Hi I have been pretty much dead on this account due to college and just tumblr isn’t my main social media!! So enjoy the art dump over the last couple of months
If you're in an area that is suffering from wildfire polluted air, I just saw this on Twitter:
Bonus:
Here's a site I found that can tell you how to make these:
Edit: There have been some extra pointers (about open sources of water in the home, and I believe some other things) in the reblogs, so I highly recommend taking a look at the notes of this post!
Also: Cloth masks are NOT sufficient. Use KN95s or N95s!
I've definitely posted this exact thought before but I can't find it, so - it's just an overwhelming and absolute world-historic W for liberalism that even the trads and revivalists conceive of 'culture' as meaning holidays and cuisines and maybe language or religion, and not legal codes or political organization or modes of sustenance or-
♡︎𝒞𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓂 𝒯𝓊𝓇𝓃ℯ𝓇 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓉♡︎... because I need it right now.
“𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒄𝒆...
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒄𝒆.
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒆𝒔☁︎︎
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆🜚
𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒆
𝐷𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒...
𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖.”
It’s quiet.
Nothing but slow breaths and the soft, familiar feel of his hand smoothing down the back of your hair, breathing with you as he silently held you.
The best days really will be some of your worst. But you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t want to think about it, you just wanted the stable peace his presence always gave you.
He was focused where you’d get distracted, decisive where you’d be impulsive, he’d hold it down where you couldn’t even piece it together…and honestly; that’s part of why he’s so attractive to you.
Simply wonderful, really.
The strong, silent type x resident cacophony.
And yet somehow, with you laying on top of him almost clinging; soaking in his warmth, listening to the gentle thrum of his heartbeat…all you felt was love. The kind of love that made you want to live more, show up for yourself harder, and recycle.
It was moments like this that made you glad live exists because it bought him in it.
The thrum between you wasn’t immediate. It started like gravity; like how the moon pulls the sea closer when their glimpses collide.
He didn’t see you for what you weren’t, instead he saw you for everything you were.
In joy and in sorrow.
The atmosphere was like a big, heated, blanket that smelled like home. It was just what you needed.
Whispering so you don’t break the delicate spell that’s been cast; “you still with me?”, The soft kiss lowered to your hairline gives you your answer.
“I never left you”. Voice hushed to match yours but the tenderness stays the same as he tightens his arm around you, holding you closer…
According to the World Resources Institute, the number of electric school buses operating or delivered in the United States more than doubled—from 598 in 2022 to 1,285 through June 2023—all driven to serve school children while providing cleaner air in 40 states.
Looking into the near future, the number of electric school buses that were already funded or on-order nearly tripled, and were spread across districts located in 49 states.
The emissions-free buses are found in 914 U.S. school districts and private fleet operators, according to the evidence-based nonprofit’s report published in September, 2023: State of Electric School Bus Adoption in the US.
California leads all states, with over 2,000 committed electric buses across the sprawling territory. This is more than five times as many EV buses as the next leading state, Maryland, with 391 commitments.
New Jersey has the second largest increase with 107 new buses, while West Virginia has the third largest increase with 42 new commitments. The updated data shows electric school bus commitments are now more evenly distributed across all regions of the country.
The Top 5 School Districts by Number of Electric School Buses are:
Montgomery County Public Schools (Maryland)
Los Angeles Unified School District
New York City Public Schools
Twin Rivers Unified School District (California)
Troy Community Consolidated School District (Illinois)
“We estimate approximately 69,000 students across the country are currently served by electric school buses that are delivered or in operation,” said the report authors, Lydia Freehafer, Leah Lazer, and Brian Zepka.
Zero pollution from tailpipes while buses are idling or driving means the students, staff, and community will be exposed to significantly less harmful air particulates that contribute to asthma and lung disease. The environment also benefits from reduced greenhouse gas emissions.
The federal government’s Clean School Bus Program, administered by the Environmental Protection Agency, is one of the biggest funders of these vehicles, having awarded 2,339 electric school buses—with more on the way.
"Sorry," Bucky grins, stepping out of the way. The other man stares up at him, blue eyes wide. "You alright there?"
"Coffee for Buck!" The barista calls out behind them, jolting the other man out of his stupor. The man grabs the coffee. He thanks the barista in a rush, barely even looking at his coffee. He turns back to Bucky, lips pursed as he stares at him. His grip on his coffee, Bucky notes, is verging on too tight. The poor cup looks like it's going to crumple.
Bucky smiles, gesturing for the other to walk by, but Buck just stands there.
"Sorry, this is weird, but you look a lot like a guy I once knew from Wisconsin." Buck says, not once taking his eyes off of Bucky. "Also went by the name Bucky."
"Wow," Bucky says. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "What a coincidence!"
You know those reincarnation AUs where one person remembers their shared past while the other doesn't? Well, what if only Buck remembered, and he met Bucky, who didn't?