For any planet, a year is the time it takes to make one orbit around the sun. Because Mars is farther away from the sun, it has to travel a greater distance than Earth. It takes Mars about twice as long as it does for Earth to make one circle around the sun…therefore, a year on Mars lasts twice as long.
On May 5, Mars passes solar longitude 0 as the sun crosses the equator on Mars. This is the vernal equinox and was chosen by planetary scientists as the start of a new year.
Mars has four seasons, roughly twice as long as those on Earth, but with more variation given Mars’ eccentric orbit and the fact its orbital speed varies more as a result.
Did you know that there’s a U.S. city named Mars? Mars, PA hosts an annual Mars New Year celebration and we’re participating in this two-day science, technology, engineering and math (STEM) event to inspire young people to pursue innovation and exploration.
The moment I saw the prompt, I thought of the song Kiss it Better by He is We, which is a straight shot to the feels and I’d definitely recommend it as background music if you ever need to write an angsty scene.
TW: Blood and Character death. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. See the tags for more thoughts.
Paris lay in ruins.
Paris lay in ruins and Chat Noir was alone.
He had split away from Ladybug nearly ten minutes
ago so she could recharge her kwami. The akuma, a vastly destructive force that
went by the name of Dévastateur, had spent the better part of the past hour
turning the streets to rubble and carving chunks out of buildings. Monuments
were crushed beneath his power – and for once, Chat wondered if Hawkmoth
regretted releasing a power like that into the world.
The akuma wasn’t anything special, really. He was
granted power, great power, which gave him strength beyond imagination. It was
his heart, however, that had darkened to a point that no mortal should ever
Chat didn’t know why the victim had turned so
cold. He wasn’t sure he cared – not when Ladybug was still missing in action
and Paris was a bona fide mess. But he did know that the damage wasn’t entirely
Hawkmoth’s fault. No. This was personal on some level. The man beneath the mask
wanted to tear the world apart on his own terms.
In Ladybug’s absence, Chat had reverted to a new
plan – evacuating as many civilians as he could as quickly as he could. There
were times for showy heroics, and there were times when all that mattered was
preventing a bloodbath. This happened to be one of the latter.
Have you heard of an anime called Space Adventure Cobra? I think it would be right up your alley. It's about a cigar-smoking space pirate and his adventures in a universe full of gorgeous women.
It’s funny you should say that: I came on it in my timeline, and I reposted it because it looks like Magnus, Robot Fighter.
I did see the Captain Future anime, based on the Captain Future pulp stories from the 1940s, about a space hero who was raised as a baby by two robots and a brain in a jar. What’s really shocking about that one is that, apart from layups like updating the technology and setting it on planets other than Mars and Venus, the anime used the plot of the Captain Future pulp stories almost word for word, making it maybe the most accurate adaptation of any of the 30s-40s pulp heroes ever made!
The Norweigian television show SKAM has just begun their 4th (and last) season and if you haven’t watched it yet, here’s a list of why it’s one of the most genius television shows ever created (not in chronological order or whatsoever)
It’s a show about norwegian teenagers set in real-time (as in veeery real-time.. more about that later) Norway at Hartvig Nissen Skole (a high school)
Julie Andem, the creator of the series and the whole SKAM crew behind it is 50/50 gender wise
JA researched A LOT before she started to write and has even written her characters around the actors themselves which makes it much more authentic
Every season evolves around a new person from the series (also their POV), including how they perceive the others resulting in minor changes in clothes, behaviour etc. from season to season
Julie Andem actually LISTENS to her fans, engage with the fandom, re-construct fan art, tries to constantly surprise fans and everything has a symbolic meaning - giving lots of opportunities for fans to discuss theories and geek the f out
The show deals with a lot of different themes such as mental illness, rape culture, body shaming, eating disorders, feminism, homosexuality, religion, and the list goes on. It all centers around one thing: finding your own identity
The whole setup of the series is different. You have real instagram-profiles, youtube- and facebook accounts of the fictive characters. You get snips and pieces from their fictive, private life in the form of group chats, random pictures, videos and such on the blog skam.p3.no & if you seek out their profiles too
During the airing of the season you get real-time updates from the show (small clips, group chats, whatever) (ie. a clip that’s set this Wednesday on 19:51 (7:51pm) is posted at that time)
The whole portrayal of the characters is so authentic in general and as a member of the LGBTQ+ community it pleased me how well they [SPOILER ALERT] handled Isak and Even’s relationship in season 3
I mean.. I could go on for ages. Just watch it.
.. Oh and this season it has MUSLIM HIJAB WEARING GIRL as their MAIN CHARACTER. I mean… What’s not to like?!
Hi guys, you may have noticed (or maybe not) that in these days the blog is closed. I will come back? I answer immediately: No
This blog was my little puppy, I took care of it with love for over a year. Why I closed the blog? Because I’m tired.
This fandom is a sequence of constant battles and fighting and I don’t want to be part of it. I’m sorry to say this, but It’s not allowed to have an opinion and it’s not allowed to remain neutral. You are forced to choose a side. I don’t want to choose any side.
I take this opportunity to thank all the people who have supported me in these months, publicly and privately. I thank you all with all my heart. In particular I would like to thank @jamiefraserfan and sweet @sonodivergente for your great moral support :****
I will leave the world of Outlander? No really, I decided to open a new blog. I asked myself: what actor I would follow beyond Outlander? The response was Sam. I will not take advantage of my almost 6,000 followers, so I have not renamed this blog, I opened a new one.
Perhaps only ten people follow me? Okay, at least I’ll have the assurance that those 10 followers are interested to Sam. It will be a Daily blog, dedicated to his acting career (obviously Outlander will be part of it, you will find updates from the set, photos, gifs, artlicles, etc.), his life, his friends. But it will not be a blog about Jamie Fraser. I want to be clear on this.
For those interested in Sam Heughan and for those interested to my new blog, you can find me here: Sam Heughan Daily (It’s under construction, it will take several days to update, sorry)
For those not interested: Ok, it was a good trip, maybe we’ll meet again in a new life ;)
Ps: this blog will remain active as a kind of database, It will not be updated.
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Another change is that those blogs that are self-marked as explicit can only be viewed by logged-in users. So if you are one of those viewers of ours who keeps up to date with us but does not have Tumblr, you might notice that you might not be able to view spicymchanzo anymore. We’re sorry about that– it wasn’t our doing, just part of Tumblr’s new system to protect minors.
This group is an open verse , but do take your time to read… What this verse is truly about.
Alola is a beautiful island for many relaxition needs, the season is right and nothing could go wrong. palm trees are in full bloom and the weather isn’t so bad. Everyone is having a good time, they really are.
But… Those days of peaceful moments will soon end.
For some reason, a Lockdown has suddenly appeared right when the good times are starting. The Lockdown is located by a starting point to another point: Melemele all the way to Poni is where the Lockdown will be contained at. Any outside force cannot get in and they cannot get out.
The first day is simple enough. Nothing is going wrong, people are contained in a horrible (?) situation. People were told information, people were contained with news about what’s going on. Something is wrong with the Alola ferries! People seem to be in awe that something like this could happen in a place like Alola. But what’s even more shocking is that the Tapu are the ones that set the Lockdown.
… Or really was it the Tapu?
It’s until a man donned with a black cape emerges from the skies, as if he’s the Messiah, and he speaks for all to hear…
“Welcome to the Lockdown, unfortunate I know. You all have to survive for what’s about to happen. Don’t ask why it’s happening. You have the freedom to choose to believe me or not. You have the freedom to do what you want… Just be warned: You cannot leave or you’ll be shot to death.”
Then he vanishes in thin air, leaving you in awe. You don’t understand what he means and you think he’s crazy. Things will just go fine, you’re sure. Stuck in a place with strangers you don’t know about… Or maybe you spot someone that you do know. Who knows? But you do know that something is giving you a horrible gut feeling. Not to mention, you feel oddly strange as if the air around you suddenly became dense…a bit hard to breathe.
Not to mention that there are millions of UB’s running loose, along with the strange creatures called ‘demons’ and the Pokemon are unable to help you with their abilities and powers.
You’re suddenly afraid…
But you don’t know why.
About the Verse
You are going to have to choose between three alignments: Neutral, Chaos, or Law.
With these alignments, you can have two types to choose from. Choose ONLY ONE TYPE. ( no hybrids ( ex. you can’t choose an evolution pokemon right off the bat) for a very good reason ):
Chaos - Fire/Dark
Law - Water/Fairy
Neutral - Flying/Fighting
Now, you don’t know what these alignments at first but in the long run it will be explained. But for now, choose one… You only get one chance to choose.
You are going to have to survive. You can choose to kill. You can choose to save people. Please know that it does not interfere with the alignment you choose in the first place. Each alignment will be killing or saving.
Be aware of your resources that are abundant in Alola, it could save you.
Only cellphones will be kept on your muses person. If they don’t have one, they will be given one. As well, a pocket mirror designed by the aesthetic of your muse, will be there as well, it’s highly suggested you take care of them both or something bad will happen.
Something very bad.
This verse will include HIGHLY TRIGGERING THEMES. Possibly including: Murder, Suicide, Gore, and Body horror. Other triggers and NSFW themes along these lines may be present, and we ask that any and all posts be tagged accordingly.
Each muse starts off with four skills. You are allowed to use skills from Pokemon Sun and Moon as they are the updated move sets of a Pokemon you will be choosing for your alignment.
Please tag your verse as ‘v; peaceful days died’ so people not in the group can blacklist it.
Tag crack rp’s as ‘ v; peaceful memes died’ for crack related things.
There are multiple endings, but it’ll determine your actions as a whole group on what you all get… Also, something nice might happen in the end.
Please be aware that this is part of your muses main verse…. we will explain why when it does end.
Please refer to the blog for the Application and FAQ page for any other questions you may have about the Verse! The inbox is also open if you require any further assistance! Upon acceptance of your application, you’ll be given a link to our Discord server, and your app will be posted on the main blog as well for reference.
APPLICATIONS FOR THE FIRST DAY CLOSE NEXT FRIDAY, JUNE 9th 2017
Apps will remain open until the start of the third In-game day, after that they will then be closed for the rest of the game.
A/N: school just started so i’ll probably be more busy sorry… requests still open. thank you so much guys!
You felt sleepy, tired and exhausted, but also lazy, flopping on the couch and grabbing the remote, flipping through the channels carelessly. You stopped on an old rerun of your old favorite show, and then pulled out your phone and checked the time. Josh should be here soon. I mean, the show wouldn’t have lasted that long, would it? You sent him a text asking if he was alright, and then closed your eyes, eventually falling asleep. You woke up to someone wrapping their arms around you, nestling their head in the crook of your neck, and cuddling you. “Hmm Josh?” you mumbled sleepily.
“Go to sleep,” he whispered. “Get some rest.”
“Love you,” you murmured with a small smile.
“Love you too,” he kissed your cheek and squeezed himself beside you, both of you drifting off to sleep on the couch.
You woke up and felt someone’s arms around you. You instantly remembered Josh and grinned, yawning and rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, sitting up and attempting to shake him awake. “Come on Josh,” you ran your fingers through his hair, your voice soft, watching him stir awake. “You’ve got to get up. The fans are waiting.”
“They are?” a goofy smile spread across his face, his eyes still closed. “They’re so nice.”
“They are, aren’t they?” you chuckled. “Now come on, they want to see you. They can’t do that if you’re laying on the couch.”
“But I’m comfy,” he grumbled. “And you’re here. And I’m tired. And I’m still tired from yesterday.”
“Josh,” you rubbed his back. “We got to get up. Come on babe.”
“Okay,” he complied, getting up and stretching, fluttering open his eyelids and looking around. “Breakfast?”
“Yeah,” you nodded. “What do you feel like?”
“Cereal sound good to you?” he shrugged. “I don’t really feel like going out this morning.”
“I don’t either,” you agreed.
“So cereal?” he reconfirmed.
“Sounds great,” you gave him a kiss on the cheek. He stumbled to the hotel fridge and you sighed. “Let me get it, sweetie. It’s okay. You go get dressed.”
“Thanks honey,” he yawned. He staggered over to the bedroom, and you watched him, making sure he didn’t fall over. He sure was tired. You poured him a bowl of Reese’s Puffs cereal and set it on the table, and you poured a bowl of your favorite kind too, and then walked over to the door and knocked a couple times.
“Hey, you in there?” you asked. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” he mumbled. “I’m just really tired.”
“Can I come in?” you wondered.
“Sure,” he replied.
You creaked the door open and he was sliding on his sweatshirt lazily, sitting on the edge of his bed. “Did you get a good sleep last night? You sure seem really tired this morning,” you told him, concerned.
“I’m fine,” he waved you off.
“What time did you come home from the show last night?” you tilted your head to the side.
“I don’t know,” he shrugged.
“Yes you do,” you narrowed your eyes. “Why are you lying to me, Josh?”
“I was just exhausted,” he replied. “I needed a couple Red Bulls to stay awake on the drive back.”
“Well don’t drive if you’re too tired,” you agreed. “Couldn’t you have asked someone else to give you a ride?”
“It’s fine, please,” he shook his head.
“Okay,” you dropped the subject for now. “You’re cereal’s waiting on the table.”
“Thank you,” he smiled, walking out of the bedroom and sitting at the table. You sat with him, both of you munching on your cereal and you analyzed him. Something was different. Not right.
You had dated Joshua Dun for going on two years now. You knew him inside and out, all his deepest secrets and tricks up his sleeve. You could basically read each other’s minds. You knew each other like twin siblings, and you guys had spent so much time together it was crazy. You were basically always around Tyler too, considering that Josh and Tyler was best friends, and in a band together as well. On the road though, you weren’t able to see him as much, seeing as he was usually at photo shoots, interviews, meet and greets, practices, sound checks, or performing at shows. You had a lot of time to kill, and although your job was fairly difficult, you still had plenty of time on your hands. When you weren’t worrying about Josh or out buying him new hats or sweatshirts, Oreos and Red Bull, and not to forget cereal, you were usually busy sorting out his things and organizing his stuff. While on the road and on the go, he didn’t quite have much time to get everything how he wanted it, and you were always there to help him out when he needed it.
Everything Josh did you usually were updated on. From getting a new drum set to just going out for half an hour for a skate, or if he was coming home from a show late or hanging out with Tyler, you usually knew. It was odd for him to all of a sudden just totally leave you out of the loop, much less lie to you. You knew he was lying. You knew almost everything about him. He was just particularly hard to decipher this morning. All you knew was that something wasn’t quite right. After you both finished your cereal and Josh left the hotel for an early morning skate, you sat down on the couch and pulled out your phone, deciding to call the one person who knew Josh even better than you did, and that was his best friend for life, Tyler Joseph.
It only took a couple rings before he picked up. “You’ve reached Tyler Joseph,” he greeted.
“Hey Tyler, it’s y/n,” you responded.
“Oh hey,” he laughed. “What’s up?”
“Is Josh okay? He’s seemed a little off lately,” you explained. “I don’t know. He seems really sleepy. Did you guys get done with the show late?”
“Yeah, traffic was held up and Josh was a little tired, he decided to hang back and have a couple Red Bulls and reenergize with me before he hit the road,” Tyler reassured. “It’s all good.”
“I don’t know,” you murmured. “He was still acting pretty odd.”
“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine,” Tyler insisted. “I’ll keep an eye on the boy for you.”
“Thanks,” you sighed. “I’m just worried about him.”
“You’re always worried about him,” Tyler chuckled.
“That’s true,” you nodded.
“He’s in good hands,” Tyler told you. “No need to worry about Josh, I’ll protect him. I’ll keep my eyes on him for you.”
“Okay, thanks,” you smiled. “He’s on a skate right now and he should be back for a shower a little later. Then he’ll head over to the venue. It’s only a couple cities away, right?”
“Yeah,” Tyler answered. “I’ll see you later then, y/n.”
“Bye,” you responded. You hung up the call and then leaned back in your seat.
You couldn’t help it though. You still felt like you were being lied to. Something still wasn’t right. But Tyler wouldn’t have lied to you, would he? You couldn’t help it. You knew Josh didn’t leave anywhere without his phone, but you still searched his bedside to see if it was charging. If he was really that tired last night, he would’ve forgot to charge his phone and then remembered in the morning. You went to the room and checked all the electrical plugs, but his phone was nowhere to be found. There was something very strange going on, and you didn’t know what it was. You sighed and flopped down on the couch. Things weren’t adding up right. Josh never acted so mysterious like this.
When Josh got back from his morning skate and went to take a shower, he left his phone on the nightstand, leaving it charging. When he got in the bathroom and you heard the water start running, you dashed over to his phone and grabbed it. You’ve never done anything like this ever before, but you were just dying to know. You had to know. You first checked his messages, where you spotted your name, Tyler’s, his sister and… Debby? As in his ex girlfriend Debby Ryan? You widened your eyes and tried to read one of the messages he had sent her, but you heard the bathroom door swinging open and you quickly swiped the app up and hit the lockscreen button, laying on the couch and trying to act innocent and casual. Josh swung open the door, still fully dressed and laughed. “Almost forgot my shower music,” he rolled his eyes. He walked over to the nightstand, unplugging his phone and giving you a kiss on the forehead. “See you later, my love.”
“Okay,” you mumbled, watching him leave. Your head was spinning. He had an iPod to play his music off of, didn’t he? Why would he need his phone, much less while taking a shower? And why was he talking to his ex? Why was he texting her? You racked your brain trying to remember what slight glimpse you got of the message he had sent her, something about liking something the best. What the hell could that mean? You felt hurt, left out, and extremely confused. Why would he ever keep something from you? You never knew Josh to be the kind of person to leave you out of the loop on things, much less do things behind your back, or be sneaky or secretive. Why was he acting to weird all of a sudden?
When he got out of the shower, not drying off all the way, like always, you looked at him quizzically. “What’s wrong, y/n?” he wondered. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just tired,” you shrugged.
“Really?” he raised his eyebrows.
“A little bit,” you mumbled.
“Well I got to go to practice. Do you want to come with me maybe?” he wondered.
“Sure,” you agreed.
The car ride there was silent, except for his music booming through the stereo aux cord, which was strange. Usually you and Josh had either deep conversations or silly arguments, something, anything really, just to keep you two company. You never usually ran out of things to say, but for some reason, both of you were staying quiet today. It was so strange, to see him act this way, completely out of the blue. You started to question whether something bad happened last night, if he had a nightmare and couldn’t fall asleep maybe, if something was wrong. But that didn’t seem the case. He was definitely keeping something from you, keeping secrets and plans and something, but you didn’t know what. He seemed nervous too. He was tapping on the driver’s wheel and darting his eyes around and seemed really distracted. He looked tense, and uncomfortable, and something else… You couldn’t ever wrap your mind around the fact that Josh would ever be keeping something from you.
When you got to the venue, Josh gave you a hug and a kiss, and then left to go practice with Tyler, where you sat on the ground and watched them. You were still curious though, and you mind kept drifting off to the fact that all their stuff would be left in the dressing room. Maybe if you snuck in there and snooped around a little bit, maybe took a peek at a couple of stuff, it wouldn’t be terrible, would it? You saw them go towards the opposite direction and you decided to go into the dressing room and just peek around a little bit. Maybe five minutes at the most. You just had to know what was going on.
You crept to the dressing room and got in without ease. Most security guards already knew you belonged with Josh, so they let you pass basically wherever you wanted, well, other than in the center of the stage when it was show time. You walked into the dressing room and spotted Josh’s stuff, as well as a bouquet of flowers, and… Wait, what? You picked up his phone, looking at a new text from Debby saying good luck. You gave him good luck texts before shows. That was your thing. And the flowers? When did Josh ever get you flowers? Never. You inspected everything and shook your head. No, he wouldn’t do that. He would never do something like that. You refused to even believe the possibility of such thoughts. Josh would never do that to you. You picked up his sweatshirt and underneath was a box, wait, a box? Why would there we a small box? What was going on?
“Y/n!” you heard someone shout behind you. But by then it was too late. You were holding the box in your hand and Josh’s sweatshirt in the other, the good luck text still on the lockscreen of his phone and the bouquet of flowers sitting there as well.
You turned around to see Tyler rushing towards you, yanking you away from the scene, picking up the box and trying to put everything back how it was. “You saw nothing, understand? You never came in here and you don’t know what’s going on? Got it?” he drilled you, dragging you out the door.
“Tyler,” you shook your head. “I need answers. Now.”
“He thought you were ready,” Tyler sighed. “We all thought you were.”
“Why? Why would he do something like that?” you wondered.
“What? You don’t like it?” Tyler asked. “Are you going to tell him no?”
“How the fuck do you tell someone no to a break up? If he wants to break up with me, I get it. Whatever,” you held back your tears and folded your arms. “I understand.”
“Break up with you?” Tyler widened his eyes. “Y/n, you’ve got it all wrong.”
“Huh?” you wondered.
“He was never going to break up with you,” Tyler laughed. “He was going to marry you.”
“What?” you gasped, your jaw dropping. “But, that doesn’t make any sense.”
“Why not? There’s the bouquet and the ring, right there,” Tyler pointed out. “It was supposed to be a surprise, but it looks like someone was too impatient and curious.”
“Hold on-” your mind was shutting down. What the hell was going on?
“I know, just calm down,” Tyler chuckled. “And do not tell Josh this happened. You still have to pretend to be surprised tonight, okay? Promise me you will.”
“But what about Debby? He’s been texting her. And last night? He was home late? And he’s been acting so weird and not talking to me and-” you closed your eyes tight. “It all just doesn’t add up.”
“Sure it does,” Tyler laughed. “Josh and I have no idea what do get when it comes to jewelry. Debby on the other hand, she’s perfect with that sort of stuff. So he consulted her with which ring to get for you. She helped pick him out one. I don’t even know how you figured out he was texting her.”
“That explains the good luck text,” you nodded slowly.
“Yeah, good luck on how it goes,” Tyler reassured. “And he was home late last night because he was out getting you that ring. And he wasn’t talking to you because he was nervous. And why he was acting so weird, he was just trying to keep it all under wraps. He was going to ask you at the end of the show tonight, when your favorite song played. We were going to do the whole Can’t Help Falling In Love cover and everything.”
“Shit, I’m so sorry,” you ran a hand through your hair. “I just fucked everything up, didn’t I?”
“Nobody needs to know about this,” Tyler hissed. “Just pretend this never happened and just act surprised. Got it?”
“Okay,” you laughed. “Geez, I’m sorry. I was just so confused and I had no idea what was going on.”
“I get it,” Tyler nodded. “Don’t worry.” He gave you a hug.
“Thanks,” you blushed from embarrassment, realizing how stupid you must’ve acted and sounded.
“I couldn’t be happier for Josh. You deserve him. He’ll treat you right, better than anyone else in the world,” Tyler beamed. “But remember, he’s still mine too, right?”
“Always,” you giggled.
“So you feel a little better now that everything’s sort of cleared up?” Tyler inquired.
“Absolutely,” you answered.
“Um, let’s not tell Josh about this,” Tyler whispered.
“Not tell me what?” Josh asked, walking into the dressing room. Oh fuck. This was going to take a whole lot of explaining to do.