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and what was worse, she couldn’t think about it. couldn’t concentrate. whenever her focus slipped, it slipped onto james holden. the sound of his voice, his despairing and undaunted laughter, the shape of his ass. he haunted her.

this about killed me. the mouth sounds he makes? great. also: The Shape of His Ass.

funny that so many ppl complain about elvi tho while all male povs are HORNY as hell

“cap,” amos said, coming around the corner of the tower. “sorry to interrupt, but that cute scientist is looking for you.”
it took holden a moment. “the biologist?”
“well, the geologist ain’t bad, i guess, but he’s not my preferred flavor.”

i was wondering when we'd get confirmation on amos not being straight

“and holden? what about him? does he know?”
“even if he does, what’s he going to do about it? speak to it reassuringly?”

“and… and what is civilization if it isn’t people talking to each other over a goddamned beer?” fayez said, then lolled his head back over his shoulder. “am i right?”

“fuckin’ a,” amos called back.

in the wide, bright sky above them, high-altitude winds pulled a huge green-and-pink cloud into thin streamers.

again, robbed. we needed more of this weird alien shit in the show.

as she watched, holden rubbed a hand across his chin, nodding at something that fayez was saying. it was an unconsciously masculine movement that left elvi thinking of large animals -- lions, gorillas, bears.

rubbing one's chin is masculine now?? reminiscent of BEARS? someone call the Writer Men Back On Their Bullshit Police

“why do i put up with your shit?”

“because,” amos said, starting to strip the assault rifle down to its component parts, “i’m the only one on the ship that can keep the coffee maker running.”

“a vast new frontier has opened up for us. we have the chance to create a new society, with untold riches beyond every gate. but this world has treasure, so instead of figuring out the right way to divide up the damned galaxy, we’ll fight over the first crumbs we find.”

humans really be out there being pieces of shit at every opportunity, huh

high above in the blue arc of sky, a wedge of vast creatures like aerial jellyfish trailed golden streamers from pale white bodies. lucia said each one was as large as a ship, but he couldn’t bring himself to believe that.

okay, we were ROBBED in the show. where the fuck were the aerial pale/gold jellyfish, mr. shankar???

the old lady leaned in toward the camera, her face swelling on the screen until holden could see the fine detail of every wrinkle and blemish.

“if fred is showing this to you, holden, know that your home planet appreciates your service. also try not to put your dick in this. it’s fucked enough already.”

that's right!! there's my queen of earth!!