in honor of watney’s birthday , I sketched this up tonight for @redrusting
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in honor of watney’s birthday , I sketched this up tonight for @redrusting
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✿ five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did.
▲ five time my muse thought about kissing yours, and the one time they did.
☠ five times my muse thought about hitting yours, and the one time they did.
★ five times my muse though yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.
❤ five times my muse says they don’t love yours, and the one time they admit it.
▼ five times my muse has caught yours getting off, and the one time they help out.
♫ five times my muse swears it’s not a date, and the one time it maybe is.
☪ five times our muses almost hold hands, and the one time they do.
☁ five times my muse has thought about yours, and the one time they do something about it.
☢ five times my muse almost sends a nude, and the one time they do.
CALCULATEDFATE.
‘ i can assure you, you’re still america’s golden boy. or… man.
( they reach up to tug at a grey hair. )
‘ earth’s golden man. you should wear that. on a hat.
❛ if you’re not going to let me go grey in PEACEFUL denial, i might just need a hat. ❜ ( he pulls their hand away, fingers catching at the wrist. ) ❛ earth’s golden man, though. i could get used to the sound of something like that. ❜
ARESMEDICAL.
‘ what’d i say? what did i say? you can’t get out of bed with your ribs like that, let alone try to go to another section of the ship.
( interrupted in his quest for caffeine, what STARTS as a reactionary flinch WINDS UP a resurgence of searing pain in his side. ) ❛ i wanted coffee and i didn’t want to wait for you to get me coffee. where’s your sympathy, doctor ? get yourself a better bedside manner. ❜
CALCULATEDFATE.
‘ you’re in the papers again.
❛ all good things ? OR, maybe, an exposé on my SECRET & detestable animosity towards chihuahuas ? ❜
ARESMEDICAL.
‘ babe, i can’t find like. anything.
❛ we can worry about that LATER, -- when i can actually muster the will to get off this damn couch. c’mon, sit. take a load off. ❜ he broadly gestures to the space beside him and slaps the cushions for good measure. ( laziness is a well earned luxury, after all. )
❛ look, i’m “ HAPPY ” to answer whatever you throw at me, ... just IXNAY on the ALIENSYAY. everyone and their mother wants to talk extraterrestrials, but --- it’s not exactly like ET’s on speed dial. I’M about the closest thing you’ll get to a martian. ❜
BOTANISTCOOL.
❛ it was your’s wasn’t it? it was your alarm.
❛ that sounds a lot like an UNJUSTIFIED accusation, beth. looks like you’ve forgotten the golden rule : check yourself before you wreck yourself. ❜ ( it was his alarm. )
ARESMEDICAL.
‘ come on, you think it’s cute.
❛ i can’t openly confirm that theory without giving you LEVERAGE. so, instead i’ll just .. ---heavily imply that you should wear lab coats more often. ❜
❛ why GOOD MORNING, johanssen --- don’t you look extra sarcastic and judgmental today. what’s the SPECIAL occasion ? ❜
rubertkazinsky:
This will come as quite a shock to my crew mates… And the NASA… And the entire world… But… I’m still alive! Surprise! The Martian (2015) by Ridley Scott
cubs suck
❛ go fuck yourself, ford. ❜
STARTER CALL !
ARESMEDICAL.
( shit. how is he supposed to tell him? that it – it was – )
‘ grief sex. we had 0.6 g grief sex.
( jesus, beck, keep your mouth shut. )
❛ 0.6 g ! NICE, man ... ❜ ( continued congratulatory remarks are cut for time, he’s trying to keep up with a now steadily racing train of thought . )
❛ WAIT, fuck --- what were you guys grieving ? was this after you thought i died ? do i get to take credit for being an actual fucking matchmaker ? ❜
ARESMEDICAL.
‘ they’re cute, and you can experiment on them and still keep your conscience. win win!
❛ well okay, now you’re starting to sound like a MAD SCIENTIST ---- & i’m a little scared that it’s sort of endearing. ❜