Lucy Rambles

Boobs are an accessory and do not go with every outfit. It is so ok to just go ‘huh this looks weird, let’s see if I can fix it’ and then it does fix it

Im gonna be so real can yall actually talk about ways we can support trans women in the UK instead of giving all the attention to fucking JKR. I already know that Harry Poter sucks, I wanna know how to actually HELP people. Something something you have to love the oppressed more than you hate the oppressor

I want you guys to all start making a bigger stink about Tumblr's Age Verification Horseshit.

Still thinking about how Grace was always treated as disposable. Kicked out of his passion field for his honesty—underpaid as a (very good) teacher, to the point he can’t afford a car—left alone in a room full of argon with a sample that might kill him, while all the indispensable guys who put him there stood on the other side of the glass and watched. Shoved screaming into a mission that would kill him. And then, then this bonkers little alien who just met him gladly trades years off his life (via extended return mission) to save him. Runs burning through deadly air to keep him from dying. Chooses finally to weave their lives together forever and recreate Grace’s best dreams of Earth to make him happy. No wonder Grace told Rocky he doesn’t have to get him a gift, he’s given him everything. To one little spider guy, Grace is irreplaceable. That’s love.

this is even funnier when you know that “paris green” is a specific green pigment that contains arsenic (very distinctive shade of pale-ish green, common house paint color before yknow. all that research on how arsenic kills you). little birdies crop dusting the marsh with powdered arsenic<3