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just got a second official warning for my use of "from the river to the sea, palestine will be free" on the OTW volunteer slack

people are also currently asking board to ban saying that the founding of israel was colonialism—equating this to saying racial slurs—and were complaining about my status back when it was "palestine will be free", too

suffice to say, fuck that place, don't give the OTW your money, and don't fucking volunteer there

(the second screenshot is from the warning I got a few days ago)

kunihori

rainy day when someone broken heart 💔

sharowolet

solution to alhaitham and kaveh key problem

[ID: digital drawings of a normal klefki and a shiny klefki. The first drawing has both klefkis holding alhaitham and kaveh’s respective housekeys and other miscellaneous keys, with kaveh’s shiny klefki holding a lion keychain in its ring. It is making an angry face at alhaitham’s klefki, who is sighing in exasperation. The second drawing has both klefkis again, but alhaitham’s klefki wearing small headphones and having green gems and a black body, and kaveh’s shiny klefki wearing a blue feather, a red head gem, a green body gem, and a white body. ]

ayusgenshinart

Kavetham pixel art I made :)

ayusgenshinart

Kavetham mer AU :)

fiflerovium

I added a little bit of colour to my Wolfwood sketches 🐺

sharberriess

Happy Valentine’s Day 💘

hinata-boke

Drawing a randomly generated Haikyuu character (almost) every day until I give up 22. Miya Atsumu

cosmicatta

Late night whispers — vol. I

☾ From: Miya Atsumu — To: Sakusa Kiyoomi

It’s 2:35 am and Atsumu can’t sleep, but he doesn’t mind. The window is open, and the soft summer breeze makes the curtains flutter. He can see the stars decorating the night sky every few seconds, when the silky fabric lets him take a peek outside. They seem to be shining brighter than ever, away from the city lights.

On the bedside table, there’s a big old astrology book he’s been browsing through recently. He wonders if he would be able to identify any of the constellations he’s read about there, but he’s not looking out the window anymore. Instead, he lets his eyes wander through the figure laying asleep beside him. Kiyoomi. His back is full of tiny moles, “much like the sky tonight”, Atsumu might think to himself. And he doesn’t even realize when he’s started playing connect the dots with them, tracing constellations. He draws Pisces with his fingers, Kiyoomi’s zodiac sign.

☾ From: Sakusa Kiyoomi — To: Miya Atsumu

The smell of the ocean is thick, dominant, though still pleasing. The streetlights illuminating the promenade are distant, but Kiyoomi sees shades of pink, purple and blue despite the prevailing darkness. Everything feels peaceful, everything feels secret and divine. While the rest of the world sleeps, the sea remains awake and alive, and he’s starting to understand why it was a good idea to come to the beach at 3:00 am.

Kiyoomi notices the sand getting in between his toes, but it’s not bothering him as much as he thought it would. In fact, it’s strangely comforting, grounding even, and he lingers on that gentle sensation as he closes his eyes, wanting to listen to the waves intently. But the sound of Atsumu’s playful laugh blasts above everything else when his hand slips into Kiyoomi’s. Their fingers intertwine, he feels Atsumu brushing his skin softly like the sand under his feet. Somehow, that feels more intimate than any kind of touch they’ve shared before. And he swears he can see the moon reflected in Atsumu’s pupils for a moment when he opens his eyes again.