#July fourth

[floridaboiler]

[amnhnyc]

Kick off your Fourth of July with the national bird, the Bald Eagle (Haliaeetus leucocephalus)! The Museum’s Bald Eagle Diorama depicts a scene set near Alaska’s Chilkat River. Around November, when the chum salmon spawn and then die, Bald Eagles old and young congregate in numbers to feed upon salmon carcasses. This majestic bird of prey has a wide range throughout North America, soaring high in the sky with a wingspan of up to 8.5 ft (2.6 m)! 

You can spot this raptor in the Hall of North American Birds. The Museum is open today from 10 am–5:30 pm! Plan your visit.

Photo: © AMNH

[beardedmrbean]

[nocternalrandomness]

Fourth of July spirit with Briana Agno

[magnetothemagnificent]

🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEVE ROGERS 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

I guess Happy Independence Day, USA, too.

[sincerelysatanherself]

went all out with red white & blue this year.

[animentality]

Pfft. Everyone on Tumblr talks about how much gay sex they're having, but I know you're fucking liars.

You're not having gay sex on the fourth of July, you're having archive of our own explicit tagged fanfics on the fourth of July.

I see through your Jedi deceptions.

Happy independence day and fuck you. The gay sex economy is in shambles and you're laughing.

[owlfacenightkit]

As the 4th of July just passed…

Please reblog for sample size

[timmurleyart]

Dancing under the sky. 🇺🇸🧨💥🧨🧨🔴⚪️🔵

[floridaboiler]

[mylionheart2]

[beardedmrbean]

[nocternalrandomness]

Fourth of July Pin-Up with Kelly Estes

[soukokumychildren]

Happy 4th!!

Legit nobody asked but I'm a proud American, god damnit. Have a short-ass write based on this shit! Enjoy y'all!

Poe was laughing like a madman, running away from the fuse lit on a Roman fountain flare, stopping short next to Ranpo. Soon flicks of ember began to dissolve, sounding like firecrackers before they bled away into a fountain of sparks, the very definition of the opposite of a waterfall. It repeated the cycle from throwing handfuls of sparks like a flower petals for a bridesmaid to the constant waterfall of sparks.

Soon it came to an end, with the fire dying out. Chuuya barked out in laughter. “Hell yeah, they’re good ones! Give Ranpo these.” In tandem to his comment, he gave Poe a handful of what could have appeared to be cherries, except they had a sandy quality to them, and the end were the green fuse strings. “Tell him to throw ‘em as soon as he lights em.” Chuuya aimed his attention back to the truck full of firework supplies, Dazai picking and choosing which ones to fire off next. Poe nodded wordlessly, jogging lightly over to Ranpo. “U-use these, Ranpo-kun!” He held out his palms with the bag of these cherry-like firecrackers. Or maybe gumdrops. “Oooh?” “Light them and throw them, Chuuya-San instructed.” Poe said stiffly, trying not to stammer in his speech. With a shrug, Ranpo did as he was told, setting the fuse alight, and throwing it. It made a cartwheel of flame, popping around with sparks before it burst into a series of green and white hues. “Oh! Oh! Oh this is so cool!!” Ranpo said excitedly, lighting and throwing a few more.

“Yo! Bitches!” Chuuya was running off from a white tube with sparks disappearing into its center. He flapped his wings to assist in his escape. “Fire in the hole!” He hollered.

Immediately a bang followed a tendril of ember that spiraled into the sky, erupting into a shower of flames with purple and gold ends, tapering off until they dissipated, before they exploded into a series of golden little fireworks like dandelions. “Oh hell yeah! That fucked hard!” Chuuya cawed. Poe stared up in admiration while Ranpo, surprisingly, gaped at the display. “Wanna have the honors?” Chuuya asked, now afloat while his legs crossed, reaching down to Poe, and handing him a bulbous creation, a series of balls wrapped in colorful aluminum in a straight line with a string fuse at the top. “T-that’d be splendid.” Poe looked to Ranpo for a fleeting moment, blushing furiously when his boyfriend made eye contact. Immediately his hand ruffled his Hawaiian shirt, yelping and falling forward to the white tube-like contraption. “Can I try?” Ranpo asked, grabby hands towards the firework in Poe’s hand. Poe babbled, flustered. “W-well erm—be responsible, please—“ Ranpo snatched the thing out of his boyfriends hands, running to the tube and having held a lighter in hand—wait, when did he snatch that from Poe? Oh gosh—

Ranpo lit one, excited, and Chuuya suddenly shot by, flapping his wings to take him away. “GET DOWN!” He shrieked, shoving his wing with Ranpo and himself down. Poe and Dazai covered their heads— The firework tube malfunctioned, and burst into a shower of colorful sparks, but following was an explosion of piercing hot rocks, sailing in every direction. Chuuya hissed as some bounced off his hardening feathers, swearing colorfully. Eventually Poe and Dazai resurfaced. “Everyone okay?” Dazai asked, checking everyone’s conditions. Luckily everyone came out unscathed. "Jesus Christ, what the fuck happened?" Chuuya hopped over, bending at the knee and keeping his wings tucked, holding them away from his body as he inspected the tube. Ranpo sat up, blinking and shaking his head. "Ooh, wow. I almost blew my head off. The President wouldn't have been happy about that." "Looks like it was just a flawed fuse." Dazai murmured, sliding beside Chuuya while Poe jogged to Ranpo. "A-are you okay Ranpo?" "I'm fine," Ranpo replied with a small grin. "That was…kinda cool! I wanna do that again this time!" Chuuya scoffed. "Yeah, sure. Next time, try not to blow our heads off, 'kay? I ain't getting in trouble for you."

[ruebailey]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE ONE AND ONLY CAPTAIN AMERICA.

(ik i'm late but let's move along, shall we?)

thank you chris evans for playing our america's a$$. we worship you wholeheartedly and pray for your return, somewhere, somehow.

[pastlivesandperfectoceans]

I went swimming today 😘