a million miles wide



Did our Sun have a twin when it was born 4.5 billion years ago?

Almost certainly yes – though not an identical twin. And so did every other Sun-like star in the universe, according to a new analysis by a theoretical physicist from the University of California, Berkeley, and a radio astronomer from the Smithsonian Astrophysical Observatory at Harvard University.

Many stars have companions, including our nearest neighbor, Alpha Centauri, a triplet system. Astronomers have long sought an explanation. Are binary and triplet star systems born that way? Did one star capture another? Do binary stars sometimes split up and become single stars?

Astronomers have even searched for a companion to our Sun, a star dubbed Nemesis because it was supposed to have kicked an asteroid into Earth’s orbit that collided with our planet and exterminated the dinosaurs. It has never been found.

The new assertion is based on a radio survey of a giant molecular cloud filled with recently formed stars in the constellation Perseus, and a mathematical model that can explain the Perseus observations only if all Sun-like stars are born with a companion.

“We are saying, yes, there probably was a Nemesis, a long time ago,” said co-author Steven Stahler, a UC Berkeley research astronomer.

“We ran a series of statistical models to see if we could account for the relative populations of young single stars and binaries of all separations in the Perseus molecular cloud, and the only model that could reproduce the data was one in which all stars form initially as wide binaries. These systems then either shrink or break apart within a million years.”

In this study, “wide” means that the two stars are separated by more than 500 astronomical units, or AU, where one astronomical unit is the average distance between the Sun and Earth (93 million miles). A wide binary companion to our Sun would have been 17 times farther from the Sun than its most distant planet today, Neptune.

Based on this model, the Sun’s sibling most likely escaped and mixed with all the other stars in our region of the Milky Way galaxy, never to be seen again.

“The idea that many stars form with a companion has been suggested before, but the question is: how many?” said first author Sarah Sadavoy, a NASA Hubble fellow at the Smithsonian Astrophysical Observatory. “Based on our simple model, we say that nearly all stars form with a companion. The Perseus cloud is generally considered a typical low-mass star-forming region, but our model needs to be checked in other clouds.”

The idea that all stars are born in a litter has implications beyond star formation, including the very origins of galaxies, Stahler said.

Stahler and Sadavoy posted their findings in April on the arXiv server. Their paper has been accepted for publication in the Monthly Notices of the Royal Astronomical Society.

Stars Birthed in ‘Dense Cores’

Astronomers have speculated about the origins of binary and multiple star systems for hundreds of years, and in recent years have created computer simulations of collapsing masses of gas to understand how they condense under gravity into stars. They have also simulated the interaction of many young stars recently freed from their gas clouds. Several years ago, one such computer simulation by Pavel Kroupa of the University of Bonn led him to conclude that all stars are born as binaries.

Yet direct evidence from observations has been scarce. As astronomers look at younger and younger stars, they find a greater proportion of binaries, but why is still a mystery.

“The key here is that no one looked before in a systematic way at the relation of real young stars to the clouds that spawn them,” Stahler said. “Our work is a step forward in understanding both how binaries form and also the role that binaries play in early stellar evolution. We now believe that most stars, which are quite similar to our own Sun, form as binaries. I think we have the strongest evidence to date for such an assertion.”

According to Stahler, astronomers have known for several decades that stars are born inside egg-shaped cocoons called dense cores, which are sprinkled throughout immense clouds of cold, molecular hydrogen that are the nurseries for young stars. Through an optical telescope, these clouds look like holes in the starry sky, because the dust accompanying the gas blocks light from both the stars forming inside and the stars behind. The clouds can, however, be probed by radio telescopes, since the cold dust grains in them emit at these radio wavelengths, and radio waves are not blocked by the dust.

The Perseus molecular cloud is one such stellar nursery, about 600 light-years from Earth and about 50 light-years long. Last year, a team of astronomers completed a survey that used the Very Large Array, a collection of radio dishes in New Mexico, to look at star formation inside the cloud. Called VANDAM, it was the first complete survey of all young stars in a molecular cloud, that is, stars less than about 4 million years old, including both single and multiple stars down to separations of about 15 astronomical units. This captured all multiple stars with a separation of more than about the radius of Uranus’ orbit – 19 AU – in our solar system.

Stahler heard about the survey after approaching Sadavoy, a member of the VANDAM team, and asking for her help in observing young stars inside dense cores. The VANDAM survey produced a census of all Class 0 stars – those less than about 500,000 years old – and Class I stars – those between about 500,000 and 1 million years old. Both types of stars are so young that they are not yet burning hydrogen to produce energy.

Sadavoy took the results from VANDAM and combined them with additional observations that reveal the egg-shaped cocoons around the young stars. These additional observations come from the Gould Belt Survey with SCUBA-2 on the James Clerk Maxwell Telescope in Hawaii. By combining these two data sets, Sadavoy was able to produce a robust census of the binary and single-star populations in Perseus, turning up 55 young stars in 24 multiple-star systems, all but five of them binary, and 45 single-star systems.

Using these data, Sadavoy and Stahler discovered that all of the widely separated binary systems – those with stars separated by more than 500 AU – were very young systems, containing two Class 0 stars. These systems also tended to be aligned with the long axis of the egg-shaped dense core. The slightly older Class I binary stars were closer together, many separated by about 200 AU, and showed no tendency to align along the egg’s axis.

“This has not been seen before or tested, and is super interesting,” Sadavoy said. “We don’t yet know quite what it means, but it isn’t random and must say something about the way wide binaries form.”

Egg-Shaped Cores Collapse into Two Centers

Stahler and Sadavoy mathematically modeled various scenarios to explain this distribution of stars, assuming typical formation, breakup and orbital shrinking times. They concluded that the only way to explain the observations is to assume that all stars of masses around that of the Sun start off as wide Class 0 binaries in egg-shaped dense cores, after which some 60 percent split up over time. The rest shrink to form tight binaries.

“As the egg contracts, the densest part of the egg will be toward the middle, and that forms two concentrations of density along the middle axis,” he said. “These centers of higher density at some point collapse in on themselves because of their self-gravity to form Class 0 stars.”

“Within our picture, single low-mass, Sun-like stars are not primordial,” Stahler added. “They are the result of the breakup of binaries. “

Their theory implies that each dense core, which typically comprises a few solar masses, converts twice as much material into stars as was previously thought.

Stahler said that he has been asking radio astronomers to compare dense cores with their embedded young stars for more than 20 years, in order to test theories of binary star formation. The new data and model are a start, he says, but more work needs to be done to understand the physics behind the rule.

Such studies may come along soon, because the capabilities of a now-upgraded VLA and the ALMA telescope in Chile, plus the SCUBA-2 survey in Hawaii, “are finally giving us the data and statistics we need. This is going to change our understanding of dense cores and the embedded stars within them,” Sadavoy said.

TOP IMAGE….Radio image of a very young binary star system, less than about 1 million years old, that formed within a dense core (oval outline) in the Perseus molecular cloud. All stars likely form as binaries within dense cores. (SCUBA-2 survey image by Sarah Sadavoy, CfA)

CENTRE IMAGE….A radio image of a triple star system forming within a dusty disk in the Perseus molecular cloud obtained by the Atacama Large Millimeter/submillimeter Array (ALMA) in Chile. (Image: Bill Saxton, ALMA (ESO/NAOJ/NRAO), NRAO/AUI/NSF)

LOWER IMAGE….This infrared image from the Hubble Space Telescope contains a bright, fan-shaped object (lower right quadrant) thought to be a binary star that emits light pulses as the two stars interact. The primitive binary system is located in the IC 348 region of the Perseus molecular cloud and was included in the study by the Berkeley/Harvard team. (Image: NASA, ESA and J. Muzerolle, STScI)

BOTTOM IMAGE….A dark molecular cloud, Barnard 68, is filled with gas and dust that block the light from stars forming inside as well as stars and galaxies located behind it. These and other stellar nurseries, like the Perseus molecular cloud, can only be probed by radio waves. Credit: FORS Team, 8.2-meter VLT Antu, ESO

There’s a post that comes back around every so often that compares fan fiction to the porn industry and says it’s hypocritical to criticize the porn industry for fetishizing lesbians if you write gay fan fiction and I just. 

I just want you to understand there’s a gap a few million miles wide between these things and it’s called money. Can gay fan fiction be fetishization? Yeah, of course. Is there lesbian porn that isn’t? Sure.

But fan fiction isn’t a multi-million dollar industry. 

The writers of fan fiction are doing it for free. They have no budget, no mass marketing plan, no exposure outside of some social media sites. I’m willing to bet the most popular m/m fan fiction has nowhere near the amount of views as an average w/w porn vid. The porn industry has literally shaped public opinion on lesbians – this is not true of fan fiction and gay men.

Whatever a writer’s motivation – even if they actively set out to fetisize – is never going to be on the same level as anything that comes out of the porn industry. 

Do I think it’s right to fetisize gay men? No. Do I think we need to be conscientious of our output and intentions? Absolutely. Do I think everyone needs to adhere to that? No. 

Because the thing is – fiction isn’t safe, creativity isn’t limited to personal experience. The original post states that they don’t want women to ever write gay men and like, bruh, I get it, okay. Sometimes I feel like I don’t want men writing women at all but like? If no one wrote about experiences that weren’t their own we wouldn’t have the entire genre of speculative fiction. 

And yeah, the best fiction tends to be mindful of it’s intent but there is a lot of bad fiction in the world, there’s going to be a lot of bad fan fiction too. I promise you can just not read it.

Small Bump

Okieriete Onaodowan x Reader

Words: 3500

Request: 10, 30 & 50 for the writing prompts with oak something super angsty. maybe he and reader lose their child or something.

10. “Where were you when I needed you?” 

30. “What? You think you’re the only one suffering?” 

50. “Please… I need you”

Summary: Song-Fic with Small Bump by Ed Sheeran where Oak and the reader lose a child.

Note: Guys this took me forever to write I poured my soul into this I really hope you like it and please P L E A S E tell me what you thought. (the song is at the bottom if you wanna listen while you read)

You were just a small bump unborn, four months then brought to life

When you first told Oak you were pregnant, he was ecstatic. He smiled his big wide smile and picked you up and spun you around. Not ten seconds later, he gently placed you down, a frantic expression on his face. 

“Is that bad for the baby? Oh no. Should I not have done that?” His eyes were desperately searching yours for an answer. You smiled and kissed his forehead.

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Gone Girl 1

Originally posted by lucifersagents

A/n: Gabriel doesn’t make good decisions when it comes to the woman he loves. Dark themes, minor character death, slight mentions of smut. Don’t like don’t read…

Words: 1, 284


Anna lay wide awake her mind racing a million miles per hour. Her life was derailing and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it. She looked to her husband’s back, who lay cuddled with his girlfriend. Rage and jealousy went through Anna as she looked at them. This had been going on for about 6 months. The only reason she had agreed to this arrangement was to make Gabriel happy. Anna was shattered when Gabriel came to her and said he was bored with their relationship and they needed to do something to spice their love life up. He was bored with her. All the time that she had spent thinking that he loved her was a lie. Their marriage was lie…EVERYTHING WAS A LIE!

In the beginning, Gabriel promised nothing would change between the two of them and Anna would always be his favorite however, that was also a lie. Anna couldn’t remember the last time they kissed or made love. Whenever it would come to her Gabriel never had time. He was too busy or had things to do with Kali.

Of course she would have become his favorite AGAIN! They had a history. Not to mention that she was immortal and a goddess. She wasn’t some lowly mortal that Gabriel, for whatever reason, developed an attraction too. Anna knew that she should have expected this. An archangel was bound to get bored with a human.

Kali pretended to be nice and treat Anna well. The goddess only did it for the show and Anna knew It. Kali pampered her because it was what Gabriel wanted. Kali would be loving until Gabriel wasn’t looking then push her away with a frown.

Laying in the darkness, Anna had enough! She couldn’t live like this any longer. Anna had a packed bag strategically placed in her car. She carefully started to slip out of bed until Gabriel’s hand wrapped around her wrist.

“Where are you going?”

Anna smiled keeping her look as normal as possible. Gabriel would automatically know if something seemed off. Anna waited until he and Kali had been kissing for over half an hour before she planned to abandon ship.

“Can’t sleep. I’m going to get some tea.”

She kept her voice as tender as possible. Gabriel nodded clearly not knowing something was up. He laid back pulling Kali back into his arms. Kali’s eyes rolled to her face.

“Want me to come with you?”

Anna shook her head.

“Nah you two just continue where you were. You’ll both be fine without me.”

2 hours later Gabriel reached over to cuddle Anna. He hadn’t told her yet but he was ending things with Kali. Her novelty had worn off and all he wanted was his lover who he was obviously hurting. He was tired of seeing the sadness in her pretty eyes. He frowned finding her side of the bed cold and empty.

Gabriel stood pulling on his abandoned jeans before going into the kitchen.


When she didn’t respond he quickly walked into the living room where the front door was wide open and the glass coffee table was shattered.


Gabriel quickly looked outside to see her car gone.

Anna meanwhile, was driving feeling comfortable. She had taken off the ring Gabriel had given her and left it on top of the kitchen counter for Gabriel to find along with a nasty letter,

“Darling husband,  

            It has come to my attention that we are no longer what we used to be. I blame you for this. I blame your hunger for another woman and yes I am talking about Kali. Funny how I used to be able to please you fully but not so now. Enjoy your life.

-Your now gone girl.”

Glancing at her phone she raised an eyebrow when Gabriel’s name flashed on her phone.

“Too late.”

She said smoothly before hitting ignore sending his pleads to a voicemail she would never check.

Gabriel meanwhile, had dismissed Kali and called Sam, Dean, and Cas to help him look. The Winchester’s were over within 10 minutes upon hearing their baby sister was missing. Gabriel meanwhile, was calling Anna over and over again praying he would finally get through. Sam looked around hoping for a sign from his sister. His eyes landed on the note and the divorce papers. He frowned looking to his best friend and brother in law.

“You two were divorcing?”

Gabriel looked baffled.

“What? No! I love Anna.”

Sam held up the decree as Dean walked in crossing his arms over his chest.

“Reasons of infidelity and this note. Have you been cheating on her?”

Both Cas and Dean looked up. Cas never expected this to happen in the slightest. Gabriel and Anna were the perfect couple. Gabriel looked down sadly.

“Yes and I regret it.”

Anna meanwhile, stood outside of Kali’s apartment. When the devastated goddess opened the door she looked even sadder to see Anna standing in a tight black dress that maximized all of her assets.

“Gabriel is looking for you.”

Anna raised an eyebrow before speaking in a condescending tone.

“Is he now?”

Kali nodded whipping her eyes.

“Yes he’s devastated. Said we were over. Anna I am so in love with both of you.”

The jealous wife in Anna was going nuts as she walked to Kali wrapping her arms around the goddess. Kali quickly pressed her lips to Anna’s kissing her tenderly in hopes she could get Anna to see the passion she felt for her. Anna smiled into the kiss as she slipped her hand into her garter and pulled out the colt that she had “borrowed” from Dean without his knowing. She lovingly kissed the girl a moment longer before placing the weapon at the side of Kali’s head pulling the trigger.

“You even taste bad. Adios you thorn in my side.”  

She smiled coldly taking her garter off placing it on the dead girls body as a calling card for her husband. Gabriel would see this and know everything would happen.

2 hours later Gabriel, Sam, Dean, and Cas where hot on Anna’s trail. Sam had the idea to track her cell phone. To Gabriel’s horror it led them to Kali’s apartment. Walking to the door he couldn’t help but feel ill.

“what have I done to you kitten?”

He thought sadly as Dean opened the door immediately seeing the goddess dead in the floor.  Both Sam and Dean froze at what their sister had done. Cas walked to Kali’s body seeing the colt on the ground an inch or so from her. He picked up the weapon looking to Dean.

“This explains how she did it.”

Dean took a breath running a hand through his hair before taking the weapon from Cas before looking at Gabriel.

“The colt….well that explains how sissy did it. Well little sister doesn’t miss when she aims a gun.”

Gabriel bent down picking up the Anna’s garter that lay on Kali’s body. Right away her sweet scent hit him in the face. He knew that he fucked up a lot in his life but this was his world class of fuck ups. He had a wife that loved and pretty much worshiped him and he had completely let her down.

“Gabriel bring your ass and come on. We have got to go find our sister!”

Dean called coldly over his shoulder as he stormed off to Baby. Cas hadn’t moved from his place beside Gabriel. He looked at his brother sadly.

“Come brother. We’ll find her.”






Facial Expressions

aries: wide eyed and fascinated
taurus: thoughtful and composed
gemini: animated and bubbly
cancer: longing and worried
leo: proud and radiant
virgo: pensive and attentive
libra: sympathetic and disarming
scorpio: staring into your soul
sagittarius: cheerful and chipper
capricorn: contemplative and wistful
aquarius: wide eyed and lost in thought
pisces: a million miles away

Luke Glendening #1

Requested by Anon:  can you do a luke glendening one please? anything fluffy and just sappy would be appreciated.

Word count: 824

Originally posted by yzermanwingedwheel

One look at sweaty Luke Glendening and your ovaries simultaneously bust. Sometimes you still can’t believe that this amazing person is in your life. How did you get so lucky?

You look at him smelling one of his armpits and then you changed your question… how did he get so lucky? Ha.

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Saturn has a huge extra ring that was only discovered in 2009

The ring starts about 6 million kilometers (3.7 million miles) away from Saturn and goes on for 12 million kilometers (7.4 million miles), making it as wide as almost 300 Saturns side by side.

Saturn’s moon Phoebe orbits within the ring, and astronomers think it’s the source of the ring’s material.


Title: Followed

Request (by anonymous): I was wondering the imagine on your master list where the reader is a child in the care of the winchesters and she sneaks out on a hunt, well I was wondering if you could do a one shot to where she sneaks out for a second time, despite what Dean said the first time!

Prompt: Several months after the reader followed the Winchesters out on a hunt, she decides to try again, getting a little close to danger for comfort.

Pairing: Winchesters x Child!Reader

This is Pt. 2 to this imagine! (Be sure to read it first)

Your name: submit What is this?

“Is this the bus to Acer Street?” You asked, peering up at the bus driver.

“Yeah.” He replied, giving  you a weird look. Probably because you were a 9 year old kid wanting to get on a bus by yourself at night. “You gettin on?”

You nodded and climbed onto the bus, dumping your money into the designated box. You settled into an empty seat, feet dangling a good 3 inches above the floor of the bus. The bus driver eyed you as he shut the doors and drove off.

“Where’re your parents, kid?”

“Don’t have any.” You shrugged. “I’m meeting up with my uncles.”

“Do your uncles know you’re coming?”

You nodded. “Uh-huh. They’re waiting for me at Acer Street.”

The bus driver nodded then focused his attention back on the road. You sighed in relief as he believed your lie. Your “uncles” were actually Sam and Dean. And you were actually following them to a hunt. They had absolutely no idea you were following them. In fact, they’d be downright pissed if they found out. A few months ago, you had followed them to a hunt for a Skinwalker and they had been absolutely livid with you. You were scolded severely by the brothers and had gotten your iPod taken away. After all that, you would’ve thought you had learned your lesson, but no. You believed that since you were older now (by a few months), you could therefore help Sam and Dean on a hunt. They didn’t know that was your mentality though, understandably believing you wouldn’t ever follow them out to a hunt again.

Last night, when the Winchesters thought you were sound asleep, they had discussed the location of the werewolf they were hunting. Its hunting grounds were in some woods by the park located on Acer Street and they were going to head over there tomorrow night. They went to bed shortly after, unaware that you now had all the info you needed to follow them to the hunt.

Today, 5 minutes after Sam and Dean had driven off, you gathered some money, threw on your hoodie, and walked to the bus stop. You knew what park the Winchesters had discussed and were determined to catch up with them.

After 15 minutes, the bus pulled to a stop. “Acer Street!” The driver called out. “Anyone gettin off here?”

You raised your hand and stood up, bolting off the bus with a quick “Thanks” aimed at the driver. Outside, the frigid air hit you hard and you shivered. Shoving your hands into your pockets, you spotted the park and approached it. As you neared the woods, you noticed the Impala off to the side. You jogged over to it and placed your hand on top of the hood.

“Still warm.”  You thought as you peered into the woods. Sam and Dean couldn’t have gotten far. Through the trees, you spotted a path.

“Guess that’s where I’ll start.” You shrugged, climbing through the leaves and branches.

After a couple minutes of walking, you heard some voices up ahead approaching you. You ducked behind a tree and peeked at the two approaching figures.

“Why’d the werewolf have to choose the woods as its hunting grounds?” One voice complained. “It couldn’t have chosen a damn coffee shop or somethin?”

You perked up. Wait, that was Dean! Which meant that the guy next to him was…

“I don’t know, Dean, why don’t you ask it?” Sam replied smartly. “If we even find the damn thing.”

You poked your head out from behind the tree. “Psst! Hey guys!”

The brothers immediately turned to the sound of your voice and reached for their guns.

“Who’s there?” Dean called out gruffly as he and Sam inched toward your tree.

“It’s me!” You replied, coming out to where they could see you.  

“Y/N?” Sam gasped as you ran up to them.

“Yup! Guess you’re surprised to see me here!”

“What the hell are you doing here?” Dean hissed angrily. “We told you to stay at the motel!”

“But I’m here to help!” You answered simply.

“Help with what?” Sam asked, peering down at you.

“The hunt! I can help you guys!”

Sam and Dean shared a look with each other.

“Alright you know what? Let’s go.” Dean ordered, taking you firmly by the arm.

“Wait, where’re we goin?” You protested, struggling in Dean’s grip.

You’re gonna wait in the car.” He answered as the Impala came into view. “And Y/N, if you leave that car, so help me God-”

Dean’s lecture was cut short as something knocked into you, tearing you away from him. You fell to your stomach on the ground, heart stopping when you heard angry growls above you. You looked up to meet the feral eyes of the werewolf. The werewolf suddenly slashed at you and you threw up your arms to protect yourself. Its claws shredded through your sleeves and you felt a painful sting as your arms were cut. You yelped and flipped yourself onto your back, shuffling backwards from the creature. It was about to pounce when loud gun shots pierced the night. The werewolf stumbled as silver bullets pierced its body. It fell to the ground with a heavy thud just in front of you.

You stared at it with wide eyes, heart beating a million miles an hour. Holy crap, that had been close! You felt a pair of strong hands lift you up onto your feet.

“Are you okay?!?” Dean asked worriedly, looking you up and down. He spotted your torn sleeves and took your arms into his hands, examining them.

“Am I gonna turn into a werewolf?” You demanded with panic in your voice and tears welling up in your eyes. “I don’t wanna turn into a werewolf!”

“Hey hey, it’s alright.” Sam soothed, kneeling beside you after he was done making sure the werewolf was dead. “That only happens when you get bit, remember?”

You nodded, trusting him.

“How about we head back to the motel and get you patched up?” Dean suggested gruffly. “And we need to have a little talk.”


The ride back to the motel actually hadn’t gone as you’d expected. The car ride had been quiet with Dean shooting you a silencing glare every time you started to speak. Once the three of you arrived at the room, you braced yourself for the angry tirade, but Dean had Sam patch you up first, cutting away the tattered sleeves of your hoodie.

“Ow that hurts!” You cried as Sam poured some whiskey on your arms, making the cuts sting.

“Just hold still.” He said. “This cleans the cuts so they won’t get infected.”

You sighed and obeyed, wincing as your arms throbbed.

“Y/N, what the hell were you thinking?” Dean asked from the other side of the room. “You know you’re not supposed to follow us on hunts!”

“But I wanted to help…” You replied quietly.

“You could’ve died out there, Y/N!” Dean continued, walking up to where you were sitting on the bed. “Died! Do you even understand what that means?!?”

You lowered your eyes guiltily, watching Sam as he wrapped your arms in bandages. “Yeah…I do.”

“Are you sure? Because it doesn’t seem like you do! You know, that werewolf was probably tracking you the moment you stepped foot in those woods! And if you hadn’t found us when you did, you wouldn’t be here right now!”

“Dean, I’m sorry!” You sighed, looking up at him. “I just wasn’t thinking and I-”

“Oh you weren’t thinkin, huh?” Dean interrupted. “You know what happens to people that don’t think about the consequences of their actions? They die, Y/N. They die because they were too stupid to think things through. Y/N, we told you to not leave this room until we got back. And did you do that?”


“That’s right! A couple of months ago when you followed us on a hunt, we told you to never do that again? And did you listen?”

“…no, I didn’t.” You muttered as Sam finished bandaging your arms and sat on the bed across from you.

“Of course you didn’t!” Dean exclaimed angrily, crossing his arms over his chest. “You know,I’ve got half a mind to take my belt off and use it on you! Maybe then you’ll learn your lesson.”

Your eyes grew wide and you tensed up. “No no no, please Dean, don’t!” You pleaded urgently. “I’ve learned my lesson, I swear! I won’t ever do that again!”

“That’s what you said last time.” Sam, who had been mostly silent up to this point, pointed out.

“But I mean it this time!” You stressed, looking at both brothers. “I promise I won’t ever do this again. I swear!”

Sam and Dean shared a look with each other.

“Now is that true?” Sam challenged, a serious look on his face.

“Yes, it is!”

You and Sam looked up at Dean, knowing he was the deciding factor in this. After a few moments, he sighed and sat down in front of you next to his brother.

“Y/N,” He began, all his anger now replaced with exhaustion. “Do you understand now why we don’t want you coming with us on hunts?”

You nodded and looked down at your bandaged arms. “Because I could get hurt…or killed.”

“Exactly. And we don’t want that now, do we?”

You shook your head. “No…but how come I always gotta sit out? You train me how to fight and use all these weapons, but I never get to do anything!”

“Y/N, you’re 9 years old.” Sam said, leaning forward to where his elbows were resting on his thighs. “You’re still a kid. You’re too young to go on a hunt.”

“I’m too young to do anything.” You mumbled, forming a pouty face. You would’ve crossed your arms, but you didn’t wanna press against your newly acquired cuts.

“Well hey,” Dean protested, a small smile on his face. “You’re not too young for everything. You’re old enough to brush your teeth, comb your hair-”

“Dean, I’ve been doing that since I was like, 4.” You interjected, a small grin forming on your face. “And those are all baby stuff.”

“Well you’re certainly not too young to get attacked by a werewolf.” Sam pointed out jokingly.

“That’s true.” You admitted. A couple of seconds passed before you opened your mouth to speak again.

“Hey guys? I’m really sorry about today.” You gestured at your bandaged arms. “Trust me, I’ve learned my lesson.”

Both brothers smiled and nodded.

“I would hope so.” Dean said, looking at your bandaged arms. “You look like a mummy now.”

You grinned and rolled your eyes. You brought up a hand up as you let out a yawn. Your little adventure had tired you out.

“I think I’m gonna sleep now.” You mumbled sleepily, rubbing at your eyes.

“Y/N, you still need to change out of those clothes.” Sam reminded, but his words went unheard as you laid back on the bed, curling up slightly into a ball. The two brothers watched as your breathing became deep and slow.

“I’m guessing she’s out cold.” Dean remarked as he stood up. He picked you up gently and positioned you to where your head was laying on the pillows.

“Lucky brat.” Sam groaned as he got up. “We, on the other hand, still need to get rid of the werewolf’s body in the trunk.”

Dean groaned and headed for the door. “God, how I miss being young and having the adults do the dirty work.”

Mistletoe (JB)

Originally posted by igot7-love

4/25 days of Christmas!Got7 ❅

why yes, 25 days of Christmas includes scenarios too ;-)

Plot: ‘We absolutely hate each other but our close friends are convinced we’d be cute together and now we’re under the mistletoe and they’re all chanting “kiss kiss kiss” and neither of us what to hear them nag anymore’ AU (x)

Length: 981 words

Genre: Fluff

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When a 6-mile-wide asteroid struck Earth 66 million years ago, it wreaked havoc, showering the planet in hot clouds of sulfur and ash, completely changing the climate and wiping about 75% of the species on Earth at the time. The impact is what likely caused the dinosaurs to go extinct.

We don’t know a lot about this cataclysmic event or how life managed to make a comeback.

Now, after weeks of drilling down into a rock slab in the Gulf of Mexico, a team of scientists has reached the impact crater that the dinosaur-killing asteroid left behind. The rock samples from the crater could teach us a lot about this violent period in Earth’s history.

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Yamaguchi Tadashi thinks Tsukki is cool.

He’s always thought this. From the first time he ever laid eyes on Tsukishima Kei, he just seemed so much more…together than all the other kids. Than a lot of adults, too. Clean cut and unfazed. Above all the things that grabbed hold of Tadashi and pulled him down and held him there. Plus, not only did Tsukki dress like he just walked off a movie set or something, and knew all the answers when teachers called on him, but he was tall and strong and just–

So cool.

He thinks Tsukki’s cool when girls surround him and he’s so lowkey about how nervous they make him ( “I’m not nervous, I’m annoyed,” Tsukki always says. Tsukki’s cool when he lies through his teeth, too). Tsukki’s cool when he talks about the bands he’s currently listening to, stuff Tadashi’s never even heard of (“They’re like, kind of really underground. No one really knows them.” But then he puts his power pop playlist on by accident when they’re doing homework together, and he scrambles to shut it off but Tadashi tells him keep it on, I love this song!)

He thinks Tsukki’s cool when he can pull top marks without even trying, but then act like it’s no big deal. Tsukki’s cool when he’s nothing short of brutal to everyone around him, even to Tadashi. But it’s how he knows, when Tsukki says stuff like nice shoes or I wanna hang out Saturday or when did you get so cool, he means it.

He thinks Tsukki’s cool when he bakes. And Tsukki bakes a lot. Usually it’s stress baking, though he’ll never call it that. But some mornings, during mid terms or finals or before big matches, when Tadashi swings by so they can walk to school together, Tsukki’s entire house is bursting with the almost suffocating smell of burnt sugar, and he’ll shove a baggie of warm, slightly undercooked chocolate chip cookies at Tadashi without a word (Tadashi’s favorite cookie, just the way he likes it. They’re amazing.)

He thinks Tsukki’s cool when starts breathlessly talking about whatever book he just read–ridiculous paleontology stuff that goes way over Tadashi’s head for the most part, but really he just likes to watch Tsukki. It’s cool how he throws his hands around, eyes lit and wide, mouth moving a million miles a minutes, because Tadashi knows he’s one of the only people who’s ever seen Tsukishima Kei like this. (“I mean, it wasn’t until 2001 that paleontologists really started reconsidering the position of the nostrils–so all of these artist renderings of dinosaurs in textbooks are like, completely inaccurate–”)

He thinks Tsukki’s too cool when he acts like stuff doesn’t get to him. Everything that happened with his brother, with losing at the Inter High, with the summer training camp, with everything that’s going to happen. He wants to think of a way to tell Tsukki that he’ll be cool to Tadashi no matter what he does. That caring doesn’t make him any less cool, that he thinks Tsukki’s the coolest when he’s frazzled or manic or excited or embarrassed, hair all messy and fingers twitching and looking like he’s trying to kind of fold into himself like some huge paper crane. That Tsukishima could collect stamps or decide to dedicate his life to restoring antique dolls or become a math teacher and Tadashi will still always think Tsukki’s the coolest person in the world.

But he’s afraid.

Because he’s pretty sure Tsukki’s totally smart enough to know that when Tadashi says I’ll always think you’re cool he really just means I’ll always love you

And that’s–

That’s just so not cool.

Imagine - Anakin - Hello

“Hello, could you do a Anakin Skywalker x reader based off of the song, Hello by Adele?”

It has been 2 years since the last time that you’ve spoken to Anakin. You thought of him often, you were together for about 2 ½ years. He was changing into another person, he rarely spent time with you and was more occupied with spending time with Palpatine. One day, enough was enough and you couldn’t handle the man he had become. “You are not the Anakin I remember. You’re-you’re a stranger to me and I don’t even know if I love you anymore.” you told him with tears in your eyes, heart stuck in your throat. Anakin began to bang his fists against his head, throwing a fit and yelling. He knocked over your table, spilling and breaking your photos and knickknacks. “HEY!” you screamed, “Leave now Anakin, never come back.” He grabbed ahold of your body by using the force. You weren’t afraid. “Leave now!” his face grew red with tears. “Y/N, I love you.” you turned your face to the side and said quietly. “Please.”

It was a beautiful night outside, sitting out on your balcony you looked out to the bustling city. You had a hologram communicator sitting on your desk that you used from business matters. You heard a faint, “Hello.” Turning your head you thought that someone had entered your home but no one was there. “Y/N, it’s me…Ani.” the voice spoke again. You looked into your office room and saw Anakin’s hologram sitting on your desk. Your face flushed and your heart fell into your butt. “I was thinking about you and I know it’s been years since we’ve last spoken to each other.” You were so tempted to just walk away and close the door. But something stopped you. You opened the door completely and stepped inside. Standing near the door with your hand still on the knob. “I know I was selfish and I changed into a different person. I know that I put so much difference between us that was a million miles wide.” You took another step, closer to the chair. Your mind still on the door.

“I know that I talk about myself more than us and I want to say… I’m sorry for breaking your heart.” I know it’s been years and you’ve probably forgotten about me and it doesn’t bother you anymore.“ You were now sitting, the door fading your mind and listening to what he had to say. "Did you ever make it out of that town you were trying to get out of years ago?” Your eyes began to tear. “It’s no secret, I know the both of us are running out of time now… But I’ve tried to get a hold of you a thousand times. I wanted to tell you that I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you.” You were sobbing now, you took a deep breath in. “Anakin, I wanted to call you a thousand times and I’m sorry too. I love you.”

“Gaza was bombarded with 273 airstrikes yesterday (8th July). That’s an average of 11 an hour. Gaza is about 25 miles long and 4 miles wide, with a population of 1.7 million crammed into that tiny space. It is under Israeli occupation and Israeli siege. Hospitals estimate they will run out of resources to treat the wounded in about two days. Electricity is intermittent. Gaza has no army, air force or navy. Israel is the fourth largest military power in the world. Resistance to occupation is allowed under international law. Israel’s occupation, siege and collective punishment of Gaza is not.”

—Palestine Solidarity Campaign UK

-May Allah end their pain and safeguard them always, and grant Jannatul Firdaus to those who have died on this massive attacks. May He give justice to the Muslims, ya Allah we call for your help, forgive the Muslims ya Allah, send out your Help just like how you have helped the Muslims during the battle of Badr!-

Amin Amin Amin

Gaza was bombarded with 273 airstrikes yesterday (8th July). That’s an average of 11 an hour. Gaza is about 25 miles long and 4 miles wide, with a population of 1.7 million crammed into that tiny space. It is under Israeli occupation and Israeli siege. Hospitals estimate they will run out of resources to treat the wounded in about a day. Electricity is intermittent. Gaza has no army, air force or navy. Israel is the fourth largest military power in the world. Resistance to occupation is allowed under international law. Israel’s occupation, siege and collective punishment of Gaza is not.
—  Norman Finkelstein

New research suggests that dinosaurs fell victim to a “perfect storm” of events.

Dinosaurs might have survived the asteroid strike that wiped them out if it had taken place slightly earlier or later in time, according to new research conducted in part by the American Museum of Natural History. The study, published today in Biological Reviews, builds a new narrative of the prehistoric creatures’ demise some 66 million years ago when a six-mile- (10-kilometer-) wide asteroid struck what is now Mexico.

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Books Are Teachers

Books gave me the words to speak. Books broadened my vocabulary. Books demonstrated to me the grammatical construction of language. Books taught me of placing trust in an enemy and the betrayal of a friend, the complete adoration of another person and the hatred of that which hurt them, long before I felt such things. In books I have lived a thousand lives and learned from each and every one. Books gave me a horizon a million miles wide.