can we have this every year

RFA + Minor Duo Taking MC and their child Trick-or-Treating


I promise I can write angst. [I have NOVELS full of angst.] but my joy in life is fluff and I love love LOVE the idea of these sweet boyos having happy endings and children.


The one night a year that this man will willingly wear a mask. [Unless-it’s-for-a-role]

Will wear matching costumes if you want.

Is just so excited to take you and their daughter out for candy.

His costume each year is a knight unless you pick it.

Secretly wants you to go as a princess every year.

Will carry the candy if it gets too heavy. [In-his-opinion]

Will 100% be the one to make sure no one eats too much candy at once.

“It’s bad for your skin, MC, and our precious daughter can’t have too much sugar!”

He’s Mom Zen. [We-know-this-to-be-true.]

Picks up your daughter and RUNS if and when anyone notices him.

If you aren’t fast enough to keep up he’ll grab you too.

This man is hella strong. [He-works-out-MC]

BEAST MODE ACTIVATE [Not the sexy beast, the insanity workout beast that can carry you, your daughter, and way too much candy up three flights of stairs without getting winded.]

Once you get home, he makes sure that you and your little bby are okay.

“I’m so sorry MC, I’ll wear a better mask next year!”



He’s been dreaming of taking you and your son trick or treating ALL.YEAR.

Of course he dresses up as his character from LOLOL.

He wants you to dress up as yours too.

Somehow, he manages to find toddler-sized soft foam armor.

He asks Zen to stop taking selfies long enough to take a photo of the three of you together.

Kits out the stroller to look like a warhorse.

Just generally gets way too in to it.

You have to make sure to monitor how much candy he eats. [If-you-don’t-stop-him-he’ll-eat-himself-sick]

Adores you, adores seeing you with your son.

Will 100% Leroy Jenkins his way from door to door if you find it amusing.

10/10 will do this every year.


This woman is so poised. So put together. So READY.

She has a map of the neighborhood, and has color coded each house according to where the best treats are.

She’s made sure all of you are wearing proper shoes, and have costumes that will be comfortable according to weather.

Baehee isn’t wearing a costume. She’s too busy coordinating your efforts to maximize efficiency in candy collecting.

Shuts her phone off so Jumin, Jumin Han can’t call her for this one night.

Has spent several weeks explaining to Jumin, Jumin Han why she is going door-to-door begging others for sweets.

Has also left out a bowl of freshly baked treats in front of your house.

Carries a bottle of water so no one gets thirsty.

Is 100% constantly on the lookout to make sure no one tries to come up and steal your son’s candy. [DAMN TEENAGERS]

Seriously, she knows Judo, she will throw down.


“MC, why do you want to beg commoners for candy?”

It’s not even good for you MC.

“Is this…Like cosplay? Am I dressing as V?”

“Assistant Kang. Take my card and purchase a new camera. Also, go to Jihyun’s house and take his favorite cardigan.”

Poor Baehee. [Lord-let-that-woman-rest]

He’s in it to win it once he realizes this is family time.

At first he’s convinced that you should just dress Elizabeth [Your daughter, MC. Not your cat, MC] like Elizabeth…

[Your cat, MC, not your daughter, MC.]



In the end she goes as a princess. Princess Elizabeth.

Her little princess tiara has real diamonds and Swarovski crystals.

Yoosung is crying in the distance: that tiara would pay his tuition and purchase a lifetime supply of Honey Buddha Chips.



Halloween is here and GOD 707 IS HERE.FOR.IT.

He’s already picked out all of your costumes. [Including Saeran’s]

Saeran doesn’t want to participate.

Seven spends the entire month pestering him until he gives in.

You’re all dressed as Sailor Scouts.

Guess who gets to be Sailor Moon? [It’s-not-you-MC]

Saeran is stuck being Sailor Mars. [Is also lowkey angry he’s wearing heels, but doesn’t mind the skirt.]

You’re questioning your life choices when Vandy shows up, dressed as Tuxedo Mask.

Your twins are so cute that no one can help themselves…Cuddles EVERYWHERE.

They’re dressed up as Luna and Artemis.


You stop for ice cream before coming home.


The three of you are trick-or-treating in a closed, gated community.

V didn’t dress up, he’s too busy taking photos of you, of your daughter, of the neighborhood…EVERYTHING.

He doesn’t dress up, but he encourages you to dress up as well.

It will make the photos look that much better once your daughter is grown.

Is careful not to step on your daughter’s dinosaur tail as she jumps around going from house to house letting loose on each RAWR.

Holds your hand as often as possible.

Carries a flash light just in case your daughter starts to get scared once it gets dark.

Posts the photos to the chat room almost immediately once you all get home.

He can’t help himself. He’s just so happy, so proud, so overjoyed that this is his life now.

Secretly eats the best chocolates when no one is looking.

Next year, you instate a ‘chocolate’ tax on your daughter’s candy so he can have some without having to skulk.


He never got to do this when he was growing up, so it’s mildly intimidating.

As far as new experiences go, it’s not the most intimidating.

He won’t dress up, he’ll be too busy making sure no one touches you.

Or your son.

He’s not super interested in the candy for himself, but he’s excited that his son gets to receive so much.

It looks so -normal- that he feels overwhelmed every so often.

Sometimes he grabs your wrist and -clings-

He’ll let go if you look like it hurts, but he’s enjoying this evening.

He’s not usually one to take pictures, but he’s grateful that you use your phone to take some.

If anyone lunges out at you or your son [teenagers, other little kids pretending to be scary] he’ll snap.

It’s not pretty.

He almost gets arrested, but you calm him down.

You go home a bit early, but it’s okay.


This is so…surreal to him.

Looking at his son running around the neighborhood so freely, making animal noises while wearing a cheetah costume.

The tail…it WIGGLES.

It is not lost upon this man that your son chose that costume because of his coat.

The idea of taking candy from strangers is apalling.

Who knows where it’s been? Where it came from? WHO’S TOUCHED IT.

He will personally x-ray all of the candy. And find a way to disinfect it without ruining the taste or making it inedible.

Protective AF.

Carries his taser. In his hand. IS PREPARED.

7/10: Would go again, but would not suggest it on his own.

That would involve admitting that he enjoyed being around so many people in an uncontrolled environment.

anonymous asked:

How did it get so bad there in the Philippines? It seemed like she was doing so well.

I wouldn’t say that we were doing well, it’s always been bad, it just got… worse.

But back to your question. How did we get to this moment? How did we let things get so bad that we can’t even trust the people who’s literal job is to protect us?

That’s easy. 16 million people voted for the man that made all of this happen.

Why? You might ask. Why would anyone vote for a man that takes pride in murdering people? 

To answer that question we’ll need to go back to approximately one year ago, the 2016 presidential elections.

Now this man wasn’t like other candidates. He had a modest lifestyle, he doesn’t have a big house or fancy cars, nor did he go to the US to study. He cursed every chance he’d get and used brash language. He hated corrupt people with every fiber of his being and he hated China’s bullying. And the people? The people loved this image of a humble man who talked like them and did the same things as them. Finally, they said. A president who knows what it feels like to be poor!

His achievements on the other hand, consisted solely of one thing: 


Davao is like the Singapore of the Philippines! Is what everyone would say when you’d ask. Under his leadership for over 20 years, Davao prides itself in it’s disciplined people and a task force that can compete with America’s 911 system. People can walk in Davao at the dead of the night without fearing getting mugged as the city also has one of the lowest crime rates in the country, as well as having a strong anti-drug campaign, which is one of the biggest problems of the Philippines.

And that’s all thanks to him.

The people imagined dirty, smelly, Manila turning into what it used to be: the Paris of Asia. They imagined streets free of litter, criminals and drug addicts behind bars, and the police doing what they’re paid to do.

They looked at Davao and imagined what Manila could be if he was president. They kept thinking about his tagline: I can eradicate all crime and drugs in this country in 3-6 months.

They imagined someone finally talking back to China. Telling them that the island they keep on claiming is ours. Telling them to stop the bullying and to let us be.

Then they fell in love with him more.

And as the election season dragged on, the more he revealed his true colors. 

  • He made rape jokes. 
  • He always says misogynistic remarks.
  • He confessed to murdering people.
  • He got in trouble when he was in law school because he pointed a gun at a classmate.
  • He doesn’t have a coherent platform for the country except for killing people who do drugs.
  • He hates corruption but he’s friends with the two most corrupt people in he country: The son of the late dictator, and a president who was impeached.

But people didn’t care! They say he’s just joking! He’s always joking. Stop taking what he says so literally. It’s not important if he wants to kill people, as long as the he’s going to fix the country in 3-6 months.

So he won.

And the moment he sat in the presidents seat, he turned his back on everything he’s said.

  • He said that 3-6 months isn’t doable. That there will always be crimes in Manila and he can’t stop that.
  • He released the former president who plundered billions of pesos from the government.
  • He buried the former dictator in the Libingan ng mga Bayani (Grave for Heroes), a cemetery reserved for people who fought for the country. He buried a dictator next to the people that fought his regime 20 years ago.
  • He hired an under qualified actress who spread fake propaganda as his Presidential Communications Secretary.
  • He still makes rape jokes.
  • His son is involved in a 6 billion worth drug smuggling case.
  • He replaced his cabinet with his corrupt friends.
  • He let China keep on patrolling the island that they want. Mingles with Chinese officials and is friendly with them.
  • Says he’ll never declare Martial Law, but announced that he might declare it next week.

Then Davao. Perfect Davao. The city which everyone dreamed Manila would be, revealed everything that it’s been hiding.

That the Davao Death Squad is real and they really do kill a lot of people and everyone’s afraid of them. That Davao has actually one of the top crime rates in the country. That even though a lot of people there feel safe, most feel the opposite.

That the only thing that he kept his promise on is killing people.

But the people don’t care. Because he curses, and jokes, and he’s real.

And that’s what’s important, right?

anonymous asked:

I heard olympics au, and would u be willing to consider a Winter Olympics au with Lance and Shiro being figure skating partners? (Kinda like blades of glory but without the 'we're rivals and I hate you' but more Lance being PSYCHED that he was selected to dance with someone who inspired him to compete in the Olympics, and who's world renowned for being the only Paralympion in the contest since he's so good.)

Urghhhhhh~~~ Anon~~~ Now I need to hear the rest of the story. THIS IS SO GOOD. I NEED TO KNOW HOW THEY FALL FOR ONE ANOTHER. CAN WE HAVE SOME ANGST??? The moment I got this, I can’t help but to do some reading on it myself beforehand. 

The Winter Olympics is only held every four years, so of course Lance was hyped when he was chosen and on top of all, his partner was Takashi Shirogane! It was impossible to not recognize that man when you’re involved with the sports world especially in pair skating/figure skating(???) 

Since pair skaters usually start off as single skaters and the male skaters went for it at a later age than female skaters, I’d like to say that Lance is exceptional. He was not described as enthusiastic and energetic for nothing. Although he has always been participating in single skating competitions, he’s also trained for pair skating since a really young age(with maybe one of his sisters who’s already been competing for pair skating herself,also just because he was quite a sappy and affectionate guy) so he’s pretty much more experienced but it remained unknown til the selection for the WO happened and Shiro finds out about this (which indicates his involvement in pair skating is pretty recent). 

Obviously, Shiro was impressed and they helped each other out while they start to fall in love :D 

But Shiro is in denial :o What if he was involved with what made him lost his right arm in his adolescence and during his preparations/training with Lance, he started to open up about it which reminded Lance of when Shiro went missing from public’s eye for a period of time years back, just to find out he got into an accident (that maybe sacrificed someone who’s important to him? idk) which he rises back to his feet from and to the top pretty quickly after, despite the incident and the grieving and Lance was then reminded him that there was another reason for him to be fascinated by this hero of his. Shiro was caught off guard as a tint of pink spread across his face at the admission.

So although Shiro thought he was doing great, Lance’s presence around him eventually made him realized that the accident left a pretty deep scar within him, leaving him paranoid and such with having someone else to be close to him.But the problem is that, no matter how long it takes,no one can resist giving in to a really charming guy who’d never give up easily on anything like Lance who wouldn’t give up on him~

I’m not sure if I’m done with my ranting but thank you so much for entertaining me, Anon :’) 

Originally posted by icedancingdaddies


How do you create mental separation between work and home?

My 19 yr old research assistant told me I needed to develop some work/life balance after I’d muttered something about having nightmares over a certain project.

Today, I spent the whole day at a training seminar for non-profits, and it was terrifying. They told us all kinds of ways that we can fuck up and be investigated or sued and be personally liable. One lady said, “I cried after last year’s seminars, and I’m not a crier.”

My research assistant was not wrong, but I told her facetiously, “You don’t know me! I could go home at a reasonable time every day–you don’t know!” (She apparently knows me, and knows that all my “fun facts” come from podcasts. Sigh.)

anonymous asked:

This is probably going to sound so dumb but my friend and I are not Jewish(we belong to different religions)but we want to explore Judaism how could we go about doing that especially around holidays like Hanukkah, Rosh Hashanah and etc. I'm worried that doing this can come off as offensive :/ pls give your advice 💙

in my opinion it is okay to attend synagogue services as long as you are being completely respectful about it and follow the rules of the synagogue (ex. dressing modestly, wearing a kippah, etc). most synagogues also have celebrations for holidays; for instance my local temple has a purim party every year with fun activities, and if you’re in the know you can attend that. but of course if you wish to participate in holiday festivals you should do research and understand the significance on them. but i really do not recommend getting involved with more solemn/deeply religious holidays like yom kippur or yom ha'shoah.

belamourbellum  asked:



ok so i’m originally from louisiana right? but we moved up here to oklahoma when i was in 8th grade (which is already terrible, but it was also in the middle of the school year so it was even more stressful) and obviously i didn’t know anybody at first. well i went to a private school so my class was only like 80 kids so every year we’d all go on a day retreat thing for bonding or whatever? and that year it happened to be roller skating. why? fuck if i know

but anyway of course i can’t roller skate to save my life because i’m a human disaster when it comes to coordination, but i was determined to fit in and make friends and whatever else because life sucks when you’re 14 and have no friends at school. so there i was skating around minding my own business, managing to get around pretty well, but then this little kid skates too close to me and i totally trip over them and knock them over in the process and felt HORRIBLE

but since i didn’t know how to stop, i just kept rolling (essentially running the poor kid over bless their heart) and eventually ran RIGHT into this guy named matt who was in my class and knocked him right the fuck over and landed literally ON TOP OF HIM. and he was the hottest guy in our grade, mind you. i wanted to die and i couldn’t even get off of him because I COULDN’T STAND UP IN THE DAMN SKATES so he had to essentially stand up himself while simultaneously picking me up (he was - and still is - hella buff) and tbqh i’m still traumatised to this day

Hey fun fact the people 28 and over on this website actually do KNOW that the average age skews much lower so like, reminding us is pretty pointless?

More to the point, as much as you guys are way better at identifying and calling out misogyny than I was at your age, a lot of people are really terrible at picking up on one particular kind of misogyny, and that is the creepy upper age limit for space and existence you’re setting for women in your communities.

This may not be easy to instantly identify because it’s not really ageism across the board, for example, this idea that fandom has an upper age limit is not something that effects a lot of men in fandom. Women, on the other hand, are apparently expected to re-direct their fan obsession, fixation, or hobby to things like crafting, child-rearing, and housekeeping just as soon as they become a mom or reach that “typical mom” age. Adult fangirls are “immature” and “need to grow up,” while adult fanboys are literally just a fact of life, as if we both haven’t always been there.

Whenever you question a woman’s right to this space because of her age or parental status, you are reinforcing a stereotype that has effects that reach beyond that one situation. The expectation, for example, that 40 year old men be catered to when writing comics, but that characters of interest to 40 year old women are obsolete or unprofitable.

When actresses over 30 are written out of their franchises or written exclusively in villain/mother/crone roles, this not only furthers the impression that women over 30 have no interest in these franchises, but actually causes women over 30 to disengage with these franchises as a self fulfilling prophecy. A sudden loss of representation can be a real buzzkill, as many of you already know too well.

Women over 30 are often sexual and a lot of us get fan crushes or thirst at the exact same rate as younger people do, but you’re not going to hear about it because every one of us has been shamed at one point or another for expressing desire for age-appropriate fictional characters that was totally acceptable when we were five years younger. Add to that dissonance the fact that A LOT of you are fixated on and thirsting after characters that are actually closer to OUR age if not our age exactly.

Hell, we transfer directly from EVERYONE wanting to hear about our desires and attractions to people being equally disgusted. This is pretty dissonant on a website stuffed full of explicitly sexual material, and it’s especially difficult and heartbreaking for the 30+ year olds who JUST CAME OUT and get an extra level of taboo on top of what is most likely a heaping dose of internalized homophobia.

And I know it’s coming so I’m just going to head it off at the pass, this OBVIOUSLY does not mean that you need to engage in any overtly sexual topic with an older person if that discomfits you, and it doesn’t even mean you need to INTERACT with us, because well, you don’t HAVE to interact with anyone on this website if you don’t want to.

But realize what you’re doing when your reaction to the desire of a 30 year old woman to a 30 year old fictional character is revulsion or a suggestion that she is over-sharing. Notice your shock when you realize that older women inhabit the fandom and recognize that that shock has nothing to do with those women.

Pay attention to the double standard that allows you to embrace rude bigoted 50 year old male comic creators/collectors and equally feel like there’s something wrong or stunted about a woman into the same things. Think about it because that stuff will sneak up on you, and you are probably pretty sure that you’re not going to turn 28 and magically drop all your interests, because no one should expect you to.

  • Ravenclaw: I feel trapped.
  • Hufflepuff: We're in the middle of an open field.
  • Ravenclaw: No, I feel trapped in this moment in my life. Where am I going? What am I doing? And how am I going to get to where I want to be?
  • Hufflepuff: We're going to charms class, we're going to be doing charms work, and usually hard work and dedication. Try to think in the now.
  • Ravenclaw: Well, in the now I'm contemplating an assault on you.
  • Hufflepuff: At least you're thinking about here and now!

The Arkansas Sleep Experiments

by reddit user nazisharks

To Those Who Sleep

This happened a few years ago. You may have heard rumors if you’re on campus. Some even circulated online. Nobody knew what really happened. Because I’m the only one who knows and I kept quiet. For a multitude of reasons. None of them matter now. Here’s what really happened.

The four of us were handpicked for this experiment by Prof. Richardson because we’d all studied under him, worked under him, and, as much as anyone can, earned his confidence.

He said this one was different. We had to keep it quiet. He wanted to keep details to a minimum. All he would tell us before going in was that he required a month of our lives and that if he succeeded sleep would never again be a necessity.

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read-play-sing  asked:

Yesterday, you reblogged a post that bought into the false dichotomy of convenience food vs "hipster healthy" food. "Mom&pop healthy" is as cheap/cheaper than convenience food. Get a fridge. Most fresh foods keep 2 weeks if stored properly, make a weekly grocery trip to have no waste. Healthy eating means getting the nutrition you need and not going over the calories you need. Apples and hard-boiled eggs are both convenient and healthy. Learn to cook. You can be poor and eat healthy.

Aw, howdy, puddin’!

I am…

…reasonably middle class, which is a miracle for a full-time author.
…equipped of a fridge, a pantry, a chest freezer, and a working kitchen.
…capable of cooking for myself and others.

I am also…

…the daughter of a woman who raised three daughters on welfare.
…formerly homeless.
…a fat woman who has to fight not to slip back into disordered eating habits because of items #1 and #2.
…someone who goes to the grocery store multiple times a week.
…regularly furious about food waste in my own home when people refuse to eat their leftovers/help eat communal leftovers.

So let’s go.

The specific post I reblogged worked from the base premise that it is easier to eat, where “eat” is defined as “get sufficient calories to not feel hungry,” when you are not making a concerted effort to “eat healthy.”  It cited things like “a package of extremely filling oatmeal cookies for a dollar,” and “behold, ramen.”  Interestingly, it did not cite anything to support the “false dichotomy” you’re accusing me of supporting: for reference, here’s the link

(There is a cranky comment about non-GMO unicorn poop, but as hipsters don’t actually eat shit, that seems less “dichotomy,” and more “angry.”)

But hey, that seems suspiciously like people wanting other people to stop dictating their food choices and assuming they’re eating that way out of necessity, and not because they’re lazy.  That can’t be right!  We need someone who’s seen both sides!

And that’s why now, as someone who used to eat out of dumpsters, as someone who was lucky enough to be poor in farming country and hence have access to produce seconds (IE, bruised and ugly fruit that no one else wanted), as someone who is emotionally incapable of looking at meat before checking the discount meat bin at the grocery store, I am going to answer the question of whether it’s cheaper to eat healthy once and for all:


No, it is not.

No, it is fucking not.

I live near an independently owned fruit market.  They have, regularly, red and gold potatoes for $.99 a pound.  They have big Idaho bakers for $.59 a pound.  These are some of the best potato prices I have ever seen.  Had we lived here when I was a kid, I would have eaten potatoes until I wept.  Assuming that potatoes are now the bulk of our diet, and that we’re only eating the cheap ones, that’s a pound of potatoes per person, per day, for a total of $2.40.  Call it $2.50, after tax.  We are now spending $75 a month on potatoes.  No butter or sour cream, because potatoes are already starchy as hell, and fuck taste, but we have potatoes!

Great.  Do we have a kitchen?  We didn’t, always.  For approximately 1/3rd of my childhood, this plan has us eating raw potatoes.  But let’s say sure.  We can cook our plain potatoes.  Say we cook them every night, and have hot potato for dinner, and then cold potato for breakfast.  Can’t eat the school lunch–pretty sure that’s not healthy enough.  So I guess we’ll buy and boil eggs.  You can boil eggs and potatoes in the same pot.

How many eggs do you give the starving, miserable eight-year-old to fill her up?  Ballpark figure?  Is it the same number you give her fourteen-year-old sister?  Is it the same number you take to your back-breaking physical labor job?  We’re ignoring the emotional and social impacts here, and just focusing on the cost.  So say three eggs each.  Maybe everyone’s hungry, but hey, it’s health food.

A dozen eggs is $2.00.  We are now spending $60 a month on eggs.  That’s $135 a month for a diet that is probably not making anyone happy, but hey, at least it’s all easy on the digestion, right?  And if you’re eating three eggs a day, even if you’re soloing this You Should Be Punished For Poverty diet, your eggs aren’t spoiling.  Assuming you have a fridge.

Hope you have a fridge.

Your children have now started going home with friends in hopes of being fed, but that’s okay, because it means you have fewer mouths to feed, and if you don’t want them to be taken away, you need to make sure they don’t get scurvy.  So we’re going to add milk ($3.50 a gallon, hope no one’s lactose intolerant, if you water it down and watch them like a hawk, you can survive on two gallons a week, which adds $28 to your grocery costs, good job) and apples.  Red delicious, of course, which taste like shame, but they’re cheap when the store has them…assuming you’re not in a food desert, where the only apples are coming from the 7-11 at a dollar apiece.

There are so many things we could be buying to make this feel less like a Dickens novel.  There’s baloney, and peanut butter, and generic mac and cheese.  But they’re not healthy.

Eating healthy is a privilege.  When I made a dedicated effort to change my eating habits, my grocery bills increased by 60%.  I have the receipts.  Not because I was buying “brand names”: because I was buying chicken breasts instead of whole chickens, because I was buying fresh instead of frozen, because I was learning to fill up on things other than chips.  That’s just the way we’ve allowed this country to structure our food.

Yes: allowed.  In England–which has its own problems, please don’t take this as me going YAY ENGLAND LAND OF PERFECTION–they have laws setting the prices that can be charged for “staples,” like chicken, and potatoes, and bread, and butter, and eggs, and milk.  It’s much easier to eat healthy there than it is here.

But here, it is a privilege.

And it ought to be a right.

Five Famous Pulsars from the Past 50 Years

Early astronomers faced an obstacle: their technology. These great minds only had access to telescopes that revealed celestial bodies shining in visible light. Later, with the development of new detectors, scientists opened their eyes to other types of light like radio waves and X-rays. They realized cosmic objects look very different when viewed in these additional wavelengths. Pulsars — rapidly spinning stellar corpses that appear to pulse at us — are a perfect example.

The first pulsar was observed 50 years ago on August 6, 1967, using radio waves, but since then we have studied them in nearly all wavelengths of light, including X-rays and gamma rays.

Typical Pulsar

Most pulsars form when a star — between 8 and 20 times the mass of our sun — runs out of fuel and its core collapses into a super dense and compact object: a neutron star

These neutron stars are about the size of a city and can rotate slowly or quite quickly, spinning anywhere from once every few hours to hundreds of times per second. As they whirl, they emit beams of light that appear to blink at us from space.

First Pulsar

One day five decades ago, a graduate student at the University of Cambridge, England, named Jocelyn Bell was poring over the data from her radio telescope - 120 meters of paper recordings.

Image Credit: Sumit Sijher

She noticed some unusual markings, which she called “scruff,” indicating a mysterious object (simulated above) that flashed without fail every 1.33730 seconds. This was the very first pulsar discovered, known today as PSR B1919+21.

Best Known Pulsar

Before long, we realized pulsars were far more complicated than first meets the eye — they produce many kinds of light, not only radio waves. Take our galaxy’s Crab Nebula, just 6,500 light years away and somewhat of a local celebrity. It formed after a supernova explosion, which crushed the parent star’s core into a neutron star. 

The resulting pulsar, nestled inside the nebula that resulted from the supernova explosion, is among the most well-studied objects in our cosmos. It’s pictured above in X-ray light, but it shines across almost the entire electromagnetic spectrum, from radio waves to gamma rays.

Brightest Gamma-ray Pulsar

Speaking of gamma rays, in 2015 our Fermi Gamma-ray Space Telescope discovered the first pulsar beyond our own galaxy capable of producing such high-energy emissions. 

Located in the Tarantula Nebula 163,000 light-years away, PSR J0540-6919 gleams nearly 20 times brighter in gamma-rays than the pulsar embedded in the Crab Nebula.

Dual Personality Pulsar

No two pulsars are exactly alike, and in 2013 an especially fast-spinning one had an identity crisis. A fleet of orbiting X-ray telescopes, including our Swift and Chandra observatories, caught IGR J18245-2452 as it alternated between generating X-rays and radio waves. 

Scientists suspect these radical changes could be due to the rise and fall of gas streaming onto the pulsar from its companion star.

Transformer Pulsar

This just goes to show that pulsars are easily influenced by their surroundings. That same year, our Fermi Gamma Ray Space Telescope uncovered another pulsar, PSR J1023+0038, in the act of a major transformation — also under the influence of its nearby companion star. 

The radio beacon disappeared and the pulsar brightened fivefold in gamma rays, as if someone had flipped a switch to increase the energy of the system. 

NICER Mission

Our Neutron star Interior Composition Explorer (NICER) mission, launched this past June, will study pulsars like those above using X-ray measurements.

With NICER’s help, scientists will be able to gaze even deeper into the cores of these dense and mysterious entities.

For more information about NICER, visit

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Okay but guys.

In all his time teaching at UA, Aizawa’s expelled 154 students.

But considering he’s thirty, he can’t have been working at UA for very long.

Maybe about 6 years at the most.

So, let’s we assume that all the heroics classes are 20 students each.

If Aizawa had expelled every single student in all 6 of the classes he’s taught at UA, that’d still leave 34 students unaccounted for.

And not to mention that, while we know for certain that he’d expelled an entire class of students the year before Izuku and the others started, he can’t have done that every single year he’d taught at UA (else there’s no way he’d still have a job there).

So like, there’s probably more than 34 expelled students that are unaccounted for.

You know what that means?

This binch is going around expelling other teachers’ students as well.

Is Your Sign a Hoe?

Aries: You can be, when you’re not obsessing over one person

Taurus: Yes, Taurus is typically one of the most hedonistic signs

Gemini: You were born to be a Hoe. Own it. But eventually you’ll get bored with that. And then five years later you’ll be ready to hoe again.

Cancer: You’re a Hoe for love and validation , but generally? Nah, you’re not a Hoe.

Leo: You’re so blatantly hoeish that I’m not sure we can still call you a Hoe or something more evolved

Virgo: No, you like to have fun, but you’re too busy to be a Hoe

Libra: You a Hoe with a heart of gold. You don’t even realize it, but that doesn’t make you not a Hoe, I’m sorry.

Scorpio: The Original Hoe™️ all others are mere interpretations of what Scorpio has done before them.

Sagittarius: It depends. Every Sag has a ‘thing’ they go wild for. If yours is hoeing, you’re a Hoe. If it’s say, stationary, nah you’re no Hoe.

Capricorn: You’re the slyist Hoe. The one we never expect. But when everyone looks away, that Hoe comes out to play.

Aquarius: You one wild ass Hoe! I love it! Go get your ass ate on that park bench! Get dem daddies lined up to bang you! The innovative Hoe.

Pisces: You a Hoe, but only until you find a Hoe that changes you, then you all can Hoe together! Might I suggest a Scorpio?


Happy 2nd anniversary, DAY6! (September 7th, 2015) 

Thank you for making my day, and thank you for working so damn hard especially during this EVERYDAY6 project. It’s not an easy feat to release 2 songs every month, but somehow you guys managed to do it and not disappoint with your music. I am so proud of what you’ve achieved during these 2 years, and can’t wait for more to come your way. Fret not, for we, My Days, will always have your backs. For every song that you sing to us; for us, we will sing it back to you a hundred times louder. Let’s continue walking together for a long time. 💖💖💖💖💖 #TwoYearsAndForeverWithDAY6


Happy 2 Year Anniversary Day6!💕

I can’t believe we have already hit the 2 year mark since your debut. It has been a journey filled with ups and downs and I am proud to say I was with you boys every step of the way. Thank you boys for working so hard especially with the everyday6 project. Having a comeback & concerts every month is definitely tiring, so thank you for always keeping a smile on your faces and for working so hard. 2017 was an amazing year for Day6 and I can’t wait to see what you guys have in store for the final 3 months and beyond. Happy 2 Year Anniversary! Let’s continue walking together forever. #TwoYearsAndForeverWithDay6 #2YearsWithDay6


We live in a chaotic world where it’s difficult to understand the rules. Because why are some people poor and other people rich? Why do some people have to be refugees, while others are safe? Why are some people spit on on the street? And why is it that sometimes, even though you try to do something good, it’s still met with hate? It’s not weird that people give up. That they stop believing in the good. But thank you so much for not giving up, Sana. Because even though it sometimes feels like it, no one’s ever alone. Each and every one of us is a part of the big chaos. And what you do today, has an effect tomorrow. It can be hard to say, exactly what kind of effect. And you usually can’t see how everything fits together. But the effects of your actions, are always there, somewhere in the chaos. In a hundred years, we may have machines that can predict the effect of every action, but until then, we can trust this: Fear spreads. But fortunately, love does too.


Bellamy, if you can hear me, you’re alive. It’s been 2,199 days since Praimfaya. I don’t know why I still do this every day. Maybe it’s my way of staying sane, not forgetting who I am who I was. It’s been safe for you to come down for over a year now. Why haven’t you? The bunker’s gone silent, too. We tried digging them out for a while, but there was too much rubble. I haven’t made contact with them, either. Anyway, I still have hope. Tell Raven to aim for the one spot of green, and you’ll find me. The rest of the planet, from what I’ve seen, basically sucks, so…

DACA and what it means to me

*disclaimer when I was typing this I was a crying mess it might not make sense. It might also not flow together and just sound like a bunch of random thought but this is my story as a DACA recipient.

I am a DACA recipient. I was brought to the U.S. when I was a year and a half old. I’m not sure if I was brought here illegally or legally and then overstayed my visa. I never asked my parents about it. Hell I didn’t even know I was an illegal immigrant until I asked my parents why we never went to visit our family in Mexico and my we never left the state or hell even the county.

I lived in constant fear of being deported when I found out I was an illegal immigrant. The city that I grew up in had ICE raids almost every day for a couple of years. And then they stopped.

It was hard being a teenager and having to hide this huge secret that you never asked for. It’s difficult having to explain to your friends why at the age of 16 and 17 you don’t have your drivers license and weren’t going to get it any time soon. It was also hard to explain to them why you would turn down acceptances to so great universities because you don’t qualify for FAFSA or any kind of financial aid. Why you are going to a community college when you had a great GPA and good SAT/ACT scores. Why you didn’t apply for any scholarships because the all require you to be a U.S. citizen.

Living in constant fear because now you are going to lose the only thing that made you feel safe. The one thing that allowed you to have a good paying job. The reason why you don’t have to pay out of state tuition at school.

The U.S. has been my home for 19 years. English is my primary language it might have not been the first one I learned but it’s the one I speak the best and the one I am most comfortable with. To even think about going to Mexico makes me nervous. What am I going to do there?

Teens and adult like me didn’t ask to be in this position. Us DACA recipients are either attending school or have a job. We pay our taxes and every time we renew our permits we have to go through another background check. We are just people who want to make a decent living and make a difference in this country a country that has been out home for as long as most of us can remember. I mean how may 20 year olds do you know that have already have had to have 3 backgrounds check just to prove that they deserve to be able to have a decent job and further their education.

Less then a month ago, I went to my lawyer to renew my DACA. I paid almost a grand for both my legal fees and application fees. Money that I won’t get back if DACA get terminated. And now I have to wait and hear what Trumps official decision on DACA but I’m sure we all know that he’s going to end it. And with that end my dreams of ever being able to finish my education.

So please show some compassion and call your local senator and congressman. Telling not to end DACA and show your support to people like me who just want to live a normal life with out fear of being deported to a country that is foreign to them.

the saddest part is not the way we ended
or why it happened
it’s that i would take you back
i’d break myself in two if it meant you’d kiss me one more time
i’d ignore the fact that you call her every night now
the fact that she’s the last voice you hear before you fall asleep now
i would let you crack my spine in half if it meant you’d touch me again
i would do anything if it meant that time would heal my broken heart faster than it healed yours
if it meant that time moved slower and we got years together instead of days
and so now
i sit alone in my room every night and listen to the same five songs before i fall asleep because they all remind me of you
i try to tell myself that it wasn’t my fault but all i can think of is that you’re kissing her now and you’re loving her now and you’re hers now and all i have left to show that you were here is a few pictures and an ocean of tears
—  a love i never wanted to lose, pt. 2

I’ve been taking care of this boy, named Chamuel (Cham for short) by us. He was obviously abused in his former home (based on his behavior), and then placed into the shelter when the person who had originally adopted him died. He is very skittish, and afraid of sudden movements or loud noises. He didn’t know what it is to be loved. He has been my Love Project.

For the past two months since adoption, I have showed him kindness and patience when he’s afraid. He purrs anytime I say “Hi”, and when I pet him, he’s just mush (in a good way, flopping on his side and showing his belly). In these two months, he’s gone from hiding under the bed every day to playing with our other cat (Cham is 8 years old and the other cat is 3) and sleeping on the floor in the foyer so he can see us while we live. He eats in the kitchen with his brother (the other cat), and when we close him in a series of bedrooms at night (so that the younger cat won’t attack him while he sleeps, though I’m in one of the bedrooms so he’s not alone), he comes and visits me nightly and meows “Hello” to me whenever I greet him.

I’ve never had an abused cat before. But I know that Cham is very thankful to have a home that loves him.

It’s very rewarding to adopt an adult—even senior—cat who just wants to be loved. He sits on laps for hours and is so gentle. This experience has been so rewarding, and it will continue to be, because there’s so much more of his unique personality to discover. Adopt adult cats!