eye cones

Consider this: You can see less than 1% of the electromagnetic spectrum and hear less than 1% of the acoustic spectrum. As you read this, you are traveling at 220 km/sec across the galaxy. 90% of the cells in your body carry their own microbial DNA and are not “you.” The atoms in your body are 99.9999999999999999% empty space and none of them are the ones you were born with, but they all originated in the belly of a star. Human beings have 46 chromosomes, 2 less than the common potato. The existence of the rainbow depends on the conical photo-receptors in your eyes; to animals without cones, the rainbow does not exist. So you don’t just look at a rainbow, you create it.
—  NASA Lunar Science Institute, 2012

I set up a very simple crystal grid for manifesting on my Nyxturna altar tile using a mini selenite wand, citrine, pyrite, rutilated quartz, and a tigers eye palm stone. 🍂

RFA: Accidental Turn On

MC accidentally turning on the RFA boys? ;3

Sorry no Jaehee, I just couldn’t think of a scenario for her.. Sorry if some of these seem repetitive, I was kind of running out of ideas ㅠㅠ

Yoosung

-  You sat on the edge of Yoosung’s bed, licking a popsicle while watching him play LOLOL

- But you didn’t know that he wasn’t focusing on the game

- His purple eyes were staring at you as you licked the popsicle

- Up, and down, up, and… down…. My face must be turning red now… 

- “Yoosung? You’re losing right now…” you tell him, and he flinched 

- “O-Oh, of course!” He cried out as he frantically reached for the keyboard, nearly making it fall 

- “Um… You have um… Something you should deal with…” While he fixed his set up, you noticed that he was a little… excited

- “M-MC…?” He avoided your eyes “W-Why don’t you help me deal with it?” His face was bright red now 

- The popsicle began to melt onto the floor, your attention focused on only Yoosung 

Zen

- Zen was practicing his script when you walked into his living room

- “What’s this one about?” You asked, sitting next to him 

- “It’s just another one of those overly complicated love stories,” Zen sighed.

- “Oh, can I see?” You bent over him, accidentally pressing a little too close as you leaned over 

- You were absorbed in reading a few lines of the script, but Zen’s mind was completely somewhere else as he noticed what was pressing against his arm

- MC… MC..!! Gah, I need to keep myself controlled… 

- You leaned back into your seat, and looked up at Zen, who had tensed up a while ago

- “Zen, are you feeling alright?” You asked, and reached out a hand to cup his forehead

- Worried, you lean over to scan the script again, causing him to lose his self-restraint

- He put the script away, and roughly smashed his lips onto yours. “Looks like the beast got out, what are you going to do?” 

Jumin

- You were sucking on a lollipop, while looking at your phone on the bed. when Jumin came in

- He was assumably typing away for work, but you could feel his eyes staring at you

- You ignored it, assuming that you were just imagining things, and continued to browse Tripter with your lollipop

- But Jumin really was staring at you  

- That seems pretty vulgar… Do people usually eat that in public? Certainly not… MC doing that is making my pants- I should stop, it’s getting worse…

- “Jumin? Don’t you need to do some work instead of just staring at the screen?” You ask, trying to see Jumin’s screen

- “The only thing I need to do is you” He pounced on you, pinning you down onto the bed and kissing you, lollipop and all 

Seven

- You were sitting on Seven’s lap as he played games, his arms reaching out on either side of you 

- You watched how quickly his hands were moving, glancing up at the many screens to check on his game 

- Seven was very good at whatever game he was playing, but he constantly kept messing up on purpose, just to annoy you

- “Oh whoops I didn’t see the huge gaping hole in the wall” Seven grinned at you, running a hand through his hair

- “Seven you avoided the hole at least three times already!” You hit him gently, but continued to watch as he opened up yet another game

- Because you were watching the screens, you didn’t notice that Seven tensed up every time you fidgeted

-  Oh god, oh god, MC PLEASE STOP MOVING ON MY LAP I CanT coNCeNtRaTe 

- You saw that his hand movements were slowing down, and occasionally stopped altogether 

- He then turned you around, leaning you onto his desk with a sadistic smile, “Shh, the microphone is still on. You wouldn’t want my teammates to hear you, right?” 

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In the retina, there are two different types of light-detecting cells: rods and cones. The rods are used for seeing in low-light conditions, and there’s only one kind of those. The cones are a different story. There are three kinds of cone cells that roughly correspond to the colors red, green and blue.

From the TED-Ed Lesson How we see color - Colm Kelleher

Animation by TED-Ed

Genyatta week summer: Day 3 -  Summer Treats

inspired by orisa’s “Just Dessert” sundae spray, now comes the new omnic sweet treats range! First you have the cyborcicle (inspired by those horrific popsicles with gumballs for eyes but its okay bc genji doesnt have eyes) and the zen-cone (made with blue gumballs, two flakes and yellow sprinkles on top of vanilla ice cream - yum!)

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Wandjina Petroglyphs

These Australian primitive drawings date back 5000 years. They are believed to represent alien beings known as the Wondjina (Wandjina). These spirit beings are represented as paintings of giant humanoid figures, some measuring close to 23 feet tall. They have gray alien-like eyes, cone-heads and no mouth or ears. These drawings look much like beings in helmets, or having physical qualities like Annunaki, Olmecs or gray aliens.

Interesting that all these civilizations separated by thousands of miles including oceans that they didn’t have the technology to cross, all show visitors from the heavens in the same way. The Waddjina are said to be dreamtime spirits (or spirits of the dreaming) associated with rainbows, clouds, rain, and thunder. They protect crops and create child spirits that must be found within a dream before they can become human babies within the bodies of women. This reminds us of the many stories of aliens interbreeding with humans to create the hybrid races that some believe we all decend from today.

In Aboriginal mythology, the Wondjina (or Wandjina) were cloud and rain spirits who, during the Dream time, created or influenced the landscape and its inhabitants. When they found the place they would die, they painted their images on cave walls and entered a nearby waterhole.

anonymous asked:

can you please do Bucky x Reader with “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”

48. “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”

“I’ll have two scoops of mint chip.” You indicated, pointing a finger toward the vat of green-colored ice cream. “Oh, in a waffle cone, please!” You added, smiling widely. 

The young attendant nodded in acknowledgement to your request, reaching for the large metal scoop to prepare your order. You turned back slightly to steal a glance at Bucky, who looked entirely perplexed by the variety of ice cream flavors before him courtesy of ‘31 Choices.’ You stifled a giggle as he squinted to read the miniature labels above each individual flavor, shifting weight awkwardly between the balls of his feet. 

“Here ya go.” The attendant carefully handed you the cone before turning toward Bucky. “And for you sir?” Bucky remained dumb-founded, eyeing your ice cream cone briefly before turning back toward the young man. 

“I’ll just share with her.” Bucky concluded with a nod. 

“That means you’re paying, Sarge.” You teased, nudging him toward the register.

Bucky chuckled and made a show of pulling out his wallet, exchanging teasing looks with you as he forked over $4 for the frozen treat. He repeatedly remarked that ice cream was just a few nickels back in his day, eliciting a fit of girlish giggles from your lips. Bucky intertwined his fingers with yours after paying, leading you out the door and onto the busy New York sidewalks. 

“Can I get a bite?” You quirked a brow in his direction, shaking your head. “I thought we were sharing!” 

“You thought we were sharing,” you retorted, “you never asked me.” 

Bucky rolled his eyes, leaning forward to snatch a quick lick at the ice cream. You instantly tugged back the cone, preventing him from getting any. 

“Unbelievable! I pay a fortune for some damn ice cream and I can’t even get a taste!” Bucky’s tone just then was your absolute favorite - light, playful, completely carefree. 

“Fine, fine.” You conceded, offering up the cone. “Take a bite!”

Bucky’s signature face-splitting grin swept across his perfect lips, sending butterflies erupting in the pit of your stomach. Bucky paused momentarily, leaning forward toward the ice cream. You snorted loudly as you shoved the ice cream right into his face. 

“Doll, c’mon!” Bucky grunted through laughter, mint chip strewn about his upper lip, chin, and the corners of his mouth.

Contagious, almost musical laughter burst between you. Before Bucky could even think of wiping away the mess you’d made with the napkins stuffed in his pockets, you dropped the cone and lunged toward him. Cupping his jaw, you began kissing away the ice cream, lips moving gingerly over his skin.

“Nice.” Bucky mused, smiling as you continued the assault on his face. His massive hands moved to your hips, tugging you closer into his towering frame.

“All better.” You inspected Bucky’s face, satisfied with your work. 

“Y/N, doll, I just had a terrifying realization.” 

“Wait, are you allergic to mint or something?” Concern flooded through you. You narrowed your gaze over his features, ensuring there weren’t any signs of a rash or hives. 

“No, much worse.” Bucky paused for effect. “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.” 

Your body shook with uncontrollable laughter as you buried your face into his chest, deciding being that couple wasn’t all that terrible. So long as it was with your Bucky.