#edge of space

[stone-cold-groove]

Illustration of the U.S. Air Force’s Project Man High - a series of balloon flights to the edge of space in 1957.

[mossandfog]

This Luxurious Balloon Capsule Will Take You To the Edge of Space

For some of us, the dream of someday going to space is one we’ve had our whole lives. The idea of leaving the planet, and being able to observe it from afar is an ultimate bucket list item. However, the cost, logistics, and technological hurdles to private spaceflight may make it out of reach for all but the world’s most wealthy. There are a few companies pursuing a slightly more down-to-earth…

[im-goodpup]

Edging

At first I thought that edging was just a silly game, but now I can see the effects that it has on me.

Thanks to Tumblr I started edging on my knees, on the floor with my tongue out, all naked, drooling and humiliating myself.

This is making me more and more depraved, and I’m starting to like kinks that I used to find disgusting.

It actually makes me feel dumber, my head feels all fuzzy and there is always a part of me that is thinking about edging. I’m constantly leaking and getting wet, so wet that I can feel my wetness ruining my panties.

I think Im getting dirtier and sluttier every day, and its so fucking hot

[writer-denois]

Happy Blorbo Blursday! Which one of your characters would benefit from modern medication the most? If your characters are modern, what medication would help them that they're not on?

Oh hey, it would have been awesome if tumblr showed me this on Blursday. That's okay.

Edge of Space: This is a future capitalistic hellscape, which means they should, in theory, have even better than modern medicine. In practice, Mal probably has al the medicine he needs and gets regular check ups about that. The rest of them probably need at least a multivitamin. As a start. Jay could probably use a blood pressure medication. I just have the feeling about him.

Healthcare in that universe is definitely going to be a nightmare for most of the cast. This is giving my a lot to chew on there.

Dragon's Lament: Mika probably could have used some antibiotics after her cheek injury. It healed without infection due to magic, but like, maybe it could have been an easier time. I think Ra'ae could probably use some kind of anxiety meds.

[novelconcepts]

The defintion of hell is knowing a show is incredibly well-received in its first season, but if people don’t become machines churning out tweets, content, and rewatching 24/7, there’s no likelihood it’ll get a chance to tell its whole story. This shit is madness. Shows in different genres shouldn’t have to pit-battle for dominance. First seasons are MEANT to be baselines establishing worlds and characters, not complete storylines. The idea that this golden age of television has turned into “get it done in one or get out” is revolting.

[spocks-kaathyra]

experimenting w making little trek dolls for the STLV craft swap :))

[trek-tracks]

him

[kizzer55555]

DPxDC: Jarro Adopts an Alien

Ok, so Danny has a space obsession and a protection obsession (I headcanon that as a halfa, Danny has two obsessions like all Halfas do which makes them unique to other ghosts.) and so while he can get his fill protecting people in Amity, he struggles with his space obsession. Sure, he can look up everything he can about space and the stars on the internet. He can stay up until 2 am looking at the stars (who needs sleep? He’s a ghost, he can go days, or even weeks without sleep if he wants, same with a lack of air or food.) but it’s just not enough. He craves to learn more, see more. Just as Dani gets that itch to travel, Danny wonders. What would it be like to see the stars up close? Are they really as hot as a dragons fire breath? Hotter!? Or maybe they are so hot they are cold. What does it look like to see plasma dancing across the surface, or touch the gasses of Jupiter? Does Pluto have ice caves like the far frozen? How many planets are actually out there? What about Mars. There’s a whole species living there with a language and culture Danny can’t even fathom! Oh what he wouldn’t give to talk with martian manhunter or Superman. 

And what’s stopping him from exploring this? He can fly. He doesn’t need air. He can go intangible if it gets too hot and he’s practically immune to the cold. He wants to touch a space rock! See if they are smooth because there is no wind or earth to rub against them and erode the surface. He wants to see what planets they come from. What minerals they might have. He wants to know if there are currents in space. All of these things are right there just above the atmosphere. Surely it couldn’t hurt to take a quick peek. So he does. During a particularly bad day Danny flies as fast as he can until the earth’s gravity looses its effects. Until his hair is floating as of it’s in water even more than normal. Until he can feel when breathing no longer became a choice (still not necessary though). And it…was beautiful. To be surrounded by space. To see the earth like this. Pictures just didn’t do it Justice. He flew across the solar system and as he passed planets, he longed to fly through them. To search every crevice and learn their secrets. But he had a bigger prize in mind at the moment. The crown jewel of their universe. The closest star he could find. The sun. 

Danny was mesmerized. The plasma really did dance across the surface. Like a never ending performance of science and beauty. There were sparks that few in arcs. Danny flew down and played in them, making a game to see how many he could fly under. His ghost core purred in delight. His obsession had never been more satisfied. He spent hours out there. Just exploring what his solar system had to offer. So when he returned? He couldn’t just forget. Pictures and online science theories had nothing on the real thing. He wanted to explore some more. So he did. Every night he would go out and explore the cosmos. Flying from planet to planet. (Either the Martians were still around and Danny made friends with them, even learning their language, or he just looks at their ruins to learn as much as he can). And with both obsessions now being filled, Danny is more settled. More confident. And he can focus better. Everyone notices the change, even his teachers. They just think that he’s paying more attention to his education now. He’s even better during his ghost fights. 

But Danny can fly awfully fast. And he soaks up information even faster. Soon his trips take longer and longer as he flies further out. Sometimes he can barely make it back in time for school. And he can't go every night. Sometimes the ghosts won’t wait for daytime so he has to make sure the town will be safe in his absence. Although he’s been able to take more trips ever since Valerie joined the vigilante ranks. But still, he’s getting farther and farther from earth each night. Until one day he’s visited every planet, every star, every comet or debris in their solar system. Which would be fine. He could deal with that if that was all there was. But it wasn’t. Danny saw the stars just out of reach. He saw places the Milky Way was leaning towards. He saw just the barest hints of new solar systems with new planets and stars. And he knew of legends from lanterns that they had posted online. Heard tales from some scientists that have made better telescopes. And his core itches. It aches to know more. See more. Yet he can't go further. And this puts him in a sort of depression. Suddenly he’s back to his old self. Lagging behind. Distracted. Zoning out. Crashing into a few more buildings during ghost attacks. Yet he tries so hard to be satisfied with what he has. He can still fulfill his obsession…it’s just more like chewing on a granola bar rather than eating a decent meal. He’s almost becoming lethargic. 

So one day he goes to Frostbite to see if there’s anything he can do to lessen the effects. But the yeti just takes one look at him and gives him the infimap. And suddenly Danny is in a whole new universe in seconds. The planets are purple. The stars are blue. He’s pretty sure there are furry blob-like creatures living on one of those planets. And suddenly he gets that itch, but holding the infimap, he knows he had time, so he lets himself go. 

And for a while it’s good. great even. Since he can’t keep asking the yetis for the infimap, he goes over to Wulf to see if he’s up for an adventure. Most of the time he is and they go exploring the galaxies together. And then Wulf had the genius idea of teaching Danny how to make portals. It took a long time but soon, he could concentrate the surrounding ectoplasm enough to weaken it and pull. It took a while since Danny didn’t have ecto claws and would have to use his pure will. But this would allow him to follow his obsession anytime, anywhere. So it was only a matter of time. And once he figured it out? It was like something was unlocked. Danny had never before understood how Ellie could travel so much. But now he did. That feeling when you discover something new. When you add to your reservoir of knowledge. When the patterns in the universe just click. There is nothing Danny could compare it to. And to explore that whenever he wanted? It was so freeing. While Wulf sometimes still joined Danny’s adventures, Danny did most of his explorations by himself. 

He meets various planets and aliens. So many different cultures. He learns thousands of languages. Tries all kinds of foods (and it’s a good thing his ghost self has an iron stomach and he’s basically poison resistant.) even found a whole comet where blood blossoms grew. (Which he most definitely avoided). And wasn’t that fascinating? To find out they were from space. 

And then during his travels one day he met a space alien starfish. 

It was actually a funny story. A meteor shower was about to attack a planet of talking blue monkey creatures with 4 arms. Danny immediately started diverting them and was soon joined by some lantern corps (which his inner fanboy wanted to talk to so bad.). And a tiny starfish in a…Robin uniform? Oh and the starfish could apparently do martial arts which was interesting to watch him karate chop a meteor. He could also talk directly into Danny’s head which the halfa found more interesting. So they got to talking and apparently his name was Jarro. He seemed to be helping the lantern corps as a ‘proxy from earth’ to make better use of his skills. 

Danny would run into Jarro a few more times. Sometimes he was with Lanterns and sometimes he would just be exploring the galaxies. They started forming a pretty strong friendship and Danny would start seeking out the starfish alien to travel with him. He knew all kinds of space facts. Apparently he had an eidetic memory. When they explored, sometimes Jarro would just stick to part of Danny. Wrapped around his arm, his waist, sometimes just sticking to his back like a strange backpack. But they always had fun.

So Danny was happy. He could fulfill both obsessions and got a space pal. Everything was great!

Until the GIW caught him. 

It would probably be the worst day of his life.  There was an explosion in the lab. Something set up by them after they realized Danny frequented that place often. So they set a trap and blew it up. Thankfully, Jazz was at college during this but both his parents were home. When the explosion went off, Danny had tried putting a Barrier around them all. It took everything he had to maintain it. That’s how they found out he was phantom. Danny had a few moments where his parents said they accepted him but he couldn’t hold the barrier for long. His parents said that they loved him and then everything went green. He woke up in a lab, tired and injured. His only saving grace being that he remained in phantom form. And he was determined to remain so. 

Danny’s time at the GIW was a haze but eventually, he managed to escape. Bleeding, and tired, and still recovering from the burns in the explosion, Danny made a portal straight to Amity. Only when he got there, it was a ghost town. Streets were empty, buildings were boarded up. Even the Nasty Burger was deserted. As for his house, there was nothing but a crater left and some scattered debris. Danny looked everywhere but there was no one. No Jazz. No Sam. No Tucker. No one. and he was tired. And everything hurt, and he needed a friend. Someone he could trust. So in a daze he made a portal and tried to just project safe. Safe safe safe. Somewhere he knew he would be protected. And so Jarro got a surprise when his space buddy suddenly popped out of a green portal, bleeding green and clearly passed out. He didn't know what to do. He didn’t know how to help him. But Jarro knew someone who would. 

So with a speed never before seen from a tiny starfish, he flew to earth. Bringing his friend straight to his father. Because surely batman could help!

And with his appearance, the green blood, the knowledge of space facts. The lack of wanting to talk about where he came from (and the nightmares crying out for his parents). This is how the bats became convinced that Jarro brought them an injured alien. 

[your-name-is-jim]

I think about this a lot.

[thali-lemmonpie]

WHOever thought of how to dress the Playmates™ Jim Kirk: plaid shirt action figure™...

I HOPE YOU GOT A RAISE *CHEF KISS* WASN'T EXPECTING THIS.

THIS. WAS. WORTH. EVERY. SINGLE. PESO.

[nocturnowlette]

[SUGGESTIVE POST]

So I just wanna talk about one of my fun little nsfw experiments I've now done a few times with my subjects.

Turns out that a lot of them seem to enjoy edging, so during one session, on the spot, I decided to create a little game.

The first thing I did was to establish a "Barking Loop". It went:

1. Bark

2. When you Bark, you feel reminded of who you're Barking for.

3. When you think of Master, you feel so grateful and subservient to me.

4. When you think of Master, you hear me command you to Bark again.

This makes every Bark powerful and lead to an endless loop of Barking in their mind (or texting to me). I reinforce the loop over and over and over again until they're a wordless, barking mess. I assign this loop the trigger "Bark Loop", then bring them back up.

Next, once up, I use the trigger once for them to feel how powerful it is, and reinforce the idea that it eats up all of their thoughts even when fighting against it, then I bring them back up again.

Once more, I use the Bark Loop, but specifically calling it a "Weak Bark Loop", and telling them they can fight against it if they stay focused on it as much as they can. Any time their focus wavers, the loops eats that focus up and gets stronger and harder to resist.

I keep talking to them in order to distract them, having fun seeing their words eventually devolve into a mess of barking, before letting them know that there is actually a way to fight against it: whenever they edge, they very very slowly start to get their focus back.

Any time they edge, they think of me, dedicating all of their pleasure to my sake. It makes them all horny and stupid, but it takes control away from the barking, allowing them to speak to me.

Then, I force them to reply to me with, "Yes, Master." to some question with perfect grammar, forcing them to edge to get back to that point. They always mess it up a few times, it's adorable, and every time they do I make the loop stronger.

And then, finally, I give one more suggestion: if they cum, they get too exhausted to resist the loop, and their mind is trapped in Puppy Space for the next hour, feeling desperately horny and needing to edge, all while thinking of me.

If they do edge enough, they can escape having won, but they're so constantly surrounded by temptation that only one subject has ever won, and that was after cumming once and me bringing them back up for fun to try again.

By the end of just one of these sessions, the subject ends up ridiculously suggestible to me. I need to be careful because just one Bark Loop trigger can make them turn into a mess. Even with strong safeties installed, they seem unable to fight against it on their own.

Or, maybe they just don't want to.

Oh, and for any of my subjects reading this that have the Bark Loop command installed,

Wake Up.

Don't want any pups getting lost without my permission.

Anyways, I hope this post inspires you, pups and hypnotists alike.

[wickedcriminal]

An alternative direction for Stryke Out where Elder gets stuck in a cage, Toothless is the top competitor for more than a few dragon fights, and— what's this? By Thor, there's a colorful mood dragon here, and she can speak Norse! What are the odds of that?

Little does Elder know that wherever this mood dragon is, Camicazi will be close behind.

[mutliwankenobi]

Girls don’t want boys, girls want Colt Seavers emerging dramatically from the water in a bloodied white wife beater after faking his death while I Was Made for Lovin’ You blasts in background.

[kisstheoak]

i’ve never been tied up before, but i imagine it’s so much fun. holding my hands above my head is one thing, hand cuffs are pretty good, but being completely tied up? unable to move whatsoever, not even able to resist or fight. if you woke up in a strange room with only handcuffs, you could get up and have a chance. tied up? completely covered from head to toe, not able to move a single muscle. what are you gonna do when the big scary man walks in and sees your naked tied body laying on the dirty floor like a flighty mutt ready for his taking. the answer is nothing. you lay there like a good girl and you take the pervs dick and thank him.

𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵

[puppycunttt]

"were making puppies" while theyre inside you. Railing you into the mattress after edging you til you cried n begged for them to breed you full <3

[magistralucis]

this is the first Space Marine I have ever painted Please Be Kind 😭🤣... during housecleaning I unearthed this old mini my fiancé had as a child and long story short I made him into a teacup, please welcome Brother Connoisseur of the ~*~*~Albertus Regius~*~*~ Chapter