#astrophysicist kittens

[glynnisi]

Some Days You Just Need a Blanket Nest

“Is that the last of them?” Sam Wilson was out of breath as he shoved another grousing Hydra soldier towards the prison transport bus. “Cut your whining, man,” Sam added to the grunt.

The attack on the Upstate base had been sudden and brutal.

Some of the Avengers had returned just after the Hydra forces had stalled in their attack on the science labs.  Apparently, an astrophysicist used her experimental know-how to transport attackers into the tops of various trees in the woods around the base. Few of them had found their way back down from their unwelcome perches about two hundred feet in the air. Falcon had flown over fifty of them to the ground where Steve and Natasha processed and loaded them into a prison transport.

Steve grinned, “yes, Sam. That’s the last. Nice work.”

“Nice work, my tired ass. You two need to get a way to fly so you can be more useful.” Sam rubbed one aching arm. He looked up, still scanning treetops as he chuckled to himself. “That was a pretty funny thing to come back to. When the alarms sounded, I was actually worried about our scientists. Silly me.”

Steve’s grin faded. “Me, too.” He kept his eyes on the paperwork he was finishing, avoiding Natasha’s knowing gaze.

“Why don’t you go check on her, Cap? I’m sure she’d appreciate your thanks for dealing with the bad guys for us,” Natasha’s tone was smooth, as always. And, she was right. It was the sort of thing he should do. It had nothing to do with the overwhelming, heart-racing attraction he felt for Dr. Foster’s pretty assistant, Darcy Lewis.

Steve nodded, nervously shifting in place as he finished signing the transfer papers. “Sure.” He glanced at the transport as it began to leave. Fighting bad guys? Easy. Talking to beautiful women? Terrifying.

***

Steve’s nervousness was supplanted by concern as he got closer to the astrophysics lab. There was ample evidence of violence and destruction. Base Security had put out fires, started repairing breakage, and was gathering evidence- including many bullet casings. Blood spattered walls and floors. Injured people were still being tended to and transported to the Medical bay.

A breaching ram lay on the floor, discarded after it had shattered the astrophysics lab door. Steve stepped over it and knocked on the bent door frame, looking around carefully. The computers were on. Energy rods hummed. A cushion-less couch sat, forlorn. “Hello?” Steve called, stomach tightening with anxiety that the first question he’d asked on arriving at the base had been answered incorrectly, that Darcy Lewis had been harmed after all.

“Hi.” Her voice was soft, muffled.

Steve made his way further into the lab. “Miss Lewis? Are you okay?” He stopped, brow furrowed, as he stared. He knelt and peered under the blankets and into a carefully-arranged construct of cushions, pillows, and blankets. Two sets of wide eyes blinked back at him.

“Some days you just need a blanket nest. Today’s one of those days. You can call me Darcy, if you like.” Darcy held her kitten close under her chin. “Have you met Leia?”

Steve shook his head. “Isn’t that a name out of the Star Wars movies?”

“Yeah. She’s a self-rescuing princess.” Darcy’s voice shook.

Steve nodded. “Good thing to be. Cute kitty, too.” His eyes darted from corner to corner of the blanket nest. “Is she doing okay? It must’ve gotten scary in here.” He kept his voice low, hoping to soothe.

Darcy nodded. “Yeah. She’s pretty tough. But, she needed help calming down. They got too close.”

“So, you made the perfect blanket nest.” Steve grinned at her and sat on the ground. His grin widened as Darcy launched into a detailed explanation of the importance of cushions and soft blankets- all arranged ‘just so.’ She waved her hands and pushed her glasses up as she talked. The tremble in her voice got less pronounced as she warmed to her subject. He was charmed, his attraction to her increasing with every word out of her mouth. When Darcy paused her explanation to take a breath, he apologized, “I’m sorry we weren’t here to protect you. Thank you for all you did to protect the base. You were brave, resourceful.”

Darcy’s head dropped and he heard tears in her voice. “I’m sorry I couldn’t get them out faster. I’m sorry people got hurt.”

“You can only do so much, only be so many places at once. You did great.” Steve assured her, hand flexing as he itched to reach out and offer her more comfort.

Darcy nodded and sniffed, getting hold of herself again. “Guess you know all about that.” She wiped her eyes and looked up, forcing a grin back into place.

“I do.” Steve gave her a soft smile. “You okay, Darcy?”

“I’ll be fine.” Darcy assured him. “Thanks for checking on us, Cap. Leia’s flattered to get top-brass attention.”

Steve winced, “I’m not… Don’t like to think of myself that way.” He hesitated. “I’d prefer you call me Steve.”

“But… isn’t this just an official admin welfare check?” Darcy chuckled, rueful.

Steve shook his head and took a deep breath, admitting, “not entirely.” He shrugged, “I could’ve sent someone else. I wanted to see that you’re okay for myself, though.”

“Why’s that?” Darcy tone shifted.

“You interest me.” Steve shrugged, his voice shaking. He couldn’t meet her inquisitive gaze.

Darcy studied him, seeing the shift from confident to nervous. “Huh. You’re really cute, Steve. Adorable, actually.”

Steve’s expression shifted. “I don’t hear those words used to describe me all that much.”

“If people saw you get flustered like that you would.” She grinned.

He winced, “flustered?”

Darcy nodded. “Yeah. And… interesting. You interest me, too.”

Steve met her gaze then and grinned. “Would you be interested in getting coffee together?”

She nodded. “Yes. I would. Carpè diem and all that.”

Steve stood and reached out a hand to help her up.

fin

#glynnisi #glynnisista8 on ao3 #mine #a NEW! Rapid Imagining #would you look at that #self rescuing princess Darcy #shieldshockfanfic #shieldshock #starcy #darcy lewis x steve rogers #steve rogers #darcy lewis #darcy x steve #captain america #thor movies #avengers #mcu #non-canon otp #blanket nest post inspired

[10-days-of-freakin-olives]

✨️Take A Prompt, Leave A Prompt✨️

or; Various Ineffable Spouses Fic Ideas I've Had That I'll Probably Never Write

(If you write it, lmk so I can read it!)

▫️Crowley is a glam metal musician sent by his label to poach Aziraphale, a rising star in neo-classical music, from their old label

▫️Crowley is a forgotten minor deity, Aziraphale discovers him and becomes his only worshipper (and they both like it that way)

▫️Grease-style flipped AU where Crowley is Sandy and Aziraphale is Danny, but they're somehow not out of character

▫️Aziraphale streams peaceful ambient harp music on Twitch and anxious/stressed businessperson Crowley has been a fan for several months and now can't sleep without harp music in the background

▫️Crowley is a fireman and Aziraphale is a paramedic and on the job is the least romantic way they could possibly meet

▫️Aziraphale is a stage magician stuck in the body of a rabbit and Crowley is a country healer who's tired of this stupid rabbit eating their turnips

▫️Savvy stray cat Crowley meets pampered housecat Aziraphale and his kitten Muriel after a frankly unhinged butler tries to murder them both for their inheritance

▫️Weirdly honorable pirate captain Aziraphale and ludicrously immoral British Naval captain Crowley are constantly engaged in what they call battles of wits on the high seas that their respective crews are pretty sure are just bouts of really weird nautical flirting

▫️Long-forgotten imaginary friend Aziraphale very reluctantly hosts the monthly Forgotten Friends meeting and is introduced to Crowley, a newly-forgotten imaginary friend with anger issues

▫️StargateAtlantis!AU where Aziraphale is the head of the linguistics department on Atlantis and Crowley is an astrophysicist that's been brought on now that Atlantis is back in contact with Earth

▫️Baker!Aziraphale really wishes Crowley, the astonishingly rude owner of the new rival pastry shop across the road, wasn't also kind of pretty and way too good at their job

▫️Stage actor Aziraphale is having trouble transitioning to Hollywood, but at least Crowley in wardrobe is hot

▫️DramaTuber Metatron keeps trying to manufacture beef between Youtubers he doesn't approve of, and FashionTuber Crowley and FoodTuber Aziraphale are really tired of quashing all the rumors about rivalries and pretend to be dating to try to get one over on him

#good omens fanfiction #good omens #writing prompts #olivesoriginals

[troublcmakcrs]

     @monmuses  〢  cont from here .

Tweek offers a queasy smile—not that Butters is making him more nervous than his baseline.  The other is one of the least judgmental people Tweek knows, which is why he accepted the invite more readily than he would with anyone else.  “It’s your house,” he says, feeling something pulse in his bottom left eyelid.  He squeezes his eyes shut to quell the feeling, but when he opens them again, it has simply migrated to the upper lid.  “I don’t figure I have the right to mind much.”  Besides, it’s not like he has anywhere better to be.

He drops his gaze into the bitter pitch in his own mug, dirty, chipped fingernails rapping against the orange-striped kitten on the side, when Butters says he hopes he’s well.  Tweek has long come to terms with the fact that he will never be ‘well’ by anyone else’s standards, and he has been trying to come up with his own definition of the word.  “Well enough…”  It is a better day—he knows where he is, and the static-laced murmuring coming from Butters’ kitchen wall is easy enough to ignore.

Tweek knows he could get away with lying.  He could tell Butters he graduated school early and is now an accomplished astrophysicist, and the guy would probably believe him, or at least feel too guilty to dispute it.  But honesty, albeit a sugarcoated version, is perhaps the better policy here.  “Between jobs at the moment,” he confesses quietly because that sounds a lot better than admitting he’s a degenerate spazz who couldn’t hold anything down if his goddamn life depended on it.

He takes a long sip from his own mug and looks back at Butters, managing a smile that’s a bit steadier than his last.  “I’ll be all right, though—I’m looking.  You’re in school now, aren’t you?”  He’s always admired his classmates who successfully graduated and went on to college.  It’s such a ‘simple’ thing, but as someone who never has and probably never will be able to manage it, Tweek can’t help but want to live a little vicariously.  “How’s that?”

#ic :: ( tweek ) #int :: ( thread ) #ver :: adult . early ( tweek ) #monmuses #//huu... this ran away from me i'm so sorry LKFJDLSKJDF #//i canNOT shut up

[curiousb]

The Knightley Family Album: Volume VII

Martha wanted a kitten, so a kitten she gets! Meet Maggie - named after Martha’s favourite female astrophysicist.

It’s very soon decided that Maggie needs a friend of her own kind, so it's off to the pet shop to find her a suitable companion.

Martha falls hopelessly in love with the very handsome Kevin!

Look at him - isn’t he gorgeous?!

Ooh, Ellen’s shopping!

There’s just time to say hello to the fishies,

before taking Kevin home and getting him settled in.

Summer evening cuddles on the porch for George and Mary.

Followed by a spot of random window cleaning.

Kevin quickly becomes attached to his Sims.

But he’s not yet sure about this other cat who has the audacity to play with his toy!

Maggie’s taking other liberties too.

Ah, friends - hurrah!

Maggie’s stats:

~ Scorpio

~ Hyper / Aggressive / Pigpen

Kevin’s stats:

~ Aries

~ Genius / Lazy / Friendly / Aggressive

Martha has another new friend too - she and Erasmus have bonded over a shared love of chess, and he’s not easy to beat!

#sims 2 #gameplay #merybury #george knightley #mary bennet #martha knightley #maggie knightley #kevin knightley #ellen frost #erasmus collins #knightley family

[fail-boat]

The kittens are having fun tonight.

#foster kittens #astrophysicist kittens #Jocelyn Bell Burnell #Jocelyn the alcoholic kitten #Vera Cooper Rubin #Neil deGrasse Tyson #play time #kittens #kitten video #cat video

[jobean12-blog]

Spaced Out

Pairing: Chris Beck x reader (Professor Beck AU)

Word Count: 1,240

Summary: Getting a PhD in astrophysics was always something you wanted to accomplish. That is, until you meet your new professor...now you want something else. 

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ Back to School Week and the continuation of drunk drabbles and the awesome prompt below from @buckstaybucky​ Hope you enjoy this! I went a little more soft but the underlying spice is there. Thank you all for reading! Much love always! ❤❤❤

Warnings: Fluff, awkward flirting, some sexy flirting, lingering glanes, soft touches, mutual pining sort of haha, spicy ending

Class ends and you’re still seated, the pencil in your hands tapping the paper in sync with your foot against the floor. You erase your work for the 100th time and grunt in frustration, throwing down your pencil and stuffing your things into the bag. A pair of large hands land on your desk and sparking blue eyes meet yours, “having some trouble?”

You give Professor Beck a small smile, discreetly inhaling his scent while he’s so close, “I just can’t get this last equation, it’s driving me nuts.”  He shakes his head in understanding, walking back to the desk and grabbing his things. “I have office hours in 15 minutes. Come by and we’ll look at it.” Your voice is small when you reply, “ok, thanks Professor. See you soon.”

You wait for him to leave, pretending like you’re looking for something in your backpack. When you’re sure he’s gone you get your phone and quickly call your roommate. “Oh my god, Nat!!! It worked. I’m going to his office in a few so he can ‘help’ me with the problem.” She giggles into the phone, “I knew it. Enjoy the view while you study.”

Hanging up you crush the phone to your chest and rush out, walking down the long hallway to his office. The door is slightly ajar, so you lightly knock and push it open. Professor Beck is seated at his desk and immediately looks up, smiling and motioning for you to come in. “Have a seat here, we have some more room.”

You sit at the table in the corner and pull out your book, opening it up and showing him the problem. He looks it over then settles his gaze on you, “I’m pretty sure you were one of the only students to get the same problem right on this week’s exam. What are you stuck on?” Placing your hands in your lap you clasp them together and try to think of a sensible answer. “Oh um, right. For some reason, this one is throwing me off.”

He smiles knowingly and leans over you, picking up your pencil and filling in some numbers. The whole time he’s talking and explaining the work your eyes are focused on the paper, but your mind is elsewhere. Every so often his arm brushes your shoulder and when he turns to look at you his lips are only inches away form yours.

“Does that make sense now?” Tearing yourself away you glance back down at the problem, nodding way too enthusiastically and fumbling around to gather your things. “Yes. Totally does. Thank you, I don’t know what was going on.” He gives you some space, leaning back against the desk and crossing his long legs at his feet. “I’m here all the time so don’t hesitate to come in for help.”

Throwing him a sweet smile you run to the door, slamming it shut and rushing down the hall. Once you get outside the building you call Nat and tell her the whole story, your face heating from awkwardness. “I can’t believe I didn’t think of that. He even gave me this look that said, ‘I’m on to you.’” Nat scoffs, “well he didn’t get to be an astrophysicist without being smart, she jokes.

The next day in class you notice that his eyes linger a little longer than necessary and at the end you find yourself following him back to his office again to go over another problem. “So, what’s stumping you today?” He stands by the table and waits for your explanation. “I uh…well, I got this far but I can’t figure out if there is a change in photon frequency after scattering or if it’s just a change in direction…” You trail off, feeling the blush creep up your cheeks under the weight of his stare.

“Ok, well if you remember the example I used in class today you can just do this,” he takes the pencil from between your fingers and scribbles some numbers down and finishes off the equation. When you look up from the paper his eyes are on your lips and for a moment time stops and all you hear is the blood rushing to your ears.

A loud knock startles you both and he clears his throat, standing and heading to the door, “come in.” You quickly go back to your work and pretend to be busy until he finishes the conversation. When you hear him say goodbye you stand and gather your things, holding them haphazardly in your arms and spinning on your heels.

You smash right into his chest, causing everything to fall from your arms. He trips over his words while he apologizes, bending down to help you clean up. Your papers are strewn about and he reaches for some that came out of your notebook, picking one up and looking over your work. “You have the same problem worked out perfectly right here, y/n.”

Snatching it from his hand you stuff it into your bag along with your other belongings, “oh, yea. I forgot all about that. I’ve been so spaced out lately.” He raises a brow but politely chuckles at your space joke. “Ok, well this PhD program is really tough but you’re doing great.” You mumble a thanks and say goodbye, stumbling over your own feet on the way out.

When you’re out of sight you rest your back to the wall and let out a breath, gathering yourself before calling Nat and telling her how ridiculous you’re acting. “Come on babe, it sounds like he was gonna kiss you if you didn’t get interrupted. Don’t give up.” After agreeing to one more office visit you hang up and try to think of a way to not make a fool of yourself tomorrow.

Thankfully, it’s exam day so you’re busy from the moment you sit down. You have one more question to do but class ends. “Why don’t you come by my office so you can finish that then I’ll grade it.” You nod and take the familiar walk down the hallway, sitting at the small table and trying to concentrate. “Are you stuck?” he asks, sitting across from you at the table.

“Um, no, I think I got this one. Thanks.” You drop your eyes and will yourself to focus but you feel the heat of his gaze. “I can’t focus on this right now,” you mutter, dropping the pencil and folding your arms across your chest. “And why is that?” he purrs, pulling the paper across the table. You don’t answer while you watch him check it over. “These answers are all correct and I’m sure the last one will be too. Tell me, why do you keep coming here for help when you clearly don’t need it.” Throwing caution to the wind you let the words slide off your tongue in a breathy whisper, “because I want something else.”  

The paper drops to the table and he sits forward, resting his face on his hand, “and what is it that you want?” You meet him halfway, his eyes traveling over your face and lingering on the open buttons at your chest, “oh Professor Beck, you’re a smart man. I think you know exactly what that is.” His hand falls from his jaw and his fingers reach out to brush the hair from your face, “I want to hear you say it.”

@aesthetical-bucky​ @auro-ora​ @bugsbucky​ @buckys-broody-muffin​ @buckys-minty-breath​ @buckstaybucky​ @breezy1415​ @buckys-henley​ @bucky-on-my-mind​ @buckosawrus​ @book-dragon-13​ @chuuulip​ @eurynome827​ @hiddles-rose​ @hawksmagnolia​ @hailmary-yramliah​ @ikaris-whore​ @itsunclebucky​ @imgaril-lindru​ @jhangelface0523​ @jewels2876​ @loricameback​ @lorilane33​ @lokilvrr​ @littledarlinhavefaithinme​ @littleredstarfish​ @mushyjellybeans​ @marvelandotherfandomimagines​ @marvelgirl7​ @nano--raptor​ @pinkdiamond1016​ @randomfandompenguin​ @sallycanwait68​ @softpeachbarnes​ @tuiccim​ @this-kitten-is-smitten​ @the-wayward-robot​ @yansi1923​

#chris beck #chris beck x reader #chris beck x reader fluff #professor!beck #professor!beck x reader #chris beck drabble #chris beck imagine #chris beck fanfiction #dr. chris beck #dr. chris beck x reader #professor au #chris beck professor au #chris beck x you #professor!beck x reader fluff #chris beck x reader smut #chris beck fluff #chris beck smut #sebastian stan #hbc back to school week #hbc drunk drabbles

[hypmic-writings]

Mad Trigger Crew

Key: ♡ = headcanons; ✼ = scenarios; Bold = NSFW

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♡ MTC NSFW headcanons~

♡ MTC ideal type~

♡ MTC in a zombie apocalypse~

♡ MTC being protective~

♡ MTC wedding day headcanons~

♡ MTC and pregnancy announcements~

✼ Poly!MTC - 42. “I don’t think we’re going to make it out this time”

♡ MTC when they're drunk~

♡ MTC beach day~

♡ MTC with an s/o who's deaf/hard of hearing~

♡ MTC with a Brazillian s/o~

♡ MTC meeting their crush at a mixed onsen~

♡ MTC watching the sunset with their s/o~

♡ MTC with an s/o who is extremely pessimistic~

♡ MTC taking care of you when you're drunk~

♡ MTC when their kids ask how babies are made~

♡ MTC when you don't bother drying your hair after showers~

♡ MTC when you're an astrophysicist~

♡ MTC when their Brazillian s/o gives them pet names~

♡ MTC when they take care of your fancy cat for you~

♡ MTC when they get confessed to at a random place~

♡ MTC when they go to a club~

♡ MTC when they accidentally say something mean to you~

♡ MTC when you get attacked outside of your work and they save you~

♡ MTC when you have two younger brothers~

♡ MTC when they ask you to move in with them~

♡ Riou x Samatoki relationship headcanons~

♡ Juto x Samatoki relationship headcanons~

♡ Samatoki relationship headcanons~

♡ How he celebrates your birthday~

♡ Samatoki cuddling headcanons~

✼ Samatoki running into his crush~

♡ Samatoki NSFW headcanons~

♡ Samatoki husband headcanons~

✼ Samatoki - 38. “I just wanted an easy day with my boyfriend. What’s so wrong with that?”

✼ Samatoki - 34. “The way you flirt is shameful.”

✼ Samatoki - 50. “Don’t use me as an example. I wasn’t a good kid.”

♡ Being in a triple relationship with Samatoki and Ichiro headcanons~

♡ Being in a triple relationship with Samatoki and Ichiro headcanons pt 2~

♡ When he accidentally runs into his childhood crush after many years~

✼ Samatoki - 20. "I’m sorry if this upsets you, but I’m going to marry her/him.”

♡ When his s/o has night terrors~

♡ When they walk in on their s/o changing~

✼ When you're Nemu's friend and you confess to him~

♡ When their s/o is depressed and having a bad day~

♡ Comforting his s/o and reassuring them that he loves them~

✼ Samatoki showing his s/o off to MCD~

♡ When his s/o plays video games for hours~

♡ When his fem s/o is self-conscious of being 'masculine'~

✼ Samatoki - 69. “Not now, there are people here!”(NSFW)

✼ Samatoki x male!reader - 62. “I am not a bottom!”(NSFW)

✼ Samatoki - 59. “Purr for me, kitten”(NSFW)

✼ Samatoki - 4. “How is your hair so soft?”

✼ Samatoki - 54. “God, you feel so good”(NSFW)

✼ Samatoki - 1. “You look stunning tonight”

♡ Kink headcanons~ (NSFW)

♡ When he's your best friend~

♡ When you come out as nonbinary and want to use male pronouns~

♡ First date headcanons~

♡ When you don't look after yourself properly~

✼ When you're insecure about being underweight~

♡ When their s/o is smooth~

♡ When he's your best friend~

♡ When his shy s/o starts swearing~

♡ Losing your virginity to Samatoki (NSFW)~

♡ Jealousy headcanons~

♡ TDD -when they take care of your tiny, hyperactive dog~

✼ When he's being soft with you~

♡ When their s/o is being stalked~

♡ TDD - when they pick you up bridal style~

✼ When you go on a spontaneous date with Samatoki~

♡ When they help you through a migraine~

♡ When he's your friend with benefits (NSFW)~

♡ TDD - what they smell like~

♡ When they have a Singaporean s/o that wants to teach the Singlish~

♡ When their s/o is from a warzone~

♡ SFW/NSFW General Samatoki headcanons~

♡ When he's flirting with you at a party~

♡ When you're shy/a crybaby~

♡ When they're yandere and you don't think you're good enough for them~

♡ Tattoo headcanons~

♡ When you give them a lap dance (NSFW)~

♡ When you're a member of the yakuza~

♡ When they catch you dancing~

✼ When he feeds you and helps calm you down after a mental breakdown~

♡ TDD -when you're reunite together after a long time~

♡ TDD - when you have a video game night together~

♡ How they confess to their crush~

♡ TDD - when you're a simp for 2D characters~

♡ When they comfort you after losing your siblings~

♡ When you're a Yamada sibling and you're dating Nemu~

✼ When he has Kleine-Levin syndrome and you help him~

♡ TDD - when you're afraid of love because you've been hurt in the past~

✼ When you and Samatoki have a cook-off competition~~

♡ When you're their girlfriend and a detective~

♡ When you're their s/o and a psychiatrist~

♡ When they tease you during play-fighting and you get back at them~

♡ General kissing headcanons~

♡ When he shows you his soft, fluffy side~

♡ Being in a thruple with Samatoki and Riou~

♡ Red String Soulmate AU headcanons~

♡ When you're energetic and like cute things but you always end up dominating him (NSFW)~

♡ TDD - when you're dating them but you're their rival's sibling~

♡ When you don't smile very often~

✼ When you lost your memories and he comforts you

✼ When Samatoki kabedons you and confesses to you~

♡ Fatherhood headcanons~

♡ When you're his caring, calm s/o who takes care of him~

♡ Public sex headcanons (NSFW)~

♡ TDD - when you have a crush on another Dirty Dawg member~

♡ Cockwarming headcanons (NSFW)~

♡ When they find out you have abusive parents~

♡ When you're dating Samatoki but have a child from a previous relationship with Ramuda~

✼ When you get high together (NSFW)~

✼ Poly!Ichiro x reader x Samatoki when they're celebrating your birthday~

♡ MCD - When you go to an amusement park for a date~

♡ TDD - when they work at a daycare~

♡ When you break up with him but then find out you're pregnant~

✼ When you have a fear of abandonment and are worried he'll leave you~

♡ TDD - when they all switch bodies with each other~

♡ TDD - when they're cursed with the Fruit's Basket Zodiac curse~

♡ Juto x Samatoki relationship headcanons~

♡ Juto NSFW headcanons~

♡ Juto with a small, timid s/o~

✼ Juto - "48. “Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”

♡ Juto husband headcanons~

♡ Domestic Juto headcanons~

♡ Juto taking his partner on vacations headcanons~

♡ When he's your high school sweetheart~

✼ Juto - 21. “Why would you think I wouldn’t want to help you”

♡ When he's your best friend~

✼ When you fall asleep waiting for him to come home~

✼ When he confesses to his crush~

♡ Jealousy headcanons~

♡ SFW and NSFW headcanons when you’re in a triple relationship with Juto and Rosho~

✼ Spending Christmas with Juto~

♡ When they seduce their shy crush who's tough to please~

♡ When you cook with them~

✼ Juto showing his soft side~

♡ When you're asexual~

♡ When you're a member of the yakuza~

✼ When you're dealing with really bad depression~

♡ When they're fathers raising a little girl~

♡ When you're their girlfriend and a detective~

✼ When he's a vampire and you're a human~

♡ When you're soulmates who meet each other in dreams and one day you meet in real life~

✼ When he realizes he's fallen in love with a man~

♡ When you're his younger sister~

♡ Riou x Samatoki relatinship headcanons~

♡ NSFW Riou headcanons~

✼ Riou - 48. “Is there a special reason, as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”

♡ Fluffy Riou headcanons~

✼ Riou - 9. “Can I lay next to you for a bit?”

♡ Riou with an s/o who likes to cook~

♡ When you have a hypmic but rarely use it~

♡ How they would be as older brothers~

✼ When he cheers you up after work~

♡ Cuddling with Riou~

♡ When it's his first kiss~

♡ When their s/o cries from happiness at compliments~

♡ When they're rap sparring with their s/o and their s/o raps about how much they love them~

♡ When their s/o is from a warzone~

♡ When Riou has nipple piercings~ (NSFW)

✼ When you have a meet-cute with Riou at a dog park~

♡ When your job involves environmental protection~

✼ When you have a tree climbing competition together~

✼ When you don't know how to ask for cuddles~

♡ Being in a thruple with Samatoki and Riou~

♡ When they get caught admiring you from afar~

♡ Sailor!Riou x Merperson!reader~

♡ When you're chubby and insecure about Riou seeing your naked body for the first time~(NSFW)

♡ When you're his clumsy s/o that follows him and stays by his side~

♡ When you're his s/o who loves gardening~

♡ When you have a fever and he takes care of you~

✼ When he takes you camping for the first time~

#masterlist #mad trigger crew #mad trigger crew masterlist #hypnosis mic #hypnosis microphone #hypmic #samatoki #juto #riou #Samatoki Aohitsugi #Juto Iruma #riou busujima

[bloggerthannothing]

Notes on KGAF Run #291

(context)

(I know I haven't posted the guide for Phase 4 yet, I'm still working on it. In the meantime, enjoy my notes from a speedrun I did yesterday.)

Run #291 - 17.46M BP, 2126 karma

Time for each milestone (year/season/day):

Iron Hoes    0/2/25

50 Kittens     0/3/53.5

Astronomy       1/ 2/46.4

Merchant          1/ 4/99.8      [RECORD] 26:40

SETI                 3/ 4/17             23 Magnetos

Geodesy           4/ 2/27.1      [RECORD] 57:34    176/33/23 Smelters/SW/Magnetos

Lunar #1      6/2/13.3

Lunar #2      6/4/86.8

Lunar #3       7/3/76.4

Astrophysicists   7/4/81        [RECORD] 1:46:03        656 Observatories, wow my bad ship crafting lost me like 90 secs

Cryochamber      12/2/55       [RECORD] 2:45:11 

This was the first run where I got SETI in phase 2! This required crafting 3 batches of ships instead of 2 in that phase, which also led to more magnetos. This seems optimal and I will do it from now on.

Unfortunately, that caused me to make a huge mistake at the start of Phase 3: I crafted up to 450 ships instead of 300. The titanium payoff did not nearly make up for the lost starcharts.   This cost about 125 starcharts and probably cost me around two minutes. Given that this run only saved 3 minutes total over my previous record, this was a big deal.

Getting the 63 Time Crystals needed with only 35k unobtainium required absolutely absurd RNG - I was grinding out new tabs for more than ten minutes. I should have gotten more BP before attempting to pull this off. 

The next unobtainium milestone - 30k - will require about 7.68M more BP. 

There was a culture shortage right after the end of phase 1, so a 4th Temple in Phase 1 seems like a good idea.

OTHER, SMALLER MISTAKES I MADE:

Forgot to craft the second batch of ships until about ~22 starcharts later.  

Bought the Steel upgrade late.

Rushed festival in year 3 because I forgot that the gold bonus isn't until year 5 - I could have used that culture -> blueprints -> SW/magnetos. 

Started saving up 250 Titanium for SETI, but I got cold feet and spent what I'd saved on magnetos. If I hadn't started saving prematurely, I could have had those magnetos sooner.

Let the festival lapse for a bit in year 3.

Did not maximize titanium manipulation - I could potentially get like 50% more titanium if I tried harder here. 

Forgot to buy Breweries.

Launched Dune Mission before Piscine mission. 

I'd estimate that fixing all of the mistakes I made this run might save 2-3 minutes total. 

NOTES FOR FUTURE DEVELOPMENT OF LEADERSHIP.JS:

add timestamp for first master rank kitten

add SETI (i recorded it manually this time)

add record of academy count at merchant rank 1, smelter/SW/Magneto count at SETI and Geodesy

add record of observatory count at Geodesy and Astrophysicist

add record of Orbital Launch and Moon Mission times, along with Observatory counts

add record of lunar outpost/factory counts at Cryochamber

Due to the big ship mistake and the dumb RNG grind, I'm not super happy with this run. I'll probably do another one soon to try and clean it up. 

#kittensgame #kittens game #whomst likes playing games

[myreligionisrock]

Don’t You Worry Now

A/N: Sooooo HIIIIIII! This is my first post AND my first fanfic written by me; the begging is written by my friend Rachel since she’s a better writer than me. I hope y’all enjoy this and let’s make the most out of my time on Tumblr!

Summary: Brian May finds a baby badger all scratched up in the bushes and decides to take her in. 

Warnings: Injured badger, sad badger noises, and just fluff. 

ENJOY!!!!

After several weeks of seeing dark clouds floating overhead the horizon line, it was quite refreshing seeing that the morning sun had finally come out from its hiding. All of his surroundings were covered by a light coat of dew that seemed to sparkle under the source of the newfound light; even the air around him seemed to support the fact that it was now finally springtime, with its sour yet revitalizing scent of freshly mowed grass. 

The sanctuary seemed to be in its full glory, with the gentle sunlight beaming upon its side; even the animals that rest inside of the building were moving with more energized actions. Certainly, this made the job of the staff slightly more difficult, but it was worth it to see the small creatures seemingly show off a radiant smile with their eyes. 

After a few hours of concentration on his job, he was finally given a short break to relax and get to move around a bit, to stretch and maybe take a small snack or two from the mini fridge in the staff room to chew on. Choosing to go on a quick walk around the area, he slowly stood up from his chair and walked towards the back door, slipping on a jacket, though it wasn’t exactly the best choice for clothing in current temperatures. 

He heads outside to where the beautiful woods would be laying around. The sun had welcomed him by gazing upon his arrival into the land of trees. It’s warm and attractive. The moss on the collapsed tree seemed to put the charm to the beauty of the forest, and the lily pads on the sparkling lake seemed to be the highlight to it all. 

  He sat down on a rock full of the green texture covering the whole forest, probably meditating, hand cupping his face and taking a moment to think about what great life god has given him. As he always says, he recommends it. His meditation was suddenly disturbed by a small noise from the bushes. It was a chirp-like noise but it wasn’t necessarily the chirp of a bird. He approached the green and thorny bush of where the cries of the creature might be coming from. Slowly and steadily, so he won’t fritten the critter. It’s whines stopped when he swept the bushes leaves out of the way to make room for view. What he has spotted was a very heartbreaking sight to even describe. 

 A small baby badger cub the size of a kitten was lying in a bush of thorns with tons of scratches covering its body. It was as heartbreaking as seeing a dog being abused or watching someone or something die on screen. Quickly, he scoops up the poor creature leaving cuts on his arm. The crying continues and holding the fritten badger, he reassures it and introduces himself, “Oh, I know…,” taking a moment to check and see if it's a male or female, “Sweetheart. Shh Shh...there there now. My name is Brian.” 

 Brian took a gaze at the bush and wondered how the cub had gotten into the thorny bush. The tree above it seemed to give him the main idea of how it happened. According to the studies he had learned, Badger did have the ability to climb trees and learn at the age of one and so it came to the conclusion that she was trying to make her way up the tall tree but then collapsed into the bush of thorns below. 

  For the badger cub’s own sake, Brian tucked her into his vegan leather jacket and hurried out of his surroundings of trees and green moss. Soon enough, he was able to see the building of where the care for animals takes place. Brian enters the sanctuary telling the staff about what had happened. Luckily, they found an open room for the badger to give her the treatment she needs. 

  Brian stayed by the badger cub’s side to comfort her. “Oh, there now. I know you’re scared, but me and Clare are going to be taking great care of you,” Brian cooed to the fritten little beast. Soon enough, he’d see an Irish redhead enter the room with a long sweater up to her ankles and wearing Dr. Martens with a wedge as tall as a small pencil. “Hello Dr. May. I see that you found this little guy in the forest you said, right?” said Clare. “Gal, actually,” he corrected the vet. “Yeah, I found her in a VERY thorny bush and I couldn’t resist taking her in. She looks so badly injured.”

Clare hummed in agreement and took a look at the badger. “Well then, she needs a name. What should we name her?” she asked the guitarist and astrophysicist with a poodle like hairstyle.     He took a moment to think and with a little hesitation, a name popped into his head. “How about the name Rosamund. It sounds like a cute name.” They both smiled at each other. Rosamund does sound very cute and unique. She had counted all of the scratches on Rosamund and it had come to a total of 30 scratches and five opened cuts. She looks at Brian and says, “I will be right back with the syringes. That way we can start her treatment.” 

  Walking away after receiving a thumbs up from Brian, he gave her a sweet smile as Rosamund stared at him while he stroked her soft fur. “That’s it, lovely. I know to you this seems like a very sketchy place to you, but we’re going to do the best we can to get you back into great shape,” said the intelligent man. Clare came back with two syringes so they could begin the treatment. “Okay now,” said Clare, “I will place these syringes into the cub. They will make her a little sleepy and so she can feel less pain for when I’ll stitch up the open wounds.” Brian looked down at the Rosamund and gently rubbed her mini paw with his colossus thumb. “Don’t worry, sweetie, this will hurt but only for a little bit, okay?” he says comforting Rosamund. He looks up at Clare and tells her, “We’re ready.”

 She takes out the first needle. Brian holds the badger gently as she inserts the sharp object into her backside. Rosamund lets out a tiny wail and starts fidgeting out of Brian's arms. For him, it breaks his heart to see an animal in so much pain. He gains back his grip and reassures the baby badger, “Shhh, yes I know it hurts sugar, but just one more little bee sting and we’re done.” The vet continues by taking out the second needle and this time inserts it into her little arm. Another wail escapes her mouth but, oh this one was louder. 

  “Hey, hey. It’s okay. No more. That’s all we have to do, sweetness. You’re such a brave little cub yah know that?” said Brian as he strokes Rosamund’s soft fur. 

     One Week later

Brian finds Rosamund playing with Lulu in the badger garden and couldn’t help but smile. “Why hello there you little rascals,” he smiles down at the playful critters. It’s been a week since he found Rosamund all scruffy in the thorn bush and she has been recovering very well after they insert some stitches into her open wounds. He was very proud of himself for finding Rosamund, because if it wasn’t for his walk into the woods, she would’ve not survived. Brian thinks about one day releasing her back into the wild when she grows older and so she can reunite with her badger family. If Rosamund can speak then she’d be thanking him for saving her life.

#queen #brianmay #queen fanfiction #queen fandom #badger #brianmaybadger #brian may fluff #music #nature

[kuipers-song]

Checkmate

Professor!Sigma x Gender Neutral Reader

Summary: You underestimate Siebren's intellect once more, challenging him to a game of chess, setting up bets. You always did forget he always was several steps ahead, didn't you?

Warnings: Smut. Use of sex toy. Mild exhibitionism; if you can call it that. Overstimulation. Daddy kink. Semi-Public sex. Pre-established relationship.

A/N: Suddenly so many followers omg tysm! I didn’t think I’d gain traction like that haha. But here’s another piece I had in the works. Hope you enjoy ;)

If you hadn’t lost that dumb chess match. You wouldn’t be in this...predicament.

”Lets set a bet or two,” you smirked. Siebren’s peculiar eyebrows raised.

“Oh? You’re THAT certain you’re going to win? To that, I laugh. Fine. But I set your bet, you set mine.”

You huffed in disbelief, a grin never leaving your lips. “Okay, old man. Whatever you say,” you singsonged.

A mistake on your part, really. Underestimating him and his intellect? Dumb move.

”If you lose, (Y/N), I get to try that new vibrator on you, in whichever manner I see fit, for a day. No quitting out of it, only I determine if you had enough, or if you end up using our safeword.”

Sounds...normal. Too normal of a bet. There’s a catch, and you could smell it in the air. But you were too prideful to ask. So you simply continued the conversation.

“And if you lose, you’re gonna have to let me....hm, tough question. Let me top for a couple sessions.” Siebren’s eyes narrowed and one eyebrow quirked. “Alright then, kitten.”

You regret this. You never predicted that Siebren would pick out a day like this one. You had some important lectures, one of them being his class.

You were fucked. In every sense of the word, you guessed.

Sex technology now being basically much better at wireless modes, because Siebren has had the stupid thing at a low setting all day. You are bothered. The small toy was nestled inside of you, and at this point, you could feel it with every step you took. But everytime Siebren was on break, he would ramp up the vibrations, having to make you leave class for a few minutes, to just sit in a bathroon stall, and just ride your orgasm out.

This has been the routine all day. He leaves you sensitive, and when he has the time, he’ll force you to cum, regardless of where you were or what you were doing.

...This thrilled you. Having little to no control to yourself with this, was exhilarating, regardless of the amount of times you’ve had the role.

On the way to your last class, Siebren’s class, you had to bite your lip hard at the intensifying vibrations. The professor was going to kill you. Your underwear was soaked, regardless of your attempts of keeping it less...wet.

You sit at the back. You weren’t in the mood to deal with your smug boyfriend up front as he gave class. You loved him to bits, but this whole bet has made you a bit irritated, because instead of a toy, you wanted him to thrust his length up into you, and hammer you into a mattress, desk, anything.

As he begins to drone on about new theories and proven experiments, adding on to his own experiences, he raises his voice as he ramps up the vibrations up to maximum, and you bite your tongue to avoid moaning out loud to an auditorium of students.

You’re squirming, and he sees it. You barely catch him smirking. “Fuck you,” you muttered under your breath. If you end up dying here, you would gladly pull him into the afterlife with you, since he would be the reason for your unlikely, fantastical death.

Perks of being in the back? You slipping your hand under your pants to alleviate your aching. It helps, but it’s not enough. Though, you cheekily suck on your sticky fingers on the perfect moment, when he turns around from writing on a chalkboard. He sees this, a split-second scowl passing through his visage. It wasn’t that he disliked it, it was that he knew that you did a low blow, knowing he very much prefers to eat up all that sweet nectar you create.

He quickly goes back to writing and elaborating on his lecture, and makes sure for your toy to stay on max for longer this time. You weren’t going unpunished.

It takes all of willpower to avoid making a sound. You were oversentitive from having orgasmed minutes ago, but the astrophysicist wanted to murder you apparently.

Though, lucky you. Siebren manages to end his class early. Students leave, and Siebren manages to lock doors, and luckily this was an old classroom, meaning no working cameras.

“You’ve got nerve to put yourself on display, katje.” Siebren’s voice barked as he walked up between rows of seats.

“You’ve been killing me by putting me through this all day,” you whimpered. Your hand was on top of pants this time, pawing at yourself, wanting to remove the torture device, but Siebren hadn’t given a final word.

The professor smirks, “Does my sweetheart want that out them, replaced with me? "Beg for it.”

He kneels to your chair, right at your side, but the man is a giant. He sits comfortably, using your thigh as a pillow. “I can’t hear you,” he mocked.

You muster the strength to talk. “Daddy,” he tensed, not really expecting for you to pull that card yet. “Please get this dumb toy out of me, or I won’t be able to feel you ramming me into a wall. Please, please, please?”

For you, this time, he relented. Pulling a remote out of his pant pocket, he turned the toy off. He hears you sigh a thank you as he stands and basically picks you up with no effort.

“I’m going to fuck you so hard you’re going to see stars, as well as not being able to walk, got it, liefte?”

You shivered at that.

He took you into the very back of the auditorium, another blindspot, with good distance from any outside people that could hear. He loosens his pants, as you already had your lower half exposed. You both were lucky today.

But the risk of being seen or heard, felt too good.

Picking you up again, one large arm held you, his other hand helping line up his length up to your entrance.

Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his small waist, arms around his neck. If you concentrated, you could feel his pulse, racing in anticipation of what’s to come.

“Color?” It sounded more like an order rather than a question.

“Green,” you replied automatically.

And without any hesitation, he buried himself into you, using a near wall to add pressure. Both of you moaned, heavy panting resumed, bodies singing their enjoyment. His hands held you, alternating between your hips and ass.

“I’m having mercy on you right now, because I expect you to scream my name soon, so be ready.” He whispered into your ear, a whimper slipping past your lips in response.

And he begins thrusting, the warmth and smoothness of your insides captivating him into starting off with a strong and rough pace.

The feel of the raw strength he was exhibiting, had you in a blissful state.

“Ah—fuck,” you moaned out.

“Kittens like you shouldn’t curse. It doesn’t look so good on you. But you know what looks good?” He thrusted particularly hard at the end of that sentence.

“A-ah~! You inside me looks way better,” you panted out. Siebren was happy with the response, burying his face into your neck, fucking you harder.

If you die here, you die happy.

An orgasm was quickly rising up, as Siebren gave you no mercy. Your hands and legs gripped onto him harder. He bit onto your neck, pulling out a needy whine from you. Raising his head, he kissed your lips, muffling your cries.

When you both part for air, you mewl out the need to cum. “Only if you beg, dearest.” His response sounded more like a growl.

“Please, Siebren—please cum inside me! I wanna feel all of it, fill me to the brim. Siebren!”

“Cum.”

He picked up a slightly different angle, and it drove you over the edge. Fucking you through your orgasm, his rhythm became erratic, probably chasing his own release. It wasn’t too far until he spilled himself into you.

After both of you came down your highs, he slid out of you, and let you sit down, his hand protectively covering your sticky hole.

He leans in, kisses your neck a couple times, and whispers.

“Don’t waste a single drop, kitten. I’m keeping this,” he held your soaked underwear in his large hand. Grabbing your jaw, he pulls you for a harsh but affectionate kiss. You couldn’t argue.

Siebren always wins, doesn't he?

#sigma #sigma x reader #siebren de kuiper #siebren de kuiper x reader #reader insert #overwatch #overwatch x reader

[tomeandflickcorner]

Hello, everybody.  I have an important announcement today.  One that will undoubtedly affect the very future of this blog and everyone who follows it.  Please read below the cut, because the information in this post is vital to everyone:

We got a cat.

Obviously, a little backstory is in order.  On October 24th, my boyfriend decided to head out to a local scrapyard in the hopes of finding some truck axles and tin for one of his blacksmithing projects, and I agreed to go with him.  While we were looking around the scrapyard, we started to hear the unmistakable sound of a cat meowing.  Obviously, with us both being cat lovers, we had to figure out where the meowing was coming from.  But even when we traced the sound to this abandoned jeep and looked under the seats and everything, we still couldn’t see the cat.  Until I noticed there was a hole in the trunk area, above the spot where the wheel well is.  Sure enough, there was something black and fuzzy hiding in that hole.  Eventually, we managed to coax the little guy out of the hole with treats, utilizing a little serving ‘spoon’ my boyfriend rigged up with an old jar lid and bent fork.  The poor little kitty was obviously really scared; shaking like a leaf and swatting at us whenever we tried to reach out to touch him.  So we needed to earn his trust by giving him the kitty treats my boyfriend had in his car at the time.  (He’d planned to give them to a friend’s cat, but they ended up being a huge benefit that day).

Once we managed to scoop the little kitten out of the abandoned jeep, we were left with the question of what to do next.  I couldn’t exactly bring him home with me, considering my parents are adamantly opposed to having any pets at the moment.  And my boyfriend had to be at work in a bit, and he could hardly bring a kitten into work with him.   But it was obvious we couldn’t leave the kitten at the scrapyard.  Not with the large loaders and dump-trucks shoving piles of rebar and sharp metal pieces around.  Not to mention the lady working at the front office said that they hadn’t seen the mother cat in a while and also speculated a hawk most likely got the kitten’s brothers and sisters.  And of course, the fact that it was late October meant that the cold winter months were fast approaching.  There was no way this kitten could realistically survive for long if he stayed where he was.

In the end, we decided to bring the kitten to a nearby animal shelter, in the hopes that they would be able to take him in.  Of course, by the time we got to the animal shelter, it was too late.  We had already fallen in love with the little guy.  But we had to leave the kitten at the shelter for a while, because they estimated he was only 6 weeks old at the time.  And was therefore too young and small to get fixed and receive his shots, all of which had to happen before he could be adopted due to standard regulations and whatnot.  Nevertheless, we still made the effort to stop by each day to visit our baby kitten.  (Apart from Sundays when the shelter was closed.)

However, exactly four weeks after we found him, he’s finally ready to be officially adopted and taken home!  Of course, he has to stay at my boyfriend’s place for the time being, on account of my parents’ above-mentioned stance on pets.  But hopefully, we can find an affordable house of our own in the near future.

As for the kitty’s name, we actually debated that for a few days.  Both of us made our share of suggestions, but we were having a bit of trouble coming up with a name we both could agree on.  But in the end, we decided that his name would be Tyson Ivan Nightlight Yardley.  Tyson after Neil deGrasse Tyson, the famous astrophysicist that my boyfriend greatly admires, Ivan for the cat in Peter and the Wolf, Nightlight after the baby dragon hybrids in HTTY3 (because he does kinda resemble the blue-eyed Nightlight) and Yardley because we found him in a scrapyard.  Yes, it’s a bit of a mouthful, but important cats deserve important names.  And we do call him Tyson for short.

Here are some more pics of Tyson, including some shots of him in his favorite spot.  (He’s clearly going to be a shoulder cat):

[authorticity]

Tag Game

Tagged by @shyspiderweb! Hello, fellow! Always lovely to hear from you!

Nickname: Haven’t got one, actually! My in-real-life name’s literally three letters.

Zodiac: Leo

Height: Just tall enough for it to suck, not tall enough for it to be fun. My little brother’s three inches taller, which is really all you need to know.

Hogwarts House: either Slytherin or Hufflepuff. I’ve been told I’m definitively one or the other by six different people, split down the middle. Go figure.

Last Google: ‘Human rights violations wartime top ten most common’ That’s depressing. The one before that was ‘kitten videos’. (Is it for my class on immigration? Is it for IMB? Who knows.)

Song Stuck in My Head: Ventura Highway, by America, and Planet Claire by the B-52’s. They’re overlapping like two different radios playing at once. Help me.

Followers: 42--the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything!

Following: 107-ish

Amount of sleep I get: Ideally, enough. Any amount more specific than that would be a guess, frankly. My circadian rhythm’s more of a dubstep song.

Lucky number: 12 and 13, depending on whether I’m working with the gods or against them

Dream job: either an an eccentric author who lives in the mountains with a huge dog and a tiny cat in a house I converted out of a relatively large chicken coop, or an astrophysicist who dresses in sweeping robes with scientifically accurate constellations embroidered into them and combines their academic lectures with stage magic. One of the two.

Wearing: baggy gray shirt (hand-me-down), black pants (hand-me-down), a cloak I made out of a bedsheet, socks (new)

Favorite Song: Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd, Closer to Fine by the Indigo Girls, Changes by David Bowie, Electricity is in My Soul by Steam Powered Giraffe, Saturn by Sleeping At Last. No, I will not narrow it down. You’re lucky you didn’t get a playlist.

Instruments: I love to sing! Am I good at it? No! Will I stop? Probably not!

Random Fact: There is a used bookshop on the main street in the town I was born in that isn’t always there. Sometimes there’s a sign out front, inviting folks to trade their used books for other, equally used books, and sometimes there’s just plywood. Inside, the bookshelves are arranged like a maze, full of blind alleys populated by inconveniently timed ladders. There is a shriveled little person behind the counter with a notebook, waiting to add your contribution to their list or cross out your purchase with sharp, angry black slashes. There are photographs for sale on the walls—of fire in a dark room, of city roads with indiscernible shadows, of children holding flowers. At the very back of the store, in the musical philosophy and military history aisle, there are two doorways. One is blocked by a red and black door with a hand-drawn note that says KEEP OUT written on green paper. The other is not. It leads to a narrow, unlit staircase heading downwards, lined with blacked bricks. The last time the city burned down was over a hundred years ago, the last of four separate times. I don’t live in that city anymore.

Aesthetics: eldritch horror with a touch of softness! I’ve been told that I’m both sweet and creepy, and that reflects in both my tastes and my writing! I’m also partial to the intersection between butch and goth. Additionally, lots and lots of bright colors! Do I look like a clown? Who’s to say!

@markwatnae @eldritch-cosmonaut @kernsing You folks interested?

[nyabby]

15, 22, 24, 30, 32, 44, and 49 for the lesbian asks 💕💗💗💖💝💓♥️

15. Describe your dream wedding

wuhhh like honeslty in a meadow in the spring and theres lots of flowers and sun...... not big but not tiny either, with lots of yummy food and a beautiful wedding cake preferably one made by sylvia weinstock but idk if thats realistic. ill either be decked out in a princess dress or ill look bomb and butch af in a tux im not sure yet but one things for sure i will look SO frickin good. after maybe we’d go to the nearby beach (cuz ofc there would be one) and whisper to each other under the stars and then fall asleep together under a blanket. 

22. What lesbian stereotypes do you fit into, if any?

“man-hating” lesbian, CLUELESS LESBIAN, doesnt (or rarely at least) shave lesbian, fashion sense thats divergent from heteronormative femininity lesbian, sports lesbian

lol i had to google lesbian stereotypes to answer this one

24. If a woman wanted to woo you, what would a surefire way to accomplish that?

JFDKJFDKS umm honestly cuddles and flowers and food is a surefire way to my heart but molly you already woo me every day

30. What is your dream career?

either being an artist of some sort, a psychologist, or an astrophysicist! 

32. What is the most attractive quality a woman can have?

is okay with things not making sense, doesnt make sense themselves sometimes

44. Who was your first lesbian crush?

when i was 11 there was this beautiful girl at a summer camp i went to and literally anytime she was near me she held my entire attention. she was 13 and i never spoke to her but saw her a lot. didn’t realize this was a crush until maybe last year. that was definitely a gay thing but i feel like it counts less cuz i didnt realize it until recently and nothing couldve come of it. my first crush on someone who was not a boy where i actually REALIZED it was a crush would be you my freshman year

49. Talk about your dreams/aspirations for the future

i hope to graduate high school with close to a 4.0 gpa and i want to go to mcgill university in canada and study astrophysics (probably). i also want to play volleyball on their team as a libero, but if i cant make that happen ill play club. im definitely going to keep drawing and i hope to someday in the future create a story in a visual medium that’s successful. i also will for sure get a kitten in the future (probably multiple) and eventually a dog once i can support it. when im an adult i really hope ill be able to go out in nature a lot because it makes the good hormones in my brain u kno. i want to visit a lot of different places like greece and italy and france and iceland and tokyo. i hope to be fluent in french someday. i want to live close to the water. 

THANK U MOLLY U MAKE MY HEART GO DOKI DOKI💓💖💞💘💗💕💓💖

#answered #molly #long post

[fail-boat]

My zen.

#jocelyn #Jocelyn the alcoholic kitten #Vera #Billie #cat video #kitten video #play time #astrophysicist kittens

[bithor]

Falcon, Luke Cage, and Shadowcat!

falcon: which fictional character would you like to hang out with?

to be honest? remus lupin, sam wilson, and bucky barnes is anyone really surprised

luke cage: what job do you want?

in an ideal world i’d be some combination of an astrophysicist working for nasa and a new york times bestselling author!

shadowcat: have you any pets?

no but god would i kill for a pet cat or kitten!!

marvel asks!

#thanks for sending in an ask! #stevercqers #ask #personal #not mcu

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@jiwoochu​ hello hello it's me, ur secret santa!! you said you read a lot, so i hope you haven't read at least some of these books, and hope that you enjoy them! stay cozy this holiday season, you lovely bookworm <3

end of days - eric walters

“It's 2012 and the world's most renowned astrophysicists, astronomers, and theoretical mathematicians have all died within the same 12-month period. But as these scientists discover, none of them are really dead after all. They have been taken hostage by alien forces. And while their family and friends are mourning their passing, and with the help of a 16-year-old with rare gifts, they face the ultimate struggle of prevailing over evil and returning themselves--and the earth--to safety.” [Goodreads]

catboy - eric walters

“Taylor and his mother have moved from a small northern town to the heart of Toronto. The differences are dramatic as Taylor becomes part of a classroom of kids as diverse as the city itself. While taking a shortcut across a junkyard with his new best friend, Simon, Taylor becomes aware of a colony of wild cats that make the junkyard their home. Assisted by his classmates, teacher and the security guard, Mr. Singh, Taylor takes a special interest in caring for the cats. Suddenly there is an announcement--the junkyard is being redeveloped to become condominiums. Can Taylor and his friends save the cats of the colony from certain death?” [Goodreads]

hotel on the corner of bitter and sweet - jamie ford

"Set during one of the most conflicted and volatile times in American history - the internment of American-Japanese families during World War II - Jamie Ford has created an unforgettable duo whose story teaches us about forgiveness and the power of the human heart." [Goodreads]

the underneath - kathi appelt

"A calico cat, about to have kittens, hears the lonely howl of a chained-up hound deep in the backwaters of the bayou. She dares to find him in the forest, and the hound dares to befriend this cat, this feline, this creature he is supposed to hate. They are an unlikely pair, about to become an unlikely family. Ranger urges the cat to hide underneath the porch, to raise her kittens there because Gar-Face, the man living inside the house, will surely use them as alligator bait should he find them. But they are safe in the Underneath...as long as they stay in the Underneath." [Goodreads]

the tenant of wildfell hall - anne bronte

"Anne's novel is the story of the beautiful and mysterious Helen Graham, who arrives at Wildfell Hall suddenly one day. No-one knows who she is or where she has come from, and Gilbert Markham, a young farmer who has fallen in love with her, sets out to find some answers. This is an ambitious and successful work that is a real pleasure to listen to." [Goodreads] (sidenote: a story about a woman escaping from marital abuse, and female agency <3)

the breadwinner trilogy - deborah ellis

"All girls [should read] The Breadwinner by Deborah Ellis." — Malala Yousafzai, New York Times [Goodreads]

hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy - douglas adams

Seconds before Earth is demolished to make way for a galactic freeway, Arthur Dent is plucked off the planet by his friend Ford Prefect, a researcher for the revised edition of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy who, for the last fifteen years, has been posing as an out-of-work actor. Together, this dynamic pair began a journey through space aided by a galaxyful of fellow travelers: Zaphod Beeblebrox, the two-headed, three-armed, ex-hippie and totally out-to-lunch president of the galaxy; Trillian (formerly Tricia McMillan), Zaphod’s girlfriend, whom Arthur tried to pick up at a cocktail party once upon a time zone; Marvin, a paranoid, brilliant, and chronically depressed robot; and Veet Voojagig, a former graduate student obsessed with the disappearance of all the ballpoint pens he’s bought over the years. [Goodreads]

a wrinkle in time - madeleine l'engle

“It was a dark and stormy night; Meg Murry, her small brother Charles Wallace, and her mother had come down to the kitchen for a midnight snack when they were upset by the arrival of a most disturbing stranger... Meg's father had been experimenting with this fifth dimension of time travel when he mysteriously disappeared. Now the time has come for Meg, her friend Calvin, and Charles Wallace to rescue him. But can they outwit the forces of evil they will encounter on their heart-stopping journey through space?” [Goodreads]

#u've probably read a lot of these already ;;;; but please enjoy the ones u haven't!! #happy holidays <3 #sorry for my super awkward asks btw.... how does one even impersonate the utter sweetheart and angel that is ha sooyoung???