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XMS-00S Thielva The Thielva is an MS developed by the Madorna Workshop for the Earth Federation Forces’ X-Rounders.[1] While the unit shares the same frame as the G-Bouncer, it has a distinctly different design than the former, which reflects its pilot. The back thrusters used by the G-Bouncers were replaced with newer weaponry called the T Bits, which are controlled remotely to take down enemies. #mecha – https://www.pinterest.com/pin/274930752235176581/

tailhook7575  asked:

How much of a daily threat is "Space junk"?

Good question, as this is a serious issue and one which we must monitor constantly in order to avoid harmful impacts on the International Space Station with objects in space.  For example, the US Space Command in Colorado is monitoring all objects bigger than a few inches in order to assess any potential impact with the Space Station.  We categorize the chance of impact and if there is a high probability, we will actually use thrusters to slightly change the position of the Space Station to avoid the impact.  If it is something that we are unable to avoid, we will have the astronauts shelter in place in their spacecrafts and in case of a catastrophic impact, they will return to Earth.

Lance headcanon

Ok so we know that Pidge is a computer mastermind: she hacked into the garrison(probably multiple times), was able to create a complete fake identity, and still created more advanced scanners than what the garrison had.

We know that hunk is possibly a engineering genius: Even if he puts it more to cuisine, he could easily build a rocket engine out of scrap parts. We’ve seen him fix alien power thrusters that he has never seen before, or at least had very little knowledge of.

So why would they place the two smartest people the garrison has seen in probably years, with Lance? Someone that everyone thinks is just an average pilot? Someone who only got into the fighter pilot classes because Keith dropped out? But what if he wasn’t just an average cargo pilot that got lucky like everyone thought?


I headcanon that Lance is a tactical prodigy! A strategic mastermind! That he can come up with some of the most brilliant war tactics and battle plans that would trump any generals ideas for years to come!

Think about him using his gift to help organize some sort of Cuban resistance against its corrupted government( I don’t know the real situation in Cuba, or if anything is going on in Cuba, but just follow this for the head canon…au-ish thing I got going on.) and his plans help the people win against their government, and Lance is just happy now that his family will be safe and happy in their home.

The American government hears about this Cuban boy who pretty much lead the way to freedom for his country, about his prodigy status. And then they find out that the kid wants to be a pilot. And they take advantage of this.

They give this Cuban boy a free pass to America to go to the Garrison to become a pilot, and all he has to do is make battle plans for them every now and then. And of course Lance takes the opportunity, his whole family standing behind his decision to be the best pilot to come out of the Garrison.

Now they put Lance into the cargo pilot class at first, to keep him sated, and for awhile it works out. Lance is doing great in his classes, he’s even #1 in the cargo pilot class, and he sends the government any tactics, battle plans, etc. that he creates. Lance even made friends with his roommate, who is an incredible engineer and friend. But Lance wants more, he doesn’t want to stay a cargo pilot, he wants to be a fighter pilot, so he works harder in school to be able to move up. only problem? Keith took the last placement in the fighter pilot class, and now Lance’s government work is kind of lacking its usual brilliance.(can you blame him? His dream has been thwarted by some guy with a mullet! Of course he isn’t really doing his best.)

But then Keith gets kicked out because of some anger problems. So the higher ups make Iverson move up Lance and Hunk to fighter pilot and engineer, hoping that this will get Lance back into his usual groove. Iverson doesn’t like this, but orders are orders. So Lance and Hunk move up, and Pidge joins the group. But that doesn’t mean Iverson has to be nice to Lance, so he does all that he can to remind him that he’s only there because of Keith.

And then they all find Shiro, then join Voltron, and Lance can’t wait to help the team with his thing! He can’t wait to show them that he isn’t just a good shot, but an even better strategic mastermind! But the only one who really knows about Lance’s gift is Hunk, after long nights of listening to Lance talk in English and Cuban about tactical advantages and every battle plan he’s thought of. The others just think that Lance is just a flirt, who doesn’t really take anything seriously. So whenever he tries to put in his own ideas, he get shut down before he can really tell hem his ideas. It makes him start questioning his talent, and his place on the team.

Then during a mission, things go south. Fast. And Lance tries to offer up his plan on how to get out of there, but again he gets shut down again, something like “ shut up Lance! We’re trying to figure out how to get out of here, we don’t need your stupid jokes!” From who, that’s kinda up in the air at the moment. Then, uh oh! Lance gets captured while their escaping!

And Hunk is pissed. Beyond pissed! As soon as the team meets up to try and talk, Hunk goes OFF ON THEM!!! He tells everyone how Lance is a prodigy tactician and strategic genius, and that if they only listened to Lance than everyone might have made it out safe and Lance wouldn’t have been captured. And of course everyone is now feeling bad that they’ve always ignored Lance or shut him down before he could say his ideas. And Slav is now freaking out, because they have technology that can take information from people’s minds, and if the Galra find out about Lance’s talent, that could be really bad for them.

At first, the Galra do the usual thing; torture, regular beatings, rarely feeding him. But he isn’t spilling anything, so they use that machine on Lance, hoping to get information on Voltron. But when they find out that his brain is filled with incredible battle plans, you can bet your ass that they continue to use this machine to use his tactics against voltron. And all the while Lance is in constant pain, for the machine, from his injuries, and he can’t stop it. He can’t protect his friends, instead the thing everyone has called ‘a gift’ is going to hurt his friends. And he can’t do anything to stop it.

Wow, that was a lot longer than I was planning. but yeah, lance being crazy brilliant. I totally headcanon it. So I hoped you like, and if you got any questions, don’t be afraid to ask them!

It Takes An Accident- Pietro x Reader

Authors notes: I have never done a Soulmate AU so I hope this is okay. Thanks for the request Anon. Also, I dished this out this morning and did not read it over and over like I usually do to edit fics so, sorry for any mistakes. Also, also, I don’t do science so I hope the number thing makes sense.

Prompt: I have a request (no rush) if you write Pietro could you write a soulmate mark one? Pietro or reader has their mark in a hard to see place so one doesn’t what to look for, but the other has it on a visible spot. .. Am I making sense I’m not sure XD

 Notes/Warnings: I cant really think of anything but maybe adrenaline rush, flying, falling, crashing.

Originally posted by heartstacey

 You hate it.

 Its dark and it hurt when it burned into your skin. On the plus side, its on the the back of your hip so, no one can see the deep red numbers that sat raised slightly above the rest of your skin. They looked like scars, lifted with a slight shine to them. The thing that bothered you about all this soulmate nonsense was the fast that it was so unclear.

 For some people their numbers were a date, for some a location, and others, a time. Then, there were the extremely rare ones who got letters, initials or even an actual name. You however were stuck with numbers, so there was no way of knowing what yours meant.

 The number was too short to be a date or location. So, what did 894 mean? Screw it, you didn’t care. With your luck, you probably wouldn’t even meet your soulmate, it’s known to happen to some people.

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Every phrase said by the Voltron Combinable Toy

@emeraldcyborg and I bought all the lions and spent about two hours recording this transcript, so I hope someone gets a laugh out of it. Or uses it in a fic somehow, because now I really want to see that. 

(When Voltron is fully formed)

  • Lance: Blue Lion! Ready for action!
  • Keith: Red Lion! Ready for battle!
  • Pidge: Green Lion! All systems go!
  • Hunk: Yellow Lion engaged!
  • Shiro: Red, Green, Black, Blue, and Yellow Lions detected! Voltron operational!
    • Voltron complete. Targeting Robeast!
    • Great work, team!
    • Let’s do it! Keith, form sword!

(Pressing the button in full Voltron form)

  • Shiro: Let’s do it! Keith, form sword!
    • Keith: Yes, sir.  (Sheith bait)
    • Keith: Forming blazing sword!
  • Shiro: Now we go on the offensive.
    • Keith: Time to heat things up!
    • Lance: It’s on!
  • Shiro: Lance, Hunk, give me full reverse thrusters!
    • Lance: Fastest feet in the galaxy!
    • Hunk: Whatever you say, Shiro!
    • Lance: Roger. Engaging lower thrusters.
    • Lance: Don’t worry, Shiro! I got this!
  • Shiro: Form shield!
  • Shiro: Pidge, form shield!
    • Pidge: My shield can’t take much more of this!
    • Pidge: Roger that!
  • Shiro: We need to increase firepower!
    • Lance: We got ya, buddy!
    • Pidge: Eat this, Zarkon!
  • Shiro: Let’s light this thing up! Fire lasers!
    • Pidge: Firing lasers… now!
    • *pew pew! laser noises!*
    • Keith: Fire magma beam!
  • Hunk: Time to armor up!
  • Lance: Hold it right there!
  • Keith: Let’s cut the Galra down to size! (keith no)
  • *pew pew! laser noises!*
    • Hunk: You dropped a sonic boom on him!
  • Keith: I’m not backing down!
  • Lance: Let’s see if I can freeze these guys!

Combining phrases

(Red Lion attached)

  • Keith: Red Lion, ready for battle!
    • Shiro: Good to have you back, Keith. (more Sheith bait)
  • Keith: I’m on it, Shiro!

(Green Lion attached)

  • Pidge: You can count on me, Shiro!
    • Shiro: Pidge, we’re going to need that shield.
  • Pidge: Green Lion! All systems go!

(Blue Lion attached)

  • Lance: I’m right there with ya!
    • Shiro: We need to increase firepower!
  • Lance: Blue Lion, ready for action!

(Yellow Lion attached)

  • Hunk: Yellow Lion engaged!
  • Hunk: Are you sure we should do this?
    • Lance: We got ya, buddy. (This is the only instance in which two paladins other than Shiro talk to each other. Hance bait?)
  • Hunk: Whatever you say, Shiro!

(Detaching any of the lions)

  • Shiro: Great work, team!
  • Shiro: Separation sequence engaged.

(Yellow Lion detached)

  • Hunk: Sorry, my bad.

(Blue Lion detached)

  • Lance: Let’s play it cool!

(Green Lion detached)

  • Pidge: Whoa whoa whoa!

(Red Lion detached)

  • Keith: I’m not backing down!

(Pressing the button when any of the lions is not attached)

  • Shiro: We need the red lion!
  • Shiro: Hunk, we’re waiting on the yellow lion.
  • Shiro: Pidge, fire up the green lion. We’re coming in hot!
  • Shiro: Lance, we’re still missing the blue lion.

(Black Lion individual phrases aka how many ways can we tell kids to buy the other toys)

  • Voltron is the only thing that can stop Zarkon!
  • Let’s assemble Voltron and get rid of these Galra! (don’t be rude to keith)
  • Form Voltron!
  • We need to increase firepower!
  • Let’s light this thing up! Fire lasers! *pew pew*
  • Now we go on the offensive.
  • Systems compromised!
  • Now… we will destroy you.
  • We will save the universe!
  • (several sound effects)
Langst-ish?

Why do you guys assume Lance talks a lot in his lion? For the most part it’s Keith and Pidge who do the most talking other than Shiro.

Now, I headcanon Lance with ADHD and depression because I have it and he acts a lot like me. Now, the thing with ADHD is that sometimes, even without medication, you become so focused on getting a task done and disruptions are very stressful because you have to work and work and /work/ until the thing is perfect and you still aren’t happy with it.

But others times…other times it’s laying in bed, immobilized with anxiety because you know what was have to do, but you just /can’t/ do them.

I think Lance works the same way, because at the beginning of season two, he’s really quiet, just informing Shiro about a rocket thruster or something. Other than that, it’s all Keith and Pidge.

Lance is staying quiet because he’s very focused and he’s trying his best to support everyone, to make sure they are where they need to be. Hell, he didn’t even try to show off while in Voltron all of season two. He just kind of…stayed back. This is also evident when the team decided to go visit the BoM base and Lance stayed behind. He was there for back up and support because he doesn’t have a big gun to keep people off or the skills to hack into the computers. Also he was still probably embarrassed because he considers himself the ‘sharpshooter’ and he couldn’t hit a guy run towards him in a hallway. That’s a bruise to the already shaky ego he has.

He was bubblier in season one, and you can see he’s toned down a lot in season two, only talking excessively in a scene or two, and those are mostly when he’s not with the paladins or explaining something to one person and the audience. In fact, it seems all of his moments of real doubt show up when he’s alone, and that happens to me all the time.

When people are around, an ADHD brain is too busy and buzzing to focus on something bad or negative unless it’s heavily affecting, and sometimes it just goes away for maybe an hour or two, but as soon as the stimulation calms down, you’re stuck with your brain still buzzing, but those busy thoughts turn inward to pick apart everything in your personality or looks or brain that you don’t like.

He’s too distracted from his problems because 'people!!! What are they doing!!!’ Lance is probably always engaged, but as he gets older, he learns where it’s okay to talk.

I don’t know if it’s maturity, or he’s losing hope, but he’s becoming a different person and losing a lot of what made him so fun in the beginning.

Season 3 needs to address the fact that Lance is growing, he’s changing and no one has ever commented on it, especially the people he looks up to, like Coran, Shiro and Allura. Still, Keith and Pidge earn a ton of praise because their somewhat open with their growth.

Lance isn’t really like that. Hell, we don’t even know his last name! He keeps things to himself a lot more, and started off trying to talk frivolously to make up for it, but he never said much that had a lot of substance. It was just chatter and he’s using it to kind of keep people from getting too close. For what reason is still unclear.

He’s even began to like…separate from the group a bit? He doesn’t consider himself on the level of his peers and therefore stays back to let them shine and he stays in the background for support. That’s where he feels he can get the most done as back up, in the back of the pack watching everyone’s back, but as that happens, everyone keeps moving forward and he feels left behind, emotionally and now it seems intellectually.

He talks himself up so much because he thinks that will disguise him to be on the same level as them, but it seems outrageous to others because they don’t see Lance beneath them. They see him as their relative equal and they think his self aggrandizing behavior is putting him above them, and that’s why they shoot it down. The team assumes its Lance attempting to be superior, when really he just thinks he’s putting them on even ground and why it rocks his world when they disregard it. Lance sees it as them acknowledging they he’s worse than them.

Poor baby.

blueoceancall  asked:

If you're still taking requests, lance falling through a frozen over lake and become stuck while his fellow paladins try desperately to break the ice?

The fall had been hard, Shiro doubted that if the planets surface hadn’t been covered in a thick blanket of snow he would of been killed.
He sat up wincing with every movement from his aching muscles.
The sky above was still filled with the raging storm that had caused them to crash in the first place.
Shiro and Lance had been sent on a recon mission on a frozen planet surrounded by storms.
Allura had suggested that with the black lions size and connection to the air the two should be able to reach the surface and try to find any signs of life.
However while flying down Black had been struck by lightning causing her to eject the two Paladins to save them from electrocution.
Shiro had managed to slow his fall with his thruster pack, but through all the tumbling he had lost sight of Black.
And more importantly Lance.
“Lance do you copy?” Shiro asked into his com only getting static for a reply.
“Great.” He sighed as he stood up with a groan and began to walk up the snowy ridge, hoping that the higher ground would provide him a better view.
The hike was long and difficult thanks to how powdery the snow was beneath his feet. However despite the challenge, Shiro reached the top after only half and hour.
The view was simply stunning. Like a scene from a Christmas card.
The land was nothing but untouched pure white snow, the trees glistening with frost.
There was a large frozen lake stretching out beneath him reflecting the dark grey storm clouds above like a giant mirror.
There was a dark lump ruining the perfect scene. Shiro squinted trying to figure out exactly what it was.
Then he saw the mound move and Shiro’s eyes widened at the sight of the familiar dark blue against white armour.
“Lance!”
He yelled skidding down the ridge to get to the edge of the lake.
There was already a trail suggesting Lance had fortunately hit the show and only fell down onto the lake after he landed.
Shiro chose not to think about what could of happened if the boy had hit the hard ice.
“Lance!” Shiro yelled again as he stood at the edge.
He was just out of reach lying face down.
Slowly Lance began to look up. His arm was hanging limply by his side and Shiro knew just from looking at it that his shoulder was dislocated.
“H-hey Shiro.” He tried to smile but it was clear to Shiro that he was in pain.
“Hand on buddy I’m coming for you.”
Shiro stepped onto the ice only for cracks to appear beneath his feet. He was too heavy.
“Lance look at me.” Shiro commanded and the boy obliged.
“I need you to come a little closer, if I go out there the ice could break.”
Lance nodded and tried to stand up. Shiro watched the ice nervously as Lance slowly, agonisingly slowly made his way over.
Just a little closer.
When Lance was less then a fingers length away the ice suddenly gave in.
All Shiro could do was watch as Lance’s expression morphed into that of horrified surprise as he plummeted into the dark icy water.
“LANCE!” Shiro screamed scanning where he had fallen for any signs of the blue paladin.
He spotted the blue armour a little away from the hole.
Ignoring the danger Shiro ran to him powering up his prosthetic and plunging it into the ice.
It took far too long to get the blue paladin out of the water and back on solid land.
By some miracle Black was lying on her side just a little away providing some shelter from the bitter wind.
“Lance buddy?” Shiro asked after stripping Lance down and bundling him up in the Altean heated blankets Allura had provided them with.
Lance seemed dead to the world. His eyes closed and his skin a sickly grey colour.
However what really worried Shiro was that he just wasn’t shivering.
Shiro bit his lip thinking back to his days of survival training at the Garrison.
If he wanted to avoid hypothermia Lance needed to be warmed up, they best way to do that was with body heat.
Shiro quickly pulled off his armour and joined Lance under the blanket pulling him into his arms.
He gasped at the sheer cold that was radiating off him. It made Shiro’s skin ache, he didn’t want to imagine how Lance must feel.
Biting his lip Shiro began to try and rub heat back into Lance’s frozen limbs.
Black had informed him that the others were on their way in the castle ship after Black had sent out a distress signal when her paladin had returned with her sisters cub so still and cold.
All Shiro could do was wait and hope.
Eventually Lance began to shiver and not long after he opened his eyes whispering a weak “Shiro?”
Shiro released a breath he hadn’t even realised he had been holding.
“Yeah I’m hear kiddo, don’t worry the others are on their way.
“M'cold” he whimpered cuddling into Shiro.
“I know, nearly gave me a heart attack when you fell through the ice, I didn’t think I was going to be able to find you.”
“Glad you did, don’t like the cold.”
Shiro chuckled wrapping the blankets around the blue paladin.
“Home was always warm, hated winter at the Garrison since I’d never had anything like it before.”
Shiro nodded glad Lance was a bit more talkative.
“Well you’ll be warm again soon, I promise.”
“Not going to be warm like home though. Not warm like my mamas hugs.” Lance mumbled.
Shiro could only hold him a little tighter not sure what to say to make him feel better.
An hour later they were picked up by the others with Lance placed into a pod after putting his arm back into its socket.
They got lucky that Lance managed to avoid hypothermia. But they were close.
Too close.
When he came out of the pod Lance was laid up in bed for a few days with a cold, Shiro never left his side until he was back to his normal jokester self.
However even when he was better Shiro just couldn’t get rid of the images of pulling Lance’s limp body from the lake from his mind.

REMINDER: TONY DID NOT ORDER VISION TO SHOOT DOWN SAM

This past week my dash has been filled with people talking about Tony ordering Vision to shoot down Sam. This is completely incorrect. TONY HAD ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH IT.

Rhodey told Vision to target Sam’s thruster so that he wouldn’t be able to keep flying but he’d still be able to safely glide to the ground with the wings. Sam dodged it like a badass and Rhodey got hit because Vision was “distracted” and took a bad shot that would leave Rhodey in the line of fire if the shot didn’t hit Sam.

From the time they took to the air and started chasing the Quinjet, Tony did not even speak a single word in this scene until after Rhodey was hit. He certainly wasn’t giving orders to shoot Sam out of the sky.

‘i can’t help but want’ epilogue

i wrote a short little piece for @legendarydesvender for her birthday. i’d just released this fic when we started talking, and i still remember fondly that she doodled a little spock!keith for me during the livestream that we met in. happy birthday sven!! you’re lovely and wonderful and make me laugh every single day  💖💖💖

keith/lance (2112 words) 

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Massage (Jack Maynard Smut)

AN: sorry if this sucks, I haven’t written in so long, let me know what you think! Requests are always open!

Warnings: NSFW, unprotected sex, dirty talk


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“Con?” I whined as I walked through his and jacks apartment door.

“He’s not here, out with Ollie.” Jack turned around to face me from the kitchen counter.

“Ughhh!” I huffed as I stormed over into their living room, plopping down face first into the couch.

“Why do you need him?” Jack asked following me.

“My back kills from work and I wanted him to massage it.” I spoke into the couch cushion.

“I could do it, I was the one who taught him how anyway,” Jack rolled his eyes, I turned my head to look at him.

“Really? You’d do that for me?” I smiled.

“Of course, YN.” He rolled his eyes.

“But I’m wearing a dress..”

“Nothing I haven’t seen before, babe.” He chuckled as I blushed.

Jack and I were best friends, and of course best friends do crazy shit, like skinny dip together or even sometimes accidentally see each other change.

“Alright, but no funny shit.” He laughed and nodded before straddling my legs.

I felt my dress being slowly pulled up to my shoulders, exposing my bare ass.

His hands started putting pressure on my sore spots and they instantly started to feel better.

“That feels so damn good.” I hummed into the cushion.

Jack started adding my pressure on my sore spots, earning my moans from me.

“Fuck Jack,” I moaned, his grip on my waist got tighter and I swear I felt his dick rub against my ass.

His hands slowly started to linger lower to my ass but I was in too much ecstasy to say anything.

“Jack, what are you doing?” I moaned as I felt his big hands start to massage my thighs, close to my center.

“Don’t worry, just relax.” He shushed me, my eyes fluttered shut listening to his soothing voice.

I felt his finger tips ghost over my clit before they dipped into my panties pushing them to the side.

“So wet, so pretty.” He spoke, mostly to himself.

His fingers slid against my wet slit before pushing into my core. My back instantly arched.

“Jack?” I questioned him.

“Just stop thinking YN, we’re gonna massage all the way to your core.” He shushed me.

“Fuck jack,” I moaned out, trying to push my pussy closer to his fingers. His other hand gripped my waist and held me down so I couldn’t move.

“You feel so tight, baby.” He hummed, slowly dragging his fingers in and out of me.

“Jack, I need more.” I barley breathed out.

“What do you want, baby?” He circled his thumb against my clit, teasing me.

“I need you, please.” I arched my back trying to get closer to him.

“What do you need, YN, come on baby, beg for my cock.”

“Please, please fuck me Jack, I can’t take it anymore.” I whined loudly.

“Good girl,” he hummed removing his fingers from me.

I whined at the loss of contact, Jack chuckled and I heard his belt unbuckling behind me.

I felt the couch dip as he got up and dropped his pants and boxers on the ground and then got back behind me.

He dragged my panties down my legs before sliding his between my folds.

“You’re so hot.” Jack groaned as he pulled my hips up so we were in doggy style position.

I felt his cock slowly slide into me, we both let out a moan at the same time.

“Holy shit,” I cried out, my face burying into the couch cushion.

His large hands gripped my hips pulling me into his thrust every time.

He felt amazing, his cock knew all the right places to hit, I could feel every inch of him being buried inside of me.

“Jack! Fuck me harder” His gripped got tighter, I swear I’ll have bruises there in the morning, he complied with my command and thrusted harder and harder into me.

“Jack..I’m no gonna last long.” I groaned, his hands left my hips and gripped onto my hair.

“Fuck Yn, me either.” He pulled my hair so I was pulled up against his body.

He quickly connected our lips and I immediately kissed back. He reached his hand around to my front, while we were still kissing, and started to circle my clit again.

“Jack,” I whispered out of breath, he nodded, assuming what I was thinking.

He pulled out of me and I climbed off the couch.

“Take your dress off.” He commanded as he pulled his shirt off too.

“No bra? You dirty girl.” He smirked watching me.

He sat down on the couch and I straddled his lap.

“You’re so beautiful.” Jack smiled as I blushed.

I took Jacks length in my hand and started to stroke it. I started slowly rocking my body, against his cock, sliding it between my folds.

He starting kissing my neck, trailing little kisses and love bites down my collar bones and boobs.

I lined him up at my entrance and sunk down onto him. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled on his hair as he stretched me out.

“Fuck jack, you feel so good.” He groaned as I tugged on the hair by the nape of his neck.

His hands flew to my hips to help guide me. All you could hear was the sound of skin slapping and our moans.

“Jack, I’m so close.” I whined. My head fell into the crook of his neck. I started leaving love bites all over his neck, marking him up for everyone to see.

“Fuck YN, me too.” He breathed out, tilting his head back so I have more access.

I grinder my hips down harder as I felt the familiar knot in my stomach start to build up.

“Jack, fuck I’m cumming!” I groaned out. He smirked at me and bit my neck as I came. I kept riding him, trying to make him spill over the edge.

“Fuck YN, you gotta get off before I cum inside of you.” He tried to compose himself.

“Just do it baby, I’m on the pill.” His eyes lit up and he quickly picked me up and flipped us into missionary position.

His hips drilled so fast into me I was starting to see stars.

“Holy shit jack!” I was so sensitive.

“Fuck baby, cum again, you can do it.” His thumb flew to my clit and started to attack it.

“Jack! Jack! Fuck!” My back arched my eyes screwed shut, and my toes started to curl as he thruster harder into me. I felt myself being pushed over the edge again and I let myself go.

“Fuck that was so hot.” He threw his head back as I felt him cum inside of me. He kept thrusting, riding out our highs.

He kept himself inside of me as he pulled me up and sat back down so we were in the riding position again.

“That was amazing.” He smirked as he kissed me roughly.

“I was waiting to do that forever.” Jack groaned against my lips.

“Hey Jac- holy shit guys! About time!” Conor covered his eyes.

“Fuck off Con! Get outta here!” Jack pulled me against him so Conor couldn’t see anything.

“It’s my house too, prick.” Conor laughed as he walked down the hall into his room.

“He’s never gonna let me live this down.” I groaned burying my face into his neck.

“Oh well, something this good shouldn’t be forgotten.” Jack smirked, quickly winking at me.

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Concept for Armored Soul Configuration

DSI-LRDRN E-SMGH ‘Executioner’

20XX

The pilot is referred to as ‘the Executioner’ by both elite pilots and common infantry. One glance at the infamous machine and its unorthodox weaponry would suggest this soul as being twisted and brutish–the gold-plated allegory of raw, crushing force.

The front of the frame shows little in the way of movement ability, but multiple verniers on its backside and between the plating, along with thrusters installed on the Capital Hammer allow for deceptively fast movement and attack patterns. The machine uses a prototype version of the old solar technology from the Golden Kingdom, and it can only be deployed at very close range.

The pilot’s past lies in bloody mercenary work and varying periods of imprisonment. One among the Order of Knights of the Golden Kingdom recognized his abilities and, in exchange for unwavering loyalty to the kingdom, was granted a rank in this order. It is almost entirely thanks to this combination of speed, precision, and power that not one soul has been able to enter the Golden Kingdom as of yet.

nightmares & daydreams // stiles stilinski

Summary: Stiles comforts Y/N when she can’t sleep & discovers that nightmares & daydreams may be equally as dangerous 

Requested: no

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N 

Warning: yes, mature language, themes & smut 

Masterlist 

His fingers mindlessly played with her hair as her head rested in his lap. The glow from the television illuminated the room, as it was the only source of light in the pitch black house.

“You tired yet?” He yawned.

“No.” She hummed, struggling to keep her eyes open. Her eyes were heavy with sleep as she tried to pay attention to the blurring tv screen.

“Did you just lie to me?” He smirked, knowing that she was about to fall asleep at any moment.

“Maybe.” She shut her eyes softly as she snuggled closer onto his lap.

“Oh no you don’t.” He told her as he reached for the remote, bouncing his legs up and down startling her. “Don’t you start getting all comfortable now or else you won’t want get up and you’ll end up falling asleep on me again.”

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5

EchoStar 23 launches to orbit.

Following a flawless early morning countdown at Kennedy Space Center’s LC-39A, SpaceX launched the EchoStar 23 communications satellite into Geostationary Transfer Orbit. Liftoff occurred at 2am EDT.

Stage separation occurred at two minutes and 55 seconds into the flight, with payload fairing jettison 50 seconds later. Visible in launch footage for the first time, the fairing’s Reaction Control Trusters could be seen firing. Each half of the fairing have a spring-loaded push mechanism to separate the stages and RCS thrusters to clear the top from the rocket.

In order to successfully deliver the satellite to GTO, Falcon 9 had to use all of its first stage propellant, not leaving enough to complete the three burns necessary for a safe recovery. This will be Falcon 9′s final mission in ‘expendable’ configuration.

The 12,100 pound satellite was deployed from the rocket’s second stage at T+34 minutes completing today’s launch.

EchoStar 23 will be positioned over Brazil to provide Ku-band communications services to all South America.

P/C: SpaceX.

Security (Peter Parker x Reader)

Pairing; tony stark x daughter! Reader, peter park x female reader,

Summary: Tony goes through the security footage, and stumbles upon seeing peter Parker and y/n making out and then going into her room ;)

Warning; smut;) ( POV goes back and forth from readers to third person based around tony) Tell me whatcha think?:)g

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“It’s been two months, peter,” I leaned to whisper into his ear,“ fuck me already.” I pulled away, he looked like I flipped a switch in his brain. He connected his lips to mine, I giggled and he picked me up off the couch in the living room, my legs going around his waist. We got to the hallway with my room, he leaned me against my door, pulling away and took a breather.

“You’re sure about this?“ He asked, slightly panting, I nodded bit my lip. I moved my hand from his neck and opened the door. He entered my room and shut the door, pushing me against it as we kissed again

 - Tony sat in the room with all the camera feeds, the next morning. Going through the feed from the night, he was a way on business in Jersey. What the hell are y/n and peter doing… tony thought as he saw them on the living room couch. On another screen he saw peter kissing y/n against her bedroom door. His mouth went agape as he rushed out of the room and toward his daughters room. 

 - Peters lips went to my neck as I unbuttoned his jeans, he kicked them off As he walked me to my bed. He put me in the bed as he pulled my leggings off my legs, I took off my shirt, revealing my see through black lace bralette. He bit his lip as he torn off his shirt. “Clarify one more time…” he whispered as he hovered over me. I bit my lip. “Yes, fuck me peter.” He leaned down to kiss me as his hand slithered into my panties. (I personally hate that word, but just go with it.) He moved his fingers around my soaking core, I moaned into his mouth and he quickly, inserted two fingers inside me. “Stop teasing and fuck me already.” I moaned as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. He pulled down his boxers, along with my panties, I gripped the sheets while I waited for him to insert his throbbing cock into me. In a quick movement he thrusters into me, I let out a whine, he paused, I looked at him and nodded. Signaling for him to continue, his thrusts started out slow and deep, which became fast and rough. I went back and forth from gripping the sheets, to scratching his back. All the while moaning his name any chance I got. “God, fuck, y/n.” He said as his thrusts became sloppy, I brought my hand down to my clit and rubbed it, making my orgasm come sooner rather than after peter. “I’m gonna-” I said before it was cut off by a mix of a moan and a whine as I hit my high. I felt peter come inside me as he slowed down to nothing.

 - Tony knocked on y/n’s door, she heard the knock and sat up, she quickly put on a shirt and shorts as she walked to the door opening it. Just enough to see her dad. “Hey, your back.” Y/n said joyful of her father being home again, he smiled to her. “How was your night?” Tony asked, somewhat expecting y/n to lie to him. “Long, I had that paper due in psychology, finished it around three am. What about yours? How was the plane ride?” Tony was right, y/n would lie. Then again she was a teenager, and the only person she would really talk to about this stuff was Nat and she was off in Russia for a mission. “Long. I got back a few hours ago. Have you seen, peter?” Tony said, attempting to see if his daughter made something up about him. “Yeah, he came here last night, looking for you, I said you were in jersey and he stayed for dinner.” Y/n lied through her teeth. She yawned,“ anyways, id like to get back to sleeping.” She said, tony nodded. Hoping to confront her about it later instead of trying to get her to slip up. “Okay.” He said and left.

 - Before I went to bed, I changed into underwear and a big shirt. Peter put on a clean pair of boxers, he leaves some clothing necessities here. I laid in my bed, facing the large window, I felt the bed sink. Peter wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my shoulder. “Goodnight baby.” He said as he laid his head on the pillow. I sighed in content and closed my eyes. … I awoke to an empty bed, from hearing my dad knock on my door.

 (Skip convo) I didn’t actually go back to bed, I turned on my TV and put on some show in Netflix. “Peter Parker has just arrived at the tower.” FRIDAY said, I had her notify my on my boyfriend, it’s not like I’m controlling, just like to know. I put on a pair of spandex shorts as I walked out of my room with my phone. “I really don’t appreciate you two lying about being together.” Dad said as peter stepped from the elevator. You both froze as you looked at peter who looked like he was gonna die. “Sorry…” you said laughing awkwardly, holding out your arms.

Some of you might have noticed something kind of funny about people.

Almost none of them like Treasure Planet.

And, considering I joined this fandom well over three years ago by now, this comes as absolutely no surprise to me – and chances are, if you’ve known about this film for longer than, say, a day, it fails to surprise you, too. I mean, we’ve all heard the reasons, haven’t we – valid though they are, it’s depressing to hear them, the millions upon millions upon millions of them. 

  • “Sorry, the sci-fi just wasn’t my thing.”
  •  “I liked it okay, but I can’t see myself ever watching it again.”
  •  “The animation was good, but I didn’t really like the rest of it.”
  •  “It was…sort of weird to me.”
  •  “It doesn’t measure up to Treasure Island.”
  •  “It just wasn’t my cup of tea.”

Or - and here’s the one that gets to me: 

  • “I just really didn’t like the main kid.” 

The words come across as pretty innocent - it’s just a matter of preference, it’s just their opinion, live and let live, nothing wrong with disagreeing…and there’s not. There’s really, really not. You can hate Jim Hawkins as much as you want. But you can look me in the eye and can you tell me why you hate him? Can you tell me why, exactly, that’s the argument I’ve heard the most out of any of them? Can you tell me why, in my 3+ years in this wonderful fandom, in the thousands of days I’ve now spent promoting the shit out of this film every chance I get, can you tell me why that argument is the one I find myself dealing with the most? Can you look at me and can you tell me why you hate Jim Hawkins? Can you do that? 

Because here’s the thing - I can tell you why I love him. And I got shit to back up me up. 

Let’s get down to business. Let me tell you why I love Jim Hawkins - every habit, every quirk, every mannerism, every virtue, and every flaw. Let’s plunge right in.

  • He’s kind.

Sure, you can roll your eyes if you want to, but honestly? Being really, truly, simply, genuinely nice is such a rare quality in the world, and Jim has - and displays - this quality in abundance. I mean, for one thing, bringing Billy Bones to the Benbow when he seems ninety percent sure the guy’s just crazy? Yet he takes a chance anyway, because the sailor’s sick, the sailor’s injured, it’s raining really hard, he shouldn’t be out in this in his state, here, give me your arm, let me help you, you can come in out of the rain and stay in my house for a bit.

And what about the time he met that half-mad robot on Treasure Planet and, despite the fact that BEN blatantly oversteps his boundaries a good ten times (”Will you let go of me?/Stop touching me!”/Will you quit hugging me?”) or so within the first five minutes of their introduction, despite the fact that he is very obviously unhinged from all that time alone, despite the fact that BEN is loud and attention-drawing and the word stealthy isn’t in his vocabulary, despite the fact that he’s putting the captain and the doctor and himself in peril by doing so, Jim allows BEN to come with him - all he needs is to hear about the robot’s century of solitude, his loneliness, his desolation, and he just drops everything and says, “If you’re gonna come along…”  

And don’t even get me started on the deleted scenes - such as the one where he offers to fix this child’s scooter, even though he and this kid have never met before, never even spoken to one another, and yet he offers to fix this scooter because aww the kid’s sad let me fix it for you.

 Because, beneath that black jacket and that dark scowl of his, Jim has a huge, huge heart and it’s there and it’s evident for anyone willing to look. Because Jim just legitimately cares about other people, and there’s no ulterior motive, he doesn’t ask for compensation, he doesn’t expect anything in return, he just genuinely likes helping others. 

(And as I don’t happen to have an image on hand for the child’s scooter bit mentioned above, have a few bonus pictures of times when Jim was nice) 

Comforting a frightened Morph despite the fact that his life is in the most immediate and intense danger

And how about the time he lets a pirate - the leader of a mutiny in which he was supposed to be killed - walk the fuck away from him because he believes there’s good in Silver

Don’t get me started on this kid and his kindness. Don’t. Get me started.

  • And he’s smart.

I don’t mean passing-his-finals-with-flying-colors oh-haha-that-was-a-total-seat-of-my-pants-test can’t-believe-I-pulled-through-with-a-B I-was-pulling-answers-out-of-my-ass kind of smart.

I mean completely, incredibly, off-the-charts, blow-your-mind brilliant. He might be failing his high school classes, but it’s certainly not due to the challenge; he doesn’t put any effort into his work because he just doesn’t care. I mean, we even hear Sarah state that he built his first solar surfer when he was eight. So let’s let that sink in for a second.

This kid 

was no older than that when he built one of these

Just let that sit a minute. He built one of those gizmos 

when he was eight fucking years old. Hell, I’m not one hundred percent sure I understand them now, and he was eight and he understood them so well he could make them. (Sure, he ultimately uses it to cause trouble and ride straight into restricted areas, but it still makes him pretty brainy.) 

And not to mention, when Silver tries to teach him how to steer a skiff, he doesn’t even let the guy finish his sentence before he starts powering it up. Despite the other’s best attempts to stop him, Jim ignites the engine and sends them whirling straight into a comet. He fucking steers a boat - with limited knowledge, considering Silver didn’t get a chance to teach him everything - he steers a boat into a comet, and rides that comet to its end and does it without ever missing a beat, without ever throwing himself or his companion out of the boat, without ever messing up or getting hurt or hurting Silver or anything, just gets the hang of it right off the bat.

And at the end of it, all Silver says is, “If I could maneuver a skiff like that when I was your age, they’d be bowing in the streets when I walked by today!” 

Oh, and did I mention he powers up a century-old crashed boat in sixty seconds? No? Well, he did that, too.

Oh, and he also made another solar surfer, this time at fifteen, out of the useless parts of their failing ship while the planet explodes around them.

And, when said surfer begins failing, threatening to send him plummeting to his death in a raging river of lava bubbling and frothing beneath him, he keeps it going - literally rams it into the wall, striking it against the metal surface until enough friction occurs to power the thrusters again, and he does this all in the space of thirty seconds.

Oh, and he figured out where Flint’s trove was hidden before anyone else, just based on the fragmented bits and pieces he’d picked up from other people

And did I mention yet that he was the only one who could open the map leading to the planet? 

There were people thirty and forty years his senior trying to figure it out

and he figures it out in seconds

  • And he’s brave

Remember when he casually faced down a whole crew of pirates three and four times over, all in the space of twenty-four hours? 

And how about the fact that he refuses, at great risk to himself, to open the map for the pirates - until Silver threatens the captain and the doctor? 

Or when he’s fixing that hundred-year-old boat we discussed earlier, and tells BEN to leave without him if he can’t get away in the next five minutes? 

Oh, and when the star Pellucid goes supernova on their voyage and the hands are sent to secure the solar sails, not only does Jim immediately ascend, no hesitation

he also spots Silver, who followed him there, fall from his perch, and literally fucking throws himself down onto the wood and hauls the cook - who, to be honest, has a good hundred pounds on Jim and probably almost took the kid down with him, and definitely dragged the kid closer to the edge than would be advised - back up to safety. 

And later in the film, he receives an order from the captain to scout ahead and find them a better place to hide - and even though the pirates were spotted seconds earlier, circling the skies in a longboat, Jim expresses no hesitation, simply obeys.

And, oh, uh, you remember that solar surfer we talked about earlier, the one he constructed as the planet bursts into flames and burns down around him? 

Yeah, here he is riding it through the fires and eruptions and random debris, here he is casually risking his life to save everyone else, most of them being pirates who would have loved to see him dead.

Yep, don’t mind him, he’s just saving everyone else. He might die doing it, but damn, he’s doing it anyway.

But wait. I did promise to discuss his flaws as well, and, so far, I haven’t been making good on that promise, have I? 

Fear not, for Jim Hawkins is far from perfect and it’s time for us to explore the reasons why.

  • He’s impulsive

While most readily refer to this as a “Mary Sue trait” and “not really a flaw” , I can’t help but disagree; if we consider it an undesirable trait in a real person, why on earth would we think it little more than a cute quirk in a fictional character? Believe me when I say, Jim’s consistent failure to think before he acts is not a charming little thing - it’s a flaw, plain and simple. 

For all Jim’s kindness, for all his bravery and unfailing ability to think fast on his feet, he is impulsive as all hell.

Like when he, in his first meeting with Silver, throws out several thinly-veiled accusations - showing his cards, playing his whole hand right off the bat on the off chance that his opponent might show his, too. 

Unsurprisingly, of course, Silver does not rise to the bait - meaning Jim revealed everything to the man who will later become his enemy, in a sense losing the only advantage he really held, whereas Silver lost nothing and now has additional information to help him on his way. And all this could have been avoided had Jim just kept his mouth shut. 

And that time when he attempted to eavesdrop on a couple of the other hands cause he thought they were acting suspicious 

But it’s not long before they notice him and immediately shut up - meaning Jim has now given his suspicions away to four different people, four people whom he suspects. (Five, if you count Oxy and Moron as two.)

Or how about when they find that map we talked about earlier, and when he opens it up and realizes it leads to Treasure Planet, his first thought is to follow it? Like, this could be anything. A trap, a red herring, a fool’s errand, and Jim just throws himself headlong into it because look there’s a slim chance it could be treasure let’s go right now! 

I mean, there’s just no room for doubt: Jim is super impulsive, and that’s not a good quality to have. Sure, it gets shit done, but cautious people get shit done too, and they probably get it done better because they’re not making snap decisions every 2.5 seconds.

  • And Jim is selfish

Sure, we all love him. Well, some of you hate him, and some of you love to hate him, but the sentiment stands; we all love Jim, but you can’t love somebody for too long without noticing his flaws. And Jim has his flaws. 

And it’s especially obvious in scenes like this 

where we see that Jim was just out on a joyride while his mother visibly struggles to run the inn by herself. 

It’s obvious he uses that solar surfing hobby to escape, to distract him from his problems after a tough day, but this, in turn, suggests that he feels his problems at the moment are more important than Sarah’s, and so puts himself before his mother.

And he makes things harder on her than probably anyone else in her life, going out and getting in trouble all the time and bringing the police to her door 

Not only is this probably really bad for business, it’s also likely embarrassing and obviously upsetting for poor Sarah - yet Jim offers no apology, offers almost nothing beyond the words, “Mom, it’s no big deal!”  

And when they open the map and realize where it leads, Jim jumps on the chance to leave Sarah

Not just their lonely little planet, but Sarah, he wants to leave her. And though his intentions here are honorable (”We could rebuild the Benbow a hundred times over!” / “I’ll make you proud!”) it still fails to completely sugarcoat the fact that he left her there, lured away by the promise of adventure. 

Because Jim is selfish. 

  • He’s touchy, and defiant as all hell.

Sure, this is a flaw. Sure, it’s not a great quality to have. Sure, it holds him back more than anything, and it probably gets him in more trouble than it’s worth - but I still tip my hat to Disney for introducing this flaw at all. It has been proven in the past that children with absentee parents - particularly boys with neglectful fathers -  tend to become obstinate teens with no regard for authority, and I’m just so proud of them for doing their research on that one. 

Admittedly, however, this quality does cause him more trouble than it’s worth. I mean, he makes himself an enemy out of the scariest alien aboard in the first five minutes, all because he has to have the last word.

As a matter of fact, when I think about it, Jim has single-handedly gotten on the bad side of every one of these pirates on board this ship, with the obvious exception of Silver, and he does it all because he is just that feisty.

On the other hand, however, his pluck is the first thing Silver notices - and likes - about him. It’s obvious that while the pirate captain plans to work the spunk out of him, he can’t help but respect it, too.

Like, for instance, on Treasure Planet, when Jim refuses to allow Silver to leave without him 

there’s an instant where Silver looks like he’s about to argue 

and he could, he could just hold the captain, the doctor, or even BEN at gunpoint, and chances are, Jim would likely obey just to spare those he cares for. Despite the fact that Silver is clearly the one in power here, he gives into Jim’s demands - because, even if he doesn’t like it, Jim’s defiance is something he can respect. They may be enemies now, but Silver recognizes and respects that Jim makes a worthy enemy.

  • And let’s not forget that he’s stubborn.

Seriously, once he’s found something to fight for, he’ll fight for that, and he’ll get it, no matter what it takes, and there’s nobody in the world that can change his mind. If he gets it in his head that he wants to do something, if he gets it in his head that he should do something, he’ll do it, no matter what. 

And in some cases, this isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It means he has a strong sense of right and wrong and knows the difference between the two, and will do what he believes to be right, regardless of what other people say. He has a moral code, and a strong one, at that, and he rarely deviates from it. And this is actually a good thing when, say, there’s a treasure-hunting pirate captain attempting to bribe him into betraying the captain and the doctor and handing over the map. 

And, when this fails and Silver resorts to trying to frighten him into submission, the kid doesn’t even blink. He can’t be bought, and he sure as hell can’t be intimidated. 

Of course, this isn’t always a good quality to have; while it does make him more resistant to tactics such as temptation, it also makes him inflexible and, in some cases, extremely resistant to change, even when that change would be for the better. 

But that iron will has another advantage. 

  • It makes him hardworking.

Whether it’s as trivial as swabbing the deck, or as enormous as seeking out a legendary treasure trove, if Jim sees the point in a task - if he sees, for himself, why it’s worthy of his time - he will put his all into it, no questions asked. So though most would call him a delinquent, and while the robo-cops on Montressor outright tell him that he is a loser

Jim is actually extremely industrious and capable - he just doesn’t always show it. But it’s there, if you know how to look.

Like when Silver leaves him with this huge pile of dishes in the galley

and he just picks up his brush and keeps right on going 

and in fact, is so determined to finish up that damn stack that he ends up falling asleep in the galley, head resting on the pot in his hand

but the dishes around him are gleaming.

Or how about when he was failing at school at the beginning of the film, and by the end, he has graduated from the prestigious Interstellar Academy? 

Can you imagine how much work it must have taken to get himself into that Academy? I mean, how long did it take for him to pull those grades up, to convince others he was really serious about this, and can you imagine how much work it took to get through the Academy once he got there? But Jim got there anyway, and he did graduate, and he did do all that amazing stuff, and he did it because he works hard. 

Oh and remember

  • He was lost

Though by the end of the film Jim is high-spirited and confident, we know from the beginning that it wasn’t always so. His father’s absence left a hole in him, a hole he felt it was too big to fill - a hole that left him feeling worthless and rejected, it left him feeling angry and defeated, and it left him thinking he wasn’t good enough. It left him with a strong, deep-seated fear of abandonment, and more than that, it left him searching - searching and searching and never quite finding the missing piece he so desperately needed. 

Jim felt he had no future; Jim felt he wasn’t worth a future; Jim didn’t really know where he was going, and that’s the kind of relatability I’ve come to expect from Dreamworks. I don’t go into a Disney film expecting to find real characters, so this came as a pleasant surprise.

And something else I’ll probably never get over

  • Jim is sensitive 

So, this one actually sounds funny. I mean, I just said earlier how selfish Jim is, right? How he’s always putting himself before Sarah? Yeah. That whole argument still stands. It’s just that Jim isn’t all selfish, all the time. Can he be selfish? Yes. Extremely. Is he selfish? Sometimes. But he’s also, as mentioned before, a genuinely nice person. A person with honest empathy. His instances of self-absorption don’t cancel that out.

Now, while most define a sensitive person as “one who understands and feels for others” - and while Jim certainly does that, too - we’ve already tackled that. We’ve talked about Jim as a compassionate and thoughtful individual, and I’m not here to talk about it again, though I could.

No, there are drawbacks to feeling for others, and I’m here to talk about them.

I mean, Jim cares about other people - Jim feels deeply for people, deeply enough to welcome complete strangers into his house and offer lonely individuals a place at his side, Jim just feels for people even if he’s never experienced their hardships for himself. And if he can feel so strongly for strangers, if he can look upon a person he hardly knows and want to help ease their pain, if his heart squeezes upon seeing others’ suffering, how much do you think it hurts when he experiences his own? 

His father, for example. An indifferent, neglectful parent, the heartache they cause, it would sting even the most impervious - but for somebody as thin-skinned and tender-hearted as Jim, it absolutely devastates him. And when the man finally gives up on his family, leaving behind his wife and their eight-year-old, it just tears the kid apart.

As a matter of fact, it hurts Jim so deeply that it takes him seven years just to realize that it wasn’t his fault, or anyone’s; his father’s rejection caused him so much pain that he is well into his adolescence before he can even begin to accept that he’s gone.

But this isn’t just one instance; it’s not merely a festering childhood wound, no. Jim takes the slightest slip-up straight to heart - and upon believing he caused Mr. Arrow’s death, he spends what appears to be hours beating himself up for this perceived failure. 

And ultimately, he might have continued indefinitely had Silver not intervened and comforted him.

And of course, less than twenty-four hours later, Silver tells his bloodthirsty crew - and, unwittingly, an eavesdropping Jim - that his attentions were all for show, that he had to be nice to the kid to keep him from suspecting the crew of anything shady, he had to win the lad’s trust or risk his suspicion…and Jim really believes it, and, in fact, is so hurt, that he appears to take a moment to swallow back tears. 

Jim is just so easy to hurt. 

And to be honest, it’s great; it makes his empathy for others more believable - after all, if his own wounds have left such obvious marks, who’s to say another’s tribulations won’t win over his sensitive heart? 

And, hey, hey, don’t forget

  • He’s just a kid

I mean, he’s doing all this awesome shit, he’s building solar surfers

 and saving lives

and working his ass off and being super kind and impulsive and defiant and selfish and everything, he’s doing all this, and he’s only fifteen years old. Like. He’s fifteen. He’s not even an adult yet. He’s not even of legal age. He’s just casually amazing at fifteen, but what do you think he’ll be like in five years, ten years, twenty?

As Silver says, he really is going to rattle the stars.

Now let’s review before we go: 

  • Jim is kind.
  • Jim is smart.
  • Jim is brave.
  • Jim is impulsive
  • Jim is selfish
  • Jim is touchy and defiant as all hell.
  • Jim is stubborn
  • Jim is hardworking.
  • Jim was lost.
  • Jim is sensitive
  • Jim is just a kid

Just please, for the love of all that is good and holy, don’t ever forget Jim Hawkins.