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[kangel92]

Bunch of non-canon-in-this-au drawings of Cyn with her baby :3

And a distressed J lol

[slowtraincomingsoon]

99 1747 in Oberwiesenthal am 10.05.2024

[cognitivejustice]

Collaboration and inclusion of multiple stakeholders — from government, cities, businesses both large and small, and researchers — across the board has been crucial to building a platform to promote the circular economy in Finland, according to experts.

Similarly, setting clear targets, even if lacking in major ambition, has underpinned the process thus far.

“You do need an ambitious vision. You do need a strategy or road map. But you do need to have numeric targets,” says Raudaskoski from the consultancy Ethica. “Otherwise, there’s this danger it will only be about presentations and speeches, but not real action.”

It’s equally important those targets are based on “robust” scientific evidence, says Berg from SYKE.

A key lesson from Finland, says Sitra’s Forslund, is the importance of education. Early on, the innovation fund partnered with research institutions to develop circular economy learning modules.

“If we want a kind of systemic shift, then we need to really work with education and circular economy,” he says.

“In many fields the transition to new practices is so big that it requires completely new skills and capabilities from different actors.”

[cannellle]

Aiden hated feeling awkward.

The distant voices of friends, a perfectly white blanket, an IV drip standing threateningly next to the bed, the disgusting beeping of the device... The oppressive atmosphere of the hospital.

He was left alone with the brown-haired man. "I've been waiting so anxiously for this moment, and in the end I'm sitting here, unable to say a word..." flashed through Clark's head when his gaze once again darted to his friend. This one seems to be the fiftieth in a minute, Tyler finally caught on. More precisely, he probably noticed this nervousness before, but now he decided to put Aiden in a dead end, not allowing him to escape back to his kennel of silence.

— What? — Hernandez said almost irritably, although in fact it was only a cover for his vulnerability.

The desire to somehow regain his former strength still reigned in him, raging restlessly in his mind.

— Tyler, you... — He stopped for a moment, for which he mentally scolded himself.

— Make another joke about a disabled person, and I will stand up on principle to hit your empty head. — With a slight smile, the brown—eyed man added, which really helped, defusing the situation a little.

Aiden smiled with him. He let out a short laugh, but it only restored his former restlessness. His hands began to sort through his fingers, trying to collect his thoughts.

— I'm glad that everything is fine. — Clarke realizes her words and laughs again, hiding her embarrassment. — I mean, not very well, but... At least you're still alive.

Looking up, the guy fixed his gaze on the young man who was sitting in front of him. A smile, albeit uneven, spread across his face, hoping that it would be able to overshadow his crumpled and completely failed expression of feelings, once again directing it all towards a stupid joke. But Tyler didn't laugh. He didn't say he was stupid and looked like an idiot. Instead, he sat down on the bed and carefully opened his arms, looking directly at Aiden. And he immediately approached, pressing trembling palms to his back. The curly top of his head was on his shoulder, and his eyes, hidden behind a thin layer of bright lenses, closed, allowing himself to finally relax.

Aiden hated feeling awkward... But he was fine with Tyler.

[kingtext]

I been working out

[beningtirta]

Every b0mb releases carbon dioxide, monoxide and other GHGs

[qurolo]

A day early, but happy birthday Sakamoto >:))

Getting violent kyoya flashbacks with this one, the only distinguishing feature in my art would be the mole 🥲

Sketch below

[blackpointgame]

aabon35

[fagbutchpunk]

Jole: we have to destroy the Majo for what they did! Burn them from out of their holes and drive them screaming and wailing into the furnace of our vengeance! It is an imperative of Earth's Children, to the same as breathing and eating, to establish ourselves as the dominant species in the universe!!

The Majo:

[sertanejadogoias]

Costumam dizer que existem três amores da “vida", hoje eu arrisco dizer que são quatro (pelo menos espero que seja assim). O primeiro é aquele adolescente, o que te ensina a amar, a ter frio na barriga, a sensação de adrenalina e de que tudo é lindo, mas que quando se quebra dói pra um cacete. O segundo vem, como quem não quer nada, mas é aquele que te destrói, te desmorona, te quebra ao meio e você sai tão traumatizada que pensa que nunca mais vai amar na vida, mas é aquele que te mostra o que você não quer viver. O terceiro vem parecendo que vai te curar de tudo e te tirar do chão, vem parecendo ser o último amor, vocês combinam em tudo, tudo da certo, até que do nada se quebra e só quebra por ter uma parte que tá amando mais que a outra, que tá querendo mais o “pra sempre" que a outra, mas pelo menos ele vem pra te mostrar que você pode sim amar de novo e te “cura" de certa forma. E agora eu espero que venha pra mim o último, que eu espero ser um amor calmo, acolhedor, protetor, que me ouça, que me entenda, que me ame por inteiro e com todos os meus defeitos.

[aperint]

¿Qué estamos haciendo?

Por: Susana Dumit Garciarreal Tiene mucho tiempo que decidí dejar de ver las noticias no por querer ser indiferente a la situación que se vive en el mundo, sino por paz mental. Estamos viviendo momentos de muchos cambios, de guerras, de inseguridad, de enojo y la lista puede seguir, pero ¿qué estamos haciendo nosotros? Por una parte entiendo que la rutina nos absorbe, es difícil tener que…

[kangel92]

Consequences

Pt 1. https://www.tumblr.com/kangel92/764921785069273088/do-drones-dream-of-fake-contentedness

[slowtraincomingsoon]

99 1794 in Oberwiesenthal am 12.05.2024

[holleighgram]

(The main trio whenever something confusing happens)

Sora: what??

Goofy: huh?

Donald:

[cannellle]

— Thank you! — it is carried in a loud voice throughout the hall.

Loud applause, happy grimaces on the faces of the people who came here. The blond man's face shone with the same radiance. But there was only pure hatred behind it.

The hatred of this stage, the costumes, the noise of the hall, the endless rehearsals... It was no longer something special or interesting. It became part of a routine that others blindly envied. And every time he heard these exclamations about how lucky he was, Clark wanted to scream: "You don't understand anything, you don't know anything about how I feel! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" But he had no right to do that. Therefore, he continued to play. On stage and at home. In public and alone. His whole life became a theater. A one—actor theater in which the actor is a puppet, which was controlled by everyone except himself.

_

Evening. The dim light of the lantern. Another cigarette.

With each such time, he needs more and more to calm down all the raging feelings. Tears stopped helping a long time ago. Nicotine replaced them. The poison spreading through his body saved a lot more than meaningless streams from tired eyes.

But this time it was not only the dosage of cigars that distinguished itself. His loneliness was suddenly interrupted by the appearance of a guy unknown to him.

Tall, dark-skinned, with dark hair and equally dark bags under his eyes. He looked as exhausted as Aiden. And I did what he did. He lit a cigarette.

— Not another crazy fan, which means fuck him.. — the young man thought about it, exhaling a ball of smoke from his mouth.

And yet there was something wrong with this guy. Who is he? On the one hand, it shouldn't have bothered the actor much, because who else might not be in the studio. Some kind of worker... Even though he knew the whole team, there's no denying that he could have forgotten someone, right?

— Don't mess with yourself. — the kid ordered himself, and after quickly putting out his cigarette butt, he headed back into the building.

If you knew who he was, Aiden, would you have acted differently that night? If you knew that this person is the one who will show you what life is beyond the concept of "being", tell you about the world, find a feature in such an ugly, in your opinion, face, tell you what it means to be who you want, and not a producer, show what it is Love? If you only knew, what would you do then?

_

AU

Aiden — is an artist of the theater.

Tyler — is a new producer who has revealed Clark's true talent.

[kingtext]

Hi 👋🏾