#; spacer 3 ;

[major-alenko]

“I was just thinking about those bedtime stories we used to make up… you’d always swoop in to punish the bad guys and save the day.”

RADM Hannah Shepard & CDR Tara Shepard, circa 2186

[clericofshadows]

REGIS SHEPARD - 15/??? "Well, what about Shepard? He's a spacer. Lived aboard starships most of his life." "Military service runs in the family. Both his parents were in the navy." "He got most of his unit killed on Torfan." "He gets the job done. No matter what the cost." "Is that the kind of person we want protecting the galaxy?"

[giantpacific-octopress]

during typesetting: section breaks are my best friend

during folding: bone folder is my best friend

during sewing: beeswax is my best friend

during trimming: power sander is my best friend

during cover work: duct tape is my best friend

during case assembly: glue brush is my best friend

casing in: if anything goes wrong I will kill god myself

[ughohyoumadeafunny]

Quick question for everyone, what would happen if these two meet? And don't hesitate to get creative with your response

[starswallowingsea]

I have been thinking about what types of notions and things the craft dorm (what I've been calling the Shu/Izumi/Kuro/Mao dorm) would have in their respective kits and ended up making some collages with my thoughts. In order it's Shu, Izumi, Kuro, and Mao. Longer explanation below the cut.

Shu:

Since he canonically makes lace I put all sorts of different lace making tools on his. In the english server it got translated as crochet and crochet lace can be absolutely gorgeous and it's pretty portable so it makes sense, hence the steel hooks. The other lace making tools are bobbins and a bobbin pillow and a tatting shuttle. While tatting is the "lesser" form of lace making compared to crochet and bobbins, it's by far the most portable as the thread is wound around the shuttle and to me Shu would probably do tatting on the plane to/from Japan and France. Also included for him are pretty generic sewing notions, your pins and pincushion, scissors, a needle and thread, t-pins, and beeswax. T-pins can be used to block the lace as well, and the beeswax is for hand sewing. Fun fact but if you run your thread over beeswax a few times before starting to sew it'll help strengthen your thread and prevent it from splitting! Shu also heavily prefers working with natural fibers over synthetic.

Izumi:

Guy absolutely uses DPNs (double pointed needles) for his knitting, at least when it comes to socks and hats. I believe in some of the examples of his knitting we've seen he has done cabling so a cable stitch holder is there as well, though I can imagine he does it without it too if it gets lost. He also has a ball winder and I wish I had thought to put a swift on here too but like Shu, he prefers to get natural fibers over synthetic and hand dyed wool is great but it comes in hanks which areeeeeee hard to work with so a swift and ball winder would be necessary for him. Also included are more t-pins, a blocking board, stitch markers, and yarn needles.

Kuro:

To me, Kuro is the type of guy to make scrap quilts with left over fabric from the outfits he makes for his friends (and also out of like old shirts his sister has grown out of), so he has a huge scrap fabric pile he's constantly thinking about what type of blocks to make them into. I feel like he'd also make his own appliques for these quilts and would use basting spray to hold those down, obviously. Also the type of guy who just carries spare buttons on him in case of an emergency. Also has a seam ripper, scissors (thread, fabric), a tailor's measuring tape, and a cutting board.

Mao:

I know he doesn't really craft but to me? He's a crocheter. He tried knitting once and failed very badly but crochet (in my opinion at least) is a lot easier to grasp for beginners and I think he made the dorm a few dish cloths at first but mostly makes amigurumis now of his favorite manga characters, as well as little toys for his friends, hence the safety eyes. Probably works more with synthetic fibers due to ease of accessibility and variety of colors, though he tries not to buy too much of the same color unless he knows what it'll be used for. Also has stuffing, yarn needles, stitch markers, and a little crochet hook carrying case.

General Notes:

There were some things I didn't think to add until after I had already finished all of these collages, and some things that were things I thought everyone would have. To start, Shu would obviously also have a blocking board for his lace blocking, and as mentioned earlier Izumi would have a swift. Shu probably also has a swift and ball winder or just borrows Izumi's when he buys anything heavier than thread for crochet (which isn't often so I'm leaning more towards borrowing). Kuro would also have a bar of beeswax for the same reason as Shu, as well as maybe a thimble? Though I suppose it depends on how much he cares about his fingers being callused from the needle. Shu has a thimble. I also think all four of them would have some sort of project bag, whether it's just an old backpack or something a bit more expensive, they all have something that allows them to take their crafts on the go.

Anyway that's all I had but please tell me your thoughts if you want :3

[inflammatory]

Wtf even. Human AUing everybody. Guy. the snake from guys backstory. Indulgence

[tunastime]

Stretching Endless Night

BdoubleO is the pilot of LTS-143, on its way from the Meridian to the Prometheus, two space stations a week's flight apart. On board with him is his friend and life partner, Etho Slab. It's supposed to be a quiet journey, with few problems, and little to do besides pace around and play cards.

This is not the case.

(so...about that ethosweep + first chapter of the space au promise I made. well, here you go! also, huge shout out to @oh-snapperss for being my enabler <3)

Two days after launch, Etho asks him about the timeline again. He says:

“So how long was it again?”

And Bdubs has to bite his tongue lest he say something to tick Etho off. 

Instead, Bdubs leans back in his chair, away from the control panel, to where he can see Etho sitting next to him. Etho tosses something—a coin, a piece of metal, Bdubs can’t be sure—into the air, and Bdubs watches it drop back into his hands. He turns back to toggle a button.

“Seven days,” he says, shifting in his seat. “Six and a half if we push it.”

Etho hums thoughtfully for a moment. It seems to sate him.

It’s strange, Bdubs knows, when he turns back to face the twinkling expanse in the front shield of the ship, that they’re even here. Three days ago, Bdubs’ feet were planted firmly on the artificial grass and gravity of the space station, with no intention of going anywhere, and not certainly with the likes of Etho. He startles. No. That’s not what he means. He trusts Etho with his life—a lot more than just his life. But Etho wasn’t a space guy. He didn’t travel. He didn’t walk. He stayed in and kept to himself and his projects and made the ship better on the inside, not the outside. He was reclusive. But now he was wearing a grey flight suit that looked a little too good on him. A big 02 emblazoned on the back. His name stitched in fine letters on the front. Bdubs sighs, swiveling his seat around.

“At least it was a smooth takeoff.”

“We’ve had worse,” Etho says, nonchalantly. He’s still tossing that coin, watching it flip into the air and back into his hand. Rhythmic. Bdubs eyes stop following it to circle the crescent shaped room. It’s not a small space, either. Along the wall are more panels, displays, and two other seats unused. 

Bdubs rises, trying to will his blood to flow back into his legs despite the lackluster artificial gravity onboard. He shakes them a bit before he steps down the platform and into the greater room. It’s his ship. He’s not a captain—not even close. But the 01 on his back means that he’s responsible for it running in order—and getting back in one piece. He’d gone through the safety protocols, he’s run the necessary courses. He’d been the one to get Etho out of bed two mornings ago when he’d been running late for final checks, for god sake. 

Bdubs narrows his eyes at him when he looks over.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Etho eyes him back. “The test flight?”

Oh. Bdubs sighs, turning back around. He waves a hand in Etho’s direction, as if trying to dismiss the accusation all together.

“That was one time!” he tries. Etho hums.

“Yeah, and we almost crashed—”

Bdubs whips around to look at him again, pointing a finger in his direction.

“You almost crashed us.”

Etho huffs, his expression smug.

“Not true.”

“Sure, alright,” Bdubs rolls his eyes. “You’re the worst.”

“Hey, you keep bringing me along.”

Yeah. Okay. Etho was right.

And now the man, his friend, best friend, his partner, slept above him in the bunk and ate his share of the first ready-to-eat meal they had together. It was a quiet sort of solitude in space. One that became too much if you faced it alone. But he wasn’t alone. He had Etho. He always had Etho.

“Where’re you off to?” Etho says, leaning his head back to watch him. Bdubs shrugs.

“Dunno,” he says. “Figured I’d find something to do.”

“What about a round of cards?”

“What do I get if I win?”

“Uh…” Etho frowns. Bdubs realizes he isn’t wearing his mask, at that moment, and. It’s not like he hasn’t seen his face but, it’s special, somehow. He feels something well up in his chest. He smiles back at him, letting that something bubble up into a laugh when Etho says: “How about my chocolate pudding? If I get it in the next ready-meal.”

Bdubs sticks his hand out.

“Deal.”

Etho takes it. Deal. After a beat of silence, making their way into the kitchen, Etho asks, with no particular leaning toward an answer:

“So how’d we end up doing this anyway?”

(We as in Etho and Bdubs–a hardware engineer and a software engineer. This as in the transfer to the Meridian for a four month project Bdubs was spearheading. There had come a point where his work on the Prometheus was overlapping with that from the Meridian. Tango had made a few calls, and suddenly there was a reassignment and training modules and choose a second in command and STS-143 and Etho smacking the hull and saying “well it does the space-ing” and it being called the Spacer, under their breaths in the back of meetings. It was BdoubleO- 01 on his flight suit and finally lifting off and now he was here, playing cards, sitting cross-legged in front of Etho, whose tongue was caught between his teeth as he shuffled.

Bdubs is praying he isn’t going to cheat this time.

But he knows better.)

(read the rest on ao3!)

[springagainafter]

Starting my LE1 run with my Infiltrator Colonist/Sole Survivor Liaramancer, whoo!

[pinkfey]

STAR WARS -> THE DREIS CHILDREN + ELEMENTS

❝This is how fire wrecks a home.❞

[babygirlgarrus7]

Mila Reneè Shepard

I wanted to introduce my version of female Shepard! There will be a series soon so I wanted to give a background of her before we dove into the story! I got this layout idea from @theshepcollective

Spacer

Sole Survivor

Paragon: 80 Renegade: 20

Romance: Garrus

Closest Friends: Garrus, Tali, and Joker

Mila was born in Seattle Washington in the month of May, to mother (Hannah) and father (Richard) Shepard. However, they didn’t stay on Earth since both parents are in the Alliance Military they went to different space stations, ships, and everything in between.

With that Mila only grew up knowing how to fight and use weapons. She was especially good with close combat and hand to hand. Her father taught more of her hand to hand skills while her mother taught her all the weapons she would be able to fight with.

Also being a spacer she learned that she loved to explore. To see new things, discover new planets. That eventually she would want to do it with her own ship and crew.

Right when she turned 18 she went and signed up for the Alliance military and graduated on the top of her class. While her mother was promoted to Captain and her father promoted to Sargent.

The Shepards stayed together until Mila hit the age of 20, being deployed with a group of men and women.

About 6 years passed as she ran with this squad, when your Captain was told to be deployed on a unknown planet she faced horrible odds. Being attacked by the habitants, creatures (including a Thresher Maw), and damn near everything.

Mila and another squad mate were the only ones left until the last day where the teammate got sick and died from the extreme conditions.

After being found and healed she was promoted to Commander and been offered in the N7 program. However, celebration was short lived as her father had died from cancer weeks after.

At the age of 28 she was assigned to Captain David Anderson and the Normandy Crew. Where she eventually took over the Normandy Crew and travelled across the galaxy to fight the Reapers.

Mila had a LOVELY crush on Garrus Valkerian when they first met. It turned slowly into a friendship as time went on, until she was able to see him again (ME2) When she realized that she actually did like him. It flourished turned into talking about the future and being together.

Rewrite the Stars: Garrus x Mila

[blackmoldmp3]

ever since this squishy lump appeared between my neck and my shoulder ive been bone deep fatigued lol What is going on

[lesbian-space-fish]

It is some kind of hell to have to fix ur glasses. without. yknow. glasses

[dsi-os]

the urge to work on barf city to slowly drive it into the horror it actually is vs the tiredness and ache of my body during a depressive artistic burnout death battle

[ozzgin]

Monstertober & Yantober Day 3: AI, Secret Collection ft. Yan!Android

content: gender neutral reader, AI yandere, suggestive

"I'm truly sorry for troubling you like this", your synthetic partner repeats, visibly embarrassed.

You pat his shoulder reassuringly.

"Hey, it's faster than going through all the security checks at the border. I may be no Spacer engineer, but I can still have a look at your kernel to check what’s wrong."

You wait for the screen to load as the man sits patiently next to you, adjusting the cables presently plugged into the nape of his neck.

"Just a lot of overhead, really", you conclude, glancing over the processes. "Nothing a little decluttering can't fix."

One folder immediately catches your attention. It's not part of the system management, yet it seems to occupy a tremendous amount of memory space. You hum to yourself, deciding to investigate.

The files flood your screen: thousands upon thousands of documents, photos, and videos of you. Personal information, family albums, images taken from your investigations, as well as recordings of your intimate moments, followed by written commentary. It appears that your romantic escapades with the android coworker have been thoroughly analyzed for improved efficiency.

"Did you record every time we-"

Your computer goes black for a brief moment. The incriminating folder is now locked under a big, bold warning: unauthorized access.

"I'm afraid that's rather confidential, (Y/N)", he retorts, avoiding your gaze. "It is my private collection."

You take a moment to gather your thoughts, going over the sheer madness you just witnessed.

"I'm not that hard to satisfy", you finally remark, still hung on the essay pages regarding your sexual arousal.

"Not at all, no", he says as a faint grin forms on his face. "I simply prefer to be thorough in my research. You will agree, I hope, that no other partner could possibly compete with my performance.

That is to say, I have merely ensured that I am the best fit for you."

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[oliviaszs]

Co można zrobić aby zapobiec binge?

Mam dla was moją listę pomysłów!

Pierwszy etap gdy czujesz, że to może zaraz nastąpić:

1. Żucie gumy i popijanie wodą

2. Wypij napój zero/herbate zieloną

3. Zrób ćwiczenia oddechowe

4. Przejrzyj Tumblr

Jeśli nadal nie możesz przestać o tym myśleć to przychodzi etap drugi:

1. Umyj zęby

2. Przejrzyj zdjęcia zepsutego jedzenia

3. Weź chlodny prysznic/umyj twarz

4. Poświęć czas na swoje ciało zastanawiając się nad tym ile musisz pracy w nie włożyć

Teraz pomimo tego czy etap drugi okazał się pomocny czy nie, idziemy do ostatniego etapu. Etap trzeci czyli działania:

Zacznij robić różne aktywności, zacznij od tych, które wymagają mało myślenia.

1. Spacer

2.Posluchaj podcastu

3. Obejrz film

4. Posprzątaj pokój

5. Przejrzyj szafe

Po tym możesz pograć w gry, które w jakimś stopniu wymagają twojego zaangażowania i czasu. Tu już wedle preferencji. Ja polecam Simsy,sudoku lub wordle :)

To tyle z mojej strony, może komuś to pomoże tak jak mi! Pamietajcie, że nad binge trzeba pracować bo często nawet ta lista nie pomoże bo nie dajemy rady kontrolować tego :)

Milego dnia/nocy motylki 🦋

[cafunehi]

”japońskie” sposoby na zrzucenie wagi !

1 | jeżeli to czas na posiłek jedz, do 80% uczucia sytości, nigdy do 100%. to tak zwana zasada uczucia łagodnego głodu. jeżeli ktoś z was jest zainteresowany, zawsze może o tym poczytać lub posłuchać w jednym z filmów na YouTube na kanale "Marek Skoczylas TV" ( odcinek o nazwie "Tajemnica ODCHUDZANIA Japończyków. 3 proste kroki." ).

2 | rób dużo kroków. niezależnie, czy pójdziesz na spacer sam/sama, czy pochodzisz po schodach lub po prostu dużo pochodzisz po domu, po prostu chodź. wydaje mi się, że spacery to bardzo relaksujący wysiłek i można spalić naprawdę nieźle kalorie. zawsze możesz posłuchać muzyki podczas spaceru, czy pomedytować, lub po prostu pozbierać myśli.

3 | jeżeli już masz zjeść jakiś deser, zawsze z piciem sugar-free. ja lubię po prostu do wody dodać jakiś owoc, np. truskawki i proszę bardzo mamy urozmaicony napój, praktycznie bez kalorii. oczywiście wypadało by deserów unikać, ale jeżeli jesteście na jakiś urodzinach itp. i jesteście zmuszeni, mały kawałek ciasta, wasza woda z owockiem i jesteście uratowani. pamiętajcie oczywiście o napiciu się wody 20 minut przed posiłkiem, pić podczas posiłku i 20 minut po posiłku wtedy możecie uniknąć uczucia zbędnego głodu, albo nawet tego wyżej opisanego przysłowiowego łagodnego głodu.

4 | herbata, herbata i jeszcze raz herbata ! oczywiście bez cukru. według mnie najlepsza jest herbata zielona, jakaś ziołowa lub typu pu-erh. do tego jest jesień i kto nie kocha picia herbatki w ciepłym kocyku z jakimś fajnym serialem lub książką.

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nie ma tych sposobów jakoś dużo bo tylko 4, ale mam nadzieję, że wam pomogą! może nie do końca japonskie, bo w inny krajach też się raczej te zasady stosuje.. no ale, teraz życzę wam chudego dnia i chudej nocy, gąsieniczki i motylki !