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transporters back online but sticking around because of mayor mamdani
Lara: ok now we burn the house to the fucking ground
November 25, 2025 at 2:12 AM
sorry for more Cuckoo spoilers but WHAT THE FUCK
November 25, 2025 at 2:07 AM
*more spoilers*

Athena’s ex gf from conversion camp turning more evil after having an Alien (1979) experience in the cosmetics aisle

“…dragging his unprotesting weight after her…

‘Gee, Rich,’ she said dryly. ‘I sure hope you can find someone to cover for me.’”
November 24, 2025 at 6:23 PM
*spoiler*

random footnote: why did the Greek-American-coded character Athena have to die?!
November 23, 2025 at 11:08 PM
also there’s like SEVENTEEN main characters and it’s hard to keep track of how that tangles up the plot

but it’s done so well

ex. when Jo shoots the demigorgon-velociraptor-blob-alien creature, you’ll remember some random detail about her relationship with her grandpa and IT’S SO WELL DONE
November 23, 2025 at 11:06 PM
what I love about Felker-Martin’s writing style is the same thing that makes it so hard to quote

Like, I’m sorry, you just gotta read this entire paragraph/page/chapter to get why these two lines had such an impact on me and/or made me laugh and/or made me wanna curl up in a ball and cry
November 23, 2025 at 11:00 PM
“A *ding* and then Enoch dropped to his knees. Brady stood behind him; he’d smashed the phone’s carriage into the back of the bigger man’s head. Enoch looked confused….

‘She’s fuckin’ Japanese, you moron,’ Brady hissed.” (175)
November 23, 2025 at 10:51 PM
“There was a spark. A flame. A wave of blinding red and white and yellow, the house’s windows flexing like sails catching the wind, and then everything was fire and flying glass.” (203)
November 23, 2025 at 10:48 PM
“He told her about the men he’d loved… A few weeks after that, Oji had gotten his diagnosis. Cancer, hospice, and pneumonia, bam, bam, bam. Three months start to finish, and now, in the back of a cab, all that was left of him was the little copper urn in her lap, no bigger than a potted plant” (250)
November 23, 2025 at 10:45 PM
“Not like Charlie, skin and bones and sunken cheeks, the knobs of his spine like the heads of pushpins. Mal couldn’t stay hard for him… Charlie’s body was like a model’s body, sharp and clean. It was perfect, and sex would only demean it.” (259)
November 23, 2025 at 10:42 PM
“There were other things to worry about… the president smirking and sweating at his podium and the towers coming down… concrete collapsing in on itself like water… Baghdad burning in the alien green glow of night vision while Fox News played ‘America the Beautiful.’” (257)
November 23, 2025 at 10:36 PM
same. logging off
November 22, 2025 at 4:57 PM
came here to say the same. I get the spirit of the meme but

yea absolutely no sympathy for an actual monster who is actually just a fascist
November 22, 2025 at 4:56 PM
I am not little!!
November 21, 2025 at 5:00 AM
stay strong
November 21, 2025 at 4:59 AM