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haikyuu boys as things ive seen/done as a HS volleyball player pt. 2:

nishinoya telling a coach a your mom joke and having to sit out the scrimmage as punishment.

tanaka running laps around the gym as a late warmup and running into the net bar. (at least its cushioned?)

kenma threatening to quit everytime he has to run a back row set.

kuroo always playing a different sport. balls on the ground? he's playing soccer. putting balls into the cart? he's shooting it like a basketball.

iwaizumi getting a set so bad, he catches the ball and throws it at his setter.

oikawa getting a pass so bad, he catches the ball and throws it at the passer.

osamu serving into the back wall everytime. everytime. there is a dent in the wall now.

suna connecting his phone to the bluetooth speakers in the gym and blasting whatever he wants during conditioning.

#i was a volleyball girlie in high school #and honestly #yeag #these had me giggle because yeah

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some official art for reki's birthday!!

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the only Cancer man i will ever love.

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Bonus:

#I FREAKING LOVE THIS MOVIE SO MUCH OKAY AHHHH

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zev wip

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coolguycy

listen, i dont care what you think. those women singing to me on the rocks are beautiful and im going to see them

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Dragon Age: Inquisition | War table (Skyhold)

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When I was a (unmedicated, undiagnosed ADHD) kid, like, under 12, my room was a mess all the time. Not shocking.

I struggled keeping it clean.

I struggled getting it clean.

I would sincerely put in quite a bit of effort and be really proud of the progress I made. Then one of my parents would come check and see how I was doing.

"Well, you've still got a long way to go."

That sentence. I was like, 11 when my parents were saying that to me. It was crushing. All my pride and satisfaction with my work was completely gone. All my effort was worthless to them. All they saw what everything I didn't do.

At the age of ELEVEN, I knew that wasn't right. That wasn't fair. I swore to myself I would never invalidate someone's work like that.

Now, at 30, I catch myself thinking 'I cleaned up, but my apartment is still so messy.' and I flashback to standing in my bedroom as a child, hearing those fucking words from my parents.

'No. I wouldn't invalidate someone else's work. I'm not going to invalidate my own. I did good. I made progress.' and I'll list the things that I DID get done to myself.

You deserve credit for all the progress you make.

You deserve credit for all the work you do.

It doesn't matter how much work you have left.

What you accomplish, no matter how small, counts. Even when what you accomplished was taking a day to rest and recharge and give yourself a break.

Never let anyone invalidate your work. Not even you.

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barneswilsonrogers

As we go through life and experience trauma, we build walls. Defense mechanism. And eventually, we adopted it so deeply, activated it on daily basis, you started thinking that’s who you are. We are not our thoughts.

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thecheshiresmiles

everytime I hear about children of the corn I think about the guy I met at comic con who actually lived in the town they filmed that movie at, and on the farm where they filmed in the corn. he was a teenager at the time and him and his friends would get drunk on moonshine and rustle the corn and let the air out of the tires of the production team’s trailers and shit. and now there’s Wikipedia pages about how the children of the corn set was haunted and they thought they angered god but it was really just drunk hillbillies

I don’t like adding to posts but I also have a funny story like this, so I was watching the movie the Blair witch which takes place in burkettsville maryland, which to me is so funny because that is were my grandfather lives and the town is literally just old people and cows with their main street consisting of a post office. Well anyway he told me that after it came out people were coming in like bus loads to the town to find the witch and my grandfather lives up in the Mountain area and people were up in his property trying to find the witch and it made him angry so he went out and hung up stick people and stacked rocks and it freaked the people out so they started thinking something was out there when really it was my 80 year old Italian grandpa who wanted people out of his woods.

ginathethundergoddess

We had ghost hunters come to a historic house in my town to film and if you think every high school kid in town respectfully stayed at home that night instead of going to fuck up that filming you’re dead wrong.

animentality

this is comforting, actually, sometimes paranormal things are just a bunch of bored people dicking around in the woods.

New favorite cryptid: locals

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notwiselybuttoowell

Blue corn and melons: meet the seed keepers reviving ancient, resilient crops

In north-western New Mexico, traditional Indigenous farming methods are being passed down to protect against the effects of climate crisis

the Guardian

According to the United Nations, 75% of crop diversity has been lost over the past century as farmers abandoned numerous local varieties of crops for high yield monocultures that are often shoehorned into environments they are poorly adapted to.

The Hopi, a sovereign nation in north-eastern Arizona, have been practicing resilient methods of farming for years. “Hopi’s one of the only places I know that corn is made to fit the environment, and not the environment manipulated to fit the corn,” said Dr Michael Kotutwa Johnson, a Hopi dryland farmer and academic from Arizona who relies on passive rain harvesting and drought-resistant seeds to sustain crops. “In agriculture across the world, you could argue that the fundamental problem is remaking the environment to fit products.”

“The industrialized food system has failed us,” added Lowden. “We need to restore our food system and that ecological knowledge that has supported us since the beginning.”

That ecological knowledge stretches back millennia in the southwest, where farming began as early as 2000 BC.

For Lowden, Acoma – the oldest continually inhabited community in North America – is a model of resilience. A community with a holistic, reciprocal and self-sustaining food system, superbly adapted to the high desert and capable of weathering extreme drought, climate change, and violent intrusions by outsiders.