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Sort of wanted to do a bunch of stuff today, but also wanted to sit quietly on the floor and not interact or be perceived in any way, so I did that. And also read some Murderbot fanfic!

Convergent Frequency, by Joyfulldreams

This entire plan was my idea. These three were only meant to be a means to an end. But despite all my sound arguments and gentle nudging, the only reason SecUnit decided to go along with it was because it met these humans and immediately cared about what might happen to them.

[aka 'Artificial Condition' entirely from ART's point of view]

Past Warranty, by quintessence_of_dust

“Constructs don’t age the same way humans do,” I reminded them, before anyone could start thinking anything stupid like oh no, Murderbot is just a little kid and little kids shouldn’t be doing security and eleven year olds shouldn’t have guns in their arms. “I was never a baby.”

Spectral Bodies in Orbit, by Orockthro

“Did you even read the brief I sent you yesterday?”

Is there a right answer here? “... No."

It's raining, so it's definitely time to read more!

A Moralistic Parable; or lessons learned, by BenevolentErrancy

“What part of that did you not understand? Tell us your name if you value your health.”

“You… don’t know my name?” said Wei Wuxian carefully, just in case there was some misunderstanding here.

“Would I ask if I did?”

“If you don’t even know who I am, why did you kidnap me?” Wei Wuxian demanded, annoyance bubbling back up beneath the confusion. Surely this couldn’t just be random could it? Was he that unlucky? Were they that unlucky?

The Talking Cure, by DariaHernandez

“Tim, would you say your family has been supportive of your relationship with another man?” Alan probes gently.

“Please. That’s the least of their problems with me,” Jason laughs.

Okay, I read this fic waaaaaaay back -- probably one of the first fics I ever read for Stranger Things. I had NO IDEA who any of these people were, but heck yeah, CAT! It makes so much more sense now! And also CAT!

for what you have tamed, by skoosiepants

Steve squints an eye at the large dun-colored tom sitting on the counter, finishing his tuna fish sandwich for him; too sleek, with a long, graceful tail, blue eyes and single fang peeking out on his wide face. He’s got an oversized gold medallion hanging from a thin, loose, and worn leather collar that says, Steve knows, WILLIAM, and also, on the back of it, I go wherever the fuck I want.

Looking for something to spend many hours reading???

my life's journey is far from over, by thelastdboy

Now the war was over and Wei Ying found himself in Yiling once again and after spending years surrounded by nothing but death, he had to learn what it feels like to be alive again. He was dead to the world and for the first time wondered what it would be like to live for his own sake.

WAIT wait wait, this morning I SUDDENLY REALIZED the line I should have used for the quote for my fic rec yesterday, so I'm doing the rec again.

what was once your pain (will be your home), by Jenrose

“You made him soup,” Jiang Wanyin suddenly looked very tired. “Of course you did. What the fuck.”

Christmas Bonus, by wording

"You're making pancakes?" he said after a second of staring, his brain still coming online.

"We're gonna need the carbs if we're gonna shovel a metric fuckton of snow," Jason said with a grimace, shaking another pancake from the pan and onto the plate.

say again your last, by smilebackwards

John is sewing one of Rodney’s MCKAY nameplates onto the sleeve of his uniform jacket before he thinks, okay, maybe this has gone too far.