coral / quartz

♡nat + 20s + too many interests * blog under heavy construction, please excuse the mess !

[artsy4nne]

i am once again making dumb inuyasha comics based on textposts

[paperuniverse]

“My boyfriend knows nothing of my culture but he’s trying his best.”

[leafsea]

[ravenwritingdesks]

Yoooo!! Can I request our good ol Keeks again? :^>

Q3Q) I honestly missed KIKU HHHHHHHHHH here for youu

[firebendinglemur]

Me: -so after it became apparent that ‘retarded’ had become a term of abuse, educators and psychiatrists switched to other terms like ‘handicapped’ or ‘special needs’ in an attempt to -

George Orwell, whom I’ve dragged forward in time with my arcane powers because I’m lonely and want someone to talk to: You have a telephone in your pocket?  It listens to you all the time?

Me: Never mind about that, the point is, young people now mock each other by sending the wheelchair emoji - that’s a type of electronic heiroglyph - to suggest mental deficiency and shout SPESHUL!!!! while doing offensive imitations of disabled facial expressions and posture.  So any attempt to lexographically make crimethink impossible is pretty much doomed because the meaning of words in everyday conversation can’t be controlled by a dictionary entry, no matter how many Ministry of Truth employees-

Orwell: It reports your location to the telephone company at all times?

[witharsenicsauce]

[havartia]

[miss-ostrich-art]

Can you do APH Hungary with a sword please?

The Queen is ready to slay

[wiltingofthewhitelily]

Nice >:)

[kamillyanna-archive]

I love how you give APH Ukraine a slightly chubby face, while Belarus has those cheekbones while drawing them.

hdhahj thank you anon !! it’s truly my favorite way to draw them, i lov my lil soviet girls ❤

[shacklefunk-deactivated20220623]

exchanging grammatically correct emails with adults is the most uncomfortable form of human interaction in existence

[veraxplus]

People who unironically reblog this have to psych themselves up for 15+ minutes to make phone calls

[gravemom-deactivated20171207]

ur fucking right we do

[valtsv]

actually i am worried about social media and especially how it's becoming unusable as "social" media and instead being turned into yet another commodity where everyone is expected to be successful and promote their personal businesses and network and joylessly devote even more of their already limited free time to the capitalist machine grinding us all slowly beneath its wheels

[valtsv]

all i ever wanted was to make new friends and communicate with them. now i think about how one day even that basic desire for human connection will probably be a service kept behind a paywall and just feel hopelessly depressed and isolated. it's fucked up.

[arschbiene]

Could I request some asakiku? No rush, of course! Thank you :D

[httpkitsune]

The person I reblogged this from is super cute and deserves to have a nice day

[nearlycassidy]

teen frog masterpost!!

ahh he’s so much fun to draw

[mjalti]

im not being funny but artistry will save your life. music, painting, pottery, writing, carving, weaving, the act of creating will save you.

[demon-freak-from-below-deactiva]

um

[remedialaction]

[anemonequeen-moved]

[coralsquartz]

i thought about this while listening to the arctic monkeys’ i wanna be yours

in which arthur and kiku have been unable to meet in person for a while due to their obligations. arthur leaves a meeting when it’s getting late, the city already shining with artificial lights while the night sky shows no hint of stars or moonlight. there’s a weak drizzly rain falling over his messy hair and he is genuinely tired and missing kiku a lot. he wishes he could find him on his living room once he opens the door of his flat — but arthur is aware that right now kiku is five thousand, nine hundred thirty-eight miles away, probably working as hard as ever going to meeting to meeting to other duties with the sunlight shining upon tokyo.

but lord, he misses him… solely reminiscing his face is enough to make his heart ache. so he walks towards a known friend and refuge — one good, old red phone box ( an endangered species ) in which he hopes to get some minutes of peace to use his cellphone to call kiku.

instead, that little cabin offers him something even better: the box was being used as a place for book exchanges, and quickly his green gaze travels through the menu until he finds a favourite of his.

his fingers flip the pages while he holds his phone near his ear with his shoulder, waiting for kiku to pick up the call during the seconds he finds the poem he was looking for, and just as fast he starts recalling the verses in his mind remembering them over and over again until — finally, kiku’s voice can be heard on the other side of the line.

“ arthur-san? ”

arthur smiles, clears his throat, and recites.

“ somewhere on the other side of this wide night / and the distance between us, i am thinking of you — ...i close my eyes and imagine / the dark hills I would have to cross / to reach you. for i am in love with you and this

is what it is like or what it is like in words. ” // Words, Wide Night by Carol Ann Duffy

[ironicorange-hetalia]

yoo happy birthday to you dude

[07.04]

[lieutkenny]

History has its eyes on you.