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malsperanza · 11 months
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Souvenir of the Future
Long long ago, in a galaxy far far away, I had a part-time college job at a small branch of NASA in NYC. I was the night librarian. (Astronomers are night owls.) Night librarian at NASA sounds like a dream job, and it sort of was. (Astronomers are dreamers.)
Voyager I and II had just launched, and all the staff were in a state of thrilled intoxication. NASA printed this little booklet to explain what the project was about. I took it home because look how poetic the language is:
Out There The solar system as a whole is moving through galactic space. After all their planetary encounters both Voyager spacecraft will continue to recede from the Sun in the general direction of that motion. At some time they will cross the heliopause - the boundary between the Sun's magnetic and plasma domain and the general stellar wind. Since the location of the heliopause is unknown, the Voyagers may carry out that valedictory flourish of observations before communication at last ceases. (p. 14)
No one then ever imagined that these little Wall-es with the computing capacity of a firefly would still be transmitting data 45 years later. Today, the location of the heliopause has been identified, thanks to Voyager. The NASA website tells us that Voyager I "will reach in the inner edge of the Oort Cloud in 300 years." https://voyager.jpl.nasa.gov/mission/status/
You can download and read the booklet here: https://ntrs.nasa.gov/api/citations/19770022102/downloads/19770022102.pdf
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thelilylav · 28 days
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We only see each other at funerals
(On Jason, Thalia, Nico, Bianca, and their parallels/connections)
The Titan's Curse (Rick Riordan), @/anxiousmaya_, Right Now (Gracie Abrams), The Battle of the Labyrinth (Rick Riordan), Joan of Arc (Mary Gordon), The Lost Hero (Rick Riordan), Episodes Toward and Elegy for Halley's Comet (Lindsey Drager), Jason Grace (Riordan Wiki), The Gods Show Up (Michael Kinnucan), The House of Hades (Rick Riordan), What the Living Do (Marie Howe), The House of Hades (Rick Riordan), Planet of Love (Richard Siken), The Blood of Olympus (Rick Riordan), Tangerine (Nolune), The Blood of Olympus (Rick Riordan), The Blood of Olympus (Rick Riordan), I Bet On Losing Dogs (Mitski), The Burning Maze (Rick Riordan), @/abhorarchive (Twitter), The Burning Maze (Rick Riordan), Seventeen (MARINA), The Burning Maze (Rick Riordan), @/rollercoasterwords, The Tyrant's Tomb (Rick Riordan), @/the-overanalyst, Where Things Come Back (John Corey Whaley), Grit (Silas Denver Martin), Softcore (The Neighbourhood), The Tower of Nero (Rick Riordan), Frost (Mitski), @/moonbends, I'm Your Man (Mitski), Sun Bleached Flies (Ethel Cain), The Tower of Nero (Rick Riordan), Three (Sleeping At Last), My Art
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mikimeiko · 7 months
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Reservation Dogs | Season 3 (2023), Sterlin Harjo and Taika Waititi
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quirkle2 · 3 months
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zombie apocalypse (no powers) au where mob is turned but ritsu isn't ready to give up on him, so he simply takes him with him to find a cure. there's a Lot here to summarize, but my favorite part of this au is how ritsu slowly but surely starts to resent most humans and suddenly he's the lunatic kid who's on the zombie side of the war. more info in the tags where i don't shut up ever
#qkdraws#id in alt#mob psycho 100#mob psycho#mp100#ritsu kageyama#mp100 ritsu#shigeo kageyama#mp100 mob#tw guns#zombie au#blood#zombies aren't the typical eat-brains creatures here they're ? just sick humans rly#diseased with smth that pauses most brain activity and turns u slightly more animalistic#they're still considered dangerous‚ mostly bc their bites can still spread the infection and they're very strong#important to note that zombies don't rly? go after humans specifically in this. they eat whatever they can get their hands on#if it happens to be human meat then most of the zombies don't even notice#but zombies in this au are‚ when u break it down‚ people with an illness. and yet they r slaughtered constantly#even when they're not actively going after humans. they're just killed bc people r scared#of the ''zombie'' image in media. this horrifying mindless beast that wants nothing but blood#people shoot without thinking. without even considering the fact that these are people too‚ just ill ones#without even entertaining the idea that most zombies still have parts of their personalities intact. They Are Still In There Somewhere#which is what ritsu realizes. mob is still in there somewhere. he sees it in the way he acts#even if his brother can no longer hold a conversation he is still here. he still acts like mob‚ in these little moments of clarity#and then ritsu starts seeing this everywhere. he realizes that zombies r still people‚ just hurt ones. ones that most ppl have been killing#ritsu does not shoot zombies. he saves his bullets for people who cause more problems than they solve#and usually‚ that is the settlements that kill zombies left n right for simply existing#mob doesn't attack ritsu in this ever btw. reason being is that mob is still mob and he recognizes ritsu's face#zombies don't typically attack familiar faces. some of them r able to discern faces‚ others have lost that ability#oh yeah and ritsu slowly loses his mind in this au. he's like.not normal by the end. yay <3
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dykehayleywilliams · 1 year
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black hole opened in the kitchen / the future is a benevolent black hole / it would only take the energy to fix it / there's a hole in the drywall still not fixed i just haven't gotten around to it besides i'm starting to get used to the gaps / i can't stop staring at the ceiling fan / quarantined in a bad dream / drag racing through the canyon / it's an all night drive from your house to reno / do you see us getting scraped up off the pavement? / i went out and wrapped my car around the streetlamp / i lied i am just lowering your expectations / guess i lied, i'm a liar who lies / half a mind that keeps the other second guessing / do i get callous or do i stay tender? which of these is worse and which is better? / always an angel, never a god / lord, be near me my final hour i once had sight but now i'm blind / there's something in the static i think i've been having revelations / no i'm not afraid to disappear, the billboard said the end is near / coming to in the front seat, nearly empty / last night i blacked out in my car and i woke up in my childhood bed wishing i was someone else / skip the exit to our old street and go home / we've got a long way to go before we get home 'cause this ain't my home anymore
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cutter-kirby · 6 months
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i could talk about the parallels between the dreemurr siblings and the skeleton brothers and how one is more reserved and is closely related to your choices and willing to make the hard choices that their brothers can't while the other is more energetic and refuses to kill even in the face of certain death and is closely tied to belief and hope and how both are so extremely codependent and how the dreemurrs were doomed because of it but the skeletons avoid their fate
but instead i'll just say that chara and sans are joined in "my brother is the coolest" solidarity
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selemina · 7 months
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Exploreur, Combattant, Gardien, Père. Explorer, Fighter, Guardian, Father.
I am looking at the QSMP from the hallway, not exactly getting invested, but Etoiles' fight in the arena got me hyped! :D Not gonna lie there was some severe french pride looking at him having his epic fight. It was so cinematic! I have the worst timing with this piece : the man lost his daughter and he got a new look! XD Fuck it we ball! :D
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hemaris · 6 months
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normal sunday afternoon activities
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front-facing-pokemon · 9 months
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#castform#:)! they're so pleased..! they like the weather… it's so pleasant right now… (VERY HOT) (NINETY DEGREES) (TOO HOT)#they're smiling… :)! they like something you said you were nice to them :)!#this pokémon has that gimmick where they like. change types based on the weather which is. like cool i guess i dunno if it's good#in competitive but i never used it personally. i feel like i always got it at too low of a level to want to grind it up#it's like ok. i feel like castform's moveset kinda has to be weather ball or whatever it is and then three weather setup moves so you can#actually use it and utilize the type-changing ability to its fullest extent. because if your opponent sets up weather then they're probably#already benefitting from it and you don't want them to benefit from it. because that means your weather ball probably isn't going to be good#against the theoretical opponent's type. and then it takes two moves to use any given type's version of weather ball so i just. don't#see how it could be that good. i will look it up on smogon cuz i imagine it's pretty decent in doubles bc then you can have the Other pokémo#n set up the weather so castform can use it but like if it's not even that strong to begin with#it certainly doesn't look it#yeah it's always been kinda mid it looks like. started off better around gen 4 and then just slooowly fell off up to gen 7#dunno! still don't care a ton about competitive but i don't even care about this pokémon in not-competitive. sorry‚ castform fans
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watching the boygenius you're still the one cover right after watching them sing cowboy take me away like 5ish years ago is too much emotion. "look how far we've come, my baby." yeah. look how far they've come omg i'm crying
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ccarrot · 1 year
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Smthing somthing the frustrating self fulfilling prophecy of chuuya being a character who defines himself through his connections with other people, and chuuya also being a character that most of fandom defines through his connection with [gets shot]
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morningstargirl666 · 29 days
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WIP WEDNESDAY
So, this is part of some flashbacks of the new chapter 10 of tbbw, first draft but still...I may have dumped the angst glitter on the Mikaelsons. Particularly Elijah. Oops.
[shrugs in a what-can-you-do gesture]
However, the reason this flashback has been added in the edits is because it also helps set up next plot arc I'm going to be writing from chapter 36 onwards. So like, take from that what you will - you guys know I love a good teaser.
Pisa, Marquisate of Tuscany, Italia. Le Estate, 1114 A.D.
“KOL!” Elijah yelled, struggling to rip the sharp, broken chair leg from his brother’s grip, yanking it away only to face another battle - stopping Klaus from grabbing anything else. “HELP ME HOLD HIM!”
“Elijah, please, don’t let them do this to me-” Klaus begged, eyes wild and unseeing, lost to yet another hallucination. 
“KOL!” Elijah screamed again, just as their brother appeared around the corner, cursing upon seeing the scene, Klaus’ chambers in disarray, tables and chairs toppled where he had tried to fashion the wood into stakes. Elijah wrapped his arms firmly around Klauss chest, holding him back and leaning forward to hiss in his ear. “Niklaus, we’re only trying to help, you are hurting yourself-”
Kol rushed to Elijah’s side, leaping over the toppled chairs to grab Klaus as he thrashed in Elijah’s arms.
“Please, I can’t! Don’t let her take him from me-”
Kol glanced between his brother and Elijah, grimacing as Klaus tried to slip out of his grip, nearly succeeding - he had always been stronger than his siblings. “What is he talking about?”
Elijah shook his head. “I don’t know, he’s not lucid-” He swallowed, trying to catch Klaus’ eye. “Brother, please, we don’t mean to harm you-”
“NO!” Klaus roared, lashing out and throwing his elbow back, right into Kol’s face, smashing his brother’s nose on impact. In the next moment, he’d pushed Kol with so much force his brother was thrown across the room, slamming into shelves and cracking the wall. Kol fell to the floor, blood dripping from his brow. Eyes wide, Elijah’s grip slipped and his brother nearly managed to flash away but he caught his jacket at the last second, snagging the fabric and hauling Klaus by the neck into the wall behind them.
“NIKLAUS!” he bellowed, pinning him across the stone and shaking him for good measure. “That is enough,” he snarled.
Klaus shrank away, terrified, frantically shaking his head, so terribly unlike him that it made Elijah pause. For the first time, he noticed the tear tracks on his brother’s cheeks.
“I can’t lose him, please, don’t let her take the wolf away-” he begged, but he wasn’t looking at Elijah, but to the side, talking to whatever hallucination standing there. “Please, ‘lijah, don’t let them do this to me-”
Elijah’s grip slackened, his anger exhaling from his body in a single flood of horror. He remembered the night Klaus was currently reliving, remembered the heat of mother’s fires, the roar of Mikael’s orders. His hands pinning Klaus down, enclosing his wrists in tight shackles, and eventually, Elijah doing the same. 
Now, Elijah looked down at his hands, clenched around his brother’s shoulders, holding him down and suddenly felt sick, releasing his brother as if burned.
“Brother, I-” 
Klaus didn’t give him the chance to work through the ball of emotion in his throat, releasing a yell of fury, grabbing Elijah and flashing them both across the room, slamming him into the opposite wall. Elijah gasped, looking down where Klaus’ hand had impaled his chest, fingers grasped around his heart.
“You took everything from me,” his brother snarled, eyes bleeding red, seeing not his brother, but another enemy entirely. Even so, it felt like he was saying the words to Elijah all the same. His grip tightened, fingers squeezing around Elijah’s heart and in that moment, he didn’t doubt Klaus would tear it from his chest. 
Suddenly, hands grasped the side of Klaus’ head and his neck snapped to the side, body falling to the ground like a puppet whose strings had been cut. Kol stood behind him, his chest heaving with adrenaline, nose bloody as he stared down at her brother’s unconscious body in shock and horror. Elijah slumped against the wall, a hand over his chest where the wound was already beginning to heal, sliding to the floor.
Neither of them moved for a long while. ______________________________________________________________
Elijah bolted the door to the cell shut, glancing through the barred window of the door to Klaus inside, their brother laid out on the cold, straw-lined floor where they had left him. There was no furniture for him to break and use as stakes, no windows and curtains to open and let in sunlight, the daylight ring on his brother’s finger noticeably absent. Elijah didn’t know where he had discarded it this time. He’d have to search through the wreckage in the room to find it.
“Make sure the door remains locked,” he said to Kol, turning to leave the dungeon, a numbness settling into his bones that felt suffocating. “When he wakes, he may try to escape.”
“If that’s what you think is best,” Kol said as he passed him, lips curled in a bitter snarl.
Elijah stopped in the middle of the cells, his entire body freezing as Kol’s words cut into his skin. He hadn’t known how much Kol had overheard upstairs - they had carried Klaus down here in silence, neither of them knowing how to break it. But now, now he knew. 
Skin itching with Kol’s judgement, slowly he turned around, teeth gritted as he looked at his brother, daring him with his glare to speak up. “Do you have something to say to me, Kol?”
Kol looked away from him, fists clenched as he stared instead at the wooden cell door currently locking their brother away.
“Do you know why Finn had to snap my neck to stop me from going after you and Nik that night?” he asked eventually, taking Elijah off-guard. When his gaze met his brother’s, there was agony there that was not unlike Klaus’ own. “Because I understood even then what you were going to help them take from him. Maybe not fully, but I understood enough.”
Elijah swallowed around the ball in his throat, trying not to remember Kol’s wails of grief the night they were turned, and later, Klaus’ screams as his wolf was ripped away. “Losing your magic was not same as what happened to Niklaus-”
“How would you know, Elijah? You were never a witch. And last time I checked,” Kol spat in his face, shoving past him, “You were never one of the wolf-folk either.”
On his way out, Kol slammed the door to the dungeons behind him. Elijah couldn’t stop his flinch.
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📸Wes | Lee | Fred | Sam | John📸
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presiding · 10 months
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formerly an essay in tags but - billie lurk. half-nameless, misremembered woman. her powers derived from the things taken from her, without any catharsis or empowerment. the rat charm, tied with deidre's hair, her lover's voice in the mouth of rats. her arm and eye, taken, given back only to cause her chronic pain, then lost again. foresight seems a cruel gift for a woman who botched the timing of her takeover of the whalers, and bet wrong when it came to delilah.
she never bore the outsider's blessing; his first visit to her was more like an assault. every other dishonored POV character gets the choice to be selfish, and for that selfishness to mean something, but billie's actions have no effect on the world at large, either, in a game without a chaos system.
some say that corvo is the ghost, but he can reach out and change things. billie's buried herself twice and come back and nothing she does seems to matter - she is less a protagonist, more a convenient full stop in the narrative.
try this: open doto, start a new game. sit in her cabin. notice how little of billie there is. even the woman she loved more than anyone has the face of another named character.
she sits amongst the assets of other games: empty canvases and a dressmaker's mannequin that wears nothing.
#billie lurk#even the wiki is wrong about her its infuriating#pulled this out of tags because fuck it#in daud's DLCs even the stories that weren't about him were about him#but billie's stories are the scrapheap. they're the stuff they couldn't squeeze in elsewhere. cheap jokes and macguffins#i'm not even roasting the devs for this i think releasing dishonored in 2016 then DotO in 2017 was a feat (derogatory)#games should be made slowly and with love#and i know that everyones talked about this endlessly#but billie is my fav and it sucks that she got a game that only causes me to grieve for her as a character#not FOR her as a person#only the potential story that never was. that she never got.#you can have your strong black woman and not turn her into a trope. give her depth and range and heartache and agency. yes there was traged#but how did it SHAPE her?#dont get me started on her being designated caretaker of a former god and dying assassin. what the fuck#some of this i'd be more okay with if she was younger - i mean. the blank canvases? really?#this game could have been about wyman and there's not that much that would have changed in terms of the core story#“found out the asshole that killed your mother is still around. gonna go deal with that.”#emily who is stoned: “cool.bring me snacks on the way back”#wyman: “oh he's saying actually it was gods fault and that its possible to kill him. well i have literally nothing in my schedule”#billie's not surprised by anything anymore but maybe wyman would freak out over most of it. could have been a lot of fun#also you cant fuck up wymans characterisation. they barely exist.#local empress sends her enby girlboyfriend to kill god#pres writes increasingly deranged essays in the tags#death of the outsider spoilers#i have to complain about doto once every year or so or i die#but i'm not really gonna let arkane hide behind dev excuses when it comes to racism like. its not enough
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liquidstar · 5 months
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A lot of you guys in the replies had really good/funny things to say about the concept of a "subaru being technically under house arrest in the felt camp route" tags and I'd love to talk about it w you too but I feel kinda bad taking over ops post 😭
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The Mando/Tatooine couple double date seemed like a great idea till Cobb and Luke spent an hour singing Space Dolly Parton songs at the space karaoke bar.
Boba and Din are contemplating all their life choices that lead them to this moment.
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