me, posting stuff for over 7 different fandoms at random all on the same blog:

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NASA
Today's Document
Xuebing Du
Sade Olutola
styofa doing anything
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Not today Justin
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me, posting stuff for over 7 different fandoms at random all on the same blog:
me to the accursed whispering amulet: hey can you speak up please i have an audio processing disorder
(via @cuunos)
The most Unfortunate Situations to be in when a Zombie Apocalypse suddenly breaks out
on a first date that was not going well, but now you're stuck on the run with your date
on a long, isolated hike, returning to desolate cities with no way to get any information on what happened, where survivor communities might be, how to stay safe, etc.
on a ride at an adventure park, watching everyone on the ground be overrun while pinned in place with a dozen or so people
on set for a zombie movie, unable to tell actors and the real thing apart
at a con in full costume, which makes for surprisingly good protection from bites but not a very comfortable outfit to be on the run in
having just left the tattoo parlor after getting your partner‘s bite mark tattooed… which no one would ever believe, so everyone thinks you‘re infected
[Prompt Calender: May 23rd, Zombie Awareness Month]
love is... drabbles about attachment, infatuation, obsession.
terrifying. it's coming up on the edge of a cliff. it's the feeling of falling freely, blindly, not knowing if what awaits you at the bottom is something that will cradle or ruin. it's the loss of all strings previously holding you in place. you flail in the air, attempting to grab onto anything that can slow your rapid descent, but you're already in the process of slipping. it's sweaty palms, the jump of your heart, a twisting feeling in your chest that you're certain has to be from illness, though would you really be wrong?
exciting. above all else, it's fun. it's running without rhyme, reason, or any particular goal. the only destination is wherever your feet lead you. directions and inhibitions are thrown to the wayside in place of chasing the resulting high. laughter is what consumes your breath, and when you do manage to take in air, it's light and refreshing. at the summit, nothing else really matters.
fickle. it's the flip of a coin, the roll of a die. it's the adoption of a role, playing a part, then stepping off the stage once it ends. it's a tree that flowers for one season, then lies in wait for the next. blossoms fall to the ground and wither, returning to the earth knowing the cycle will begin itself anew. it's the rapid pace of feet against the floor, never staying in one place for longer than what's needed, longer than what's wanted.
unnecessary. a purposeless, meaningless endeavor. it's an wilted branch you prune, a cancerous growth you cut out, a leaking pipe you choke off the supply to before it can do any further damage. it's something you can only stand to witness from a distance, if at all. unwanted and unsought by you, all it exists as is a burden, an obstruction, a hindrance to your goals. it isn't for you.
comforting. it's a warm meal at the end of a long day. it's a thumb on the back of your hand, ghosting over your knuckles. it's a heartbeat placed against your ear, clearing your head, easing your mind, lulling you to sleep. it's peace, rest, relaxation, and reassurance in one. it's the knowledge that there is always a home waiting for you.
painful. how many times can a thread fray before it snaps? how many times can glass shatter until its fragments are too small to hold? it's skin scrubbed red, raw, scarred at the seams, stitched and stapled and sutured to the point even the slightest touch burns, and you recoil in pain. it's what stings under mild warmth, nerve endings firing repeatedly, all too used to the motions of tearing itself open, just barely realigning its pieces, then being met with same damning cuts yet again.
difficult. it's a period of silence, then words neither can take back, then silence again. it's a jumbled mess of wants, of needs, of attempts at forming a cohesive union between different people. it's compromising, relinquishing control, stepping back when you know space is needed, yet not leaving even when it presents itself as the easiest option.
desperate. it's all you have, and all you ever want to. it's the lifebuoy thrown to you when you're stranded in the middle of the ocean. it's the rush of oxygen filling your lungs after you choke out all the water that occupied it previously. you reach up seeking more rescue breaths just to grasp that sense of salvation once more. fingers dig into flesh into muscle into bone into marrow. won't they meet you with the same intensity you're showing them?
anyways id love to watch more shows but its extremely dangerous. what if i end up liking a character. that could be fatal
#LawRoach #METGala2026
CHASE INFINITI Met Gala 2026
hell yeah....now this is what im talking about
so far, emma is the only one ive seen so far that is actually on point with the theme so I gotta repost
plus this being CUSTOM Muglar, one again hell yeah
looks like she walked straight out of a painting and decided to take the painting with her. love the withering dark look that it has about.
not sure how I feel about the makeup and i wish more was done with the hair
overall my favorite look so far, I actually gasped when I saw it
Dedicated to my cat, who is very vocal about my bed time.
PATREON
People with low spoons, someone just recommended this cookbook to me, so I thought I’d pass it on.
I always look at cookbooks for people who have no energy/time to do elaborate meal preparations, and roll my eyes. Like, you want me to stay on my feet for long enough to prepare 15 different ingredients from scratch, and use 5 different pots and pans, when I have chronic fatigue and no dishwasher?
These people seem to get it, though. It’s very simple in places. It’s basically the cookbook for people who think, ‘I’m really bored of those same five low-spoons meals I eat, but I can’t think of anything else to cook that won’t exhaust me’. And it’s free!
by Rachel A. Rosen and Zilla Novikov || Food you can make so you don't die.
SPREAD THE WORD THIS IS FUCKING GOD TIER OH MY GOD, SOMETIMES I HAVE SPOONS SOMETIMES I DON’T BUT NO COOKBOOK OFFERS LEVELS IN THEIR RECIPES THIS ONE DOES!
also found here:
Life is hard. Some days are at the absolute limit of what we can manage. Some days are worse than that. Eating—picking a meal, making it, pu
the ebook is FREE here also
"she holds the record for the most days spent in space by a woman!" this "she was part of the only all female space walk!" that, she's on the list of people who have spent the most time in space, period. she's spent more time in space than any of her crewmates - one of whom hasn't been into space at all. her time in space is only three days less than what all of her crewmates have combined. she has had as many spacewalks as all of her crewmates combined. she's not there because she's the best female nasa astronaut they could find and they wanted the diversity quota or whatever, she's there because she's part of the most qualified and experienced nasa personnel they could send up there
did i tell you guys i failed at being sexually harassed at work today?
okay so, guy at work, who i find out afterwards is famous at this place for being a sex pest, comes up and starts with what i also learn is his favorite opener to conversations where he’s going to be a sex pest, namely: “Do you know where the term ‘blow job’ comes from?”
and here he made his first fatal error. his moment of hubristic sex pesting. because of course i know where the term blow job comes from, i love learning about sex and the history of sexual terms! i know so much about oral sex that i could write a book on it!
being weird and full of love can save you
and it might save those around you, too
Squire Affirmations
I will not trip and fall down the stairs while carrying all of my knights armor again
The horses love me
I am not in love with the wizard apprentice
My knight appreciates my hard work
It is not my fault that my last three knights died horribly
it's a common misconception that five plus eight is thirteen. actually five plus eight equals the skull
SCARY MATH works in a whole different way that scientists don’t understand yet