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Doc, approach this carefully, it's kind of a big deal, try not to freak him out too much

Anti wakes up late that night as Dr. Iplier is reading by lamplight. “Why are you still awake?” Anti asks softly, pushing himself up into a sitting position. Already he can feel the difference of his accelerated healing.

Doc laughs and closes his book. “You’re the one in the hospital bed because some even crazier version of Wilford sliced open your side and shot you in the stomach, and you are worried about me?”

Anti nods.

“Thanks,” Dr. Iplier smiles and leans his elbows on his knees, closer to Anti. “Do you want to help me, Anti? There’s something you can do that will help me sleep better at night.”

Anti squeezes his hands into fists. “You think I’m crazy.”

No,” Doc says quickly. “No, but I think that you’ve found something about yourself that you didn’t know before. And sometimes when we find those things, we need help dealing with them.”

Anti shakes his head. “I don’t want to deal with it. I want it to go away.”

“Sometimes we don’t get that choice,” Doc sighs. He rubs his temple and gives Anti a tired smile. “But I believe you can do this.” Anti shakes his head again, but Doc isn’t done. “You could’ve laid there and given up in that other world or wherever you went. But you didn’t. You got up, and you found a way back.”

“That was…”

“That was strength like I’ve never seen before,” Doc interjects. “Except maybe in the Host.”

Anti closes his eyes. “Ya want me to ask his help with this.”

Doc nods. “Yes.. but most importantly, I just want you to be happy.”

Anti smirks and glitches a little. “Ah, quit with the mushy stuff. I’ll talk to the Host if ya want me to.” Doc smiles brightly, and Anti chuckles a little. “Now please go to bed and quit worrying about me fer five seconds.”

“Alright,” Doc stands and ruffles Anti’s hair. “I guess I can do that for you.” He turns out the light and walks to the door. “Goodnight, kid.”

He waits a moment more and then closes the door behind him. Anti closes his eyes. “Goodnight, Dad.”

I Know This Game | Six

Pairings: Bucky x Foster!Reader 

Summary: In which you’re betrayed in the worst way possible, by the people you least expect it from.

Warnings: Language, vomiting, dark and scary places, friends acting sketchy, oral sex (f/r), unprotected sex (a terrible idea), unwanted voyeurism (?)

Notes: We’re finally discovering the shit that went down! I was so excited to write this chapter but in all seriousness…I’m traumatised, having written it. Brace yourselves.

This chapter has received substantial edits since when it was last posted. 

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The hallway seems to stretch endlessly in either direction. Nondescript black doors are evenly spaced along both walls. The only sources of light in the otherwise darkened corridor are the bare bulbs dangling from skinny wires attached to the ceiling; they paint sickly yellow circles on the floor. If you squint your eyes, you can make out a darkened silhouette in the distance. 

You decide to head towards it.

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honestly my biggest pet peeve in fic AND in canon is everyone forgetting that kara is more than just a musclehead with the emotional range of a puppy and is actually a refugee, with her entire culture and language and religion wiped out, everyone she’s ever met dead, not simply a human with powers but a Kryptonian, always.

Who comes from a family of universe-renowned scientists, and was considered a genius by the standards of the extremely technologically advanced society that aren’t simply american humans in a few thousand years but people who probably have very different brains–along with also being created via the Codex and genetic manipulation (so it’s probably phased out any junk DNA, or vestigial structures–so, Kara probably doesn’t actually have an appendix or wisdom teeth tbh). If Kara had actually lived her life on Krypton, there’s a very high chance she would have went into the Science guild tbh

Really, imagine if you had gone through the equivalent of a rigorous phD program, and then all of a sudden put in a kindergarten science class. In the comics Kara was about to become the youngest person on the Kryptonian science counsel, ever

Yeah, of course Kara’s going to be bored with Earth level science, those science fairs that Alex dragged her along to are, to her, probably rudimentary at best, wildly off the mark at worst (and really–she’s been told to keep hidden. Genius children make news, genius children are noticed. Alex probably had a bit more leeway as the daughter of two world renowned scientists, already noticed by her teachers to be gifted but kara’s already the new adopted kid with the funny accent and mannerisms in a small town. That would be the exact opposite of laying low).

Lena’s probably a better tactician than Kara–a life as a Luthor would be a constant practice in tactics, long term planning. She’s definitely a brilliant scientist, but out of the two of them? Kara’s probably better.

And honestly? Lena realizing just how brilliant Kara really is, a fully fleshed three dimensional character, would be such a better story than just pretending that kara is an idiot with maybe 3 emotions.

Part of what makes Kara such a compelling character is that she’s been through so much, has so much anger and rage and sorrow but still manages to be a light and inspiration for others, intelligent, someone with a gift with words, a genius–someone who thinks of herself–Kara Zor-El, the powerless Kryptonian–as ordinary, someone not yet worthwhile, but she wants to be. She defeated Myriad through her words, through her sincerity and optimism, simply as herself. As Astra said, Kara “has the heart of a hero,” regardless of powers.Her heart is what makes her a hero.

tl;dr: kara is more than just a “puppy” who is incapable of intelligent thought

Washington State University Physicists create 'negative mass'

Washington State University physicists have created a fluid with negative mass, which is exactly what it sounds like. Push it, and unlike every physical object in the world we know, it doesn’t accelerate in the direction it was pushed. It accelerates backwards.

The phenomenon is rarely created in laboratory conditions and can be used to explore some of the more challenging concepts of the cosmos, said Michael Forbes, a WSU assistant professor of physics and astronomy and an affiliate assistant professor at the University of Washington. The research appears today in the journal Physical Review Letters, where it is featured as an “Editor’s Suggestion.”

Hypothetically, matter can have negative mass in the same sense that an electric charge can be either negative or positive. People rarely think in these terms, and our everyday world sees only the positive aspects of Isaac Newton’s Second Law of Motion, in which a force is equal to the mass of an object times its acceleration, or F=ma. In other words, if you push an object, it will accelerate in the direction you’re pushing it. Mass will accelerate in the direction of the force.

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so someone has leaked information about trump’s phone call with mexico’s president last week, and it’s equal parts terrifying and embarrassing

mr. pissboy in charge reportedly told the mexican president “i don’t need the mexicans. i don’t need mexico,” and “we are going to build the wall and you all are going to pay for it, like it or not”. which is bad enough, but then trump really outshitted himself by suggesting that unless mexico were able to combat drug trafficking, he would send US troops to take care of it

if this is true, the american president literally just threatened to invade an allied country. let that fucking sink in for a while

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Accelerate (M); Jungkook

Originally posted by jjks

There’s a new racer in town; he’s incredibly rich, hot, and talented. And you can’t stop staring.

Part 2 ○ Part 3

inspired by this vine and fueled by the encouragement of @zephyoongist and the help of other kind souls (who I’m not going to tag bc like…I don’t want to spam you all)

smut, 2.4k words, jungkook/reader, racer/playboy/rich kid au


Getting in is never hard; after all, the illegal racing scene isn’t new to you. It’s as chaotic as ever, and you love it. People call out bets, bicker, toss money and who knows what else about, while in the background, music blasts. You push past people–scantily clad girls, half-naked men–as you make your way to the bar. The bartender greets you with a smile and a nod as you slide into a vacant seat.

“Hey there,” he says. “Haven’t seen you in a while.” He has to raise his voice to be heard above the din of the pre-race excitement.

“Jin,” you say. “Things got busy. I’m glad to be back, though.”

“You didn’t miss much. You excited for tonight’s race?”

“You know it,” you say, smirking. Someone roughly pushes past, jostling you; you turn to glare at his retreating back before turning to Jin again. “It’s so crowded here. More than I remember it being.”

He shrugs. “Yeah, well, this is how it usually is whenever Jeon and his other rich friends come by. I hear he’s racing tonight, too.”

You give him a confused look. “Jeon?”

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