#is that SYNTHESIS

[greypetrel]

Hey you! c:

3 for Cullen and Aisling? 💖

Aaaah Mo, thank you for this!

I am recovering an old idea I jolted out way before starting to post writing and never completed, but which kept living in my mind. Seemed a moment good as any to take it out! :P

Tis the prompt list

No Choir

3. one muse purposefully rests against the other and falls asleep

“Bad day?”

Aisling just grunted in all reply, pouting, as she closed the door behind her and deftly slipped out of her doublet. Left the coat and her gloves hanging on a step of the ladder, she walked on in his office, still pouting and grumpy, towards the desk, with a purpose in her gait.

Cullen knew she wanted a hug, and so he just shifted back with his chair and moved to stand, when another grunt stopped him on his track. With a real question he expressed but with a frown, he stayed where he was, observing the elf circling his desk. She wasn’t in a speaking mood, and so she just, as if it was the most obvious thing in the whole world and they weren’t in the early hours of the afternoon of a day full of work, hopped on his chair and sat on his lap, knees resting at the sides of his hips and arms sneaking inside his cape to hug him. She pressed herself flush against him, tucked her head beside his and sighed deeply directly on his neck, finally content.

“I know.” Cullen chuckled, hugging her back. “It’s been a shitty day. Could have been better if you had slept enough last night.”

“I don’t remember you complaining, Commander.”

She teased, pressing a kiss where his jaw met his neck and giggling as he moved and his stubble tickled her cheek. Which earned him another kiss.

“Do you want me to take off my armour?”

“No, I would need to move. It’s too comfy and warm for that.”

She sighed, getting comfortable where she was. She was probably the only person finding the fur of his cape fluffy: as much as Cullen doubted her perfectly delivered explanation that it was fluffy because it was on him, he felt it on his neck, and fluffy it wasn’t. She seemed to be relaxing nevertheless, tho, back slumping as much as her stays allowed and arms growing lax around him, shoulders sagging minutely. He didn’t complain, anyway, hugging her tighter in a silent way to thank her and show her he cared and appreciated.

The pile of reports he was tackling before she barged in, tho, kept on looming ominously at him from the table, and as much as he would have loved to just slouch down his chair, untangle Aisling from him for just enough to take his breastplate off to feel her close and warm against him as she napped and he relaxed, he really couldn’t.

“I really should get some work done.” He told her, begrudgingly.

“Do I bother you, if I stay here?”

“Not at all, if I don’t bother you if I write.”

“Not at all.”

His turn, now, to turn his head and press a kiss on her cheek, where he could reach. He let it linger for just a moment more, and nuzzled her some more with his scratchy chin right after, eliciting a giggle he know was there every time he did so.

And with that, keeping one hand on his back to sustain her as he shifted and moved to turn the chair back to the desk, and grant him reach of the current reports and his writing materials. He got comfortable and she did as well, once he told her he was ready. One more thing, tho…

“I have a meeting in a hour.”

“Wake me up?”

“Of course. Sweet dreams.”

“They will be.”

He kissed her again, on the bare shoulder he could reach, past the shoulder-strap of her camisole and stay, directly on warm, smooth skin. As he regretfully got back to work, he felt her sighing in contentment and melting against his frame, slumping forward and slightly on the right, surrected by his arm as she quickly fell asleep.

“I hate sleeping alone.”

She had confessed, weeks ago when he asked her why she asked him constantly if she could slip into his bed, whenever she was at Skyhold. Even just for sleeping. She told him that the first time she spent the night without anyone in close proximity was when she made it to Ferelden for the Conclave, and that she never really got the taste for big beds just for her. That she slept really well just when they were travelling and camping. Truth to be told, he slept better too when she was there and hugged him through the night, keeping close even in sleep. And if he didn’t, she was there to help after he woke up with nightmares.

He hugged her closer, suddenly grateful of the reminder, even if he got himself distracted thinking of it.

And thinking better about everything, maybe he could let that report down, slip a little forward on the chair, hug Aisling’s back with both hand and rest with her. He didn’t have her power of falling asleep in the span of five minutes whenever and wherever she wanted, but he could get some rest with her, for ten minutes at least.

She would be back on the road all too soon, leaving him even too much time for work. He also missed she wasn’t awake to tease him about it.

[very-gay-alkyrion]

Like to charge, reblog to cast

[unevenpatterns]

I work in an organic synthesis lab, so pretty fucking bad when it comes to the amount of different toxic chemicals. My guess is we have +3000 bottles / containers in our department alone, but nobody knows the exact number.

From what I can tell through a bit of detective work, the chemicals have not been properly checked for at least a DECADE.

I wish I was making this up. I was hired to fix things and I'm trying, but today scared the crap out of me.

I found in no particular order:

- Hydrofluoric acid. Improperly marked and stored for ?? Years and unknown percent solution. It had turned green. We do not own the antidote.

- 5L 40% hydrogen peroxide. Unknown age but guessing at least 10 years. I had to open it to ensure no pressure built up 🙃

- a cabinet full of solvents that have been there for a minimum of 8 years. Includes at least 2 peroxide forming liquids and it's unclear whether they are stabilised.

For those who don't do chemistry these 3 are respectively: death upon skin contact, explosive risk and bad explosive risk with cancer bonus.

I have retreated to my office for a break to contemplate what the fuck to do about all this.

[todays-xkcd]

Our lawyers were worried because it turns out the company inherits its debt from the parent universe, but luckily cosmic inflation reduced it to nearly zero.

Helium Synthesis [Explained]

Transcript

[Hairy sits on an office chair at the head of a conference table and has his hands on the table, with Cueball and Megan also at the table.] Hairy: These helium shortages every few years are such a pain. Hairy: Our company needs a reliable source of helium.

[The same situation, but now Hairbun is also seen at the table on the left side of Cueball. Cueball holds a cellphone in his left hand, which Megan looks at.] Hairbun: Where does helium come from, anyway? Cueball: Hmm, apparently most of it is from "Big Bang nucleosynthesis"? Hairy: Well, let's figure out how to do that.

[Hairy, Megan and Hairbun are working on a large machine labeled "Big Bang Nucleosynthesis," with Megan holding its wired control device in her left hand.]

[Two panels depict another Big Bang, followed by various stages of cosmic development, including galaxies and planets forming, shown in white on a black background.]

[The scene returns to the same conference room setup as before, with the characters in the same positions. Text at the top reads: "14 Billion Years Later."] Hairy: These helium shortages every few years are such a pain. Hairy: Our company needs a reliable source of helium.

[keuwibloom]

(Slight TW/CW for injury)

With how their whole positivity/negativity thing works (and that they're the only ones who can mortally wound each other), what if Dream and Nightmare aren't able to physically touch anymore?

Imagine, in the past, the brothers' main love language was physical touch (hugs, play fighting, etc). But after they ate the apples, the negativity and positivity act like poison to the other as a defense mechanism.

Any prolonged contact will burn Dream and make Nightmare's corruption boil and melt. It is extremely painful for both of them.

Imagine how this affects them in Parallel Synthesis.

When after all the fighting, after they've settled on a truce, after they've found peace and are able to actually be brothers again,

there will always be that one thing they can never have back.

Btw this takes place during the lunch meeting mentioned here! The stars and the gang decided to have an outdoors lunch :]

Dream and Nightmare belong to Jokublog

[chemblrish]

11 May 2024

Here's what's left of the semester:

four weeks of classes (only four?!?! Ahhhh!)

one analysis in ochem

one synthesis in ochem (when am I supposed to do it?!)

two pchem labs

two ochem tests

one final

I am totally not freaking out. It's fine I'm fine okay I'm fINE

[sweetlithium]

Fallen photo outtakes from 20th anniversary edition 💙🩵

[steveyockey]

when art tells tashi in the applebee’s parking lot that he wants to kiss her but he’s worried she’ll think he’s the worst friend in the world as a DIRECT callback to her telling him she thinks he might be the worst friend in the world after he tried to sow discord in tashi and patrick’s relationship back at stanford (which worked about a billion times better than he could have imagined) it’s like. hey, remember how I’m the biggest fucking snake who will fuck over my best friend to get what I want even when I only learned to want it from him? AND SHE’S INTO THAT !!

[trilobitepunch]

I asked the resident angst fairy for sketch ideas earlier so here, have a sketch dump.

2 AUs and one OU.

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[glitchphotography]

Capybara Tryptich

Glitched using @aitso circuitbent "My First Sony Electronic Sketch Pad" // 2024

[lycoristyx]

I made this specifically in a response to a tweet, but... he's kinda silly so I'm sharing him here, too (even if he has no context now) 😭

Also! Thank you so much to everybody for your support and birthday wishes on my previous post! I was away and had very poor internet so couldn't properly respond or say thanks then, so I'm doing it now 😖

[qqchurch]

a yuri where a trans girl becomes the first priestess of a goddess who turns all her followers into girls

[townslore]

and as his smell on my pillow fades, his cigarettes might stay [pro/ship dni]

[corneille-moisie]

source

[nullapophenia]

Euphoria

line weight/vague lighting test :)

[keuwibloom]

Its been a while since ive posted anything Parasynth, so I thought id make these polaroid-inspired drawings to make up for it!

As an added bonus-- I have nicknames for the guys! I actually made these a while back, but I figured id post them here for organization purposes, and so its easier to differentiate when talking about Parasynth.

The nicknames + my reasons behind choosing them listed below the cut!

Blue "Polaris" - Also known as the "north star", polaris is the only stationary star in the night sky, commonly used as a compass for navigation. A star that symbolizes stability when you've lost your way.

Dream "Apollo/Pol" - Named after the Greek god of the sun, music, medicine, and archery, twin brother to Artemis. Went with this because of the twin thing and sun symbolism, plus the healer and archery association.

Ink "Opal" - Opal is a gemstone that shines with rainbow colors. A true opal gem also has a base color of white, which fits with Ink's whole thing. Ink also calls others "pal" so I thought the name would be a nice reference to that.

Axe "Condor/Kon" - A large scavenger bird, related to the vulture. One species of it is the largest flying bird in the world. A condor's head also has no feathers, which kinda reminds me of Axe's skull.

Nightmare "Artemis/Arte" - Named after the Greek goddess of the moon and the hunt, twin sister to Apollo. Chosen for the same reasoning as Dream's nickname. Artemis is also the goddess of wilderness and wild animals, which fits with the gang (in a "they're a group and they are dangerous" way).

Killer "Shrike" - A cute little passerine bird that is known to impale its prey on sharp things, usually thorns. Shrikes are also known as "butcher birds". I think it fits with his vibe, plus shrikes have these black markings over their eyes that remind me of Killer's eyes.

Dust "Owl" - A nocturnal bird that has eerily silent flight and large eyes that reflect light in the dark so it looks like its glowing. I was in between this one and "Kestrel", but I feel like Owl fits Dust's general vibe better.

Cross "Cypress/Cy" - A tree that symbolizes longevity and endurance, but also mourning. It's also associated with protection and strength. I was looking for stuff that was associated with the goddess Artemis and the cypress tree was one (also the gang as birds and Cross as the tree they rest on).

Error "Oregano" - An herb that has a very strong bitter/peppery taste and smell. It's known to have antiviral properties and other benefits, but it is best used in small amounts. I also chose this name to parallel Opal (rock VS plant).

Swap/Blue belongs to the AU Community

Dream and Nightmare belong to Jokublog

Ink belongs to Comyet

Horror/Axe belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios

Killer belongs to Rahafwabas

Dust belongs to Ask-Dusttale

Cross belongs to Jakei95

Error belongs to Loverofpiggies