radiat red

NGC 7023: The Iris Nebula : These cosmic clouds have blossomed 1,300 light-years away, in the fertile starfields of the constellation Cepheus. Called the Iris Nebula, NGC 7023 is not the only nebula to evoke the imagery of flowers, though. Still, this deep telescopic image shows off the Iris Nebulas range of colors and symmetries, embedded in surrounding fields of interstellar dust. Within the Iris itself, dusty nebular material surrounds a hot, young star. The dominant color of the brighter reflection nebula is blue, characteristic of dust grains reflecting starlight. Central filaments of the reflection nebula glow with a faint reddish photoluminesence as some dust grains effectively convert the stars invisible ultraviolet radiation to visible red light. Infrared observations indicate that this nebula contains complex carbon molecules known as PAHs. The pretty blue petals of the Iris Nebula span about six light-years. The colorful field-of-view stretches almost five Full Moons across the sky. via NASA

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Red Spider Nebula
“This warm planetary nebula harbors one of the hottest stars known and its powerful stellar winds generate waves 100 billion kilometers (62.4 billion miles) high. The waves are caused by supersonic shocks, formed when the local gas is compressed and heated in front of the rapidly expanding lobes. The atoms caught in the shock emit the spectacular radiation seen in this image.”

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If you ain’t first, you’re last. by Sean S

Work it Out (P.2)

Bucky x Reader

Summary: after pulling a muscle on a mission, you need to stretch out your leg while working out. But you need help to do so. There’s only one person around to help.

Word Count: 1260

Warnings: none? i don’t even think i cursed!

A/N: you guys are so freaking sweet. I got so many requests for a part 2. All your feedback made me feel fuzzy inside. Tags are so confusing no lie but I do cuz you guys are great :) You’ve asked, and I’ve delivered 💛


I half expected someone to rush in after me the moment I closed my bedroom door. I half expected the boys to apologize immediately and admit they were being assholes. Neither of those things happened, and honestly, I didn’t know how I felt about it. I truly did want to be left alone, but the fact that they didn’t even try put me off.

It’s nearly eleven now, and I’m trying to stay awake by watching Disney movies. My arms are wrapped around my elephant pillow, one of the only things I owned from my childhood. I remember the first time someone saw it. It was Clint. He spotted it while we were packing to go on a government conference in Brazil. I was in the lounge, tucking the pillow into my bag when he plucked it out and examined it with a smile on his face.

“Barton!” I’d yelled. I reached for it, but he dodged me, laughing and yelling out to Wanda in the next room.

“Look what I found!” Wanda emerged by the door, glancing curiously at the pillow. “I found it in Y/N’s bag. Look how cute!” he laughed. Wanda shook her head and a pulse of red radiated around her fingers. The pillow was yanked out of his hands by the same pulse and placed it on the table next to me.

“Don’t be mean, Clint, or should I tell her about the picture you have framed in your bedroom of you with Chuck-E-Cheese?” she smirked. I smiled wide and turned to Clint, whose cheeks tinted a slight shade of pink.

Now, sitting on my bed with the pillow, I realize how tired I am of living with a bunch of childish boys. It really was difficult, dealing with their idiocy.

“I need a day off.” I mutter. My stomach growls loudly, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten since this morning. I sigh, knowing the inevitability of having to leave my room. I pause my second time rendition of The Princess and the Frog and tiptoe out of bed. My ear goes up against the cool wooden door, trying to spot any noise. Once the coast is clear, I twist the doorknob and pull, letting my eyes dart down the hall. No one is around. My feet barely touch the ground as I shuffle-jog down to the kitchen, wincing ever so slightly at the pressure on my leg. Once I’ve reached it, I open up a cupboard for the granola bars. I find the box and pull it out, running back to my room.

The door shuts softly behind me, and I un-pause the movie and reach into the box, coming up empty handed. I swear there were some in there earlier today. I reach in again, this time pulling out a slip of folded paper. My face knits into a frown as I unfold it. I instantly recognize the sprawled handwriting as Bucky’s. Exhaling slowly, I begin to read.

If you’re reading this, it means that I either know you too well, or you have an unhealthy obsession with chocolate chip granola bars. I think it may be a bit of both. If you ever want to see your precious bars again, you’ll read this note and follow the instructions in it.

They’re idiots. You know that. And before you get upset about them not apologizing, blame me. I was the one who told them you wouldn’t listen. You’re stubborn that way. I’m writing this because you’re not mad at me (I think), so I know you will be merciful (I hope).

Essentially, they’ve been trying to get us together. They were hoping that what happened was you and me bonding or something like that. They admitted it to me once I started lecturing them. Even though they show it oddly, they have good intentions. Men are really dumb that way, because even when they care about you a lot, they don’t really know how to show it. Trust me, I’d know.

I know you’re probably hungry, so come down to the screen room right now. We’ll be waiting. Please don’t make us wait.

Buck

I sigh, grudgingly trying to keep a smile off my face. Bucky was never one to have a sense of humour, but he knew when to insert it. I pause the movie again, cutting of Tiana’s solo, and pull myself off the bed. My feet pitter patter to the door, down the hall, across the floor. The door to the screen room is open, and I hesitate before stepping in front of the entrance. I nearly gasp at the sight.

The room is filled with granola bars. I mean, filled. There’s a small pile on each surface in the room and some cover the ground. I chuckle slightly at the silliness of it, my eyes finally landing on them. Every single one of the my teammates, all sitting on a couch next to one another. Clint, Sam, Steve, Tony, Wanda, Nat, Vision, and Bucky. They look down at the ground, or up at me. By the end of the sofa, Bucky sits with his arms crossed, gazing at me. I smile, shaking my head. “You are insane.” I say to no one in particular. Tony is the first to get up and begin walking.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. We were just teasing.” He reaches his hands out, asking permission for a hug. I accept. My chin is on his shoulder as I mumble,

“I know. But I told you to stop.” He pats my back awkwardly like I’m a child.

“We’re guys, you know we can’t listen to reason.” Clint approaches, scratching the back of his head. I release Tony and roll my eyes.

“Yeah, I do.”

After a round of affectionate hair ruffles and half hugs, everyone begins talking of watching s movie. Not focusing much on the conversation, I snag one of the bars from the couch and rip open the packaging. I hear someone chuckle behind me. Spinning around, my eyes meet his.

“Eager, are we?” he says, only loud enough for me to hear over the sound of my friends yelling their movie ideas. I frown in defence.

“I haven’t eaten in hours!” I mumble around my chewing. He smiles at me, giving me an identical half hug to the ones I’ve received so many tonight. His metal hand reaches around my shoulders and he presses himself to me from the side. I lean my head on his chest. We stay there for a few moments, longer than usual. But it feels nice. He finally releases me, his hand snaking the trail on my body and back to his side, similar to the way he let go of my arm in the gym. The thought of it gives me shivers. I look up at him. “Thank you.” I say, a ghost of a smile on my face. His lips match mine, tilting up ever-so-slightly. He nods his head.

“These guys may be dumb, but they had good reason for what they did.” he shrugs. “They want you to be happy. That’s what we all want.” My face breaks into a sly grin.

“And you think I’d be happy with you?” I ask curiously. He shrugs again, a smirk placing his pink lips.

“I guess we’ll never know.” He waggled his eyebrows and begins to back up, his stormy eyes never leaving mine. Once he’s left the room of chattering people, with me clutching the bar in my palms, I sigh wistfully.

“Maybe we will.”

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Bellamy X Reader

Request? Yes:

Can you write a smut where Bellamy finds out y/n has a daddy kink and she gets embarrassed but it turns him on?


It’s loud. Everyone is shouting and laughing and having a great time. The entire camp stands around a huge bonfire, all holding cups of moonshine. Today was essential for your survival. You found yet another bunker with more guns and supplies and food.

Clarke stands closer to the fire and shouts, telling everyone to quiet down. You turn your attention to her, a soft smile plastered on her lips. “We really need to thank Bellamy and Jasper,” she says, looking around the group

The two boys stand together across the circle with Monty and Finn. Jasper grins while Bellamy assumes that humble smile you know so well. “Without them, we never would have found the bunker.”

Everyone chants praises and raises their cups. You smile and do the same, taking another painful gulp of alcohol. Then you set your cup down and walk along the outside of the circle, creeping up behind Bellamy. You’re as quiet as possible, standing right behind him and clapping a hand over his eyes and another over his mouth. “Don’t say anything,” you mumble quietly as you pull him backwards.

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First Colors (Taehyung x Reader)

Originally posted by dammithoshi

Bc it’s Taetae’s birthday today and i am fluff trash rn, enjoy!

Genre: Fluff fluff fluff

Word Count: 2,041

Soulmate! AU where you are born unable to see colors except for black and white until you see your soulmate for the first time.

Summary: Shielded by a veil of black and white, meeting Taehyung brings color to your world.


As a child, when your mother would tell you the story about how her world had brightened up when she first saw your father always left you entranced. You always felt butterflies in your stomach because you hoped that one day you too would be able to experience that same feeling of finally seeing all the colors in the world because of a certain special someone. Your mother had called it her Brightening, a moment when the black and white veil that hung suspended over every human being’s eyes until they met their soulmate fell from its place and suddenly the world would be a spectrum of colors you could only imagine.

Your mother described the experience in so much detail you could practically see the colors yourself, she had said the colors radiated off your father in hues and tones she had never imagined were possible to see. You were so amazed to hear that there were people out there who could actually see colors, that once they met their other half they’d have the privilege of seeing the world for the true beauty it really was.

You spent years fantasizing about how your Brightening would happen, what colors you might see, where would it be, at what time of day would it happen, and most importantly what kind of significant other you would have. Would colors emanate off him and dissolve the black and white veil in front of your eyes just like your mother had described? You yearned for the moment when this would happen. So much so that every day you prepared yourself and yet every day you were disappointed.  

And as time went on and you met no one that caused the veil to lift, your heart grew heavy and as you grew older and went off to college the belief you once had that one day you would meet your soulmate and be Brightened began to fade and you were left with the decision to be logical and forget your childish fantasies or live on in hopes that your dreams would one day come true.

 That is…until one faithful snowy day.

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Mindfulness

Tea - like wine -
Bodied, full
Of sediment.
A sentient
Sentiment
Swirls in these
Celestial shades
Of red.
Warmth
Radiates
As Micro-
Seraphims
Unveil Heavenly
Dance.
And this dark
Matter,
Black hole
Transports
To galaxies -
The edge
Of inner space.

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P R O T E C T

a/n: Logan!AU for InuKag Week Day 1. 3100 words. Rated M for language. 


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“Inuyasha, there’s another one.”

“There’s no more,” Inuyasha repeated for what felt like the thousandth time. He blinked his eyes into the hazy nothingness of their little corner of a worn-out warehouse and coughed the dust from his lungs. “You delusional hag.”

“Watch your language.” Kaede swiped at him, but her bones were weak with age and it had been a very long time since her hits ever landed any damage. “There is one. I can feel it. I feel it, Inuyasha. I’ve spoken-”

“Shut up,” he breathed, more out of pure exhaustion than out of sheer frustration. “I’m the last half-demon. Shippo’s the last demon. You’re the last useless priestess. There. Are. No. More.”

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Extra Time- Daryl Dixon

Plot/Request: Anon requested- “Can you do a Daryl x reader where the reader is bit and Daryl just wants to spend time with them before they’re gone so he doesn’t kill them yet. As they wait, the reader realizes nothing’s happening and they discover they’re immune”

Word count: 1680

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death/blood.

Note: honest to god, I fucking love getting messages and questions from you guys.. even if they’re not related to anything in particular. I just love knowing people actually care, uk? 

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You walked along the empty street, nothing but a backpack accompanying you.  Even the backpack itself was almost empty, matching your eyes.

A run gone wrong, they would call it. But it was so much more than that. It hadn’t just gone wrong, it had been bitten, beaten and tired down. 

Just like you.

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White Line Fever

While doing a training exercise on a deserted planet Keith get’s bitten by a bug and gets sick fast and things only gets worse from there.

Relation ship: Hidgeith (Hunk/Keith/Pidge) (mostly gen)


 “I still can’t believe this is a training exercise.” Lance muttered there he walked a couple of steps before Keith. “All we have to do it get from wherever Shiro dumped us on this planet to the mid point where he’s waiting with Black.” Lance threw his arms up in the air “And we can’t even use our com’s unless it’s an emergency.”

 “Can you stop complaining?” Keith asked in a grumble.

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Seeing Red.

Everyone loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends. It’s a day full of potential and hope, before all the dreary depressions of reality show up to ruin all the fun.

I like the first day of school for a different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power. When I look at people, I can…sense a sort of aura around them. A colored outline based on how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is surrounded by a solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left.

A fair amount of them have a yellow-orangish tinge to their auras, which tends to mean a car crash or some other tragedy. Anything that takes people “before their time” as they say.

The real fun is when the auras venture into the red end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I’ll see someone who’s basically a walking stoplight. Those are the ones who get murdered or kill themselves. It’s such a rush to see them and know their time is numbered.

With that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout out my classmates’ fates. The first kid who walked in was basically radiating red. I chuckled to myself. Too damn bad, bro. But as people kept walking in, they all had the same intense glow. I finally caught a glimpse of my rose-tinted reflection in the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in and locked the door, his aura a sickening shade of green.

the-holy-waffle  asked:

How would the Stardust Crusaders react if their s/o (or crush at the time), told them they were on their period? Like say they were concerned as to why their s/o seemed to be in a lot of pain or something along the lines (Aahh, I love your blog btw!)

Aaaaa I’m glad you enjoy the onsen, kitten!

Jotaro’s reaction to s/o on their period

  •  He’d feel unsure what to do at first, but he’s reminded that it’s not his responsibility for feminine hygiene
  • Jotaro wouldn’t really care and let s/o take care of themselves until they have extreme cramps and cry due to the pain. When that happens, he does his best to support s/o through the pain by bringing them heat pads, bottled water, and painkillers
  • If s/o is moody and upset, Jotaro doesn’t know how to emotionally support them so he holds them in his arms until they’re done crying and sniffling before blowing into tissues
  • “Good grief.. look at you. Clean yourself up.”
  • Poor boy feels embarrassed when he has to go buy tampons/pads for his s/o. He doesn’t know what size, brand, and packaging his s/o usually gets so he gets the jumbo “All Sizes” pack
  • Jotaro is a deer in the headlights when he sees s/o wake up with the Japanese Flag on their bed. He doesn’t wanna deal with the blood so he calls in his mom, Holly, to deal with cleaning the covers
  • He does his best not to spoil s/o with chocolates and unhealthy snacks. Hormones rise but it doesn’t convince Jotaro to feed s/o with chocolates so he gives them water and freshly cut fruit instead

Kakyoin’s reaction to s/o on their period

  •  Kakyoin tries his best to support s/o. Unlike Jotaro, Kakyoin shows worry when he hears that his s/o started their cycle
  • He wants to spoil s/o with sweets but knows that their health is important so he offers them with chocolate-covered cherries and strawberries. His heart aches when he sees s/o
  • “I know it hurts but you’ll make it through it. It’s only 3 or 5 more days.”
  • He’s also fine with cuddling up next to s/o while watching movies together. They marathon Ghibli movies. Kakyoin’s favorite is The Cat Returns
  • Kakyoin doesn’t know what to do when his s/o is down to have sex. Even with a condom, he doesn’t want to see blood and knows that his s/o’s womb is sensitive during menstruation so he always has to reject his sweetheart’s sexual favors
  • He reminds s/o to change their pad every 4 hours (and tampon for every 8 hours)
  • Kakyoin giggles to himself and secretly records s/o crying because they accidentally spilled cherry-flavored ice cream on the kitchen floor

Polnareff’s reaction to s/o on their period

  •  He massages s/o’s shoulders and back to relieve his s/o if they’re aching anywhere
  • Polnareff wants to cheer up and keep s/o happy in any way he can while they are on their period so he cooks up delicious French breakfast foods to feed his s/o with. He makes the meals sweet but healthy, making and using everything from scratch
  • Polnareff loves giving cuddles. He doesn’t mind his s/o rubbing up against his bara tiddies when they’re feeling better during their period
  • “Being a woman is a hardship but I know you can push through it. I’ll help you!”
  • He becomes a hen-pecked husband when s/o gets moody and upset. He’ll try to comfort them but he and Silver Chariot of s/o when they’re barking at them. Polnareff cowers and hides until s/o calms down
  • Polnareff always helps tuck in s/o when they’re tired and not up to walk around. He covers s/o with warm blankets and pillows before kissing their forehead

Joseph Joestar’s reaction to s/o on their period

  • After living with Suzi Q and Holly as a husband and father, he knows how periods work but he still doesn’t want to directly face it haha (Girl cootieeeees!)
  • He’ll offer pads and tampons to make sure s/o changes and cleans themselves. He offers the best, most comfortable tampons/pads
  • Joseph tries to entertain s/o, knowing hormones will make them more likely to feel down and upset so he pulls out jokes, puns, and silly faces to keep his sweetheart happy to cope with the cramps
  • When their s/o is bed-ridden due to extreme cramping, Joseph comes in with a bunch of old VHS tapes of his favorite, classic movies to enjoy with s/o. He wants to spend as much time as he can with them so he lies down with s/o as they watch old classics like Terminator, Back to the Future, The Breakfast Club, Beetlejuice, and Ghostbusters
  • “Hehe, you think I was going to leave you here by yourself? Don’t kid yourself. Joseph Joestar doesn’t run away from love! I’m a old guy but that’s why you have a man as your lover, not a little boy!”
  • He spoils s/o with any junk food they want. Hey, it’s their period and they’re already suffering enough. So the guy gets chocolates, fast food (burgers and coke, baby), Chinese takeout, and fried chicken to enjoy with s/o. Joseph feels so proud and happy of himself that he gets to admire how happy and relieved s/o looks when they take their first bite of a juicy, greasy burger or chicken wing. The guy feels his heart warm up, knowing his s/o is eating well and has a healthy appetite even during a shitty time

Avdol’s reaction to s/o on their period

  • He’s not at all surprised or shocked that his s/o began their period. He knows the human body is going through hormonal changes and it’s all natural so he’s always ready to embrace them with an understanding heart
  • Avdol doesn’t like the idea of pads and tampons, hearing rumors that they can cause toxic shock syndrome so he gives his s/o reusable cloths to use for their bleeding
  • He brews tea, using natural herbs to help soothe s/o of their cramps and headaches
  • “The human body is a strange thing. It damages itself for the sake of a potential child. And if the body is fooled, it hurts itself by shedding blood. I have yet to find the answers but I know how to help you cope with such a natural curse. I love you too dearly to let you take care of yourself.”
  • Avdol would sit near s/o, reading a book but summon Magician’s Red to radiate heat for s/o when they don’t have a heat pack for their abdomen
  • The guy sits down and consoles s/o when they start crying. He sits close to them, holding their hand as he listens. Emotional support is important and Avdol wants to comfort his s/o, even if they are crying over how beautiful a piece of candy looks. If his s/o is angry, he sits down and wants to help them talk things out before hugging them to assure them that things will get better
Fanfic Friday: Lips touch, part 14

In which Sister B hurts her foot and Doctor T has to come to the rescue like the proper chivalric doctor he is. Based on the prompt ‘Sister B hurts her ankle/knee/hip whatever and Doctor T has to help her’, suggested to me by @bloghey131313.

 

The scream lasted a second at most, but Patrick had years of experience of waking from the muffled ringing of the telephone downstairs and was on his feet before having made a conscious decision. Within a few heartbeats he was out of his office and across the hallway. Only a handful of seconds more and he stood outside, at the top of the stone steps that connected his surgery to the street.

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