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One Nice Bug Per Day

Kiana Khansmith

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had to isolate this panel from one of Arakawa’s mini-comics (scanned and translated by @humming-fly here)
Late night thoughts #kittycatandmanlyman #pascalcampion
The romanization of Hawai’i only tightens America’s grip on my people.
We are not the land of Lilo and Stitch. We are not a paradise.
We are a nation suffering.
There are only around 600,000 Native Hawaiians left. Only around 200,000 of them live in Hawai’i.
Hawai’i has the second largest homeless population in the nation, falling just behind New York. There are 19 million people in New York. Hawaii only has 1.4 million people. Yet their homeless rates are neck and neck. A majority of those experiencing homelessness in Hawai’i are Native Hawaiian.
Tourism destroys sacred land. Mountains are moved to make room for telescopes. People live in tiny concrete apartments that cost $2k a month because the rich move to the islands to carve their own paradise. My people spend every night praying we can afford to eat the next day
The Navy poisons the water over and over. They lie and say it’s safe. People fall ill. Then they dump the waste into the ocean and promise to do better. They lie.
End the romanization of Hawai’i. There is no paradise under American occupation.
When C.S. Lewis wrote “but some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”
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that is godzilla
Go! Go! Go Godzilla!
actually sex is fun and casual if you want it to be and serious and sacred if you want it to be bc you make that choice for yourself and nobody else!
thank you @a-flawless-catastrophe for this excellent way of putting it this is perfect
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2022!
「Cinnamon Mistletoe」
pairing: miya atsumu x gn!reader (use of sweetheart).
warnings: all the fluff. mentions of alcohol. mentions of alcohol. light swearing. one suggestive joke.
word count: 3.1k.
a/n: for dear niko @karasunowo as part of the baobeis secret santa fic exchange! niko, i laugh too much at your messages sometimes. thank you for all the positivity and joy you’ve brought this year, and i hope 2022 treats you with much more love and happiness♡♡♡
Like a wine-drunk elephant floating through the interstellar hyperspace, the week between Christmas and New Years is probably one of the most surreal times of the year. The concept of time lapses with no real corporeality, and the days are neither here, there, nor anywhere. Everything exists in a limbo where the minutes pass like hourly seconds, and the seconds pass by in the whirlwind of a flash, caught up in all those hyperactive festivities Atsumu has, once again, over-committed the two of you to.
Whenever December rolls around and Atsumu comes back with a sickeningly sweet smile and an entire cake from that one Ginza pastry shop that costs half a kidney, you know you’re in for another round of year-end diplomacy. To his credit, he’s always reminded you that you never have to attend any of his events, but you know for a fact that everyone else’s partners will show up. And, honestly, the bottom line is that you want to support your lover’s career in any way you can.
So that’s why, this year, you’re once again in the crowd of the Christmas All-Star game and MSBY holiday meet-and-greets. You dressed up for his sponsors’ year-end galas, and stayed up all night ghost writing the Hallmark cards for him to copy.
(Atsumu used to “write” his own cards until you found out that all he did was scrawl his signature over the entire page, the page opposite to where people normally write their greetings.)
But while it was cute seeing pig-tailed toddler tug on his Santa beard and as much as you loved devouring fancy canapés with Bokuto during these events, it’s the aggregated stress of constantly smiling for the press and dealing with the aftermath of Atsumu sending Adidas the undiplomatic Christmas card meant for Argentina that did you in this time.
Which is why, on New Year’s Eve, you’ve announced your strike on holiday festivities and called an emergency baking session.
With Osamu.
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I never knew I needed everything that is happening in The Phantom Guardian
This fic is so amazing…and fun….IM OBSESSED!!!
I sometimes think about how Yuji grew up isolated, with no close friends and just an angry, sick grandpa, that he was so poor he didn't have a cell phone in a country that is practically defined as the most technologically advanced country in the world right now; that his social life revolves planning around visiting a sick grandfather; that despite mutual interest, never had a girlfriend; that he couldn't stand to hear about his parents and has been robbed of any more chances to ever learn about them.
This kid, who grew up with so little both emotionally and materially, never begrudged his grandfather for not giving him more. This kid showed up to the hospital every day with flowers and gave up sports all so he could visit his only family. This kid who could barely grieve for his grandfather before he chose others over himself. This kid who is forced to fight gruesome monsters and be assassinated, and work towards his own execution. This kid still has such a big heart to love everyone he comes across, to grieve for his enemies, and empathize with the victims.
Yuji Itadori has my whole heart
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bokuto & akaashi
Saw somebody suggest that maybe Shirakumo and Yamada were childhood friends and I’m. So ready to jump that.
I imagine Yamada was left out a lot because nobody could really talk to him, however Oboro found him super cool because “This kid can talk with his hands?? !!!”
I'm in love with Lev and I want to marry him
go to any gas station in eastern europe and youll find 6 of him
SATORI-SAN IS HOT OMG
(He is VERY HOT now in the Shonen Jump magazine)