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sagittarius sun , cancer moon , virgo rising , music geek , feminist , queer , cellist , fandom culture , math lover , bookworm , palestinian , artist , writer , photography , theatre kid , choir , anime , yellowjackets , tshd , soul eater ,

most other things about me you can find by scrolling through my blog lmao

“a figure pacing up and down on a woven rug, in a room surrounded by tanks containing insects. a creative apartment clearly, and a camera on the floor contains thousands of pictures of trees”

“some say israel would be happiest if we just disappeared. Like in a magic show? Our magic is that we are still here and always here.” — Naomi Shihab Nye, “Harvest”

#intro post #trees

nuthin-gold-can-stay

percy jackson treating the color blue as a superstition, because when he was a kid it was an inside joke between his mom and him, because it was the one part of his childhood his jerk stepdad couldn't invade since he didn't even understand it, because it proved his mom loved him. after all he told her one time in the second grade that his favorite color was blue and she immediately decided to make it Their Thing.

the awkward 11 year old kid on financial aid at his fancy private school, with blue candy wrappers in his pocket and a blue eraser so he won't fail the test. blue marker doodles on his arm that he drew in the lobby of the principal's office so he won't get expelled (again.) blue t-shirt on the first day of summer, so maybe his stepdad won't take notice of him when he comes back from boarding school. blue birthday cake so the next year will be lucky and blue pancakes because him and his mom made them together and blue backpack so maybe this school will be the one where people will treat him like he's Normal.

he's wearing a red jacket when the Minotaur attacks him and his mom on Half-blood Hill and he'll never wear that color again. when it's time to pick roommates in sixth grade at Yancy Academy and he doesn't have any friends to reach for immediately, he picks the boy with the blue shoes. this boy's name is grover underwood and he's a good roommate choice because later he'll turn out be a great satyr and one of the best friends this kid's ever had. percy wraps blue paper tape on his sword's hilt when the leather grip is falling apart and the walls of his mom's boyfriend's apartment (the jerk stepdad died) are dark blue so maybe this new guy will be cool. sally and paul's wedding ring is a blue diamond so yeah, he's cool. fuck.

they can think he's weird. superstitions mean nothing in greek mythology. but he's just scared. Luke Castellan's eyes were blue but when Kronos possessed him, they turned gold. nine year old in his fourth boarding school in four years, walking home wondering if his mom still cares because he doesn't know she's sending him away to make the monsters lose track, he just thinks she's sending him as far as possible from her. being reassured by the fact that she remembered to bring blue candy from her job at Sweet on America to greet him home for Christmas break and his stepdad will call them weird but he won't take notice.

he'll redo the blue paper tape on the sword's hilt for the entire month after the battle of manhattan so nothing else goes wrong, kronos won't come back, it'll really be over. and when that goes doesn't work and the giants rise on August 1st he'll wear blue instead of his CHB t-shirt so Gaea will fall.

he'll be ok. it'll be ok.

abra-ca-deadbra

@rachelsblue-hairbrush

rachelsblue-hairbrush

YESYESYESYESYESYESYESSSSSSSSSS

maybemacdc

quiet mornings

soncee

Mommy Katara

martindykewood

like i quite literally have never been more passionate about anything than i am about the human race’s invariable desire to tell stories and the fact that we always find a way to do it, through spoken language and written language and body language and visual art and theater and poetry and oral tradition and a million other things. there are so many things we take for granted about the human experience that we never stop to think about but i really want you to take a step back and consider how fucking amazing it is that our need to tell stories transcends all boundaries of time and geography and borders and language. it is one of very few things that is legitimately intrinsic to human nature and i will never stop being completely in awe of humanity for that.

let's gooo

I just googled this and… yes, it’s absolutely real.

And there are so many articles and videos and discussions. Like, the scientific community is buzzing about this.

So much research will have to be redone because the data was absolutely compromised, off by orders of magnitude, by using standard lab gloves.

The world is probably not horrifically contaminated by microplastics. Sterile laboratories, however, are contaminated by latex and nitrile gloves.

Thank God someone bothered to check.

kiralamouse

Since I hate having to do my own searches to verify stuff, here’s a Science Daily link and the journal article it cites for any similarly lazy-but-conscientious people after me. (And the University of Michigan press release, for what it’s worth.)