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fauxgingerwithasoul asked:

pick one of your sports-homos and go nuts

w h a t  h a v e  y o u  d o n e

OK, to celebrate their soon-to-be appearance in the anime, let’s go with… BOKUAKA

  • who the fuck put the peeps in the microwave

 Fucking Bokuto

…do I even need to justify this Kuroo totally told him to do the thing

  • who forgot to put the cat outside before sex

 Bokuto swears he put the cat outside, unfortunatele he forgot that a) he’d left the window open and b) their cat is very good at getting in through the window

  • who posts vines of the other doing embarrassing shit

Akaashi hasn’t told him about the Vine account, but he swears he will do as soon as that one vine of Bokuto and the goose hits 500k views,

  • who breaks the most phones

Surprisingly enough, Akaashi. It’s less him being clumsy or anything, and more a case of ridiculously bad luck when it comes to him and technology (also, Bokuto almost worships his phone due to his apps and so never puts it at any risk of damage)

  • who dies first

Oh god why…

Bokuto

  • which one I could see as being lactose intollerant

I see Bokuto as lactose intolerant, and it’s all due to this glorious one-shot by tumblr user nixiad - please foR THE LOVE OF GOD IF YOU SHIP BOKUAKA READ IT

  • who thinks they can do something really well even though they can’t

Bokuto believes himself to be the absolute master of origami

Bokuto is very, very wrong

  • who is more likely to get kicked out of the bed

Physically kicked out: Akaashi

Made to leave: Bokuto (normally because the above happened)

  • who uses the computer most

They use it about the same? Like Akaashi does a lot of blogging and photo-editing and stuff, whilst Bokuto is constantly on social media and the Sims

Owl pair necklace, best friends necklace, heart necklace set, friendship necklaces - pair of hearts, trending polymer clay couple jewelry

by Krinna Handmade

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Lik, if there are kids, like he’s supposed to be the mature one and keep them in check but then all hell breaks loose and they’re everywhere, and the adults are like ‘where’s Bokuto he was supposed to-’ and then they see him running around too

They wouldn’t even try to make him watch the kids after it happening once or twice

Instead they get Akaashi to watch him who said that??

[ sooo i was doing the temple of dirthamen quests and in my wandering around collecting organs… i noticed that most - if not all - of the iconography,etc…

is for falon’din.

i found two mosaics (one of which is in the main hall where you do the ritual and such), and the stairs in the main hall are flanked by a pair of owl statues, as well as a lot of other owl symbolism throughout.

and who do we know that owl statues are associated with?

falon’din.

(and a lot of corpses… who’s the god of the dead again? oh right. falon’din.)

i’ve got my eye on you, game creators. ]

HEADCANON: The Owls

  • Tuskle’s two owls are a pair of Northern White-Faced owls. Their names are Shiru & Koga (silver and gold respectively).
  • Shira is a female, and Koga is a male. The two of them are siblings, born to the same nest.
  • Tuskle came into ownership of them right before she took over as shaman of the tribe. Their nest had fallen from a tree on the very outer edges of Yoshpet, and while it was a risk to bring them home with her, the blue wolf did so.
  • Because the two were chicks when they were brought into Tuskle’s home, they both imprinted on her, and they view her as if she were another owl like them. This makes them prone to hooting and chirping at her to talk, grooming her short hair, and bringing home ‘dinner’ in the form of caught mice and other small prey.
  • It is highly debatable whether or not Tuskle can actually understand the pair, or if they can understand her. The owls are from Yoshpet, and Tuskle has never been normal. It is a large point of debate in the tribe, whether the voices that their shaman sometimes hears are those of the birds.
  • Many think that the birds are spirits, rather than just birds. They resemble the sleeping giants of Lechku & Nechku, but have never exhibited violence or hostility. Quite the contrary, the two of them are both very friendly, sweet birds.
Animals | Little Owl, watchful eyes

Animals | Little Owl, watchful eyes

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SO WE MOVED

So we finally fucking got a new, better home. We’re living in a beautiful apartment complex up on the second story, and we have a large 1/1 with a screened in balcony. It’s fucking gorgeous. The dogs love it. We have like two lakes and lots of trees, plus owls and a mated pair of osprey that live and hunt near us. (The owls are right outside, apparently!) 

Sonatina (Music for a wandering star): Cordelia

Sonatina © Ada Trueba
Click to read synopsis /★/ Entra para leer la sinopsis


ENGLISH/ Character’s description:
Cordelia is one of the main characters of Sonatina (music for a wandering star). She’s a quite hermit-like girl who lives happily in a lighthouse-observatory called Stargazer with her loyal companion Orion, a blind owl with a pair of mechanical wings that she made for him. She’s also friend with all kind of sea dwellers. She’s a handy girl because she loves “fixing” things using all kind of stuff that she and her friends collect from the sea (shells, pieces from sunken ships…). Cordelia loves stars. She enjoys moving them with her Stellaria on the top of the Stargazer, causing some disasters, but she’ll be helped by her new friend Franz, the wandering pianist.


ESPAÑOL/ Descripción del personaje:
Cordelia es uno de los principales personajes de Sonatina (Música para una estrella errante). Es una muchachita bastante ermitaña que vive feliz en el faro-observatorio Soñador junto a su fiel compañero Orión, un búho ciego con alas mecánicas que ella misma le fabricó. También es amiga de todo tipo de habitantes marinos. Es una manitas, ya que con objetos que ella y sus amigos recogen del mar, (conchas, restos de naufragios…) “repara” algunas cosas. Cordelia ama las estrellas. Le gusta jugar a moverlas con su Estelaria en la cúpula del Soñador, y eso va a provocar algún que otro descalabro, pero su nuevo amigo Franz, el pianista errante, le ayudará gracias a su música.

packed thus far:

  • bag 1 - underwear, bras, socks, pajamas, bathing suit, flip-flops, 2 pairs of sneakers 
  • bag 2 - pants, dresses, light sweaters, scarves
  • trunk 1 - books, school supplies, purse, dorm decor, owls, cosmetics, 1 pair of sneakers, flamingo 
  • trunk 2 - notebooks, shower stuff, laundry stuff, cleaning stuff, medicine 

to be packed:

  • bedding 
  • shirts, jackets, etc. 
  • large appliances 
The Armadillo

By Elizabeth Bishop
for Robert Lowell

This is the time of year
when almost every night
the frail, illegal fire balloons appear.
Climbing the mountain height,

rising toward a saint
still honored in these parts,
the paper chambers flush and fill with light
that comes and goes, like hearts.

Once up against the sky it’s hard
to tell them from the stars—
planets, that is—the tinted ones:
Venus going down, or Mars,

or the pale green one. With a wind,
they flare and falter, wobble and toss;
but if it’s still they steer between
the kite sticks of the Southern Cross,

receding, dwindling, solemnly
and steadily forsaking us,
or, in the downdraft from a peak,
suddenly turning dangerous.

Last night another big one fell.
It splattered like an egg of fire
against the cliff behind the house.
The flame ran down. We saw the pair

of owls who nest there flying up
and up, their whirling black-and-white
stained bright pink underneath, until
they shrieked up out of sight.

The ancient owls’ nest must have burned.
Hastily, all alone,
a glistening armadillo left the scene,
rose-flecked, head down, tail down,

and then a baby rabbit jumped out,
short-eared, to our surprise.
So soft!—a handful of intangible ash
with fixed, ignited eyes.

Too pretty, dreamlike mimicry!
O falling fire and piercing cry
and panic, and a weak mailed fist
clenched ignorant against the sky!