mind of a scientist

u know what … i changed my mind… all u scientists out there who worked ur butts off just to have your research purposefully ignored by the government… do your science thing and bring back the dinosaurs… catch them ignoring you when a velociraptor is our next president…. like ding dong what’s that? it’s science, it doesn’t care about your silly ignorant opinion… it’s back with a vengeance… and it’s hungry, bitch


Scientists find mind blowing feathered dinosaur tail suspended in amber

  • Scientists have discovered a 99-million-year-old fragment of a dinosaur tail suspended in amber.
  • It’s “a once in a lifetime find,” as paleontologist Ryan McKellar told CNN, because it provides rare insight into the way dinos actually looked.
  • These are “the first non-avialan theropod fragments preserved in amber.”
  • he segment is believed to have come from a juvenile dinosaur, possibly a coelurosaurian.
  • The tail is covered in brown and white feathers, with bones and tissues and even some blood mummified in its amber tomb. Read more

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The Types as Character Tropes

Based on stereotypes, duh.

INTP: Absent-Minded Professor, Erudite Stoner, Gadgeteer Genius, Reluctant Mad Scientist, This Is Your Brain On Evil

INFP: The Anti-Nihilist, Byronic Hero, Because You Were Nice to Me, The Dark Side Will Make You Forget, Not-So-Harmless Villain

ISTJ: The Reliable One, Unfazed Everyman, Cloudcuckoolander’s Minder, Loyal to the Position, Obstructive Bureaucrat

ISFJ: Yamato Nadeshiko, Humble Hero, Tranquil Fury, Churchgoing Villain, Love Makes You Evil

ENFJ: The Paragon, The Chooser of the One, Warrior Therapist, Soap Box Sadie, Psycho Psychologist

ENTJ: The Leader, Cultured Badass, Seme, The Corrupter, Visionary Villain

ESTP: Determinator, Ace Pilot, Da Editor, Blood Knight, Corrupt Bureaucrat

ESFP: Ninja Pirate Zombie Robot, Plucky Office Girl, Obfuscating Stupidity, Hidden Depths, The Ophelia

INTJ: The Spock, Tin Man, Aloof Big Brother, The Chessmaster, Evilutionary Biologist

INFJ: Hurting Hero, Hermit Guru, Zen Survivor, Living Emotional Crutch, Knight Templar

ISTP: Warrior Poet, Street Samurai, The Hunter, Because I’m Good At It, Then Let Me Be Evil

ISFP: All-Loving Hero, Hero’s Muse, Determined Defeatist, Granola Girl, Mad Artist

ESTJ: The Captain, The Ace, Nerves of Steel, Corrupt Corporate Executive, Egomaniac Hunter

ESFJ: Crusading Lawyer, The Social Expert, A Father to his Men, Nerd Nanny, Evil Matriarch

ENTP: Bunny-Ears Lawyer, Trickster Mentor, Knowledge Broker, Cool Loser, It Amused Me

ENFP: The Pollyanna, Manic Pixie Dream Girl, Allergic to Routine, The Wonka, Revenge Before Reason

QUESTION: Are you going to take America out of the world’s lead of confronting climate change?

TRUMP: I’m looking at it very closely….I’ll tell you what. I have an open mind to it. We’re going to look very carefully. It’s one issue that’s interesting because there are few things where there’s more division than climate change… .

It’s a very complex subject. I’m not sure anybody is ever going to really know. I know we have, they say they have science on one side but then they also have those horrible emails that were sent between the scientists… .

QUESTION: When you say an open mind, you mean you’re just not sure whether human activity causes climate change? Do you think human activity is or isn’t connected?

TRUMP: I think right now … well, I think there is some connectivity. There is some, something. It depends on how much. It also depends on how much it’s going to cost our companies.


Trump also flatly says here that we may not ever know who is right in the dispute over whether climate change poses the dire long-term threat that the scientific consensus tells us it does.

Good to know that how much it’s going to cost our companies is WAY more important than preserving life all over the fucking planet, you fucking idiot.

Another weird thing about politics is that trump supporters will accuse Obama of being a dictator and liberals of being suppressors of freedom and free speech and they'll wave their guns around claiming they're true Americans who care about freedom

Yet Trump’s Muslim ban was resisted by both the American people AND the American courts AND our previous attorney general, who was forcibly removed.

He forced official government organizations to shut up about climate change even though they are SCIENTISTS with the public’s interest in mind.

All of his lackeys have made it EXPLICIT that they WILL force the executive branch’s power over the Judicial branch.

They’re literally turning our system into a dictatorial system with just these aristocratic incompetent goons in charge of our livelihood.

They’re spreading “alternative facts” also known as LIES and flat out calling the media LIARS.

And sure they’re liars and they’re biased but they’re still not as bad as a man who claimed he had record turn outs to his inauguration when anyone with eyes can see that the women’s march was PACKING the empty mall he left.

I mean Christ.

You wave your gun and call it freedom, but just because the man spewing racist dogma and bringing nazis out of the woods into the cities is your idol doesn’t mean he’s the rest of ours.

We resist trump because we are not like him.

If you can’t see why this is democratic and simply rage about how we should jus “accept” him and shut up and let him do whatever he likes well.

You’re not as American as you think.

Real Star Trek Episodes as Fanfic Summaries: Season 1
  • Charlie X: Kirk/Spock, Janice/OMC, ft. Uhura as TOTAL BAMF. a Sweaty Young Thing boards the Enterprise! jealous!Spock denies his feelings. Kirk contemplates going slow. Rated T for some semi-pornographic wrestling lol
  • The Naked Time: Kirk/Spock, Spock/Chapel (unrequited). A ~mysterious illness~ infects the Enterprise and everyone's deepest emotions are exposed! woobie!Spock angry!Jim, SERIOUS Vulcan make outs!!!
  • The Enemy Within: Two Kirks run amok on the Enterprise. Spock wants to know if there's anything he can do for his Captain ;)
  • Dagger of the Mind: An EVIL SCIENTIST with a brainwashing machine wants to make Kirk desire a woman! sad!jealous!Spock, resistant!Kirk, Angst with a happy ending
  • This Side of Paradise: SEX POLLEN FIC, Kirk/Spock, Spock/OFC w/ implied dubcon SORRY guys but this little alien is NOT straight! Spock seems to be falling in love with a woman, and Jim is really jealous.
  • City on the Edge of Forever: 1930s Depression AU, Time Travel, Bones is on Bath Salts, Kirk/Spock Kirk/OFC, don't like don't read! Kirk and Spock get an apartment together in New York City. The neighbors are curious. Spock just hopes Jim doesn't figure out what he really means when he calls him "Captain."

for @shoyous

You get preoccupied with what you want to do and ignore what you have to do. Don’t you understand that your irresponsibility cost lives? Of course not. Nothing can get through all that fat. And now what? “Isn’t it wonderful”? “A mind for science”? Don’t make me laugh. How can a mad scientist know what a human mind is? If you want to be the king of geeks with your bloated ego, then just keep up all this and indulge in your freakish masturbation!

                                                    Paprika (2006) dir. Satoshi Kon

Science Pick-Up Lines
  • Chem students do it on the table periodically
  • You're like an exothermic reaction, you spread your hotness everywhere!
  • Do you have 11 protons? Cause your sodium fine.
  • If i was an enzyme, i'd be DNA helicase so i could unzip your genes
  • Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because your CuTe
  • Are you my Appendix, cause I have a gut feeling I should take you out.
  • Billions of neutrinos penetrate you every second...Mind if I join in?
  • I'm attracted to you so strongly, scientists will have to develop a fifth fundamental force.
  • You must be auxin, because your causing me to have rapid stem elongation.
  • Girl you must be made of Florine, Iodine, and Neon, because you are FINe
  • You must be calcium bicarbonate, because if you let me get you wet, then the reaction will be explosive.
  • Baby, everytime i see you, my cardiovascular system gets all worked up
  • Are you made of copper? Cause I Cu in a relationship with me.
  • You know why Men are so much sexier than women? Because you can't spell sexy without "xy".
  • I wish I were adenine because then I could get paired with U.
  • My bond length might be short, but it can still give you some "electron density"
  • Let's find out our combined volume, by displacing the water in my water bed
  • You must be a compound of beryllium and barium...because your a total BaBe.
  • You're so hot that you would make a nuclear reactor melt down.
  • Babe you must be a neuron, because you got some action potential
  • Are you chloroplast cause you'd be good on my stem.
  • Want to test the spring constant of my mattress?
The more I read, the more puzzled I was by the order of the universe and the disorder of the human mind, by the scientists who didn’t agree on the how, the when, or the why of creation.
Then one day this student brought me Kant’s Critique of Pure Reason. Reading Kant, I began to suspect everything I was taught. I no longer believed in the known God of the Bible, but rather in the mysterious God expressed in nature.
The basic laws of the universe are simple, but because our senses are limited, we can’t grasp them. There is a pattern in creation.
If we look at this tree outside whose roots search beneath the pavement for water, or a flower which sends its sweet smell to the pollinating bees, or even our own selves and the inner forces that drive us to act, we can see that we all dance to a mysterious tune, and the piper who plays this melody from an inscrutable distance—whatever name we give him—Creative Force, or God—escapes all book knowledge…
—  Albert Einstein

The heart of an olympian athlete combined with a scientist’s mind – that’s the Mercedes-AMG E 63 S 4MATIC+.

[Mercedes-AMG E 63 S 4MATIC+ | Fuel consumption combined: 9.1-8.8 l/100 km | CO₂ emissions: 207–199 g/km |http://mb4.me/efficiency_statement]

Nightmares - Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Originally posted by life-in-midgard

Words: 1245
Paring: Pietro x Reader
Warnings: nightmares, crying.
A/n: just the thought of protective Pietro is really cute so an imagine sounded like fun.

You had never told Pietro about your nightmares. You didn’t want to worry him. He’s your best friend, and you knew he’d worry. You didn’t need to add to the stress he already has- not to mention that he has nightmares too.

Sometimes, you’ll wake up in the middle of the night due to your nightmares. But sometimes, you’ll wake up because you know Peitro is having a nightmare. That’s the bug of your ability- emotions. You’re able to tell what people are feeling, and if you’re close with them, you can tell it in your sleep. Since you’re a manipulator, you have to get into the mind. Before the ability was finished, you were taken away from the scientist. Sometimes it’s good that there’s a bug in your ability, but sometimes, it can hurt you just as much.

And that’s why you get nightmares- thanks to the bug. You can’t really remember the last time you had a nice dream. Most nights you don’t remember what happens in your sleep, but when you do, it’s always nightmares. It ranges to anything really, some nights are worse than others.

Pietro often asks you what’s wrong, but you never tell him. If he knew about your nightmares, his would get worse.

So when you wake up from Pietro’s feelings, you always go to his room to make sure he’s okay. You wake him up and sometimes he’s okay, but sometimes, tears are involved. You always help talk him through it, and you’ll even sleep on the floor beside his bed- just to make sure he’s alright.

His nightmares range from many different things as well. But mainly, it’s flashbacks to when he and Wanda were ten, and the bombing in Sokovia happened. It doesn’t stop playing through his head and you really feel for him.

But tonight was different.

After the mission you and the team had went on- which involved you having to manipulate many Hydra guards- you had the worst nightmares you have ever had.

You woke up screaming. The nightmare kept playing through your mind- it was like someone with Wanda’s ability was showing you your worst fear and never stopped.

You had gone crazy. Manipulating everyone’s mind and getting them all to fight and eventually, take down one another. Pietro tried to stop you, so you took actions, and killed him off.

It felt so real, and that’s why you woke up screaming.

You couldn’t stop yourself from crying- the nightmare kept playing through your head, even when you were awake!

A few minutes later your door was thrown open. You looked up, taking your head out of your hands to see Pietro, Wanda and Tony watching you. Since their rooms are the closest to yours, you knew they heard you wake up.

“Oh my god, what happened?” Pietro spoke fast, running over to you.

“It-it’s nothing.” You cried out.

Tony started to talk. “Come on, was this another one of your nightm-”

“Tony.” Wanda said quickly, trying to silence him. But it was too late, and Pietro had heard him.

“Sorry, I forgot, but he was going to find out one way or another.” Tony said with a slight shrug. Tony knew about your nightmares since the first night you became an avenger- you also woke up screaming, and he came to check on you. Wanda knew, she can read minds, of course. “Are you okay?” Tony continued.

“It- it was like someone kept showing me my worst fear, but it didn’t stop, it’s still playing in my head!” You cried out again, grabbing your head.

Tony’s head flashed over to Wanda. “I swear, it wasn’t me!” She put her hands up in defense. “Plus, I only show worst fears once at a specific time- and why would I do that to my friend? I know about the nightmares, I wouldn’t do that.”

“No…this fear is different and much worse than what Wanda had shown me to take me down way back when…this is way, way worse.” You said, tears still going down your cheeks.

“Who would be doing this?” Pietro asked as he still had a tight grip around your body.

Everyone was silent and you just shook your head, going to grab at your hair. You just wanted to images gone- but they never left.

“I know that with my abilities I have to be a certain distance close to them to be able to show the fears… so whoever is doing this could be close.” Wanda said quietly.

You saw Tony pull out his phone, “I’ll check security around the floors below and above this one, I’ll make sure everything is locked up, Friday, any breeches?” Tony said quietly. “I hope you’re okay, I’m going to check the footage.”

You nodded at Tony as he left the room and sighed. The images were still playing in your head, making your headache worse and you cry even more.

“Wanda, is there any way you can stop this?” Pietro said.

“I can try…” She said and walked over. She sat down next to you and as she put her hands up to your head Pietro never moved away from you.

Wanda rotated her hands a few times, red sparks coming off. She had managed to reverse the effect, and stop the images.

“Did that work?” She asked you.

You nodded, wiping a tear off your face. “Thank you, so much.” You said.

“I do not like seeing my friends in pain… I’ll do anything I can to stop this other fear controller.” She smiled.

“Thanks…and thanks for checking on me, sorry I woke you.”

“Do not worry about, I am just glad you are alright now. I am going to go back to bed, but my room is right there- so if you need anything, do not be afraid to ask.” She smiled at stood up. “Pietro, are you going back to bed?”

“I think I am going to make sure nothing else happens. I know how bad nightmares are.” He said quietly, trying to not startle you.

Wanda nodded and shut your door as she walked out. Pietro, still hugging you, started to talk.

“Why did you not tell me you had nightmares?” He asked and wiped another tear off your cheek with his thumb.

You shrugged. “I knew how bad your nightmares are…I didn’t want to worry you any more. As you know, with the manipulation thing, I can sense the emotions. And since I’m so close to you, yours are even stronger in my mind- I didn’t want your nightmares to be any worse.” You spoke quickly.

Pietro smiled. “You are so sweet, you realize that, yes?” He asked and you just shrugged. “You are always there for me when I have nightmares, so I am always going to be here for you. Do not forget that.” He said and tapped your nose.

“Thanks, Piet.” You smiled and finally hugged him back.

“Do you mind if I sleep in here tonight?” He asked. “I really do want to make sure you are okay.”

You nodded. “I have a big bed, go for it.”

Pietro laid down next to you and for once in your life, you felt that you were safe from the nightmares. Especially when you woke up in the early hours of the morning with his arm wrapped around you.

Maybe something like this would stop both of your nightmares.

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O: the stars or space


The Reach fleets didn’t spend as much time in space as some may have thought. Although it varied from fleet to fleet, the majority of the time the ships would be stationed on world. It was easier to get their test subjects on board that way (and easier to hide the fleet, if necessary).

So Yalut found herself somewhat mesmerized by the sight of clear, unfiltered space when she passed by one of the hallway’s windows, her particular fleet on route back to Reach Homeworld after their latest invasion. It would be the same routine: after arriving on Homeworld and presenting the results they had made, the fleet would be granted a brief reprieve from duty, and then a new invasion would begin when they were sent to a planet that was determined to best suit the fleet’s strengths.

But at this moment, there was little for to do other than keep an eye on the test subjects, and that was more of a job for her technicians. Overall, her work was done, and so Yalut allowed herself a moment to stop. To breathe, and just take in the sight.

The white specks of stars glimmered, some in groups, others far apart, surrounded by hues of pink, purple and blue cosmic dust that clustered together, becoming thinner as they spread out, splotches of color against a pure black backdrop. From the view from the window, space panned over slowly as the ship moved past, new designs and patterns appearing from one end and vanishing at the other.

Although Yalut was largely neutral on something like space, after being stuck on a planet where the sky was a mass of red gas clouds and black ash that got everywhere for months on end, the sight of the pure vastness of space was a welcome change of pace.

She had only meant to stop for a few moments, but every time Yalut decided it was time to move on, she found something new to admire about the scene.

Yalut had become more lost in the sight than she had realized, because when she finally became aware of the presence behind her, two black armored arms wrapped around her and pulled her back against a broad chest. She couldn’t help the small noise of surprise she made, brief panic shifting into mild annoyance when she realized what was going on. She didn’t need to bother looking up; there was only one person in the fleet with armor like that (or who would dare hold her like that).

“Did I surprise you?” Dawur asked.

“Wouldn’t your scarab be able to tell?” she replied, still annoyed with how he had caught her off-guard.

“Actually, I was able to tell well enough from your reaction.”

“Then why do you need to ask?”

“Just wanted some verbal confirmation,” said Dawur, laughing a little when Yalut tried to dig her elbow into his side (why she continued to do that, neither of them knew, as it always hurt her more than it did him).

Yalut huffed, leaning back against him when it was clear that he wasn’t going to let go. She still didn’t look up at him, bringing her attention back to the view outside the window.

“What are you looking at?” he asked.

“Nothing,” she said. “Just space.”

Dawur hummed, resting his chin on top of her head as he looked out the window as well. The clusters of colored dust were becoming more frequent, clumping up together and almost blocking out the black of space behind them. There was more blue showing up now, and the clouds seemed to be drawn downwards, as if they were being pulled by something.

“The remains of a dead star,” said Dawur.

“How do you know?” asked Yalut.

“The way the clouds have been formed,” he answered. “Most likely a few thousand years ago the star exploded, and the debris has been spreading through space ever since.”

Yalut hummed in thought, then turned her head to look back at him, looking at him for the first time since he had arrived.

“Is that something you knew, or something the scarab told you?” she asked.

Dawur’s eyes widened a little, and he opened his mouth to respond before shutting it, looking away from her. He then glanced behind him, his eyes narrowing into a glare.

“I’m going to guess that it was the latter,” said Yalut.

Both of you be quiet,” Dawur mumbled.

Yalut laughed, and settled back against his chest.

They stood there watching for a while after that.

Soulmate Special #7 - Mukuro

Soulmate AU where the song stuck in your head is whatever your soulmate’s listening to.

You had always listened with rapt attention whenever one of your friends would hum along to a song that only they could hear. You thought it was the most wonderful, magical things in the world that there would music in your mind that was from you soulmate.  It wasn’t until you were a little older that you wondered what it could mean that you didn’t hear it yourself.  

No matter what situation you could think up, none of them were pleasant.  So you set about to give him as much music as possible.  Maybe if he started hearing it then he’d start listening one day.

In the middle of Estraneo testing grounds, Mukuro had only heard a little about soulmates. But what he did know was that there was always a song in his mind and that no matter what the scientists did they couldn’t take that from him.

It was right after you had come to that realization that you decided to convince your parents to let you start music lessons.  You had liked to sing as much as the next young child, but now, you had a certain amount of determination that you approached your lessons with.  

Your soulmate was going to have music wherever he went.

He let them think that they had stopped him from hearing the music.  It was hard at first, but instead of nodding along he would just sit there and stare into space, letting the song in his head take over his mind.

You were only twelve when you wrote your first song.  It had been a certain amount of natural progression behind it, but you also had wanted to send your soulmate your own thoughts.

Needless to say, the song wasn’t particularly amazing, but the thought was behind it.  You had also come to the conclusion that it was exciting to write a song and you wanted to get to the point where you could write a song that was amazing.  A special one just for your soulmate. 

After Mukuro escaped the Estraneo with Ken and Chikusa, one of the things he looked for first was an iPod so he could listen to the songs that had been echoing around inside his mind in their entirety.  

You were seventeen when one of your songs became a hit on youtube.  It was entirely unexpected and you took a while to think over the the offer you had received from the recording company.

In the end, you took it.  The universe worked in strange ways.  Maybe this was the path to your soulmate.  You had started hearing the music in your mind a couple years before - it was just as magical as you had imagined when you were younger and you liked to think that maybe you had something to do with that.  

(Or you were wrong and you had just completely made it super hard to end up with your soulmate but once you signed the papers you refused to think that way.)

Mukuro was getting used to hearing the jokes about him crushing on a certain artist.  He just brushed it off, not bothering to explain.  After all the years of keeping his soulmate to himself, he had never bothered to share the information later.  So he brushed off the teasing, responding to it with his own teasing.  

However, if you decided to stop looking to one specific artist who happened to be very attractive, that would be nice.

You had been popular for a bit when you were asked to perform for an Italian corporation’s Charity Gala.  

Mukuro couldn’t help but start thinking of how he could ruin Tsuna’s life for the next year as he saw the singer for the gala come out on stage.  He glared at the man who only smiled innocently back.  

The Decimo was becoming ever more devious, Mukuro was forced to acknowledged.  And maybe he really shouldn’t have picked a fight with the Skylark on that last mission…and subsequently destroyed a small town…

“And the final song for the night will be one that I wrote just for this.  I admit, I didn’t know much about the Vongola Corporation before this, but after looking into it, I was just so inspired.  And as anyone who knows me could tell you, when I’m inspired, lots of music comes from it.”  You smiled out over the crowd as the band behind you picked up a slower beat.

Mukuro felt the glass in his hand drop as you sang the opening lyrics of the song.  He could hear it shatter distantly but nothing else seemed to matter.  Not as you started singing the song that had been echoing inside his head for weeks - the song that he had looked everywhere to find, but couldn’t.  And now it made sense. Of course he hadn’t been able to find it.  Not when it was being performed for the first time now.  

And the number of his potential soulmates which had been infinitely large - including pretty much every single person in the world who happened to like Y/n L/n - shrunk to one.  

all of the stars

Castiel loved him in the way that the stars filled the sky–awesomely and endlessly, and in a great constant that had no end nor beginning. But Cas also loved him quietly, and asked for nothing in return, even though he wanted to, even though sometimes he ached with the desire to say the words out loud. The thing about love was that it was messy and agonizing, a flood of blood, an explosion of cells, a constant war on oneself, a tumultuous uproar, chaos that refused to be conquered. But in the midst of all that chaos was warmth like no other, an understanding more clear than any epiphany ever blossomed from the mind of any scholar, psychologist, or scientist alike. This exhausting exercise in turmoil was what it meant to be human, Cas realized, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. So on the nights when Dean Winchester would come to him defeated and lost, eyes empty and hollowed out, blaming himself even when to anyone else he had succeeded, Cas would hold him in his arms and not question it, not say anything at all, and tell himself that it was enough, that this was enough, because it was, of course it was.