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With NASA announcing their streaming service NASA+ and also announcing it’s going to be free and also ad free, I’d just like to appreciate the lengths they go to make scientific knowledge and exploration as available as they possibly can.

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me in crisis mode

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Thought I'd send you a meme in these trying times

You're all more important than nasa actually 💕

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Have you told the crew about the time you accidentally filled the HAB with hydrogen?

NO. And I swore the NASA interns to secrecy because I know damn well that they're gonna mock the shit out of me.

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Guys

Guys

I just realized

Prom is the night of the last day of school, the last day of school is Wednesday the week after next week

That's also IRIS launch day

So I'm going to prom with my girlfriend on Gay Probe launch day

It is SUCH a good day to be gay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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What music do you miss listening to? I would be profoundly changed as a person if all I had to listen to was the Beatles and disco hits.

ANYTHING but disco. Mostly classics like don't stop believing (journey). I miss tally hall. I miss "rocky country" like Mumford and sons and the lumineers. I'd take evanescence over one more god damn beatles song .

Someone contact NASA and get me a playlist

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Hey, man. Did you know that otters hold hands when they sleep so they don't drift away?

I saw this ask yesterday and I definitely have not been thinking about it all the time.

What if the crew did this when we evacuated? Would I still be here? I don't know.

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Making a friend!!! Is he still up there?

Percy is still up here. Unfortunately they're a little too far for me to visit :(

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hiiii jade!!!! could i please request something with peter with reader who’s maybe put on some weight recently and is insecure about it?? (totally not self indulgent at all) i totally get it if you’re not comfortable writing that stuff though so no pressure

hi lovely! ty for requesting. fem, 1k

cw for negative weight talk/ weight gain

Everybody gains weight during the holidays, you think, tracing your figure in the mirror. Though it's not strictly holiday season yet, it's edging toward the end of the year. Maybe my new year's resolution should be losing a few pounds. 

There's a thunk of the bedroom window being yanked open and footsteps across the floor. You tense until your hear Peter panting for breath, likely having swung to you at high speed, or fresh from a fight with an usurped criminal. 

You rush back into your t-shirt, knowing exactly what path he'll walk. He barrels into the bathroom, sees you at the mirror and smiles so wide his cheeks look fit to burst. "Hey," he says, peeling the suit off and exposing his boxers to you without shame, "hey hey hey. Can I persuade you in with me?" He nods toward the shower. 

"Not this time, Pete." 

"Too bad," he laments. 

You look away as he strips out of his underwear. The shower turns on and he takes you by the hips to move you out of his way with a murmured apology, near lost to the drum of the spray. Peter has moments where he doesn't know his own strength, but the majority of the time he treats you like you're something precious. 

"Stay in here!" he demands as he pulls the curtain shut. 

"I'm not going anywhere." You close the toilet and sit on the lid. "Tough day protecting the people?" 

"Apart from tripping into a deceptively large pothole, it was fine. Why won't you come in here with me? I wanna rub your shoulders." 

"You want me to wash your hair." 

"Exactly. So get naked and get in here. Don't make me beg." 

You really don't want to, and you're not going to, but it's not a big problem. Peter doesn't truly mind, he just loves you. "What do you mean, deceptively big? Like, knee height? Higher?" 

"Mid thigh, I'd say. The people of New York are never gonna let me live it down. One guy was recording me and said he was gonna put it on YouTube for the ad money." 

"Anything else?" 

He gives you the rundown, describing what perps he faced and an older man he helped use an ATM machine. You hum distractedly, pinching at the fat where it spreads on your thigh, sitting down as you are. 

He sticks his face through the curtain gap, hair slicked to his cheeks. "What're you doing?" 

"You told me to stay, so I'm staying." 

He's nervous for a split second, glancing back into the shower as though there's an answer there waiting for him before angling himself toward you fully, his naked chest dripping and shining in the bathroom light. "Okay, fine, we need to talk about something. But I want you to know that you forced my hand here. Okay?" 

"Okay." You nibble the inside of your lip, used to his theatrics. "What have I done?" 

"It's not something you've done. It's something you are. I can't even say it. I," —he pulls the curtain in front of his face, moves it aside again– "just need to tell you. Lately it's like you don't even realise how beautiful you are and I'm tired of it. You're radiant. Like, glowing." 

Your recent internal debate must show on your face, that doubt, because he gives you a steadying smile. "Really, really beautiful," he says more seriously.

It's easy to smile at him. "Thank you, Pete." You scoop his suit off of the floor. "I'll go scrub the tetanus out of this in the kitchen sink." 

"Wait–" 

He can't just get out with suds in his hair, giving you the perfect escape plan. You have ten minutes to yourself filling the sink with soapy water and steeping the fabric before he's out of the bedroom in pyjamas, trousers tucked into his socks and hair damp from ferocious towel scrubbing. "You're such a– such a– thing," he decides. "I'm telling you you're beautiful and you walk off so you don't have to hear it? What's wrong with you?" His voice slips into a kinder register. "You do know you're pretty, right? I'm not just saying it to say it." 

"I'm just feeling icky," you confide. 

"About what?" 

You want to tell him, you find. "You know how I've gained weight?" 

He doesn't need any more explanation. Peter knows you've gained weight, you've mentioned it to him, and it's visual, and he can likely tell whenever he decides to flex his strength. "What, and you think that makes you less pretty?" He puts a damp hand behind your neck to bring you forward. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, a little." 

He kisses you. His nose bumps your nose, his lips crushed to your as he holds you in place. Despite this, it isn't an overly rough connection. It's definitely not shy. "You're beautiful," he says in the space between your lips. 

"It doesn't suit me–" 

"It does. It really fucking suits you. Have you seen yourself? You couldn't look better." 

"Even when I was thinner?" 

"You look just as perfect then as you did now." His intensity fades and he encourages you back enough to see your face, his thumb rubbing a short line into your neck. His brows are furrowed, dark eyes darker for it. "Weight isn't a factor." 

"No, but you have to say that." 

"I don't. Not really. I'm sure there are a thousand shitty guys who'd tell you something different, but I'm not– I love you, the whole you. I like you like this." He grins. "Which should be obvious." 

You tsk at him, to his delight, his laughter boyish as he buries his face in your neck with a hug, kissing a messy circle up and into the soft line of your jaw. You trap him there without thinking, chin hooked down, squirming as he blows hot air into your skin. 

"I've been putting it on too," he says. "It's happy weight." 

"It's not happy weight for you, Pete, it's just more muscle." 

"It makes you happy, doesn't it?" he jokes, smiling and kissing and hugging you all at once. "Just like it does on you for me."

#tasm peter parker #tasm peter x reader #fics i like #I'm losing my mind #this is so cute

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✦ PROJECT HAIL MARY by andy weir —in the style of a 70s sci-fi novel.

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Ryan with Project Hail Mary directors Phil Lord and Chris Miller last night !

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how to save your favorite fanfics

Ever gone looking for an old fic you loved, only to find it’s disappear and is now lost forever? Yeah, me too - my first fanfic loss was at the tender age of 14, when the beloved and award-winning Pirates in the Fellowship was taken down while I was still in the middle of reading it. One second I was reading about Captain Jack Sparrow helping out at the Battle of Helm’s Deep, the next second I’d clicked the Next Chapter button only to find an error screen.

That was my first experience with the hard truth that, while the internet is forever, fanworks certainly aren’t. If you’ve never lost an old fave, you’re either incredibly lucky, very new to fandom, or don’t read fanfic. Fanfiction gets deleted every day for all sorts of reasons - maybe a TOS violation, maybe bullying, maybe the writer got embarrassed at their high school hobby and deleted their archive. In the case of Pirates in the Fellowship, the writer wanted to edit and repost the story, and did eventually do so - three years later.

But the majority of deleted fic is never going to come back, and we can’t expect writers to just…not delete things. (Though on AO3, we can hope that the writers will at least opt to orphan their fics instead.) There’s really no way to prevent it from happening, so the next best thing is to take precautions and save your faves while they’re still up. Fans have been doing this for decades - back in the day, folks used to copy/paste entire fics into a word document to print them out, and you can find stories on tumblr of fics that only survived because of that.

But it’s the year 2018, and now we have way better ways to archive our favorite fanworks!

AO3

Archive of Our Own is, by and far, the easiest place to download fic from - it’s literally built into the website.

All you have to do is click the Download button, choose which kind of file you want to save the fic as, and where on your device you want to save it. Just a few quick clicks, and the entire story gets saved!

I usually save fic as a PDF. MOBI and EPUB are e-reader files. HTML is similar to saving as a webpage.

For more info on downloading from AO3, check out their Downloading Fanworks FAQ.

FanFictionDownloader

So what about all those sites that don’t have a built-in downloader? Which is, of course, basically every other major archive out there. Enter FanFictionDownloader, a super-easy-to-use third-party tool that downloads the fic for you.

FanFictionDownloader works on a number of popular sites, including FanFiction.Net and FictionPress.Net. It also has a wide array of output options - you can download fic as a PDF, MOBI, or EPUB, and also as a text document or several other document types that I don’t actually recognize. Check out their Features page for more details.

After you’ve downloaded FanFictionDownloader, all you have to do is open the program, copy/paste the link of the fic you want to download, choose the file output type, and download it.

There’s other tools out there as well, but AO3′s built-in download button and FanFictionDownloader both cover my needs nicely so I’ve never tested any others. If you’re only downloading from the big sites, you might find you don’t need anything else.

Now, if you’re trying to download fic from, say, Livejournal…well, you might need to go the old route of copy/paste into a word document, or just save the entire webpage. Kinda annoying and ungainly, but honestly worth it when you go to check out the original site and find the fic’s been deleted.

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there’s absolutely nothing better than reading a 100k word fanfic, that is until you remember you have a body that is starving, thirsty and incredibly sleep deprived and hasn’t used the bathroom since the sun set 8 hours ago

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kind sir, how many lime trees does one household need? (there’s even more now, theyre everywhere)

my dad has an addiction to keeping these things i swear

should i send one to mars for u?

I would kill for a lime right now send it up