3 d glasses

July 24

Movie Night

Series: Miraculous Ladybug
Pairing: Adrienne x Marinette friendship
Warnings: Vomit
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Summary: A group trip to the movies turns into a surprisingly sickening experience for Adrien.

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Don’t throw up. Don’t throw up.

Adrien swallowed thickly against the growing unease in his belly. One hand hovered over the grumbling organ while he hoped the sound wasn’t as loud as he thought it was over the movie. No one looked over at him so he assumed the blaring action track overpowered any noises his body wanted to make just then. This hadn’t been exactly how he’d thought his night would end up and all he could do was hope it wouldn’t get any worse. He closed his eyes behind the 3-D glasses and took a slow breath.

Marinette shifted nervously in the seat next to him, eyes glued to the screen too intently as she tried not to stare at the boy next to her. Alya inviting Nino and Adrien along on their movie night had been enough in itself to get Marinette’s heart racing, but then – And Marinette still wasn’t convinced Alya hadn’t somehow planned it – there had been no seats of four available once they’d made it past the excruciating minutes of getting their tickets and snacks. Only pairs.

Then Alya, in all her scheming glory, grinned while she waved Adrien and Marinette off to a pair of chairs near the middle rows while her and Nino hurried up to the back. She’d gaped and flailed as Alya abandoned her and her heart nearly flung itself out of her chest when Adrien had kindly placed a hand on her arm to steer her towards the available seats. She wasn’t sure if she said anything coherent before the movie previews started and she was finally graced with the excuse to not talk.

She relaxed slightly and put on her 3-D glasses, glad for the darkness consuming them to hide her flushed cheeks while her and Adrien shared a bucket of popcorn between them. She could have died from happiness at how like a date this was! And they were still planning on dinner after the movies. She couldn’t have dreamed of a better Saturday night, even if she wasn’t horribly into the comic book movies herself. Alya had been the one insistent on seeing Dr. Strange in 3-D, and Adrien and Nino had seemed completely into it as well. Marinette didn’t care what she was watching as long as she was next to Adrien like this.

She didn’t notice when he stopped grabbing handfuls of popcorn halfway through or became completely stiff in his seat, too focused on trying not to be too aware of her crush.

Adrien on the other hand was feeling worse and worse with every passing minute of swirling effects and movement shooting out at them every other turn. His head was spinning and even closing his eyes didn’t help dull the effect at all. If anything, it made it worse. He’d stopped sipping at his soda a little while ago when he’d realized the carbonation was doing nothing to help settle his churning stomach back down.

He wasn’t sure what was wrong with him. He’d been fine until the movie started, then a few minutes in a hollow void had formed in his stomach. At first he’d thought he was just hungry and happily snacked on the popcorn, but the feeling only grew until the prospect of any more food was too much. Maybe there was something wrong with it? One glance at Marinette told him otherwise so he’d settled back, hoping the feeling would fade away as quickly as it had come on.

It didn’t.

The nausea was rolling through him in dizzying waves. One minute he was hot, the next he was cold and at no time in-between did he stop shaking. He was afraid to move so much as an inch least he lose his delicate control. He’d dared to try shifting into a more comfortable position once but it had only sent the acidic sting of bile up the back of his throat and he hadn’t dared move since. If he stayed perfectly still maybe he could make it past the movie he was hardly paying attention to now.

He tried to focus on it again as a distraction, but the scenes had changed and he had no idea what was happening. There were buildings tilting wildly in every direction, perspectives broken and twisting continuously in ways Adrien couldn’t believe someone could have designed and the world tilted violently. His stomach surged and he pitched forward instinctively, clapping a hand over his mouth and closing his eyes.

Their chair neighbors flinched and jerked away quickly but Adrien had already swallowed the sick back. He’d broken out into a cold sweat, feeling that he wasn’t out of the danger zone yet. A gentle hand rested on his back and he groaned weakly, afraid to move his hand away to say anything.

Marinette wasn’t sure what to make of the sudden turn of events as Adrien heaved over his knees again. She gasped and dumped out what was left in the popcorn bucket to quickly slip it between Adrien’s legs. The staff would probably not appreciate the mess, but would appreciate it wasn’t something much messier.

“It’s ok. Take a breath,” she tried to coax quietly as the other guests began staring and squirming. Adrien flushed brightly, mortified as he finally lost his battle against his stomach. There was a series of gasps and bustling as he vomited into the sad little bucket. Tears sprang to his eyes at the sheer humiliation of it all, not sure what had even happened. Even with Marinette trying to shield him from prying eyes there was nothing she could do to mask the sound.

He gagged horribly and tightened his grip on the bucket at the hitching of his stomach. People all around were turning to look at him in varying forms of disgust but he couldn’t move at all. His stomach rolled again and he belched up another mouthful of bile. If anyone hadn’t been looking at him before, they were now. He groaned miserably, as much distraught by the unease still swirling in his stomach as he was the eyes burning holes into his back. He covered his eyes to try and quell the spinning still sending his world off balance but thought he might be alright for a minute. Marinette sensed the calm in the storm and he felt her brush her hand along his spine again gently.

“Think you can walk?” she asked and he nodded, letting her help him up and carry the bucket along with them. They didn’t need to ask anyone to move.

Walking certainly wasn’t helping matters with the way his world was tilting sideways and he gripped the banister on the stairs tightly. Every sway in his step rocked his stomach more and his shuddered at the aborted gags he managed to hold back.

“Just a little further, it’s alright,” Marinette tried to coax but his body wasn’t done humiliating him apparently. Before he could gesture for the bucket he was doubled over and heaving up what little was left in his stomach to the carpeted stairs. He heard more gasps but Marinette was already hushing him and guiding him around the puddle of sick until they were safely out of the theater.

“I’m so sorry, Marinette,” he whined, wiping the back of his hand across his lips and wincing into the bright light of the theater. She didn’t acknowledge the apology but guided Adrien the rest of the way outside. The cool air invaded his senses and slowly the nausea began to ease as he was lowered onto a bench.

“I didn’t know you got motion sickness. We didn’t have to see the 3-D version,” she frowned, taking up long, slow strokes against his back again. Adrien didn’t hate it.

“I didn’t know either,” he groaned, “My heads still spinning,” he mumbled and closed his eyes again.

“Maybe you should lie down until you’re less dizzy. You should feel better now that you’re out of there,” she suggested. Adrien nodded and slowly pulled his legs up onto the bench to slide down and rest his head on Marinette’s lap. She squeaked but didn’t ask him to move. Adrien almost apologized again, wondering if he’d been unintentionally foward until he felt slim fingers brushing through his bangs and he sighed quietly. Maybe it hadn’t been the best day, but this wasn’t the worst ending he could have asked for.

“Promise I’ll take you to see it again,” he breathed, not realizing how much like a date the offer sounded like as Marinette’s fingers faltered in his hair.


“As long as it isn’t 3-D,” she teased back in a shaky voice. Adrien nodded and laughed quietly.

“Never again.”

Something has begun to whisper in the back of your head. Each day it grows louder. You feel the urge to tie an orange ribbon around your wrist. You check your snapchat frequently, waiting for updates. A copy of Con Air has appeared among the box of DVDs from the library. You dare not watch it. You open your backpack and discover a bottle of Faygo, unopened, at the bottom. You’re beginning to see those zodiac posts floating around again. The beast is awakening. Those shitty 3-D glasses are staring at you from the drawer you’d put them in. You stare back. Your heart is racing. The voice in the back of your head is loud enough to make out now. Something honks outside your window. The voice is not one, but dozens of voices, reawakened from their slumber. They whisper, and you feel sick. You can hear them, chanting over and over and over again: “4/13 is coming, 4/13 is coming”.

It’s tomorrow. You are terrified. Cal’s awful yaois are behind your eyelids when you blink. You begin to say it with them.

4/13 is coming. It’s tomorrow. Homestuck is awake. Brace yourselves.

The Signs as Liminal Places
  • Aries: A rock concert bathroom, the walls are shaking from the bass.
  • Taurus: The White Castle drive-thru at night. The speaker is buzzing and no one is at the window. Your car lights aren't on anymore.
  • Gemini: Under a bridge while it's raining. The cars are rumbling overhead almost as loud as the thunder. It's not cold.
  • Cancer: The bedding section of a department store. Music doesn't make it this far, the only sound you hear is your hand running across a white duvet.
  • Leo: Your living room at four a.m. The sun is trying to rise but the mist outside is too thick. Your television is on but the sound was turned off hours ago.
  • Virgo: The first gas station on your personal road trip, a bell makes an unfamiliar ding as you walk in. There's nothing here that you need.
  • Libra: After the last movie of the night. The lights are shutting off in odd places of the theatre and you're still holding your 3-D glasses.
  • Scorpio: The door and window section at a hardware store. Old school music plays from far overhead making it muted but audible. The section checkout desk is empty.
  • Sagittarius: A small town laundry mat that should've been shut down years ago. You can hear pool balls rolling on a table as the owner plays alone.
  • Capricorn: A straight stretch on a road with no streetlights. You don't know how fast you're going and it doesn't matter-there hasn't been a soul in twenty miles.
  • Aquarius: The small airport where you catch your connecting flight. Every now and then you hear the wheels of a suitcase skate across the laminate. It's bright in the terminal but you can feel the darkness of night seeping through the glass.
  • Pisces: The brightly colored fun-center of Wal-mart. Every so many minutes a crane game begins playing on it's own.
Solar System: Things to Know This Week

From images to virtual reality and interactive simulations, NASA offers plenty of ways to explore our solar system – and beyond – in 3-D.

1. Step One: Get the Glasses

Many of the images and interactive features require special glasses with red and blue lenses.

2. Breaking News (Virtual Reality Edition)

Big news from 40 light-years away (235 trillion miles). Our Spitzer Space Telescope revealed the first known system of seven Earth-size planets around a single star. Three of these planets are firmly located in the habitable zone, all of them have the potential for water on their surfaces.

No glasses required.

This image was created by combining two images from STEREO B (Feb. 24, 2008) taken about 12 hours apart, during which the sun’s rotation provides sufficient perspective to create a nice 3-D effect.

3. Free-Range 3-D Exploration

Our Eyes on the Solar System app allows free exploration of Earth, our Solar System and thousands of worlds discovered orbiting distant stars. And, you also can explore it all in 3-D!

Under visual controls just check 3-D, pop on your glasses and explore.

4. Your Star in 3-D

The STEREO (Solar TErrestrial RElations Observatory) mission studied the sun in 3-D with twin satellites.

5. National Parks in 3-D

The Earth-orbiting Terra satellite’s Multiangle Imaging SpectroRadiometer (MISR) instrument provides 3-D views while orbiting Earth, including some great shots of our National Parks.

6. Get in the Pilot’s Seat

Take a look inside the cockpit of our high altitude ER-2 aircraft as it descends for landing at Kaneohe Bay, Hawaii. This month, scientists used used the aircraft to collect data on coral reef health and volcanic emissions and eruptions. Flying at 65,000 feet, above 95 percent of Earth’s atmosphere, the ER-2 has a unique ability to replicate the data a future satellite could collect. Data from this mission will help in developing a planned NASA satellite mission to study natural hazards and ecosystems called Hyperspectral Infrared Imager, or HyspIRI.

7. Moon Views

The Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter creates 3-D images from orbit by taking an image of the moon from one angle on one orbit and a different angle on a separate orbit.

This stereo scene looking back at where Curiosity crossed a dune at “Dingo Gap” combines several exposures taken by the Navigation Camera (Navcam) high on the rover’s mast.

8. Martian 3D

Our Mars fleet of rovers and orbiters captures the Red Planet from all angles - often in 3-D.

9. Saturn in 3-D

The Cassini spacecraft’s mission to Saturn is well-known for its stunning images of the planet and its complex system of rings and moons. Now you can see some of them in 3-D.

10. Want More? Do It Yourself!

Put a new dimension to your vacation photos. Our Mars team created this handy how-to guide to making your own eye-popping 3-D images.

BONUS: Printer-Friendly

Why stop with images? The Ames Research Center hosts a vast collection of 3-D printable models ranging from the moon craters to spacecraft.

Discover more lists of 10 things to know about our solar system HERE.

Follow us on Tumblr for your regular dose of space: http://nasa.tumblr.com

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“As he knelt patiently on the rooftops, Cyrus notched his glass-head arrow, waiting for his target to appear in his line of sight. He had received all of the information he needed for his Queen. Now, the only thing left to do, was kill the loose tie.

Inhale. Exhale.

With one swift movements,  Cyrus’s arrow had embedded itself into the mans neck. It shattered upon impact. Sending shards of glass in every direction. Cyrus grinned as he hid again behind a chimney for cover. The sound of guards scrambling for their fallen Lord and orders being yelled were the only things audible on top of the distant tavern bustling in the city below.

Cyrus slipped back into the shadows, and made his way back toward Evermeet. To Felharidul, in the castle of glass, where he would report his findings to Queen Maehdari.’’

Commission done! Cyrus Venlael, a high elf ranger trained in bow, blade, and espionage & his young dire wolf companion: Storm. Characters and lore belong to Diamond a.k.a Diamselves ;)

Me: Stop trying to make
Flannel happen it’s NOT going to happen
**YOI OFFICIAL ART OF PODIUM FAMILY***
Me: I once saw Victuuri im Flannel shirts and glasses, so I started to wear flannel shirts and glasses
FUCK

At The Cinema

This is for @not-illegal-if-u-win​ (Brynn) for the ACOWAR Exchange by @squaddreamcourt​.

Hope you like it.

AO3

Masterlist.


“So,which movie are we going to watch today ?”

I asked Rhys as he opened the car door for me.I stepped out of the car,closing the door behind me.Rhys put his arm around my shoulders,locking the car also kissing my cheek,”Well,Feyre that is a surprise.”

”Come on,Rhys one hint.I see you after a month and still everything has to be a secret.”I narrowed my eyes at him but he just smiled winking at me.I rolled my eyes.

We entered the cinema where there were posters of black and white movies and I stopped in my tracks and Rhys gave me a questioning look.”Rhys,I love you but I don’t like black and white movies as much the next person does.”

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Heathers the Musical: The Summary
  • Beautiful: High school sucks. Oh look I'm popular, maybe this isn't so bad.
  • Candy Store: Dump Martha, she's a baby. Let's actually do stuff that's not watching Sesame Street.
  • Holy Shit!/Fight for Me: Daaaaamn this trench coat kid can fight, how bout you date me?
  • Candy Store (Reprise): More singing.
  • Freeze Your Brain: I come to 7/11 to escape my troubles.
  • Big Fun: Parents are away, so we'll get drunk and make fun of Martha. Pig Piñata.
  • Dead Girl Walking: The Heathers threw me out of their group, lemme get in your pants.
  • Veronica's Chandler Nightmare: Good morning slut. I'm gonna tell everyone you slept with trench coat kid. 3-D glasses.
  • Pain in My Path: Lol Heather died. She died because she was having her period.
  • The Me Inside of Me: Chandler died. Let's get out of school early. No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings.
  • Blue: Friends help friends get raped.
  • Blue (Reprise): We didn't actually have sex with you, but we'll spread rumors that we did anyway. Sword-Fighting.
  • Blue Reprise Playoff (Freak! Slut!): Blue Reprise Reprise. Name calling. JD punches Ram.
  • Our Love is God: I love you, so I'm gonna kill Kurt and Ram for spreading rumors about you. Ich Luge Bullets.
  • Prom or Hell?: My teen angst bullshit has a body count.
  • My Dead Gay Son: Kurt and Ram killed themselves because they were gay. Guess what? We're gay too!
  • Seventeen: Let's stop killing people JD. Kissing.
  • Fight for Me (Reprise): JD is gonna hurt more people if he doesn't stop. Song that should have been in the show but wasn't.
  • Shine a Light: What the fuck is wrong with you Ms. Fleming? TV Cameras.
  • Lifeboat: Surpise! McNamara is a cinnamon roll.
  • Shine a Light (Reprise): lol go kill yourself McNamara.
  • Cheerleader Transition: Foreshadowing Dead Girl Walking (Reprise).
  • Kindergarten Boyfriend: My crush died and my best friend abandoned me. Very sad.
  • Yo Girl: Veronica is going to hell.
  • Meant to Be Yours: I was gonna kill you, but let's blow up the school instead.
  • Dead Girl Walking (Reprise): Veronica didn't kill herself and she tries to stop JD from blowing up the school.
  • I am Damaged: I love you Veronica. *audience crying*
  • Seventeen (Reprise): Okay let's stop doing stupid stuff and just be seventeen. Red scrunchie.
Aesthetics
  • Aries: Ouija boards. Ticking clocks.
  • Taurus: Flight. Wildlife. Peter Pan.
  • Gemini: Computer keys. 3-D movie glasses. Honeycombs.
  • Cancer: Late-night romcoms. The color of blood.
  • Leo: Caves. Blood and ashes. Cats.
  • Virgo: Sunlight. Lipstick. Dresses.
  • Libra: Dragons. Red. The smell of chalk.
  • Scorpio: Broken glass. Treasure chests. Red converse.
  • Sagittarius: Darkness. Emptiness. Metal. Loose electrical wires.
  • Capricorn: Carnivals at night. Stardust.
  • Aquarius: Abandoned ships. Maps. Royalty.
  • Pisces: Sea life. Plants. Deep-sea leviathans.
The Struggles of Wearing Glasses

So I’ve decided I’m just going to make a big-ish post about the struggle of owning and wearing glasses since I really haven’t seen one around, only little things here and there (which I found hilarious). Please feel free to add your own struggles and or perks.

• They can become expensive (I cannot begin to tell how may times I have to get new frames and such because I’ve kept breaking them since being a small child.

• You’re reminded that you have crappy eyesight.

• And for some of us that makes us sad.

• You (or at least I do) envy people who have glasses but do not wear them simply because they can somehow tolerate not wearing them; meanwhile you’re stumbling around blind as a bat without yours.

• Hearing: “You look so much better without glasses!” Or anything along those lines.

• You have crap eyes (don’t forget).

• When you can’t find them in the morning so you have to waste time you don’t have looking for them. And truly if they are not within reach or anywhere are where they are normally kept you’re screwed.

• Can’t wear really cool sunglasses (or sunglasses in general).

• When they constantly slide off your face (seriously, how rude?).

• When you get slight headaches from breaking in new lenses.

• Those of us who have an astigma (you know who you are and how it is).

• Can’t wear Halloween masks too well because you would have to take your glasses off in order for the mask to fit over your face and then you can’t fucking see!

• The rain. Enough said.

• When you break them.

• Especially if you don’t have a backup.

• Probably the fact the you need a backup.

• Anyone whose ever been teased. Especially when it really hurt.

• Can’t wear mascara because it will smudge on the inside of the lenses.

• It’s hard for some of us to prescribe eye makeup because our lovely glasses get in the way and of course we can’t remove them because then WE CANNOT SEE A BLOODY THING IN FRONT OF US (I seriously have a terrible issue with this).

• Getting hair dye stains on the sides.

• Can’t really wear 3-D glasses.

• Unable to truly fall peacefully asleep whenever you feel like it because you have to take the extra two seconds to remove your glasses and prevent damage.

• Steam.

• If you stay at a friends house (or anyone’s house) and you need to take a shower, you have to read the labels of all the bottles in the shower before getting in. If not your standing there squinting trying to determine which bottle is shampoo and which is conditioner.

Perks about wearing glasses:

• Since people use glasses as a fashion statement now a days, you’re already ahead of the curve.

• They help you see better (imagine that right?).

• For some of us they really do hide our very terrible eye makeup.

• A lot of people really really do look great in glasses. Seriously, keep being fabulous specimen of human beings.

• You are probably making someone else feel good about wearing their glasses.

Today I became a Jedi

So, I work at a movie theater…

And when you work at a movie theater, there’s a myriad of jobs you can be given. My favourite by far is running theater checks, which is basically following a list and making sure that all the screens are running A-okay the entire day, ducking in and out of theaters, and occasionally radioing in if something is wrong–I get paid to watch movie trailers for eight hours–and its glorious.

Then Star Wars comes out and everything is thrown into chaos. The AVX theaters are constantly packed, fans swirl around the lobby in their cloaks and robes, children have lightsaber duels in the arcade, and you have lines in the hall twenty-people-strong of guests trying to snag the perfect seats. To level with you, it’s pretty amazing and magical.

Naturally, any theater showing Star Wars gets put on priority for theater checks–God forbid something happen to mess up your perfect viewing experience, I understand. 

When you do theater checks, you need to make sure that the picture is framed correctly, all the guests are quiet, and that the sound for the film is playing properly. You listen to a the first few notes of the opening logos and boom you’re free to move on. 

The first bit of audio for The Force Awakens is the earth-shattering and iconic Theme that plays as the yellow text scrolls into its starry infinity. 

After seeing the opening to the film for the up-teenth time, I could predict without fail exactly when the music would cue up, and I would often snap my fingers just for laughs, as if I were the one making the music play on command.

It’s my last Star Wars check of the day. I’m standing in the front, ready to go down the list.

In the aisle seat next to me is this kid, and I can see him staring at me behind his 3-D glasses, kids pack of popcorn clutched in his hands.

I give him a little wave, and he waves back. He won’t stop staring at me though, maybe because its just so scandalous to see someone stand in a movie theater.

The theater hushes. On-screen, the Lucasfilm logo glints–and here people clap, I’m still confused about that–fades, and is replaced by ‘a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away’ in blue.

The kid is still staring, and I think, You know what, what the heck?

The blue text fades.

 I count, “One Mississippi, two Missip–”

Right before the music blares, I thrust my hand out Force-wielder style, fingers splayed with effort, and the walls vibrate with the opening chords of the Theme.

The kid’s eyes go wide like saucers. Ignoring the opening scroll completely, he mouths to me, “You can Force?”

I nod at him. Hell yeah I can Force, kid. Hell fucking yeah

tldr: I used my intense movie theater knowledge to convince a kid I was a Jedi.