the second photo is the best


And through the clouds, emerged the #SpaceX #CRS10 #Falcon9 first stage.

Here is the landing, as seen from the NASA Causeway: the rocket emerging from the clouds descending to Landing Zone 1. It was visible for approximately 8 seconds, and I’ve slowed it here about 50%. As the rocket landed safely, the very top was still visible over the trees.

And in case you don’t already know, watching it in HD = best.

(Photos and sequence by +MichaelSeeley / We Report Space)
Show Him What He's Missing - airspaniel, dance_across - Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

So @notsaviforwork posted this amazing NSFW comic and dance_across and I started talking about it obsessively (as one does), and a couple weeks and 10k words later here we are.

In which Phichit stops thinking about what a good friend would do, and starts thinking about what a best friend would do. (Explicit Phichit/Yuuri; Victor/Yuuri; sex toys; roleplay; nude photos; and absolutely no Dracula, not even for a second, shut up, Yuuri.)

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.
You claim to love her, inside and out, but the only time you call her beautiful is when it’s 3 in the morning and I’ve already turned you down.
—  girls tell each other everything, c.j.n.
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’
—  The Word Never