#the caption is from. wikipedia.

[krismatic]

When the Moon moves through Gemini, its motion can easily be observed in a single night as it appears first west of Castor and Pollux, then aligns, and finally appears east of them.

[pothame]

blue. blue is a primary color across all models of color space. it is the color of the ocean and the sky; it often symbolizes serenity, stability, inspiration, or wisdom. it can be a calming color, and symbolize reliability.

[chiropteracupola]

I stretch and strain with all my might Drift off into the velvety arms of the night Kick and claw and scratch and bite... Choked out, choked out, choked out!

[a sharpe, requested by @rubeau]

[wikipediapictures]

Etest

“Etest being used to determine the susceptibility of Neisseria gonorrhoeae to benzylpenicillin.” - via Wikipedia

[regicidal-defenestration]

Realised that Holstenwall is very much how I imagine Eskew to look

[ID: A series of photos of the sets used in the Cabinet of Dr Caligari. The architecture is at unnatural angles, and the shadows are painted on in sharp lines. End ID]

[omegamoo]

Gemini is dominated by Agathodaemon and Iota, two bright stars that appear relatively very closely together forming an o shape, encouraging the mythological link between the constellation and twinship.

taglist under the cut, lmk if you want on or off!

@tee-gee-em @glowconcept @tweewig @boygirltitties @thehelpenchantingfig @wiiwarechronicles @avid-dust-collector @sirpiglin @ellienbie @coffeeflavoredtears525600 @motheringbird

[bungakusyoujo]

Olli Tukiainen and his magic stuff

[shittywriterbrain]

can i post this meme without context

[mothmandibles]

Infected hosts leave their canopy nests and foraging trails for the forest floor, an area with a temperature and humidity suitable for fungal growth; they then use their mandibles to attach themselves to a major vein on the underside of a leaf, where the host remains after its eventual death.

The process, leading up to mortality, takes 4–10 days, and includes a reproductive stage where fruiting bodies grow from the ant's head, rupturing to release the fungus's spores.

[eternal-moss]

I’m like a girl but if a girl was agonising over the inherent tragedy of fossilised dinosaur nests. Ones that hadn’t even had the chance to set their eyes upon the open sun, only felt the warmth through their shells before the world was covered in dust. Those who had hatched earlier than their siblings, but were too small, young, and weak to leave the confines of the nest pits yet, excited to one day explore the world, before their futures were cruelly cut short. To the parents that lay down by their offspring, accepting of something that they might have been able to grasp in part but not in totality. In shell fragments and mineralised bones laying side by side beneath the layers of earth.

[echotunes]

ordem has me going down a wikipedia rabbithole about bread of all things

[starjellie]

[zhimaqiu]

I was reading an article on Wikipedia about Mangoes and this picture hit me:

[ ID: Screenshot of a photo in a Wikipedia article of a mango tree planted in the backyard of a house, surrounded by white walls. Sunlight shines on it. The caption reads: "Mango tree in Palestine". /End ID ] (ID wrote by @tortiefrancis <- added from his reblog after the post was posted)

Do you think this tree is still there? Walls of the house and the family who was taking care of it and eating its fruit still alive and safe?

I will never forget this genocide, I will continue to talk about it.

We will never forget this genocide, we will continue to talk about it. Spread the word, donate, protest.

To all people in Gaza: I love you and I hope your home will be free and able to rebuilt itself soon. As Palestine. I hope you can plant trees and enjoy their fruit in peace.

Help Palestine. Free Palestine.

[helloanthy]

21.04.2024 ✂️ today's anthy!

Deadheading (flowers)

[image description by @kallistoi: a digital illustration featuring anthy himemiya from revolutionary girl utena. most of the illustration is taken up by a bust portrait of anthy, looking contemplative. next to her is an illustration of a figure in a girl's school uniform with a rose bush growing where her head should be. surrounding the figures are also roses and the distorted text, "hello anthy." in the background is text about deadheading taken from the wikipedia article linked in the caption. end description.]

[alessiasfreckles]

amnesia - part 6 (ona batlle x reader, alexia putellas x reader, ona batlle x alexia putellas)

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5

a/n: this is a short one, sorry! but the next chapter is coming and will be a lot longer x

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“We can’t tell her,” Alexia said after a moment of silence. “She’s only just started getting her memories back, I don’t want to overwhelm her. She’s already had to deal with so much in the past few weeks.”

“Fuck,” Ona repeated. “I should never have come here. I just got her to forgive me, to trust me again, and now this, fuck!”

“It’s okay,” Alexia said, trying to soothe the younger player. “It’ll be okay. We’ll figure it out.”

“How? I promised her, no more lying! She’ll never forgive us.”

“It’s not… lying, necessarily. It’s just not telling her something,” Alexia said, sounding like she was trying to convince herself of that fact just as much as she was trying to convince Ona. “Not telling isn’t the same as lying.”

“Mierda,” the brunette dragged her hands down her face. “This can’t happen again.”

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You hadn’t heard anything from Alexia or Ona all day, which was a little odd, but you supposed that they were at training and it was to be expected that they couldn’t be on their phones 24/7. Still, you found yourself missing them, both of them. 

Plus, you were bored, and started to feel frustrated about all of the hazy spots in your memory. So, you did what anyone in your position would do and googled yourself. First you read through your wikipedia page, which, to be fair, you’d already done a couple of times since waking up. Nothing really stood out there, except for some lines under ‘Personal life’ that detailed your involvement in the LGBTQ+ community. 

Where else could you find out more about yourself? You deliberated for a minute before going on Twitter and searching your name - you had a hunch that you’d been told not to look yourself up on social media before, that it was something most players tried to avoid. Still, you figured that social media would probably give you some more information, even if it was just about what people thought of you.

Once the search loaded, your laptop was flooded with posts about your accident, people theorising about what had happened, how you were doing. Scrolling back a little, you found posts with pictures of you and Alexia at the café you’d gone to together, with captions talking about the two of you. Some of them speculated what you were doing, if you were dating - you had gathered that your relationship with Ona wasn’t public knowledge, although a lot of people liked to talk about whether or not you were together.

As you kept scrolling, you realised that there was a fairly large amount of people who were convinced that it was Alexia you were dating, not Ona. You looked at photos posted of the two of you, people gushing over the way you were looking at each other, the way Alexia would touch you, her hand on your shoulder, your arm. You saw countless edits of the two of you, snippets of videos where you were deep in conversation or laughing together, Alexia’s smile always directed at you.

For a brief moment you wondered why the two of you weren’t dating, why it was you and Ona, and then felt guilty for even having that thought. You loved Ona, you knew that, you could feel it throughout your body, permeating your bones. Still, the thought remained at the back of your mind, no matter how hard you tried to ignore it.

By the time 4pm rolled around and Ona finally rang your doorbell, you were so bored and sick of your own thoughts you could scream. 

“Thank god you’re here,” you said as she came in. “I’m so bored I’m going to rip my hair out.”

“Oh, so you just want me around to keep you entertained?” Ona asked, a mischievous grin on her face. “I see how it is.”

“Yep,” you shrugged. “Gotta keep things interesting somehow, you know?”

Ona swallowed down the guilt rising in her throat as she thought about that morning. She couldn’t let you know anything had happened. It wasn’t going to happen again. It was a one-off, a mistake. “What have you been up to today?” she asked brightly.

Your stomach twisted as you thought about the videos of you and Alexia. “Not much,” you quickly said. “I looked myself up online a bit, but there’s only so many times I can read my own wikipedia page before I start to feel like a narcissist.”

Ona laughed, not questioning your day’s activities any further, and the wave of relief you felt was tinged with shame.

[neil-gaiman]

Just finished watching your lecture on "Endings, Epilogues, and Afters" and thoroughly enjoyed it. Made a lot of notes for myself. You said/ended with, " I believe that, in the battle between guns and ideas, ideas will eventually win because the ideas are invisible, and they linger, and eventually they can even be true. _____________ and yet it moves." What did you say at the start of that sentence? I tried closed captioning but it went wonky on that translation. Many thanks if you could let me know. Wanted to again thank you for your Masterclass as well as for that particular lecture. Wish I had managed to see the other four, but, alas, it wasn't to be. Was discussing what a wonderful teacher you are. I owe a large debt to many a great teacher in my life and am glad to now include you to that list. I hope you're feeling better from your bout with COVID.

Eppur si muove. It's Italian.