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Episode 137: The Apollo 1 Conspiracy Photodump

Image 01: CBS Special News Report of the Apollo 1 disaster. At first, NASA tried to say the astronauts died quickly and quietly. Spoiler alert: they did not. Image 02: TRIGGER WARNING - Final words of Apollo 1 crew. Image 03: Gus Grissom, Edward White, and Roger B. Chaffee pose for a photo at Cape Kennedy, 10 days before their deaths. Image 04: CBS interview footage of all 3 astronauts just days before their deaths. Image 05: CBS Footage of the Liberty Bell 7 incident. Image 06: More Liberty Bell 7 footage Image 07: Discovery’s mission to retrieve the Liberty Bell 7 from the bottom of the ocean floor in 1999. Image 08: The Liberty Bell 7, now on display in the Cosmosphere in Hutchinson, Kansas. Image 09: Gus Grissom’s son and wife speak out about what they believe happened to him. Image 10: Newspaper article about Thomas Baron’s mysterious death. Baron is the whistleblower employee who was working on a 500 page document to present to Congress about the Apollo 1 fire.

[renecarpenters]

This is an absolute moron replying to comments on this YouTube video insisting that the Apollo 1 disaster didn't happen.

What is this stupid obsession?? This is almost as moronic and vile as people who deny 9/11 or the Holocaust! 🙄

[shitpostingkats]

Wait hangon I'm having a thought.

Nahyuta learning Apollo became a defense attorney and immediately reading up on every case he's ever taken. Nahyuta learning about all the events of the past two games. Nahyuta on some international flight, trying to absorb everything that's happened in his little brother's life and realizing the crushing extent of everything he's missed.

[duskyourlocalowl]

More college!au fun facts/hc's

Apollo and Athena regularly listen to Cavetown together. He's also teaching her how to play the guitar.

Hestia stopped doing dorm checks after Ares and Aphrodite got together.(for obvious reasons)

Athena has a younger brother she doesn't know exists.

Ares has sent Apollo to the nurse multiple times for waking him up at the crack of dawn.

Athena used to go to the Aquarium with Pallas her old friend. She can barely look at one with out crying now.

Aphrodite once knocked some dude out with a punch because they were making jokes about her friends

Artemis has a bow and quiver in her room

All of the freshmen call Hestia "Aunt Hestia" because she's a better parental figure then half of them actually have

Dionysus once when ape shit on some random student, and it took Artemis, Athena, and Ares to hold him down. (Get it?)

Hermes has worn drag multiple times. In his dorm room. With Hepheastus in there. Bro gave Hefefuf a bi-awakening /j

Hepheasstus almost threw one of his crutches at Ares because he was talking way to much.

Athena goes to the gyms in the mornings, Ares goes to the gyms in the afternoon

Athena has nightmares about Pallas an old friend almost every night, and she also has some about her mom.

[ericartem]

The Costs of Greatness

Content 18+ The pursuit of space—an endeavor both divine and daring—has always been a double-edged sword, with one side gleaming with progress and the other smeared with the indelible ink of human cost. Both NASA and the Soviet Union, for all their ideological divergences, wrote chapters in this story where the ink was blood. It is tempting to think of these losses as mere data points in the…

[joshoconnaissance]

This could be the worst disaster NASA's ever experienced. With all due respect, sir, I believe this is gonna be our finest hour.

APOLLO 13 (1995) dir. Ron Howard @pscentral take two event: from your decade (or the #1 film at the box office the day i was born)

[i-heart-emos]

Drunken mess /Luke castellan

Pairing: Luke x fem Apollo!reader

Warnings: underage drinking(drink responsibly please), mentions of being drunk, some cussing,little suggestive dialogue

Summary: what happens when the Dionysus cabins and the Hermes cabin team up nothing good that for sure

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You and Luke had learned one thing when you both drink nothing turns out well. Both of you being wild troublemakers end up spray painting on the cabin and wake up with little to no recollection. But since you both wanna keep your positions as head counselor of the Hermes and Apollo cabin you decide that only 1 of you should drink. But you guys don’t drink an awful lot, the only real time is when Hermes and Dionysus kids team up and all hell breaks loose.

“Hey love hear about the party tonight” Luke asked leaning on your cabin doorframe

“Of course everyone’s been talking about it” you respond continuing to pick up your room

“Your going right” Luke asked walking over to you

“Only if your going pretty boy”

He wrapped his arms around your waist slowly kissing your neck

“You know it” he mumbles into your neck

“Ugh get off of me I need to do this and your distracting me” you whine

“Alright fine see you later” he said laying a quick peck on your lips before he leaves he stops and turns to you “can you wear that red dress I really like”

“Of course”

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As your getting ready you start looking threw your closet for your red dress. Your hands swipe through all of your clothes finding your red dress. It’s not bright red more of a maroon it’s had v neck line and black lace over it. You go over to your jewelry box and pick out a silver cross. After you come out of the bathroom you hear Clarisse whistle

“Sometimes I forget your a daughter of ares not Aphrodite” Clarisse states looking you up and down

“Why thank you” you say walking over to your shoes picking long black boots.

As you grab your black clutch you hear someone knock on your door. Just as you turn to the door Luke walks in. You watch his eyes widen as he looks you up and down.

“Gods you look…gorgeous” he finally finished making you cheeks heat up as a big grin appears on your face.

“Don’t look too bad yourself castellan” you say smirking at him seeing him still looking flustered. When he finally shakes out of his daze he puts his arm out.

“Mlady” you grab his arm and smile

“Why thank you kind sir”

“Have fun kids use protection please” Clarisse scream from the back

“CLARISSE WHAT THE HELL” you holler back at her vulgar statement. You hear her laughing loudly as you leave the cabin with Luke

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One you guys enter the amphitheater your hit with the smell of alcohol. Everyone seems a little crazier you can immediately tell this has something to do with the Hermes kids or the Dionysus kids. You slightly turn to look with a stern look on your face

“Luke is it just me or does it smell like alcohol”

“No idea what you’re talking about” he says with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

“Luke Castellan don’t you dare gaslight me” you state sternly giving him a mean glare.

“Alright the Hermes kids and Dionysus kids might have teamed up to get some alcohol”

You know the Hermes kids where troublemakers as it is but the Dionysus kids too that’s just a recipe for Disaster. Then again there not your cabin so you shouldn’t have to worry right.

Luke gave you a stare that basically read ”are you gonna judge me because I let my cabin run a muck and buy no steal a bunch of alcohol.

“It’s fine they deserve to have a little fun” you finally state making look grow a big grin on his face and plant a big kiss on your cheek

“Ugh you two are absolutely disgusting” says a voice from your side. You turn to see Chris there holding two beers

“ here one for you and one for your girlfriend” Chris says handing Luke the two beers

“Oh no the girlfriend isn’t drinking tonight someone’s gotta watch the kid” you say motioning to Luke. He just crosses his arms and rolls his eyes with a pout on his lips

“Well guess I’ll just have to drink for the both of us” Luke says before downing the first beer and moving on to the second

“Woah there tiger slow down” you put your hand on Luke chest

“Don’t worry I will I’m gonna go find Chris” he says running off you chuckle to yourself as you go find one of your Aphrodite friends and talk with her for a while

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It’s starting to get let and you can feel the party slowly getting crazier. Suddenly you feel a pair of hands on your waist. You turn around and see Luke flushed cheeks big smirk on his face as he continues to rub your hips up and down.

“Hi there princess” he says nibbling on your earlobe

“Woah someone’s eager” you say back as he slowly moves his hands to your ass.

“Hey hey how much have you had to drink” you ask looking into his eyes which are already staring at you

“Only 3 beers” you look at him with an arched brow “Ok maybe like 5…6…7”

“Gods Luke are you serious shit your gonna be so hungover tomorrow”

“Hahaha-I-am-aren’t-I” He attempted saying but it was almost incoherent either how much he was hiccuping between sentences.

“Wow your so beautiful look at those eyes” He slowly brushed you curtain bangs away from your face. “You wanna know something funny”

“What love” you say as he continues to hold your face

“I’m gonna marry you one day I’ve pretty much planned are dream wedding oh and kids I definitely want 3 all boys there gonna be so handsome cause there gonna look like you” he states giggling quietly to himself. After all that you look at him stunned

“Your so adorable luke” “your even cut-“ he goes to say but is interrupted by himself bending over and puking all over your shoes.

“Oops sorry love” he said “here let me kiss it better” he goes in for a kiss but you immediately push him back

“Oh definitely not with your throw up mouth let’s go and get you cleaned up alright handsome boy”

“Whatever you say pretty girl”

You gently take his hand and drag him back to the Hermes cabin which proved to be a harder task you first intended with him being is freakishly tall and stumbling everywhere like a deer in ice.

When you finally make it to the cabin he attempts to lean on the doorframe of the cabin to immediately fall.

“Oh my gods Luke” he scrambles getting up you find his bunk and prep his bed your grab a trash can and put it next to his bed in case he needs to throw up. You also put up his pillows so he doesn’t throw up in his sleep. When finally get him in bed and go to leave he screams your name

You turn around seeing him with a large pout on his face

“Pleaseeeee stay with me” “oh alright you big baby I’ll stay with your” “yay” he silently cheers and you slip in next to him kissing his forehead and watching as his breathing evens out.

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Bonus:

“That’s right boy get it all up” you say rubbing Luke’s back soothingly as he throws up in the toilet

“Ugh I’m never drinking again”

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A/N: I’m so sorry this took me so long to make I’ve been super busy with classes but if you like anything you want me to write requests are always open your can read my requesting rules other than that hope your having a great day remember to eat and drink water ❤️❤️

[stuck-in-jelly]

5, 12, and 25 for Corvus👀

YES!! BIG SWING!!!

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Im gonna cheat a little here but only because the first one isnt a song but it is SO Corvus and Soren night-watch coded

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Vi please you know I have SO MANY headcanons for him I love him so much 😭😭 I’ll just list 3 for the sake of this post

1. If Soren wasn’t there Corvus would be the strongest person in the Crownguard. When the trainees really want a challenge they will go up against Corvus though no one side from Soren has been able to beat him.

2. Despite being a good baker that could rival the likes of Barius if he really tried, Corvus doesn’t like sweets! He avoids honey in his tea, only takes his coffee black, and sugary pastries make him queasy. Everyone feels a little bad whenever he bakes something for them but doesn’t have a bite. However, it is for the best as learned from the disaster of the Belly Full of Jelly competition.

3. Corvus’s bedroom is almost entirely empty. He has his cello, his boots, a blanket and single pillow and thats it.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

When we were first introduced to Corvus definitely thought he was intimidating I remember thinking “these kids better have a GOOD explanation by the time he catches up

Now he got those big doe eyes, the most unintentionally goofy reactions, and I love him

[cornertheculprit]

okay along the lines of my last reblog because i've been thinking....alright. i am a big disliker of aa5/aa6 for their complete character/storyline annihilation alone. if you've been on this blog for like a day it's probably obvious. that being said! i'm one of those people who's just like. welp. whether i like it or not it IS canon and i just gotta work with what i'm given. it is what it is.

now! that being said. i fucking love the complicated relationship between phoenix and apollo. i think it's fucking awesome and i hate how badly it was nuked in aa5/aa6. so one idea i love to play hot potato with in my head is that while apollo is in khura'in, thalassa finally gets her shit together and she and phoenix break the news to apollo and trucy that they're related. and the main thing i'm really fixated on is the idea that phoenix withholding information from apollo, AGAIN, after phoenix seemed to be getting better and things weren't like they were in aa4 anymore, kind of moves apollo more towards the idea of bouncing back and forth between khura'in and the states once everything calms down, as opposed to being gung-ho for completely settling back down in the states one day like he said he would at the end of aa6.

and i think this change would come as a result of the difference between apollo in aa4 and apollo after aa6, which is that apollo now has options—in aa4, apollo is completely and utterly on his own, with the exception of clay (who wasn't even in the game. and there's only so much a best friend can do). he spent two months unemployed because he literally didn't want to ever see phoenix wright ever again after the disaster that was his first trial. he said it himself:

Apollo: Two months have passed since Mr. Gavin's arrest. My first trial, and I lost both my mentor and my job. Yeah, I'll admit it. I was screwed. But even when I hit bottom, I told myself I'd never come here. Honest.

he was desperate and STILL didn't want to go there. he only came to the wright talent agency because phoenix literally called him on the phone (And Still Did Not Tell Him A Damn Thing Except "Help! We're in big trouble here at the office! Big!"). but in aa6, he has his own law office and he's reconnected with his long-lost brother, who cares about him, wants to work with him and is also A Literal Prince. even if everything in his life were to explode at once, apollo now has the forever option of fucking off to khura'in and just hiding in the palace for the rest of his life (not that he would do this. but the option is There). he's in a far more comfortable position than he was in aa4 to sort shit out, and phoenix hiding the knowledge of his mother from him is something different than the shit phoenix was pulling in aa4, because. well. it's personal!

the shit phoenix pulled in aa4 can be rationalized; for example, kristoph was the killer in 4-1, but they absolutely needed a piece of conclusive evidence and apollo just so happened to be collateral. which sucks, but phoenix had trucy to think about, and i think he would understand that even if he's still rightfully pissed at phoenix for pulling a move like that (side note: apollo would not have had any legal papers when he got sent to america. i think about that a lot. the entirety of his paper trail background is a lie). but it's one thing to be getting jerked around like a puppet on a string for the greater good—it's another to make an effort to put the past behind you and believe that your boss is doing it too, and for everything to calm down for years, only to discover that he's been hiding the secret of your own fucking mother from you this entire time (regardless of whether or not he actually wants a relationship with her, but that's another post). which just gets worse after aa6 because phoenix was right next to apollo when he was breaking down on the bench about dhurke being dead. like. it's personal this time, and it's even more of a backstab because they're supposed to have moved on from this by now! things were better! everything was fine! and then the rug was pulled out from under him, again, and it's not necessarily a final nail in the coffin because phoenix's daughter is his half-sister (and he cared about her despite that. i don't think it would even really change anything) so of course he's going to be back, but. it's something damn close to it.

so...i think apollo's priorities would shift. i think he would stop planning to come back and properly work at the WAA unless they really needed him for something, like Big One-Off Dramatic Cases or whatever (because athena and trucy are still his friends). i think he'd start to lean more into the fact that he has a foot in both worlds. but i just cannot see apollo going back to working under phoenix after something like that gets dropped on him, because again—being jerked around and stumbling in the dark in aa4 sucked, but at the VERY least, apollo and phoenix weren't that familiar with each other at that point. it sucked but they could only go up from there. and, in line with canon, they did! and then phoenix and thalassa dropped the bomb. and. well. apollo is no longer at rock bottom and out of options. if phoenix tried to pull another phone call trick like he did in aa4 on him i'm fairly certain he'd just get punched again.

[sunshinemorningstar]

If I had a dime for every time my favourite character was an immortal dad who:

1. Really loves his kid(s)

2. Has an often strained, kinda messy, but overall loving relationship with said kid(s)

3. Is bisexual and a disaster (which may or may not be related)

4. Is headcanoned by the fandom to be fluid with their gender

5. Has a complicated relationship with their own parent

6. Has a metric ton of trauma that causes them to engage in ~ehh~ behaviors and mindsets, and which they must work out as the series progresses

7. Originates from religion/mythology

8. And gives off endearingly loser-y vibes

I’d have two dimes. It’s not a lot, but it’s weird it happened twice.

Ps. It’s Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel and Apollo from Trials of Apollo— I have a type and it shows.

And bonus: they’re both associated with music (though for different reasons) and brightness/celestial bodies/stars (the sun is also a star!!)

[mythologyolympics]

Mythology Olympics tournament round 1

Propaganda!

Cassandra in Greek mythology was a Trojan priestess dedicated to the god Apollo and fated by him to utter true prophecies but never to be believed. In modern usage her name is employed as a rhetorical device to indicate a person whose accurate prophecies, generally of impending disaster, are not believed. Cassandra was a daughter of King Priam and Queen Hecuba of Troy. Her elder brother was Hector, the hero of the Greek-Trojan War. The older and most common versions of the myth state that she was admired by the god Apollo, who sought to win her love by means of the gift of seeing the future. According to Aeschylus, she promised him her favours, but after receiving the gift, she went back on her word. As the enraged Apollo could not revoke a divine power, he added to it the curse that nobody would believe her prophecies.

Propaganda from the submitter:

The literal inventor of ‘I knew this was going to happen please I am begging you to LISTEN’ on account of refusing to betray her vows and sleep with Apollo and subsequently getting cursed with “everything you ever foresee will come true but no one will ever believe you”. Also she then got murdered by the wife of the guy who took her home to be his slave after her city was destroyed.

Coyote (Navajo: mąʼii) is an irresponsible and trouble-making character who is nevertheless one of the most important and revered characters in Navajo mythology. Even though Tó Neinilii is the Navajo god of rain, Coyote also has powers over rain. Coyote’s ceremonial name is Áłtsé hashké which means "first scolder". In Navajo tradition, Coyote appears in creation myths, teaching stories, and healing ceremonies. Coyote is a key figure in Navajo mythology, and of all the figures in Navajo mythology, Coyote (Mąʼii) is the most contradictory. He is a shadowy figure that can be funny or fearsome. Coyote is greedy, vain, foolish, cunning and also occasionally displays a degree of power. "In common with Tricksters generally, he serves to test the bounds of possibilities and order." Coyote looks like a coyote in animal form and she looks like a sagacious woman in human form.

Propaganda from the submitter:

Coyote is smarter than Odin, and trickier than Loki. Coyote parties harder than Dionysius and made more stars than Hollywood. You can't fuck with Coyote, because Coyote has already fucked with you.

[lonestarflight]

Apollo Program: Lunar Module (LM) production and names

The Grumman Aerospace Corporation was awarded the contract on November 7, 1962. Originally designated Lunar Excursion Module (LEM), NASA ordered 25 lunar modules (10 test articles and 15 production models) for testing and landing on the moon. This was to go with the 15 Saturn Vs and Apollo CSMs. They were assembled in Grumman's factory in Bethpage, New York.

"There were initially four major subcontractors: Bell Aerosystems (ascent engine), Hamilton Standard (environmental control systems), Marquardt (reaction control system) and Rocketdyne (descent engine).

The Primary Guidance, Navigation and Control System (PGNCS) was developed by the MIT Instrumentation Laboratory; the Apollo Guidance Computer was manufactured by Raytheon (a similar guidance system was used in the command module). A backup navigation tool, the Abort Guidance System (AGS), was developed by TRW."

-Information from Wikipedia: link

After the Gemini 3 spacecraft was dubbed Molly Brown by Gus Grissom, NASA forbade naming spacecraft. For Apollo 9, this changed due to mission controllers in Houston needing a way to differentiate between the two spacecraft.

Between 1969 and 1972, Grumman produced a series of insignias for their Lunar Modules which were distributed in limited quantities to their employees in the form of decals and prints.

Apollo 5 (LM-1): none

Apollo 3 (and later 2) (LM-2): Never used, intended for a mission similar to Apollo 5. The success of LM-1 led to the cancellation.

Apollo 9 (LM-3): Spider

Apollo 10 (LM-4): Snoopy. The LM ascent stage in heliocentric orbit and is the only known one to have survived intact

Apollo 11 (LM-5): Eagle (originally named haystack)

Apollo 12 (LM-6): Intrepid

Apollo 13 (LM-7): Aquarius

Humorously, Grumman sent North American (the manufacturer of the Apollo Command and Service Module) a tow bill sometime after the crew returned. North American retorted back saying they've never sent them a tow bill for the previous missions.

Apollo 14 (LM-8): Antares.

Apollo 15 (originally) (LM-9): never used, on display the Kennedy Space Center.

Intended for Apollo 15 and was the last H-type mission. When Apollo 18 was cancelled, it was decided to make Apollo 15 the first J-type mission.

Apollo 15 (LM-10): Falcon, originally intended for Apollo 16. First of the extended stay series.

Apollo 16 (LM-11): Orion, originally intended for Apollo 17

Apollo 17 (LM-12): Challenger, originally intended for Apollo 18.

Note: this name was reused for the second operational Space Shuttle Orbiter. After the Challenger Disaster, NASA officially retired the name.

Apollo 18 (LM-13): never used, originally intended for 19. It was partially completed when Apollo 18 and 19 were cancelled. Later restored by Grumman workers and is on display at the Cradle of Aviation History and Education Center.

Apollo 19 (LM-14): never used, originally intended for Apollo 20. It was partially completed when Apollo 18 and 19 were cancelled. What was completed, was later scrapped.

Apollo 20 (LM-15): never used, partially completed, scrapped. When Apollo 20 was cancelled, it was intended for modification into the Apollo Telescope Mount. Later the Telescope Mount was integrated into Skylab and this dedicated mission was cancelled.

source, source, source, source, source

NASA ID: MSFC-69-MS-G-1300-27, S67-50927, AS09-21-3183, AS10-34-5087, AS11-40-5946, AS12-46-6726, AS13-59-8566, AS14-66-9306, AS15-88-11866, AS16-113-18339, AS17-140-21370

[screamlet]

2024 Tumblr Top 10

tagged by @rcmclachlan​!!! what a fun journey through time, especially because this is the first time i've been in a tumblr-centric fandom... ever.

Share your top 10 tumblr posts from last year! Visit this site, scroll down to "Find your Tumblr Top 10," type in your username, and select 2024. When you get the results, simply click "Share to Tumblr" and you'll get an auto-generated draft for a post with links and previews. Make any adjustments you see fit.

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1. 558 notes - Nov 9 2024

Another hospital room. Buck takes a deep breath and closes his eyes again, letting it out and hoping he gets back to sleep. It doesn’t happen, though, because his brain catches up to his eyes: Maddie, wearing a yellow paper hospital mask, a hand anxiously on her belly, sitting in the chair next to him with that too-familiar oh-thank-god-you’re-finally-awake face… and Tommy leaning in the doorway.

this is from break and be mended, the 4.5k bucktommy fix-it fic i vomited up literally two days after the breakup aired. the spirit (of anger and spite) moved me i guess

2. 406 notes - Sep 17 2024

so imagine: s8e1, many bees, zero tommy until another last 5 minutes of the episode, the jeep pulling up to this small house...

this little whatever from a week before the s8 premiere when we thought the bees would be something and/or tommy would do anything and/or we would ever see tommy’s fucking house. the dodgeball of apollo missed me on every count.

3. 400 notes - Oct 4 2024

“well we’re so happy the co-pilot’s awake! everything’s gonna be just fine and we can land this plane now” god don’t they know they’re in part two of a three-part season opener, they did this to themselves

this random post from an episode live blog and it wouldn’t have gone anywhere without @dadvans​ and the assist, god this still makes me laugh

4. 232 notes - Dec 8 2024

It’s not until the elevator starts moving that he hears it through the doors: “Tommy! Tommy, wait—Tommy!”

the fic post for a wolf without a foot, my 34k bucktommy fix-it fic that just... 😐 i might write a buck interstitial to this one because buck’s (lack of) presence in it continues to bug me. no promises!!!!

5. 222 notes - Aug 28 2024

The plan doesn't involve kissing Evan, this man he's met three times. Disaster rescue, work tour, basketball disaster, Evan's apartment right now—four times. This is only the fourth time he's ever laid eyes on Evan Buckley, but Evan Buckley hasn't fucking blinked since he stepped into the room. Has Tommy?

for a random wip wednesday, i posted the whole tommy pov scene of The First Kiss from what are your intentions? and it’s still getting notes four and a half months later. this poor man!!! what’s a terrified gay to do!!!!!

6. 214 notes - Dec 11 2024

Tommy has one arm firmly around Buck and one finger pointing at Sal. "I'm from LA. When the hell would I have seen a live chicken?"

aw, this cute @118dailydrabble​ where buck learns about Maurice the Chicken while hanging out with tommy, sal, and bobby.

7. 213 notes - Dec 20 2024

Buck reads to himself: If my grief is violent enough, perhaps he will come back to life again... "Mayday, mayday, mayday, companies respond to an explosion at Harbor Station."

the beginning of blow up that chopper!!!!

8. 204 notes - Nov 16 2024

"Yeah, pretty much. You got some good parts, though. The really good ones." He swallows past the lump in his throat, and means it when he says, "I wouldn't give you any less." "But I wanted all of them," Evan says. "You gave me less, Tommy. Don't think you did me some favor, here. You didn't. You gave me less."

a wip wednesday excerpt from a wolf without a foot, gahhhhhhh yes it still kills me, too

9. 201 notes - Nov 26 2024

my favorite part of the bucktommy breakup fic explosion is seeing each writer focus on THE thing that bugs them most about this breakup and/or breakups in general...

"confessions” aired almost exactly two months ago and man has this fandom been a fucking ride since then

10. 198 notes - Dec 9 2024

unfortunately kinley cafe posits a REALLY interesting coffee shop au where the fluffy gay owners break up and a whole neighborhood has to scheme to get them back together so they don't sell the cafe

where is this coffee shop au!!!!!!!!!!!

tagging: YOU, YES, YOU

[rambleonwaywardson]

Clegan Astronaut AU - Part 2

Part 1

AU Summary: Had some ideas about the boys as modern day NASA astronauts. Taking place in 2025, Bucky is about to head to the moon as mission commander of Artemis III while Buck is back-up commander and CAPCOM on the ground at NASA. Established relationship (obnoxiously in love).

Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who read and liked part 1! I have this whole story very loosely plotted but have no publishing schedule. I'll be out of town this week, so it may be longer before part 3 is up. Also, fun fact, this was originally going to take place in the 70s during Apollo, but I really wanted to write Clegan as out and proud. I think you can see why.

See end notes for term definitions.

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September 8, 2025 Houston, TX

Growing up, Gale Cleven was always just Gale Cleven. Top of his class, quiet but kind, a little something wild but innately good. He doesn’t talk much about his childhood, about his parents. He grew up too fast, learned too early that life is unfair, that people are unkind – even the ones who are supposed to take care of you. He grew up with his head in the clouds, dreaming of elsewhere. He wanted to be someone, to do something. He wanted to fly away. 

So when he needed money to go to college, he took a scholarship from Air Force ROTC. He would become a pilot. He would get a degree in aerospace engineering. He would learn about math and physics, and about the giant universe he dreamed of. He would do something important, something worthwhile, because he needed to be better than the man who raised him. 

Weirdly enough, being an astronaut was never a serious consideration. The space program was about impossible to get into as it was, and getting smaller. The heyday of Apollo and the shuttle were over. NASA was under fire once again in the early 2000s following the Columbia disaster, and space travel just didn’t interest the public, or the politicians, as much as it once did. Gale was fascinated by it, always had been, but he was much more interested in the physics, the math, the engineering. Even as he wanted to be a pilot, he hardly entertained the idea of being an astronaut. 

All of this, until he met John Egan. 

Freshman year of college, a talk, lanky, dark-haired boy with the most beautiful smile Gale had ever seen barreled into their assigned dorm room and hit Gale’s life like a freight train. He called himself Bucky, and he started calling Gale Buck, no matter how many times Gale repeated his actual name. Bucky Egan was also in AFROTC with dreams of being a pilot. A mechanical engineering major, not because he wanted to be or because the Air Force wanted him to be – physics really was not suited to him to be honest – but because he knew NASA would want him to be. And Bucky Egan fully intended to be a NASA astronaut. 

Gale could tell from day one that nothing would stop this boy; he was a force of nature, and if something stood in his way he simply jumped over it. 

What Gale did not know from day one was that, 16 years later, this was the man he would marry. What he did not know was that this man would completely change his life. 

It was John Egan that, one random night during their time in college, drunk on tequila shots, looked at Gale and said “still think it’s crazy you don't wanna be an astronaut. You’d be NASA’s poster boy.”

Gale Cleven was always just Gale Cleven, future pilot and engineer. Until he met John. Now, standing in a crowded bar in Houston, Texas, he’s Major Buck Cleven, astronaut. One of NASA’s poster boys. 

The Hundred Proof Bar, just down the road from Johnson Space Center, is a long-time local favorite of astronauts and JSC employees. It’s decorated with military and space program memorabilia, with a tradition almost as old as the bar itself: once an astronaut goes to space and returns from their mission, they get their astronaut portrait hung on the wall behind the bar, joining a small and coveted community of great pilots, explorers, and scientists. Among the Houston NASA community, having your picture behind the bar almost means more than having it at NASA. 

Over the bartop, Gale stares at his own portrait. Like most of the others, he’s in a bulky white EVA suit, one hand resting on top of a space helmet, an American flag in the background. The photograph was taken nearly three years ago, ahead of his inaugural six-month ISS mission, the culmination of over a decade of hard work in school, the Air Force, and astronaut training. You can read the expression on his face like a book in that picture: pure excitement, like it was everything he had ever dreamed of. 

Bucky’s picture is right next to his. Even though their first missions didn’t coincide, Jackie, the owner of the place and head bartender, insisted that putting them beside each other was the only correct course of action. Bucky looks just as ecstatic as Gale. Soon, though, there will be a new portrait of him in its place, one specific to Artemis 3.

“Here you go, love.” Jackie sets a glass of soda with lemon in front of Gale and he thanks her before taking a sip. He stands there at the bar, one hand on his glass and the other shoved in his pocket, just staring at the photographs. A little legacy to the world that’s representative of something far greater. They’d really made it, in the end.

“I’m proud of you, you know,” a voice says beside him. Gale looks over at Marge and smiles as she wraps an arm around his back and squeezes. 

“Thought you weren’t coming tonight,” Gale says as he hugs her back.

When she steps away, she shrugs. “Miss John’s birthday? He’d kill me.”

Gale laughs, shoving his hands back into his pockets. “Please, you can pretty much do no wrong in his eyes. He’d forgive you.” Bucky had come to love Marge like a sister over the years. Gale was worried at first that they wouldn’t click, back when Marge visited them in college for the first time, but he had rarely been so wrong. They get along like a house on fire, for better or for worse.

Marge shakes her head and chuckles. “No babe, that would be you. Pretty sure John would help you get away with murder if you asked.”

“Who says he hasn’t?”

Marge just shakes her head again. “Well, I just popped in to say hi, wish the birthday boy well.” She pokes Gale in the chest, looking pointedly at him. “I meant what I said. By all means, have fun tonight, but I don’t want to hear about any scandals, okay? I’m good at my job, but the press will have a field day if they get a whiff of the next moon walkers doing anything… unruly.”

“Marge,” Gale says, pushing her finger away gently. “They’re young astronauts. Unruly is their middle name.”

Marge cocks her head and stares him down. Gale tries not to squirm under the intense, disapproving gaze of a terrifying woman several inches shorter than him. “Please just-” 

“HEEYYYY!” Cheers erupt around the Hundred Proof as the front door swings open. Marge sighs and looks at Gale with an expression that says ‘you’re not off the hook and you better do as I say,’ but she drops it. Bucky walks inside, followed by Curt, Rosie, and Alex. He smiles and laughs and shakes hands, thanks people for the birthday wishes, hugs friends he hasn’t seen in too long. The place is packed with astronauts, NASA employees, space program families, and even some Air Force friends that were able to make a quick trip in. Gale turns around and leans back against the bar, watching Bucky work his way through the crowd.

He’s changed into a white tee shirt and an old black leather jacket on top of dark jeans, a timeless look that’s followed him since he first met Gale in college. He’s pretty sure the jacket itself has been with him through many of those years. Once he spots Gale, his smile gets wider and he pushes his way towards the bar. First he leans in and hugs Marge tight. “Happy birthday,” she says, ruffling his hair before he lets go.

“Thanks for coming,” he tells her. “I promise I will not be on my worst behavior tonight.”

Marge rolls her eyes. “That may be all I can ask for.” She pats him on the arm lovingly. “Enjoy yourself, okay?” She looks at both of the men standing in front of her – two men that she still sees as college boys; men who she is endlessly proud of and who also endlessly test her patience. “Sorry I can’t stick around, but I have to fly over to Cape Kennedy in the morning for some press. I’ll see you boys in a few days.”

They both hug her again before she walks off, slipping through the crowd effortlessly even in her heels. Bucky turns and looks at Gale, glances him up and down before breaking into a grin again. “You wore something cute.”

Gale looks down at himself, picking at the cuffs of his shirt. He’d picked out a black on black outfit: some nicely tailored black jeans and a black dress shirt with the top two buttons undone, complete with polished black leather oxfords – a look he admittedly knew would please Bucky with the way it fit his body so perfectly, the way it accentuated his shoulders and his waist at the same time. “Did I?” He asks innocently. Bucky nods, biting at his lower lip. Truthfully, everything looks good on Gale anyways. Gale shrugs, smirking at him. “Well, I live to please.” Before Bucky can really get any ideas in his head, though, Gale leans in and puts a hand on Bucky’s hip as he kisses him on the cheek. “Happy birthday, John,” he whispers.

They’re pulled away from each other by the sound of someone tapping loudly on a whiskey glass. Curt is standing on a nearby table, bringing in the attention of everyone in the room. He glances at Gale and Bucky. “Sorry lovebirds, but it’s not your wedding night yet. Give it a rest so I can say some words about Bucky here.” Gale blushes and pinches the bridge of his nose as their friends laugh around them. Bucky takes a step to the side, but still grabs Gale’s hand in his. Curt nods and goes on. 

“Most of us are here tonight to celebrate Bucky’s birthday. Quite frankly I’m shocked he has this many friends, but thank you for being here.” He laughs with the crowd as Bucky holds a hand dramatically to his heart. “No, really though, Bucky’s an amazing guy. I’m real lucky to know him, and I’m lucky to have him in that Artemis lander with me when we go to the moon in November.” Raucous applause and cheering fills the room at that and Curt puts his hands up as he yells over them that he ain’t finished yet. He looks at Bucky and raises a glass. “Happy birthday, brother. You’ve worked hard to get here, and you deserve every bit of it. May we make history this year!”

Applause rises again, louder now, and people stomp, holler, and shout as Curt motions for Bucky to take his place on the table. He climbs up and takes in the room. “Very touching, Curt, thank you,” he says. “I’m honored to be commander of this mission.”

“Of all the drunks in this joint!” someone calls out jokingly from the crowd.

Bucky laughs and puts a hand up defensively. “Listen, someone’s gotta make a nest for the rest of you dodos. Make sure it’s safe. Just think of me as an overpaid guinea pig. Or, actually, rather underpaid for the circumstances.” This gets some laughter as well, even as no one in the room would ever truly doubt Major John Egan’s capabilities as a pilot or as an astronaut. They all know it’s true, however, that astronauts are not compensated enough for the risks they face. The money really isn’t why they do it though. “I’m not gonna stand here and wax sentimental,” Bucky says. “So thank you all for being here tonight. Now let’s get this party started!” 

–

The evening is a blur of drinks, music, friends, and more drinks. It starts innocently enough, with Bucky making the rounds and greeting everyone he can. He and Gale talk shop for a while with Albert Clark, flight director of Artemis 3, and a few of the flight controllers tasked with monitoring the crew and spacecraft for the duration of the mission. Harry Crosby, FIDO; Jack Kidd, FAO; and Joseph “Bubbles” Payne, GNC. Bucky then declares that they need shots, and he remembers a lot less after that.

At some point, Gale loses track of him while he chats with a few of the engineers at JSC, including a hell of a woman named Helen who flew on the ISS with him. They’ve remained good friends ever since, and she’s about the smartest person and one of the best engineers he knows. He’s happy to talk about EVAs and the astronaut vs. engineer experience working in the neutral buoyancy tank, rockets and lunar rovers, even office gossip and who has the cutest dog (Gale, hands down, no room for objection). But it’s been a long day, and Gale – despite finding himself smack in the middle of the public eye with interviews and networking and photo shoots to the point that he isn’t really sure where he ends and the extroverted facade he’d crafted begins – is starting to feel drained. He talks and he smiles and he nods, but he can feel autopilot starting to take over. He brushes his fingers over the glass in his hand, smearing the cold condensation as he takes a sip of soda water. He’s perfectly sober but the music is starting to make his head pound. He blinks and rubs a hand over the back of his neck.

“Hey Buck,” Helen says, trying to hide her laughter with a hand over her mouth. Gale turns to see what she’s staring over his shoulder at and lets a quiet fuck slip out of his mouth.

“Hold my drink please,” he says to Helen, shoving the glass into her waiting hand before pushing through the crowd to where Bucky is standing in front of the dart board, crouched down so the top of his head is below the bullseye with a hand over his eyes. “And what exactly is this about?” he cries as he pulls Bucky away from the wall.

“Hey!” Curt exclaims, echoed by Alex. They’re both visibly drunk, darts in their hands as they look at Gale with displeasure all over their faces. 

“We gotta settle this, Buck,” Bucky insists, trying to tug away from the hand gripping his arm. Bucky may be bigger and stronger than him, but Gale is more sober by about a thousand miles.

“Settle what?” he asks, incredulous. 

“Well we ended in a tie,” Alex explains, like it makes all the sense in the world. “So now we gotta settle it somehow.”

The four of them stand in a loose approximation of a circle, staring each other down. Bucky has given up resisting and is leaning lazily back against Gale’s chest, fiddling intently with Gale’s fingers. Gale stands with one hand on his hip and the other wrapped around Bucky’s middle, holding the other man still while he tries to make sense of this. “And… the best way to settle that… is to throw darts at your commander? At my fiancé?”

Curt perks up defensively but his words are slurred. “Oh fuck no! We’re throwin’ ‘em above our fiancé.”

“My fiancé,” Gale corrects, as if that’s the most important part of this altercation.

Curt tilts his head and looks at him, his eyes shifting back and forth like he’s trying to make some sort of calculation in his head. Then he nods and points to Gale. “Yeah, yeah. Your fiancé.” He points to himself. “Our commander. Thassit.”

Alex adds, “whoever gets the dart closest to the top of his head wins.”

Gale rubs his face with one hand, groaning quietly. “No,” he finally says.

“No?” Curt asks, pouting. 

“No,” Gale asserts again. “Last thing we need is for John Egan to get kicked off Artemis cause he’s lost an eye. Now give me those.” He pushes Bucky gently to the side – which is met with a grumpy protest – and grabs the darts from Alex and Curt, who are surprisingly willing to hand them over.

“Buucckkk,” Bucky whines, tugging at Gale’s free hand as he gives the darts to Jackie to keep behind the counter for a while. “You’re no fuunnnn. Woulda been jus’ like when Tommy threw one at me tha’ time. Was fine.”

“Curt and Alex are a lot drunker, you dummy. You’ll thank me later.” Very unlikely. He probably won’t remember this later. Gale turns to address all three of the men. “Now go entertain yourselves in less destructive ways.”

–

An hour or two later – who can really say – as the crowd starts to thin out, heading home in hopes of getting some semblance of sleep before a full work day tomorrow, Gale finds Bucky standing at the bar, talking to some of their military friends. Jackie – saint that she is – had switched just about all of them to non-alcoholic beverages some time ago. When Gale tries to pull Bucky away, Bucky pouts and leans against the bar. “Come on, Buck, the night is still young.” It’s past midnight, actually. It’s officially Tuesday, and they have to go to work in the morning. Schedules are packed a couple months out from launch.

Gale shakes his head and wraps an arm securely around Bucky’s mid back, pulling him close. Bucky struggles at first but then pauses, turns his head to press his nose into Gale’s neck. “You smell good.” He sniffs again before Gale feels lips gently kissing his neck, making him freeze and try to keep from blushing too hard. 

“Okay,” he grunts, pushing Bucky’s head away from his collarbone while he tries to wrestle the rest of him away from the bar. “It’s definitely time to go home. Come on.”

Saying some hurried goodbyes, Gale pushes his way through the thinning crowd with Bucky half hanging on his shoulder and half stumbling beside him. Turning to look around is not an easy feat with 6’2 of muscular astronaut weighing him down, constantly switching back and forth between shouting out to friends across the room and trying to kiss Gale anywhere he can reach. But Gale manages to find who he’s looking for. Pushing between a small group of tipsy women with a mumbled apology, he reaches a hand out to grab Rosie by the shoulder. “You seen Alex?” he asks, raising his voice over the music.

“He left a little while ago!” Rosie yells back despite their proximity. Gale doesn’t know if he should be relieved that the number of drunk guys he has to wrangle has decreased or concerned over whether or not Alex was capable of getting home alone. But then Rosie adds, “Macon drove him home, don’t worry.”

Gale nods and steps closer. “You drunk?”

Rosie tilts his head to think for a moment, looks around the room, wriggles his shoulders back and forth like he’s trying to test his balance. “Eehhh.” He holds up a hand and tilts it back and forth in a ‘sort of kind of maybe’ motion.

Gale sighs as he pulls away Bucky’s hand, which is grabbing at his chin, and pins it down at his side instead. “Alright, you’re coming with me,” he says to Rosie. Then he points across the room to Curt, who is dancing on a table with a man and a woman to cheers from the crowd around them. He wonders how many people Curt has kissed tonight alone. “Grab him and meet me outside. Y’all can crash at our place.”

Rosie nods and heads off to extract Curt from… whatever is happening over there. Gale looks at Bucky, who is staring at him with his pupils blown wide. Bucky smiles drunkenly and kisses Gale sloppily on the mouth. Gale chuckles, long suffering, and presses his lips to Bucky’s temple. “I don’t know why I put up with you.”

Bucky taps him on the nose. “Cause you love me.” He can’t argue with that.

–

It takes some wrangling, some arguing, a little bit of threatening, and a lot of protesting, but Gale and Rosie manage to drag Bucky and Curt out of the car and through the door of the pretty ranch-style home on Nassau Bay. The second they walk in, they’re assaulted by two giant huskies all too excited to welcome them home. Meatball – who is really Demarco’s dog but has found himself in a weird co-parenting situation between Benny and Gale as the two alternate space missions and other work trips – just about knocks Curt to the tile floor right at the entryway. Pepper – the one year old husky who Gale and John adopted from a rescue earlier this year – slips and slides her way across the floor in her excitement to press her nose lovingly against Bucky’s legs.

“Hiya Pep!” Bucky immediately drops to the floor by the doorway to give Pepper all the hugs and kisses she deserves, laughing as she, very much not small enough to be a lap dog, wriggles her way into his lap anyways. Curt, meanwhile, stumbles away to the living room. “Couch!” he exclaims, before dramatically collapsing onto the couch and burying his face into a throw pillow.

“Shoes off!” Gale calls. Curt groans but awkwardly tries to kick off his dress shoes to no avail. Rosie rolls his eyes and goes to help. Gale bends down to scratch Meatball under the chin. “Benny’ll be home soon, bud.” He’s been on the ISS for over 6 months now and is due for splashdown next Wednesday. Meatball licks Gale’s hand before running out the door into the yard.

When Gale looks down at Bucky, still on the floor even though Pepper has run outside after Meatball, he’s staring forlornly at his feet. He looks up at Gale. “Buck, can you help me tie my shoes?”

“Your shoes are tied,” Gale says matter of factly, hands on his hips.

Bucky looks back at his shoes thoughtfully, touching the laces with oddly gentle fingers. He tugs halfheartedly. “Buck?”

“Hmm?”

“I can’t get them off.” 

Gale flexes his jaw, unimpressed, and nods. “Mkay.” He kneels down on the floor and carefully removes Bucky’s shoes, sets them neatly by the door. Then he hauls the man back to his feet. As he leads Bucky awkwardly to their master bedroom, he looks in on Curt, who is already passed out on the couch. Rosie had managed to get his shoes off and ensure he wasn't lying on his back. He then peeks into the first guest room where Rosie, mercifully still in his right mind, has already claimed a bed. “You good?” Rosie nods and gives him a thumbs up. Gale nods back. “See you in the morning.” They are in for a hell of a training day tomorrow. The only saving grace is that at least half of Johnson Space Center will probably be just as hung over.

Gale manages to get Bucky out of his jacket and settled on the edge of their bed before he goes about changing out of his own clothes, stripping down to his underwear before pulling on a pair of sweats. He is acutely aware of Bucky’s eyes tracking his every move until he goes into their en-suite to brush his teeth. Once he’s done in the bathroom, he returns to find Bucky staring out the big picture window at the full moon lighting up their backyard. 

He turns his head to look at Gale with wonder in his eyes. “I’m going to the moon, Buck.”

Gale smiles fondly as he sits beside him to look out at the night sky. He wraps an arm around Bucky’s shoulders and presses a kiss to the side of his head. It really is everything Bucky has ever dreamed of, for as long as they’ve known each other.

“Yeah, John. You’re going to the moon.”

--

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Part 3

Terms: EVA = extravehicular activity (space walks and moon walks)

FIDO = Flight Dynamics Officer; monitors the flight path and trajectory of the spacecraft

FAO = Flight Activities Officer; in charge of preparing the flight plan; manages changes in the flight plan and crew activities

GNC = Guidance, Control, and Navigation Officer; operates spacecraft navigation and control software during flight; responsible for spacecraft orientation

ISS = International Space Station

Neutral Buoyancy Tank = giant water tank at Johnson Space Center used to simulate working in zero gravity

[duskyourlocalowl]

I finished their relationship chart! I probably will put all of the relationships, sexualities, characters, and roommates in on big post. We'll see. Anyways here it is! :)

[ddagent]

How about #21 :D ?

21. A movie version of Apollo-Soyuz is released; Margo hates it - Sergei is amused.

Margo Madison stepped out of the shower, robe knotted around her waist, when the in-room telephone began to ring. She quickly padded over to the telephone, already preparing herself for whatever disaster would call her back from London to Houston. However, when she picked up the phone, a familiar accent flooded the receiver. "Margo. Turn on channel 1."

Confused - but more than a little curious - Margo found the remote and turned on the hotel television. On the screen was a movie; it had come out last summer but had seemingly found its way to broadcast television. City on a Hill was a NASA biopic - more serious than Love in the Skies but not without its foray into whimsy. Poole and Morrison had apparently taken their Russian counterparts to a rodeo. Molly Cobb, wonderfully played by Sigourney Weaver, was the one who suggested Poole for the mission rather than a miscast Ed Baldwin.

And the two engineers behind Apollo-Soyuz, Russian and American, were falling in love.

"I can't believe you called me up to make me sit through this garbage."

On the other end of the line, Sergei chuckled. "It is amusing, no? How your Hollywood has taken simple transcripts and turned them into something else?"

Margo winced as her fictional counterpart uttered the 'I'll show me mine if you show me yours' line. But instead of being baffled at American idioms, Sergei's fictional counterpart seemed charmed at her flirtatious response in a full conference room at the height of the cold war. Margo didn't want to see anymore. She was happy to pretend this film never existed. "I'm turning it off, now."

"A little longer, Margo. I want to see what, uh, liberties your Hollywood takes."

Thinking about her own behaviour during the Apollo-Soyuz mission, Margo accepted that any liberties they did take would probably pale in comparison.