Believe In Mark Watney

I don’t know how much the phm fandom overlaps with Star Trek but I will once again be participating in the Star Trek potluck in August !! (I post Star Trek fic on ao3 under the same name btw so that’ll be going there)

…and then she said "You are my solution" in the softest voice ever and it broke my own heart as much as it broke theirs

atheist quarterback throws a hail darwin

agnostic quarterback throws a hail maybe

good morning it's don't crash out Thursday where we try our hardest not to crash out. on Thursday

i know murderbot would be mad at me if i said this, but i would die for murderbot. fullstop.

Okay, okay I get it the people have spoken. Hopefullyyy I’ll be done w this in a few days and it’ll be posted all as one, mdni w the smut at the end <33

Sometimes I see posts and it really is the “hyperfixation hammer makes everything a The Character shaped nail”. Not everything is about Ryland grace but it can be if you just give me a second

Rocky makes a little Mark out of Xenonite and Mark makes a little Rocky out of potatoes.

It's so over (got stranded on Mars) we're so back (I can grow food here) it's so over (we left a guy on Mars) we're so back (we've established communication) it's so over (the airlock exploded and the crops froze) we're so back (we've cut down the launch window for a resupply) it's so over (the probe exploded) we're so back (the space program in China has been working on their own probe that can launch in the correct window to get him supplies) it's so over (we didn't tell the hermes crew about a separate possible mission) we're so back (the hermes crew committed mutiny and are now on the way to save Watney) it's so over (we have to remove the front of his spacecraft to get him into space) we're so back (we can cover the hole with a tarp) it's so over (the tarp ripped off during launch and the distance between the hermes and the mav is too wide) we're so back (we can use remaining thruster fuel to course correct) it's so over (if we do this we'll be going too fast) we're so back (we can build a bomb and blow up part of the station to slow us down) it's so over (there's still too much distance between the Hermes and Watney) we're so back (he poked a hole in his suit and flew to us like iron man)

oughh. grace repeatedly calling his students "my children". those are his children!!! his kids!! getting a panic attack once it hits him that they will be adults by the time the world goes to shit and leaving class to go straight to stratt and demand to get astrophage. his children will die. coming across something and thinking how he could show it to his class. saying how teaching eridians is one of his favorite places to be. his kids his kids!!!

I guess I must have amazing taste because somehow everything that I like are things that I enjoy