#St-18

[digimontamerrichie-tcg]

For some reason when I was a kid Musyamon stood out to me and ended up being the first Digimon to attack the protagonists of my Digimon fanfic. I always think of that when I see the card, so it's kind of special to me.

Similarly, Kunemon reminds me of playing Digimon World and so is another card that sticks with me.

[aforgottenthing]

This April Fools, I thought it was only fitting that I finally share the greatest powerpoint I ever made while working a mentally and physically draining fulltime retail job at 18. This is my pride and joy. I hope you enjoy <3

(the experience of reading this here will never live up to all of my fun little slide transitions but i included the blank slide to slightly allude to it)

[lilianalovespink]

CW// incest, mentions of nipple piercings, mentions of only fans

Price has a daughter.

She's a spoiled little princess with chubby little arms and legs, but she's not mean by any means. Just all teary eyed and pouty lipped, mary-jane dressed feet dragging along the floor when she's told no.

She's the result of his promotion to Sergeant, his wife's gift, he says. He sadly misses a lot of her development, but she's not exactly missing out on luxuries and treats when he's away, her mother spoiling her just as much. So, when John decides to 'hang up his boots' and retire from his military career as captain, she's already 'all grown up', bright eyed, sweet and honest little thing, definitely very sensitive, but not afraid to question everything. Well, anything but her papa, of course.

Cue John inviting the task force over for dinner once they're on leave, meet his wife and kid, only for a very dumbfounded Johnny to stand in the doorway, holding some whiskey for John, flowers for the missus and... a little Dolly for the very much nineteen year old girl, standing next to her father smiling from ear to ear, happily greeting the task force.

"Och'- I'm so sorry lass', I thought ye were still 'Bonnie little thing-"

But she's all cheerful, say's she can add her to the shelf with her old Barbie's with a smile as Kyle cackles at Johnny embarrassing himself. Turns out John had only shown his teammates the old pictures, the ones of her in poofy pink princess dresses holding magic wands and giggling, the ones of her sleeping in his arms for the first time, small newborn safe and sound in her fathers strong arms.

Seeing John interact with his daughter now, however, is not much different.

She's still his baby, his sweet little girl, his princess, the one that's dressed in the most proper, well ironed, pink and cute clothes, bows and ruffle, adorable but somewhat elegant and they all understand that, whatever he was with them was far from paternal if this is how softly he cares for the chubby little girl, grinning at him as he talks to his lieutenant, all with a loving hand on her head, stroking her hair.

And none of the team would see her as particularly rebellious or even... mildly mature, not with how pink and soft and full of old Barbie dolls and music boxes her room is, not with how she goes to sleep at 21:00 wearing a white, short, silk pyjama with pink hemming at the top and pants and a pink bow in the middle of the shirts top hem, after giving both her parents a kiss on the cheek and waving the team goodbye and not with how she's listening to some kids CD story as she goes to sleep.

So then it makes no sense to Ghost that he catches her smoking outside of her University just two weeks after they visit.

It also makes no sense to Soap when he sees her giggling, hanging off some boy's arm who's currently showing his mates his 'Brand new pistol'.

And it absolutely is nonsensical for Gaz to have seen her with her pretty pyjamas pushed up, exposing swollen, pierced nipples on her Onlyfans account. <3

//and it makes the least sense to see a video in their groupchat of her crying and whining as some very familiar big, hairy hands stroke her plump backside as a big, fat cock pistons out of her little pink hole all whilst a gruff voice says; "Good girl princess, y'r moving y'r hips so well."

[lonestarflight]

STS-51-G Discovery in flight. The primary mission of this flight was to deploy three communications satellites into orbit. These were Arabsat-1B for the Arab Satellite Communications Organization, Morelos-1 for Mexico and Telstar-303 for AT&T.

Date: June 17, 1985

NASA ID: 51G-S-100

[annamariedarkholmes]

the “would you return as your x-men character in deadpool 3 if they asked” starter pack

aaron stanford’s lack of poker face + mentioning, unprompted, his “lasting friendships” from those movies - months before the first trailer confirmed pyro was back - made me clock that the other two must be returning, too

then they had equally terrible poker faces in their own interviews lol

[milarepas]

badass couple

[filmjunky-99]

s t a r t r e k d e e p s p a c e n i n e created by rick berman, michael piller [profit and loss, s2ep18]

'Remember the day I installed my first holosuite. I still have that program. The picnic on Rhymus Major. Two suns in the sky.' - quark

'The sound of the waterfalls.' - natima

'The whisper of flitterbird wings over our heads.' - quark

'You painted my face with honey.' - natima

'And a Mordian butterfly landed on your nose.' - quark

'And a Mordian butterfly got stuck on my nose.' - natima

'His wings were beating almost as fast as my heart.' - quark

'Those were good times.' - natima

[commodorez]

Atari ST series computers. The S stands for Sixteen, the T stands for Thirty two, alluding to the Motorola 680X0 processors within - VCF Midwest 18

[n7punk]

Pairings: Adora/Catra (Catradora). Fandom: She-Ra and the Princesses of Power (2018). For: Sheratober 2024

Rating: G. Chapters: 1/1. Words: 5k.

Summary: Adora has been hanging out at the aquarium all her life it feels like, waiting for her sister to finish work so they can go home. On Tuesdays, it’s never a chore to wait, because Tuesdays are the days students get in free and Adora’s best friend – her aquarium best friend, anyway – always comes to spend an evening anywhere but at home. Then one day she stops coming. Adora is relieved when Catra starts reappearing, but less so when she’s doing it with a new girl in tow. (Or, the aquarium AU)

[lonestarflight]

Landing of STS-51-G

Space Shuttle Discovery lands at 9:11:52 a.m. EDT, on Runway 23 in Edwards Air Force Base, California.

Date: June 24, 1985

NASA ID: 51G-S-225

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Spotlights illuminated the night operation of placing of a 40-foot English elm on the tiny lawn surrounding St. Patrick’s Cathedral, October 18, 1939. A dozen skilled tree movers placed the giant elm, with three more trees planted on the Fifth Avenue side of the cathedral the next day. They all matched trees that line the avenue in front of Rockefeller Center, across the street.

Photo: Anthony Camerano for the AP

[bumblingbabooshka]

My baby's just fine. She knows all of her rhymes. [Patreon]

[filmjunky-99]

s t a r t r e k t h e n e x t g e n e r a t i o n created by gene roddenberry [identity crisis, s4ep18]

'Geordi, my voice is familiar. Listen to it. You can feel that we share this. You know I'm not a threat. The others, Mendez, Brevelle, they don't exist as humans anymore, but a part of you still does. You're not one of them yet, Geordi. I can help you if you'll just trust me. I know what's going on inside of you, the war you're fighting with yourself. Your humanity slipping away. The instinct to run, it's overpowering, but they know how to beat it now, Geordi. Look at me! I've come back, Geordi. Let me take you back, too. Just take my hand.' - leijten

[kakabelorias]

18+ | MDNI

I think I'm...a degenerate??

I'm so obsessed with these two <3 the flirty, sexually charged sinner x enthusiastic, virgin saint angel is so fun~

[mrssoapmactavish]

maneater - chapter one

"if you're in it for love, you ain't gonna get too far"

this is the 'first' part of the andromeda series! still working on an official title for it all, but when it's set in stone, that'll be how you can easily find these works :)

mdni at all times! ageless/empty blogs are not welcome here!!

steve harrington had always had a bit of a thing for the emotionally distant women, even if no one would dare point it out to the boy. maybe it's the abandonment from his parents, but it's most definitely not the healthiest thing in the world for him, in fact more often than not leaving him heartbroken, such is the case with the last 'girlfriend' he'd had, nancy wheeler.

after barb's disappearance, she had gone from interested like the sweet, naive schoolgirl falling head-first for the captain of the basketball team like his parents would've hoped for him– if they were actually around, mind you– to detached, then eventually very obviously palling around with jonathan byers.

after accepting the fact that nancy was never really his to begin with– and accepting the heart-aching sting of unrequited love, another emptiness in his life that swallows him whole with loneliness– things had mostly re-stabilized. he was back to hating classes, having tommy and carol still chirping in his ear like nothing had happened. like him and tommy didn't get into a fight last year around this time, before steve had been back into the endless cycle of girls throwing themselves at him, basketball, and feeling oh so alone.

and now, lo and behold, the year he's bound to graduate and he's been applying to colleges and universities left and right, he saw billy hargrove and his two sisters.

sure, he already had a bone to pick with billy himself– the kid had the whole bad-boy thing going on, all the girls that hadn't had a chance to get swayed or swooned over king steve were utterly enamored– but he was pretty indifferent about the young redhead, knowing that the kids would eventually have something to say and he'd get an earful secondhand from nancy.

no, his interest was in the dirty blonde in the leather jacket with cherry-red lips and a furrow in her brows.

she'd been cold and detached when he had first approached her. fine, cool, he totally gets it. but seeing the way billy had given him the nastiest side-eye for greeting his sibling? it lit a fire in him, something he hadn't really felt for a while, and seeing her in his first class of the day stoked it, the flames licking within him, even if he can feel the sting of guilt knowing that this new student is just as interesting to him as nancy had been.

his eyes were locked on her, even as he pretended to laugh along with whatever stupid jest tommy had made that had carol smacking his shoulder and lecturing him, and the way she shifted her balance from foot to foot in front of the class as the insufferable chem teacher continues to ask her about herself.

"we moved from orange county. me, my brother, our half-sister, step-mom and our dad." her tone is full of boredom; she'd rather be anywhere but here, he can feel it coming off of her in waves, but his curious mind swirls at all the possibilities of what she'd rather be doing.

the thought of the girl in a cheerleading uniform just didn't fit. no, she's not the type of girl to spell out a cheer, to shake those ruffled pompoms and get the crowd roaring with excitement. nor was she the sports type; the idea of seeing her in short volleyball shorts is being filed away for later, though, don't get him wrong.

no, the first thought that comes to his head about what she would be doing is something steve harrington would've avoided a year ago.

it's strange to him; he'd never been a big fan of heavier music, always preferring catchy, danceable songs about love, parties, and other light topics, but he could close his eyes now and hear music blasting from an amplifier. she's the type to smell like vanilla and cinnamon, mostly to cover the smell of nicotine from sharing a pack with that ratty brother of hers.

the longer he watches her clash against the teachers' attempt to integrate the outsider into the class community, the more he can imagine of her. the type to drink beer at a party, to hang around whatever friends her brother had because the girls bore her with their chatty nature and mindless gossip.

as much as he wants nothing to do with the 'hargrove' name, he'd give up as many practices as possible to get so much as a glimpse into this girls personal life.

watching the girl walk with confidence but no real anger in her gait to the back of the class, sitting herself down at a table with no other students to be left the hell alone, steve finds himself staring down at his watch. he could swing skipping practice today, maybe, just to see if she'd talk to him more.

"this kinda looks like your old girlfriend, hahaha!" - scotty, evil dead (1981)

steve is, quite honestly, indifferent about the fact that he didn't choose to just skip basketball practice today. on the downside, hargrove is here, smirking and snide and really just giving far too much sass, making him seem like a scrawny kid who only got called the captain of the team because he was king steve.

he'd be absolutely fuming and ready to bitch and moan about this all afternoon and evening to anyone who'll listen– tommy, probably, and try to tone it down a bit more when he's around nancy later– if there wasn't a certain cherry-lipped blonde sitting on the stands, flipping through some boring, keep-you-busy magazine.

sure, he knows the girl won't talk much with him, but it means that the very least he can do is focus more on the game, if only to selfishly hope he'll catch her eye and at least be talked to more than a scowled out greeting. he's dying to talk to someone who doesn't know him as the same prick he was throughout highschool, he's realized.

someone who doesn't, hasn't, or never will associate him with that horrid label of king steve. maybe someone who'll look at him, what he does hanging around the school and occasionally chauffering around some of the kids, and see someone interesting. valuable. worth her time.

too bad his train of thought distracts him from keeping his footing, because it makes it much easier for billy to knock him off his feet, leaving steve to slam down against the scuffed gym floor. now that's embarrassing, he thinks to himself, what a way to make a first impression.

he's not sure whether or not billy had seen the glances towards his sister, he assumes it's the reason for the abrupt shove to the ground, especially in a no-contact sport like basketball. one thing he's very well aware of, however, is the pair of eyes on him from high up in the stands, watching his movements. it makes part of him feel elated; the idea of finally catching her attention, even if it's just because of a loud noise and a human concern for pain, sends a ripple of excitement through his veins.

steve is helped up to his feet, but not before billy mutters something he doesn't quite catch or process right away. "should've planted your feet," the californian mutters, then continuing on with the game like nothing had happened, the jeering and taunts continuing.

steve is no fool; knows that billy hargrove is aiming to dethrone him as king of hawkins high.

a year ago, that might have irked him. his popularity was all that kept his facade together, the glue that kept steve harrington from being exposed as a kid, desparately seeking meaningful connection, something he'd never gotten from his parents. he doesn't like seeking external validation, but because he'd never truly gotten it unconditionally from his parents, he knows it's what he needs to survive. and christ, what's so wrong with him that he doesn't deserve even a single attaboy?

but now? now that he and nancy have been slowly falling apart and he's having to face the fact that he's lost his first love, who he's been turning around for, reforming from his old ways for? now that tommy hagan and carol perkins are only faking friendship with steve, all because steve wouldn't let them call nancy a whore for hanging around jonathan byers?

he couldn't care less. as long as he has something to keep his mind off of the loneliness that seeps into his bones, a reason to stay as far away from his empty home as possible, a reason to come to school every day.. he's alright. at least, he hopes he is.

as he puts on the facade of not being affected or rattled by this entire revelation from the floor of the hawkins high basketball court, he notices that billy hargrove's sister watches intently from the stands, no longer bored and flipping through her magazine to occupy her idle hands and mind.

it's strange, how even just that brings a smile to his face.

[lonestarflight]

Launch of Space Shuttle Discovery on her STS-51-G mission. This mission is notable for its crew. It was the first flight without at least one astronaut from the Gemini or Apollo era.

One of the payload specialists was Sultan bin Salman Al Saud, who is from Saudi Arabia. He became the first Arab, the first Muslim, and the first member of a royal family to fly into space.

Date: June 17, 1985

NASA ID: KSC-85PC-0353, MSFC-8555243