If Earth Was A Big Blue Ball, I’d Toss It For You To Chase It

A short while ago you shared a frog that reminded me of ice cream - do you know of any other beasties that look like they are For Eating?

Pastels always look cand-like to me.

Have you seen this dude...

White-browed Tit-warbler (Leptopoecile sophiae), male, family Aegithalidae, order Passeriformes, Qinghai, China

photograph by David Irving

Ladakh, India - photograph by Kamlesh Mirkale

photograph by Pradeep Purushothaman

Gansu, China - photograph by Lin hillside

omg yes

guys does anyone else see the possibility of curley’s wife x slim

like not necessarily in the (typical) romantic relationship way but like more of relationship of understanding

like slim understands way better than anyone else on the ranch so maybe he could see curley’s wife as the real person she is and not just some problematic flirt and he has the possibility to understand her like why she interacts with all the men - not to flirt but because she wants human connection.

and since they are both lonely and isolated from the others maybe they could connect through that; like they could both support each other.

if curley’s wife opened up to slim like she did with lennie then I imagine that he would listen and understand and not be dismissive like the others. maybe it even could cause slim to open up emotionally to her if she opened up to him as she is showing him her vulnerability; they both could potentially get through each others emotional walls that they’ve built up. but that’s just potentially since slim is someone who doesn’t open up easily.

also if she did that could have potentially changed the ending, although I doubt that since her fate and the ending seemed to be inevitable.

maybe with slim she could feel like someone actually sees her as a real person since slim is empathetic and is possibly the only character who treats her with some degree of respect. with slim she could just be herself instead of having to put on that act she does. slim could recognise her struggles and realise that she is just like the rest of them. they have like almost a quiet understanding between them.

this possible connection is also hinted at near the end, where slim goes to check her dead body.

“Then Slim went quietly over to her, and he felt her wrist. One lean finger touched her cheek, and then his hand went under her slightly twisted neck and his fingers explored her neck. When he stood up the men crowded near and the spell was broken.”

“quietly” suggests how he didn’t rush to her body, he didn’t do it loudly, it suggests respect and even honouring her, it creates a calm atmosphere.

i’ve always thought about this bit - “one lean finger touched her cheek”. he didn’t have to touch her cheek, it doesn’t confirm if she’s dead or not. he did it in a humane way, in an intimate way. i see it to be like grief, grieving for her life, how she was trapped, how no one ever talked to her, how she died without living life properly. he’s seeing her truly in a way no one else ever saw her in her life and it suggest respect and care towards her in her death. it’s like a final goodbye. a closure for her death.

“explored” in this paragraph can be seen as a gentle action and not rough, he’s handling her carefully and thoughtfully.

“the spell was broken” this suggests that just for that moment, everyone was silent. the world paused. for that moment it was just slim and her. for a moment it was just understanding and care. in that moment, slim recognised her as not ‘jailbait’ but as a lonely person, she was just her in that moment.

the entire paragraph suggests how delicate and careful his actions are, how they aren’t just about checking if she’s dead but more. his actions are full of respect and understanding, full of gentleness and calm. slim gave her dignity during her death, something she never had when she was alive. his touch isn’t just about his duty to check if she’s dead, it’s recognition. he sees her. slim has been described to be more of a man of action than words. he saw who she truly was in that moment and gave her a moment of respect and understanding. he realises that she could have been more if the world had let her, and he shows that through his actions.

can you tell this book has done something to me🥀

…you don’t really become a finer person just by reading lots of books.

Natsume Sōseki, Kokoro

Indian Paradise Flycatcher (Terpsiphone paradisi), male, white form, family Monarchidae, order Passeriformes, India

photograph by Gagan Gyan

yours forever | tecchou suehiro x gn!reader

content: no manga spoilers, fluff

word count: 0.3k

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the sunlight softly beamed down on you, the breeze ensuring that you were kept cool. under the cherry blossom tree, you played with the hair of your lover. you combed your fingers through the long strands of brown with a soft smile.

in a bliss, tecchou suehiro kept his eyes shut. his head laid on your lap as you sat again the tree. the two of you took advantage of the fact that this was one of his rare days off. as soon as you could, the two of you set up a picnic date.

you made sure to prepare the food prior to coming out. although you two still had some dessert left, tecchou was enjoying contact with you much more than eating your food, not that it was bad. after all the long hours he spends away, he feels as if he was deprived of your touch.

it was out of the blue, but he asked, “do you know how much i love you?”

your head above his, you looked down at him with a smile. you removed your fingers from his hair and decided to caress his cheek instead. your thumb brushed over the blossom marks below his eye.

“well, you may love me a lot, but there’s no way you can love me more than i love you.”

tecchou’s eyes suddenly opened before he stared at you, “that’s a lie.”

“is it, now?” you smirk.

tecchou spun his body around and sat upright. he reached for your cheeks with his hands, cupping them as if you were the most fragile thing.

he told you, “yes, it is. i’ll love you more than anything forever. as long as i love you, i’ll keep you safe.”

the man moved his hands to protectively hold your waist before he places a lingering kiss on your forehead. you smile at him, deciding to place your lips on his. and under the tree, where the cherry blossoms fall and flow with the breeze, you’re sure that he’s yours forever.

note: i thought this was a request based on how i literally left the google doc with just a quote, but i guess not after searching my inbox… let’s also ignore how falling cherry blossoms represent the end of soldiers’ short lives 🧍🏻‍♀️

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

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