death becomes your lover

Del | she/her | early 20s | aspec & bi | multifandom (mostly ghost currently)

[popiacopia]

Happy Gay Month! Be super homo for me, alrighty?

[hayleywilliamsfan84]

i keep laughing at the way that eridian culture in the movie and eridian culture in the book are not contradictory at all, if you accept that movie rocky is just a total FREAK

grace: boy i sure can't wait to meet other eridians haha! rocky, putting on a shirt for the first time in four years: rocky has something to tell grace but does grace promise not to be mad, question?

[hydrangea-pop]

I can't leave this in the tags lmaooo

[howmanyholesinswisscheese]

me: so you see, even if andy weir says he didn't intend for your story to be political, there remains an intense underlying political message in your earth's journey to survival. hope and collaboration are just as political and perhaps even more radical as dystopia in this day and age. and to just throw all that away and say we're all reading into it is a disservice both to the readers who fell in love with you as a character, and to the very ideals you represent.

book!Grace, who i just transported into a pocket universe specifically to rant to him: RYAN GOSLING??? I'm RYAN GOSLING??

me: yes obviously, now stay on topic here. what im trying to tell you is that all art is political, no matter its supposed intentions. the global trolley problem of it all, ortiz's portrayal of rocky as an alien who gets to be as weird as he wishes he could be, the world's decision to choose a woman to be the scapegoat of humanity's survival--

movie!Grace, also trapped here: they did what to antarctica???

[cenotaphghuleh]

I'll give you all one guess as to what I'm looking at... or two. ❤️‍🔥

🎥: archiesixx

[wulfhalls]

forever grateful i was simply too lazy to let the makeup industrial complex get its hooks in me. I was just like im not doing all of that. in fact. im doing none of that

[cumaeansibyl]

yeah I have political reasons for it now but my original and still most powerful reason is "I am not getting out of this bed one single second before I have to"

[aromanticduck]

[socialmaya]

[forfawkssake]

I hate it when you’re reading smut and you can’t figure out what position they’re in.

[jonmoxleys]

sometimes it just ends up being something like

[onlyhereforthedrama]

ITS BACK

[dontleavemydreams-deactivated20]

lord 

[uhmgilinsky]

Y’ALL NEED JESUS

[forfawkssake]

Please stop reblogging this post

[gonegonegoneeeee-deactivated202]

nah whenever this appears on my dash i laugh for years

[amatasera]

HAAAA

[inkwhelp]

people who are gay: yeah i’m gay

people who are straight: yeah i’m straight

people who are aroace: have you seen project hail mary

[bellabolgerart]

Ugh love being aroace … unrelated but really liked Project Hail Mary, wonder why!

[escuerzoresucitado]

[kleefkruid]

My cats have this meow that means "please come with me to fix this" after which they'll lead me to the problem in question, usually a empty (or 'empty') food bowl or a closed door they want open. They look at the 'problem', they look back at me, clear message.

What fascinates me is how this illustrates what they percieve as being in the realm of my 'power.' I control the food, I control the door, sure, but my cats love to sit on the balcony in the sun, and it has happened plenty of times that on a rainy day they come get me, go to the balcony and show me... the rain. "Please fix this" they say. "Please get rid of the wet"

"Silly kitty," I say, "I can't control the rain." I then walk into the shower and turn on the rain.

[swanjolras-blog-archive-deactiv]

gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining

because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.

and they told us to tell you hello.

[swanjolras-blog-archive-deactiv]

this is far and away the most popular post i ever made on tumblr. people have asked me if they could illustrate it, people have asked me if they could turn it into a novella, people just messaged me to say it made them cry. that means more to me than i can say.

you probably heard that the mars opportunity rover died today. 

it was hard news to hear. i cried at my desk at work. it doesn’t make it easier that it was only supposed to run for 90 days at all; it doesn’t make it easier that it lived 14 years longer than it expected to. it lived a full life. it lived a very good life. it was the first set of eyes on miles and miles of mars. it was an explorer, it was tough, it was very, very brave. and none of that makes it easier, none of that makes it okay that it is not going to sing happy birthday to itself again.

about a year ago, my childhood cat died. i loved her more than anything. i don’t live near my family any more, and i wasn’t there for it, but my parents were, and they held her while her body gave out, and they say she knew she was with them, she knew she was loved.

i know opportunity was a computer inside a movable body, and not a person, or even an animal. still, i wish it had had people to hold it. i wish it had been with the people who cared for it. it seems very hard to me, to die so far from home.

but i think - to the extent to which we can say computers “know” things, which i think is a great deal; i think knowing is most of what computers do; i think if they have a consciousness, knowledge must be nearly all of it-

i think opportunity knew it was loved. 

every couple of months i dream that i’ve gone home and my cat’s there. even now, even though my grieving is over and done with, i visit her in my dreams, and i hold her, and every time, she purrs. she missed me. she’s so happy to be with me again.

that’s a very human thing, dreaming of what we’ve loved. what we’ve lost. dreaming things that outlast death. like robots, and singing.

[honourofheresy]

Me holding Copia's crotch: is there a rat in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?

Copia: a rat

Me:

Me: what

Copia pulling a rat out of his pocket: it's a rat

[burichu]

Hey ghesties! Hubby and I are on our way home from a road trip to St. Louis, Missouri and while we were there, our boyfriend and metamour introduced us to this bomb taco place called Terror Tacos, which has horror theming, BUT SPECIFICALLY:

They had two alcoholic beverages named after songs, and Papa Secondo was hanging out at one of the tables!

Though he seems to have lost a concerning amount of weight, he was skin and bones! /silly

[mainponcho]

hey everyone I found out what happened to Secondo's hair

[blackpyrefly]

it's hard being a polyamorous action hero because whenever i have flashbacks to all my dead wives it takes like 20 minutes to get through all of it

[3liza]

it kind of sounds like youre just feeding local women to the deadwife montage

[lucick]

THEM RATS! ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ