I figured I’d try to make this blog at least slightly more organized, starting with a few links to the things I suspect people mostly come looking for (although if you’ve come here for something else, welcome).
Headcanon on how Obanai got that choppy looking hairstyle
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Plus some dumb doodles
I’m convinced I don’t have a real personality, I’m just sticking hobbies and interests on my identity and letting them fall off like post-it notes.
That's like saying you don't think you have an accent. You just don't notice it 'cause you live there
oops i really like this pairing actually
Tanjiro + being part goat 🐐
Every year on July 8th at about 11:15 UTC, approximately 99.164% of the world’s population is between dawn and dusk.
by u/GiddySwine
That’s one way to remind yourself that the Pacific Ocean is about one third of our planet’s surface!
Bat-Eared Fox (Otocyon Megalotis)
how do i unlock this dog
that scientific name means eardog bigears
I love you eardog bigears I hope you can hear me yelling it
he can hear every compliment said about him ever
He always made her so confused
Let's just enjoy the way Yoriichi and Michikatsu treated each other when they were children. 😍
We all need a Kaburamaru in our lives sometimes.
Hakuji, thank you. You’ve done enough. It’s okay. It’s okay now. I’m sorry! I’m sorry!!
this sentence makes me hopping mad. WHAT R U TRYING TO TELL ME
How fleeting are all human passions compared with the massive continuity of celery
There was a little girl in church, about 5, and her parents obviously let her get dressed herself that day because she came waddling in with the puffiest coat on in the summer in North Carolina. She comes and sits in the pew in front of us. 15 minutes into mass she turns around and hands my husand an orange. Her parents are mortified.
“Savannah not again!” They sold! (Again kills me)
They appologize and she turns back around. A few moments later she goes to hand me an orange but her parents grab it from her before she can.
Savannah is determined. She reaches her tiny fists into her puffy coat and pulls out two more ornages. She begins to distribute them. Her parents are now beat red and in shock.
This small child proceeds to laugh a laugh I can only call manical (in a Catholic church) unzip the inner line of her coat and releases what had to have been 20-30 of those little kid oranges into the pews.
WE EAT Savannah yells cackeling
The priest can no longer contain his glee
The entire church is dying with laughter
She felt like Jesus on the moutian with the baskets of fish that day I’m sure.
Children are amazing.







