#molecule 01

[medullah]

scent of the day: escentric molecules molecule 01 + phebo bronze

notes:

molecule 01: iso e super

bronze: (top) rum, neroli, bergamot, (middle) heliotrope, sandalwood, guaiac wood, (base) vanilla, amber, musk

description: both of these fragrances complement each other so well and together produce the effect of an angel on her off-day. molecule 01 on its own, and layered with anything has a cozy blanketing effect and provides its sheer aura of sandalwood. bronze is a boozy vanilla that has a sweetly hazy effect from the neroli and heliotrope. layered, they dance around one another to create what is best described as an essence– sweet, haunting, ethereal, melancholic?

occasion: relaxing, daytime, work

profile: unisex, feminine-leaning

[sabersplit]

Molecule 01 - Escentric Molecules (Oil Perfumery)

Notes

ISO E Super

Scent profile: woody, weird, synthetic, you but better, cozy, musky

[mmepastel]

Hum hum.

J’ai succombé à L’orpheline de Lutens que je trouve extra. Austère mais changeant, mystérieux, mystique. Après plusieurs vaporisations, je n’ai plus été intimidée par la fleur élégante : j’ai eu l’impression qu’elle disparaissait au profit de l’encens et du bois. J���ai trouvé un flacon vraiment pas cher sur Vinted.

Cependant, je trouvais la tenue trop légère. En passant un temps fou sur internet et en lisant mille avis de parfumeurs aguerris, ou de fans désappointés, j’ai entendu parler d’Ecsentric Molecule 01, un parfum minimaliste de niche lancé dans les années 2000, très cher, alors qu’il ne propose apparemment qu’une molécule : Iso E Super. Une molécule synthétique présente en parfumerie, censée entrer en synergie avec d’autres notes et fragrances, pour les « porter ». Une molécule imitant le musc, et se faisant presque piquante, fusante, effervescente. J’avais très envie de tester la chose. Sauf que le prix, quoi. Et là, voilà ti pas que je tombe sur Instagram (je crois ?) sur la maison Divain qui ne se cache pas de faire des dupes de parfums. Des copies, quoi. J’étais suspicieuse, étonnée qu’ils aient le droit de faire ça. Mais j’ai vu le prix d’un flacon du clone d’Escentric Molecule 01 (numéro 576, donc) : 12 euros. Ça a eu raison de mes scrupules et doutes.

J’ai reçu mon flacon ce matin. Je n’ai pulvérisé qu’un pshitt sur mon avant-bras,et j’ai immédiatement aimé ce que j’ai senti. Je ne connais pas le parfum imité, vous l’aurez compris, mais ce que j’ai senti sur mon bras m’a immédiatement plu. Quelque chose de scintillant, de lumineux et de musqué. Je l’ai senti toute la journée, contrairement à ce que beaucoup d’utilisateurs disent, se plaignant de ne pas sentir cette note synthétique (il paraît qu’on retrouve cette note dans le parfum Another 13 de Le Labo, autre maison hors de prix, et que là encore, des tas de gens ne sentent pas grand chose, voire RIEN - j’imagine leur frustration). Je pense qu’on peut aisément porter 576 seul, dans plein de circonstances : l’été, au travail si on envie d’être en mode discret, à la maison, avant de dormir par exemple, pourquoi se priver ? 12 euros les 100 ml !!! Bref, pour se donner un environnement « cocon », néanmoins assez attractif. Ce soir je le teste en « layering » (oui, j’ai du vocabulaire maintenant 🤦‍♀️) avec L’orpheline. C’est trop tôt pour dire si cela fonctionne comme « propulseur » ou « fixateur » ou que sais-je. Je n’ai pas envie non plus de dénaturer le travail de Serge Lutens. Je vais procéder à divers essais.

En tout cas, ce soir, je sens parfaitement l’encens envoûtant de L’orpheline, ce qui reste un enchantement sans cesse renouvelé. Et, derrière, dessous, à côté, je ne sais, je sens une rondeur très charmante. Il va falloir que je mette au point mon dosage, pour savoir qui et combien pulvériser.

Résultat, je m’amuse, je zone le nez en l’air avec des fragrances qui me plaisent, ma foi, que demander de plus ?

PS : je viens d’avoir un flashback olfactif. Il me semble que le parfum d’Annick Goutal, Nuit étoilée, partage bien des points communs avec 576… (c’est pourtant un mélange fraîcheur citron/menthe et pin !!, allez comprendre…)

[savnofilter]

Text Me Back | Katsuki Bakugo

      Pro Hero!Katsuki Bakugo x [FEM]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sexual content, sexting, sending nudes, crude jokes, mention of myspace™, p.o.v switches, established relationship.

WORD COUNT: 4k words [15 mins].

READ MORE: masterlist + [student masterlist].

A/N: gosh i wish i couldve done more with this but... i'll figure it out later. may revamp or do a part 2 but it depends on how motivated. anyways, enjoy. 🥹 also i just realized that reader did nothing the whole day LMAOOOO so ignore that pls omg. thank you, anon!

As spring rolled around, the air had a certain chill to it. 

It was a crisp scent with sharp edges, the smell of growing plants clinging onto the molecules within the vicinity. As a result of the coolness in your room, you probably should turn on the heater in your apartment. Usually, you wouldn't have to worry about doing it yourself, but due to maintenance delaying another day later to fix the issue, you now find yourself in an internal battle to get up out of your bed for your comfort. 

Of course, you didn't hate the spring atmosphere. You liked it. The nostalgic and tender feel it gave your body and mind gave a fake sense of comfort that you desired. But you would desperately love it more if you could bask in such ideals while in the comfort of your lukewarm sheets, temperature heightened by the air of the room. 

You groan in disdain at the fact you had to get out of your bed. You begrudgingly roll onto your side and feel around for your phone on your nightstand. Once finding your device you click the button on the side to partially unlock it to see what you have missed from being asleep. Of course, regular things like Twitter notifications were present, Snapchat, Instagram, MySpace, etc… until a message stuck out the most amid your roll call. 

Bakugo 🤭💕

Light schedule today, museum date?

I know you will wake up late, so I'll decide for you. Pick-up is at 7 p.m.

[✓] Sent 8:42 A.M.

You immediately perk up at the notification, a goofy smile spreading onto your lips.

Bakugo has been your boyfriend for about three years now. You had originally met years prior when you both were in school. Him being an intern for superhero-ing and you were an intern for hands-on training within the superhero management world. You were a little shit and he was an even more of a little shit… and that's what made you two click. Even with his calloused way of showing his emotions, he had still been pretty evident about his feelings towards you when you two were merely friends. In the same way, you two could work and piss each other off to no end, there was a great sense of duality showcased by empathy, love, and compassion toward each other. When you needed someone or something, you could always count on your boyfriend, Katsuki.

You chewed the inside of your lip as your brain racked your head at the things you needed to do today. Today was Friday so you were sure you wouldn't have anything on your schedule. But because you tended to let things slip your head, you still had to double-check to make sure. You light up once again as you realize today was only a busy day for yourself—chores, errands, and minimum job-related things you could finish at home. Nothing dire; just adulting.

You

and what if I said no????

how'd y'know i'd wake up late lol

[✓] 13:01 P.M.

After quickly adjusting your noise settings from silent to vibrate, you bring your phone back down onto the nightstand and properly sit up to avoid your back from aching at an uncomfortable angle. You stretch in delight, arms brought over your head and your eyes shut exerting all of the drowsiness within you. You coil back into yourself once the cold air you had forgotten about hits your skin as a rude reminder. You glare at the thermostat before swiftly throwing your covers off and trudge your way to the small dial and fix the dilemma yourself.

While fiddling with the switch, you hear your buzz behind you. Your brows scrunch in frustration as you can feel yourself start to get agitated at how it's acting, finally getting the stupid little compartment to work before walking off. You nearly trip on your way back to bed in an effort to get back to the warmth of your bed.

Bakugo 🤭💕

You always wake up in the evening, dumbass.

& you have a free schedule today.

[✓] Sent 13:08 P.M.

You scoff.

Your chat bubbles float up on the screen on his end as you try to think of something more annoying to combat him with. You fall short.

You

Damn.

[✓] Sent 13:11 P.M.

You think to yourself before pausing and sending another text.

You

shouldn't you be at work? why are you texting me

a kid is probably drowning rn bc Lord Explosion Murder Dynamight is sexting his girlfriend instead of doing his job.

did you change your name to your hero name AGAIN???

[✓] Sent 13:15 P.M.

If loving this kind of banter was something that you enjoyed, may the devil take you away. You couldn't help the grin mischievously as you waited for his correspondence. You were practically on the edge of your bed waiting for his reply.

A few minutes go by and he hasn't replied. There's a pang of hurt following your spiraling thoughts. Who cared if a kid was really drowning-

Bakugo 🤭💕

↳{replied to your text: shouldn't you be at work? why are you texting me}

Is work in the room with us?

[✓] Sent 13:25 P.M.

You're almost quick to reply before seeing his speech bubbles pop up again, eyes watching in interest. You can't help but feel nervicited seeing it disappear and reappear, proud to have stunned him. What you didn't know is what he was fixing himself to say.

Bakugo 🤭💕

↳{replied and highlighted: … Dynamight is SEXTING HIS GIRLFRIEND instead of doing his job.}

No pic, no proof

[✓] Sent 13:27 P.M.

You squint at your phone and pause. Did he just quote the way you talk AND send you a musty and memefied reply all in one go? You huff at his bravery, rolling your eyes but feeling a deep blush creep up on your cheeks. Your phone vibrates.

Bakugo 🤭💕

Don't tell me you folded that fast, babe.

[✓] Sent 13:31 P.M.

Oh, but you did. You weren't expecting him to fire back at you like this. Often when you made an innuendo of some sort he'd whine and brush it off as if he hasn't beaten your doonies down multiple times—sometimes all in one night. But you refused to let him win this. You need to think fast.

Again, the cool air caresses your exposed hand, the stroke of the uncomfortable chill making you hiss. You position yourself on your back where you can safely cover the backs of your hands as you held your phone. A few more minutes had passed than you had noticed, your screen growing dim as you were forced to look at your newly awakened and chilled state.

That's when it hit you.

No pic, no proof, right?

As you shiver feeling a stroke of air pass over again, a sign that the temperature in the room is actively changing, you look down at your chest. In your defense, they looked at you first. Your nipples are profoundly erect and poking at your shirt begging for attention. You purse your lips before looking back at your screen, contemplating your next moves. Sucking in a small breath you quickly awaken your phone and swipe your screen over to take a photo of yourself.

You angle the electronic to show your chest, your other hand dragging up some of your shirt to show little skin of your stomach. Your nipples were still very much the prominent part of the image. After realistically struggling a bit, you snap the picture and quickly hum in surprise at how good it is. If you were in any other state than your current one, you would've retaken it but you couldn't feel yourself to care knowing he's an ass anyway.

You decide to say something after the image as you bring up the chat and send in the picture.

You

(IMAGE)

is this proof?

[✓] Sent 13:40 P.M.

After setting your phone down and interlocking your fingers together, you stare up at the sky: now that you think about it, what possessed you to send such a scandalous picture all of a sudden? The hormone monster? When was the last time you sent him a proper nude? You rub your face and groan as you now really think about it.

No matter how many times you have sent spicy images, it was the mock post nut clarity after sending it off. Debating if the pic was good enough or hoping that it somehow didn't change sender at the last second. The vulnerable feeling starts to claw its way into your body… and yet you refuse to let it get to you. Just like how everything with Bakugo is, all the nervous feelings always filled you with excitement. You couldn't wait to see his response because you knew damn well he was your munch.

You hear your phone buzz once before turning your head to see it fade to black again. Deciding to not look at it straight away, you get up for the second time today. Fortunately, your room was starting to warm up which meant it was the perfect time to start your day (yes, nearing the second hour of the evening). Your phone buzzes again and you choose to ignore it.

Running through your routine is clockwork. Use the bathroom, brush your teeth, shower, facial, and the last part you hadn't reached yet was to get dressed. You had honestly forgotten about teasing your long-term boyfriend as you freshened up for the day. Typically, you did this as a way to relieve stress and rejuvenate yourself. You hum as you lotion up yourself, welcoming back the feelings of giddiness back to your body. There was no need to rush this; it was almost as though the teasing was for your enjoyment more than his. Again you wrap yourself in your robe and finally sit on your bed to go on your phone. His message reads:

Bakugo 🤭💕

↳Loved your message.

Fuck.

Is this how we're playing today?

[✓] Sent 13:41 P.M.

You bite the inside of your lip before a smirk pulls at the corners of your mouth as you type up a reply.

You

you don't want more? okay… ;( 💔

[✓] Sent 14:39 P.M.

He immediately opens your message and his speech bubbles become afloat.

Bakugo 🤭💕

You know damn well that's not what I meant, brat.

Another form of confirmation would be suitable.

[✓] Sent 14:39 P.M.

There's a pause before he sends his next text.

Bakugo 🤭💕

Please.

[✓] Sent 14:39 P.M.

You

I guess you can since you asked nicely…

[✓] Sent 14:41

He was a good boy you had to admit. When he wanted you, he certainly knew how to play the rules until he could be on top. You admired that about him.

You slightly turn your head to the mirror of your bed. You were currently out of sight in the reflection but had an idea of how you could use it. You scooch up to the edge of your bed, sitting with your legs on each side of the corner closest to the body mirror. Before you could even think about sending off a photo you pull your hair back and neaten it up whether it was with a bonnet or messy bun. Regardless you knew he wouldn't give a fuck but this surge in arousal made you want to look sexy in your most natural state. Skin glowing and thriving, you felt like a goddess.

Blessed that the room is warm enough for you to be naked, you partially undress; eyes watch your irresistible figure come to reveal itself. Of course, even with how much you loved yourself, you couldn't show all of yourself just yet. You pull your robe open enough to expose your chest, a small huff of discontent leaving as the air hits your naked skin again. A hum leaves your chest as you admire yourself a bit more, before positioning the camera in a way to show off your chest. You knew this would drive him insane. After a few awkward angles and shots, you deemed your favorite one and opened back up the messages app once again.

You waste no time uploading the pictures but grow a bit hesitant as you can’t help but feel nervous. You’d think after doing this with a trusted partner it’d be a breeze at this stage. You fidget on the edge of the bed as you type up, delete, then retype, decide to delete and then the process continues. ‘Why was this so hard?? Just send the damn pic!’ You sigh and type up your final draft, ready to send the first proper nude for the evening.

With a final decision, you decide to go with something simple.

You

how’s this?

(IMAGE)

[✓] Sent 14:57

You immediately close out the app once you send it off and fall back onto your bed. There’s a giddy smile on your face as you could only imagine what his reaction would be to see the photo. That was the whole exciting thing about this: the teasing that transpires and the adrenaline rush you receive from it. You don’t bother to check if he’s seen it yet as you think it would be best to let your heart rest. Luckily, it’s not long before you need to wait as your phone buzzes beside you.

After a few moments of waiting you sit up on your side to look at the message, your eyes immediately going for Bakugo’s text. You freeze upon seeing two messages in the same format as yours, a regular text followed by a photo to compliment the exchange. You raise your eyebrows as you prop yourself up on your hand now, tapping his notification and swiping up to look at what he has sent you.

You softly gasp as you open the image, something you were not expecting but will gladly accept. “More than perfect.” You read aloud and scrolled further down to look at the whole image. You grin upon seeing a picture of him palming his hard-on through his pants. It appeared by his scenery and clothing that he truly wasn’t out on patrol today, instead probably filming content to build his likability with his fanbase. Not only that, he was in a dressing room, by himself. He had more than enough time to do what he pleases.

Bakugo was more than ready to up the ante and your slow correspondence was killing him. He knew that this was a frequent way that you liked to tease and play dirty with him. He had been up since 5 a.m. and he was basically waiting impatiently for you to wake up.

It had been about a week or so since you two have seen each other and he was missing you badly. Your dumb jokes, your antics, the “arguments” and especially your touch. Apparently, the pre-planned date for tonight was the type of outing you needed as well. Bakugo sucks his teeth as he starts to feel a blush arise on his cheeks as he can’t help but think about you. And you weren’t making it better with how willing you are to toy with him.

Now it was the blonde-haired male's turn to be nervous awaiting your reply. He watched in expectancy to see your response, sitting up from his slouched position on the couch in his dressing room to read your reply.

#1 Brat

not too bad yourself, honey~

[✓] Sent 15:21

Katsuki is quick to start typing again, pausing when he sees your chat bubbles pop up on his phone.

#1 Brat

mind sending another one more… revealing?

(IMAGE)

[✓] Sent 15:23

He chuckles at your proposition. The laugh subsides as he takes in the new image, revealing more of your body in your lying down position practically mimicking the first photo you had sent for the day. The robe artfully covers but also shows your body and he can’t but groan as he longs to touch you. Your breasts, legs, and tummy are so fucking attractive to him. The fact that you have a pretty face tops it all off makes him feel as though he’s won the jackpot being in love with you. But there was one part that he was longing to see as well, the piece of heaven between your legs. The blonde-haired hero grunts as he starts to type up his message.

Bakugo 🤭💕

I could ask the same from you, beautiful.

[✓] Sent 15:26

You

ah-ah, you first!

[✓] Sent 15:27

“This…” Katsuki mumbles to himself but doesn’t stop from unbuckling his pants anyways. With how hard his length appeared in the earlier photo, it is no surprise at how confined it was pressing against his underwear. With a simple tug, he releases his cock from his briefs, a soft groan leaving his lips as he strokes his cock. The warmth of his hand certainly did not compare to yours at all.

He imagines your hot hands caressing every bit of his skin, your warm mouth that’s skilled with playing with his sweet spots, your plush thighs that wrap around his waist or squish his face. The way he could watch how your chest jiggle with each thrust, the way that your pussy never fails to take him in like it was made for him. Everything about you was cursing him and he needed you badly.

Bakugo tilts his head back against the top of the couch as he starts to speed up his thrusts, now fully getting into the thought of what he’d do to you if you were right next to him right now. How he could easily pick you up and pin you onto the couch as he pounds into you like no tomorrow, not giving a fuck if your moans were too loud and anyone passing by could hear the lewd noises coming from within the room. The way he could watch your face contort into the most erotic expressions all because of him, his touch, his mouth, and his dick most importantly. The moment his hips buck to meet his own stroking hand makes him realize he had distracted himself from his main task.

He fumbles around for his phone before setting it up the way you like the most when watching his videos. The angle is perfectly angled to showcase his impressive length, not tew much balls but enough to show the goodies. He made sure to be vocal as well, letting the camera show his stroking and his thumb rubbing his tip every so often to increase the pleasure. A few times you could hear his soft grunts of your name or an exploitive to release the building-up tension from his masturbation session.

He breathes out as he speeds up his strokes. It seems as though with his jerking that he's getting closer and closer to his climax, the only thing clouding his mind is only you. He softly pants and starts to collect perspiration of sweat on his forehead as he works up to his orgasm. He clenches his jaw as he finally finishes and continues to stroke, showing how much cum he can milk from himself. He hums in mere satisfaction and ends the video to clean up. Unfortunately, that in itself did not rid himself of the boner; a new one was already starting to grow once again.

When he processes the video through the messaging app, there is no cheeky remark or commentary. He is officially worked up and cannot wait any longer.

Bzzz Bzzz

Your eyes widen as you finally get your reply back. You tilt your head in curiosity and feel your heart skip a beat. It is a video. Katsuki sent a fucking video. You bite your lower lip and open the message. There was no other text to accompany it but you already knew what you were in for.

Your breath hitches as the video is straight to the point. You watched his perfectly manicured and clean nails skillfully play with his cock, his large hand almost struggling to wrap around his own length. You hear a small moan and you quickly raise the volume, your heart skipping a beat as you realize that you can hear the erotic noises come from him.

Your hand immediately shoots down to untie your robe, slick already starting to increase and your clit pulsing. You shamelessly moan as your deft fingers stroke at your vulva, your mouth in the shape of an, “o” as you use your fluid to play with your bundle of nerves.

“Shit!” You close your eyes with the image of him stroking his cock deeply ingrained in your mind. The noises he made were enough for you to get off on your own. Your middle finger rubs heavy circles into your clit while your other hand busies itself playing with your nipple, the feeling making you lightly shiver. The sounds of his heavy breathing and the silkiness of his hand rubbing his shaft were driving you crazy, and soon enough your petting wasn’t doing the job. You opt for fingering yourself instead, huffing out a whimper as your fingers barely fill your cunt but make up for it by finding your g-spot at the roof of your pussy.

You weakly open your eyes to watch the screen, your breath growing short and light as you meet your fingering with Katsuki’s stroking hand. Another buzz from your phone makes you sit up a little. Your confused and dazed attention span manages to catch the notification that rolls at the top of the screen.

Bakugo 🤭💕 — 15:45

You better not be finishing yourself off without . . .

You groan in annoyance as you remember why you were even diddling yourself in the first place. You slow your strokes down to properly set up your phone, hastily trying to find a proper angle that shows off your body in its entirety (which wasn’t that hard to do as you were in your bed). You spread your legs for the camera and look into the front camera lens as you insert both fingers into your cunt once again. You tilt your head to the side as you look down at your fingers and work a third finger into yourself.

You moan out his name as you work your right hand's fingers into you, building up to the same pace that you had before with the extra digit inside. “Need you so bad, baby--” You groan, looking back up at the screen. Your left-hand comes up to play with your tits again, the robe that still adorned you slipping off your shoulder as you got closer to your climax.

You whimper, finishing off with your fingers, your eyes looking at your cunt taking in your fingers before glancing back at the camera in lust. You repeated, “fuck” as if in a mantra, your eyes closing and your hips bucking to ride yourself to release. You smile as you slowly take out your fingers, your slick sticking to your fingers and your cunt glistening in juices. Your cunt was puffy and warm with arousal pumping through it and it was clear that you wanted him as bad as he wanted you. You scoot a bit closer to show off your sticky fingers, spreading them for him. You hit stop recording with your clean hand after your finished, wasting no time uploading it into the messenger app.

You

of course not, only for you~

(VIDEO)

[✓] Sent 15:55

As soon as you send it in, a text from him follows. You hop up from your bed as you read, heading back to your bathroom to clean yourself up even though the inevitable would have you in the same state as before.

Bakugo 🤭💕

000-0000 Tokyo-to

Be here in 10 minutes.

[✓] Sent 15:56

Hopefully, your newly scheduled meeting won’t delay his filming.

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[ladytabletop]

I'm co-hosting a game jam!

What is Dice Exploder? Each week, Sam Dunnewold and a rotating cohost break down one tabletop RPG mechanic as deep as they possibly can.

For the duration of the third season, we're running a game jam inspired by the podcast's premise. You can join the DE Discord , where there's a channel for this game jam, to discuss your submission with other participants and fans of the show.

Explode a game you love (or want to love) and remix, remake, or reinterpret it in part or whole.

Dice Exploder is about zooming in on a part of a game and making it everything. This jam is about taking your favorite part of a game and dragging it to the center of the experience. Want to turn that 400 page tome you can never get anyone to play into a single-page game? Go for it! Is there a combat sim game you're pretty sure is actually about running a coffee shop? Write those rules. Taking a setting apart down to the molecules and rewriting it as barely an echo of the original? Totally fair play.

The jam runs from Feb 1 to Apr 1.

[jackiequick]

— But I Like It And It’s All Because Of You | Marvel Fanfic

Before they were Stevella, they were Johnny Storm & Sophia Barbaro

Pairing: Johnny Storm x OC, Johnny Storm x Sophia Barbaro

Fic length: Short Blurb

Universe: Marvel Comics (Earth 37)

—

Summary: What happens on another timeline, where our beloved couple were AU versions of themselves in a way different universe? Or maybe they are in our tale already? In other words the half-ass nurse and her fire filled boyfriend.

~~~

It’s been a few days since the incident happened, as he felt his molecules got struck and rearranged before knock out, cold the rest of his family and friends.

But when Johnny woke up, he felt nice.

Hell, he was better than fine!

He was great. Despite the nurses and doctors who checked in on him, telling him to stay at the medical center to get rest. Yeah sure the first few moments he woke up he was groggy and a little whipped out but other than that he felt great.

He was getting himself into a red tracksuit for the snowy weather a few kilometers away, from the main medical clinic where he was staying. That was when he paused seeing the nurse who walked in.

“Woah, woah, woah, where do we think we’re going?” She asked.

Johnny held a cheeky grin towards her. Her dark hair from her light tan skin and soft brown eyes made him go hot.

God she is pretty…

“I don’t know if we noticed, babe, but the sickest runs on this side of the alps are right outside that window.” He remarked strapping on his cherry red sweater.

“Yeah I noticed but there are rules here, you can’t leave...” She explained walking over to him with a small smile but she was cuff off.

“Until we finish the test. I know but I never been good with rules. You let me know how those come out.”

She crossed her arms chuckling lightly at him.

He paused and smirked, “Wanna help me with the zipper?”

“This is not a ski resort, Mr. Storm.” She remarked.

“Ah ‘Mr. Storm’, I like the sound of that leaving your gorgeous lips.”

“Ha!”

“You can’t lie, you like the sound of it.”

“Again, not a ski resort. Sit your butt down.”

Johnny smirk tuned into grin as he sat down on the bed, “Ooh, yes ma’am. I like a woman with a commanding tone. As for your answer, it’s not a ski resort, yet! Luckily grandma still sends care packages through, you’ll be surprised for an 80 year old woman you—gah!”

Sophia stuck the thermometer in his mouth to shut him up and take his temperature. She giggled seeing his reaction before his face relaxed.

“You are trouble.” She smirked chuckling.

“Mhm, trouble is my middle name.” He remarked talking with thermometer in his mouth.

She noticed the temperature rising on the scans and said, “Oh you’re hot!”

“Why thank you, so are you.” He added, “And I’m not afraid to cry.”

“No, I mean you feel a little feverish..”

“Well I never felt better in my life. My god, you smell good, listen.”

He took her hand that was resting on his cheek and lowered it to play with her hands as he removed the thermometer from his mouth. She blushed a slight bit and raised an eyebrow, still a bit concerned about his very hot body.

“When you get off work?” He continued.

“4 but I..” She repiled.

“Tell you what, babe, you meet me at 4:01 at the mountain.”

He kept talking standing up from bed, grabbing his equipment for skiing and walked around.

“I’ll give you a minute to freshen up.” He continued, hell he took the thermometer that was in his mouth and placed it in her front pocket ever so gently, “This is yours.” Then he pressed a quick kiss to her lips, “That’s mine.”

He mumbled the word ‘nurses’ under his breath as he walked out of the room. Sophia stood there with a soft smile on her face, trying to not laugh shaking her head.

God he is cute…

She looked at the thermometer that held his temperature and the machine beating. His core temperature was 209 degrees. Oh that’s new and rather got. His energy level was hot.

———

Later on, the two of them were dressed in ski clothes riding a helicopter across the mountains. The radio was playing some 2000s punk band as the hover above one another.

Johnny dressed in fire engine red and black, meanwhile Soph was dressed in deep rosy pinks and dark browns.

The two laughed at the wildness of it all.

Once they reached the drop point, turn to the pilot and Johnny shouted, “Alright you should stay to the right. The left might give you trouble. I think we should drop like 10 more feet.”

The pilot nodded.

Sophia chuckled and shouted, “We’ll be fine. Let’s make a bet.”

Johnny smirked, “I’m listening! What we talkin’?”

“Last one down springs for room service.”

“Your on.”

Before the blonde could say anything else, she flipped her body forward and lunched into the snow below them. Her screams echoed through the sky as laughter filled the air around them. Johnny grinned at that.

He looked over his shoulder at the pilot and proudly shouted, “That’s my future wife!”

With that, he lunched forward into the snow and began sliding down the mountain on his board. She looked over her shoulder and chuckled.

“You’re pretty good at this!” Sophia yelled skiing down.

He laughed, “Not so bad yourself, babe!”

“You’ll be losing soon.”

“Ha! All right. No more kid’s stuff. Watch this!”

Johnny shouted for her to check out his smooth moves as she flipped and swung around the snow. But as he kept going, he started sparking flames across his body.

He didn’t even notice.

“Woah! You’re on fire!” Sophia shouted across from him, skiing off to the side. There was a hint of panic in her voice.

Johnny shouted, “Thanks! You’re pretty amazing too.”

“No, your on literal fire! Look!”

Johnny noticed the fire raging across him and spike up his body trying to escape the flames, but instead started sliding down the mountain even harder, and further.

Sophia wasn’t watching where she was going either as she stifled against the sight of smoke and snow in front of her. She went tumbling onto the ground.

The blonde looked over his shoulder hearing her voice but couldn’t stop his ski board from sliding down the mountain despite all his weight. It didn’t help the situation as the fire engulf him, his eyes widened flying off the cliff straight into a thick cloud of snow and dust.

He coughed and sucked in a small breath in surprise noticing a big hole around him. He was out of his element, wearing nothing but his birthday suit surrounded by the pool of steaming hot water, within the area of snow.

Soon enough, down slid Sophia coming to a stop in front of her. She removed her ski mask to get a better view of him waist deep in the water.

“Care to join me?” Johnny asked, hands above his head breathing heavily. The shock still lingered over his eyes.

She furrowed her eyebrows lightly chuckling, “You serious?”

“To be fair, this wasn’t how I planned our time in the hot tub would be.”

“Is that so?”

“I was planning wine and cheese for dinner tonight at the hotel while we cruised in the hot tub.”

Johnny smirked and shrugged, a slight sheepish expression on his face. He totally expects for her to back out on him.

“What do you say? Start our plans early?” He asked once again.

Sophia grinned and shrugged at the idea, “Why not?”

She dropped her ski poles onto the ground and removed her cap.

Let’s just say things got steamy…

——-

Omggg I had to try out this new game of AUs for couples. P. S. her father owns The Baxter Building 😉

Pls let me know what you think 💭

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[stem-diaries]

01-10-2024

hi, it's been a while!

2nd year started and I'm getting a nice grasp of this semester's classes and how the professors teach

my classes for this semester

Organic chemistry II

Physiology

Biochemistry

Physical Organic chemistry

really cool classes, I like them a lot (even though the last one is a bit weird, its applications are so cool (we're basically learning how to recognise a molecule's structure and its bounds from the way it interacts with radiations!))

I really like just making notes and tidying them up and not having to worry about studying (until the last week of October)

[z-coil]

Molecule 01 by escentric molecules….reminds me of copy paper & hospital hand soap

[theocseason4]

Have you tried Molecule 01???? I’ve heard such mixed reviews and it seems so gimmicky but also….intriguing

Yes i love it i love aldehydes!!! They smell cozy and warm to me

[morganas-pendragons]

The Only Exception | Joel Miller

Part two to Haven’t We Given Enough? 

Requests for Joel as of 01/29/23 are OPEN.

Inspired Song: The Only Exception - Paramore 

Tag: @ironmandeficiency​ @kirsteng42​ @kayleezra​ @duskwo0d​

Synopsis: Following the events of Haven’t We Given Enough, you take the leap to approach Joel after waking up in the Firefly Hospital, when only hours earlier your life had flashed before your eyes as you very firmly believed the three of you were going to drown. 

You didn’t. 

This is what happened after. 

*** 

Every molecule of your body hurts. 

Coming back to the light is hard. The last thing you can remember is screaming for Joel before the water pulled, pulled, pulled and the life you’ve only dreamt of having since your son died flashes before your eyes. 

Every molecule of your body hurts, but you will your eyes open anyway.

For Joel.

***

The mirror is grimy. It’s clear that it hasn’t been cleaned in the last twenty years, and between the grime and the dirt that’s accumulated, Joel’s form is nearly unrecognizable. 

He’s grateful for it. 

He’s not sure he could look himself in the eye. 

  “Joel?” You call, grimacing as you slowly ease yourself from the hospital bed that had been beside his own. Joel had been pulled under at the same time you had been. Going by the motley of bruises on his skin - tanned skin, so much skin that your eyes are naturally drawn toward it - you think it’s safe to assume he’s just as rattled as you are. “Are you okay? Do I need to go find-” 

You wince and cradle your temple as he shakes his head. “No, sunshine,” He calls. “I’m more worried about you. C’mere.” 

It’s not the dirt or the fact there’s running water you can clearly hear, it’s the fact that he’s shirtless from the waist up and doubled over against the sink. Bloodied knuckles are wound so tightly around the edge of the sink that they’ve begun to turn white. 

Your fingers tremble as you lift them to only put them back down again. 

It’s not the bruises either. It’s the scars. 

You should’ve been aware that a man as old as Joel had his fair share of scars. So did you. What you weren’t expecting was the magnitude of them. Your eyes are naturally drawn to the larger ones, two that are whiter than the others and stretch diagonally across his shoulder blades. 

There’s more. Littler ones scattered across his shoulders and down his back, but there’s two by either hip that are hidden in the midst of freckles there. 

You find yourself wondering what those taste like. 

  “I am fine,” You assure as you pad into the bathroom and come to a stop right behind him. This is probably the most intimate thing you’ve done in the time you’ve known one another. Being able to see each other in such a vulnerable state has your heart racing far faster than it should be able to. “Just banged up. My ribs took the worst of it.” 

His voice is quiet as Joel lifts his head to look at you through what little mirror is visible. 

  “Let me see.” 

Your hands work faster than your brain does. Before you can comprehend what you’re truly doing, you’re stepping into the bathroom and shutting the curtain on the door as much as you can before slipping off your shirt. 

His entire aspect shifts into something softer, something gentler and with more regret for letting this happen to begin with, as Joel presses further until there’s almost no space between you. 

Everything comes to a halt the moment his hands hover over your body. Your body, the body that bore a child, that had its own scars. 

  “Joel,” You whisper. “You are allowed to touch.” 

Joel shakes his head. “I told you,” He snarls quietly, like a wounded animal who’s been backed into a corner and believes there’s no way out of this but anger, by that sharp bit that scared everyone away except you and Tommy. “You don’t want this,” 

  “I don’t think you get to determine what I want,” You murmur. “I’ve wanted you for months and have chosen not to act upon how I feel because I didn't want to scare you.” He had told you that he was afraid to run after you because you were real. You were real, and real meant possibility and something after, and Joel had spent so long existing - born of his own anger, his grief, his heartbreak born from the loss of his daughter and the end of everything he’d ever known - that he’d forgotten what it was like to live. “And what I want is to love you. For as long as you intend to let me.” 

That confession is enough to kick his mind into gear as he grips your hips, careful not to aggravate your injuries, and slowly turned your body to lead you into the shower. 

The warm spray was a welcome balm to the ache in your body. 

Smoothing wet hair over the top of your head to move it away from your eyes, you purse your lips and peer up at him. He’s so real. He’s human. He’s learned, and lived, and fought, and his body is the canvas in which his story is written upon. 

For those first few minutes, Joel doesn’t say a word. He’s afraid that even attempting to speak will only end in cracked voices and tears he’s too tired to shed. 

You spend those minutes of quiet running your fingers across the scars on his front, gripping his hip in your hand before turning him around to press your chest to his back. 

Joel shivers as your hand dances down his chest, lips cresting across the larger scars on his back as you travel downward to rest on his stomach. 

All of you who have lived through the Outbreak have developed muscle. Given the amount of supplies everyone who isn't in an established community has to carry, it comes as no surprise that the years worth of carrying everything you own develops muscle that wasn’t defined before. 

He has that. So do you. Both of you have it on your arms. But while so much of Joel’s outer exterior he shows other people is hard, you can feel parts of him that are soft. 

That’s the same day you discover your favorite parts of him - in which you’ll come to love more later, because then you’ll get to spend the rest of your life loving those softer parts of him - and it’s his stomach. 

It’s soft. Soft under your fingers and smattered with hair. 

  “Sunshine,” Joel murmurs. “I don’t know how to do this. I’ve only ever been with Sarah’s mother, and she...” 

  “I haven’t either. Sam’s father was the only one,” You reply. “But I’m willing to learn with you.. If you’ll have me.” 

I’m not letting you go even if you won’t. 

Joel turns around and reaches for the soap on the shelf. You’re really not being smart wasting water, but this might be the only shower you have until you go back to Jackson. “I can’t fathom why you’d want an old, battered and broken shell of a man like me, but if you want like I want...” He runs the soap slowly down your arm before bowing his head to kiss the skin of your collarbone, lifting your arm to rinse it and following thereafter with a trail of kisses that end at your fingertips. “Then I will give it.” 

Because the day I lost her, I promised I wouldn’t sing of love if it didn’t exist. 

But you are.. the only exception... 

The ache between your legs only intensifies when he kisses you. The water is warm, but his hands burn as they wrap around your hips and pull you close enough that all you can feel is Joel. 

Real, human, breathing Joel who wants you as badly as you want him. 

You are so deep in your thoughts as the pair of you finish your shower that you don’t realize he’s singing. 

  “If I ever were to lose you... I would surely lose myself...” 

*** 

Less than an hour later, the two of you are sitting side by side on the bed while Marlene explains what’s being done to your sister. Marlene keeps insisting that neither of you have to worry about Ellie anymore like she isn’t all that’s left of your blood. 

She’s being prepped for surgery because the cordyceps has mutated. They’re trying to take it out. They’re trying to take out where it grows all over the brain and that means it’ll kill her.

You can feel your stomach trying to twist and knot so you’ll release what little contents you do have remaining in your stomach. 

Joel’s horror is apparent. You’re just trying hard to not jump across the room and gouge Marlene’s eyes out. 

And to think.. you trusted her. 

  “Whatever you two think it is you’re going through is nothing compared to what I’ve been through. I’ve known her since she was born. I promised her mother I’d look after her.” 

The soldier who’d hit you in the face with the butt of his gun looks rather smug as you raise yourself to all fours beside Joel and flash a smile full of bloody teeth. “Funny,” You spat. “I remember making a promise to do the exact same thing. And I’m the one who’s actually related to her.” 

  “I know Sunshine wouldn’t willingly let this happen, so why would you!?” Joel exclaims. 

  “Because this isn’t about me, or even her! There’s no other choice here.” 

  “Yeah... you keep telling yourself that.” 

You know Marlene. You know how she works, how the Fireflies think. You know she won’t regret a single moment of what’s about to occur, but you will. Letting Ellie die in this hospital is far too similar to the way Sam had died. 

You try not to think about it. You could’ve prevented losing your son. 

You will not make the same mistake again. 

  “March them out of here. If either one tries anything, shoot them.” 

You’re both on a mission by the time you reach the hallway: Get your stuff, and get upstairs to rescue your sister from meeting Death face to face for a second time in her fourteen years of life. 

She’s still got so much to live for. 

And you refuse to fail your mother’s dying wish. 

*** 

You’re the one to kill the doctors, in the end. The two on either side of the room are your victims while Joel approaches the one holding the scalpel. 

It doesn’t matter. 

In the end, they lose anyway. 

*** 

You make a pact sealed with a kiss as Joel loads Ellie into the car. You both knew why you saved her. It’s for your own reasons outside of the fact that the surgery would’ve killed her. 

You’d both lost children. You couldn’t endure that again. A parent’s love, despite the fact Ellie was your sister, was what kept Ellie Williams from falling victim to the very surgery that might have saved the rest of human kind. 

You make a pact sealed with a kiss not to disclose the truth to her. It might be the hardest thing you’ve ever done. 

But this time is an exception. 

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subject log - 0.01

subject name - victoria cantrell

subject age - 31 years

subject pronouns - she/her

subject object - computer

log 01 - introduction

[07/19/2040] : 15:37:09

N/A: Have a seat, please. Now, care to speak a bit about yourself?

Victoria: My name is Victoria Cantrell. Birth date 08/07/2008. Is that adequate?

N/A: Speak a bit more. Any ambitions? Dreams of the future?

Victoria: I don’t quite understand how this is relevant, but I do dream of one day succeeding in my scientific endeavors.

N/A: A scientist?

Victoria: Indeed. Although, I prefer the term “knowledge seeker.” I don’t exactly engage in science for… standard reasons.

N/A: Oh?

Victoria: I mustn’t continue further. Who knows what listening devices are strewn about this room.

N/A: Fine, that’s fine. It’s quite unfortunate about what happened to your family, though.

Victoria: Pardon? The details of that event are… to remain undisclosed.

N/A: Undisclosed? I have the file right here-

Victoria: Give me that! Ugh… it is infuriating to see the organization finds it suitable to hand out files all willy nilly! You are to share this information with no one, understood?

N/A: Yes- of course. Understood.

Victoria: I suppose that means we are done here, I take it?

Log End.

log 02 - breakthrough

[02/22/2039] : 09:27:48

Charlotte: I didn’t take you for a morning person, Victoria. What’s got you up so early?

Victoria: I finally made a dent in my research.

Charlotte: Your uhh… disease research thing? Gosh, I’m not very well versed in all your technical stuff.

Victoria: Yes, that’s certainly a way to put it. My research was… lagging behind… but I have finally made a breakthrough!

Charlotte: Oh?

Victoria: I have successfully sequenced the DNA molecules within the virus.

Charlotte: Oh! Sounds… exciting? I’m not sure what that means, actually!

Victoria: It means I am able to read the genetic makeup of this disease, and am one step closer to finding a cure!

Log End.

[disneytva]

February 2024 Programming Highlights

Friday, Feb. 2 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Pupstruction “Pizza-struction/Baby Builders” (1-18) (10:00-10:30 a.m. EST on Disney Channel/9:00-9:30 a.m. EST on Disney Junior) “Pizza-struction” – The Pupstruction Crew helps Chef Bonetelli make a giant pizza for a big bunny birthday party!

“Baby Builders” – Pupstruction needs to create a daycare center fun enough to keep baby builders busy! TV-Y

Original Series – Season Two Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “The Great Beyond-er!” (2-01) (8:00-8:30 p.m. EST) When Moon Girl and The Beyonder become stranded on a desolate alien planet, the two set out to find a rumored black hole in hopes of getting home. *Edward James Olmos (“Battlestar Galactica”) guest stars as Molecule Man, and Laurence Fishburne (“The Matrix” trilogy) returns as The Beyonder. TV-Y7 FV

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “Suit Up!” (2-02) (8:30-9:00 p.m. EST) When Lunella tries to juice up her new super suit, she goes overboard and accidentally “juices up” a dangerous desert scorpion. *Jackée Harry (“Sister, Sister”) guest stars as Merle, and Ann Harada (“Avenue Q”) guest stars as Matsuye. TV-Y7 FV

Saturday, Feb. 3 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Kiff “Fun Uncle Pat/Kiff Escape!” (1-29) (8:00-8:30 a.m. EST) “Fun Uncle Pat” – Kiff’s favorite uncle visits.

“Kiff Escape!” – Kiff and the crew must solve an escape room. TV-Y7

Friday, Feb. 9 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Firebuds “Balancing Act/Monster Truck Piston” (2-14) (12:00-12:30 p.m. EST on Disney Channel/9:55-10:25 a.m. EST on Disney Junior) “Balancing Act” – Violet tries to impress her visiting birth mom, a circus acrobat. *Lea Salonga (“Mulan”) guest stars as Yolanda Yamada.

“Monster Truck Piston” – Piston gets new monster truck tires and helps the Firebuds stop a theft. *Adam Pally (“Happy Endings”) guest stars as Diamond Diesel Dave. TV-Y

Saturday, Feb. 10 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Kiff “Beach Day/Sun’s Out Buns Out” (1-30) (8:00-8:30 a.m. EST) “Beach Day” – Barry and the Chatterleys go to the beach.

“Sun’s Out Buns Out” – Barry learns to swim. TV-Y7

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “Belly of the Beast” (2-03) (10:00-10:30 a.m. EST) When Devil Dinosaur eats a dangerous Moon Girl gadget, Lunella and Casey must shrink themselves to retrieve it. TV-Y7 FV

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “Ride or Die” (2-04) (10:30-11:00 a.m. EST) When Moon Girl must transport Quickwhip to S.H.I.E.L.D., keeping the criminal in custody becomes harder than she imagined. *Robin Thede (“A Black Lady Sketch Show”) guest stars as Quickwhip, Carol Kane  (Star Trek: Strange New Worlds) guest stars as Bube Bina and Cobie Smulders (Marvel’s “The Avengers” franchise) returns as Agent Hill. TV-Y7 FV

Wednesday, Feb. 14 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel, Disney Junior and Disney XD Star Wars: Young Jedi Adventures “AfterShock/Feather Frenzy” (1:00-1:30 p.m. EST on Disney Channel and Disney XD/11:40 a.m.-12:10 p.m. EST on Disney Junior) “AfterShock” – The Jedi help a prince serve his people.

“Feather Frenzy” – Large creatures take over the landing pad at Nash’s garage. TV-Y

Friday, Feb. 16 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel, Disney Junior and Disney XD Star Wars: Young Jedi Adventures “Best Friends/Happy Trails, Nubs” (1:00-1:30 p.m. EST on Disney Channel and Disney XD/11:40 a.m.-12:10 p.m. EST on Disney Junior) “Best Friends” – Kai and Nubs team up for a training exercise

“Happy Trails, Nubs” – Lys and Kai must rescue Nubs from the Ganguls. TV-Y

Saturday, Feb. 17 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “Kid Kree” (2-05) (10:00-10:30 a.m. EST) Moon Girl’s rivalry with a new teenage super-foe, Kid Kree, threatens her budding friendship with his human alter ego, Marvin. *Xolo Maridueña (“Cobra Kai”) guest stars as Mel-Varr, and Andy Gracia (“The Godfather Part III”) guest stars as Pad-Varr. TV-Y7 FV

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “Wish-Tar” (2-07) (10:30-11:00 a.m. EST) When The Beyonder gives an arcade machine the ability to grant wishes, Lunella is pumped to use it. *Ephraim Sykes (Broadway’s “Hamilton”) guest stars as Bobby the Myth, and Laurence Fishburne (“The Matrix” trilogy) returns as The Beyonder. TV-Y7 FV

Friday, Feb. 23 Original Series – Season Three Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney Junior Mickey Mouse Funhouse “Chickie Boo-Boo, Where Are You?/Playground Heroes!” (3-01) (10:30-11:00 a.m. EST on Disney Channel/9:30-10:00 a.m. EST on Disney Junior) “Chickie Boo-Boo, Where Are You?” – Mickey, Minnie and their pals picnic with Willie and Chickie Boo-Boo.

 “Playground Heroes!” – Clarabelle invites the gang and their gnome friends to help build the Herotropolis playground. TV-Y

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel, Disney Junior and Disney XD Star Wars: Young Jedi Adventures “The Tale of the Short Spire/The Team Up” (1:00-1:30 p.m. EST on Disney Channel and Disney XD/11:40 a.m.-12:10 p.m. EST on Disney Junior) “The Tale of the Short Spire” – The Jedi investigate who is cutting down spires on Batuu.

“The Team Up” – Taborr and the Jedi must work together. TV-Y

Saturday, Feb. 24 Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “Make It, Don’t Break It!” (2-08) (10:00-10:30 a.m. EST) When I.S. 833 gets an impressive science teacher, Lunella is so eager to impress her that her drive toward perfectionism starts doing more harm than good. *Cynthia Erivo (“Wicked”) guest stars as Dr. Akonam Ojo. TV-Y7 FV

Original Series – Episode Premiere on Disney Channel and Disney XD Marvel’s Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur “The Devil You Know” (2-09) (10:30-11:00 a.m. EST) When Lunella and Devil Dinosaur spend the weekend apart after a disagreement, Devil Dino gets mixed up with a rag-tag group of ex-super-hero sidekicks. *Giancarlo Esposito (“Breaking Bad”) guest stars as Granite, and Alex Newell (“Glee”) guest stars as Pebble. TV-Y7 FV

[script-a-world]

Submitted via Google Form, Follow Up:

Some clarifications about the various human races question. (https://scriptaworld.wordpress.com/2024/04/01/submitted-via-google-form-where-do-various-human-races-come-from-when-building-a-sci-fi-story/) First of all, my story is sci-fi mainly because it takes place over a dozen planets over multiple solar systems in a universe I've created from scratch. All the humanoid species started from the same ancestors and spread over the universe in the distant past due to outside interference and had parallel evolution. But the creation of racial traits is microevolution due to local environment unchanging and people not mingling. How do I build all these various things across planets. On earth, we know how race evolved and where people have been and are still discovering connections. But I'm creating entirely new planets and new but habitable terrain. So.. microevolution will likely not be the same across different planets. How can I create such variations? How similar will these microevolutions on different planets? How do I make the terrain and microevolution match up with history on those particular planets? Racial dynamics are even more fluid and are not caused by evolution at all, it's just society itself. Also because the history will be completely different than real life... that will completely change what kind of racial dynamics that might be possible. Such variations will however, be rather important for identification however... race also the the result of how to give these variations names that will help distinguish someone from others. Regardless of any solving of societal issues arising from such tension, when people share or don't share microevolution traits - it is a distinguisher.

Tex: People on Earth look like people from Earth. Presumably people from Venus will look like they’re from Venus, so on and so forth. No matter how large a planet is - and planets are very, very large - there will still be baseline environmental factors at play, such as a planet’s magnetosphere and atmospheric gas composition. There might be a few degrees difference in particular nice environments, but it’s not generally large enough to produce entirely different species unless you’re keen on segregation.

To pull from my extant example, would someone from southern Venus look noticeable different from someone on northern Venus? What about a Venusian living at a higher elevation than another Venusian living at a lower elevation? This would likely introduce some genetic drifts if the societies in different areas only reproduced with their neighbors, yes? Would they all still be people from Venus? Also yes. From an outside perspective, you would likely be able to distinguish the commonalities that make it a singular race.

Addy: If you’re looking at microevolution, I’d say to look at Earth for some ideas. Extreme changes, like gills or tails, probably won’t happen - they’d take significant amounts of restructuring in the body to get to that point. But smaller changes are totally doable. Maybe some people can hold their breath underwater for significant periods of time due to enlarged spleens* and changes in their blood. Maybe you’ve got people adapted to planets with thinner atmospheres, with traits like what you’d find in high-altitude populations –  more nitric oxide in the blood, better energy reserve molecules, more efficient red blood cells, and/or more efficient lungs (such as IRL Sherpas or Andean people). Gravity/climate differences - how do heights vary? Maybe some people are average tall (like Danish people, who average ~5'6" for women and ~5'11" for men) or average short (like Himalayan people, who average ~5' for women and ~5'4" for men). Arm length, general disorders (thalassemia, for example, helps provide resistance to malaria), muscle insertion (tradeoff between strength and finesse)... you’ve got a lot of flexibility for different traits.

* While the IRL Bajau people can hold their breath impressively long (3-5 minutes), there’s a common figure floating around that claims 13 minutes. One of the men being interviewed claimed he could hold his breath for up to that long in his youth, but I have seen no confirmation of anything like that.

If you’re looking for ideas on how to get terrains and traits for those terrains, think about the problems that could arise from a given environment. Lower gravity means thinner atmosphere, for one, but also means less pressure on joints and fewer demands on bone and cartilage. Dark vs bright planet, how do eyes change for that (blue-eyed people actually have better night vision than dark-eyed people, but can have light sensitivity issues during the day)? Humidity, climate, all kinds of things. Play around with it.

And racial dynamics… don’t forget that things as simple as accents can absolutely change how people perceive in-group vs out-group behavior. 

[bwoonies]

bill cipher (gravity falls) npts

names: serif ; maxwell ; wigbert ; daimon ; atlas ; marlowe ; wells ; beale ; lou ; dream ; isoco (01)

(01) like... isosceles.... the triangle :3c

pronouns: wei/weird ; odd/oddity or odd/oddly ; mol/molecule ; en/energy ; ill/illusion ; chao/chaos ; eye/eyes ; view/views

titles: they who are always watching ; the demon made of pure energy ; they who are older than the universe ; the one from the second dimension

feel free to change the pronouns on the titles ! for @thecoffeecrew404

[starfxkrinc]

HAVE U EVER SMELLED THE MOLECULE 01 PERFUME I JUST GOT IT FROM SCENT SPLIT (site used at ur recommendation so thank u for that) AND IT LITERALLY SMELLS SO GOOD I CAN'T EVEN EXPLAIN IT I THINK IM GOING INSANE

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The Pillars of Creation

Post #13 in Physics and Astronomy, 01/12/2023

This is a slightly shorter post than usual, but I think some things are worth talking about less, and you will see why in a minute. I, for one, upon first witnessing the beautiful photo was lost for words, and I am sure you will be too.

Captured by the James Webb Space Telescope, the gorgeous, intricate landscape details majestic rock-like formations. Lovingly dubbed the Pillars of Creation and around 6,500 lightyears away from us, they were first popularised in 1995 and are believed to help us understand the formation of stars over millions of years.

Here's a close-up! I've scattered a few taken from the full-size image. I can't upload it to Tumblr because of the sheer file size, so I would HIGHLY recommend downloading it yourself to admire it yourself!

Donning the appearance of rock formations, it may come as a surprise that the structure is made up of interstellar gas and dust! These tendrils remain at the heart of the Eagle Nebula, and hide newborn stars in those columns.

What are the wavy lines resembling lava? Young stars sometimes shoot out jets that end up colliding with clouds of material. The glow, however, comes from hydrogen molecules with a lot of energy that arise from those jets.

All originally taken from the NASA website!