#how the solar system was won

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2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) Stanley Kubrick

December 19th 2022

[rheiple]

Sun wants to be your favorite.

Have you noticed? From the way he greets you with a really tight hug and a little twirl, unlike how he only gives his other friends a quick pat on their shoulder and a handshake at best. The way he like to help you with work whether it’d be passing out the tools you needed, reaching stuff you can’t reach at, or even giving you the emotional support you needed when you feel like you can’t complete a task at hand. Please, he’s practically giving you the puppy eyes waiting for your praises, whenever he gives you a gift he hand made, cause he believes that putting effort like hand made crafts is much more romantic than buying it. Not that he mind buying stuff for you that is! Whatever you need, he’ll give you all, because you’re his favorite human!

And when you do give him compliments and praises? Ohh you flatter him so much! Internally squealing like a school girl who gushes about their crush, it’s so bad that he’s been nagged at by Moon. He doesn’t care though, he’s just jealous that he’s our favorite!

He doesn’t really believe it, but when you gently cup his face to admire his blue eyes, his golden rays and his pearly white smile. You told him that he’s such a pretty boy? He practically melts because of how hot his circuits are! Oh don’t look at him, you’re making him blush!

But you know what he really really likes? Whenever it’s his turn to praise and compliment you, he gets to see you overheat! Your flushed cheeks, awkward smile not being used to such statements about you, and the way your pretty eyes dart around to look anywhere but him. Oohhh he can’t wait to just eat you up! Acting all shy like that, and you’ll get a hyper Sun not letting you out of his love bombing.

He really likes you, and you seem to like him too! So is he your favorite boy? He really really hopes so !

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Moon is your favorite.

Oh, he’s not going to sit and hope that he’s your favorite. He knows he is your favorite. I mean, you wouldn’t go out of your way to be nice and be buddy buddy with him right? He found it cute that one time you were too shy to start up a conversation with him, thinking he’s not much of a talker. He really isn’t, he prefers to listen to your voice. But if you asked him, he’d talk and talk. Wanna hear about facts of the solar system? Or hear about that one time a kid took a dookie on Sun? Oh, he’s just joking Sunny boy, he’s not that mean to embarrass you to his favorite human. Do you want to hear a story? About the spooky rabbit lady who likes to kidnap bad children? Or a love story about a human… and a robot..

Hah, he doesn’t know what your talking about Starlight. It sounds familiar? Well, yes because it’s based on a book he read. What book? Uh, he’s actually gate keeping it. Sorry Star, the book was too good for him to share it. Him? Projecting his feelings on the story?

His gonna put you in naptime for that.

Ohh but don’t think he didn’t noticed the way your eyes shined with stars whenever he lifted something heavy to help you with your duties. Like what you see? You’re practically ogling at his physique. Not that he minds, he loves your undevided attention. You get excited and hype him up whenever he does the lifting. His face plate spins in glee thinking about being your big and strong man.

He likes really teasing you, he sees your flushed cheeks and hears your heart rate speeding up little by little. He gets the sudden urge to just pinch and pull your cheeks really hard.

Oh, but you always like to take revenge. Stroking his cheeks and looking at him like he’s the million dollars you’ve won at the lottery. Telling him how he’s such a handsome man. He might’ve grumbled, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t loved it. He’s just very flustered at your compliments. No Star, I’m hiding in my hat- hey don’t take it off of me!

He knows you never get mad at him whenever he steals shiny trinkets and presents it to you. You just really love how he really really loves you. You know you’re his favorite human, his actions have shown it… So it’d make sense that he’s also your favorite, when you reciprocate his love for you right?

I got the sudden energy to write this when I listened to the song called "Pretty boy" by Naethan Apollo. The song is such a banger I would recommend it to y'all.

[ox1-lovesick]

✶ ─── TOMORROW X TOGETHER AND WHEN YOU LOOK MOST BEAUTIFUL TO THEM

pairing(s). txt x gn reader genre fluff warnings. none(?) wc. 100-200 each

type. headcannon , reaction

a/n. guess who wrote something *everyone applaud* please enjoy this I forced myself to write it because I haven't posted anything since queen elizabeth graduated high school 🥰

★ YEONJUN could already stare at you for hours on end — you always looked so effortlessly beautiful in his eyes, they can't help but wander back to take you in every now and then. You're the prettiest thing he's ever seen, but there's something different about you right now. About your furrowed eyebrows and small pout, about your fleeting gaze, stuck between your laptop screen and notebook as you read over the problem for the nth time hoping it will all magically make sense soon. You look outrageously adorable to him right now, laser focused on solving this equation of letters and numbers so you can move onto your next set of notes. He'd pull out a chair and sit next to you every time, resting his head against the palm of his hand as he watched while you busied yourself with whatever you needed to get done. Sometimes he'd sit and stare in silence, others he'd fondly brush the stray strands of hair away from your eyes so you don't have to, but every time without fail, his eyes would be trained on nothing but you.

★ SOOBIN loved taking care of his skin. It felt like a checkmark in his day, the last task at hand before he could melt into his bed and forget his worries until morning. He instantly felt lighter after taking all his make-up off and gently applying his moisturiser, but doing it with his favourite person makes just that much better. He especially loves when he doesn't have the energy to do it himself, leaving you to do it for him. Fingers gently tapping the products into skin with care, with the occasional kiss on his nose, but what he loves most of all is the sight of you, bare faced and sleepy. Some days he'd feign exhaustion just to stare into your eyes and hold your waist while you massage serum into his skin. He loves you no matter how you look of course, you're always beautiful to him. But being barefaced with each other is intimate, especially when he has to look his best everyday

★ BEOMGYU was never fearful about the sun exploding in 70 something million years, why would he be when he had the replacement right in his arms. Your smile was more than enough to sustain life and light up the solar system. His theory may not be scientifically correct, but in his eyes, it was simply the truth. What a heinous crime it is that you don't own multiple peace prizes for this sight alone—it never failed to make his heart beat out of his chest every time you graced him with its presence. He gets teased to no end by the guys for being horrendously down bad and staring at you with 'goo goo' eyes whenever your lips curl upwards, but how could he help himself? He's sick in the head, mind stuffed full of you and that pretty smile. It's his kryptonite, his one and only weakness, and no one knew it better than you after walking home hand in hand with your brand new jigglypuff plushie and -62837 won in Beomgyu's wallet.

★ TAEHYUN was so weak for things like this. Even under all those muscles he spends hours perfecting at the gym, he's rendered completely and utterly powerless. Weak for holding you closer, weak for pressing a kiss to your forehead, weak for you nuzzling your head further into his chest, weak for falling asleep with the person he adores more than anything next to him, safe and sound in his arms. He always fell asleep much later than you, because he has no self control and can't help but stare. Ever since he'd met you, he's become a morning person. Not because he enjoys starting his day early to be more productive (or to spend another 86 years in the gym) but because he gets to wake up like this. Your limbs tangled in each other, soft breaths against his neck, covered in the warmth of his duvet and comfort of each other. And if you'd allow him to, he'd spend every morning like this for the rest of his life, and die a happy man.

★ HUENINGKAI is a fan-favourite. And while his band mates make it well known who their favourite maknae is, for the sake of their feelings he tells them he loves them all equally, and keeps his favourite a secret. A secret from everyone but you, who just so happens to be said favourite. And his favourite sight on his favourite person? The face you made when he revealed his secret to you. The way your eyes widened, the knowing smile that crept its way onto your face, your nose scrunching in delight, if he could have that moment tattooed on the inside of his eyelids, he'd probably forget what the world looks like from having his eyes closed all the time. He loves this look on you, how excited you get when talking about the drama going on with your classmates or your masterplan to take over the world. Your eyes twinkling and hands flying all over the show because your emotions are just too strong to keep them confined. It might just be his favourite sight of all time, and while he's itching to screech about how adorable you are, he'll keep it his little secret for now

★ OX1-LOVESICK all rights reserved. do not copy, distribute, translate, alter or repost my work without my explicit permission.

[neteyamswifee]

ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴍᴇ; Jake Sully x Omaticaya! Reader

Warnings; Smut, Oral-Sex, Kissing, soft!dom Jake Sully, arranged marriage mentioned (i guess somehow??) silly grammar lol. Praise maybe? Mention of death

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Half an hour ago twilight set in and Pandora became a single bundle of colors. After Jake proved himself worthy of the Omaticaya Clan, I wanted to reward him with something. Something my sister Neytiri would have liked too. I swallow hard at the thought of her.

Where I'm leading Jake right now, Neytiri and I have always tried to keep the bad away.I didn't want to break that habit by thinking about her death over and over again. "where are you taking me beauty." he gasps as he tries to keep up with me. "Hurry up, he's always at his prettiest this time," I explain, grabbing Jake's hand, pulling him behind me down the long path to the clearing. He almost trips over his own feet because he only has eyes for Pandora's flora and fauna.

When I stop at a small field, we see a landscape surrounded by trees, full of bright mushrooms, soft grass and directly above the huge panorama of polyphemus. The planet that Pandora orbits and one of the largest in the entire Alpha Centauri solar system. Jake is amazed when we settle down in the middle of the field. "He looks kind of.... so much bigger than usual from here."

I have to grin because Neytiri always said the same thing. "In fact, it looks the biggest from the Hallelujah Mountains. There's even more space there. Sometimes you can even see its craters from there." Fascinated, he observes every meter of the purple planet. It looks incredibly cute, almost like a little kid. I bring myself to say something. "Neytiri said I should show you this if you've had at least three fights with someone. I think it's about time." I rub my eyes laughing. Jake laughs too. "I also won three times, you have to say that." He was right ,and more than anyone else he deserved to be part of the clan.

Out of nowhere, silence fell across the field. "I'm sorry about what happened to your sister." I sighed. "its okay." is the only thing i get out because i know that i start to cry with every further word. I start playing with the weed to distract myself somehow. Jake leans back in the grass and from a lying position, reaches out and strokes my hand. "How does Tsutey deal with that?" Rolling my eyes, I also fall backwards. "Of course he's sad but I'm the next contender for the mate's pact so he's not completely lost." He sits up confused. "what do you mean by mate pact?"

I stare at him in disbelief. "That with Neytiri and Tsutey wasn't out of love, for Eywa's sake. But father is getting weaker and weaker, it's important to take care of successors." Jake looks at me like I've gone completely insane. "You don't want that, I mean... do you like Tsutey?"Amusingly I pushed him away. "Absolutely not, but how seldom does that happen?" Still disbelief in his eyes. "what is wrong?" he looks like he saw something die before his eyes. and with that „something“ the shimmer in them died too.

"I'm just saying you don't want him so why don't you just drop it and refuse." Now the question had become a personal attack. "Jake...a whole clan, a family, a people cling to it. How selfish I would be if I renounced the goodwill of my people." And when I said those words, I knew what he meant. My face sagged no matter how hard I try to turn my face to stone.

Jake sighs heavily. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to attack you."

I say nothing and just turn back to Polyphemus."Let's just enjoy this okay?" Jake nods and we sit cross-legged next to each other. But no matter how hard he tries I can see the disappointment on his face.

We stay like this for a while . Both sit on this field and are silent while the Poyphemus passes us. After much deliberation, I just grab Jake's hand and without a word he locks our fingers together.

"If I could, I would have chosen differently." I whisper. Jake's gaze is still in the sky. "Who would you have chosen." he asks. I turn my head towards him, looking into his eyes while he still holds my hand.

"you" I breathe.

The moment feels honest, sincere, real. I think so far nothing has cost me more willpower than the second Jake kissed me. Not because I didn't want it, no, but because I knew that anyone else wouldn't have wanted it but me. If I imagine Neytiri could see us right now, I don't know if she would be proud or disappointed.

Jake kisses with a passion that ignites something inside me that cries out for more. His tongue asks to be let in and I hardly feel his warmth before he pulls me onto his lap. "This is what I dreamed of when I wasn't with you." he gasps.

Our kiss is hot, demanding, and has been postponed for so long I'm almost sorry for how he must have felt. And somehow I'm also sorry for what's going to happen now, for what might disappoint my father. Jake's hands roam from my neck down to my ass, he hugs me tighter as if nothing would fit between us anyway.

As he pulls my top off, he doesn't break the kiss for a second. We turn around, now I'm lying under him, my hands on his chest, wandering down to get rid of the last piece of cloth. I moan as Jake presses his mouth against my wet center and licks me until my legs tremble. His one hand rests between my breasts on my stomach to hold me down as often as my back arches with impulse.

Instead, I fumble in the grass with my hands that I can't find, and they land on Jake's shoulders, clawing at the streaks of blue skin. "Shit." I keep moaning.

Jake takes this as an incentive to stick two fingers inside me and the urge to let the whole planet know how well Jake Sully makes me cum is too great. I'm so close to climaxing when Jake grabs my thighs and rolls me onto my stomach.

I moan and all I feel is his hand on my butt and his warm cock at my entrance. I was greedy and sat up a bit. His hand pushed through my back just before he entered me. I bit my lip almost bloody trying to keep my mouth shut.

Jake bends one of my legs slightly to get me back onto my back, his cock not leaving its place.

"Oh my fucking-" a finger brushing my lips stops me.

"It's not your god who fucks you, I do. Say my name for his." Jake's thumb is wet with my lips and he's massaging my clit with it.

"so who fucks you my sweetie?"

„you“ I gasp and groan loudly as Jake slides his entire length into me.

He carefully holds one of my legs, the other hand rests on my lower abdomen where the imprint of his cock is reflected. This whole scenario drives me crazy. Jake keeps thrusting into me, holding my breasts or stomach, but his hands never leave my body. Much like his cock, even as he moans after my yeasty orgasm, he doesn't pull it out but remains in position.

Behind him I see Polyphemus in all his splendor and stars, which I imagine from the sheer effort. His thing is still inside me as he checks on me to make sure everything is alright.

He caresses my face, my arms, my belly. "Did I hurt you?" he carefully wants to pull himself out of me, but I wrap my legs around him so that he bends over me. I just shake my head in a daze and kiss him. "mhh-mhh."

Jake smiles and kisses my forehead. "You seduced me." he jokes and slowly falls down next to me. I move closer to him and lay my head on his chest. "Liar. That the guy from the other planet wants something from the daughter of the clan leader sounds much more believable." I only swear. "I’m a fool for you." he whispers.

[axyer]

"(FUCK YOU YOU AQUAMARINE ANGRY LITTLE SHIT!)"

Atop the tall podium, rinsed in an iridescent, golden hue, a celestial rim washing down each corner; trimmed by a dusty silver, shivering with a pearly shine.

"[WHAT DID I DO, HUH? EXACTLY WHAT? DID I STAND WRONG? DID MY EYESIGHT MAKE YOU JEALOUS? AM I OFFENDING YOU WITH MY ABILITY TO SHUT UP?]"

The audience, cornered in the nooks of their seats, twitched and bowed at the rancorous uproar.

"(WELL IIIIIII'M SORRY, I HAD TO CARRY US ALLLLLL THE WAY HERE, YOU GODDAMN CUCK!)"

"Guys…" A well-heighted man, head the shape and hue of a noble planet. "You both won, you don't have to–"

"[WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'CARRY', YOU TURKEY-BRAINED BODY ODOUR-FRAGRANTED PURPLE MASS OF DEPRESSED RODENTS?]" Mind tightly roared from the crease of his lips, whipping his brand new sun trophy onto the podium; a hard, metallic clatter snapping into the flooring. "[IF IT WEREN'T FOR ME, WE WOULDN'T EVEN HAVE INFORMATION OUT THERE ABOUT OUR RIGHTS TO THIS SEAT!]"

"(ARE YOU KIDDING? EVERY CHONNY JASH FAN LOVES ME! I'VE GOT FUCKING APOLOGISTS! YOU'VE GOT PEOPLE WHO FRAME YOU AS THE NARRATIVE'S VILLAIN 'COS YOU SUCK THAT BAD!)"

"[YEAH, AND WHO WAS THE ONE WHO SET UP YOUR KEYBOARDS? AND TRANSLATED SHEET MUSIC INTO SOMETHING YOUR SORRY ASS COULD UNDERSTAND? AND–]"

"(SHUT–)"

"[AND FIGURED OUT HOW TO SET UP YOUR STUPID FUCKING AIR-CONDITIONER, BECAUSE–]"

"(I PAY FOR YOUR PAINKILLER PRESCRIPTION!)"

"['(OHHHHH, I CAN'T FOCUS IN THE HEAT! BUT I WEAR BAGGY HOODIES AND TWO-LAYERED PYJAMAS AND)–']"

"(AT LEAST I DON'T EAT MY GOLDFISHES!)"

"[AT LEAST I DON'T PLAY FNAF SONGS ON THE PIANO AT FOUR IN THE GODDAMN MORNING!]"

"(I WROTE THE BEST SONGS FOR OUR ALBUM! WITHOUT ME, OUR STORY OF HOW WE SUFFERED (MOSTLY BECAUSE OF YOU) WOULD'VE NEVER BEEN KNOWN!)"

"[NAME ONE PERSON WHO USES GOOD DAY AS AUDIO!]"

Words torn from mouth and crashing into each timorous ear surrounding the two, pronounced in a very ired, Australian tongue.

Arms furiously stretched and swung and feet stamped to enunciate visible outrage.

"Yeesh, Moon… I always thought our relationship was bad, but it seems like sun and moons across the universe can get so much worse…" Sun shivered, a quick tug on his coarse yet metallic collar, punctuated by a swift glance to his lunar counterpart. "Over where we're from, we have to deal with living in a giant animatronic mall and occasionally the works of cross-dimensional madness. But over there, it seems to me they really need to learn a lesson about getting along!"

"I could take them in a fight with a small dresser tied to my dominant hand." Moon stared, unblinking, body as stiff as a long rock.

The other contestants watched as the words were rocked and tossed in a staggering hatred.

At one point, Heart's wings had enlarged to mimic that of a threatened bird inflating its stance to appear larger; Mind's chest hummed with the overwork of his fans.

Suns and moons from all sorts of solar systems stationed across the multiverse watched in horror.

Two of them were those guys from Nimona, but I don't know dick about shit about Nimona so you gotta use your imagination for that one.

"Right right, you two have your trophy, just…" The celestial staff member disarmingly motioned their hands, gazing down at the two halves. "What are you going to do with your prize money?"

"(Oh, I'm probably gonna use it on an invasive wildflower and a seven hundred AUD life-sized Lopunny plush.)"

"[To pay off my severe prescription zolmitriptan debt that I'm four months behind on because I spent half my yearly salary on a car that I ended up crashing because of a migraine.]"

Happy tiny niche fandom winning against FNaF and Nimona for all who celebrate

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[devildomditzy]

How they apologize

Tags/ Warning : Mildly suggestive statement in Asmo’s Part

Lucifer

He doesn’t :)

He’s not the avatar of pride for nothin, babey!!

Even if he’s in the wrong, he’ll find a backwards way of apologizing without explicitly saying sorry

Your most recent argument broke out when you felt he was getting a little too carried away with Mammon’s latest punishment

Although you tried to tell yourself it’s not your place, you eventually butt in when the agony on the second oldest’s face becomes too much for you to take

“Lucifer, I think he’s had enough…”, you trail off, trying to quell the worry in your voice

“Oh really MC, if you think so, then how would you like to take his place?”, he threatens as his demon form comes out. Whatever Mammon did must have been diabolical this time. He’s pissed.

Still you can’t hide the fear in your eyes and you freeze a beat too long before apologizing for the interruption and shuffling away, shivering.

As you walk away defeated, he quickly realizes what he’s done. He calls after you, “MC…”

Leaving his brother precariously dangling, he power walks after you, stopping outside of your recently closed door, knocking softly

As your wide eyed, tear stained face opens up, he sighs and he looks down at you. “You really shouldn’t get in my way when I’m disciplining my brothers. I’d hate to see anything bad happen to you if I lost control. I’ve become rather found of you.”

When you catch on to what he’s trying to say, you give a half hearted chuckle before responding, “Okay, I get it. Thank you for being concerned about my well being.”

He gives you a warm smile

“But you still have to cut Mammon down from the ceiling.”

He rolls his eyes and huffs before giving a curt “fine.”

Mammon

Despite his constant denying, you already know you mean the whole world, solar system, galaxy, and universe to this man. So when he upsets you, it’s panic time (tm)

He was fooling around in a game of poker with a few demons you had become well acquainted with and had come to know as his “boys”

It was a bit of a rowdier night, with Mammon having drank a few too many glasses of demonus, but you didn’t mind. Class could be stressful, and you wanted to see him relax a little.

What you didn’t want was for him to lose control of his greed. Unfortunately for you, once he’s thrown a few back, it’s hard for him to help it. So, when the betting stakes begin to be raised, you feel yourself tense up. He had already lost most his money tonight. What else would he have to bet?

Oh no. He wouldn’t. You swear to Diavolo you’ll kill him. But, of course just like clockwork, you see your boyfriend look down at the shining, gold object wrapped around his wrist.

That watch. That damned watch. The one he saw in the window in Majolish months ago and would not shut up about. He had already maxed out Goldie so he couldn’t buy it, but that didn’t stop him from yapping about it every chance he got. You saved up for what felt like forever, taking extra shifts at Hell’s Kitchen to surprise him with it. But, now you see your stupid - adorable yet stupid - boyfriend unhook it from his wrist and slam it down on the table atop the grim already thrown in the pot by the other demons

You sat in silence as you simmered in your anger and watched your boyfriend play another round.

Upon arriving home, you immediately changed into pajamas and got in bed, rolling to face the wall with the intentions of pretending to sleep until he shut up about how he won the jackpot in the final round. It didn’t matter if he won the watch back, he still bet it in the first place. He knows how hard it was for you to get it.

“Aw Doll, did ya see the looks on their faces when I played that hand? Ha Ha, full sweep baby!”, he cheers, seemingly still not catching onto your anger. “Yeah, great. Goodnight”, you flatly respond.

He can immediately tell you’re mad. Oh no, why are you mad? Di-Did he make you mad? Oh fuck, what did he do to make you mad? He’s racking his demonus clouded brain as best as he can for an answer. It takes him awhile, but when sees the watch on his couch atop a pile of grim, it hits him

It’s at this moment Mammon knew he fucked up.

He’s on the bed in a instant, scooping you up into the biggest hug he can manage

“Fuck. Treasure, I’m so sorry. I-I got carried away and I forgot. I forgot how hard ya worked, I-I forgot how much it meant to me. I was blinded by grim. Dammit, I’m so sorry!”, he practically sobs into your back as he clings onto you. Despite if you forgive him or not from this apology, he’s no where near done.

The next day, you awake to find him trying to sneak back into the room with a bouquet of roses and those scones you adore from the bakery in town.

“Shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to wake ya. I just got ya somethin’ and…I’m sorry. And if ya don’t believe me, I’ll do this everyday til ya do.”

Crisis averted 🥹

Levi

Levi may have fallen, but he essentially prays that he never does anything to upset you, because he genuinely wouldn’t know how to fix it

You arrived at his room at 5:15 on the dot, the time you had both planned to meet up to go on a date scheduled last week

You had been looking forward to it for days, and you fussed at your clothes as you waited for the door to open, trying to look your best. You know Levi loves the way you look regardless, but you thought it wouldn’t hurt to put in some extra effort

When the door remains closed, you knock again this time a bit harder. Behind it you hear Levi swear under his breath before shouting “IT’S OPEN!”

You twist the door handle, and the sight in front of you makes your heart drop a little.

In the corner of the room sits your boyfriend, still in his pajamas, hunched over his computer with his headset on

He forgot.

In your anger, you marched right over to him, ripping the headphones off his ears

“Hey, MC! What do you think you’re doing! I’m in the middle of a tournament!”

“Oh, yeah? Well I was in the middle of meeting up with you for our date I thought we we’re both looking forward to, but I guess I’m alone here.”

Levi.exe has stopped working

His face goes beet red as he starts to stammer

“M-Mc I’m so sorry! How could I forget! God, I’m such a Normie!”

With a huff, you turn to leave the room, but you stop when he grabs your hand

Thinking that this was a rather bold move from the third born, you let him continue.

“Please MC, I’ll do anything to make it up to you. We can do anything you want to do today, we can go anywhere you wanna go! We can even go to that coffee shop you like!”

You raise an eyebrow at him, “I thought you said that coffee shop was for normies?”, you question

“Yeah, well today I guess I’m one of them. How else would I have forgotten I have a d-d-date with someone as p-p-p”

“Pretty?”, you help finish the word he can’t manage to get out

His face flushes. “Yes. That word as you. Please, give me another chance?”

you do 💕

Asmo

Ahem.

YOU KNOW THAT ONE SCENE IN HOWL’S MOVING CASTLE WHERE HOWL THROWS A GIGANTIC FIT BECAUSE HE DYED HIS HAIR THE WRONG COLOR?

yea that :)

You used his bathtub with all his nice, luxurious bubble baths, soaps, exfoliators, and a nice hair mask you found on a shelf next to his large, ornate vanity. The bottle was pretty much empty, but you knew your Asmo wouldn’t mind

Oh boy, you sure were dead wrong.

It starts sweetly, when you hear him sing ,”MC, would you please be a dear and grab my hair mask off the vanity for me?”, while he’s in the shower. You figure this was just another attempt to get him to join you, but then you remember.

“Oh, sorry Asmo, I think I used the last of it last time I was in there.”

“…what.”

“…WHAT!!?”

You see the shower curtain get yanked furiously to one side as Asmo stands before you in his demon form.

“…do you always shower fully clothed or?” you are not helping your situation in the slightest

“Do you even KNOW what happens to my hair if I don’t use that product? Did you even stop to think? Now it’ll be frizzier than Belphegor’s bed head!”

Pulling out the first names. Oh yeah, he was mad

“I-I didn’t think it would be a big deal. I use your stuff all the time, you know that. I’ll just go get you more,” you stammer

“You better! I can’t leave my room looking like this!”

It turns out this specific hair mask is specially made by everyone’s favorite in-house sorcerer. You practically skitter to Solomon’s room and beg him to make more. He needs a few special ingredients though, so guess who’s going on a quest!? (it’s you, congratulations :) ) But, at this point you don’t care. You’ve never seen Asmo so angry

When you knock on his door, he opens it to find you, battered and dirty with clothes torn up from the journey and slightly singed from Solomon’s castings, but with the new jar of product in your hands

He takes it from you and twirls around the room before looking back at your form, grabbing you by the wrist and pulling you to sit on the bed with him

You see a rare, genuine moment of vulnerability from Asmo as he softly says, “I guess it wasn’t that beautiful of me, lashing out like that. Thank you for going through all that trouble for me. I’m really sorry if I scared you.” He pulls you in for a hug, honestly you’re surprised he even think about touching you in this state. He pulls away from the hug before poking his tongue playfully between his lips, adding -

“Be honest though, did my rougher handling turn you on?”

Satan

So, you’re dating the embodiment of wrath, huh?

That’s rough, buddy.

To be clear he tries his absolute hardest to never take it out on you

But sometimes his rage can be blinding

It’s after he sees you talking to his oldest brother that something just snaps within him. Out of all his brothers, why’d you have to be talking to Lucifer. And why did you look so happy?

He watches carefully as you throw your head back laughing. Your beautiful laugh, it’s like music to his ears. He could listen to it all day. You looked so carefree. But then,

Lucifer reaches a hand out, and places it on your shoulder. A menial gesture. It could have meant anything. But of course, he could never hold back when it came to you.

Immediately shifting forms, he jumps between the two of you, pulling you back by the shoulder to dizzyingly move you away from Lucifer before getting in his brother’s face

“Exactly what do you think you’re doing with my partner, dearest brother.” You can hear the venom dripping from his words. But of course, Lucifer would never hold back when it came to teasing Satan.

“We were simply sharing in a pleasant conversation, one that I think MC and I would like to get back to if you don’t mind. Isn’t that right, MC?”

Satan turns to you, fury in his eyes. “Oh, is that so? Well please, don’t let me interrupt while you snuggle up to every boy in this house!”, he snidely comments while glaring down at you.

“S-Satan it’s not like that”, you stammer, “I was only asking about our next student council meeting.”

Looking between the two of you, he continues his rampage. “We’ll, isn’t that convenient? Blame it on the student council meeting. Can you blame the laughter on the student council meeting? What about the touching? You sure didn’t seem like you wanted my brother here to remove his grip on you-”

As tears well up in your eyes, you decide you can’t take it anymore. You cut him off, “Why do you have to be such a jerk! I can’t believe you’d accuse me of that!” You sprint off down the hallway towards your dorm room.

Aw, fuck. He never meant to make you cry, it’s just, shouldn’t you be laughing with him? Shouldn’t you be smiling at him? You were his and he wanted to be the only one who makes you feel special.

He gives it some time before he approaches your room. He know it’s best if you both cool down before trying to sort this out.

When you meekly answer to enter, he steps into the room, your favorite book in hand.

“I figured you could use something to cheer you up. May I?” You allow him to join you on the bed and he begins reading to you. A few chapters in he stops to take you in

“I suppose I let my sin get the best of me. I promise you I am working on it, love.” He finishes his sentence with a kiss to your forehead. “I promise I’ll become less.. well, you know.”

Beel

Never has to apologize because he never hurts you UwU

Okay but the one time he did upset you was when Luke had taken an interest towards recipes from the human realm

You were talking to him all about dishes your family would make every holiday, reminiscing on your fond memories. It made you feel a little homesick, a fact you tried to hide from the young angel, but unfortunately one he could pick up on

At that moment, Luke declared that he was going to find a way to make you your great aunt’s banana pudding one way or another to cheer you up! He demands you wrote down all the ingredients for him.

With shopping list in hand and the help of Simeon, Barbados, and a “human realm” street vendor, Luke was able to collect everything he needed to whip up your familial recipe, with your help of course.

Setting it in the fridge to solidify, you thanked the angels and demon for trying to bring you some for of comfort from home while you were away. At Simeon’s suggestion, you all decide to watch a movie together while you wait. It didn’t even cross your mind that Beel considers anything in the kitchen fair game…

You could barely hold in your excitement when you bound into the kitchen, ready to divvy out portions and get a little piece of home. You enter to find Beel, just finishing up a bowl of something or other in his hand. You give him a big smile as you open the fridge, “Oh Beel, Luke and I just made a human realm dessert! It’s my great aunt’s recipe, you’ve got to try so-”

You cut yourself off as you see no sign of the pudding in the fridge. Your eyes make their way over to the bowl in Beel’s hand. Oh…

It was literally just pudding. They have it here in the Devildom. But you can’t stop the tears from gathering on your lash line. You just wanted a little reminder from home. And now that little reminder lay in the stomach of Demon in front of you

“Beel, you couldn’t have asked first? Clearly this wasn’t Devildom food, and it’s not pretty enough to be Celestial realm food, so, you know..” you trail off, voice getting shaky

His heart breaks at the sight of you shaking, he’s immediately stepping forwards towards you.

“MC, I’m sorry. The hunger was just overbearing, I didn’t really think about it. Is there anyway I can remake it? If not, I’ll ask Lucifer if I can go to the human realm to get ingredients for another one.”

He would scour across all three realms just to see you smile again. Even after he fixes it, he’ll feel terrible about it for months

Makes sure to ask you if something in the fridge is yours now every time before binge eating

Belphie

It’s always the same thing with Belphie. He knows what he did. He knows there’s nothing he can do to erase that. He knows that no matter how many times, in however many different ways he apologizes the trauma will still be there for you.

And it tears him apart.

At first he apologized through flirtatious quips, offering himself up to you. But you still tended to shy away from him

He then tried gifts, leaving flowers with a note outside your door, or leaving stuffed animals on your bed

He knows no matter what he does he can’t make what he did go away. It happened. It was real. And even though it didn’t happen to this version of you…

it was still you

It doesn’t matter if you forgive him. He’ll never forgive himself.

[thisismeracing]

bono!reader head-canons (cont.) (for real this time) 

was a hair ribbons and barrettes girl when she was younger. and for race weekends she would have color corresponding hair accessories to match the team’s colors. In recent memory it’s been a lot silver, white, and teal for merc, but there was a time when it was all neon yellow for brawn 

in the same vein i think that a lot of male team members learned how to style and braid hair because of bon. she likes to have her hair somewhat out of her face so it doesn't get in the way of seeing the cars out on track or when pouring over data with her small eyes. it was a regular occurrence that if bon came running at someone with a hair tie that they most likely would know how to so the style she wanted, and if they didn’t know how to another would know because they had done it previously for this small girl their little village is raising 

calls bono papa. i have no reasoning for this one except i just think it fits 

has bangs with longer tendrils on either side that curve inwards a bit while the middle bits are cut shorter and blend in with the tendrils and the bangs are styled in a way where there is a middle part (i hope you get what i mean with what i’ve typed out, if ya cant envision it email me i will draw you a diagram cause anons cant have pics for some god forsaken reason)

got bribed by rival teams drivers with candy and a promise of having their helmet if she wore their team’s merch and cheered for them during the race

when visiting other garages it would be very common for brawn/merc team members to just up and pick their girl up off the ground, throw her over their shoulder, and run back to their garage all whilst she’s giggling away as she’s being stolen back 

hid in the crook of many a team members neck when she was being carried by them and they got stopped for a quick interview 

she’s allowed on radio to congratulate when the team’s drivers have done a good job/have won the race after they have crossed the checkered flag 

has helped designed many a helmet for certain drivers (lew, michael, seb, jense) lew being the one she has done the most for 

i think kimi would be the one she would go to when she needed quiet from the chaos and loudness that being in and around f1 brings. she would just show up to where he was and he silently made space for her to just vibe and be beside him, because he knows that’s what she needs. he welcomes her presence any time she needs him and it builds a very strong connection between the two that continues on into bon’s adulthood 

☕

prev ask

Agree with everything, and I think I got the hair you were going for.

She’s allowed on radio to congratulate when the team’s drivers have done a good job/have won the race after they have crossed the checkered flag // KGJSDKGJSDKG THIS IS SO PURE <3<3

Adding the ones I've sent you on e-mail hehe

- she loves lego stuff;

- has an obsession w the solar system (nerdyyy, we love it);

- secretly thinks dinosaurs are the coolest, she’ll rant about it for hours if you let her;

- had a Spiderman fever month, and spent the whole month going to the paddock wearing the Marvel costume;

- used to glue her stickers on cars when people weren't looking. one time seb raced with an ariel sticker and some hearts on his car;

- shes probably allergic to cats but loves them anyways.

[justforbooks]

In 1964 the theoretical physicist Peter Higgs, who has died aged 94, suggested that the universe contains an all-pervading essence that can be manifested in the form of particles. This idea inspired governments to spend billions to find what became known as Higgs bosons.

The so-called “Higgs mechanism” controls the rate of thermonuclear fusion that powers the sun, but for which this engine of the solar system would have expired long before evolution had time to work its miracles on earth. The structure of atoms and matter and, arguably, existence itself are all suspected to arise as a result of the mechanism, whose veracity was proved with the experimental discovery of the Higgs boson in 2012.

The Nobel laureate physicist Leon Lederman infamously described the boson as “the God particle”. Higgs, an atheist, found this inappropriate and misleading, but the name stuck and helped bring fame to the idea, and to Higgs. He in turn became a Nobel prizewinner in 2013.

It was at Edinburgh University, as a young lecturer in mathematical physics in the early 1960s, that Higgs became interested in the profound and tantalising ways in which properties – mathematical symmetries – in the equations describing fundamental laws can be hidden in the structures that arise.

For example, in space, unaffected by the earth’s gravity, a droplet of water looks the same in all directions: it is spherically symmetric, in agreement with the symmetry implied by the underlying mathematical equations describing the behaviour of water molecules. Yet when water freezes, the resulting snowflake takes up a different symmetry – its shape only appearing the same when rotated through multiples of 60 degrees – even though the underlying equations remain the same.

The Japanese-American physicist Yoichiro Nambu first inspired interest in this phenomenon, known as spontaneous symmetry breaking, in 1960.

Inspired by Nambu’s work, in 1964 Higgs’s own theory emerged with its explanation of how equations that call for massless particles (such as the quantum theory of the electromagnetic field, which leads to the massless photon) can, via the so-called Higgs mechanism, give rise to particles with a mass.

This idea would later be at the root of Gerardus ’t Hooft’s proof in 1971 that unification of the electromagnetic force and the weak force, responsible for radioactivity, where a massive “W” particle plays the analogous role to the massless photon, is viable. The subsequent discovery of the W in 1983 gained Nobel prizes, both for the experiment and for theorists who had foreseen this. Underlying this success was the so-called Higgs mechanism, which controlled the mathematics in this explanation of the weak force.

When Nambu won the Nobel prize in 2008, it began to seem likely that the way was being prepared for Higgs’s eventual recognition.

A problem though, as Higgs was always the first to stress, was that he had not been alone in discovering the possibility of mass “spontaneously” appearing. Similar ideas had already been articulated: by the condensed matter physicist Philip Anderson, though in a more restricted way, and by Robert Brout and François Englert in Belgium, who beat Higgs into print by a few weeks. A former colleague of Higgs at Imperial College, Tom Kibble, and two colleagues were to write a paper along similar lines weeks later.

Where Higgs had justifiable claims to uniqueness was in the boson. He drew attention to the fact that in certain circumstances spontaneously broken symmetry implied that a massive particle should appear, whose affinity for interacting with other particles would be in proportion to their masses.

It would be discovery of this particle that could give experimental verification that the theory is indeed a description of nature. Although even this boson was arguably implicit in other work, it was Higgs who articulated most sharply its implications in particle physics.

The eponymous “Higgs boson” became the standard-bearer for the Large Hadron Collider. In the early 1990s the science minister William Waldegrave issued his challenge: explain the Higgs boson on a sheet of paper and help me to convince the government to fund this.

Among the winners, the most famous was the analogy, by David Miller of University College London, of Margaret Thatcher – a massive particle – wandering through a cocktail party at the Tory conference and gathering hangers-on as she moved. Higgs, whose politics were diametrically opposite to hers, expressed himself as being “very comfortable” with the description.

He was always uncomfortable as a celebrity. When Cern – the European Organisation for Nuclear Research – prepared to switch on the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) in 2008, the media promoted it as a quest for the Higgs boson.

Higgs felt that Cern was misguided to talk up “the” boson – he was always the first to stress that others had had much the same idea and that naming it after him was unfair. He once modestly described the detection of the boson as “tying up loose ends” and regarded the main excitement of the LHC as its potential to reveal the secrets of dark matter and other kinds of new physics.

Nonetheless, in July 2012, Cern announced the discovery of a particle “with Higgs-like properties”. Media frenzy grew, and Higgs bravely accepted his fate as a centre of attention.

Although most physicists were sure that the eponymous boson had been discovered, several months’ more study would be needed before complete confirmation could be assured: the Nobel prize for 2012 went elsewhere. By 2013 the evidence was compelling; there was a general expectation that 2013 would be the year.

By this stage, 49 years had elapsed since Higgs had written his first paper on the subject. In a final, nailbiting twist, the announcement of his long-awaited success was delayed by an hour as the Nobel committee struggled to reach the famously reclusive scientist. Aware of the media attention he was likely to get, Higgs had decided to be “somewhere else” when the announcement was made, and told colleagues that he planned to take a holiday in the north-west highlands of Scotland.

As the date approached, however, he realised that this was not a good plan for that time of the year, so he decided to stay at home and be somewhere else at the right time. At around 11am on 8 October, he left home and by noon, when the announcement should have been made, he was in Leith, by the shore, in a bar called the Vintage, which Higgs famously attested sold both food and “rather good beers”.

Thus with Higgs incommunicado (he largely avoided using mobile phones or the internet), after more than an hour of unsuccessful attempts to reach him, the Swedish Academy decided to make the public announcement anyway. The ironic result was that by 2pm, the news that Peter Higgs and Englert, of the Université Libre de Bruxelles, were the winners of the Nobel prize for physics was known to the world, but not to Higgs himself. (Englert’s colleague Brout had died in 2011, and was unable to be included as Nobel prizes are not awarded posthumously.)

Higgs later recalled how, “after a suitable interval”, but still ignorant of the news, he had made his way home from lunch. However, he delayed further by visiting an art exhibition, as “it seemed too early to get home, where reporters would probably be gathered”.

At about three o’clock he was walking along Heriot Row, heading for his flat in the next street, when a car pulled up near Queen Street Gardens. A lady got out “in a very excited state” and told Higgs: “My daughter’s just phoned from London and told me about the award.” To which Higgs replied: “What award?” As he explained, he was joking, but that is when his expectations were confirmed.

His plan had been a success, as, “I managed to get in my front door with no more damage than one photographer lying in wait.” A little more than a decade later, the main focus of the LHC has been to produce large numbers of Higgs bosons in order to understand the nature of the omnipresent essence that they form.

During the coronavirus lockdown I talked with him for hours on the phone at weekends in the course of researching the biography Elusive: How Peter Higgs Solved the Mystery of Mass (2022). When asked to summarise his perspective on public reaction to the boson he said: “It ruined my life.” To know nature through mathematics, to see your theory confirmed, to win the plaudits of peers and win a Nobel prize, how could this equate with ruin? He explained: “My relatively peaceful existence was ending. I dont enjoy this sort of publicity. My style is to work in isolation, and occasionally have a bright idea.”

Higgs spent more than half a century as a theoretical physicist at Edinburgh University. Perhaps because of this, he was described in many media reports as a “Scottish physicist”, whereas in fact he was born in Newcastle, of English parents, Thomas Ware Higgs and Gertrude Maud (nee Coghill).

His father was a sound engineer with the BBC, and the family moved almost immediately to Birmingham, where Peter spent his first 11 years. In 1941, with the second world war intensifying, the BBC decided that Birmingham was too dangerous, and its operations were transferred to Bristol. The Higgs family duly moved there, with the intention of avoiding aerial bombardment, but the following weekend the centre of Bristol was heavily bombed.

In Bristol, Higgs attended Cotham grammar school, where a famous former pupil had been the Nobel physicist Paul Dirac. Dirac’s name was prominent on the honours board. Higgs followed him, but initially in mathematics rather than physics. Higgs’s father had a collection of maths books, which inspired Peter and enabled him to be become far ahead of the class. His interest in physics was sparked in 1946, upon hearing the Bristol physicists, later Nobel laureates, Cecil Powell and Nevill Mott describing the background to the atomic bomb programme. Although this helped determine his career, Higgs himself later became a member of CND.

At King’s College London he studied theoretical physics, going on to gain his PhD in 1954. He was working on molecular physics, applying ideas of symmetry to molecular structure. His interests moved towards particle physics, although his office was on the same corridor as those of Rosalind Franklin and Maurice Wilkins, two of the co-discoverers of the structure of DNA, though his own work had no immediate link to their programme.

He won research fellowships, first at the University of Edinburgh (1954-56), then in London at University College (1956–57), and at Imperial College(1957–58). He was appointed lecturer in mathematics at University College London in 1958, and then moved to the University of Edinburgh in 1960, where he spent the rest of his research career. Initially lecturer in mathematical physics, in 1970 he was appointed reader and, in 1980, professor of theoretical physics. He was elected Fellow of the Royal Society of Edinburgh in 1974, and FRS in 1983.

He met his future wife, the linguist Jody Williamson, at a CND meeting in 1960. They married in 1963, and had two sons, Christopher and Jonathan. Although they separated, they remained friends until her death in 2008.

Higgs won several awards in addition to the 2013 Nobel prize. In addition to numerous honorary degrees, these included the 1997 Dirac medal and prize from the Institute of Physics, the 2004 Wolf prize in physics, the Sakurai prize of the American Physical Society in 2010, and the Edinburgh medal in 2013. That year he was also appointed Companion of Honour, and two years later he won the Copley medal of the Royal Society, the world’s oldest scientific prize.

His sons survive him.

🔔 Peter Ware Higgs, theoretical physicist, born 29 May 1929; died 8 April 2024

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[quintessenceofdust73]

Colleen had spent the last several minutes arranging the small, brightly wrapped packages on the dining table in the Holts’ private suite onboard the Atlas. This wasn’t exactly where she expected to celebrate her daughter’s eighteenth birthday. Colleen never could have imagined that her youngest child would have been fighting in an intergalactic war at such an age, or that Colleen herself would be out in space with the rest of their little family instead of planning a quiet little party at their home.

She placed the smallest of the packages on top of the stack of colorful boxes. It was wrapped in bright blue paper and tied with a green ribbon. Curious, Colleen glanced at the card. It read “With Love, From Lance.” She smiled to herself, wondering what the gift could be. She knew Katie loved all of the other Paladins like older siblings, but with Lance things had been different. She always sat close to him at meetings and at mealtimes. She blushed when Lance complimented her and pouted when her father set a curfew on her late night video gaming sessions with him. ”Leave the door to your quarters open when that boy is here,” her husband had insisted.

Boy? She thought. No, he was a young man, Lance was nearly twenty, and was of an age to have a more serious view of dating and relationships.

More than once Colleen had noticed that Lance had casually slipped one of his long arms around her daughter’s slight shoulders when the Paladins gathered with her family to have a movie night. She also noticed that Katie wrapped her arms around Lance, clinging to him and affectionately nuzzling his chest, a gesture that always made him smile and draw her even closer to him.

Colleen had always thought they were cute together and had hoped for the longest time that their friendship would blossom into something more. She smiled at the recollection of how Lance had won a stuffed Green Lion for her when they went to the Clear Day carnival together. Katie cuddled with it every night, falling asleep with it in her arms.

Sam, on the other hand, wondered what his daughter saw in the boy.

“He’s not as smart as Hunk,” Sam had observed after Katie had gone to bed one evening. “Why would she like a boy who isn’t even close to being her intellectual equal?”

“Shh! She’ll hear you,” Colleen whispered.

”She’s asleep,” Sam replied. “I still think that she and Hunk would make a good match though. He’s a very bright young man—“

“Who’s in love with a very sweet Balmeran girl,” Colleen reminded him. “Katie has told me things about Lance. Did you know that he nearly got himself killed while saving Coran from an explosion? Lance was practically comatose from his injuries, but he woke up momentarily just to take a shot at Sendak when he was trying to hurt our daughter. Did you know about that?” Sam shook his head. “Did she tell you what Lance did when they were captured by Galra Pirates? Those fiends wanted to torture our child, but Lance wouldn’t allow them to come anywhere near her, so they gave him a good thrashing instead.” Colleen stood with her hands on her hips, as if daring Sam criticize Lance for his heroics.

”No,” Sam paused to consider this new information. “She didn’t tell me about any of that.” He didn’t comment on their daughter’s choice of boyfriends any further, but Colleen was still half-convinced that Sam still believed that no one was good enough for their little girl. Not wanting an argument, Sam changed the subject to what Matt had been doing on his latest missions with the Rebels.

Their son was, at the moment, far away from this sector, fighting in a battle in a distant solar system whose name Colleen couldn’t even pronounce.

So much of their time together as a family had been cut short by the apparent tragedy that had befallen Sam and Matt on the Kerberos mission. The grief she experienced at their mysterious disappearance consumed her, then was multiplied when Katie ran away from home to join the Garrison under a false identity. She later found out that her daughter and her friends had been abducted by a sentient spaceship and taken through a wormhole to the other end of the universe. Her only daughter was lost among the stars for three years, and when Katie finally returned home, Colleen could barely recognize her. Her long hair was shorn, her beauty concealed by the disguise of her brother’s old round spectacles. Most shocking of all, she was clad in the hard shell of some high-tech armored alien spacesuit. Although she had returned home physically unharmed, Colleen knew her the little girl she had raised was gone forever.

Every time she watched Katie fall asleep in her narrow bunk, she could momentarily forget that her daughter was a confident young woman who was, among other things, a Paladin, a scientist, and a veteran of far too many battles in the endless war that had been tearing the universe apart centuries before she had been born. Losing this war might mean the end of humanity’s freedom and possibly its very existence. Of course, they weren’t just fighting for Earth’s freedom, but for the liberation of all of the sentient beings that the Galra Empire had enslaved over the last ten thousand years. Defeating Honerva was all any of them could think about these days.

And here she was, making preparations for her youngest child’s birthday party. Colleen sat down at the table and covered her mouth to stifle a sob. But there was no one around to hear it. Sam and Katie had already departed for the mission briefing. She let the tears flow only when she was alone. Then, in order to face the day, she straightened her uniform and donned the steely facade of the brave officer and loyal crew member that she had to present herself as. She wiped the corners of her eyes and hastily departed for the main conference chamber.

[Pidge’s 18th birthday doesn’t go as planned in this fic. This is an excerpt from chapter 2 of one of the best multi chapter fics that I have ever written. Angst, drama, space battles, sword fights, friendship, loyalty, courage, humor, romance, and an epic conclusion with a satisfying epilogue. What are you waiting for? Go read it! ]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31663769?view_full_work=true

[heyitsmikky]

This has been in my notes for god knows how long and I felt like sharing it

Romantic headcannons for the fs boys

(The hcs are x reader)

(I apologise if some of it doesn’t make sense)

Blue

This boy loves physical touch. Whether you’re touching his hand or holding it or your hand on his shoulder he absolutely loves it! His most favourite is when you trace you hands over his chest while you two are cuddling or sitting by the fire it just makes him melt, maybe you could move your hands just a little lower?… He also loves when you spar with him or if you can’t he just likes it when you watch him kick the other opponent’s ass - it’s usually Green- he loves when you cheer his name afterwards because he won and it makes him feel praised and loved by you, the most important person in the world to him.

Green

Like Blue he loves physical touch. He likes it when you two hold hands and lock your pinkies together, he just thinks it’s so cute. This boy get really flustered whenever your praising or flirting with him like you’ll just say “you look really cute when you blush” and that is all it takes for him to go burry his face in his hands to hide his blush but you can always see his ears twitching and turning pink. He also likes it when you two are out camping and he gets the chance to wrap his arm around you while you two are sitting around the fire, he just finds it so relaxing.

Red

Red absolutely loves baking/cooking with you it gives him a chance to show off to you what he can do. He also loves gift giving! I headcannon that he knits/sews/crochets and he just makes the cutest little animals and pillows. He will make it his mission to find out what your favourite animal is and how to crochet it just so he can present you with it and see you face light up with happiness every time.

Vio

Vio absolutely loves spending quality time with you. His favourite is sitting in the library with you in his lap while he is quietly reading to you/you reading to him. It gives him a sense of comfort. He also enjoys it when you both have very similar interests and you are able to spend hours and hours just talking about anything that you both are really interested in -sometimes even forgetting that it’s been six hours and your still on the topic of how the solar system is formed.

Shadow

Shadow loves to find you little trinkets lying around that he thinks look really pretty and gift them to you (he says that they remind him of you.) But the thing he loves most is a late night cuddle session with you because it gives him a sense of relaxation and a break from his semi-hectic life, a chance to give you cuddles is a chance for him to feel loved and cared for and it makes him feel so special and cared for and a chance to not feel forgotten.

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

[ A team of amateur astronomers led by Marcel Drechsler, Xavier Strottner and Yann Sainty made a surprising discovery to win the overall prize in the 2023 Astronomy Photographer of the Year competition. "Andromeda, Unexpected" shows a huge plasma arc next to the Andromeda Galaxy, the closest large spiral galaxy to our Milky Way. ]

By: Jess Thomson

Published: Sep 15, 2023

The universe is filled to the brim with weird and wonderful sights, which we are often lucky enough to see thanks to the skills of astrophotographers.

This year's Astronomy Photographer of the Year competition, run by the Royal Observatory Greenwich in the U.K., showcases some of these unique spectacles, ranging from the roaring surface of our sun to our galactic neighbor Andromeda.

Giant Plasma Arc

The overall winning entry of the Astronomy Photographer of the Year 2023, taken by Marcel Drechsler, Xavier Strottner and Yann Sainty, shows the Andromeda galaxy next to an unexpected hazy blue cloud.

This cloud, never before seen, is thought to be an enormous arc of plasma stretching across the space between the Milky Way and our neighboring galaxy, situated 2.5 million light years away.

"What you see is [a] gigantic blue arc of ionised oxygen gas that has never been seen before," amateur astronomer and astrophotographer Drechsler explained in a statement.

This picture reveals how new findings are always being uncovered just under our noses, as we have been observing Andromeda for over 100 years. The reason that the arc—christened the Strottner-Drechsler-Sainty Object 1 (SDSO-1)—had not been spotted before is that it only emitted light in the Oxygen 3 (OIII) wavelength, and was very faint. OIII is a wavelength of light emitted by clouds of oxygen, which only comprise around 1 percent of gas in the universe: hydrogen, by contrast, makes up over 75 percent.

"It was an absolute accident," Drechsler said. "No one expected to see it and that's why it's called Andromeda, Unexpected, because we wanted to take a beautiful image of the Andromeda Galaxy. And we looked at the first data and we spotted this hazy smudge on the edge of the image."

[ Angel An won in the Skyscapes category for snapping the extremely rare phenomenon of Sprites—or red lightning—in which atmospheric luminescence appears like fireworks. "It creates an unsettling, alien image that can't help but draw your eye," said judge Ed Bloomer. ]

Red Sprite Lightning

The winner of the competition's "Skyscapes" category is a spectacular red sprite lightning display, photographed by Angel An.

"Sprites are large-scale, lightning-like discharges that happen above thunderstorms," Caitano L. da Silva, a physics professor at New Mexico Tech, previously told Newsweek.

"They happen in response to powerful cloud-to-ground (CG) flashes in the underlying thunderstorms. These CG flashes radiate a strong electric field that creates sprites at the edge of the lower ionosphere, aka the edge of space," da Silva said. "Sprites are brief, but are huge, 50 km [30 miles] tall by 50 km [30 miles] across, about the size of a small town."

This image was taken at Lake Puma Yumco, in Tibet, China.

"I was standing on the highest ridge of the Himalaya mountains, enjoying the dancing lightning sprites like gorgeous fireworks in the night sky," Angel said. They acted as fairy-like creatures, giving a transient firework show for the audience on Earth. Seeing this extremely rare phenomenon of atmospheric luminescence with such high intensity was something that I have never witnessed before."

[ Eduardo Schaberger Poupeau's photograph of the sun with a huge solar filament in the shape of a question mark won in the Our Sun category. "If you zoom into the surface of the Sun, the image has a paint-like quality—I feel like I can see the brush strokes," said judge Sheila Kanani. ]

Solar Tendrils

The winner of the "Our Sun" category is a close-up of the sun's surface taken by Eduardo Schaberger Poupeau, showing a long tendril of solar plasma.

"This is such a clever image as while we have seen the granulation and surface of the Sun before, I've never seen a filament shaped like a question mark before," Sheila Kanani, competition judge, said in a statement. "If you zoom into the surface of the Sun, the image has a paint-like quality—I feel like I can see the brush strokes. There's a sense of movement and you can almost see the question mark filament moving if you stare long enough."

[ Ethan Chappel won in the Our Moon category for capturing in detail the moon passing in front of Mars on December 8, 2022. Judge Steve Marsh described the occultation as "one of the last and greatest celestial events of 2022." ]

Mars and the Moon

The "Our Moon" category was won by an image of the occultation of Mars by the moon, which is when Mars passes behind the moon in our skies. This image shows Mars as it peeked out from behind our satellite on December 8, 2022, as taken by Ethan Chappel from Texas.

"To capture the level of detail on Mars that you see here takes a huge amount of skill and practice," Steve Marsh, a competition judge, said in the statement. "Combined with a crisp, clear, perfectly processed lunar limb, the result is like taking a gigantic telephoto lens into lunar orbit itself! This image is a technical marvel and a real treat to look at. Two factors which make it a worthy winner in this category."

[ Monika Deviat's image of an abstract aurora in the shape of a brushstroke topped the Aurorae category. "We are accustomed to seeing aurora from an earthly perspective with mountains, trees and humanmade structures framing the dancing lights. This photograph offers something different, showcasing the beauty of the aurora in isolation," said judge Katherine Gazzard. ]

Northern Lights

The winner of the "Aurorae" category was of a long flame-like wisp of aurora, taken by Monika Deviat in Finland. Auroras are caused by solar wind slamming into the Earth's atmosphere and magnetic field, causing gases to emit light in the form of the northern and southern lights.

"This photograph is an aurora abstract. I focused on this structure as it looked like a painter's brushstroke across a canvas. It's not the usual corona or big nightscape scene, but I thought it was a unique and beautiful shape with the feathered ends. I pointed the camera almost straight up to capture this formation," Deviat said in a statement.

[ A team of amateur astronomers led by Marcel Drechsler, Xavier Strottner and Yann Sainty made a surprising discovery to win the overall prize in the 2023 Astronomy Photographer of the Year competition. "Andromeda, Unexpected" shows a huge plasma arc next to the Andromeda Galaxy, the closest large spiral galaxy to our Milky Way. ]

New Nebula

The winner of the "Stars and Nebulae" category was an image of a galactic nebula around the YY Hya star, taken by Marcel Drechsler from Germany and Xavier Strottner from France over 360 hours of exposure across 100 nights.

This nebula was previously unknown to science.

"In its centre, a pair of stars surrounded by a common envelope was found. For the first time, amateurs and scientists have succeeded in providing evidence for a fully developed shell of a so-called 'common envelope system'," the photographers explain in a statement.

Several other images won their categories, while tens of others filled the longlist and shortlists, all revealing the beauty and mystery of the universe.

"Once again, entrants to the Astronomy Photographer of the Year competition have conspired to make things difficult for the judges, with a flood of high-quality images covering an amazing range of targets. The highlight of this year is perhaps a number of genuine discoveries being imaged, but we've had wonderful efforts in every category," Ed Bloomer, an astronomer at Royal Observatory Greenwich, said in a statement.

[ The Young Astronomy Photographer of the Year was awarded to two 14-year-old boys from China—Runwei Xu and Binyu Wang—who captured the vibrant colors of the Running Chicken Nebula. The giant cloud of dust and gas is nicknamed that because it looks like a giant chicken running across the sky, according to NASA. ]

[ Tom Williams topped the Planets, Comets & Asteroids category for photographing a unique view of Venus using infrared or ultraviolet false color. "Capturing these atmospheric details from the sunlit side of the planet when it is so far from Earth is a remarkable achievement," said judge László Francsics. ]

[ The Sh2-132 complex lies near the border of the Cepheus and Lacerta constellations and contains multiple deep sky structures. Aaron Wilhelm's winning photograph in the Best Newcomer category includes 70 hours of data and shows the rich interplay of all the gases. ]

[ John White claimed the Innovation prize for capturing the sound of a black hole at the center of the Perseus Galaxy using audio source material from NASA's Chandra Sonification Project and playing it through speakers with a petri dish attached to them. "Here, we are shown an interesting and playful visualisation of astronomical data that we could not 'see' by ourselves nor 'hear'. This is an image of a sound generated by a source that is invisible. Stark, beautiful, rather weird, and certainly innovative!" said judge Ed Bloomer. ]

[ Vikas Chander's photograph of star trails poking through the gray sky above a ship stranded in the treacherous, most northern part of Namibia's Atlantic-facing coast on August 25, 2008, prevailed in the People & Space category. ]

[darkpoisonouslove]

Any Company of Light headcanons you feel like sharing?

Boy, do I have headcanons, anon! Do I!

You can check these out if you haven't already - Marion & Griffin (&Oritel), height, Griffin & motherhood (!), rewrite arcs (but those are my general headcanons for all CoL members), Griffin joining the CoL

Griffin Sylvane:

- grew up on the planet Erebhus in the Andros solar system. The planet is swampy land with lots of water bodies all over that catch and reflect light even throughout the night.

- her hair can change color naturally (bc of Erebhusian genes) depending on how much sunlight she's exposed to, which is the reason why her hair was a lighter shade of purple when she was young but grew darker once she became headmistress of CT because of the limited sunlight around the castle. (Darcy's hair also changes from dark brown to blond for the same reason since I headcanon her to be Griffin and Valtor's daughter.)

- the golden eyes are also an Erebhusian gene.

- her mother - Emalyn - was a very powerful witch that studied at CT herself. She chose to become a housewife, however, and would do freelance work on translating and restoring ancient spells from home. Griffin learned most of what she knows about magic and about botany from her.

- her father - Aryan - had scarce formal education but knew how pretty much anything worked and could build and fix an unlimited number of things.

- Griffin went to boarding school on Erebhus until it was time to go to CT. After that she's only returned home briefly for summer breaks and post-graduation only on several occasions, including her father's funeral. He died (from stress) when she was 20-something and she felt guilty for adding on to his worries with her reckless and ruthless pursuit of her goals (of helping dark magic users against their oppression).

- she met Valtor in a secret library on Erebhus and his power convinced her to join him since she was getting frustrated with how long it was taking her to accomplish her goals, especially after what she believed she had to sacrifice for them.

(I'm gonna skip the whole Coven/Company era because I've talked about that a lot and I am still unclear on certain specifics.)

- post Domino's fall she joined the CT faculty after an extremely hasty process of getting credentials. She managed that with ease but she was depressed and feeling that survivor's guilt so her heart wasn't in it when she announced her candidacy for the post of headmistress. She was doing it to keep CT out of the Council's hands, who would otherwise hire their own pawn and control the most prominent school for witches.

- she won the election with significant support from important political figures such as Faragonda's mother and, surprising everyone, Erendor (who was feeling guilty for betraying his alliance with Domino to save his own skin and thus felt it his duty to help out those who were there and fought - including Griffin).

Faragonda Lydiriev:

- was born on a(n unnamed as of yet) planet from the Zenith solar system.

- her parents weren't married and she rarely got to see her father even when she was little.

- her mother - Sylvia - is a very powerful witch and her political influence is greater than that of the monarch of their planet.

- Faragonda has Spherian heritage. Her ancestors were the witches of Spheria (a place mentioned in s2 4kids (in 2x11)) who practiced the vilest of black magic. That is to say magic that was powered by negative emotions (like dark magic) but twisted things out of their natural order and is forbidden. (Just fyi white magic - powered by positive emotions but still twisting things out of their natural order - is also forbidden.)

- Faragonda's magic was powerful from a very early age but she had a lot of trouble controlling it. She was always accidentally destroying things or harming others.

- her mother sent her away to boarding school where she met Griffin and gradually she started staying with Griffin's family even over the holidays. They were the only ones who didn't treat her like something was wrong with her. Emalyn even gave her helpful tips on controlling her magic by balancing out her negative emotions with positive ones but she was refusing to use that method since she felt that it would disappoint her mother and reflect badly on their family name.

- she enrolled in CT along with Griffin and studied there for the first semester until it became glaringly obvious that dark magic just wasn't the thing for her.

- she transferred to Alfea when she chose to become a fairy. Her mother disowned her for it and her new classmates had opinions about a witch deciding to be a fairy but she was lucky to be roommates with Griselda in whom she found a new friend.

- her friendship with Griffin also suffered some by the change in her but they remained close until graduation when Griffin fell off the face of the Magic Dimension. Faragonda was hurt but decided that she'd rather keep their good memories than hunt down Griffin only to be rejected.

- she focused on her work on the fairy animal park (she was always an animal person) outside Magix City and on further studies and a career in Alfea. The idea was to eventually head the college and work on improving relations between dark and light magic users in general.

- that was until headmistress Mavilla (of Alfea) asked her to assist the Crown Princess of Domino on a diplomatic mission and Faragonda found herself face to face with Griffin... and the Coven.

- she was pissed that Mavilla had not told her of this because she figured it was all set up this way to use her against Griffin. Still, she decided to join Marion and Oritel's fight with the idea of helping Griffin and protecting her from execution. Plus, as time went on, she was convinced that the fight with the Coven matters more than anything else she could be doing currently.

- she does not remember this because she took a forgetting potion (*insert OUAT gif here*) on Griffin's ardent plea but she was the one who helped Griffin hide her pregnancy. They used an ancient Spherian curse to speed up the pregnancy (the original intended purpose of the curse was for it to allow the witch to collect the child that she was promised as payment for her services). Combined with Valtor's genetic material in Darcy, it almost killed her and Griffin but Faragonda literally used her life force to save them, which made her age somewhat faster than normal. Then Faragonda left Darcy in an orphanage on Erebhus and took the forgetting potion, leaving Griffin the only one to know that there ever was a baby (aside from the Ancestral Witches).

- started dating Hagen only after Griffin joined the Company because she was too focused on the situation with her to think about anything else beforehand.

- became headmistress of Alfea almost immediately after the last battle on Domino when Mavilla retired. She endorsed Faragonda as the new head of Alfea because of her political prowess (picked up both from her mother and Marion) that would allow her to maneuver the current circumstances better than any other member of the faculty.

- her mother, who helped a couple times against the Coven, showed up in person to ask Faragonda not to take the position of headmistress of Alfea but Faragonda told her off.

- she went through a heavy depressive episode herself after the last battle on Domino. She felt like she was too broken to really be a support to any of her friends and mostly felt like she could no longer be the person to brighten Griffin and Hagen's lives so she figured that it makes sense that Hagen left. Still, that hurt her even further to the point where she was stubbornly avoiding any mention of Hagen in an attempt to bury the pain deep down. She did the same with her pain over Marion and Oritel and stopped looking for any traces of them because she was afraid of what they'd find and how much worse that could break her. It was Griffin's relentless search of the truth about what happened on Domino that rekindled her hope of finding their friends but due to outside interference, they lost access to all clues as to what happened on Domino and were forced to give up on their mission to find Marion and Oritel and move on with their lives.

- eventually, she makes up with her mother who admits that she was wrong about the way she treated Faragonda. She didn't really know how to help her gain control of her magic, which is why she sent her away to people, who hopefully would know, but in Faragonda it created the sense that she was a disappointment and a failure and the entire relationship fell apart from there. Still, Sylvia was the adult and it was her responsibility to figure parenting out, which she failed. She is ecstatic when Griffin and Faragonda finally get together and she helps Faragonda through the realization that Darcy is Griffin's daughter from Valtor (that's when they make up).

Hagen:

- comes from the same planet as Oritel. In fact, his father used to work as the royal blacksmith and he's been best friends with Oritel since they were little.

- his mother made pottery and was the one of his parents who was quite direct and even brash when talking to someone else. His father was one to use flowery language and tons of metaphors in every day conversation.

- he studied to be a blacksmith under his father but went to work for Marion's parents instead of Oritel's because Marion won him over with her attitude and views.

- he would not go home in order to nudge Oritel to come visit him and set up meetings with Marion. He knew that they only did not like each other because of wrong first impressions and set out to bring them closer and help them reveal their true self to the other. Not entirely out of selflessness as having his two best friends living on different planets was quite exhausting.

- he never meant to be a warrior. He only studied combat in order to be able to test the weapons that he made himself. He was always more passionate about the craft of metalworking but when Marion and Oritel grew restless because of the Coven's activity, he put his life on hold to help them.

- that was until he met Faragonda and realized that he could die any day without having pursued what he himself really wants. Still, his commitment to Marion and Oritel was too strong for him to fully devote himself to his relationship with Faragonda and when the political circus and legal procedures around Domino's destruction settled, he left to go search for Marion and Oritel.

- he didn't even show up at either of his parents' funerals, feeling like the part of him that was their son had long ceased to exist. It wasn't because he knew Faragonda would be there (he introduced her to his parents during the war when they both accepted the idea that anything could happen to them and saving the development of their relationship for peaceful times was not a risk they wanted to take; both his parents loved her and she felt that she could be a part of their family but she only went to Hagen's mother's funeral because she wanted to see him; she later figured that he may not have shown up because he knew she'd be there and she didn't go to his father's funeral to give Hagen the chance to go if he wanted but he didn't). Still, avoiding her was another point in favor of not going since he felt guilty about the way that he left her to deal with the loss of their friends even though he did it so that he wouldn't drag her down with him when he couldn't let go.

- he tried to hide it from his friends once they were reunited but his returns to Domino's cursed ruins ended up with him falling victim of a curse that renders him unable to feel any kind of touch and/or pain. Everyone learned when Bloom accidentally burned him and he didn't even notice. Normally, magic can't fix tissue damage (even if it is caused by magic) but Griffin's magic allows some healing to take place as long as the other person opens up their mind and body to her willingly. Not the easiest of tasks since she and Hagen were never particularly close but they manage to make some progress and Hagen can finally feel the warmth of his friends again.

- after he learns that Marion chose to join Oritel in his imprisonment, Hagen got extremely upset, which forced him to reevaluate his feelings for and his commitment to them. He'd always put them first to the point where he ignored himself, which is the reason why he refused to be reinstated as their counselor.

- he chose to restore the Magic School for Forgers in Hoggar (which is NOT the planet that he comes from; fuck canon/Wiki) instead and teach there.

Oritel:

- youngest out of six brothers and therefore not of interest to his parents since his chances for inheriting the throne were practically non-existent.

- doesn't have a very good relationship with his brothers, who tend to ignore him similarly to their parents.

- he has magic but thanks to his parents' neglect he never really got proper magical education and training how to use it. His raw power is actually quite impressive, considering how little practice he had to develop it. His magical core is underground waters.

- hated Marion for "stealing" his best friend but with time fell in love with her.

- he knows that Marion went against her parents' wishes and societal expectations to marry him and it makes him feel like he's detrimental to her. Marrying him was her first decision as heir to Domino's throne that the whole universe witnessed and it was one that left people looking down on her for the choice. Those that respect it only do so because of her heritage, not out of respect for her.

- he compensates for feeling like he's dragging her down by being a perfectionist and a - self-proclaimed - paragon of virtue. He tends to easily veer into self-righteous territory because of all the pressure on him as Prince Consort of Domino (yeah, that's right, no kings of Domino in this fucking household).

- is close friends with Erendor despite the age difference between them (Erendor is at least a decade younger than him) since he knows what it's like to be young and not taken seriously. There are extreme homoerotic undertones to that relationship that Oritel is completely oblivious to, Erendor is too blinded by internalized homophobia and toxic masculinity to notice and Marion and Samara pointedly ignore although for different reasons.

- after the Coven attacked Domino, killed Marion's parents and damaged the Roc - which was part of Domino's defense systems - Oritel used his magic in combination with the Dragon Fire in the core of Domino (thanks to his close connection to Marion and Daphne and their pieces of the flame) to raise a shield around the whole planet that would stop unauthorized teleportation. He and Marion also repurposed the Roc - repaired by Hagen - as a library to keep safe Domino's magical archives.

(...aaaaaand that's pretty much it for Oritel; I need to think about him more but I haven't gotten to that point yet.)

Marion:

- has a younger sister (based on the family tree fake!Avalon showed Bloom).

- very strained relationship with her mother and an almost non-existent relationship with her father. She's not close with her sister either since their mother didn't have a lot of interest in her Dragon-Fire-less child and Marion never had free time with all the grooming to be the next Queen of Domino.

- resigned to a loveless marriage since young age only to slowly fall in love with Oritel and decide to fight for her own happiness. Was engaged to someone else before but she broke it off and married Oritel.

- had horrible doubts about becoming a mother due to her own relationships with her parents and the way she was raised. Still, Daphne instantly became the light of her life.

- Marion was tutored at home but she allowed Daphne to do specialized studies at Alfea, much to Marion's own mother's chagrin. She always believed that Marion was raising Daphne wrong and allowing her to mingle with the nobodies at Alfea was just further proof.

- Marion was the one who started noticing the pattern of concerning magical thefts all over the dimension. Her mother did not pay attention to her worries but Oritel supported her and the two decided to take matters in their own hands. The Coven was very successful in turning that against them and making them as well as Domino look suspicious in front of many of the other monarchs. They only really managed to start getting the upper hand once Faragonda and Saladin joined them.

- the death of her parents is an awful time for her because she had a lot of negative emotions to deal with (mostly guilt and self-hatred for not really feeling much about her deceased parents rather than the typical grief and melancholy but that wasn't any easier to handle) and a ton of bureaucratic nonsense that she was stuck with instead of fighting the Coven. The only thing that saved her sanity was trusting the other Company members to hold the front while she was assuming her new queenly duties.

- was suspicious of Griffin's sudden and untimely decision to defect from the Coven but was also interested in exploiting the opportunities that could provide (unlike Oritel). Did not appreciate the realization of how much Faragonda's presence has shaken Hagen's loyalty to her and Oritel and how it twists her arm into respecting Faragonda's - unreasonable - demands. They all had to do a lot of work on functioning as a team but eventually succeeded.

- had a panic attack when she learned she was pregnant again. The timing was awful. Not only was her whole planet under vicious attack, but she was also the Company's strongest fighter. A pregnancy would incapacitate her for months on end and provide the Coven with significant advantage. She was out of her mind with worry over the complications this would create for the whole universe.

- late one night when she couldn't sleep, she instinctively found Griffin and confessed that she was considering having an abortion. She knew she could count on Griffin's cold rationality to give her the push to do what she couldn't make herself do but she was surprised when Griffin vehemently defended her right to choose and encouraged her to do what is best for herself. She decided to keep the baby because she'd already sacrificed so much of herself and her own life for the sake of her kingdom. Besides, she didn't want to give into her fear of being unable to protect her children from the Coven.

- speaking of, Daphne was insistent on being included in the battle with her own Dragon Fire and her Nymph powers. Marion was firmly against, dead set on protecting Daphne and keeping her as far away from the fight as possible. She and Griffin got into a fight about that once when Griffin allowed Daphne to accompany her on a minor mission. Ultimately, Griffin's point that Marion was letting her fears control not just her, but Daphne as well got through to her and Marion allowed Daphne to be included in the planning but mostly on the periphery of the action. Daphne's most prominent role in the war was her task during the final battle to protect her baby sister.

- Marion knew there was a possibility that the information they were given was incorrect and that their daughters were alive out there, yet she still chose to transfer her spirit into Oritel's sword. She didn't have time to truly think through her decision and she couldn't bear the thought of staying behind only to find out that her daughters were truly dead and she'd lost Oritel as well. She feels intense guilt for essentially abandoning her girls.

Saladin:

- has a sister (Helia is his nephew since Saladin never felt ready to pursue romantic relationships after the war with the Coven). The two are relatively close and Saladin loves Helia like his own child.

- he did two-time Griffin and Faragonda. The two were both reluctant about sharing that they were dating a certain Specialist because of the turbulence in their own relationship at the time thanks to Faragonda transferring to Alfea. So for a time, he got away with it. His intention was never to hurt either one of them. He preferred being with Faragonda but he could tell that she was going through a lot and didn't want to rush her into a relationship. At the same time Griffin really understood his commitment to a cause (he signed up for RF because he believed in fighting for a better future) and they were already "dating". It was casual anyway so why should he have to break up with her when he's not really cheating with Faragonda, right? It was... quite the fallout when the truth came out but Griffin and Faragonda were also somewhat relieved to learn they were dating the same guy because they both chose to interpret it as proof of their continued similarities despite the recent changes in Faragonda and their relationship. Plus, Saladin was last year at RF at the time and later he was busy on missions all over the dimension so the distance from him helped them both get over the fiasco.

- Saladin was sent along with Faragonda on the diplomatic mission to help out Marion and Oritel. Mavilla mostly arranged his presence as cover for her true intentions of orchestrating the meeting between Griffin and Faragonda (not that that deceived Faragonda for long). Still, he took to Marion and Oritel's cause and decided to help them out as much as he could while maintaining his career at RF. He had reservations about Faragonda's trust in and protection of Griffin but he chose to support her. He didn't have her blind faith in Griffin but knew enough to understand why that was so important to Faragonda and to agree that there was still hope for Griffin to make the right choices. Plus, he still felt bad for two-timing them and wanted to help them both with whatever he could.

- splitting time between RF and the CoL made him feel like he was failing in both of his missions but both felt too important for him to be able to give up on either. The Company afforded him the opportunity to act in situations in which the Specialists would not be allowed to due to concerns of political nature. Having Marion and Oritel's influence to fall back on provides him with a lot more opportunities to help, however, and he really believed in what they were doing.

- Saladin was the one to find out that the headmaster of RF allied with the Coven. He saved one of the wands of the Ancestral Fairies (s6) from destruction and with the endorsement of Domino and Eraklyon was elected the next head of RF (which only complicated his work with the Company further but it was preferable to having to worry about whether or not the head of RF is corrupt and working for the Coven).

- he was the first to recover from the losses that they suffered during the final battle on Domino. He was scarred by losing their friends just like everyone else and he had survivor's guilt and intense feelings of failure as well but he also had a purpose to return to. All that time he was holding on to his role at RF because he knew that even if the war with the Coven was won, it wouldn't be the last one. The dimension would still need protection from new rising threats and he could continue working on being the defense. He also helped Griffin and Faragonda's recovery immensely.

[1moreff-creator]

i just have a question is why Levi ready die for Eden? He thinks that Eden deserves to escape and others including him not?

Yeah I probably should have addressed this a bit more seeing as it's the largest leap in logic my theory makes. I can't know for sure, but here's my current idea:

Seeing how much the group struggled with the first trial, that Nico had succumbed to the temptation of killing and that even then Ace was refusing help, Levi comes to the conclusion someone will get away with murder and win the killing game eventually. That would include Levi dying, as well as everyone but the blackened. And because of that, Levi, pragmatic as always, decides if someone's gonna win, it should be Eden. It's not that he thinks the others deserve to die, it's just that he thinks it's inevitable, so he's looking for the best outcome possible.

We know he and Eden have a good relationship based on the first scene of the chapter, and we know Levi isn't a very emotional person in general, so I think it would be in-character for him to put his own life aside for the sake of "the best outcome", that being Eden surviving. The """heartlessness""" not only shows when he tells Eden his usual grieving process is "doing nothing", but especially if he's a murderer with no remorse. If he has that secret, I believe it would imply that Levi considers his killing justified in some way, meaning he would be willing to harm the rest of the group for a good cause.

And himself? Well, we know he's protective (see: his character profile), but we also know he is willing to suffer for others. Keep in mind he got disowned, but believes it was for the best, as his whole family, himself included, were "bad influences for each other". A certain interpretation of the connection between him and Shoemaker-Levy-9 in the David MV can also show him as willing to "take the fall for others" like Jupiter "takes the fall for Earth" when sometimes a comet enters the Solar System- look, long story.

Certain things also show he doesn't hold himself to a very high regard, especially compared to Eden. He even tells her:

Levi: Perhaps I messed up yesterday. But I want to move on. I want to keep trying to become 'a good person', like you, Eden.

Essentially, what I believe is that, again pragmatically, Levi decided it was for the best if Eden won the killing game, since someone's gonna win it, and she's the nicest one there, way nicer than Levi too. That's the gist, I imagine if my theory is true, then it will be explored more in the post-trial.

Thanks for asking, and I hope this answered your question!

[blondeling]

I don't like Scar as the Earth because a lot of the reasons why people think he should be is because of Grian as the sun and I think that takes away from Scar's character on his own. If Scar had won 3rd Life then yes ABSOLUTELY Scar would be the Earth, but I think because of all his character has gone through in the proceeding seasons, especially in Secret Life, him being the Void just makes sense.

The Void is cold, the Void is loneliness.

The lonely man, devoid of friends, lamenting about how after life there's nothing. It's empty.

Empty like his base, lacking company. Empty like his heart, having given up hope on finding the warmth of friends. Empty like the nothingness of the Void.

The Void welcomes others, of course. It's home to the planets and stars and moons, it welcomes the other celestial beings into its space, but in the end the planets have a solar system it belongs to. The stars have constellations they're grouped with. Moons have a planet to revolve around. The Void has nothing.

The Void has no one.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Blue Ribbon Birdie

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Tim Drake meets Ted Kord at his fifth-grade science fair.

Chapters: 1/1

Characters: Tim Drake, Ted Kord, Janet Drake, Jack Drake

Additional Tag: Bittersweet Ending, Parent-Child Relationship, Hurt Tim Drake, Absent Parents, Angst

Tim stood beside his trifold poster board, rocking back and forth on his heels and toes, waiting for his parents to arrive. They promised they'd come, but it was getting late, and the judges were about to arrive to judge fifth grade. He wasn't the best student when homework assignments were involved, but he put his whole heart and soul into his science project. Tim thought that if he won, his parents would stick around longer than usual to celebrate. He'd worked tirelessly on the project for weeks, hoping it'd sustain their attention. It wasn't like there was a big competition. It was the usual run-of-the-mill volcanoes, clean pennies, solar systems, and potato batteries. He was a shoo-in.

He thought it'd be a regular science fair with teachers for judges, but he was in for a shock the moment the door opened. Ted Kord. Most kids there didn't know who he was, but Tim did. Ted was his tech hero. He was a modern-day inventor and an all-around good guy.

His heart skipped a beat as Ted made his rounds. Tim was in the very back corner, so he knew he'd be one of the last people Ted spoke to if he had time. And oh man, did Tim hope Ted would have time. Had he known Ted Kord would be a judge, he would've worn a better shirt. His mind raced as he tried to hold onto one central thought. His presentation. Tim rolled his shoulders back and went over his speech in his head. He'd given the same speech hundreds of times before to his nanny. He wasn't sure she was listening, though.

Tim wasn't sure if anyone ever listened to him, but it didn't matter. He liked things that way. At least that's what he told himself. But today was different. He'd impress Ted Kord, and then his parents would have to notice him.

Ted Kord approached Tim's table and smiled. Ted reached out to shake Tim's hand and introduce himself, but before he could speak, Tim took a deep breath, and words spilled out of his mouth. "You're Ted Kord! You're the greatest modern-day inventor there is," Tim smiled.

"I don't know about all that," Ted grinned, "It looks like you've brought something extraordinary to the table. Literally. I don't think I've seen a QR code at one of these things before... I'm excited to see what you've got for us today."

Tim took a second breath and shut his eyes before explaining his science project. He explained how he used coding to develop a quick crisis hotline for Gothamites, even providing a way of exiting the site for fear of being caught. He started to doubt himself, wondering if his project was good enough, but the look on Ted Kord's face told him everything he needed to know.

Ted beamed. "May I? I won't be able to think until I scan the code," Ted whispered. Tim nodded and watched as Ted scanned the code and navigated the site. "If this whole elementary school thing doesn't work out, you've got a job with me. Seriously, though, this is impressive... For anyone. I don't know about the other judges, but I'm ready to give you the big blue ribbon and a patent. This is-. I mean, wow... What else can I say?"

The other judges said their piece, but Tim couldn't hear anything after Ted's commendation. Tim could feel the warmth in his cheeks as he smiled. He stared at his feet and nearly burst into tears when Ted knelt on one knee and pinned the first-place ribbon to his shirt. "You should be so proud of yourself. You made a sophisticated website that can be put to use to help people in need. That's the coolest thing in the world," Ted whispered. Tim was so overcome with emotion that he hugged Ted. The sudden display of affection took Ted aback, but he hugged Tim back.

Tim let go and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm sorry-."

"It's fine. Where are your folks? I'd love to meet them." Ted looked around, and so did Tim. They were nowhere to be found. Another broken promise.

"They're out of town on business," Tim answered, "It's okay, though. I'm gonna write them all about it... Can I-? Would it be too much to ask for your autograph so I could show them that I met you?"

"I'll do you one better. Wanna take a picture?" Ted suggested. Tim nodded and smiled despite the pit in the bottom of his stomach. His teacher took pictures of Ted and Tim standing in front of Tim's poster board, and Ted signed the back of Tim's poster board.

Once the school day ended, he rode home, carrying his poster board with tears in his eyes. He kicked himself for being upset, but he thought things would be different this once. The house was empty, except for his nanny. "How'd you do?" she asked. Tim took his ribbon off and set it on the counter. "What's with the long face? You won!"

"I'm just tired," Tim mumbled. She nodded and let him go to his bedroom. He sat on the floor and shed tears, face hidden in folded arms.

His parents came home the day afterward, thinking they were in time for Tim's big day. "Told you we wouldn't miss your big day for anything-."

"It was yesterday," Tim interrupted, "I forgot to remind you that the timezone's a day ahead here..." Janet frowned and elbowed Jack.

"How'd you do?" Jack questioned.

"I got first place for fifth grade, but I'll know how I did for the school-wide part once the judges go over the fourth, fifth, and sixth winners," Tim answered. He couldn't be moved to display any excitement. He wanted to, but he also wanted them to feel bad for missing it. It was selfish and childish, but goddammit, he was the child. And it wasn't fair. They should've been there cheering him on like all the other parents.

"Oh wow! Tim, that's great news!" Janet exclaimed as she showered him with kisses. It made him feel better, but not enough to provoke a smile from him. "That must've been so exciting!"

"It was... I met Ted Kord and everything," Tim whispered.

"Ted Kord was there?" Jack questioned. Tim nodded.

"I got his autograph. It's on the back of my poster board," Tim replied. Jack picked up the poster board and turned it over.

"How about we get ice cream to celebrate?" Jack suggested. Tim shrugged.

Ice cream wouldn't fix this. Everyone's parents showed up. Except his. And he won! If there was any time when a tantrum was warranted, it'd be right then and there. "You guys promised," Tim cried, "You promised that you'd be there no matter what... And everybody's parents were there! Even the parents of the kids with dopey science projects were there! I worked really hard, and nobody showed up! It's not fair! It's not fair!"

Janet and Jack frowned. They weren't sure what to do with Tim's emotional outburst. To them, it seemed sudden. Janet sat on the floor, unsure what to say, so she reached for him. Tim fought her at first, but he eventually gave in. Jack messed up his hair. It didn't change anything because that wasn't what Tim wanted. Tim wanted an apology but wasn't willing to ask for one. It was the first and last time Tim openly displayed his anger and disappointment in them.

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Light Bringer spoilers ahead tread lightly

So this has been wandering around in my head non-stop since I started the Iron Gold tetralogy. It has been foreshadowed, lampshaded, cited and referenced multiple time in all the three books of the tetralogy.

The Rat War.

First mentioned when Dancer and Darrow talked about not being able to sleep. It lasted three years and Dancer fought in all of it. Everyone who fought could never forget it. No one bragged about those victories, no one mentioned those nightmares.

That was all given to us in Iron Gold. We forgot it. It was a step in the ladder of freedom.

Then Dark Age. Darrow, his few Howlers and the Free Legions, The Heart of the Republic military, are stranded in Mercury, cornered by Atalantia and fated to a hopeless battle. The Rat Legion, best of those who fought in the dreaded Rat War is among the Free Legion. We get so many references it is thrilling.

When the first battle on Mercury was won by Darrow, after a lot of casualties, the Rat Legion was the only one that seemed to have enough energy to help with relief efforts. Even while they were put on R&R, they were out helping the wounded. And all that after they had held Heliopolis for half a day against Ajax, who is a nightmare himself to half the Republic navy. Even after that, they are purging the Gorgons, without anti-rads, and still being the sturdy pillar of the remaining Free legionnaires.

There are absolutely none in the Republic who don't respect and admire them to the ends of the worlds. And none in the Society who doesn't dread having to fight the Rat Legion. Not in the tunnels, not on the surfaces.

It is without question the most fabled legion in the Republic, right after the Howlers and the Pegasus Legion. And it is all Reds. All Red soldiers from Mars, arguably the lowest Colour in the Society.

The Rat War, lead only by the Reds and Obsidians, the weakest and the dumbest according to the Society, is a tale of horror almost a decade after. And it will always be.

The Fear Knight, undoubtedly the scariest motherfucker alive in the whole Solar System was haunted by the Rat War. It was extreme how even the memories of it can chill the veterans to their bones, that is not to even think about the second coming of it.

There are so many Red veterans and Obsidian heroes from the Rat War, though not more than the casualties. And not one of them not eternally haunted by the deeds they did in the mines.

And then, finally, finally, we are given a brief description of how the Rat War was fought, followed by a short demo in Light Bringer. It was enough to chill the readers, especially after the Minotaur and Cicero were straight up whipped out of the tunnels after that. And then to see how just the threat of it was enough to make grown Golds pale. Those who have fought in it, and those who haven't.

In the end it wasn't the Golds or their ships or their artillery or their legions of trained gray soldiers who broke the chains completely from Mars. It was the Reds, in their own mines, with Obsidian braves. All by playing with darkness, sounds, temperatures and fear raised by the war chant of Obsidians. It was what made the Society's Golds shake in their limbs even years later.

And if that isn't the peak of strategy and psychological fear and the genius of Pierce Brown, I don't know what is. The Golds could smash Reds like ants but they wouldn't fight the Rat Legion in their own lifetimes.

I am personally so amazed by it I don't know if I crave a short Rat War spin-off, or just want to live in mystery for the rest of my life after reading THOSE little vague stories.