#ask day

[lnfours]

ooo this is nice!! "i said "I love you" you said nothing back" with lando?

ooooh this is a good one, nonnie! lets do it :)

jordans snow day ☃️

it had been weeks since you last saw him, since you had poured your heart out right in front of him and walked out his apartment with tear stained cheeks.

you ignored his calls and texts, thinking back to the night in his apartment. thinking back to how you made a fool of yourself in front of him believing that he would actually feel the same way about you.

you were laying next to him, wrapped in his sheets with your head on your chest. right now, you thought, do it right now. what's there to lose?

you tilted your head up as he looked down at you with a soft smile, "i love you."

but instead of being greeted with the three words right back at you, you were met with silence. he blinked at you, unsure of what to say as he scanned over your facial features.

you felt your body heat up with embarrassment as you shook your head, moving to get up, "oh my god,"

he sat up with you, "wait-"

you clamored around the floor, looking for your leggings and the hoodie he had thrown off of you earlier on in the night, "jesus fucking christ, i'm so stupid."

your vision blurred as you gathered your things, tears springing from your eyes as he called out to you after tugging his sweatpants back on, "wait, y/n, hold on-"

but instead of your answer he was met with his apartment door slamming in front of him, leaving him speechless yet again. he was left with the regret of not saying it back, even if he wasn't the best with words, something, anything, was better than silence.

but there was nothing he could do now. you were already gone.

[docholligay]

What where you expecting Rost backstory to be from Horizon Zero Dawn compared to what actually happened?

I didn't have expectations so much as I had DESIRES, none of which were met. We knew Rost was a straightlaced true believer who believed that it was right he was exiled. I basically did have in mind that he did something against the codes or whatever, in the service of what he thought was right, and was ready to take his lumps. We love that kind of shit in this household.

But it was a little on-rails for me, my wife and child were murdered, I went off lone wolf. i mean I sort of wanted him to do a big wrong that was harder to defend. Or cost other people. But that's actually not a big criticism I thought that was altogether fine.

My BIG criticism is that Rost basically gets tossed to the side by Aloy in a way I FUCKING HATE and really did color my enjoyment of the game. Aloy has this lovely epilogue about Elizabet, a woman she does not know, never knew, and will never know, who has nothing outside of fucking DNA in common with. THEY DON'T EVEN LIVE IN THE SAME TIME OR CULTURE.

But Rost? Who raised her, who loved her, who taught her everything she knew, who VERY CONCRETELY AND LITERALLY DIED FOR HER? Fuck that guy, i guess. He doesn't share DNA with me. Sometimes I swear to fuck for all we go on, around here, about how queerity queer queer queer we are and alternative families, we sure do come back to biological supremacy in a lot of the stories we write and also the stories we like. It's insane! It makes me fucking CRAZY.

She should mourn him INTENSELY. They were CLOSE AS FUCK. He adored her. I mean i get being focused on the task at hand, but the end of the story should be her actually getting a chance to cry over the man who was her true fucking parent.

[i23kazu]

how i feel when someone reblogs my stuff with a really really nice tag

[callisteios]

i made a character uquiz. i 100% promise you that you will get a character you know AND like

[calicorobin]

beanbag chair psychology

[firestia]

Little pony princesses 💗

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.

It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.

[crumplstiltskin]

some doodle

[daily-dragon-drawing]

a dragon but disguised as fruit would be the best shock to stumble upon

#11 - 火龍果 (dragon fruit)- I don't see a dragon here, do you? 🐲🍓🌟

Bonus:

His ass does NOT cost 39元

[docholligay]

Doc are you going to try to get the ultra-rare Pink Mercy skin in OW?

AHAHAHAH the saddest thing about everything is that I loved Overwatch SO much. Y'all, I, me, Doctor Holligay esquire PHD, learned how to play a multiplayer online shooter, and I learned how to get pretty good at one of the more difficult characters in the game because I LOVED HER. I still do! She is very *clutches chest* for me, and like in fairness, i was ALWAYS doing a lot of the heavy lifting there.

ANyway, it's incredible to me how impressively this game managed to ruin all the goodwill and more than goodwill, truly deep love I had for the game. I still love MY world, and if no one ever cares about it, that's fine, everyone in it is basically OCs now and it brings me pleasure to think about them.

[satanicdollx]

they should invent friends that do not live so fucking far

[flaringk]

INTRODUCING: QUADRANT MAKER

A Gif generator for all your shipping needs. :3

Do whatever the fuck you want to do with it I don't care

[deep-space-netwerk]

So Venus is my favorite planet in the solar system - everything about it is just so weird.

It has this extraordinarily dense atmosphere that by all accounts shouldn't exist - Venus is close enough to the sun (and therefore hot enough) that the atmosphere should have literally evaporated away, just like Mercury's. We think Earth manages to keep its atmosphere by virtue of our magnetic field, but Venus doesn't even have that going for it. While Venus is probably volcanically active, it definitely doesn't have an internal magnetic dynamo, so whatever form of volcanism it has going on is very different from ours. And, it spins backwards! For some reason!!

But, for as many mysteries as Venus has, the United States really hasn't spent much time investigating it. The Soviet Union, on the other hand, sent no less than 16 probes to Venus between 1961 and 1984 as part of the Venera program - most of them looked like this!

The Soviet Union had a very different approach to space than the United States. NASA missions are typically extremely risk averse, and the spacecraft we launch are generally very expensive one-offs that have only one chance to succeed or fail.

It's lead to some really amazing science, but to put it into perspective, the Mars Opportunity rover only had to survive on Mars for 90 days for the mission to be declared a complete success. That thing lasted 15 years. I love the Opportunity rover as much as any self-respecting NASA engineer, but how much extra time and money did we spend that we didn't technically "need" to for it to last 60x longer than required?

Anyway, all to say, the Soviet Union took a more incremental approach, where failures were far less devastating. The Venera 9 through 14 probes were designed to land on the surface of Venus, and survive long enough to take a picture with two cameras - not an easy task, but a fairly straightforward goal compared to NASA standards. They had…mixed results.

Venera 9 managed to take a picture with one camera, but the other one's lens cap didn't deploy.

Venera 10 also managed to take a picture with one camera, but again the other lens cap didn't deploy.

Venera 11 took no pictures - neither lens cap deployed this time.

Venera 12 also took no pictures - because again, neither lens cap deployed.

Lotta problems with lens caps.

For Venera 13 and 14, in addition to the cameras they sent a device to sample the Venusian "soil". Upon landing, the arm was supposed to swing down and analyze the surface it touched - it was a simple mechanism that couldn't be re-deployed or adjusted after the first go.

This time, both lens caps FINALLY ejected perfectly, and we were treated to these marvelous, eerie pictures of the Venus landscape:

However, when the Venera 14 soil sampler arm deployed, instead of sampling the Venus surface, it managed to swing down and land perfectly on….an ejected lens cap.

[hinamie]

surprise it's yuri!!!in 2024