AND THE FACT THAT HE DIDN’T DISAGREE TO IT AHJGJFHDGSJ
do you all remember when Ruby straight up told Froghorn he had mommy issues because i think about it all the time
he just chooses not to
Albert Julius Olsson (English, 1864–1942)
Physics
Chewed lips and fingernails. Coffee rings on your desk, and books, and pages. A sparrow pauses at your windowsill - it turns to you, and you have the strangest feeling that it understands something that you cannot. The atoms around you seem to communicate. Your eyelashes flutter, your fingers are stained. Who are you. What is this. What is this.
Astronomy
Lying on cobblestone in loose, flowey clothing. Your hands are cold, but something inside you burns, quietly - in your sternum, in your gut, behind your eyes, behind your teeth. Pinpricks of stars on a velvet night, glints of dust on a sun-streak, droplets of rain on a windowsill. All of this, and you, are the same.
Botany
A candle burns on your desk. Scrapbooks are filled with sketches, and pressed flowers, and dried leaves. Vines creep over a stone wall. You drink herbal tea with the bag left in. Tonight you press wax stamps to handwritten letters. You sit and drink the moonlight. You whisper to the plant on your windowsill.
Chemistry
Loose, giddy laughter. Two friends, shrieking and spinning, alone in a dark hall. Ridiculous, unfeasible ideas. Chicken-scratch notes. Walking the halls of an old university, gothic and dead and alive. You spent hours and hours in the lab, so consumed you don’t notice the time pass. It’s dark when you step outside. You tremble with excitement. Tomorrow.
Medicine
Macabre diagrams of skulls and human anatomy on yellowed paper. Your journals are cryptic: the scratched cursive look like clues, the symbols, code. Nights and nights and nights spent awake, exhaustion tugging at your clothes and your eyes and your neck, but your mind buzzes with an electric determination that teeters on madness. Clasped hands, and quiet camaraderie.
Veterinary medicine
Untamed grass on a misty morning, embroidered with wildflowers. You wear an old dress, or a white shirt tucked into loose checked trousers. Dew brushes your ankles. Your fingers card gently over fur. A kiss just barely touches skin. Your mind is sharp, but your heart is open. There is a breeze through the open window.
Technology
City lights. Ideas that swirl - no, prick at you, fine needle points of inspiration that kiss at the base of your neck, your jaw, your head, and you scramble to turn them into something real. Rusty gears turn on an old watch. A quirked eyebrow. You smell rain on the pavement.
Psychology
A lone ballerina spins in an abandoned chapel; a streak of white against darkness. Tea in a vintage teacup, spoon left in, on a neat pile of books. Quiet gasps, soft hands and cursive writing. The echo of footsteps. A hand brushes through your hair. A mist rolls in. You think this dawn looks like a dusk.
Marine Biology
Waves heave and undulate, like a great ribcage swelling with breath. You watch it from a lighthouse, blank faced and austere in a long black coat. A small flame of fear quivers in the hollow of your chest. At the old wooden desk, you work.You lick your lips and taste brine.
click here for part 1: (aesthetics for literature, classics, philosophy, fine art, political science, and history)
yes yes i’ve thought about this so often and i agree sm
Ok so I’ve been thing more and more about Ruby Redfish movies. So basically throughout the series (six books + the survival guide but it wouldn’t get a movie) everything happens within one year. If there were to be six/seven movies, that wouldn’t be possible as filming + editing + production takes quite a long time so here is what I would do if I were able to help out with movies:
1: Every two books a year would go by. Actors a lot of the time have huge age gaps with their characters, i’ve seen some be 10-15 years older, and depending on their face shape & makeup they can look quite convincing.
So it would start with LIME and TYLB with Ruby being 13, then CYD and FTF with her being 14, and PYP and BAYD with her being fifteen.
If she was aged up every year she’d be 18 which is way to old for the story, but i recon 15 would work.
Who I’d cast
I’m not going to go into my full fancast list (I’ll save it for another post), however I think it would be really cool if all the children were unknown actors, as there are so many undiscovered actors out there who this would be an incredible breakthrough for. I would also cast well know actors as the adults
This is a long post so I’ll add more later but thanks for reading and tell me your thoughts!!
ALSO A SECOND FUCKIN ACC OF MINE IM LOGGED OUT OF
if Ruby Redfort wasn’t set in the 70s I could definitely count on Mouse and Red being she/they pronoun users
unfortunately so
October is SHORT and gothic novels are LONG
HELP I JUST SAW A TRINITY GRAMMAR SCHOOL AD ON FUCKING TUMBLR FDHJHHFJDDFGFDSFG
everytime i sit my sorry as down to eat bagels and jam i fucking TRANSCEND. ITS SO GOOD UGH I JUST WISH I COULD HAVE INFINITE BAGELS AND JAM
ruby redfort n maybe a few other reblogs of stuff I like | she/her | the girl in my header is red monroe fight me
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