art in abandoned


It’s always tea time.

Boueibu Shipping Week, Day 2

Fairy tale AU

Ngl, prompts for this event weren’t easy for me, but what made this particular one complicated was that there were so many option. But then again, of course, tea.

So, Alice in Wonderland it is :D not that shippy, now that I think about it lol



I vlogged while we explored Missouri yesterday.  Thought you might enjoy checking it out!


vessel by Brooke Shaden


Centralia, Pennsylvania
Population: 10

“Analysts disagree about the specific cause of the Centralia fire. Writer David Dekok concluded that it started incident to cleanup of the town landfill. In May 1962, the Centralia Borough Council hired five members of the volunteer fire company to clean up the town landfill, located in an abandoned strip-mine pit next to the Odd Fellows Cemetery just outside the borough limits. This had been done prior to Memorial Day in previous years when the landfill was in a different location.

On May 27, 1962, the firefighters, as they had in the past, set the dump on fire and let it burn for some time. Unlike in previous years, however, the fire was not fully extinguished. An unsealed opening in the pit allowed the fire to enter the labyrinth of abandoned coal mines beneath Centralia.  According to a legend, the Bast Colliery coal fire of 1932 was never fully extinguished. In 1962, it reached the landfill area.

Few homes remain standing in Centralia. Most of the abandoned buildings have been demolished by the Columbia County Redevelopment Authority or reclaimed by nature. At a casual glance, the area now appears to be a field with many paved streets running through it. Some areas are being filled with new-growth forest. The remaining church in the borough, St. Mary’s, holds weekly services on Sunday. It has not yet been directly affected by the fire. The town’s four cemeteries—including one on the hilltop that has smoke rising around and out of it—are maintained in good condition.”

“For you,” Shouto says, lifting a hand to slide the rose behind Midoriya’s ear. He feels heat high on his cheeks as Midoriya stares at him, wide-eyed. The insinuations of a singular red rose do not go over either of their heads.