Kiss The Fourteenth, In A Rush Of Adrenaline.

Part 1

In case anyone is having a bad night

(The best of this post and its reblogs, but with links that work)

Here is a website where you can scroll down to all the different levels of the ocean 

Here is a website where you can see the future of the universe

Here is a website where you can press a ‘make everything okay’ button, over and over, until things really are okay

Here is a website that you can read if you feel like a burden

Here is a website where you can look at strobe illusions (TW strobe/flashing)

Here is a website where you can cut stuff up (TW blood/sh)

Here and here are websites where you can play with sand

Here is a website where you can draw with macaroni and other fun foods

Here is a website where you can paint someone’s nails

Here is a website where you can grow a garden with emojis

Here is a website with hundreds of videos of people hugging you (rightfully dubbed ‘the nicest place on the internet’ because it really is, y’all, it made me cry)

Here is a website that will take you to other useless websites

Here is a website where you can make a tiny cat play bongo drums (and other instruments!)

Here is a website to help give you gentle reminders <3

Here is a website where you can grow a tiny farm

Here is a website where you can take a bunch of scientific personality tests

Here is a website of calm rain noise

Take a breath. It’s going to be okay, I promise.

imma just going to spend WAY TOO MUCH time sighing and staring at that middle gif. 😭

O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

WIP Wednesday

I can't believe I've been watching For All Mankind and into space stuff generally for this long and have only just discovered that the real life Thomas Paine designed a flag for Mars. I had to work it into a fic especially since him telling Ellen about his love of the stars is one of my favourite moments in s2.

‘What was that you were working on?’ 

‘Oh that’s, it’s nothing really, a flight of fancy,’ Tom tried to pass it off casually, but secretly he was a little pleased when Ellen said, ‘Go on.’ 

‘It’s a flag for Mars, a proper flag. A true symbol for exploration, something for the whole world to rally around.’ 

Ellen was taken aback a little; she had always assumed he had been the one who demanded NASA use the Stars and Stripes back in ’69.

Tom retrieved the legal pad from where he had haphazardly hidden it. Ellen furrowed her eyebrows in an attempt to decipher the scribblings but Tom handily narrated.

‘If you notice, it goes diagonally upwards to represent progress, from the sliver of Earth, where we’re came to where we’re going. Mars is in the middle but the arrow to the star in the far corner is to show that it’s part of the journey not the final destination. I’m not much of an artist…’

‘I like it, it’s a beautiful vision. So how is the Mars program coming along?’

‘I’ve got time to daydream up flag ideas, I’ll let you figure it out.’

I do believe he's lost.

reblog if Bill Adama doesn’t know where Earth is 🍷

Bill Adama: “You ever think about the times much on New Caprica?”

Laura Roslin: “I try to think about the good times, yes, I do.”

Bill Adama: “One in particular stands out in my mind.You were wearing your really bright red dress. Said you wanted to build a cabin.”

Laura Roslin: “It was Baltar’s ground breaking ceremony. I got a little silly that night.”

Bill Adama: “You ever wonder what would’ve happened if the Cylons hadn’t have come back?”

Laura Roslin: “I think given Baltar and the terrain we couldn’t have made a go of it. What about you? Do you think you would’ve stayed on Galactica, or do you think you would’ve settled?”

Bill Adama: “It’s pretty hypothetical, isn’t it?”

Laura Roslin: “It is. Until it isn’t.“ *laughs* “Did I just say that?”

Bill Adama: “It’s worth just seeing you laugh like that. We’ve been at war so long sometimes we forget what we’re fighting for: Raise our kids in peace. Enjoy one another’s company. Live life as people again.”

Laura Roslin: “Like that night on New Caprica. That’s really what we are talking about here now, isn’t it?”

Bill Adama: “That and other times.”

Laura Roslin: “So if the Cylons hadn’t come back…?”

Bill Adama: “But they did.” *pause* “We have certain responsibilities.”

Laura Roslin: “Yes, we do, Sir. And… I will be back in a few days, and if you’d like, we can talk more about that night. Bill? The answer’s yes. I absolutely would’ve built the cabin.”

That and I want to see how they fuck up the history of the Soviet space program. That shit is wild enough in reality.

OK here’s a really dumb kind of FAM shitpost but this thought just arrived in my mind. Based on the one canon line where he specifies the people who’ve been threatened, we’ve all fully run with the idea that Sergei’s family includes his mother, father, and two or more sisters, and he’s the only son in the family. But what if it’s actually like, “Oh, I do have a brother too but he’s an asshole, the KGB can have him.”

They turned out the lights.

She settled herself under a blanket on the sofa.

Sergei chose to bed down on the floor.

Just before drifting into sleep, Margo remembered something. It hardly mattered, in light of everything else. In light of all the other reasons she had to be angry with him now. But still …

“Sergei. There’s one more thing I need to say.”

“Yes?”

“When I told you to grab that bottle, the ‘and don’t let them see you’ part was implied!”

“Margo. You said it loudly enough that they could hear you.”

Well. Perhaps he did have a point there.

“OK. Fine. Good night.”

“Good night, Margo.”

Chapters: 3/5 Fandom: For All Mankind (TV 2019) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Margo Madison/Sergei Nikulov Characters: Margo Madison, Sergei Nikulov, Original Characters, Irina Morozova Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fix-It, Really quite a mix of silliness with angst and eventual bits of fluff, Elevators Summary:

Canon divergence during 3x03 – everything has happened as in canon, with the kiss and with Sergei asking for the engine designs, until there is a knock on the door of Margo’s hotel room. But it’s not the KGB, it’s hotel staff there to follow up regarding a certain bottle of whisky…

For All Mankind | Margo + smiling

"Even Margo's smiling."

Mwahaha... My hack fraud-ery continues!

An excerpt from my little fic Sergei Serenades in Seclusion:

The mixed CD had “MUSICAL EDUCATION” written with no accompanying track list. Margo pressed play on her stereo and began skipping through the tracks. The music and lyrics emitted by the speakers jumped genres and moods representing an interesting variety of music.

Margo’s brow jumped and creased as she recognized each track. Not all were familiar, however.

She landed on a truly unfortunate country song where the cowboy crooner uttered the phrase:

If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me.

Margo’s brow creased incredulously and wondered at the ceiling, “Dear God.”

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