#ULTRAVIOLET PASSION.

[a11sunday]

𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗡 𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗧 𝗢𝗙 ?

viola and sanji ... patron saint of martyrs.

the patron saint of those who died to be like you. maybe you died to be like them too: but at the end of it, you weren't like them. patron saint of tragedy. saint of saints. it's you who holds the hands of the holy dead, and you who has to answer: what do they do if they regretted it?

iselda ... patron saint of bones.

patron saint of frameworks. of structures. of solidity. patron saint of things that break. patron saint of things that are left behind. the bones survive long after the body, the building: what is there left for them, when the rest has gone? what do bones do, with nothing to hold around them? who holds the bones?

ace .... patron saint of houses.

but not of homes. only the shells of what keeps us enclosed. houses can be decorated or well-built or crumbling or haunted but only a home can truly be warm; you are the patron saint of that lack.

[nasa]

LaRue Burbank, mathematician and computer, is just one of the many women who were instrumental to NASA missions.

4 Little Known Women Who Made Huge Contributions to NASA

Women have always played a significant role at NASA and its predecessor NACA, although for much of the agency’s history, they received neither the praise nor recognition that their contributions deserved. To celebrate Women’s History Month – and properly highlight some of the little-known women-led accomplishments of NASA’s early history – our archivists gathered the stories of four women whose work was critical to NASA’s success and paved the way for future generations.

LaRue Burbank: One of the Women Who Helped Land a Man on the Moon

LaRue Burbank was a trailblazing mathematician at NASA. Hired in 1954 at Langley Memorial Aeronautical Laboratory (now NASA’s Langley Research Center), she, like many other young women at NACA, the predecessor to NASA, had a bachelor's degree in mathematics. But unlike most, she also had a physics degree. For the next four years, she worked as a "human computer," conducting complex data analyses for engineers using calculators, slide rules, and other instruments. After NASA's founding, she continued this vital work for Project Mercury.

In 1962, she transferred to the newly established Manned Spacecraft Center (now NASA’s Johnson Space Center) in Houston, becoming one of the few female professionals and managers there.  Her expertise in electronics engineering led her to develop critical display systems used by flight controllers in Mission Control to monitor spacecraft during missions. Her work on the Apollo missions was vital to achieving President Kennedy's goal of landing a man on the Moon.

Eilene Galloway: How NASA became… NASA

Eilene Galloway wasn't a NASA employee, but she played a huge role in its very creation. In 1957, after the Soviet Union launched Sputnik, Senator Richard Russell Jr. called on Galloway, an expert on the Atomic Energy Act, to write a report on the U.S. response to the space race. Initially, legislators aimed to essentially re-write the Atomic Energy Act to handle the U.S. space goals. However, Galloway argued that the existing military framework wouldn't suffice – a new agency was needed to oversee both military and civilian aspects of space exploration. This included not just defense, but also meteorology, communications, and international cooperation.

Her work on the National Aeronautics and Space Act ensured NASA had the power to accomplish all these goals, without limitations from the Department of Defense or restrictions on international agreements. Galloway is even to thank for the name "National Aeronautics and Space Administration", as initially NASA was to be called “National Aeronautics and Space Agency” which was deemed to not carry enough weight and status for the wide-ranging role that NASA was to fill.

Barbara Scott: The “Star Trek Nerd” Who Led Our Understanding of the Stars

A self-described "Star Trek nerd," Barbara Scott's passion for space wasn't steered toward engineering by her guidance counselor. But that didn't stop her!  Fueled by her love of math and computer science, she landed at Goddard Spaceflight Center in 1977.  One of the first women working on flight software, Barbara's coding skills became instrumental on missions like the International Ultraviolet Explorer (IUE) and the Thermal Canister Experiment on the Space Shuttle's STS-3.  For the final decade of her impressive career, Scott managed the flight software for the iconic Hubble Space Telescope, a testament to her dedication to space exploration.

Dr. Claire Parkinson: An Early Pioneer in Climate Science Whose Work is Still Saving Lives

Dr. Claire Parkinson's love of math blossomed into a passion for climate science. Inspired by the Moon landing, and the fight for civil rights, she pursued a graduate degree in climatology.  In 1978, her talents landed her at Goddard, where she continued her research on sea ice modeling. But Parkinson's impact goes beyond theory.  She began analyzing satellite data, leading to a groundbreaking discovery: a decline in Arctic sea ice coverage between 1973 and 1987. This critical finding caught the attention of Senator Al Gore, highlighting the urgency of climate change.

Parkinson's leadership extended beyond research.  As Project Scientist for the Aqua satellite, she championed making its data freely available. This real-time information has benefitted countless projects, from wildfire management to weather forecasting, even aiding in monitoring the COVID-19 pandemic. Parkinson's dedication to understanding sea ice patterns and the impact of climate change continues to be a valuable resource for our planet.

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[pathologicalreid]

fluorescent | S.R.

in which spencer rambles about rocks and you get distracted

who? spencer reid x fem!BAU!reader

category: fluff

request: yes!

@midnight--raine: could i please have a spence x female!reader where one day they're having a conversation and obviously he starts rambling about some facts or something and the reader kinda zones out while he's talking because shes so focused on the way he gets so passionate about what he's talking about and suddenly she's staring at his lips and is overcome with a POWERFUL urge to kiss the life outta him.

content warnings: kissing, concussion, that's it, this is really just fluffy.

word count: 758

a/n: thank you for the request! i hope to update my pinned post to mention requests soon. I hope you enjoy!

“It’s actually really interesting to see if you ever get the chance,” Spencer told you from his chair. “It’s been discovered that over five hundred minerals fluoresce when they’re exposed to ultraviolet light.”

Both you and Spencer had been left out of the takedown of the unsub. Him because he was still using a cane to get around and you because you were recovering from a concussion, and Hotch didn’t believe you when you said you were fine. Typical.

You sighed and hoisted yourself up so you were sitting on the edge of a desk in the local police station, tilting your head to the side while you watched Spencer talk about rocks. All you had done was ask him if he knew what his birthstone was, and you completely lost him while he started rambling about fluorescent minerals.

It was one of those connections between topics that you’d have to be inside Spencer’s head to fully understand how he had gotten from point A to point B.

It was endearing, the way he got so passionate about things. He didn’t even have a degree in geology, and yet he knew so much about minerals like fluorite and calcite. It wasn’t even what he was saying to you found so captivating, it was how he was saying it.

Spencer had a tendency to speak with his hands, the bigger the movements, the more excited he was to be telling someone about the subject. So, if he was nearly knocking things over with enthusiasm, who were you to interrupt him?

Suddenly, his hands stilled, and your eyes flicked up to meet his. “Y/N, are you okay? Is it your head?” He asked leaning ever so slightly closer to you, as if you were two children sharing a secret.

Your face burned as your skin flushed, but Spencer didn’t seem to notice. “I’m alright, Spence. What were you saying about the color?” You urged him to keep going, keeping your question vague enough so that he wouldn’t be able to tell you had gotten so distracted by his ardor.

He pursed his lips for a moment before they parted again, “common opal doesn’t have any iridescence. Most fluorescent common opal is considered amorphous.” He told you, quickly jumping back into his topic of choice.

Smiling, you watched him talk as the words started to float over your head again. Specifically, you watched the way his lips moved as he shared the information with you. Sometimes, he stumbled over his words because his mind was moving faster than his mouth could. You felt honored every time he shared a part of his brain with you.

The fact was, Spencer Reid has pretty lips. They were a pretty pink color, the kind of color that people wanted as lipstick but could never find an exact duplicate of. They were soft. At least, they looked soft.

You couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to kiss him. Spencer never talked about relationships as openly as the rest of the team, especially not the way Morgan did. Very quickly, you realized you had no idea how he would react if you kissed him. Would he pull away? Would he push you away? Would he kiss back?

Spencer was still talking about opals when you moved closer to him, set your hands on his shoulders, and pressed your lips to his.

A soft, surprised noise came from the back of his throat before he kissed you back. He reached his hands up, so they were resting on your waist, no higher and no lower.

It was no small victory that you discovered his lips were as soft as you thought they were. Under your hands, you felt that his heart was pounding as hard as yours was. His lips parted slightly under yours and he pulled you closer to him.

A small crash caused you to jump away from where he was sitting, in your peripheral vision, you could see that his cane had fallen to the ground. For a moment, the two of you just stared at each other, wide-eyed and still trying to catch your breath. “Thank you,” he breathed, not taking his eyes off of yours.

“I- For what?” You asked, appalled at the fact that you had done something so brazen, potentially ruining one of your closest friendships. 

You crouched down and picked up his cane, as you handed it to him, he elected to answer your question, “No one’s ever asked me to shut up so nicely before.”

[strawberrysainz]

before i fall apart. lando norris

“ a night out in amsterdam, and you slept with an f1 driver. the morning brings little comfort. ”

lando norris x reader

a warning — mildly filthy, so 18+!!!! minors dni. crude language. mentions of food. alcohol consumption.

You felt blissful when you woke up.

And to your surprise, you knew who was lying in your bed next to you.

That sounds awful; you weren’t a regular participant of a one night stand - you were surprised to even have had one - but Lando Norris was fast asleep in the comfy duvet you had had since you were thirteen and you were sharing the same pillow in the sort of cramped double bed and he was shirtless and he looked really cute.

💋���️💌🎱

The night before had been a bit of a blur. You were a student in Amsterdam, sharing a flat with two of your fellow honours degree friends. You weren’t sure how you’d ended up at a Martin Garrix show on a Saturday night but there you were, a bit drunk from pre-drinks but suddenly the music hit a bit different and your confidence was flowing.

Lando had casually started a conversation about something or other in the crowd with you and you felt yourself gravitate toward him. The stupid grin on his face, but especially that look in his eyes. It made you weak.

It had turned into him buying you a drink and you were listening to him show off about racing or some shit but you didn’t care because you were a bit horny and a bit lonely. Uni was tough; you were far from home and romantic opportunities tended to stay for only a small while. You hated one night stands because your love for the tiny things in a relationship was far more than just sex.

But fuck, it was Lando Norris. Who could pass up on that?

You remembered blinking a lot and smiling and he was so attractive. The way he was smirking and he was brushing his lips against your ear when you couldn’t hear had you feverish.

You had gone in for the kiss first, and by God he had reciprocated, wrapping an arm around your waist and kissing you messily. It was fiery and it lit you up from the inside, and you couldn’t let him go.

It had progressed to you stumbling outside and he didn’t want to go back to his hotel but you just hopped on the tram, somehow managing to get him on because the sort of nice driver knew him and soon enough it was only a five minute walk back to your place.

The whole time you had felt so alive, heated up, and he was kissing you at every moment he got and you were giggling and he was smiling sweetly into your eyes and his facial hair was tickling you and you were imagining it between your legs.

Fumbling for your keys in your cross body bag, he had grabbed your chin and kissed you gently. Tugging on his hair, he moaned a little, and you were suddenly so alert. Fiddling with the lock you were in, and you threw your bag somewhere and led him to your room, the moonlight lighting your way.

From then on you had been a clumsy, passionate mix of bodies, and on his thigh you had come undone and your face was in his neck and you were probably moaning so loud but who gave a fuck.

Then his fingers had found you again, you cried out from the overstimulation but it all felt so deliciously good. Then you had bent down to have him in your mouth, and after a minute or two his hips had stuttered and you were swallowing it while his hands grasped your hair, tugging.

Then you had sunk down on him, both gasping erratically, jerky motions making you both lost for words.

Five minutes later you had laid down on your bed, and he had kissed your cheek, and you both fell asleep, exhausted and a bit sober.

💋☕️💌🎱

Now he was waking up, the sun shining on his face, and you stretched as if you had just done so too. His hand found your hip and brought you closer while you stilled.

“Hi,” you whispered, and he murmured in sleepy return, stretching.

Then his eyes opened and he studied you in the morning light, ultraviolet.

“Hi,” he said gruffly, sleep masking his voice, and you shivered. A smirk decorated his face as he squeezed your hip.

He stared out at your room, your desk, the posters. “Are we still in Amsterdam?” He said, half joking, half serious, and you nodded with a snort.

Ten minutes later you had gotten up, getting dressed in some other clothes, permanently blushing because you felt him watching.

By the grace of God your flatmates weren’t around. “Tea? Coffee?” You had called from the kitchen, and he had shouted coffee.

💋☕️💌🎱

He was watching you flit about the kitchen, making breakfast bagels, and you had turned on football so you could check the Premier League scores while he chuckled and the sound of the pundits yapping on about Arsenal was the soundtrack to your Sunday morning.

“Sports mad?” He asked, and you had nodded, laughing. “Football, tennis, … F1. Haven’t got an athletic bone in my body but I love it all,” you smiled.

He nodded then, a bit of an awkward silence followed when he realised that you knew who he was.

Then he had found his phone, scrolling through TikTok when you pushed a plate in front of him, joining him on a bar stool.

“I’ve probably got to go after this. Got a flight to catch.” He nodded to himself firmly, and you nodded gently.

“Are you based in Amsterdam then go home to England on your holidays?” He asked, and you nodded. “I’ve got a part-time for a company that I will pick up a full-time with after I finish my honours though, so I’ll be here for the foreseeable future.” You shrugged, and he nodded.

He ate then, and you stared at your TV with an ache in your chest.

💋☕️💌🎱

Twenty minutes later you were standing outside your front door while he stood in front of you, awkward.

“Last night was nice. Thank you.” You said, and he had some sort of strange, fond expression on his face before he kissed you again.

You kissed him back longingly, and he pulled away when his hand started to move from your waist to your back, pulling you closer.

“Come see me in Monaco,” he said suddenly.

“I’m studying, I’m working…” you said, eyes widening. “It doesn’t work like that.”

He stared up at the ceiling.

“Have my number,” you said then, and typed it in his phone. “We’ll work it out.”

And when he walked away you were sure that you… could.

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[strawbxrryanime]

neon city high - bonten ran haitani x reader

Bonten Ran Haitani would blow on his cigarette as he fucks you within each and every thrust. The neon violet city blares between your eyes through a big hotel window, and the purple neon lights surround the room as the heat of the moment is portrayed by Bonten Ran’s smoke blowing on your body as he thrusts deep inside you, his cock making you full, as he smirks and chuckles.

“Fuck Y/N~ You take me in so fucking good~ Look at you~” Bonten Ran smirks, caressing your face as he holds your legs between his shoulders. Thirsting over you as he smirks and mutters out sweet nothings as he keeps thrusting and thrusting hard and rough inside you over and over again. Blissfully you look up to see the neon lights just shining an ultraviolet glow on your eyes as you were replenished with ecstasy.

His cock slammed more inside you, reaching your deepest spots as Bonten Ran groans as you moan out more of his name, the covers surrounding you at the moment and brink of pure pleasure as Bonten Ran just kept making you his within each and every thrust over and over again. “Gonna cum my darlin’~” Bonten Ran grunted in pure pleasure. A bittersweet mess he was, his sloppy thrusts getting faster as your moans get louder.

“DARLIN!~” Bonten Ran yells out, his sweat drops down his head and straight to his abs. Glistening in the moonlight as he spurts his hot, warm cum deep inside you making you scream out loud. Utterly muttering his name so many times that you can’t count anymore. “AUGH!~” Bonten Ran grunted as he chuckles and smirks, your tight hole was enveloped in his cum. His essence. This turns him on so much, turns him so fucking on.

And he really did prove it, he puffed another cigarette has he pumps you up with round 2. You braced your legs as you bounced on his cock, his cock impaling your hole as it reached your favorite spots making you groan out and mutter more of his name as you mindlessly bounced in the meaning of ecstasy.

“Mmmmh~ I love you so much Y/N!~” Bonten Ran yells out as he smirks, ultraviolet eyes glaring straight at you. Passionately watching every bounce you make, taking it all of his cock within your hole, his previous cum being fucked back into you, making you groan and moan louder and louder. Ecstasy growing in your veins, bouncing on his cock, crushing his ballsack.

You start going faster, riding him crazily as you and him both groan out sweet nothings. “FUUUCK Y/N FUUUCKK YOU’RE- AAAHHH!!~” Bonten Ran couldn’t finish his sentence, as he screams in an euphoric-induced falsetto. The most beautiful scream you’ve ever heard, a sweet melody. In fact you’ve never heard Bonten Ran scream, as you bounced even harder and clenched tightly on his cock.

“CUUUMMMINGGG!!!~” Bonten Ran screams as he yells out the words “I LOVE YOU Y/N!~” Some of the rest of his sweet yells were blurred out of your mind due to the heat of the moment, as you scream with his hot spurting cum pumping deep inside of your tight hole once again. Just squirting deep inside you like a water fountain.

The puff of his cigarette as you catched your breath, heating you up. As Bonten Ran chuckles.

“That was so good, I’m ready for a round 3~”

Your legs are done for.

[xray-vex]

Thinking about this and how there are certain people claiming to be fans of OFMD who complain, rather loudly and repeatedly, there is no chemistry between Ed & Stede, and/or that their kisses had no passion, etc.

This leads me to believe that there are several possible explanations for how those people might have reached that conclusion:

1.) The people complaining have a hard time reading body language/facial expressions, so they literally can't perceive it

2.) The people complaining hate the main ship: they don't like Ed and/or Stede and/or their relationship, or the fact that their head canons for the show didn't become canon and are still upset about it, and are therefore in denial about the chemistry between Ed and Stede and refuse to see it.

3.) They are somehow from an alternate universe that has overlapped a little bit with the one most of us are in, and they literally didn't watch the same show because they watched the OFMD from their universe, not ours.

In all of the above cases, though -- the people who insist that Ed & Stede had no chemistry are just wrong. It's not really an opinion. So, based on these ideas, either:

1.) They're drawing an incorrect conclusion based on their inability to interpret body language (***and there no shame in that in & of itself, not everyone has that skill set) -- However, not being able to perceive something doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Humans can't perceive ultraviolet or infrared light naturally, either. Those things still exist even if you can't see em.

2.) They're choosing to draw their conclusions based on their dislike of/disappointment in the show, and therefore willfully ignoring the evidence presented in the text (the show itself). -- If you want to argue a point and be taken seriously though, you have to provide adequate evidence. And their various arguments just aren't convincing. (I could expand upon how it's also much more difficult to prove that something doesn't exist, but I've already written way more than I intended to for what was gonna just be a short rant).

3.) If they literally watched a different, alternate universe version of OFMD, then they're not gonna convince anyone in this universe that 1+1=3 like it does in their universe. Maybe that's correct math in their universe, but that's not how it works here.

Here's the thing -- and I'm gonna use a simple example here. You can say that you don't like cilantro. You can hate it, you can be disgusted by it, especially considering that it might taste like soap to you. And that's ok! But you don't get to make the claim that it doesn't enhance the flavor of other foods/dishes in a positive way or that many people think it's yummy.

So take this simple advice, would you? You can just say "This isn't for me" and just not eat it. You don't get to say "This is bad and I'm going to keep pushing my thoughts about it onto people who do enjoy it, even while they're eating it, because I need to convince everyone to hate it too." That's not an opinion, that's just being a fucking dick. Go join your local chapter of the Cilantro Hater's Club and complain about it there with other like-minded people, and let the rest of us enjoy our cilantro in fuckin peace. And don't be surprised if we shut the door in your face (muting/blocking) when we're sick of hearing how much you hate something we love.

[prapaiwife]

Another Breakdown on episode 8 love in the air prapai and sky that no one asked for lol💨☁️

With love in the air almost just about 2 years later and my countless rewatches 😙 I want to talk about prapai and sky story arc in more detail from my pov!

Episode 8 (the first meeting) so with their first meeting I'm not going to lie it wasn't the most romantic BUT the first time they laid eyes on each other you can already sense this attraction of both ends from them. Prapai obviously as we know being the quote on quote "playboy" he slept around. And when we rewatching I don't know if he was intending to take someone from the race track that night or not but it seemed like he made up his mind when he had made eye contact with sky. And seemingly seeing the situation he was in with being caught by the guards he swooped in and took his chance.

Speaking of them making eye contact, that scene alone is so enticing! Cause not just the music and the sudden abrupt pause of it when they lock eyes!! When watching you hear a sharp knife sound when prapai notices sky first and he's surrounded by this bright red in the back. Red is a clear sign of danger and / or desire it's very exciting and draws you into what prapai is going to do next. But also this obvious sense of confidence that prapai has in this moment he's sure of himself.

Then the purple and blue that looms over sky and then both them! (Heavily when they get into the bedroom scenes) It's kinda an ultraviolet and indigo hue. As I said again, it's so intriguing. It's passionate and intense these two when they clash intimately. Watching them talk, you have a sense of mystery cause you don't know what's gonna happen.

And this insight into the way it's shot they make prapai look like this big bad wolf. And sky looks very much so innocent and somewhat lost for words. I mean he probably is thinking of how handsome this man is, this man who just saved him. And having a sliver of hope that this guy is actually not like his ex. Because as we know sky being there already brings up a lot of unwanted feelings because he knows of this place because of his ex. And so he is surrounded as he says with a bunch of a holes because they were associated with his ex.

Also while we're here the way prapai proposed the choice for sky to leave with him or just leave the race track on his own. Cause It's at least clear to me that prapai wasn't forcing sky he gave him a choice! Prapai wouldn't have even stopped sky if he wanted to leave he would've let him go.

(Also they've shown us how pai treats the ppl he sleeps with and he's actually very kind to them he's very gentle and overall a really decent guy)

Sky chose to sleep with prapai to pay back the favor. He made that conscious decision, and you don't have to like it, of course, but he did. And it was very much a necessity as he says himself but we can also see how very much sky was in charge of it all. Cause Sky most likely was very much attracted to pai, but after pai started talking, he proved Sky's point of what he thought. Maybe prapai wasn't, and that's an asshole. Also sky is very emotionally and mentally broken he thinks so low of himself he self- loathes a lot and so he feels that he put himself in this position and sadly he believes it's all that he's good for.

When sky leaves his place we see him have this regretful look and he says it everyone he runs into is a asshole prapai is a asshole very badly of prapai which is understandable so when you know that he now

And it's telling cause prapai tells him as we know in ep 13 he wished he would have met him sooner. After hearing sky bare his heart out about everything he had went through. And sky says it's okay cause they did eventually. Especially when you know the circumstances of how they met and as know it wasn't the ideal meeting. It made Sky's first impression of prapai not look so good in the beginning. But for sky saying we did meet and he wouldn't have changed anything about how it happened. Because if he did he probably wouldn't be where he is now.

So when they go for the second round, they show sky's face, and you can see him here, forcing himself and his clear detachment from it all although he chooses to go again. After praipai initiates, he's disappointed at himself. He's mad that he's lying here in his bed that he's put himself in this position again. While prapai obviously doesn't know anything about Sky atp, when Sky Leaves, he can't even get him to tell him name! because again, for pai, this is just what he does he has one night stands.

And then the scene when sky gets the sunflowers I know sky said he didn't want it and even felt bad that he was about to even trash them but as we know he couldn't and ended up just giving them to the lady at the front desk of his apartment complex lol. But this gesture obviously really touched sky's heart even if he didn't want to actually feel anything about it he did. But immediately he did what he would usually told himself to not get his hopes up basically cause he's the last person prapai would ever actually go for. Sky doesn't want to admit it but he really liked the flowers he chuckled at prapai cheesy yet charming line of "the sunflowers facing the sky I can't be the Sun for you but whenever you see sunflowers remember that this winds watching over the sky" it's the first time someone has shown him a affectionate gesture. His fear of his trauma makes him not want to get close he talks himself out of even entertaining pai cuz a part of him does want to but he's not going to lie himself to do so. It's his obvious clear internal struggle that we see throughout their story sky arc open up his heart but to afraid to let potentially all of that hurt and pain in again.

That's all for now I wanna do this for the rest of their arc in the next coming weeks so I'll see when after love sea ends cause I'll be in my withdrawals lol

[soscarlett1twas]

20% Convergence

↳ You and Elias watch the eclipse together ↳ 540 words / also available on ao3! ↳ A quick, unedited flash piece for the North American eclipse; hope y'all enjoy <3

Elias handed you a pair of glasses, shockingly flimsy for their protection. You opened the wings and pushed them back into your hair.

“How mad will your dad be about this?” It was a partial joke, though mostly not – you’d rather face a bullet than Warden’s wrath.

Elias laced his hands into yours. “Fuck that. Let him be pissed.” And he whisked you out the door, finally done punching in the keycode.

Outside was slightly dimmed, only noticeable through the knowledge that it was supposed to be. The sky was grayer; the shadows uneven and calm; a world seemingly stopped for the hiding sun.

You entertain the thought for a moment. How many were just like them, trailing the sky for a glimpse at the phenomena?

Rough hands glide the glasses down over your eyes and the world goes dark. You open your mouth in protest before they move your head upwards, and it comes into view.

The sun is ablaze, vivid with unpatternable fire, making a color so dark and vibrant it seemed otherworldly. And the moon was nothing, a cookie-cutter to the sun.

It was a reversal in every way: The sun, normally so bright that it defined the moon with its glow, became molded by the umbra.

But above all else, it was beautiful.

Minutes pass as you both bask in the rarity, Elias not letting a moment go without explaining a facet of it. Ultraviolet to orbits mesh in his voice. You barely understood a word, but the passion was familiar.

As the sun became more obscured, you felt a chill seep into the air: Something deeper than any breeze, cold in more than just the temperature. The sun, and thus its warmth, was being cut off.

You draw your hands around yourself, knitting a tight blanket of arms to combat the rising bumps on them. “Maybe we should grab a blanket…” you say, having waited for a moment he seemed to take a dip in his rants.

Elias glances at you before looking back to the sky. Continuing in his explanations, he slips his leather jacket off and places it around your shoulders.

His hands work down from the shoulders to your waist, wrapping them around it before propping his head right where his hands used to be. He constricts, and you’re pulled closer to him. With every breath is a fleeting patch of warmth. Smoke has never smelt so romantic.

You feel like the eclipse: So close, and yet so far. Selfishly, you wish to be closer to him, your lips on his, hands not blocked by the jacket. So you lean in, a kiss peppered to his cheek.

He smiles, pulling up his cheek into a crooked hook – and you look back to the sky.

You stay like that until the moon reaches its zenith, a measly twenty percent of coverage here in California, but alluring all the same.

For a moment, you tilt the glasses down to catch a glimpse of Elias. That ever-growing smile, waxing in rhythm with the eclipse, is all you needed. Even with shaded eyes his affections lay bare. You lean back into his shoulder and let yourself drift with the moon, which began its climb back down.

[mamawasatesttube]

have an excerpt from a current wip of core four at the beach <3

Luckily, Kon doesn’t seem to think anything of it; he just snorts. “Yeah, ‘course, man. And since we’re playing in the water, you’ll need to reapply in two hours. Don’t forget. I mean, you won’t, ‘cuz I’ll remind you, so this is just a heads-up that I will be reminding you in two hours. Got it?”

“I gotta admit,” Tim says, balling his shirt in his hands to cope with how close behind him Kon is standing, “Bart’s kinda got a point. You’re serious about everyone’s sunscreen regimen.”

“You guys are all susceptible to damage from ultraviolet radiation!” Kon huffs. Tim can hear him rubbing his hands together to warm up the sunscreen. “I’m not, ‘cuz Kryptonians have that whole aggressive CRISPR complex thing going on to deal with radiation damage, but you guys don’t have that! Acquired mutations just sit there in your cells and pile up. So excuse me for wanting to make sure you get some protection from that!”

Man.

It’s always hot when Kon starts talking about genetics. He doesn’t even know that he knows way more than the average person, and he’s always so passionate about it, and… man. Tim should say something intelligent about this.

Here goes—

“Yeah, I know you have the CRISPR stuff going on.” Not a bad start, especially given that Kon’s hands have just settled on his shoulders, and they’re warm. His skin is so smooth, so different from Tim’s own calluses. Oh, shit, wait, he’s supposed to be thinking about genetics. “Remember? Hundred failed cloning attempts and all?”  

“Yeah, Rob, kinda hard to forget,” Kon says wryly. His thumbs start rubbing along the sides of Tim’s spine. “Dude, you are so goddamn tense! I need to sit you down for an actual massage at some point. I know you haven’t unclenched since you were, like, twelve, but are you aware that your shoulders are made of, like, literal fucking rocks?”

Tim shrugs, playing it cool to pretend the idea of Kon sitting on his legs and giving him a proper, thorough massage isn’t fucking heavenly. “Well, I haven’t unclenched since age twelve. What did you expect?”

Kon just groans.

[kae-luna]

//WIP Intro Post: Ultra Drive//

Art by Computerizer

//Title: Ultra Drive

//Progress: Writing early chapters, planning for whole (hopefully) series out of order

//Genres: Sci-fi, cyberpunk, dystopian, biopunk, post-apocalyptic, action, LGBTQIA2S+, drama, psychological

//Links: Wattpad | Tapas (Coming Soon)

//Rating: 16+ for violence, blood, possible gore, swearing, and suggestive content

//Content warnings: death, pandemic, sickness, bigotry in general???, war, fascism

//POV: Third person First person. AlexiKa's POV.

//Setting: In the city of Venicula on the island of Arasai and surrounding areas. Takes place in the future.

//Premise: AlexiKa's world was changed forever the day her family was forced to immigrate to the imperial city of Venicula after the Ebony Plague - caused by mysterious spores - infected her home town.

~(Continued under the cut)~

Now a young adult, she works as a courier (and secretly an anti-corporation activist). When going on a delivery for the all powerful Gaia Corporation, she accidentally uncovers dark secrets and ends up infected with the same Ebony Plague that haunted her hometown as a child. But when she survives the illness and instead develops superhuman abilities, she joins a mutant resistance group - who call themselves Ultras - to fight against the Veniculan Empire, the Gaia Corporation, and other mutants with immoral goals.

//Aesthetic: neon and pastel architecture, holograms, dyed hair, tech gear, infrastructure in derelict conditions, overgrown plants, eco-friendly technology

//Tropes + themes: anti-capitalism, equality, probably found family, female empowerment, globalization, super powers, POC characters, LGBTQIA2S+ characters

//Inspiration: Nausicaa of The Valley of The Wind, Ultraviolet (2006), Aeon Flux (show + movie), Alita: Battle Angel (movie, OVA, + manga), Ghost in The Shell (anime), Fallout (games), 86 (anime), The Last Of Us (games), Blade Runner, The Matrix, 1980s, 90s, and early 2000s in general, vaporwave art, the United States of 'Merica, Sims 4 eco lifestyle

//Characters:

AlexiKa: A young woman with fiery passion and an even more fiery temper, AlexiKa - AKA Lexi - fights for her family's survival in the rough city of Venicula. She hates authority and will gladly fight for you, despite the odds.

Yuki Raiden: Lexi's mom. Japanese. Super sweet and tries to keep the mood positive, even in dark times.

Alessandro: Lexi's dad. An Italian himbo who loves to tinker.

Ellie: Lexi's childhood friend. Super sweet, but a bit cheeky as well. Pacifist. They might have some gay tension.

Empress Vox: Rules the city of Venicula. Politician who does weird parasocial crap over VR/AR. Definitely a good person.

Donovan Vox: Brother of the Veniculan president. CEO of Gaia Corporation.

LaKellan Ramirez: Leader of the Ultra Resistance. Calm and may seem cold, but is actually just a bit awkward and emotionally constipated.

(More coming soon probably-)

//Tags: Ultra Drive, aesthetic, xxx, xxx, xxx...

//Tag list: @digital-chance

//Pinterest boards: Aesthetic inspo | Character inspo

//Playlists: Scenic/Chill - Used for imagining scenery and for calmer scenes.| Edgy - Lots of industrial, trip-hop, metal, and rock beats for angsty, intense, action scenes. Some songs may include explicit content.

//Changelogs:

1.0: Initial Post.

1.2: Added more tags. Added playlist. Added Pinterest board links.

[a11sunday]

TAG DROP ONE.

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[distortionmewtwo]

(@ask-the-fogbound-serpent) Vourison watched the two silently for a moment before letting out a loud groan of annoyance, "If you ask me, the three of your so called 'gods' are all incompetent and petty, but at least the Giratina seems to be marginally better then the other two." He rolled his eyes, "Honestly, they're so small-minded and unable to let anything go that they decide to drag others into their conflict? That is the same kind of attitude that causes realms to collapse in on themselves. At least these ones aren't fighting directly."

With a huff, he turned towards Ultraviolet, his hard voice and expression softening a bit, "But, if you ask me, that previous person had a point. Your Giratina may have saved you for the originally stated purpose, but that does not seem to be the case now. He probably loves you very much, and did not want to tell you the original reason as to why you were saved. It may be a similar deal with the 'champion' of space since they seem to be hidden too, but then again I can't know for sure. I suggest you ask your Giratina and see what he says."

He winced, "Though you should probably take some time to calm down before then. It may not be the most welcoming of places, but now that the Obsidian Gate is open anyone peaceful can visit. Fell free to enter the Hallowed Woods if you like. It'd probably do you both some good being surrounded by the soul energy."

Katharsis bristled. "You have NO right to speak about Dialga in such a manner!!"

"Katharsis, please," Ultraviolet pleaded. "You are speaking to a god perhaps more powerful than Giratina and Dialga alike-"

"That doesn't mean I have to stand by as it slanders them!!" Katharsis was showing no signs of calming down, even tensing like she would jump Vourison, so the frightened and exhausted Mewtwo did the only thing he could do- he put her into a time-out bubble. As she struggled and cursed, he turned back to the Rayquaza.

"P-Please forgive her, Vourison, she is very passionate..! Um- th-thank you, for your words..." He bowed his head as he considered them. "A-ask my father... I can do that... after I calm down, yes...." The very thought twisted the anxious knot in his chest. "Th-thank you for your kind invitation, I will take you up on it sometime..." While he didn't like how Vourison spoke of his father either, he didn't have it in him for more arguing.

@ask-the-fogbound-serpent

[joes-sha-la-la-la-girl]

Love Bites: Chapter 12

Series Masterlist

Warnings: Smut

Tammy’s sister had managed to get all of Y/N’s stuff out and moved it into Tammy's place. Apparently, whilst she had been sorting everything out, Doug had come home but by that point it was too late, Tammy’s sister only had a couple of items left to get and they were all replaceable. Y/N had told her on the phone not to worry about what she couldn’t get, the singer was just grateful that she wouldn’t have to see Doug again. 

However, Y/N now didn’t feel safe going to Tammy’s after the tour was over. As Doug had seen Tammy’s sister moving the stuff out, Y/N knew that he would know where she was. She tried not to let any of that bother her though because now her and Joe could be as open as they wanted to be. 

The tour progressed without any problems for the next week. Both singers were happy that they could finally be out in the open without any worries of being caught.

They had a week off and both bands were booked into a hotel. Joe insisted that he and Y/N share, earning no protest from the Ultraviolet singer, or Sav for that matter, who usually shared a room with Joe and didn’t want to be shut out for hours at a time.

As it was their week off, Joe decided to take Y/N out for a date. The only problem was that he was not familiar with the area and had no idea where he wanted to take her. 

“Why don’t you just go on a walk with her?” Sav suggested when his best friend came to him for advice.

“Just a walk?”

“Well, she’ll probably appreciate something calm after being on tour with us for so long. And it’ll give you the chance to get to know her better.”

“I suppose that could work.”

“You also could find out what sort of stuff she does like for when you plan your next date.” Sav pointed out.

“Okay. A walk then.” Joe still didn’t sound convinced.

“Or don’t if you’re not interested.” Sav shrugged.

“You’re right though.”

“I always am.”

“Funny. I meant that it would be good so I can set up our next date. With that Joe left the room, going back to his and Y/N’s so that they could get ready to go.

*

“This is really nice Joe.” Y/N smiled as they walked around. 

“It was Sav’s idea really.” Joe told her, slightly bashful, that he almost turned the idea down.

“Well either way, I’m having a nice time. I don’t like to go too overboard with dates y’know.” She said, unknowingly giving Joe some ideas for their second date. He now knew that she didn’t like to make a fuss. Y/N had also told him what foods she did and didn’t like after Joe had tried and failed to subtly ask her.

“So how come you moved to London?” Joe asked as a short silence fell over them.

“For music I guess. Tammy and I grew up together and always had a passion for music. We used to put on shows for our families. Anyway, we both decided that we wanted to move to London to start a band and our parents didn’t think it would work.

“I met Doug about a week or so after we moved and started dating him. He was charming then mind you. We met Benji in the pub and then Johnny joined after Benji introduced us.”

“Wow. I’m sorry your parents weren’t more supportive.” Joe told her. Y/N just shrugged with a small smile on her face. 

“Worked out though.”

“I don’t know what I would have done if not for my parents. Def Leppard wouldn’t be about, that's for sure.” Joe grinned softly.

The two of them wandered around for a while longer, just talking about their bands and getting to know each other better.

*

When they got back to the hotel, they walked up to their room and stood outside the door.

“I think I am supposed to just drop you off with the promise of another date, but since this is my room too, may I come in?” Joe asked cheekily.

Y/N laughed and leaned up to kiss him gently. “Of course.”

Joe led Y/N into their room, not breaking the kiss. He ran his hands down her sides after he kicked the door shut.

“Jump.” He murmured against her lips before he helped her wrap her legs around his waist. Joe walked, with Y/N clung onto him, to their bed and carefully laid her down. He slipped the dress she was wearing off and was pleasantly surprised when he saw that she was not wearing a bra.

“Oh love, you’re so beautiful.”

Y/N blushed at the compliment and turned her head away from him.

“Don’t hide from me sweetheart.” Joe moved his hands to her face and made her look at him. He smiled at her before recapturing her lips in another passionate kiss. He then trailed his lips down to her neck, quickly finding the spot that made her moan.

When she let out the little whimper he was hoping for, he sucked gently. Y/N pulled away slightly, only to pull his t-shirt off of his head and move her hands down to his belt. Joe quickly helped her, wriggled out of his trousers and underwear before he then took off hers.

Y/N bucked her hips up as she felt his fingers ghost over her.

“Can I ride you?” She asked him in a tone he couldn’t refuse. Joe didn’t say anything as he allowed himself to be flipped over. Y/N reached over and grabbed a condom that was conveniently left on the bedside table. She opened it, discarding the rubbish on the floor and rolled it down onto Joe.

He couldn’t think of anything as Y/N started to grind on him, causing him to let out a groan. “Please love.” Joe begged, earning a smirk in return.

Y/N reached down and grabbed his cock, lining it up and then sinking down on him. Joe gripped her hips so hard that he left white finger marks, however, Y/N couldn’t care less about the future bruises as she adjusted to him inside of her.

Soon enough she started rocking, using Joe’s chest as leverage. One of Joe’s hands left her waist and went to her breast, squeezing it gently and rubbing his thumb over her nipple. 

The attention Jow paid to her breast caused Y/N to go faster. When she started bouncing, Joe let out a gasp and bucked his hips up in shock, going deeper than before. The two of them kept up that pace before Joe had enough and flipped them back around.

It was Y/N’s turn to gasp as she felt Joe start to pound into her. Putting her hands on his back, she dug her nails in, leaving red scratch marks in the process. Joe groaned again at the painful pleasure and leant down to kiss her again. 

The two of them moved in unison, absolutely lost in one another as they chased their highs. Joe could feel Y/N clenching and it brought him closer to the edge. Wanting to make sure she came first, Joe moved his hand down to thumb at her clit.

“C’mon sweetheart. Let go.” He encouraged, not sure how much longer he could last. With a loud curse, Y/N came, triggering his own orgasm. She captured Joe’s lips as he finished and the two of them collapsed together on the bed. 

“Good girl.” Joe cooed as he finally pulled out of her, hoping to sooth her whimper. Joe quickly moved to get the two of them cleaned up before he moved back to where she was lying. 

He climbed in bed with her and with one last peck the two of them drifted off to sleep, cuddled up.

Taglist:

@genxrocker

@elliotts-personal-property

@friccinfricks

@i-love-def-leppard

@vintagerocknrollgirl

[imb3rs]

⊹₊⟡⋆   kaylee   kaneshiro   +   they/them   ⊹₊⟡⋆   blasting   back   in   black   by   ac/dc   through   their   airpods   is   HARLOWE   SAITO-BRENNER   .   oh   ,   you   don’t   know   them   ?   they’re   the   twenty7   year   old   musician   who   just   went   viral   for   getting   into   a   physical   altercation   with   the   paparazzi   after   a   camera   got   a   little   too   close.   talk   about   a   catfight!   .   yup   ,   the   one   that   drives   a   triumph   scrambler   1200   .   i   hear   they’re   pretty   +resilient   ,   but   others   have   claimed   that   they’re   quite   -blunt   .   that   makes   sense   ,   considering   they’re   often   labeled   as   the   deadpan   snarker   .

[  ✰  ]  WANTED  &  ESTABLISHED  CONNECTIONS  (  WIP  ).

penned  by  HECATE  (  she/her  ,  21+  ,  pst  )

001.     ↻     BASICS  .

[  ✰  ]  full  name:  harlowe  yumi  saito-brenner

[  ✰  ]  nickname(s):  n/a

[  ✰  ]  age:  27

[  ✰  ]  date  of  birth:  10/31

[  ✰  ]  place  of  birth:  los  angles,  ca,  usa

[  ✰  ]  ethnicity:  japanese,  white

[  ✰  ]  nationality:  american

[  ✰  ]  gender:  non-binary

[  ✰  ]  pronouns:  they/them

[  ✰  ]  orientation:  bisexual  /  biromantic

[  ✰  ]  language(s)  spoken:  japanese,  english,  spanish

[  ✰  ]  mbti:  ESTP

[  ✰  ]  element:  air

[  ✰  ]  zodiac:  scorpio

[  ✰  ]  character  inspiration:  johanna  mason  (  catching  fire  /  the  hunger  games  ),  haley  graham  (  stick  it  ),  stiles  stilinski  (  teen  wolf  ),  tory  nichols  (  cobra  kai  ),  donna  troy  (  dc  comics  )

002.     ↻     BACKGROUND  .

NOTE:  this  is  a  quick  summary  /  tldr  of  harlowe's  background  .  for  a  more  detailed  bio  ,  please  CLICK  HERE  !

born  into  a  legacy  of  professional  athletes  and  entertainers  in  los  angeles  .  harlowe  saito-brenner  starts  their  acting  career  at  age  5  as  one  half  of  the  saito-brenner  siblings  that  often  made  appearances  in  various  auditions  and  landing  themselves  in  small  roles  before  getting  their  big  break  .  they  later  gain  fame  after  being  cast  as  jenny  humphrey  in  gossip  girl  ,  alongside  their  brother  .  while  initially  successful  in  acting  ,  harlowe’s  passion  for  music  took  over  ,  leading  them  to  form  their  band  ultraviolet  .  the  band  eventually  gains  critical  acclaim  with  its  first  two  albums  .  and  after  a  brief  hiatus  to  attend  juilliard  ,  harlowe  has  returned  to  music  full-time  ,  with  their  band  now  based  in  los  angeles  .

003.     ↻     HEADCANONS  .

NOTE:  this  is  a  work  in  progress  so  more  will  be  added  at  a  later  time  !

career  claim  /  inspo:  taylor  momsen  /  the  pretty  reckless

obtained  a  bachelor’s  in  music  with  a  focuses  in  composition  and  piano 

started  their  band  ‘  ultraviolet  ’  at  the  age  of  16.  initially  was  the  drummer  ,  lead  singer  and  songwriter  for  the  band  but  has  transitioned  to  being  just  the  lead  singer  and  songwriter

owns  a  european  doberman  named  kenzo  and  a  black  cat  named  makkuro

did  japanese  jiu  jitsu  as  a  kid  and  continued  into  adulthood  .  they  currently  have  a  blackbelt  !

picked  up  judo  sometime  in  their  teen  years  and  more  recently  kickboxing

collects  vintage  weaponry  (  heavy  emphasis  on  knives  and  daggers  )  and  butterfly  knives

speaking  of  butterfly  knives  ,  always  has  one  on  them  and  honestly  uses  it  as  a  fidget  toy  whenever  they  want  to  keep  their  hands  busy

[jcmarchi]

Erin Kara named Edgerton Award winner

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Erin Kara named Edgerton Award winner

Class of 1958 Career Development Assistant Professor Erin Kara of the Department of Physics has been named as the recipient of the 2023-24 Harold E. Edgerton Faculty Achievement Award.   Established in 1982, the award is a tribute to the late Institute Professor Emeritus Harold E. Edgerton for his support for younger faculty members. This award recognizes exceptional distinction in teaching, research, and service.

Professor Kara is an observational astrophysicist who is a faculty member in the Department of Physics and a member of the MIT Kavli Institute for Astrophysics and Space Research (MKI). She uses high-energy transients and time-variable phenomena to understand the physics behind how black holes grow and how they affect their environments.

Kara has advanced a new technique called X-ray reverberation mapping, which allows astronomers to map the gas falling onto black holes and measure the effects of strongly curved spacetime close to the event horizon. She also works on a variety of transient phenomena, such as tidal disruption events and galactic black hole outbursts.

She is a NASA Participating Scientist for the XRISM Observatory, a joint JAXA/NASA X-ray spectroscopy mission that just launched this past September, and is a NASA Participating Scientist for the ULTRASAT Mission, an ultraviolet all-sky time domain mission, set to launch in 2027. She is also working to develop and launch the next generation of NASA missions, as deputy principal investigator of the AXIS Probe Mission.

“I am delighted for Erin,” says Claude Canizares, the Bruno Rossi Professor of Physics. “She is an exemplary Edgerton awardee. As one of the leading observational astrophysicists of her generation, she has made major advances in our understanding of black holes and their environments. She also plays a leadership role in the design of new space missions, is a passionate and effective teacher, and a thoughtful mentor of graduate students and postdocs.”

Adds Kavli Director Rob Simcoe, “Erin is one of a very rare breed of experimental astrophysicists who have the interest and stamina not only to use observatories built by colleagues before her, but also to dive into a leadership role planning and executing new spaceflight missions that will shape the future of her field.”

The committee also recognized Kara’s work to create “a stimulating and productive multigenerational research group. Her mentorship is thoughtful and intentional, guiding and supporting each student or postdoc while giving them the freedom to grow and become self-reliant.”

During the nomination process, students praised Kara’s teaching skills, enthusiasm, organization, friendly demeanor, and knowledge of the material.

“Erin is the best faculty mentor I have ever had,” says one of her students. “She is supportive, engaged, and able to provide detailed input on projects when needed, but also gives the right amount of freedom to her students/postdocs to aid in their development. Working with Erin has been one of the best parts of my time at MIT.”

Kara received a BA in physics from Barnard College, and an MPhil in physics and a PhD in astronomy from the Institute of Astronomy at Cambridge University. She subsequently served as Hubble Postdoctoral Fellow and then Neil Gehrels Prize Postdoctoral Fellow at the University of Maryland and NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center. She joined the MIT faculty in 2019.

Her recognitions include the American Astronomical Society‘s Newton Lacy Pierce Prize, for “outstanding achievement, over the past five years, in observational astronomical research,” and the Rossi Prize from the High-Energy Astrophysics Division of the AAS (shared).

The award committee lauded Kara’s service in the field and at MIT, including her participation with the Physics Graduate Admissions Committee, the Pappalardo Postdoctoral Fellowship Committee, and the MKI Anti-Racism Task Force. Professor Kara also participates in dinners and meet-and-greets invited by student groups, such as Undergraduate Women in Physics, Graduate Women in Physics, and the Society of Physics Students.

Her participation in public outreach programs includes her talks “Black Hole Echoes and the Music of the Cosmos” at both the Concord Conservatory of Music and an event with MIT School of Science alumni, and “What’s for dinner? How black holes eat nearby stars” for the MIT Summer Research Program.

“There is nothing more gratifying than being recognized by your peers, and I am so appreciative and touched that my colleagues in physics even thought to nominate me for this award,” says Kara. “I also want to express my gratitude to my awesome research group. They are what makes this job so fun and so rewarding, and I know I wouldn’t be in this position without their hard work, great attitudes, and unwavering curiosity.” 

[autisticwriterblog]

Fandom 50 Post 19

I love making lists about my favourite things too much, and that thing is Poets of the Fall at the moment, so, I decided to make a weird challenge for myself. Of course, feel free to do it too, but I only thought this up to satisfy my list-obsessed mind. 🤣

So I thought: why not challenge myself to pick a favourite song from each album, but with some 'rules' to make it more challenging? And this silly post was born.

Putting the 'rules' and my answers under a cut because this got long. 😂

The idea is: pick your favourite song from each POTF album, BUT some songs are struck from the list. You can't pick songs that featured on Alchemy Vol.1, Live in Moscow, or Alexander Theater Sessions, or songs that have an official music video. The point is to start thinking about the more obscure songs on each album.

So the albums look like this after pruning:

Signs of Life - Overboard, 3 AM, Seek You Out, Shallow, Someone Special Carnival of Rust - Fire, Sorry Go 'Round, Gravity, All the Way/4U, Maybe Tomorrow Is a Better Day, Dawn Revolution Roulette - More, Revolution Roulette, Psychosis, Clevermind, Miss Impossible, Passion Colors Everything, Save Me, Where Do We Draw the Line

Twilight Theater - Change, 15 Min Flame, Rewind, Dying to Live, You’re Still Here, Smoke and Mirrors, Heal My Wounds

Temple of Thought - The Lie Eternal, Skin, The Distance, Show Me This Life, Morning Tide, Signs of Life

Jealous Gods - Rumors, Brighter Than the Sun, Rogue, Hounds to Hamartia, Clear Blue Sky, Nothing Stays the Same

Clearview - The Game, The Child in Me, Once Upon a Playground Rainy, Shadow Play, Center Stage, The Labyrinth, Crystalline

Ultraviolet - Fool's Paradise, Standstill, Moments Before the Storm, In a Perfect World, Choir of Cicadas

Ghostlight - Firedancer, Sounds of Yesterday, Revelations, Heroes and Villains, Lust for Life, Chasing Echoes, Weaver of Dreams, Hello Cabaret, Beyond the Horizon

My choices:

Signs of Life - Overboard

Carnival of Rust - All the Way/4U

Revolution Roulette - Clevermind

Twilight Theater - 15 Min Flame

Temple of Thought - The Lie Eternal

Jealous Gods - Brighter Than the Sun

Clearview - The Game

Ultraviolet - Standstill

Ghostlight - Chasing Echoes