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UNIPLAY APOLLO

👉 Age: 5-12

👉 Length x Width x Height: 7300 x 7000 x 5850 (mm)

👉 Weight: 1000 kg

👉 Fall height: 2300 mm

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👉 Safety Area Length: 11100 mm

👉 Safety Area: 72 m²

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Earthrise viewed from lunar orbit. https://history.nasa.gov/ap11ann/kippsphotos/apollo.html

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[hyunverse]

wanting attention from you | fushiguro megumi

✧ gender neutral.

✧ genre | fluff.

✧ requested by anon.

megumi is a secretly clingy boyfriend. god if you're alone with him, expect him to be touching you at all times.

one of his favourite things to do is lay his head in your lap and let you play with his hair.

baby boy understands the need of space, but when you're gone for too long, he gets a little bit sulky.

or if you're spending time with each other and you're not paying enough attention to him, he'd be all pouty.

megumi would try to hide the fact that he’s pouting but it’s literally so obvious.

sometimes he’d summon one of his divine dogs as bait. he knows you adore his dogs so he’ll just casually summon one to make you pay attention to him. his plan backfires a lot though, because you’ll end up paying more attention to the dog than you do to him.

no other room in jujutsu tech feels as comfortable as megumi’s dorm to you. his bed is always made, the linen smells like lavender softener and his pillows are cold. you love the laidback atmosphere in his room.

“yeah! and then he went flying to the titan- oh shit you’re not on that episode yet?”, you speak into your phone as you lay on megumi’s bed. he lays beside you, his stomach on the bed, watching as you talk to nobara. 

megumi lets out a silent sigh. the raven head buries his face into the freshly cleaned duvet, cursing nobara for taking so much of your time in his head. minutes feel like hours when one of your hand isn’t playing with his hair. a tad bit dramatic-- he knows. 

you turn your body towards him, still talking to nobara. on the other side of the phone she’s busy talking about a plot of the story, occasionally making you giggle. lazily, you run your free fingers through megumi’s bed head, you could tell he just washed his hair by how the ends of his hair feels damp. you inch your face closer towards his hair to smell his shampoo, smiling when a subtle smell of peppermint greets your nostrils.

feeling your fingers against his head, megumi perks up his head to look at you. typically he’d be a little subtle with sulking but he wasn’t in the mood to do that. shamelessly, and hopefully, his lips turns into a small pout-- a silent beg for you to put the phone down and smother him with your affection.

you immediately understood. 

“hey, nobara, i’ll call you again later, alright? i need to go”, you apologize, ending the call before the brunette could say anything. 

smiling, you open your arms wide, “come here my love”.

megumi wastes no time to snuggle his head into your chest-- his previous pout turning into a satisfied smile.

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Apollo

Apollo is the Olympian god of the sun and light, music and poetry, healing and plagues, prophecy and knowledge, order and beauty, archery and agriculture. A complex deity who turns up in art and literature possibly as often as Zeus himself, Apollo is the only major god who appears with the same name in both Greek and Roman mythology.

Source: https://www.greekmythology.com/Olympians/Apollo/apollo.html

[apod]

2019 November 9

Saturn the Giant Image Credit: NASA

Explanation: On May 25, 1961 U.S. president John Kennedy announced the goal of landing astronauts on the Moon by the end of the decade. By November 9, 1967 this Saturn V rocket was ready for launch and the first full test of its capabilities on the Apollo 4 mission. Its development directed by rocket pioneer Wernher Von Braun, the three stage Saturn V stood over 36 stories tall. It had a cluster of five first stage engines fueled by liquid oxygen and kerosene which together were capable of producing 7.9 million pounds of thrust. Giant Saturn V rockets ultimately hurled nine Apollo missions to the Moon and back again with six landing on the lunar surface. The first landing mission, Apollo 11, achieved Kennedy's goal on July 20, 1969.

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[hyunverse]

more than friends | gojo satoru

✧ part two for friendzoned

✧ gender neutral

✧ genre; fluff

✧ requested by anon(s)

✧ note. i swear i'll put a "read more" line later. i'm on mobile rn 🗿

gojo satoru is late again. he arrives at jujutsu tech an hour late, a result of him stopping by a few shops to buy sweets. he could've teleported but for petty reasons, he didn't. "could use some fresh air", he'd reason.

you're standing by the field, monitoring your students' activities. you laugh as panda spin nobara around in the air, inumaki running after her flying body. they're currently hard at work, practising for the school event.

at the sight of you, gojo's reminded of your confession to him. he gulps, hoping the bitter taste on his tongue will subside. but it doesn't. the bitterness— harsher than the taste of dark coffee, doesn't leave his tongue. he hates that.

"they're working quite hard", gojo says, casually. as if acting like he's fine would somehow make things fine.

"yeah", you reply, doing the same thing he's doing. acting like the confession didn't happen. maybe if you tried hard enough it'll be like you didn't pour out your feelings at all.

gojo watches as you laugh at inumaki yelling "tuna, tuna" at the top of his lungs, chasing after nobara. he notices the way your eyes shine while you laugh and how you don't even try to hold back your giggles. gojo finds them cute. he wonders why he hasn't noticed those small details before. a voice in him screams, "it's because you're always saying you're attractive, you never notice others' physicals", making gojo frown. that's partially true and he doesn't like that.

"hey, we should get lunch after this", you interupt his thoughts.

the sorcerer looks up. looking into yours eyes, he tries to search for any sign of sadness, awkwardness— anything that'll show how you're affected by his rejection but he couldn't find any. shouldn't he be happy that you're okay? he knows he should, but something inside of him feels dissapointed.

"yeah, my treat".

six times. gojo had glanced at you six times now, all in a span of an hour. the fact that he even counted shows just how self conscious he's feeling at the moment.

you're twisting noodles around your fork, vegetables abandoned at the side of your plate. gojo, sitting right in front of you eats his mochi quietly. an abnormal silence— the man usually always has something to say. you don't complain though, you needed some silence after hours of training your students.

"hey, look at this video", you break the silence, sliding your phone across the table for him to see. hands on the table, your pinky grazes against his. like it's a reflex, you pull away your pinky, leaving gojo even more confused.

the skin contact between you went by so quick, gojo's mind starts to imagine. a picture of you holding his hand pops up in his mind, and he feels goosebumps all over his body. but the memory of you flinching and pulling your fingertips away knocks out all the images out of his head.

they're acting like i'm poisonous, gojo monologues. he watches from the side of his eyes as you put your hands down under the table, tapping your fingers against the wooden table. gojo pushes your phone back to you.

"let's go", he gets up, and you do too. he holds his arm up to you— a muscle memory. he always does that, it's been a platonic thing all these years.

unlike always, you don't link your arms with his.

day by day, gojo starts to understand his feelings. he had realized that they aren't platonic, but he only realized just how intense his feelings are one day at a meeting.

yaga sits at the edge of the table, scanning the reports in hand. you sit between nanami and gojo, legs crossed.

you've always been a professional shaman. you get shit done and you smile at your coworkers. you have fun, and you're dedicated to your work. "classic lovely y/n", people would say everytime one brings up your amazing mannerisms.

gojo knowing you for years is no stranger to those compliments. however, he draws a line when the "compliments" sound like flirting.

"you're a lovely individual, i'd love to work with you someday", nanami utters, before turning his attention back to yaga. gojo can see the blush creeping up your cheeks, and your fingers fiddling with your top.

"flirting in work now, nanami?", gojo wastes no time to call the male out. nanami looks at the sorcerer, an eyebrow raised.

"it's just a small compliment".

gojo grits his teeth. then why does the small compliment irks him so much?

nothing annoys you more than people ringing your door bell when you're sleeping, not even stubborn curses. still in your pajamas you somehow make it to your door (by somehow, you'd stubbed your toe against a furniture and you walked while holding the wall).

"y/n", a drunk gojo slurs. you rub the sleepiness out of your eyes, inviting him in once you've established that it really is gojo.

gojo walks into your house, crashing right onto your couch. the couch you used to watch movies with him on, sharing laughters and screams together. one time you watched the conjuring with gojo, he spent the whole time during the introduction bragging over how he wouldn't be scared but he'd literally jump at the slightest scary things.

"why are you drunk at 3 am, satoru?", you ask, tossing a mineral bottle his way, "sober up".

he groans and tosses the bottle away, leaning his messy head against the burgundy couch. the leather couch lessens the heat he's feeling on his body.

you chuckle before sitting beside him, closing your eyes shut, too lazy to get into bed. you managed to dodge any private interactions with him for the past few months but since he's knocked out, it should be okay, right? plus it's been so long, you're sure (sort of) he had forgotten about your confession.

gojo suddenly hums a song softly, a song you couldn't quite recognize. he pulls your arm and links it with his.

"you're so beautiful", he says. flat out. just those words. knocking oxygen out of your soul.

"satoru?"

"mhm. so pretty", he says again, making you look up at him to see him looking at you. there are some red hues in his eyes, clearly showing the fact that he's drunk.

that's why you're shocked; gojo satoru is an honest drunk. whatever that comes out of his mouth when he's drunk are truths.

"you think so?", you take advantage of his state. a nod of his head causes your heart to blossom.

"yeah like, i like you a lot. because you're like... really cute. especially when you smile. i really, really want to be more than friends".

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