Kat @crownprincessofevil - Tumblr Blog

tbh while i love the energy for "OMG FINALLY A FRIENDSHIP CENTERED MOVIE NO ROMANCE BETWEEN STRATT AND GRACE" i need to point out that hey. she SERENADED HIM. HE STARED AT HER ACROSS THE BAR WITH HIS BIG PUPPYDOG EYES WHILE SHE SERENADED HIM? if these were two men your ass would be JUMPING to ao3 and writing 2000 word Tumblr posts about their undeniable chemistry.

im thrilled as fuck that the movie did not go in an explicit direction because that would absolutely cheapen it for me. and i do think it's completely unrequited on grace's side he's just chilling but she is SO into him. not platonic not romantic but secret third thing style. i dont think she wants to jump his bones but i think she wants him around 24/7 for a reason. and the reason is she wants him in some way!! but she'd never act on it. she can't allow emotion to cloud her judgement more than it already has. because really, who's the best choice for the scientist onboard project hail mary? who should have been the very first choice? the leading astrophage expert, of course.

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“‘I think about your thighs,’ he wrote in the second letter, and the warm, moist smell of your skin in the morning, and the tiny eyelash in each corner of your eye that I always notice when you first roll over to look at me. I don’t know why you are better and more beautiful than anybody else. I don’t know why your body is something I can’t stop thinking about, why those little flaws and ridges on your back are lovely to me or why the pale soft bottoms of your New Jersey feet that always wore shoes are more poignant than any other feet, but they are. I thought I would have more time to chart your body, to map its poles, its contours and terrains, its inner regions, both temperate and torrid - a whole topography of skin and muscle and bone. I didn’t tell you, but I imagined a lifetime as your cartographer, years of exploration and discovery that would keep changing the look of my map. It would always need to be redrawn and reconfigured to keep up with you. I’m sure I’ve missed things..or forgotten them, because half the time I’ve been wandering around your body blind drunk with happiness. There are still places I haven’t seen.”

— Siri Hustvedt, What I Loved (via karibu-nyumbani)