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anonymous asked:

Today I came out to my parents as gay. I was panicking the whole time, watching their faces for reactions. Dad turned to mom and said, "Can I do it now?" She rolled her eyes and nodded. He then got up and ran out of the room. I was panicking until he came running in wearing an airbrush unicorn shirt with my name and the pride flag tied around his neck. "I've been waiting two years for this! Come here baby girl!" And hugged me so tightly. We all cried and I just really love my parents.

OH

MY 

GOD

THIS IS THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD

THIS IS WHOLESOME AND GOOD AND PURE

Hug your parents for me. They’re AMAZING people. This legit made me tear up. I’m so happy for you <3

anonymous asked:

Sorry time....When I was a little girl, my grandfather used to tell me stories about how our family was descendants of selkies. The story he'd tell me was about an ancestor that fell in love with a selkie woman who lost her seal coat and was forced to stay human. Granddad always said that the sea would always call to our blood, pulling is back home. The first time I saw the ocean I was seven and I clearly remember the strong, almost disorienting feeling of wanting to leap into the water (1/?)

I remember my granddad having to hold me back and sit my on the sand and explain how dangerous the ocean was. My mom used to argue with him and tell him not to fill my head with nonsense. But he was from Scotland originally and he believed the story his mother hand told him. I swear back to the ocean at 18 and I felt the same pull but I kept myself on the sand. My granddad said the pull would always be there. He believed that until he died. (2/?)

I’m 27 now and yesterday I took my 5 year old daughter to see the ocean. She stood still for the longest time just staring at it before she took off running to the waves. I grabbed her and sat her down and told her it was dangerous. She looked up and me and said, “Momma, why do I feel like this?” She asked and pointed to her chest then to the water. I also thought my granddad’s stories were just that, stories. I’m going to write a story about this one day, for my grandfather and daughter. (3/3)

When you write that story, I want to read it. This is beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing this <3

My fiancee and I were discussing the worst metal to use to make armor, and the obvious answers are lead and gold, but she cunningly suggested mercury. Which is a fair point, but then I wondered if solid mercury is any good. Googling told me that the melting point of mercury is -38° c (-37° f), so first you get it really fucking cold. At that point, it turns out that mercury has a tensile strength of 1900 mpa, compared to lead’s 18 and steel’s ~500-940 (depending upon the kind of steel).

Now, I know that tensile strength is not necessarily the best measure of a material’s ability to function as armor, but I’m a liberal arts major and didn’t care to actually do that much more research before going straight to, “EVIL ICE DEMONS IN MERCURY ARMOR. THE PCS CAN’T LOOT IT BECAUSE WHEN THEY PUT IT ON IT MELTS AND KILLS THEM.”