card at the end, who tells you that sometimes people do things to you that you can’t do anything about, that all you can do is learn to live with them, who’s clearly been through some shit but came out of it with so much compassion. Imagine the hope in that.

Sherlock Holmes (2009) dir. Guy Ritchie

*Ashton-ing intensifies*

I just discovered this art for a limited edition of A Memory Called Empire, illustrated by Victo Ngai - it’s so beautiful!

the group chat when i ask whos available to hang out next week

One of my favourite new series. When do we get Alecto?

I just love the Locked Tomb because the characters are like: they’re royalty set to inherit entire planets. They’re sorcerers who can summon ghosts and bend organic matter to their will. They’re the greatest warriors their society has seen in centuries. They’re immortal saints who can fully explode a person with a single touch. They’re literally god.

And all of them. Every. Single. One. Is a fucking loser.

The sixth house is here and owns my entire soul.

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@el-huddpudd for your poetry tag 💜

aand a quick Caleb while we’re at it