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Your Move

The nine times Simon and Baz prank each other and the one time they don’t

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March 28

Baz

I haven’t had nightmares like that in years.

           Replaying the scene of my mother’s death is a classic, and it’s been a while since I’ve dreamt it, but it almost always has me waking in a cold sweat.  Occasionally I see it as I did when I was a child, but often it’s me as I am now, and the last thing I see is the look in her eye.  It’s not afraid, it’s just sad, disappointed that I’ve carried my sickness with me all these years.  That I never finished what she started by sending the nursery up in flames.  That I’m still walking the planet with vampire’s poison in my blood.

           There’s always the reassuring thought that I’ll wake up as soon as I’ve seen that look and the fire takes over, but this time it doesn’t work.  I keep dreaming, and it gets worse.  It turns into the nightmare that haunted my dreams almost every night for all of fifth year.

           I have to bite Simon.  I’m starved of blood and he is placed before me, veins pumping like drums in my head.  Someone somewhere is egging me on, sometimes it’s Fiona’s voice, sometimes my father’s, sometimes my mother’s.  I keep telling them no, and then Simon picks up a knife.  He tells me it’s okay and he presses the blade to his neck, tracing a shallow line and drawing just the thinnest stream of blood but the smell alone is enough to set my senses blazing.  I’m begging him to stop and he just walks calmly up to me, like the hero that he’s always been destined to be.  

           Sometimes I wake up in time.  Sometimes I don’t.

           When I don’t, I give in.  I always give in.

           His blood tastes real and alive and after one drop I lose control, drinking from his neck like I’ll never eat again.

           Sometimes I stay in the nightmare long enough to feel him run his sword through my stomach before I wake up.

           That’s what happened last night.  Before I was shaken awake, clutching at the phantom blade in my stomach, to find him gazing down at me with wide, fearful eyes.

           In the moment all I wanted was to pull him into my arms, to convince myself that he was real, we were awake and alive. Well, him at least.

           Instead I burst into tears in front of him.  Of course.

           He made no further move to comfort me, which is for the best.  Where in Merlin’s name would we have gone from there?

           When my alarm goes off this morning, I don’t bother hitting snooze.  I just slam the off-button and sit up.  My eyes are fuzzy and heavy, and I can feel the tears dried onto my cheeks.  I feel like a bear waking up from a terrible hibernation.

           Simon hauls himself out of bed, his curls standing up off his head like he was the one who didn’t get any sleep.  When he looks over at me, there’s a sort of caution in his gaze.  “You alright?” he asks tentatively.

           “Brilliant, Snow,” I croak, my voice raw from crying and the little sleep I got, “never been better.”

           He doesn’t move to get ready or even get off the bed, just keeps staring at me, and I can only imagine what I must look like right now.  Red, puffy eyes and tear-stained cheeks, probably a rat’s nest of hair.  A wreck.  A vulnerable wreck.  Wonderful.

           “Maybe…” he ventures, trailing off.

           “Words, Snow, I’m not in the mood to read your mind.”

           “Maybe you should skip class this morning.”

           I scowl at him.  “I know I look like death, but it’s nothing a hairbrush won’t fix.”

           “No,” he shakes his head, bronze curls falling in his eyes, “I mean you need your sleep.  I can say you’re sick or something.”

           I raise an eyebrow.  “Since when are you invested in my well-being, Snow?”

           “You didn’t hear yourself last night,” he mutters, and I think I see him shudder, staring at the floor, and it dawns on me that I must have been talking in my sleep.  My blood runs cold imagining what he might have heard, what I might have revealed.

           “No need to worry yourself,” I say, though I can barely keep my eyes open.

           At this point, he gets up and crosses over to me. I’m too shocked to protest when he gently pushes me back to the mattress and pulls the covers over me again, but I look up at him quizzically.

           “Just go back to sleep,” he tells me before heading to the bathroom to change.

           I’m practically asleep again by the time he leaves the room, shutting the door slowly and quietly, like I’m a sick child in his care.  The thought should be terrifying, but I’m out like a light before I can finish it.

*** 

           Even though I sleep for another few hours, I still wake up in a bad mood.  The rain pouring down the window doesn’t help, and I just have too many thoughts swimming around my head to feel refreshed.

           Second class has already started, so I take my time in the shower, scrubbing the feeling of the sword away from my torso. If I think too long about my nightmare, the tear-tracks on my face start to feel like Snow’s blood, and I rub the sensation off until my cheeks are burning and red.

           I don’t think about the nightmares.

           I don’t think about the concern in his eyes last night.

           I don’t think about his gentle touch pushing me back into bed.

           Instead, I think about our game.

           Snow never made his move.  So what does that mean?  He sure didn’t look like he wanted to pull anything on me this morning.  In fact, he looked quite the opposite, almost guilty, like he felt responsible.

           So who’s move is it?

           Mine,I think as I shut off the water. He forfeited his turn, so now it’s my move.

***

           I wait until classes are over to act.  I haven’t seen much of him since this morning (Crowley knows he can’t be seen talking to me in a civil manner outside the room), but I find him in the study hall.  Bunce and Wellbelove sit across from him, the three of them engrossed in their notes and textbooks.  Snow has a set of earphones in, and his phone sits on the table beside his work.

           None of them notice me when I come in, nor when I take a seat on the other side of the room.  I open one of my own books but I can’t concentrate when I look down at it. I’m still feeling the effects of the terrible night I had, plus I’m not even here to study.

           I see Snow say something to Bunce without removing his earphones.  He must have the music low enough that he can still hear.  Perfect.

           I wait a few more minutes, until he’s lost in his notes again, before pulling my wand out of my pocket.  I won’t be able to swing the wand as usual with this many people around, but I discreetly aim it at Snow from across the room.  More specifically, at Snow’s phone.

           “A little bit louder now,” I whisper.

           Snow jumps back from his table, frantically ripping at his earphones as his music goes from quiet to blasting in less than a second.  Wellbelove actually stands in shock, and someone’s papers go flying.  

           I don’t see the tail end of Snow’s reaction, as I have returned to staring pointlessly at my text.  When I glance back up, he’s turning the phone over and over in his hands, trying to figure out what happened.  Bunce hands him her earphones.  Classic.

           This time he only puts a bud in one ear, and he’s visually stiffer, ready to react if it happens again.  Which it will, of course it will.  Once he’s dropped his guard and I get bored of skimming over my book.

           This only takes approximately fifteen minutes. After another five, he’s noticeably flagging, his eyes drooping closed, the heel of his hand pressing a red mark into his cheek.

           As if he lost sleep last night.  As if he’d had the nightmares about killing me.  Well, not me, I suppose.  Someone who matters to him as much as he matters to me.  Wellbelove, maybe.

           That thought alone makes me sick.  Stupid Wellbelove and her stupid perfect hair and perfect face and perfect clothes. I almost want to turn my curses on her.

           They haven’t dated in almost a year now, but the fact still remains that they did.  At one point, Simon looked at her in that way that makes bystanders sigh and go all mushy.  He doesn’t look at her that way anymore, but it’s like a stain that won’t come out.  I can still see it, or imagine that I’m seeing it.  I wonder if it will ever go away.

           It’s with this thought in mind that I cast the spell a second time, expecting some sort of satisfaction when he once again jumps a mile into the air, but finding nothing but bitterness.  Stupid Snow and his stupid golden curls and splatter of moles.  Fuck him.  Fuck the way his eyes turn into oceans in the dark.  Fuck his crooked smile and the way his laugh makes the rain turn into sunshine.

           I forget to look away when he catches me glaring at him, and too late I see him figure it out.  He doesn’t glare back defiantly like I expect him to, just holds my gaze levelly like he understands.  What in Merlin’s name he’s understanding is beyond me.

           Thrusting my chin forward I mouth the words “your move” slowly and obviously. He just nods once before turning back to his books, deliberately leaving his earphones on the table.

anonymous asked:

Oh dear! I want more of the President/Assistant AU! Guuuh, so good!

PART 1  PART 2  PART 3  PART 4  PART 5  PART 6  PART 7

(non-linear, just random time stamps of fun loving president pkane and his adorkable stoic assistant jtoews)

Patrick’s only a few months into his Presidency when he decides to host a White House staff party. He figured since he’s always making small talk with everyone about their families, he should probably meet them at some point. It’s also a good chance for everyone else to mingle and catch up.

Patrick can hear Sharpy’s laughter from across the room. He whips his head around to see him talking to Jonny while eyeing Patrick.

“Mr. President,” Nick, one of Patrick’s secret service agents, says, stopping Patrick on his way to grill Sharpy. “If you have a moment, I would like to introduce you to my daughter.”

Patrick glances down and notices a little girl clinging to Nick’s leg.

“This is Anne,” Nick continues. “Anne, say hi to the President.”

Anne turns away and buries her face into her dad’s knee.

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This is the Fandometrics post title.

Television: A joke about TV.

The Flash scales ten spots to No. 7 after the debut of its musical episode.
RuPaul’s Drag Race (No. 12) lip syncs for its life and returns for the first time since October.

Movies: Something witty about film.

☆ We see London, we see France, we see Captain Underpants debut at No. 6.
⬇︎ The excitement behind The Lego Batman Movie (No. 14) is crumbling like so many neglected Lego structures.

Music: Referencing one or both entities below.

Gorillaz made a giant, silverback seventeen-rank jump to No. 1.
☆ Last week, Tumblr mourned the fourth anniversary of My Chemical Romance’s (No. 12) disbanding.

Celebrities: Famous people are regular, like us.

Meryl Streep returns to No. 8. Sing it out loud if you know why.  
Darren Criss is back at No. 17 thanks to The Flash.

Originally posted by totheskyirise

Games: Observational humor surrounding video games.

Splatoon 2 debuts at No. 18 after a Global Testfire took place over the weekend.
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Web stuff: The last section.

The Adventure Zone hopped up to No. 1 after the newest episode was released.
⬇︎ JonTron, seemingly intent on saying the most offensive thing at any given time, falls ten to No. 13.

\(^-^) hi! List your top 5 favorite anime/manga, then pass it on to the first 10 people on your dash. :)

I wasn’t tagged or anything, i just love tag games. 

These are in no particular order.

1. Yuri!!! on Ice

Originally posted by katotaines

2. Citrus

3. Fruits Basket

Originally posted by heckyeahfruitsbasket

4. Bungou Stray Dogs

Originally posted by mobpsycho100

5. Doukyuusei

Originally posted by umbrella-kun

6. Say I Love You (i prefer the manga)

Originally posted by animaising

7. Baccano!

Originally posted by psychopass

8. Clannad (the feels omg)

Originally posted by lilium

9. Ouran High School Host Club

Originally posted by sawtsuki

10. Kobayashi-san chi no maid dragon

Originally posted by twilightamory

WOw it was hard narrowing them down! Now its time to tag the first ten ppl on my dash-wait, actually im gonna change that to the first ten in my tags bc not everyone on my dash likes anime~

@kentaruhinaka @jr-sih-trash @rinchanharuchan @romomova @little-stoner-gal @vgalyon34 @crepecheek24 @what-m8 @jellyfishkawaii @hellomynameisntthis 

reasons why speak now is taylor’s best album

1. last kiss, i feel this song so much and i haven’t even had a relationship yet
2. the most romantic lyric ever written in mine: “i remember how we felt, sitting by the water, and every time i look at you, it’s like the first time”
3. back to december is like “you know, I fucked up” and that’s good too. also “maybe this is wishful thinking, probably mindless dreaming:
4. better than revenge and the story of us literally have the best beats ever and it makes me wanna jump every time
5. DEAR JOHN??? the whole track??? written by a 19 year old???
6. enchanted is literally an experience on its own, it’s like you’re a princess in a fairytale (and also it gave us one of the best cinematic experiences: the wonderstruck commercials)
7. THE LIVE VERSION OF HAUNTED
8. ICONIC sparks fly, the best opening for a tour ever
9. did i mention last kiss
10. and last but not least: the whole intro / prologue for speak now made my skin clearer and the message itself is so important!!! and it really helped me a lot in life!!!

20 Facts About Ghosts That Haunt

1. Spirits that haunt, want your attention.

2. Spirits have absolutely no sense of time.

3. Spirits do not always realize that they are dead. To them, its like they are stuck in an aweful nightmare.

4. Spirits can communicate with us in various ways. In dreams, through subliminal thoughts, automatic writing, via the use of a pendulum, and intution. Other, more scientific ways are through white noise and evp.

5. Spirits are sometimes mischevious and always curious.

6. Spirits have a profound sense of smell! They are often attracted to certain scents.

7. Spirits are more active at night. Some people think that this is due to less electronic disturbance and that they are able to produce more energy when not having to compete with varous electric and electronic devices.

In the same sense, you are more likely to experience ghostly disturbances when your house is quiet.

8. Spirits can and often do, manifest. Orbs, streaks of light, mists, dark shadows, shadows within shadows, and blurs within the air are the most common. Full-body appritions are always possible, but are not likely.

9. Most ghostly disturbances are actually residue or risidual haunings. Events that play themselves out over and over again, often without the spirit having any control over it whatsoever.

10. Gostly activity is often more prevalent around children and young adults due to the amount of energy they give off. The higher your personal energy, the more spirits are able to absorb.

11. Spirits often retain memories and emotions of their physical life. And most certainly the memories and emotions associated with the time right before their death.

12. Not all ghosts are “trapped.” Some choose to stay within the earthly realm.

13. Spirits retain their personalities.

14. Animals and children are more likely to “see” a ghost.

15. Even the spirits of animals can “haunt.”

16. Spirits can often be helpful.

17. Spirits can often be protective of the families they “haunt.”

18. Ghosts may actually exist in a state of confusion and not have a clue as to what happened to them, why they are here, why you cannot see or hear them, etc.

19. When spirits are bored, they often cause trouble or become mischevious.

20. Certain locations are vortexes or portals where ghosts/spirits can transport themselves from one realm or place to another.

WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK ABOUT SOME OF THESE FACTS!?

Do you know what my favorite thing about this fandom is?

1- Everyone agrees (no matter who you ship) that Wyatt is an aggressive cuddler.

2- Wyatt and Lucy’s baby will have Wyatt’s eyes.

3-Flynn at his core is a big softy (even when people write him as a bad guy/character they almost always delve into his teddy bear thoughts or at some point apologize for making him mean/bad bc they know that he really isn’t that way)

4- No one can mess with the Rufus+Jiya ship, like its blasphemy to ship them with anyone else.

5- anyone that lucy has a baby with will in someway have Amy’s name connected to it or that it will have some kind of historical significance to it.

6- the time team will do ANYTHING for each other

7- lucy loves ice cream, Rufus loves starwars and chocodiles (i mean that’s canon but still), and wyatt loves whisky and most likely has a truck or a jeep

8- that this fandom doesn’t start petty fights and wars and we all just support each other.

Thank you guys for being such a great fandom and for continuing to write/update fanfic! It has been so amazing and pleasant being a part of this fandom! :)

Newt Scamander is on the autism spectrum no?

1) he rarely makes eye contact
2) he relates better to animals than people
3) extremely literal and logical
4) has a hard time making friends
6) collecting and categorizing a single interest to the point of impacting his life and relationships
7) He seems uncomfortable with emotions except when with animals. When he is able to connect emotionally with humans, its the outcasts like himself.
8) He doesn’t acknowledge rules that don’t fit his logic. Not in a “I’m a badass the rules don’t apply to me" way but a “does not compute” sort of way

Maybe I’m seeing what I want to see but I LOVE THIS. Visibility makes me happy :)

How to care for people with invisible illnesses

1. Never tell them that they do not look sick. We are very aware of this, hence why its called INVISIBLE illnesses.
2. Never make them feel like their feelings are invalid and we are overnreacting. We are usually in pain but do not show it.
3. Please understand that we want to go out and feel normal but sometimes its too much to get out of bed.
4. Dont discourage us from persuing our dreams and future just because we are unwell. We are aspiring humans as well.
5. Understand that we are really trying. We are not just lazy.
6. Dont make us feel like shit when we physically cannot do things.
7. Understand that even though its not visible pain, its just as dibilitating as a visible disease.
8. Ask us questions if you dont understand and dont just assume. We are more than happy to try to help you understand.
9. Show us that we are loved and wanted. Most times we feel like a burden to our loved ones. Its terrible to feel alone in this.
10. We want more than anything to feel normal. Dont treat us like were fragile. This makes us stronger and more determined to succeed. Encourage us to never give up.

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1. super hard working. will do ANYTHING to get their way
2. is super healthy its annoying
3. positivity radiates off of them like francium. they get super pumped about doing anything
4. theyve got really sharp features. point nose, narrow and beautiful eyes, set lips
5. wears simple jewelry and its the most prominent part about their entire attire
6. Cares a lot for their aesthetic value, and will either care too much or too little of what others think of their apparel
7. A bit of a loose cannon
8. Can’t hold grudges for too long, yes they’ll get mad but it’s only a matter of time
9. They have really nice, thick eyebrows
10. Really cheeky, honest smiles, not attempting to hide anything

emoji ranking of the cat face

this cat has a very shiny forehead…looks a bit like a plastic toy. also the eyes look deep but empty….4/10

very simple and cute!! i appreciate how its making the :3 face 10/10

microsoft why are ur lines always so thick…anyways i appreciate this cat! he looks old and wise…..althought can be silly at times with the blep. 7/10

nice colour scheme!! very simple, only like 3 colours (5 if u count black and white). although, it looks a bit dead inside. 6/10 for effort

this cat is probably the youngest of the group. she’s just trying to make it in the world and be positive, though it is hard with how rough the world is. however, she’s good at acting so u cant tell the difference between her real and fake smile. 4/10….shes sneaky

simple cat!! though he does have an oddly shaped head? is he okay? 2/10

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i appreciate and love any cat that is fat and looks like my cat. 10/10

this looks more like a lion cub than a regular pet cat…..0/10

this cat is very excited and happy!1!! very simple and cute. 9/10

this is like the cat version of that girl in your math class that you judge because she likes starbucks and wears makeup but ur forced to be partners with her one day and u learn she’s actually rlly cool and every friday night you hang out with her friends and go on rlly wild adventures and wake up on the ceiling fan in her great grandmother’s house. aka 10/10

very timid cat….she’s getting used to people but she usually scares them off with her wide eye stare :(……5/10 i like the colours

Your Move

The nine times Simon and Baz prank each other and the one time they don’t

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

March 24

Baz

Curses are an interesting breed of magic.  They require a certain level of creativity.  Like a charm, curses are often made of the mage’s own words rather than the scripted lines of a spell.  The tricky thing about curses, though, is the choice of words.  Curses thrive on poetry.  They have a flair for the dramatic, eloquent lines of verse instead of magic thrown haphazardly into a few words.  

           Curses are showy and elegant, which is why they are so well-fitted to villains.

           This morning I’m out the door before Snow has even begun to stir, my wand tucked into my pocket.  The passages are cold with the morning frost, and birdsong echoes off the stone of the walls.

           I spent all of last evening crafting this curse, after I’d dumped the rest of my tea out the window.  Salt.  He’d turned the sugar into salt, and I hadn’t even had the sense to stop after the first sip. I just had to keep drinking, even before I was sure he had done anything to it.  Pride and spite are just two sides of the same coin.

           I’m the first one in the dining hall, which is exactly what I’d hoped for.  The tables are set, the chairs are tucked in, and the mouth-watering aroma of pastry wafts from behind the closed kitchen doors.  Immediately my eyes are drawn to a particular seat towards the right of the hall.  It’s the first place I look every time I enter, and from that moment on it’s the place I avoid looking at for the rest of the meal.

           As I make my way over to Snow’s seat, I find myself stepping lightly and my heart starting to pick up, like I think I might get caught.  The involuntary adrenaline of the oncoming curse increases as I reach the spot. What luck that Snow hasn’t sat anywhere else since our first year.

           Pulling my wand from my pocket, I cast a quick look around the room to make sure no one has snuck up on me, and take a breath that reaches deep within my belly, igniting that familiar spark of magic.  I lower the wand to tap Snow’s plate.

“Tick tock, hard as rock,

Stone and glass and marble block,

Soft and fluffy cherry scone

To his teeth be hard as bone,

Any food to touch this face,

Toughness of cement encase,

And when hands do wash this plate,

Return then to your former state.”

           I don’t see any obvious change in the plate I’m cursing, but I know it will work.  The spark has fanned into a flame, dancing through the wand and sinking into the glass.

           It takes a few seconds longer for my magic to burn out and my heart rate to slow back down, but as soon as I feel it soften I turn and leave the dining hall.

*** 

When I return later, I do the same thing as I always do.  I glance at Snow’s seat to find it empty still, and then make my way to my own table on the far side of the room.  Dev and Niall are already there, and they both give me a silent nod as I slide into my seat.  I can’t help but look back at Snow’s table, my eyes darting from the door to where Bunce is already waiting and back again.

           “Everything alright?” Dev catches me scanning the crowd of students.  “You look jumpy.”

           “Didn’t get much sleep,” I tell him, and he shrugs like he doesn’t particularly care if I’m telling the truth or not.

           When Snow appears in the doorway, I automatically drop my gaze back down to my empty plate.  I don’t see him sit down at his spot, exchange pleasantries with Bunce, jump back up to retrieve the famed sour cherry scones from the front of the hall, and yet I still manage to see all of it.  It’s in my periphery, it’s constantly on the edge of my awareness, biting through the shell I keep trying to put up around myself.

           I can’t help but watch when he brings the first scone to his mouth.

           The effect is visibly immediate.  His eyes widen and his free hand flies to his mouth. Bunce looks concerned, and Snow is staring at the scone in betrayal.  Tentatively he goes in for another, much smaller bite.  Once again he is the picture of dismay.

           My tea for your scones, I think.  Fair.

           But he looks so miserable that it almost takes some of the fun out of it.

           I see Bunce drop one of her own scones onto his plate, and I can’t help snickering at her mistake when he can’t bite into that one, either.

           I remember to look anywhere else just as Snow casts a withering glare in my direction.

           We’re even, don’t you dare try to pull anything.

           But if we don’t settle it officially, he will do just that.

           I push my chair back from the table and stand, mumbling an excuse of “not hungry” before stalking to the doors.  I feel Snow’s eyes on me the whole way.

           When he catches up with me, I’m leaning casually against the stone wall just out of sight of the dining hall, my arms crossed, a bored expression smoothed onto my face.  Snow marches up to me, red-cheeked and scowling.

           “What the fuck did you do, Baz?” he growls, his tone accusatory.

           “Magic, Snow,” I tell him, not wasting time pretending it wasn’t me.  “It’s what we came to Watford to learn, did no one ever tell you?”

           “You spelled my food?” he says like it’s the worst offense in the world.

           “Cursed, actually, and it’s the plate, not the scones themselves.  That’s why Bunce couldn’t help you.”

           He backs off an inch or two, crossing his arms over his chest in a mimic of my own posture.  “So that’s how you want to play?”

           “Don’t peg this on me, Snow,” I raise an eyebrow at him, “you’re the one who had to start something.”

           “But you responded,” he retorts, a lock of bronze falling into his eyes, “and you made it personal.”

           “Because what could be more personal than scones?”

           “I’m not kidding, Baz.”  He takes a confrontational step closer and I’m glad no one is around to see my shoulders stiffen.  “This isn’t over.”

           Of course it’s not.  Because he’s Simon Snow and I’m Baz Pitch, and we’re enemies.  It can never just be “over” for us.

           So I lean as close as I dare, holding his blazing gaze in my own.  “Fine,” I murmur, “have it your way.”

           “It’s on.”

           “Your move.”

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7 Ways Earth Would Change If Our Moon Were Destroyed

6.) Our axial tilt would be unstable. This is an unfortunate one. Earth spins on its axis, tilted at 23.4° with respect to our orbital plane around the Sun. (This is known as our obliquity.) You might not think the Moon has much to do with that, but over tens of thousands of years, that tilt changes: from as little as 22.1° to as much as 24.5°. The Moon is a stabilizing force, as worlds without big moons – like Mars – see their axial tilt change by ten times as much over time. On Earth, without a Moon, its estimated that our tilt would possibly even exceed 45° at times, making us a world that spun on our sides. Poles wouldn’t always be cold; the equator might not always be warm. Without our Moon to stabilize us, ice ages would preferentially hit different parts of our world every few thousand years.”

Our Moon is pretty unusual as far as the Solar System goes: of all the planets, our Moon has the largest mass and radius ratios when compared to its parent planet. It’s enough to not only illuminate our night sky quite fiercely – the full Moon is 14,000 times brighter than the next brightest object in the night sky – but it has some significant gravitational effects on our world. You might think this is restricted to the tides, but that’s not the full story. The day lengthens, our axial tilt is stabilized, and even without a Moon, we’d still have tides after all! Yet destroying the Moon, even in our imaginations, gives us a way to help envision all the things it actually brings to Earth, for better and for worse.

Come learn all seven ways our Earth would change if our Moon were destroyed. Did you know all seven?

so its valentines time and im (yet again) single af so i thought doing a blogrates/aesthetic would be fun and cheer me up

Y O U   M U S T:

  • follow this procrastinating weirdo
  • reblog this post (likes for bookmarks only, sorry kids)
  • maybe check out my creations?
  • send me a 🌹 for a blograte and/or ✨ for a hp aesthetic
  • (blacklist leala’s stuff if you don’t wanna see this)

and that’s it!! format under the cut!!

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Yesterday I was bored and hungover, so I drew a Neopet (Woodland Scorchio) for the first time in 6-7 years. I like how its based on a Rainbow Eucalyptus and thought it was decent enough to upload online.

Say what you will, but I got into digital art (including my first tablet) and online art sharing because of Neopets. I also experienced my first art theft and artist drama on there too. It taught me A LOT about the online art realm. I stumbled across the website again thanks to Reddit, and was surprised to see there’s still an active community (even the Facebook page has 200K likes) with very decent artists still floating around. With that, I indulged in some nostalgia to unwind from my seemingly busy adult life, and because I haven’t drawn something for myself in a long time.

I had fun, and no regrets! Back to real work now.

Photoshop CS5 + Wacom Cintiq 24HD over a few hours. Scorchio © Neopets

(P.S. Nauvasca is the name of my Neopets and old DeviantArt account.)

Homemade Bath Bombs

So what are bath bombs? Every time I walked into stores like LUSH i would be amazed at the variety they had and the beautiful scents. I have only bought one bath bomb from there, simply because they cost about $5-7! Insane. I mean they are wonderful but 6 $ for one bath, its pretty steep. So I started doing some research to see how I could make my own. I love taking baths but 6$ a bomb was just not gonna happen, and sometimes you do need some of that fun fizzy stuff. 

I found a basic recipe and it seemed that I had everything I needed except for citric acid. I bought this bag on Amazon and have also found other uses for it around the house (like switching for that shining powder for the dishwasher, it works the same!). It was 17 bucks, but I mean I could probably make close to 120 bath bombs if I wanted to. So I definitely think it was worth it.

This recipe is super easy to do and I had my girlfriends over for a little bath bomb tutorial. I was so fun! We all brought our own flowers and made our own mixes. Some of them even got more creative than me and mixed colors. Beautiful!


This was my first time attempting these and I’m sure I will only get better at them. This time we only used the essential oils I had on hand which were Orange, Eucalyptus, and Lavender. So good! Maybe I’ll invest in some of those cool globe shaped molds, not too sure though. Anyway let’s get started!

Here is what you will need!

A large bowl

1 cup of Baking soda (Buy it in bulk at Costco if you can!)

½ cup of citric acid

½ cup of corn starch (not pictured, oops!)

½ cup of Epsom Salts (I used unscented but I’m sure scented would be fine as well)

1 tablespoon of almond oil (you can also use jojoba oil or coconut)

Any bath bomb mold (I used my cupcake molds, you can also use easter eggs, or use those nice globe molds if you have em!)

A spray bottle with water

Any essential oils you like!

A cookie sheet with a kitchen towel laid on top, and piece of parchment paper on top of that *OPTIONAL*

food coloring *OPTIONAL*

Flowers *OPTIONAL*

INSTRUCTIONS:

1. In the large bowl pour the baking soda, citric acid, corn starch and epsom salts and mix gently with your hands, a fork, or even a whisk. Do this carefully and slowly, if you’re trying to avoid a big powdery mess.

2. Add your essential oils. I added 12 drops of lavender essential oil and 8 drops of eucalyptus. For this amount of mix, you want to stick to about 20-25 drops of oil. I”ll talk about some good scent mixes in another post! So look out for that! 

3. OPTIONAL! If you are adding food coloring, make sure you do it a few drops at a time. I added about 10 drops of green and 5 drops of blue but it can be different for you. When you add the drops add them in separate spots so that too much of the citric acid won’t start reacting. At this point you will start to see some fizzing, but don’t worry, just start mixing it all up.

4. Once you have reached the desired color, you will start to add the water from the spray bottle. Add one spray at a time, mix all the way through, and then add more. You want to reach a wet sand consistency, and it should hold its shape when you squeeze it together.

5.Grab your mold and start packing in your mix, if you are using flowers you can put them at the very bottom of the cupcake tin and then pack in the mix as tight as you can. Here’s my friend Kayla packing it in!

6. Let the bath bomb set in the tins for 10 minutes.

7. Slowly turn the mold over and gently tap it against the table to release the bath bombs. After all of them are out you can let them set for 1-2 days (depends on how much water you added). If you’re impatient, like me, you can heat your oven to 200 degrees. Once it reaches temperature, turn it off and place your bath bombs on that cookie sheet with the towel and parchment paper. Leave them in the oven for about 4 hours! don’t open it or reheat it just let it be.

That’s it!!! If you do not use the oven, you can leave them out for a couple days and you can use them when they are dry! 

No more spending tons of money for bath bombs! Super easy to make and you’ll love them!

fish emoji ranking

a solid fish, quite realistic. i like this fish, but do not trust it. 8/10

a little lumpy. i like the realistic approach. loses points for being long and kinda ugly. 6/10

what the fuck is this. 2/10

a more realistic approach. why does it have lips tho. what the hecke. 0/10

a round boy. fairly rendered. ill give bonus points for reminding me of a sunfish i saw one time, but it doesnt really deserve them. 5/10

i like the different color. this fish seems like a friend. but not a friend i would tell secrets to. 7/10

i like the unique position, but this fish almost looks like its attached to an invisible fishhook. a chilling image. 0/10

i like the uniform color and the rendering attempt. i do not like the feeling i get from this fish. 4/10

some say this fish looks butt ugly but i like it. its still ugly tho. 6/10

a cuter version of the last fish. it seems like a friend i would trust my pets to. though i do not trust them with it. 10/10

i like the bubbles but dang that it a large eye. what do your fish eyes see. loses points for existential despair. 7/10

i have eaten a fish that looks exactly like this. 1/10

vanessa-and-co  asked:

Hello Mr. Pj my child was wondering if you could take her into her daycare(i now you have a lot on your hands if she is mean send her home) Little girl with fox ears and tail waves. HI SANS she blurts to origin sans then blushes.(please make part7 i know its hard and you have a lot on your hands so no rush)

*twitches*
For the millionth time
I
Dont
Draw
PJ’s
Daycare
And
Stop
Asking
Me
About
Part
7
I
Literally
Made
Part
6
3
Days
Ago
.
The spam about PJ’s daycare is honestly putting me off it again just like last time

official ranking of every bird emoji

apple bird:

just a head. where is the rest of the birb. as usual with apple, too many gradients. looks kinda like a science diagram. still, fairly cute. 4/10

google bird:

simple design. flat colours. nice blue. adorable. a masterpiece. 10/10

microsoft bird:

a strong bird. a powerful bird. a bird you can trust. also discord just started using this emoji in the role titles and it’s weirding me out. 7/10

samsung bird:

round. friendly. a bit of an awkward design though. still, all in all a solid birb. 6/10

LG bird:

ngl kinda looks like it’s advertising something. but maybe something i would buy. 5/10

HTC bird:

its eyes are dark and soulless. its smile, unbirdlike. what has this bird seen. what does this bird know. 2/10

facebook bird:

a classic of our time. the grandmother of all bird emojis. 8/10

messenger bird:

its head is turned towards you. this is an inquisitive bird. a daring bird. a bird of science. also, it’s a nice red. 9/10

twitter bird:

honestly from a company who’s entire marketing system is based around birds, they could do better. this one is taking flight though, so i give points for initiative. 4.5/10

mozilla bird:

spaced out. lack of colour. but a simple design that’s not too clunky. 3.5/10

emoji one bird:

nice design, nice colours. a bird of excitement. 7.5/10

emojidex bird:

this bird is too bird to really be called an emoji. looks exactly like a science diagram. but all birbs are good birbs. 3/10