Induced Heat | lostshieldandhammer

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Steve’s mind wasn’t as hazy now as it had been before and he curled into Tony’s warmth, burying his face into his mate’s neck, sighing softly as he did so. “I’m sorry about how everything happened,” he said quietly. “I know we were headed in this direction together at some point, but I know this is sooner than you wanted it to happen. I don’t regret anything… only that we didn’t have the chance to plan everything out like we wanted.”

Tony petted through the omega’s hair, shaking his head. “Hey, it’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong.” he promised. “We aren’t as prepared as I’d like, but I would never change my mind about being yours.” he said softly, leaning to kiss Steve again. “All that matters is that we got you home before anything happened. I can take care of you and we’ll be fine.” he smiled at Steve, moving carefully so that he could drape an arm over Steve’s side. “I’m right here, Steve. Always yours, and now everyone will know.” 

not-close-to-straight:

This is your reminder that if someone uses the words “that was a test/I was testing you/you passed” in reference to their weird behavior or to brush off a fight you had with them?

That’s a red flag.

RUN THE OTHER WAY.

If they do something that makes you angry and you react accordingly and they tell you “I was testing you to see how’d you react” they are PURPOSEFULLY baiting you.

If they allow you to think something awful is happening (usually like they are cheating) and you blow up about it and they say “I was checking to see if you are jealous” they are PURPOSEFULLY trying to push your buttons.

If they invade your privacy (checking your phone, sneaking on your computer) and say “I was testing you, you passed, there’s nothing on your phone” when you catch them, they are PURPOSEFULLY going out of their way to find something to pick a fight.

Healthy relationships do not involve partners that manufacture “tests” to check the other partners commitment.

Healthy relationships do not include pushing the other to the edge just to see what they will do.

Healthy relationships DO NOT INCLUDE excusing terrible behavior by saying “I was testing to see if you loved me”

Labeling actions as “this was me forcing you to prove you feel (this way) by making sure you will act the way I think you should” is manipulative at best and can very easy turn abusive in about a million different ways.

Fail their test. Walk away. Leave them to their toxicity.

It’s not worth it.

“Pop quizzes” are for school, not for relationships.

headspacedad:

emotionalmorphine:

Somewhere along the way fanart become worth more than fanfic to fandom.

Artists have Patreon accounts where people pay real money to view their art early or to access special pictures like scraps or tutorials.

Whereas writers are expected to produce more and more, faster, for nothing in return. No one wants to see our “scraps” and writers who do provide Tips and Tricks often get crap for “policing” how people write.

And it falls into the prevailing notion that somehow writing is something easy, something anyone can do.

This isn’t an attack on fanartists. You deserve to receive some sort of compensation and accolades for your work. And so do fanauthors.

Writing fic is hard work. Yes, anyone can type out a story, same as anyone can pick up a pencil to draw, but what makes the difference, what makes a good piece is the experience and talent of an author. It’s all the stories no one saw, it’s all the writing books we’ve read, it’s the classes we have attended, all rolled into a package that works weeks, months, years to bring the fandom their fic. Yes we write for ourselves but we also write to contribute to fandom – just like artists do.

We’re just the same – artists and authors – and we deserve the same respect for our work.

It’s because everyone thinks they can write.

Publish a book.  One of the first and most continuous comments you’ll hear whenever you tell anyone is: ‘Oh! I’ve been meaning to write a book!’.  People use words to talk.  Writing is just putting words down on paper.  Logically, therefore, anyone that can talk, can write.  Ta da!  See?  Writing is something even small children can do.  Obviously it doesn’t take Real Skill.

Except all those people that will tell you they’ve been meaning to write a book? They never will.  Because, fun fact – writing is hard.  Writing is very hard.  Its hard to sit down and focus your mind and string words together on paper in sentence after sentence after sentence.  For hours.  Days.  Months.  Until you finish your short story or poem or book.  Its hard to take what’s in your mind and paint pictures of it but without using actual pictures.  Its hard to come up with interesting ways to say things, with characters that matter to people.  Plotting is hard.  Multiple plots are harder.  Multiple plots with multiple characters all using only words – not voice tone, not hand gestures, not pictures to help people understand what you’re saying – is hardest.   Writing is not talking.  Writing is, in a lot of ways, the stripped down version of talking because you have to do it all on paper without any noise or facial expressions to carry the words.  Telling a story is time consuming and requires you to concentrate even when you’d rather not.  It makes you pull out pieces of your soul and give them to other people, who are probably going to misunderstand them because they’re going to see them through their own soul’s view.  But you still have to find a way to connect so that they’ll still care about what you’re telling them.  And at the end of it – you’ll be exhausted and burned out and exhilarated and excited and scared and happy and sad and

someone is going to look at you and say:

‘oh!  I’ve been meaning to write a book!’.

People know they’re not artists because they can pick up a pencil and quickly see that they don’t have the practice to draw.  Everyone is a writer because writing is word art and everyone knows

they can use words.

bando–grand-scamyon:

velvetyhugs:

teampokepals76:

gservator:

radglawr:

bishopmyles:

Nope.

when your teacher is trying to teach you how to cast fireball

+3 to Intellect

If anybody’s wondering what’s happening here, this clip made it onto Outrageous Acts of Science, and they explained that this teacher was demonstrating the Leidenfrost effect, which is basically when you place a droplet of a liquid on a surface that’s far hotter than its boiling point. The part of the drop touching the hot surface turns into vapor and forms a cushion that the rest of the drop rests on top of, which causes it to skid across the floor so quickly.

The substance the teacher uses in the video is liquid methane. But methane has a really low boiling point. Like, about −160 °C low. So once it touches the comparatively hot floor, the Leidenfrost effect comes into play, and it slides across the floor. The issue is though, methane is colorless, so you can’t normally see it. Thankfully (in this demonstration), methane is also very flammable, so he sets it on fire before dumping it onto the floor so you can see it as it moves.

Definitely a cooler demonstration of the Leidenfrost effect than dropping a little water in a hot pan.

Or hotter, if you like puns.

THANKS FOR EXPLANATION SCIENTIFIC SIDE OF TUMBLR

My mama said I can’t be in yo class no more

Hey uh doll hi hello 1. You said talk about donuts in your bio so you’re automatically a fave and 2. You said you were bored and wanted prompts so imagine Tony and Bucky sharing a glazed donut and just being happy! And probably also on a date or maybe on the roof of the tower watching the sun set whilst Bucky toys with the wedding ring he has in his pocket y’know I think that’d be okay? Idk sorry if I’m being annoying

hawkbucks:

This took approximately 25 years to fill and it probably wasn’t worth the wait lmao I’m sorry ;; but I had a lot of fun writing it.

If there are typos then that’s all completely my fault. I’ve got no beta. All I have is Google Docs and spellcheck. 


Maybe it’s a bit of a cliché scene, the both of them lounging around on a couch they dragged out onto the landing pad. But it’s comfortable; there’s no flashing cameras, no invasive questions, and no furtive glances. Just the two of them (and okay, maybe one flashing camera, but that’s just because Tony insists on taking selfies).

“I’m still upset about the Boston creams,” Tony grumbles, a chunk of glazed donut in his hand. He pops the donut into his mouth, sucking off some of the dried glaze that covers his fingers. After swallowing, he adds, “The lack of them, to be more specific.” Although, they did stop by the shop near 6PM, so he supposes he can’t complain too much.

Bucky hands Tony another chunk before polishing off the remainder. “I feel like it’d be harder to share a Boston cream,” Bucky says, actually pondering the logistics of sharing such a donut. He gestures vaguely at Tony’s jeans that probably cost more than what most people make in a week. “Do you want a bunch’a filling all over your pants.”

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