me. make. with my own hands. kirby.
k i r b y :O
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Three Goblin Art

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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@sashimishima
me. make. with my own hands. kirby.
k i r b y :O
I have been watching one cat reel on repeat for five minutes and am still laughing
this is the peak of joy I seek to maintain
tomfoolery
The idea of Hawks constantly getting Tokoyami sent to the hospital over the work studies makes me laugh because poor Aziawa has to deal with Hawks calling him every second day like:
Hawks: so, dont get mad–
Aziawa already mad: the fuck did you do this time? 🔪
Endeavor in the background panicking: you said he could eat dairy! You said it was fine!
Shouto also panicking: Call an ambulance!
Aziawa: I—
Hawks knowing damn well he's gonna get his ass beat: 👁👄👁💦
The fact that everyone is surprised that tokoyami is still even alive from all the trip to the hospital. Tokoyami is even surprised himself.
He's practically immune to the drugs at this point, and he's had more than enough surgery for one lifetime.
Adding to the Toko can see ghosts hc, he hates the hospital because he can see all the ghosts in pain and they keep trying to drag him to the underworld and it's scary
Hawks and the others doesn't know why he's looking at random places looking scared and panicked everytime they visit.
Hawks concerned cause tokoyami is looking at the corner of the room scared: you OK kid?
The ghost in the corner:come along with us.
Tokoyami sweating: 👁️👄👁️💦 no.
Its the only time Tokoyami will actively search out human contact because he is terrified of all the ghosts haunting the hospital.
Hawks, concerned: You doing okay, kiddo? The doctor said it was only a sprain—
Tokoyami clutching Hawks's hand tighter as a ghost screams at him: Hehdjdbdjdbjd please dont leave me here
Nana, oboro and nighteye trying to protect the bird boi from the ghost: 👁️👄👁️🔪 we will kill you again if you so much as look or touch him
Y E S
Nana would be the mother hen and try reassure Tokoyami and Nighteye's glare is super scary so no ghost would come near them and Oboro would throw hands with anyone that looked at him. It makes it a little easier for Tokoyami.
Nana: it's okay sweetie just breathe
Nighteye: stay tf away if u wanna live
Oboro already throwing punches: you assholes better square up!
Hawks and Aziawa don't know why Tokoyami's suddenly finding it a little easier, but their happy their kid isnt as scared anymore. Nighteye still hisses at Endeavor when he visits, though.
Endeavour: *exists*
Nighteye's ghost: *hisses*
Tokoyami: Not this again PLEASE dont spit on—
Nighteye already covering Endeavor with gross ghost stuff: Murder is okay sometime 😌🔪
Tokoyami: You fool, thats it, im getting the vacuum, you're going in time out
Nighteye: FUCK
Wow Luigi's mansion looks different—
Oboro already in the vacuum punching a ghost: Sup?✌🤡
1-A wondering why he'a vacuuming the air and writing clown jail on the vacuum
Nans has only gone in once and it was for trying to murder Aziawa after the Do-Or-Die survival training because...yeah
Tokoyami: No, you CANNOT murder my teacher for a small mistake, goddamnit, I thought you were the responsible one
Nana, sitting in clown jail: thIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE
Poor Tokoyami being the braincell holder the majority of the time.
Oboro: Do it! DO IT!!
Nana: Dont do it! But also... it might not hurt?
Nighteye about to stick a fork into a toaster: 🤡
Tokoyami, a tired child: WAIT—
They try to do stuff that would normally kill a human and their argument is that they're dead
Tokoyami is sleep-deprived one day and decided fuck it, let's do it and chugs the concoction Oboro and Nighteye made and ends up in intensive care for a week
Aziawa, extremely confused: How'd he even get this shit?!
Hawks: WHERE IS MY CHILD?! WHO THE FUCK HURT HIM??!! I'LL KILL—
Endeavor holding Hawks down: SOMEONE STOP HIM—
Oboro and Nighteye have to deal with Nana scolding them for an hour
Nana: what did you THINK was going to happen when you feed a growing child something like that?!?!
Nighteye: in my defense, I just blended it together, I didnt know what was in it tbh
Oboro: it's not my fault the kid didnt tell me he could choke on solid things!
Nana: choke on W H A T
Oboro: I forgot he's not dead!!
Tokoyami in a hospital bed: Do I look dead you ghost fuck
Oboro: i foRGOT OKAY
“This dog playing beach volleyball is the best thing you’ll see today.”
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Can’t stop watching this
Very interested in how which friend was going to get musically slapped repeatedly and exclusively was agreed upon.
all the experimentation to figure out just the right amount of liquid in each bottle to get a particular note out, gosh
Haikyuubu Chapter 79: The National Team’s Photo Shoot
💗Reblog if u support these lesbian swans 💗
straight people: they need boyfriends scientist: harold, they’re lesbians
this is cannon
My funniest ventriloquism story starts with the fact that I was obsessed with ventriloquism from a young age. I used to obsessively practice speaking without moving my lips, practicing the different tongue and air tricks and everything. Then I got sick with Bell’s Palsy, and it hit both sides of my face at the same time. Bell’s Palsy is like a headcold that hits your facial nerves. Anyway- This meant my entire face was paralyzed. I couldn’t speak using my lips. The doctor stared at me, dumbfounded that I was able to speak very fluently without my face moving at all.
the doctor
harold fisk - meander map of the mississippi river (1944)
quilt by timna tarr "mississippi meander"
Astrophotographer, in Idaho, captures falling meteor fireball.
leaf monster
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The Gimli Glider! So many things came together to make this safe landing:
The co-pilot was a local and knew all the local airstrips
...including the decommissioned 10,000 foot military runway they ultimately chose as their destination
...but because it had been decommissioned, was now utilized by a local go-kart club for racing
...which, on that day, was indeed having a great time racing go-karts on the old runway
...and because there was no way to alert the people on the ground and the plane’s approach was utterly silent (NO ENGINES) with kids in go-karts were whizzing around on the runway, the final approach was, shall we say, alarming
...until a parent looked up and noticed a giant fucking airplane getting bigger and bigger
OH GOD HE’S LANDING HERE
Thus within seconds the whole area was cleared by frantic parents
Plane lands perfectly, but without power they had to drop the gear via gravity and the nose wheel failed to lock into place
Front gear collapses
Plane screeches to a halt, and because they landed at a go-kart event pretty much every dad has a fire extinguisher, so they manage to extinguish the small fire caused by friction
The only minor injuries were due to passengers jumping from the emergency exit slides, which dangled off the ground due to elevated tail height
If you have 27 spare minutes and want an excruciatingly detailed, technical breakdown of what happened as told by a real pilot, here’s the Mentour Pilot episode on the Gimli Glider.
I read an article about this back around 1990 and my favorite part was that, after landing and stopping, the pilots were reflexively going through the “crash landing” checklist, shutting down all the fuel pumps and lines to prevent a fire from spreading, until it dawned on them halfway through that they didn’t need to do those steps because the tanks were quite empty.
Well someone displeased the sky gods didn’t they
My first thought was someone pleased the sky gods, because this is a SHOW.
That’s the problem with gods; their pleasure and their wrath often look the same.
That’s the problem with gods; their pleasure and their wrath often look the same.
why is this fire quote from a tumblr post
Because tumblr is the real world equivalent of infinite monkeys using typewriters eventually producing Shakespeare.
galas aren't really atsumu's thing.
he sees them more as work events than actual parties, and as much as he'd actually prefer to skip them, it is technically part of his job to attend with the team.
that's how he finds himself here.
standing in the middle of men in suits, sipping on fancy champagne and passing around tiny hors d'oeurves, when all he wants to do right now, more than anything in the world, is to go home to his warm and comfortable bed.
but, as luck would have it, in the midst of it all, he sees you, alone in a corner as you observe everyone else from a far distance.
and atsumu has a strong feeling, the night is going to get better.
"hey, you." he smiles, seeing you look up at him the second you hear his voice, and when you put away your phone to give more focus to him, he can’t help but smile wider.
miya atsumu is the bachelor of the evening.
his blond hair neatly gelled as his fringe falls gently to the side, his black tux fitting him perfectly with the exception of his unbuttoned cuff links, and finally, like a cherry on top, his sticker name tag placed directly on the middle of his chest.
and instead of his name on it, it reads “the hottest msby jackals player ever!!” in big, permanent black ink.
your eyes crinkle, shoulders rising lightly as you laugh, "you look like you’re having fun."
"nah." atsumu shakes his head, "feels stuffy in here with all the suits."
and you tease, "scared the other guys might show off better than you?"
and he looks at you, rolling his eyes, but the stark grin on his lips doesn’t waver.
fifty minutes into the gala and he was ready to leave and quit his job then and there, but two minutes with you, and he’s ready to attend a thousand more of these in the future.
"you look good tonight." atsumu tells you, his eyes focused exactly on how you’d react.
“thanks,” you wave him off, laughing like you think he isn’t serious, "you look okay, i guess."
"hey!" he frowns, patting the sticker on his chest harshly, "read the name tag."
"the hottest player in msby, huh?" you tease, shaking your head in faux annoyance.
"notice how i put “player”, so you can also technically be considered the hottest in the team too." he nods, looking very proudly at you as he explains it, and he taps the sticker on his chest again.
you tilt your head, "that’s very considerate?"
and he grins, "it’s accurate too."
the evening has been going on for a while, so it’s really hard to tell whether the people inside are having genuine fun or way too drunk to even recognize what actual music is.
but as atsumu stands in front of you, in your own little corner in the big event hall, you can’t tell if the red in his face is from the alcohol or from something completely other than that.
"miya atsumu." you smile, eyes crinkling, "are you flirting with me?"
and you mean that in a teasing way, your shoulders rising a bit as you laugh, and you take another sip of your drink as you watch him watch you.
"i have been for the past two years." he nods, his smile relaxed, and he laughs, "i was worried you were never gonna notice."
I'm tryna see something for research purposes. You can only choose one of these to eat. Which one you going with?
i've been dying at this for the past 30 minutes
I'm sorry but
omfg
Hey, he’s getting exercise!