Project Hail Mary (2026), dir. Phil Lord & Christopher Miller
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
DEAR READER
almost home
dirt enthusiast

Love Begins

roma★
Peter Solarz
Acquired Stardust

oozey mess
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Claire Keane

Product Placement
Jules of Nature
Show & Tell
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

Kiana Khansmith

JBB: An Artblog!
NASA

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Project Hail Mary (2026), dir. Phil Lord & Christopher Miller
dr ryland "bad lab practice" grace
Jack Thorne and David McKenna accept the Wavelength Award at the 2026 IndieWire Honors
IM CRYING WINSTON FINALLY ADDRESSED IT
if anyfly cares
u good?
girl obviously not
walking into the pissing me off factory then being surprised when I get pissed off
sources say there are muscles in the back of my neck. and they want to kill me
Stranger Things 3 — Chapter One: Suzie, Do You Copy?
snoopy of the day
The thing that’s always missing from the “women didn’t fight for the right to work they were already working they fought to get paid” is that many women also very much wanted to work.
Women wanted to be lawyers and engineers and chemists. They wanted to use their brains in challenging and interesting ways. They wanted to get the satisfaction from solving problems and inventing new shit and getting attention for it.
I know not everyone is born with intellectual curiosity or drive or determination but some people are and many of those people are women.
I know I sound like your mom but you kids need to stop fucking vaping
1) Vaping is confirmed to cause cancer. Vaping coats the lungs with toxic substances, such as heavy metals and benzene, which are known to cause cancer
2) Many vapes contain diacetyl, which, when inhaled causes popcorn lung, or scarring of the lung
3) Ultrafine particles, when being inhaled, can be lodged in the trachea (not good!)
4) Ultrafine particles can also constrict the arteries in the lungs potentially causing A HEART ATTACK
5) Vaping is relatively new. Not much studies have been done in comparison to tobacco. Plus, the vaping companies are powerful people. There is a large chance that they are purposely downplaying and even burying any evidence that vaping is harmful - just like the tobacco companies before them. They do not care about you, or your health, or the truth. They only care for money
Also STOP VAPING INDOORS AROUND OTHER PEOPLE. Holy shit, if you're gonna wreck your lungs at least give me the option not to wreck mine.
You Okay? (The Mandalorian and Grogu)
They were on Nal Hutta.
Rich swamp smells, loam and river-weed, moist tree bark, springy moss and shading fern. Sounds of the deep fens, droids on patrol, frogs chorusing, the swell of countless insects droning. The feel of earth beneath his palms, his toes squelching in the puddles.
The way his father’s chest rose up and down, up and down, fast and shallow. The rattle of his breathing.
What if it had come out different?
What if he never found the kind man across the river? What if he never got the medicine?
He pulled at his father’s shoulder, tapped his armor frantically, listened for his heartbeat under beskar.
All was silent — all was silent — and he was alone —
*
Grogu woke up in the dark on Nevarro. He would know the closeness of their little home no matter what, the little hum of their security defenses in the background, the smells of caf and cookies, the way the air hung just so within four prefab walls. It was secure now. He could feel it in the Force.
But the dream was still so scary and so fresh. He froze, then pulled his blanket over his head. He stayed like that a minute before peeping his head out, ears brushing against the soft fabric. He called out, shyly, just once.
No answer.
He told himself he would be okay if his father slept through without realizing. They had been through so much these past days. They both needed rest. Grogu sighed and turned within his blanket, shivering a little, determined to fall back asleep on his own.
A hand, warm and steady on his back in the dark. “Hey, kid. You okay?”
Grogu hesitated.
He’d been okay after the assault on the Imperial warlord in the snow. Chilly, excited, but fine.
He’d been okay after they locked him in a cage. His legs were tired and he was embarrassed and worried about his dad, but they’d both been all right.
He was okay after he got his dad home safe again. They’d both fought so much, so hard, and they had won!
He was getting stronger. Better at helping his dad. Better at saving his dad. He knew that he was brave and that he’d done good.
“Grogu?” his father asked quietly, his voice rough. He clicked on Grogu’s glow-lamp. In the dim light, Grogu could see he had taken off his helmet, something he did only very rarely, when it was just the two of them in their clan and the world was quiet. His father’s face was lined and tired and kind. “You all right?”
Grogu shook his head no, and he held out his arms.
“Hey, hey. I got you, kiddo.” His father held him close, his embrace gentle as anything. They stayed like that until the sun crept around the edges of the windows, until the blurrg crowed with the morning. And Grogu knew that they were safe once more.