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todays bird
noise dept.
Cosmic Funnies
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
blake kathryn
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Love Begins
Andulka
Three Goblin Art
we're not kids anymore.
shark vs the universe
Jules of Nature
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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d e v o n
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@theartofmadeline
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@dairiskywalker
NASA just found strong evidence of life on Mars
On Tuesday, NASA announced that its one-ton Curiosity rover made a surprising discovery on Mars: “burps” of organic methane gas that very well may be evidence of living microbes beneath the planet’s surface.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FUCKING ALIENS OMG FUCKING ALIENS
I would like to make it clear that I never threw up on Mars. This is not me.
Scarlett Johansson attends the 87th Academy Awards
Stick it in the archives, Spot. We can pull up the design later.
CONVERGENCE: NIGHTWING/ORACLE #2 Written by GAIL SIMONE Art by JAN DUURSEMA and DAN PARSONS Cover by JILL THOMPSON Variant cover designed by CHIP KIDD On sale MAY 6 • 40 pg, FC, 2 of 2, $3.99 US • RATED T The fairy tale starring Dick Grayson and Barbara Gordon tries to survive one more night – and a brutal attack by Flashpoint Hawkmanh and Hawkwoman!
OH MY LORD! THIS COVER! AHHHHH
hahahahahaha!
Dairine in that dress - Yes or HELL YES?
Impractical, but if you could make the circuits conductive I'd be willing to try it on.
The Sun on October 16th, 2014.
It's talking again, but I still can't quite catch it...
Fashion Wonderland: Tony Ward f/w 2013-2014
That third green one for Dairine, Y/Y? (the first is also good, and the black and pink dresses would be lovely on Carmela, though the first black one would also be great on Nita)
The first and third are both acceptable, even though I maintain that all I really need to meet foreign "dignitaries" is an annoyed expression and my lightsaber.
The Laws of Thermodynamics - graphics photo credits: 1 2 3
Editing program: Ribbet
But sometimes we can... fiddle
This wristwatch costs about the same as a spaceflght on Virgin Galactic. http://www.coolhunting.com/style/sihh-2014-van-cleef-arpels-midnight-planetarium.php
and I’d almost rather have the watch.
problemswithspelling Ey Neets, you could make something like this couldn’t you? Or maybe Dairine? dairiskywalker
Huh. I could probably add a setting for Crossings time, if you asked nicely. And maybe gave me some of that specialty chili pepper chocolate I know you've been hoarding.
Elie Saab + Dark Green
Reference for future Wellakh visits
you are my sunshine, my only sunshine. you make my happy when skies are grey. one day you will supernova and incinerate anything in your path.
#something something Roshaun tag#oops Young Wizards strikes again
I can confirm that this is a perfectly accurate description of Dairine Callahan.
#and/or fred (via emitter of learjets) Ow.
Roshaun you flatterer.
Dairine absently stirred her bowl of cornflakes, persistently sneaking glances across the table at Roshaun as he applied butter and syrup to a stack of waffles in what was somehow a very regal fashion. It had been some weeks since the incident with the Sun, and her thoughts and emotions on the matter had mostly worked themselves out for the time being, but still—something was bothering her, and every time she saw Roshaun reminded her of it again.
Now’s as good a time as any to bring it up, I suppose, she told herself bracingly, as Roshaun dug into the waffles with great enthusiasm. Maybe it’s some weird Sun Lord thing he’s not allowed to talk about, but if so, he probably just won’t answer…
"Roshaun?"
"Yes, Dairine?" The tone of his response, though as haughty as ever, lacked something of the harsh edge it had had in past weeks—it was clear that the events on the Sun had made just as much of a difference to him as they had to Dairine.
"When we were in the Sun, you…you spoke to it, and it answered you. But I couldn’t understand anything the Sun was saying. How is that possible? I’m a wizard, I’m supposed to be able to understand any language through the Speech…what was going on?”
Roshaun regarded her coolly for a long moment, then shrugged. “Guarantors have a…unique relationship with stars,” he told her. “I do not know how that form of communication would translate into a Terran idiom. But in any case, you are not missing any great experience by being unable to speak with them. Tremendously egotistical beings—they’re convinced that everything revolves around them.”
There followed a moment of stunned silence as the pun caught up to Dairine.
Nita came down to breakfast a few minutes later to find her sister slumped facedown on the kitchen table, red in the face and still shrieking with helpless laughter. Across from her was a very bemused Wellakhit prince king, finishing off the last of a very thoroughly demolished plate of waffles and regarding her with no small amount of concern.
"I didn’t think it was that funny,” was the only explanation he offered.
I have one weakness, and it is puns.
carmela/jack harkness (when she's of age) no AU just rocking space together
"Okay, split up. This is a war zone, so keep your eyes peeled, and whoever rescues the hottest alien and uses the best pickup line gets to pick the scenario tonight."
"Oh, you are so on.”
I love that the dialogue isn’t labeled, because it works for either of them saying either line. Brilliant, simply brilliant.
EVERYTHING I HAVE EVER WANTED
PLEASE WRITE MOOOOOORE
WELL OKAY, TWIST MY ARM.
"Hi, I’m Captain Jack Harkness, and I think it’s time we blew this joint," he said to the coruscating cloud of yellow and pink. He threw one arm around what might be a shoulder-equivalent and used the other to detonate a small explosive located strategically beneath an enemy ambush. It produced a satisfying ball of flame, so he grinned and winked at the whatever-it-was, which turned pinker and vibrated a little. "And you are?"
Twenty meters away Carmela narrowed her eyes and turned on the hairdryer function on her curling iron. She shook out her long locks and turned the dryer so they fanned attractively out behind her. ”Hey there pal,” she purred at the alien in front of her, which appeared to have retreated inside some kind of shell for protection, “These explosions are really cramping my style. Wanna take it somewhere a little more private?” An eye on a stalk poked out of a small crack in the shell, so she turned on her best mega-watt smile, “I’ve got a fast ship, a curling iron, and a permanent gating function. Whaddaya say?”
Bringing this back in honour of DD saying that Carmela’s potential sexuality could challenge Captain Jack. CHALLENGE IS RIGHT MOTHERFUCKERS. The game is on.
'Mela, have you seen this?
Haven’t we all, at some point in our lives, wanted to see an alien prince - sorry, an alien king - fighting zombies with a cricket bat? No? Just me? Never mind, then. I watched Shaun of the Dead yesterday and my mind went to a strange place. I apologise for nothing.
Roshaun, is there something you're not telling me?
Bologna Sandwich
Serves 1
Ingredients:
1 loaf of bread
1 bottle of mustard, any variety
1/2 lb bologna, sliced
Instructions:
Remove bread, mustard, and bologna from refrigerator or cupboards, as applicable, and deposit in temporospatial claudication pocket.
When anticipating an intergalactic transit, or other out-of-range transit from the known coordinates of a silverware drawer, it is highly recommended to also include a knife. (In fact, it is really just generally recommended, as advanced alien civilizations may get a wee bit tetchy if their nice cutlery is continually going missing for no good reason. Or simply confusedly frustrated, in the case of any sevarfrith planets one may be tempted to ‘borrow’ from. Either way, it is not really in keeping with best wizardly practices.)
Arrive at suitable location.
Unwrap bread, bologna, and open bottle of mustard.
Place one slice of bread on flat surface.
Spread mustard. If choosing to disregard the instructions in Step #2, and are lacking in any spreading implement, simply use one’s fingers.
Deposit a slice or slices of bologna onto bread.
Add a second slice of bread on top of bologna.
Repeat Step #5-9 as necessary until you have reached the desired quantity of sandwiches.
Eat sandwich.
Brush off crumbs.
Optional: Stare intensely at the breadcrumbs dropped in Step 11 as one’s mind roils in existential turmoil while inadvertently beginning the process of the creation a new form of Life. (Note: This step is not strictly recommended. Proceed with extreme caution.)
Consider also the wisdom of bringing a lightsaber to cut the bread.
Librarian: The Next Generation.
Dairine, is this you?
No, at that age I was already in intensive Jedi training.
Any explanation for such odd feature? (Rectangle carved in rock, from gigapan).
http://space-pics.tumblr.com/
Nita! Tell Kit to stop carving up other planets!
“And the moon is no dream.”
Source: apod.nasa.gov
You are definitely a hipster, but I totally called it, so it’s okay.
Do I understand it correctly that the term, as used here, implies a sort of artistic pretentiousness? A fitting epithet, then; I applaud it.
I mean, is anyone more pretentious than Roshaun? He really would be the ultimate hipster.
You may wish to change your pseudonym to “The Impertinent Gentleman” if you intend to continue these remarks. I assure you that I am no such thing.
It's okay Roshaun, you're not a hipster. I don't think Wellakh even has coffee, and since hipsters subsist solely on lattes you obviously cannot be a hipster. QED. But if you don't play nice with the other Cousins I'll show them all the pictures of you that one time with the sixteen lollipops and the fake lightsaber.
“And the moon is no dream.”
Source: apod.nasa.gov
You are definitely a hipster, but I totally called it, so it's okay.
