star ceiling

And you can tell yourself that you don’t miss him anymore, and you’ll probably think you mean it too when it’s 2 in the afternoon and you’re grabbing your coffee from the busy brew that’s 5 minutes down the road from your work. But before you know it, it’s 2AM and you’re in bed starring at the ceiling and there’s that oh so tiny ache in your heart that yearns for him still and you can’t close your eyes because you’re torn between not being able to decide if his absence is more terrifying than the possibility that there will always be a part of you that misses him.
—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write
The real deal

What I love even more about John Boyega and Riz Ahmed is that they *are* British or at the least they are in my eyes true Londoners. Like you would come across people here in London that talk like them, dress like them, look like them. If you think people like felicity Jones, Tom hiddleston and benefits cucumber are what majority of people are like here think again.
I love watching interviews of John and Riz and hearing dialects that sound just like mine and I’m majorly proud that they’re POC and are getting the roles they deserve.

headcanon that when Carmilla becomes mortal she loses her heightened night vision abilities and being in dark rooms makes her uncomfortable because she can’t see anything anymore and it reminds her of the time she spent in the coffin so Laura sticks little adhesive glow in the dark stars to the ceiling

Gift ideas for space and moon witches

-A telescope

-moon necklace 

-HUGE jars to be used for making moon water

-ceiling stars for their room

-Handmake a drawing of their favorite constellation

-Triple moon symbol altar cloth

-sun and moon tarot

-moon decal for their room

-anything galaxy

-Moon spells book

-Take them on a camping trip to lay under the full moon and look at the stars

-solar system model

-crescent moon dream catcher

-constellation mug

-solar system sugar cookies

-nasa shirt

-!!!!!!!!!!!!!! name a star after them !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-space wall calendar

-moon phase watch

-zodiac sign necklace 

-solar system bracelet

-astronomy book

-galaxy bath bomb

-anything with their zodiac sign

most of these items can be found with a simple google search, enjoy :)

Ever since I was a little girl, my mother would tell me that being polite was the most important thing a woman can be.

I am four
I am in the backseat of my grandfather’s car with my two male cousins. I excitingly exclaim, “I’m going to be an astronaut when I’m older!” My grandfather sternly tells me girls can’t be astronauts, especially pretty ones. My cousins say they’re going to be pro football players― he tells them they can be anything they set their minds to. When I get home I take down the glow in the dark stars on my ceiling; I don’t really want to be an astronaut anymore.

I am seven
I am the top of my class, and I win a student of the year award. A boy I have a crush on tells everyone, “no one likes a girl who knows everything.” They all laugh. I blush and stuff my award into my backpack; I don’t really want to be smart anymore.

I am eleven
I am lean and have cut abs from all my activities. All the girls in the locker room have prominent breasts, and hips. One of them tells me that abs on a girl are manly and gross― boys don’t like girls who look bulky; I don’t really want to be strong anymore.

I am fourteen
I am a freshman cheerleader, and getting noticed is important to me. Upperclassmen whistle at me as I walk down the halls, and one very popular senior grabs me by my waist and tells me I’d look good underneath him. I smile uncomfortably and tug at my skirt; I don’t really want to be seen anymore.

I am fifteen
I am very sick and gain ten pounds while on prednisone. My mother pinches at my arms and makes a joke about how they look like pillsbury dough. My friends mock the roundness of my face and a boy tells me he only likes really thin girls; I don’t really want to eat anymore.

I am seventeen
I am dating a boy who makes me feel like I am flying. He tells me that if I sleep with him it’ll prove that I care― I believe him. He holds me down by my neck and I am silent. When he’s finished I lay on stained sheets with my blonde hair in knots; I don’t really want to be in love anymore.

I am eighteen
I am every man’s image of a perfect woman. I walk, talk, and breathe just the way men want me to. I say thank you when I am whistled at. I am never too ambitious, too intelligent, too strong, or too opinionated.
I tiptoe around everything, because taking up too much space in a man’s world is never okay. I understand now that disagreeing or agreeing with a man can sometimes mean life or death; I don’t really want to be a woman anymore.

—  When people ask me why I need feminism

dinosaurswearingdior  asked:

can we hear more in the sugar daddy nursey universe? or nursey and dex bonding over space stuff because nursey loves the beauty of the universe and dex loves the beauty of the math of it so they watch nerdy space programs together at 3 AM


  • one day nursey walks into dex’s room and dex is laying on his bed reading “death by black hole” by neil degrasse tyson and nursey’s just like “BROOOOOOOOO”
    • dex is like omg do NOT chirp me for this
    • nursey’s like DUDE I’VE READ IT TWICE
  • after that there’s no going back
  • like ½ of their texts are “cosmos is on rn come watch with me” or “DID U SEE THAT ARTICLE I POSTED ON FB?? SIIIIIIICK, RIGHT?”
  • dex doodles planets and stars and spaceships in the margins of his notebooks
  • nursey sticks little stars up on the ceiling of his room
  • they’re both sluts for eclipses and super moons and blood moons and everything like that
  • when nursey first visits dex in maine dex takes him way out to where there’s no light pollution and it’s the first time nursey really sees the stars and he doesn’t cry but it’s a close call
  • nursey gets dex a “nasa” hat for his birthday
  • dex gets nursey a “i need my space” tshirt for christmas
  • they’re both fascinated by the concept of entropy, but for different reasons
    • dex: “it’s the one thing that, no matter what, always increases. it’s so crazy, like, entropy of the universe is just ever-increasing”
    • nursey: “the tendency of the world towards disorder, man. like, we are always slowly moving towards chaos. murphy’s law, man. murphy’s law.”
  • when they get married they get space tattoos bc they are NERDS IN LOVE