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can y’all just… like or reblog if y’all are polyam-safe blogs

Can you do something for me, please?

I want you to reblog this if you believe that two people can be very close and physically affectionate with one another, but still have a completely nonsexual, non-romantic relationship. 

Even if the two people in question are capable of being sexually or romantically attracted to one another. 

Because the friendship I share with someone I consider family in a way that transcends blood has been typecast as a romantic relationship ENTIRELY too many times, and I’m beginning to get sick of it. 

→ jjk men as house husbands!

(a/n): because my brain has been rotting ever since i started watching the way of the house husband. 1k requesters i will get to u soon i am so sorry. if u see a haikyuu version of this mind ur business.

ft. gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, ryoumen sukuna, toji fushiguro

GOJO SATORU — gojo knows how to boil ramen noodles and that’s about it. in terms of cleaning, he has attempted to clean your bathtub, but didn’t know exactly how, which led to him passing out after mixing a bunch of random chemicals together. while gojo’s journey to being a house husband starts off rough, he has a lot of time on his hands to learn how to do everything. he also has youtube on his side and he uses it frequently (it’s his savior). one thing that he’s surprisingly really good at is taking care of pets and kids. if you two have a dog or cat, it’s well trained, and if you have babies, he’ll be entertained all day just admiring his child and playing with them. though, his methods do look extremely chaotic to an outsider and even to you at times. he also does yoga with the neighborhood housewives.

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Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

The fires in Siberia have burned down over 2 million acres of the forest and we need your help

I live in Yakutia, Russia, where most of the fires are taking place and I'm trying to raise awareness about the situation worldwide so we can get some external help.

Neither our federal nor local government is doing anything to put these fires out. They lie and say the situation is under control, when it certainly isn't.

Take a look at the current AQI of the city! We have been the most air polluted place in the WORLD for a few days now and the AQI used to be closer to 1300. It's still extremely dangerous to even open the windows or go outside.

This is a map of all the fire hotspots. Our nature, our life is burning alive.

Yakutia is the homeland of many Indigenous peoples and we are all suffering right now. The Russian government doesn't care about us, they only care about the money they can earn from mining our diamonds and precious metals but can't take care of our generous land. The Republic of Sakha (Yakutia) has always prided itself on its nature and wildlife, since we were kids we've all been taught to preserve it and take care of it. Who are we without it?

Here's a thread from one of the people to volunteered to put out the fires. There's many pictures attached, and you should be able to read it through Twitter's built in translator. It gives a closer more intimate look at how things really are here: https://twitter.com/mienekiene/status/1415859223292899332

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Старик и твиттер on Twitter

“Записался добровольцем на тушение пожаров в Горном. Сегодня уже выезжаем😶”

The situation is so bad news programs and newsletters in other countries are covering it. The Siberian fires were recently the main topic in New York Times: https://www.nytimes.com/2021/07/17/world/europe/siberia-fires.html

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As Frozen Land Burns, Siberia Fears: ‘If We Don’t Have the Forest, We Don’t Have Life’

Northeastern Siberia is a place where people take Arctic temperatures in stride. But 100-degree days are another matter entirely.

So I urge you, PLEASE help us spread awareness about it so we can get some external help since out government doesn't give two shits about us.

Use the hashtag #SaveYakutia on social media to boost it up.

Read about it, talk about it, reblog, boost, anything is deeply appreciated by me personally and everyone here. I'm tired of Indigenous peoples being ignored and left to suffer alone.

Today I bring you ferret clown… tomorrow? Who knows…

so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what

In order: Erosabel (17), Saorsa (19), Smokey (17) and Amal (18)

These four were born with powers, powers meant to protect the Guardian, Madison, from those that wish to annihilate her. The issue is that these boys don't recognize Madison as the true Guardian.

Well, at least Amal doesn't.