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[oceanremnants]

[LIVE BROADCAST]

PRIVATE - [APIS]; A Golden Rock within a Pebble.

<GRP> ARE YOU READY!!!! TO 1!!!!!!!! MEET!!!!!

<GRP> MYBESTESTFRIEND EVER FOREVER AND EVER !!!

<GRP> AAASIIIDE FROM YOUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

<APIS> ...Sure.

<APIS> Why not lol

[kakusboyfriend]

Atmey wormed into my heart by being absolutely pathetic and unbearably desperate. Massive ego this annoying self centered behavior that, Maya straight up says he's trying so hard to make a name for himself at all costs. He wants to be known so bad. And that's what's charming to me.

[genius-built-donatello]

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[anonymusbosch]

here's a tech tidbit for the day. in large part, the US's current lack of green energy isn't because the tech doesn't exist or that the tech isn't cheap/competitive with fossil fuels - it's because of bureaucratic tangles and permitting delays. Right now it can take new power projects five full years just to get approved to connect to the power grid. (On average, it's taking 3.7 years).

As of the end of 2021, there was over a terawatt of green energy storage waiting to get approval to connect to the grid. That's more than all the energy currently generated in the US. For the most part, these aren't completed projects waiting to connect - they're projects that are ready to build waiting for approval before they break ground, or are partially built and getting their application in so that they're not waiting between construction and transmission. Many requests in the queue will never get built (some because they can't afford to wait in line for five years, or lose land rights, or have their interconnect denied, or require costly restudies after design changes, or for unrelated reasons) but even if the historical rate of 25% of them were to succeed, that's still hundreds of gigawatts of power and enough to more-than-replace all the coal plants in the US.

That's not the only obstacle to construction (see also: transmission capacity, load balancing, environmental studies, permitting, and a host of other factors). To be clear: waving a magic wand and lifting this particular barrier wouldn't mean green energy right away forever. But this problem is a decent representative of the type of obstacle green energy faces. Generation and transmission of energy are - largely - cheap and efficient. Getting systems approved and integrated across a morass of local, state, and federal governments, utility companies, and ISOs? Slow and hard.

[awsteb]

the youtube ai is very smart (it removed an unlisted (private?) video i uploaded 4 years ago for "harassment and bullying" (it's literally just because of my friends and i calling each other stupid names.))

[clonettroopers]

andor is very good in my opinion but i can't help but feel like some of its messaging is undercut by the fact it's a disney property lmao

[viewmonster-deactivated20230122]

pulling my fucking teeth out. saying "Hey you shouldn't be getting off to shit that traumatizes people on the regular" to someone that happens to be trans is not the same as the US government being transphobic what are you people on.

[femmefaggot]

really really obsessed w whoever has the mayalara url. you should give it to my spren* but its fun.

[nepalenergyforum]

Powering Sustainable Growth: Regional Conference Focuses on Hydropower Development

A one-day regional conference was held on November 23, 2023, in Kathmandu, Nepal, with a focus on sustainable hydropower development. The conference brought together representatives from government, industry, and academia to discuss strategies for developing hydropower in a way that is sustainable and beneficial to all. In a keynote address, Minister for Energy, Water Resources and Irrigation,…

[jackhues]

it's not hate... | oscar piastri

note: okay so i was bored and i got a random inspiration i hope y'all like this <3 i think this will have 3/4 parts, but they might be split up if i reach the picture limit.

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader, logan x best friend!reader, one sided!enemies to lovers

next

faceclaim: various, from pinterest

youruser & logansargeant

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youruser: gang's back together 🤘

pinned youruser: welcome back to america @/logansargeant glad you could join us! -> user: i love how she seems sarcastic but i know babes is so happy he's back

user: logan living out his frat dreams

user: this would be logan daily if he didn't go into racing

user: wait i'm confused... who's this? -> user: y/n y/ln! from what we know, her and logan are best friends since they were born or something. she finished her undergrad, but i think she's doing law school now (?)

user: i ship -> user: ew

y/bffsuser: not pictured is the entire drink falling out -> logansargeant: it wasn't my fault! she moved her head -> youruser: yeah okay, blame the woman -> logansargeant: i blame when she's wrong. and you are. -> user: stop they're so sibling

yourmomsig: aw no one posted the pic of y/n falling off the bed during the fight -> youruser: MOM! -> logansargeant: i tried but she stole my phone -> user: well we know who the favorite child is now

y/bffsuser: @/yourprivuser no photo creds -> user: IS THAT Y/N'S PRIVATE USER???!!! I NEED TO BE ACCEPTER NOWWW this comment thread has been deleted

oscarpiastri has requested yourprivuser!

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y/bffspodcast

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y/bffspodcast: surprise episode out now! take a listen for exclusive deets on logan's love life, his best friends, and the time he almost became a dad to a baby crocodile

tagged: logansargeant

user: i'm sorry, logan did WHAT NOW?

user: A CROCODILE?? -> user: well he does live in florida

user: it's a crime that y/n and oscar haven't met before. i need the irl best and the f1 bestie to get together and spill tea on logan -> oscarpiastri: well we might have to change that this weekend -> user: OSCAR??!! PLEASE DO IT! I BEG!

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Y/BFFS PODCAST - TRANSMISSION timestamp: 4:40-8:23

y/bff: i mean, you've known y/n your whole life, right?

logan: my whole life, yup. like, i was maybe only a few hours old when i saw her for the first time. you already know this, but like we have the same birthday, december 31st 2000. and we're also born at the same time, in the same hospital, literally right across the hall from each other.

YB: same time? like seriously? how did i not know that?

LS: *laughs* i mean, same time. down to the minute, at least. it's why we call each other 'twin', we're born at the same time. and like our parent knew each other and joked that we might be born on the same day... little did they know

YB: *laughing* that's insane. oh my gosh, and you guys have just been best friends since then. i love that. i assume you're the one who's got all the younger high school stories about her. i got some college ones, but you have the real gold mine, don't you?

LS: i've got my fair share of our insane stories, yeah

YB: mind sharing one?

LS: i'm trying to think of one that's not absolutely insane... oh okay! so one time, we were in the pool, it was summer, and then y/n just stops trying to murder me with the pool noodle and goes still. i'm confused as hell, so i'm trying to see what she's doing but she tells me to shut up. she's watching the bushes around the pool, so i swim to the edge of the pool next to her, and the two of us are just watching the bushes. i have no idea what's going on, but y/n's waiting for something. and then, a baby croc starts walking out of it, and it's so small, but like it's mom was nowhere. we didn't know what to do. and y/n *laughs* y/n goes, "oh we have to adopt it". i'm like what? but she just start spiraling "oh we're his parents now. he just saw us. what if the mom died? i don't know how to feed a baby croc? but i have to learn, it's my baby croc now." finally she calms down, and we get everything sorted out, but she cried when we had to leave the baby crocodile. adopted it and all within three seconds of seeing it

YB: *laughing* i'm dead, oh my god that sounds like her though. that's so fucking funny, she made you a crocodile dad!

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Y/N ADJUSTED HER SUNGLASSES, the Miami sun nearly blinding her as she walked towards the paddock. Next to her, her racer best friend, Logan Sargeant, nearly skipped along next to her. She could feel his excitement at being able to race so close to home again, and it honestly helped lift her own spirits.

Logan smiled and waved at some cameras and fans nearby, grinning brightly and taking the time to stop and sign some stuff. Once the fans had trickled away, Logan made his way back to his best friend, throwing his arm over her shoulder.

"You okay?" he asked, turning his head away from the cameras so they couldn't read his lips.

"I'm great," she promised.

"It's not too late to change your mind," he reminded her. "We can say you were sick, or you weren't feeling well, or you just forgot, or-"

"-That I have diarrhea?" Y/N grinned a little. "You know, all of your solutions to this thing seem to involve me just running away or ignoring it."

"I mean, it's how you take on most of life," he shrugged.

"I've never felt more called out in life," she rolled her eyes. "Look, we've got a plan. I head over to the garage first, take a few pics, then say 'oh I have to go. I haven't even been to Williams' garage yet'. I've got this Logie, I promise. Besides, I don't even hate him. If I did, there would be a lot more violence threatened and swearing involved. I also would've blocked him."

Logan didn't look necessarily convinced, but he didn't argue either. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, "If you need anything, send me a 911 text. I'll be on standby the entire time, I swear."

Y/N smiled at the boy, waving goodbye as she dropped him off to the Williams garage.

"I know you'll be there," she smiled. "It's what we do. Be there for each other."

MEANWHILE, IN THE MCLAREN GARAGE, the Aussie driver was pacing back and forth, turning back to the entrance every few seconds.

"Yeah, great job at being subtle, Osc," Lando Norris, his teammate, commented sarcastically. "Who're you even waiting for?"

"Y/N," Oscar answered simply.

Normally, he'd engage in banter with his Brit teammate, but he was too nervous to give answers longer than a few words. He was finally going to see Y/N, in person. Not on the other side of a screen, not a flash of hair that ran away too quickly, not a caller ID he'd see on Logan's phone all too often. After all these years, he was finally going to be able to see her, face to face.

He had to admit, he did seem a little pathetic trying to contact her. But the DM he'd sent years ago on her public account had never gone through. And he'd left it, thinking maybe they weren't meant to know each other, simply to know of each other.

But then he'd seen her private instagram, with so few followers, he knew that she wouldn't be able to miss it. But maybe she didn't use it, or maybe it was an old account, but he had no luck on that account either.

He finally mustered the courage to ask Logan for her number and just reach out. He was surprised and a little shocked she said yeah, but he was in too deep now to change his mind.

"Oooh, who's Y/N?" Lando teased. "Is she a girlfriend?"

Oscar whipped his head towards his teammate, narrowing his eyes at him.

"Why are you a literal child?" he asked. "Y/N's a friend. Well, she's a friend of Logan's. His best friend. And everyone found out the two of us never met each other, and they went crazy saying we have to meet and whatnot. So I invited her here to take a few pictures."

Lando tilted his head, almost as if he was dissecting the truth behind Oscar's words.

"Logan? Logan Sargeant's best friend? Her name's Y/N?"

"Yes, Lando. And everyone says I'm his best friend in racing, so we have to meet or something."

"Alright, I believe you," Lando decided. "Call me when she gets here, I want to take pictures with her too."

"Sure," Oscar answered nonchalantly.

Turns out, there was no need to call him over, because a second after he'd said that, she walked in.

Oscar stared at her as she looked around the garage, her eyes drinking in just how different it was from the Williams' garage that she was used to.

Lando made a noise between a snort and a laugh, causing Oscar to glare at him.

"No, nothing," Lando nodded to himself, ignoring Oscar's silent question. He cupped his hands over his mouth, shouting across the garage, "Y/N!"

Her head whipped over to the sound of her name, her posture relaxing the slightest bit as she realized it was only Lando and Oscar and not some random person. She didn't exactly know them, never even met them, but she knew enough of them to be a little comfortable.

She smiled slightly as she reached them, "Hey. How are you guys?"

Lando looked to Oscar, who simply stared at Y/N, before decided to take the reigns. "We're good, thanks for asking. I'm Lando, my friend here is Oscar, and I assume you already know that."

"Yeah, I watch enough F1 to know that," she smiled, falling into easy conversation with the Brit.

"Well it's nice to know you didn't take an invitation from a man who's name you didn't know," Lando joked. "That's what I call important information."

"I went a step further and made sure he was known by a friend of mine," Y/N continued the banter. "My best friend." She turned to acknowledge Oscar, "Logan spoke highly of you for a long time now. It's nice to finally be able to meet you."

"Yeah, same," he nodded. "I mean, Logan's spoke a lot about you too. All the time. He still does. It's nice to meet you too."

Oscar resisted the urge to close his eyes and curse himself out.

Y/N didn't seem to mind his stuttering and stumbling. In fact, her posture seemed to straighten out a bit, and her smile turned a little bit more warm.

She was beginning to realize that no matter how bad Logan had gotten it, Oscar was human too. He was new to this, and he probably had someone defending him the way she defended Logan. Maybe she was a little harsh on him. She just didn't like how it wasn't fair.

It was why she wanted to be a lawyer. She wanted to try and make things fair for people.

But in defending Logan with her entire heart and soul... she was being unfair to Oscar. She could try and be nice. It's only for a few minutes. After that, she could go back to avoiding him.

"So, how do you wanna do the pictures?" Y/N asked. "We should get them done now, I might have to leave early if my laptop doesn't work. I have a few assignments due."

"Right, yeah," Oscar nodded. "We can- uh-"

"The lighting's nice over there," Lando pointed out. "I'll take the picture of you guys."

"You don't wanna be in it?" Y/N asked.

"No, I'm alright," Lando smiled. "Unfortunately, I'm not best friends with Logan, unlike you two. Besides, I'm pretty good with a camera."

Y/N frowned at the reminder that Lando was one of the drivers who wasn't friends with Logan. She quickly fixed her expression, but Oscar noticed (only because he'd has his eyes on her ever since she entered). He was tempted to ask her about it, but she smiled and his brain froze up.

"Alright then, let's take the picture."

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youruser

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youruser: miami, you were fun 🤍

tagged: logansargeant, landonorris, oscarpiastri

pinned youruser: to my haters: fuck you, i'm always proud of logan. no matter what. i chose him as my best friend and i'll choose him again every time. i'm just sad y'all have never loved someone so much to understand what it means to always be proud of them, no matter any outcome. he's my best friend, my brother, and the outcome of race isn't going to change that

pinned youruser: i heard there was a logan's besties meet up @/oscarpiastri -> oscarpiastri: oh yeah, did you end up making it? -> youruser: swipe to find out!

landonorris: same time next race 👀👀 -> youruser: wanna do my class for me?? -> landonorris: i will understand nothing. -> oscarpiastri: as if you understand anything ever -> landonorris: all grown up now, are you? -> oscarpiastri: shut up

mclaren: it was a pleasure having you stop by! next time, you should stay for longer! -> williamsracing: stop stealing her from us

williamsracing: loved having you around for the weekend!

alex_albon: wowwww, i didn't even make the cut this weekend -> youruser: all the pics i took of you were 0.5s -> alex_albon: thanks for showing some mercy

user: stop she looks so pretty

user: logan bestie meet up... but where's logan? -> user: getting attacked by a haas in his home race -> user: oof

user: TELL EM GIRL!

user: i want what she and logan have. like they'd DIE for each other

oscarpiastri: it was great to finally meet you! hopefully it's not the last time either -> user: boy please TRY to be subtle

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PART TWO

notes: i hope y'all liked this, don't forget to like + reblog! alsoo... comment on this part (not any others) if you want to be tagged, i might not respond but i'll add you to the taglist if you comment.

but my tags don't always work, so you might want to follow my writing tag 'naqia writes!' or the tag for this short series 'the bsf of my bsf! series' so they show up on your dash at some point :)

[greyturned]

send ⑁ to sit on my muse’s lap. alternatively, send ღ for my muse to sit on your muse’s lap @liftingrocks​​​ sent:    ⑁

        IT FELT DIFFERENT,    STRANGE EVEN,    TO BE SO OPEN.      sitting in civilian clothes that were rather unassuming and generic,    typical for the area and perfect for blending in even with his imposing stature and demeanor.      tucked away just enough to not be in anyone’s line of sight or way but not in such a way that would make it seem like he was trying not to be seen.      they haven’t done this with any frequency before,    it was generally something they both agreed to avoid,    preferring to stick to the cover of the trees and remain unknown,    unseen and unheard.      people walked past him without a second glance,    no glimmer of recognition,    his face had still yet to circulate far but hers,    hers had been plastered everywhere with either a price attached to it,    or a message.

        it was hard to pretend that they were just another couple out enjoying the nice,    warm weather after a period of rain.      he could still smell how the rain had soaked the ground,    the scent of wet soil was strong in that area.      Kylo wondered if any there realized that one of the couples around them was not as ordinary as they seemed,    but were,    in fact,    the last Jedi and the Supreme Leader of the First Order.      if one wrong person saw either of them---

        but Kylo knew the importance of this,    knew how special it would be for his bondmate.      to pretend that they were just another ordinary couple enjoying and ordinary day,    time spent together enjoying it and the sun and the atmosphere.      a date.      Kylo had been wanting to give this to her for a while,    it was the care he had to put into planning it that delayed him for so long.      part of him,    the foolish dreamer part of him,    wanted to whisper that there could be a chance for this when the war ended.      the uncertainty of their futures aside,    Kylo didn’t want to wait so long that they risk never seeing it.

        Kylo was pulled from his thoughts when Rey returned with their food,    Sorgan didn’t have a lot but there was a comfort in their simplicity.      it was a far cry better from First Order rations,    which Kylo was too busy to have anything but lately and he was growing sick of it.      he gave her a small smile and a thanks,    but he could tell by the look on his bondmate’s face that she’d picked up something off about him.

        Kylo looked up at Rey as she moved closer to him,    leaned back to give her room when she slid into his lap.      his hands came up on instinct to frame her waist as she got settled to hold.      her hands found their way into his hair,    and she didn’t need to ask.      a sigh left him with an apologetic brush against her Force signature.       ❝      it’s nothing,    i was just thinking.      i’m not . . .      used to sitting so open.      ❞

[oceanremnants]

[890005.66]

PRIVATE - First Dewdrop of Morning, Fifth Sunrise; UPSILON.

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<FDM> you.

<UPSILON> ...Me?

<FDM> i'm getting married. to EA.

<UPSILON> I'm quite aware! You've seemed quite excited in your endless sharing of the wonderful news, and for good reason! I'm very happy for the two of you.

<FDM> right...

<FDM> ...

<UPSILON> Is something the matter?

<FDM> ...........

<FDM> i'm inviting you. this is your invitation.

<UPSILON> ...You are? Truly?

<UPSILON> I

<UPSILON> This is a massive honor. Thank you, Sunrise.

<FDM> ...no problem.

<FDM> just make sure to come with an overseer. or maybe a bodyguard...

<UPSILON> Is that a threat?

<FDM> it's a warning. mess up even once and i'll give ea full permission to snap off your eartennae and

<FDM> i dunno. stab your puppet with them? but they're too soft to stab anything...

<UPSILON> Out of anything you could possibly recall about our previous friendship, you remember how soft my eartennae are?

<FDM> i remember every upgrade i've given to others or otherwise assisted with the creation in. you arent special.

<UPSILON> Of course, of course.

<FDM> ...

<FDM> you already know about the +1 rule?

<UPSILON> One additional guest per each invited persons, yes!

<FDM> you're going to invite ftl. that isn't a question.

<FDM> please try to keep the bullying to a minimum.

<UPSILON> I would never dream of harassing EA. Let alone at his own wedding!

<UPSILON> Especially not by acquiring one of your own upgrades and using it to pour a bucket of water on their head.

<FDM> ...

<FDM> you

<FDM> MY UPGRADE?????

<UPSILON> And FTL would obviously not assist in making sure that she's as soaking wet as the sopping wet slugcat everyone knows her to be, of course...

<FDM> MY FUCKING UPGRADE. THAT I MADE?

<UPSILON> Perhaps we could even flood the place a tad... Annoy the rest of the guests, and tarnish his reputation along with it~

<FDM> NOOOO

<FDM> SHE DOESNT HAVE A REPUTATION TO TARNISH

<FDM> LEAVE HER LOOONE

<UPSILON> Do you have any better ideas?

<FDM>

<FDM> ...

<UPSILON> ...?

<FDM> well,

<FDM> blood, for one...

<UPSILON> Blood.

<FDM> real blood.

<UPSILON> ...Real blood??

<FDM> vivisection's getting covered in fake slow-drying blood, for our wedding.

<FDM> slow-drying so they aren't just... sticky... the whole time.

<FDM> so,

<UPSILON> Real blood could hardly ruin one's ensemble, but it absolutely would put one in a sticky situation~!

<FDM> ...were you always this disgustingly corny.

<UPSILON> You were cornier, dear brother.

<FDM> i refuse to believe this slander and i'm cutting comms.

<UPSILON> NoooOOOOOO

<FDM> ...do sort of have to go now though

<UPSILON> .Oh.

<UPSILON> Well. It certainly was fun chatting again, my littlest of brothers~!

<UPSILON> Keep in touch?

<FDM> once my vacation's over.... maybe.

<FDM> ...good chat.

<FDM> see you later, yoops.

<UPSILON> Goodbye, Sunrise!

<UPSILON> Wait-

-=COMMUNICATIONS TERMINATED=-

[kakusboyfriend]

The stolen turnabout is special bc it gave me the most pathetic twink imaginable And his hot wife who loves him to death... Only for me to, what. Get hopelessly attached to the biggest loser known to man.

Like leave it to the aromantic to misunderstand simple directions. Who the fuck is Luke Atmey.

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[awsteb]

if you’re a young person who is tall, active, muscly and/or have been overweight most of you life you need to stay out of ed spaces. obviously everyone does but even past the casual “me not you” fatphobia it’s also riddled with sizism, calling weights that would probably kill me (a 173cm stocky person on T) “““high”““, never elaborating for lifestyles outside of a short, flat, never-been-obese woman who doesn’t have muscle. i don’t care if it’s “only for you” the longer you go on publicly acting like 120, 130, 140 pounds is a “high weight” and means you’re “fat” the more it slowly gets drilled into our subconscious that we need to kill ourselves harder

[griefdestined]

@drgnbld​ asked: "Ben, I need you to take a look at something." swoops in for a kiss. :)

          He’s engrossed fully by the words on the datapad. Is it a cheesy romance that will probably have Anakin making fun of him if his Padawan found out? Absolutely. But it’s good. And the main character had just made it back to the Force stones trailed by the military men chasing after her. Obi-Wan had to find out if the stones would send her back or not. 

❝ Hmm, ❞ he hums distractedly turning his head in the direction of the the other at the sound of their voice, but Obi-Wan’s eyes remained glued to his book. 

          A noise of surprise leaves him as Lance swoops in for a chaste kiss. A dusting of a blush rises in his cheeks at the innocent and adorable gesture. Just as Lance is pulling away Obi-Wan turns more fully towards the other, hand outstretching to rest at the back of Lance’s neck and pull him back in for a more intimate kiss. 

❝ Interrupting my reading dear comes with a charge, I’m afraid your kiss wasn’t quite enough to cover it, ❞ he murmurs with a sly grin.