#goodnight oppy
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please watch this clip from good night oppy of a bunch of engineers, scientists & co looking absolutely miserable while ABBA's hit song S.O.S. is playing
#yes I cut it off just before they all start to smile and have a success to report again#but this visual absolutely took me out#good night oppy#goodnight oppy#mars#mars rovers#opportunity#spirit#mars rover opportunity#mars rover spirit#documentary#space#my post
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Good night oppy really bringing up all those wall-e feels. I’ll never got over her last message though.
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Shit, I'm only 5 minutes in to Good Night Oppy and I'm already crying.
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Goodnight Oppy nearly made me cry. It really communicated how much work and love goes into a project like the mars rovers. My only criticism is I wanted to know more about the rocks on mars, haha
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If it's a documentary about space, I will cry. That is just a fact at this point.
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GOODNIGHT OPPY:
A River on Mars
Lives years beyond her deadline
Endures Mar’s forces
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#goodnight oppy#random richards#poem#haiku#poetry#haiku poem#poets on tumblr#haiku poetry#haiku form#poetic#documentary#haiku on tumblr#prime video#angela bassett#david letterman#jon stewart#ryan white#stephen colbert#Steve squyres#Jennifer trosper#Moogega Cooper#Abigail Fraeman#Rob Manning#Ashley stroupe#Bekah Sosland Siegfreidt#kobie Boykins#oppy#mars#space travel#Vandi Verma
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goddamn mars rover documentary making me cry my fuckin’ eyes out what the hell
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desire to adopt Spirit and Opportunity through the roof
#in other words#hiii i just watched the goodnight oppy documentary and im very normal about it#mars rovers#space#:')
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Watching Good Night Oppy.
I'm crying about the robot explorers on Mars again.
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Good Night Oppy (2022)
#ngl that delivery made me laugh#good night oppy#goodnight oppy#mars#mars rover#mars rovers#nasa#jpl#space#opportunity#spirit#mars rover opportunity#mars rover spirit#documentary#my post
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Current mood for the evening is that one NASA robot’s dying quote.  I can’t remember exactly. Something like “it’s cold and my battery’s running low”
It IS cold. I’m sorry I don’t have enough battery for us both.
I hope we recharge anyhow.
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Opportunity sol 5000 self-portrait, extended on sol 5006
OPPORTUNITY SOL 5000 SELF-PORTRAIT, EXTENDED ON SOL 5006 Opportunity celebrated reaching 5000 sols by taking a self-portrait with its Microscopic Imager. The self-portrait was extended a week later with an additional lower tier covering the wheels on the ground. This photo has been artificially colorized using a realistic Mars palette.
Goodnight opportunity. Well done.
#Opportunity sol 5000 self-portrait#extended on sol 5006#oppy#i'll be seeing you#lucky rover#5262#90 sols#Goodnight opportunity well done#Original image data dated on or about 16 February 2018
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crying over opportunity and spirit and their granddaughter perseverance 💔🤍💔🤍
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𝐢'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 - 𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧!𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫
cillian murphy!oppenheimer x reader
DISCLAIMER: this is fanfiction. it isn’t real. Oppenheimer is a real person, however Cillian!Oppenheimer is not. he is a character. if you have something bad to say just keep it in the drafts (:
“let's all go play Nagasaki, we can all get vaporized. hold my hand, let's turn to ash. I'll see you on the other side.” - 137 by Brand New
warnings: spoilers for Oppenheimer, descriptions of nuclear bomb/ explosion, fear
word count: 1316
author's note: I love Cillian so much, and he did so good in Oppy!! I just had to write about it. please keep in mind there are spoilers in this, don't read if you haven't seen the movie. also, there's only like, one other fic on here for Cillian!Oppy which is sad but I'm sure there'll be more soon. (:
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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ, ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ, ᴏʀ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴏɴ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ, ᴀᴏ3, ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏ ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ɪɴ ᴀɪ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀs ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʀᴛɪғɪᴄɪᴀʟ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴜsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴛᴏ sᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
For the last few nights, Robert has woken up abruptly from his sleep. He’ll sit upright and pant, trying his best to catch his breath. It alarms you every time he does this despite him acting like it didn’t happen. But you know he doesn’t go back to sleep after because you feel him toss and turn until morning. Test day is tomorrow, and you can feel Robert’s nervous energy radiating off him. This was it- this was the epitome of his life’s work, and if it failed, he would be lost. And you’re torn between wanting it not to work for humanity’s sake and wanting it to work for Robert’s.
You have worked alongside your husband for many years despite the pushback from society. But he knows your intelligence and insisted you be involved in the Project. He refused to have anything to do with it unless you assisted him. Lieutenant Groves reluctantly agreed, but he still knew just how capable you were to help with the Project.
You’re very much a housewife outside of work, though. Despite being a knowledgeable person, you still have duties at home. You’re busy folding laundry when Robert exits the bedroom after getting ready for a meeting. It was the last one before tomorrow’s events. Robert doesn’t say much to you before bidding his farewell and heading out. It wasn’t abnormal for him to mumble a goodbye before putting his hat on and leaving without anything else said. He was reserved unless it was necessary to say something. That’s one thing you admired about Robert; he could be cynical and sarcastic yet humble and a man of few words.
You would attend a later meeting that evening, so it’s possible you may not see Robert until bedtime. You aren’t worried about him not kissing your son goodnight or missing dinner. You mostly worry he won’t sleep enough.
Later in bed, you and Robert both lay on your backs, staring at the ceiling wordlessly.
“How are you feeling?” you suddenly ask, breaking the eerie silence.
Robert opens his mouth before shutting it again, shrugging.
You sigh, turning on your side to face him, “I can feel you have nightmares, you know.”
Robert cuts his eyes toward you before giving in and rolling over to face you as well, “I’m sorry.”
“For what?” you furrow your brow, “There’s nothing to be sorry for. What we’re- what you’re doing is incredibly stressful and world-changing. It’s normal to be anxious over it.”
“That’s exactly why I’m anxious.”
“Which part?”
“The world-changing part.”
You’re quiet for a moment before answering, “What do you dream about?”
Robert’s eyes study yours closely, searching for any instance of potential recoil from what he’s about to tell you. He searches even though he knows he won’t find it because Robert knows that you’d never leave him no matter what. Even if his nightmares were incomparable to even the most descriptive horror stories. What’s worse is that Robert knows no one has ever seen the results of a bomb the magnitude of the one he’s created. So it’s up to his imagination. And his imagination is one of grotesque imagery that he hopes won’t come to fruition.
“Death,” Robert says plainly, with a cold look, “Destruction. Everything in my dreams is obliterated by fire and disintegrates into ash, and even the ash turns into nothingness.”
You purse your lips, gently reaching your hand up to touch Robert’s cheek, running your thumb over his cheekbone.
“I don’t fear for me or for us. I fear for our children,” Robert gives a watery laugh, “And the world they’ll have to grow up in knowing that such weaponry exists.”
You tuck Robert’s head into your chest, “You are merely the creator, darling. You have no control over how they use your creation. And I know that worries you, but you cannot do much about it.”
“I know. You’re right. But the fact I’m the one responsible for such a destructive device,” Robert trails off.
“Your creation is for science exploration and nothing more,” you say, “Remember that tomorrow.”
When you awake at two in the morning to prepare for the test, Robert has already gotten up from bed. You figure he didn’t sleep and has already made his way down the street to prepare. You hurriedly get dressed, grab your son, and walk out the front door. You let your neighbor, one of the wives of another scientist, watch over your son while you and Robert are away. A vehicle has been sent to your home, probably by Robert, to retrieve you. The ride is quiet and bumpy. You figure they would take you to the main hall, but they keep driving into the desert. Everyone must already be at Trinity.
Trinity is alight, with people who worked on the project scurrying around to find the perfect spot to watch the explosion. You climb off the vehicle and run to the tent where Robert resides with the others. A relieved smile grows on his face when he sees you walk in.
“I didn’t want to see this without you,” he says, pulling you in for a tight hug.
“Did you sleep at all?” you mutter into his shoulder.
“Unfortunately, no. But sleep can come later,” Robert says, returning to the detonation station.
You cross your arms and walk around aimlessly, watching the scientists scramble to take their places and put sun shades on.
“Ninety minutes,” Robert says from behind you.
You turn around to look at him, a half smile growing on your face, “I’m proud of you.”
“And I’m proud of you, too. Without your suggestions, we may not be here,” Robert plays with a loose strand of your hair.
“I doubt that,” you chuckle, “Your brainpower alone has done the job.”
“I’ll see you on the other side,” Robert says.
After a little under an hour and a half of checking that everything was perfect and prepared, everyone took their places where they wanted to view the test. You’re next to Robert, with goggles on your face that match his. Both of you have ports to get a fantastic view. The countdown begins.
Everyone becomes dead silent as the bomb is detonated. The flash causes you to gasp, your eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness despite the goggles. When the light subsides, you see a mushroom cloud of nothing but fire beginning to rise to the atmosphere. Beside you, Robert grabs hold of your hand and grasps it tightly.
“Now I am become Death, the Destroyer of Worlds,” Robert says with a haunting tone.
You remove your goggles along with everyone else as you squint against the harsh brightness. Before you is the most terrifying, breathtaking thing you’ve ever seen. A firestorm that is capable of mass destruction. A scientific miracle. But before anyone can relax, the sound of air rumbling and rushing toward the tent is heard. The sound of the explosion hits the viewing base violently. The blast wave smacks everyone as they brace themselves against the high wind. Once the hot gust of air subsides and the explosion tapers down, everyone begins to cheer and clap.
“We did it,” Robert says in disbelief before he looks up at you, “We actually did it.”
You nod, smiling at him proudly before engulfing him in a hug.
“I have destroyed the world,” Robert whispers in your ear, and you pull away to see an odd flash of emotion cross his face.
“You haven’t,” you whisper back, as people begin to approach your husband, “But you’ve changed it forever.”
As colleagues surround Robert and move him outside, you remain in the tent for a moment. You replay the mushroom-looking explosion in your head. You begin to ponder what the Manhattan Project’s creation will do for the world. And whether it’s good or bad.
Either way, everyone has been forever changed.
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You want questions about your AUs? Fam you KNOW I got questions about your TMWN boys.
We know that Mikey's favourite movie is Step Up, but what are the favs of the other 3? And, add-on question, what are their favourite videogames?
oh gosh i dont know enough movieS 😩 I mean, obviously their ACTUAL favorites are Lou Jitsu films... but for Leo we could also say "any movie that he was involved in." I think he also really likes Inception, the Matrix, and La La Land, for some reason. Raph likes Homeward Bound and cries every time they watch it. Donnie has a penchant for science documentaries, and is especially fond of "Goodnight Oppy." Re: video games, Mikey really likes Mario Kart, Raph really likes Animal Crossing, Leo loved Breath of the Wild, and Donnie is a huge fan of Pokemon-- he's the type who will IV train his entire team and have a pro strategy and takes joy in stomping other players into the dirt with his Superior Mons.
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Hey since you’re taking TFE requests, could I ask for some Bee x reader romantic headcanons? Human or cybertronian reader is fine, whichever you feel more inspired to write for ^^ thank you! ✨
A/n: Coming right up dear anon! I Decided to go with human, because why not :D
These are more like how the relationship started and small things like that, but I hope it's what you where looking for!
Definitely spoilers for episode 8 under the cut
Bumblebee Romantic S/O Headcanons
-Bee and you first met when he was speeding down the road one day
-Bee was in too much a hurry and almost missed you crossing the road infront of him
-He had to slam on his breaks and jump over you in his root mode to avoid crushing your body like a water bottle
-He had revealed himself to you and so of course he had to get you to calm down after your mini panic attack over the situation
-Once he explained that no he's not a Decepticon you had finally calmed down
-It took some convincing but he eventually took you to Optimus, Bee informing him of the fact he'd revealed himself to you
-Oppy wasn't upset, though very disappointed in Bee for speeding and almost hitting a pedestrian, resulting in this
-Though after time passed Bee and you grew close
-He'd bring you on late night drives if you couldn't sleep
-You'd offer to wash him every once in a while if he got dirty
-You two had started developing feelings for one another
-Bee confessed to you first, one night while you where out on a drive
-You had been too stunned to speak
-He took that as a rejection and drove you back home
-When he transformed in your drive way and leaned down to two you goodnight, you snuck in a small peck to his cheek
-Telling him that you reciprocate his feelings on the matter
-He would call you pet names like babe, or love
-He doesn't do any thing drastic when it comes to nicknames
-You however love to call him your personal "Love Bug" since his name is literally a bug
-He found it stupid in the beginning but it grew on him
-You still go on late night drives together, but this time they're more significant to you two
-When Dr. Meridian shows up as well as the Terrans, you two are called to "train" these Terrans
-You'd mainly deal with the kids while he delt with the Terrans
-In the episode Decoy, when you show up with Arcee and the kids to help them with the Soundwave situation he's especially worried about you
-He takes all the measures he can to make sure you and the kids don't get hurt
-At the end of the episode he's all over you, making sure you're alright, reassuring you he can talk with you if it's needed
-You assure him you're fine!
-There's nothing to worry about, but gosh this yellow bot can't stop the worry!
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