I Can't Tell You Not To Buy A Welton Sweater As I Just Ordered One Two Days Ago And I Have No Regrets.

Reblog if you're black tumblr.

You don’t have to be black, it just means you support us, you stand by us and your for us.

not so gentle reminder that academia belongs to the queer, the weary, the women, the people of color, the poor, the ill just as much as it does the rich, the white, the privileged. if your academia isn't accessible, i don't want it.

One of the prettiest moments in winter is when the sun starts to come out again in like february/march but it’s still cold but that doesn’t matter because everything feels light and fresh and you walk outside without freezing because the sunshine is warming your face and everything is starting to wake up

They really trying to say she is not excited for the role.

a lot of the "Rachel Zegler is smug" hate train feels very much like when Anne Hathaway got the same response. Which basically was alot of people for some reason hate how passionate theatre kids are.

Can’t stop thinking about Cameron and Charlie actually being friends. Like they were roommates, do you know how much potential that has??? So, because I am on a tangent I would like to share a few thoughts:

- Charlie seems like he would be the kind of person to throw pens at Cameron when he wants his attention. So the floor is always littered in pens much to the annoyance of both of them because Cameron won’t pick them up.

-Cameron found out that Charlie could play the saxophone when Charlie would play a single, very loud note when he was too deep into studying and didn’t notice the pens bouncing off his shoulder. 

-They wear roughly the same size of shoes and when in a hurry they’ve been known to accidentally take the others and then complain about it for the rest of the day.

-The rest of the poets are tired™ of their bickering only because they know that it means nothing to either of them 

-I think I may have read this headcanon elsewhere, but them starting a podcast. 

-Their energies would balance it out so nicely, maybe do it on obscure parts of history

-Charlie would bring in snacks and brush the crumbs off his bed, into his hand, and then put them directly onto Camerons pillow. (Cameron would just take off the pillow case because he is sensible like that)

-I want Camerons parents to love Charlie, maybe they’ve met him at the first day of school assembly thing. 

-Better yet Charlie didn’t want to go home for the holidays and instead of admitting it was bothering him to the rest of the poets (and Charlie and mr.perry sounds like a nightmare for neil) Cameron just casually says that he could stay at his house for the break.

-Which creates the power duo that is camerons mom and Charlie. 

-If it was modern day they’d snapchat each other daily 

-Charlie is in the family groupchat 

I got ahead of myself, but anyway. I just love them together as friends and think it is unexplored potential.

poems about Laika (the soviet space dog)

i’ve been hunting for one in specific, and during my quest, i have seen that very many beautiful poems about this creature have been written. I wanted to compile them.

“first dog in space” by brennig davies / “They say that, from space, the Earth looks like a small, blue ball. I’ll throw it for you, Laika, if you’ll chase it, dart through the stratosphere like a comet, undeserving of its fate.”

“laika” by claire williamson / “for three hours she was weightless, pulse racing, but ate her dinner, alive to see an orbital sunrise.”

“laika” by adnana zeljkovic / “Paddling with her soft paws in inimical vacuum, (nothing to draw you to your bosom like Mother Earth’s gravitation) herself soft snowflake,”

“laika” by paul gerard reed / The stars that shone have all gone out as man betrayed your trust, but your spirit is still in place somewhere, out there in space.

“laika” by dave lewis / “But when you gave me that final kiss on the nose I suppose deep down inside I knew my destiny lay among the stars. Alone, in silence, I watched the world spinning round, one thousand miles below.“

“i remember laika” by jan oskar hansen / “The farewell can’t be delayed a boy has run to the outer field sits on a stone tries not to cry the struggle to accept the unavoidable.”

“muttnik” by tumblr user @fateology / “I don’t mind. I just miss you. I miss you like the space that lies between two breaths. Full to burning.”

“for the first dog in space” by lavinia greenlaw / “Laika, do not let yourself be fooled by the absolute stillness that comes only with not knowing how fast you are going. As you fall in orbit around the earth, remember your language. Listen to star dust. Trust your fear.”

“laika” by sarah doyle / “Brave little cosmonaut, caught and collared, Earth no more than a distant ball with which you cannot play.”

“laika” by adrian sobol / “If there is light, it’s pressing down on you. Something stirs inside it.”

“first the dog” by zbigniew herbert / “awkwardly we bump into stars / we see nothing we hear nothing / we beat with out fists on the dark ether / on all the wavelengths is a whining”

you are welcome to add more poems to this post if you have any in mind to recommend.

The best dynamic for a group of characters: every single one of them is the weirdest person you will ever meet, but in wildly different ways.  Every time you think you’ve identified “the normal one” they casually reveal that they don’t think birds exist, or they fistfight grizzly bears on the weekends, or they collect human skulls, and you realize again that none of these people are remotely normal.

Also they’re found family.

women in S.T.E.M (smuggling, treason, embezzlement, murder)

tiktok comments i think school spirits characters would use

I'LL TAKE CARE OF YOU.

anne carson, euripides / dead poets society, 1989 / a text between me and a loved one / you remind me of you, eireann corrigan / columbus, 2017 / puppet, tyler the creator / rooftops of tehran, mahbod seraji / you can't be depressed, neil hilborn / russian doll, 2019 / miss stevens, 2016.