#Space Jumping

[cozy-possum]

Listen the concept of space travel forcing you to see what you’ve repressed or your own death is just too good

@aquitainequeen Thank you for making me think too much about this, ft my own space/future themed oc’s

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“It takes the worst of you. It takes what you’d beg to forget.” He doesn’t look past the group of his crew huddled around the new technology the commander had dropped onto the ship.

“BioRobotics said you needed one of these for traveling.” He gestures to the small figure that everyone is crowded around.

“Ree M. Oate.” The figure, clearly a robot buzzes out. He can see the way the antennae pass a spark between them, purely an aesthetic choice.

“A language translator?” One of the crew laughs a little.

“Repurposed, one of the old models, therapy-bot now, well the closest you’ll be getting for your first few trips; the more you travel the better Bio-technology they give you.”

“That’s grim.”

“You learn to live with it; or you deserve it.” The man doesn’t smile, just patting the robot on its head. It beeps at him and he nods.

Nobody thinks twice of jumping anymore. Everyone does it; it’s too fast, too streamlined not to do it. The new robot is the only addition, the only strange thing in the usual travels.

“Okay Ree; why are you here? We’ve jumped before.”

“Longer jump means more issues.”

“Like motion sickness?” One laughs, they all remember when Rian had thrown up and spent two days huddled in bed after their first jump.

“Or panic?” Siv asks, nodding to Vivnia; she’d been screaming and crying after her first jump.

“Both can be symptoms; I’m for reassurance after.” Ree chirps and everyone nods, slowly preparing the ship to take off, slowly forgetting Ree is there. They don’t jump right away, it was common courtesy to wait until you were far enough out to now have wake when you jumped.

There’s a soft pulsing sound; a heartbeat. Everyone’s looking around, it's dark, a dull shimmer moving around the windows of the ship, it ripples like oil and before anyone can speak they just hear screaming.

Everyone knows how Vivnia sounds when she screams; but the sound from her mouth isn’t that, it’s almost a coughing, as if she can’t breathe. Her chest is moving, she’s not choking but the way her eyes are unfocused, the way her hands dig into her legs as she pulls them close to herself, everyone knows what she is seeing. When they look up to the windows, there is Vinia, bleeding, her throat torn open and her eyes gone. Nothing but a soft smile on her face, the only one she graces that smile to is Rian.

Ree is standing next to her when the jump ends.

“I see why we get better technology when we jump more.” Rian lets Ree comfort Vivnia. She does the same for him when they make the return jump.

Rian expects to see his death, he expects the crew to see it. Instead the dread that crawls up his stomach is the same that made him vomit on the first jump he did.

His father, fingers around his arm, draggin him through a dark hallway.

“If they ask you’re Rian. You’re not Riven. You’re Rian. Understand? The least you can do for this family is be something worthwhile.”

His father’s hand crushes his shoulder and he knows not to cry out. The medic that watches him scowls but doesn’t say anything, no one ever does.

“Name?” The commander standing in front of him asks, they’re both too young to talk about this.

Ree follows everyone, she keeps tabs, lets others know when they need physical comfort, flesh on flesh, when the others need space, when they need to be locked in somewhere small, when they need food, when they need things taken away. Ree knows all their needs and follows her job perfectly. Everyone is soaking in the horror of their deaths, of these memories that they would never speak of. It becomes normal, until they realize the commander will be the subject of the next jump.

The oil that shimmers is back, it always is before a bad jump, before everyone sees what the crew have tried so hard to repress. The commander, like everytime they jump, is standing facing the window, scowling slightly.

A letter torn in half is on the floor. There are water stains on it. There is a shaky hand reaching for it, everyone recognises the scar over the thumb. Everyone recognises the old royal seal.

Nobody knows how to decipher the child's writing.

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[swan2swan]

Whoever conceived and animated this moment, I hope they're doing well and thriving. This is S-rank romance stuff here.

[twilight-zoned-out]

Learning about the Doctor Who specials' expanded budget: oh no, what if they overuse CGI to look more 'professional' and high-budget?

The first scene of the Doctor Who Special:

[sirellas]

René Auberjonois on the relationship between Odo and Quark in DS9

[crunchchute]

gec

[creepypso]

This animation took me so long,,, but after a few weeks the little scary face contest is finally done <3

To be fair it was the first time I used clip studio paint and actually lined and colored something in a different program than Sai. I learned quite a lot soo I'm excited for future projects!

Also have a gif version of it because now I can do gifs!! :D

_ I do not give you my consent to repost my drawings, without asking me first

[mutantfactor]

Warframe ✦ Jade Shadows

[fashion4standusers]

Anyway, if I had a nickel for every time a series had six installments that gradually escalated in ridiculousness, only for the sixth installment to end with a universe reboot and the seventh installment to pick up in a new universe where alternate versions of the original characters now exist in the distant past, I'd have two nickels.

One of those series is JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. The other is Riverdale

[an-actual-floof]

hit them with the sappy gay love beam

my writing is small pls zoom <3

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meme on the right is originally by @/myszkaa here on tumblr. Post is here !

[splootdoolies]

MORE MORE JUMP! headcanons!!

[bacchuschucklefuck]

dreaming abt sophomore year class swap bard!riz

[sparklejumpropequeen1949]

[chuuzmii]

Jacob Anderson is so fucking real. Like we see eye to eye frfr. That quote where he's like "Let's be monsters and enjoy it. Let's be problematic. Give us the space to be a problem." Like ooooh... Hes so real. Im so tired of people being scared of writing black villains because of The Implications™. There is a genuine lack of black people in horror and when we are included we are just the sassy best friend, the athlete, the one who dies first, or the magical negro. Hardly ever have I seen a horror with a black momster. Even outside of horror black people are hardly ever villains and it's just so unfair man. Black people LONG for good black villains I know they do. We deserve to be evil we deserve to be petty we deserve to hurt. Jacob I understand...

[the-wolf-and-moon]

NGC 4676, Jumping Dolphin 

[blanketstown]

DANNY GET DOWN!!!!

DANNY GET DOWN FROM THERE RIGHT NOW

DANNY STOP GET DOWN

DANNY NO DANNY DANNY GET DOWN

[casasupernovas]

This angle of Martha's kiss is devastating, they should have used this one in the final shot.

The beautiful consistency of both kisses between the Doctor and Martha being emotionally devastating to both is making me want to rip my hair out.

Bonus: