Ryan Vance

@ryanvance.bsky.social

Writer, designer, rule of three enthusiast. www.ryanvance.co.uk

The only thing that stopped me becoming a Warhammer Guy was my parents got me the whimsical fantasy set instead of the grimdark sci-fi set. I tried so hard to enjoy it - cackhandedly painted the figures, made paper mache battlefields - but alas, even at a young age I prized aesthetics over function.

Dr Katie Twomey@k2mey.eurosky.social · yesterday

I have committed the potential error of informing an autistic 12 year old about the existence of Warhammer

I know most people hate it, but I genuinely love the doting kind of scorn you get in bike shops when you confess to them that you don’t know how to replace a drop-spigot spindle with crodder-clot open-valves or something.

Love has never needed permission from labels 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈 My emptiness of gender lets me see that clearly. Anxiety tightens around transgender lives right now. Why must their chosen bonds still pass through someone else’s gate? Why is the soul they claim treated as a request instead of a right?

Love has never needed permission from labels 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈
My emptiness of gender lets me see that clearly.
Anxiety tightens around transgender lives right now.
Why must their chosen bonds still pass through someone else’s gate?
Why is the soul they claim treated as a request instead of a right?

Just filled out a follow-up survey on a recent companionship AI research panel, and it pushed hard for answers that supported using AI to imitate the dead. Someone in a boardroom clearly thinks there's big bucks to be made by trapping folk within their grief. I don't believe in evil, but this is it.

Glasgow Subway are really rolling out the platform barriers fast now and because most stations have single platforms with tracks on both sides the main vibes I’m getting from them are, for some reason, the opening to X-Men: Days of Future Past with the Sentinels herding humans into pens.

I respect how many direct references to her own translation Emily Wilson crams into that review of Nolan’s Odyssey, she knows you’re going to go see it or have already done so, so she might as well turn the offer of assessing his version of her magnum opus into a long form promo for her book.

Schrodinger's freelancer: a hypothetical creative practitioner inside a closed box may be considered to be simultaneously both in urgent need of work and far too busy while it is unobserved, as a result of its fate being linked to a random email event that may or may not occur.

If my father, in his quest to dodge the reaper, rendered me a faceless extension of himself by calling me his Blood Boy, then decided to clone himself an organ-dispenser, and blithely hand my title to the cursed homunculus in a missive as throwaway as a tweet, his death would be *so* Shakespearean?