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#What do you think about this weather
gennsoup · 9 months
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Do you ever feel like the best of you is something you're still hoping to grow into?
Andrea Gibson, "What do you think about this weather?"
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letsmcfreackingloseit · 5 months
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Hey-ho! I'm back again with some Apex Polarity art, but this time it's some designs for the humans' snow gear!
It started out with me just trying to figure out a design for y/n in my little comic, but then I thought it would be fun to also try and visualize the other humans, so here's my take of y/n, Vanessa and Michael! I really like how they turned out, although I don't think I got Vanessa's "patchwork" look quite right, but I still like where I landed. I added a blue scarf and I was really tempted to give her those red goggles, since it would've made her resemble Vanny even more, but in the end I desided against it.
So yeah- nothing too big this time, just something fun and easy!
But to round this off, I will of course credit the wonderful author @naffeclipse who is writing Apex Polarity, which you can go read if you click right here (can 100% recommend, especially if you like stories with a bunch of fluff, mystery and drama~!) and today I give credit to myself for the designs of the humans! ;P
#apex polarity#dca#dca fandom#polar!y/n#polar!vanessa#polar!michael#OK SO- I was trying to keep my rambling to a minimum in the main post#but now we're in the tags baby and I am about to RAMBLE!!#So if you're intersted in some extra info/thoughts- tag along!#so one thing I would like to note for y/n's design especially is the coloring choice#the grey jacket was mostly because- you know- ✨y/n-core✨a.k.a. grey#but the rest of the colors are basically the same as eclipse's colors- as a nod to their fated connection (black white red & yellow!)#I also kind of tried to make them look a little bit like a baby penguin- but the colors are inverted- so I guess I kind of failed? XD#but the thought was there!#As for vanessa I said most of it in the main post- except I gave her what I like to call; The Gamer Goggles (⌐■ω■) instead of the red ones#why do I call them that? I have absolutely no idea- so let's leave that and continue!#I designed michael last and he was kind of the easiest to do#the color balancing was maybe a little tricky- but I think the end result looks good!#at the very least he looks like he is ready for the weather AND you won't easily lose track of him in the snowy landscape! :D#I also made him a little fasco logo!#Nothing too fancy- just a happy little fox ready to tag along on an adventure! :3#and that's about it for these pictures#I was tempted to also add their indoor design in this post (because yes- I also made some indoor designs >:3)#but I've decided to post them on a separate post so I won't ramble too much in this one XD#I mean look at this!!!#the terrible ramble disease strikes again#Will I ever escape it? probably not :P#now thank you so much for reading all of this and I hope you have a lovely day and/or night! XD
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introspectivememories · 3 months
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you are my favorite what-if, my best i'll never know
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mothervega · 3 months
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i was taking notes today and needed emotional support so i drew bive rambling about the current subject im learning about (THE RAINWATER IS INFESTED WITH NANOBOTS AAAAAAHHHHHHGGRGRGRHGFF)
also helo tumblr this is my first post i hope u like it :3
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rainymoodlet · 8 months
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Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸
[ A Coffee Break ]
The day after the Group Date…
Part 1 of 5 ☕️
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oatbugs · 22 hours
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procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally
#on my friends living room floor they love together but one of them has been london for weeks or maybe months#to be with her love. im on a foam mattress from one of their beds next to a glass bottle of water opened by one of them#in a mug given to me by another. the weather felt like my childhood today and it also felt like 2 years ago.#(put space in the heavens Einstein's idea and hes your friend too so nothing to fear) around the table they drank and laughed and i thought#i hope you keep growing so full with the love you receive . i hope your appetite becomes insatiable from how used to it you are#and i know youre all leaving soon but i hope one day you miss this and that youll be happy you miss it#its worth missing i think#i thought he didnt care but he said after exams hes going walk around this area over and over#(this is near where he lived and where we visited almost daily for a year)#(hed come across the bridge on a lake)#we went where she used to live and at the entrance a fox sat calmly. it just yawned and stared.#it felt important somehow. i think maybe their impressions of me will never be close to how i feel inside but i think#i love them enough for that not to matter. i dont think theyll ever know this. i dont think if they did it would change much.#and seeing them smile makes my heart glow anyway. today i tried their malaysian tea the ginger burned my throat#they warmed my heart. hes going to canada soon and hes going to the US soon and shes going everywhere soon ill never understand#how were supposed to live with memories and with seperation and with the past but we do it anyway so i think it doesnt matter much#i wanted to write a poem for the lab rats with the fibre optic wires lit with blue forcing them to turn around and around#something about how im sorry that the two photon arrays burned the inside of your brain. im sorry about the sharp points of multielectrode#arrayes. im sorry about everything we do to you. she asked to see me tomorrow. im trying to have self control but i miss her so awfully#last night my friend talked to me and i updated on everything that happened with love and the lack of it and she just started laughing#and she told me about the same thing from her side. and she told me about how she loved london because she would walk the streets#and she felt like the people were her. and her eyes would go over the people and the bag of bagels and the construction men they probably#have a kid at home maybe shes a daughter. this kid is crying for her mother and the building you just walked past caused#blisters and pain and people died in it and very likely people were born in it. we talked for hours and i felt like#i was holding her hand just like that time she held mine watching a horror film. i love her so much#my friend is a genius and i remember her picking up the charms of my phone and staring at the leaf hanging from them. shes side stepping to#music drinking dangerous cider and cocktails from a movie and chit chatting with billionaires and undergrads#i love her dearly. his head covered in electrodes. she tells me about a syrian guy shes in love with and she says#what you feel and what i feel is like cocaine. ive tried a lot of fucking cocaine.#she says ive reminded her of what living actually feels like and to never put energy into someone who doesnt see me this way.
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hella1975 · 8 months
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sat watching horror films drinking coffee from my ghost mug. this heatwave has nothing against my sheer commitment to a bit
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szappan · 16 days
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university.. university leave me alone
#heres the situation: for my cognitive literary studies class (quite fun) we had to pick primary material and a cognitive angle to analyse it#from. and the deadline was coming up and i who have been thinking very intensely about robots for the last half a year picked#yeah you guessed it. fucking PIERS PLOWMAN. which is not fun for me but i panicked about the deadline#so now i have to do something about piers plowman and its cognitive literary properties#and im in hell this is hell i have been extremely stressed about piers plowman for a month. to the point where ive been in physical pain#AND I CANNOT. THINK OF ANYTHING. ABOUT PIERS PLOWMAN.#and the teacher for that class is so nice and chill and she was like you can pick anything at all. and i went with piers plowman#like it's interesting but from what COGNITIVE angle can i approach piers plowman.#ive been thinking about saying exactly this that piers plowman is more for historical linguists and theologists than narratologists but im#also positive plenty of scholars read piers plowman for the plot#so then i thought about the characters and whether you can Connect with them and whether they help you Immerse yourself in the story and#other terminology i learned in cognitive literary studies class.#theyre allegorical and very 1 dimensional and there could be something about whether we from 2024 understand them in the same way#people from the 14th century did. like this was what i put in my proposal when i made it#but now i actually have to make the slides and use cognitive literary papers for this and it's just not going at all. i cant do it.#i cant do anything i cant enjoy the daylight and the warmer weather i cant think about anything other than im not making progress on this#and it's bad for me!! it's bad for my health i feel bad. why did i go with piers plowman why did i not pick watership down#my post#i have plenty to say about watership downm cognitively.#also about old possums book of practical cats#maybe i could email her and tell her id like to change it.. no#ive also been reading the tombs of atuan which is incredible
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try-set-me-on-fire · 1 year
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Really, send me soft prompts! Find the rest of the fills on ao3
Buck isn’t sure why he woke up until the sound of water hitting the roof filters past the clinging fog of sleep. Raining, again. It’s May now, the weather steadily warming every week, and he’d gotten out of the habit of checking the upcoming forecast obsessively. He didn’t think he was worried about it anymore, didn’t think he had to worry about it anymore. But here he is, laying awake listening to the sky dump buckets on the earth below. Buck breathes out. Eddie’s hand is curled warm against his side, their only point of contact. Buck squints over at him in the dark, just able to make out his calmly sleeping face. He’s drooling, just a little. Buck stays there awhile, breathing with him, then sighs and gets up, padding quietly out to the kitchen.
The sound is different out here. Not quieter exactly, just the sharp ping of rain off the window rather than the dull roar of it on the roof tiles. Buck puts fresh water in the electric kettle that now lives next to the Hildy, and then leans on the table and looks out into the backyard and keeps breathing. It’s been California’s wettest year on record since the 80s, which Buck thinks is a mean little joke of the universe.
“Again?”
Buck turns towards Eddie, who’s standing in the doorway and rubbing sleep from his eyes with one hand and gesturing, annoyed, out at the weather with the other. Buck hums. “Apparently.”
The kettle is whistling faster, near boiling. Eddie rummages in the cabinet and brings down the big mug with scooby doo on it and the mint tea. He puts the bag in the mug, along with a generous heap of sugar, and pours in the water, stirring a little half heartedly. He brings the mug over and sets it on the table behind Buck, steam gently warming his back, and then wraps his arms around him. Buck drops his head and smiles into his shoulder.
“You okay?”
“Yeah,” Buck sighs. He drapes his arms around Eddie. “I’m not… I keep thinking about it, and I’m not really afraid. I guess sort of... nervous? But even that’s not it.” He leans back enough to look at Eddie, furrowing his brow and trying to stick his thoughts together. “It’s like… I keep wondering if I’m scared, but there’s just a little blank space in there where I think the fear would be, and I keep moving around the edge and poking it. I’m not afraid but I keep thinking about it and it’s distracting, I guess, so maybe the effect is the same.”
Eddie gives him a contemplative sort of kiss. “Don’t tell Bobby you’re incapable of feeling fear, he’s never gonna let you on a ladder truck again.”
Buck laughs a little, and holds Eddie closer. The noise outside gets louder, and they both turn to watch it.
“It’s really coming down,” Eddie says in the soft and gently surprised tone of someone who’s lived in California through a drought.
“Yeah,” Buck agrees. He’ll have to check on the little vegetable garden in the morning. Chris had been so excited to make pasta sauce with things they grew themselves, it would be a shame if the freshly planted tomatoes and squash got flooded out.
Eddie looks at him again, sliding his hand up to rest his thumb at the pulse in Buck’s neck. “I’ll be afraid for you, if you don’t want to be.”
Buck bites the inside of his lip a little, watching Eddie’s face. He hadn’t turned any lights on, it’s just the streetlights and ambient brightness of the city at night coming through the window to paint him in shapes with soft edges. “You’re sweet.”
“For you,” Eddie smiles a little, and pulls Buck away from the table and starts swaying with him. Buck drops his hands to Eddie’s waist and dances with him like they’re at senior prom, a little too close, a little clumsy. They rest their heads together as they move in slow circles, and when Eddie hums tunelessly Buck feels it buzzing in his own skull.
The downpour becomes a little less torrential, eventually, and their tea is getting cold. Eddie takes a sip out of the mug, the biggest one they have, the one for sharing, and hands it to Buck.
“Dunno if I’ll sleep again,” Buck says, telling Eddie to go back to bed.
“Close enough to morning,” Eddie says, refusing to be told. “We can wait on the couch.
“Okay.” Buck kisses the word into Eddie’s mouth and follows Eddie to the living room, where they wait for the rain to end and the sun to rise.
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meredithbeckham · 9 months
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don't you dare cry.
a softer world, the 100.
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kjell-e · 4 months
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Idk man, but I personally think it’s kinda awkward and in not very good taste to ask people random questions about their co-workers semi-nudes on camera but maybe it’s just me
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fungi-maestro · 4 months
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What level of idealogical drift causes people to genuinely believe that being a douche to public service workers is a form of activism. What rock do those individuals live under.
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hartwinorlose · 7 months
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obsessed with the idea that in riverdale the hotel chain being Five Seasons instead of Four Seasons means there is canonically a fifth, forbidden season of the year in their universe
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themyscirah · 6 months
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Wait omg..... Jessica Cruz probably did rifle... my specialized sports knowledge coming in CLUTCH
Okay so I barely practiced and made it to regionals like once so im NOT the expert here but uh headcanoning that Jess did air rifle when she was a teen. Like idk if it would be as part of a team like with a high school (what I'm familiar with) vs like an individual thing vs like a travel/competitive team (it depends on the sitch in her area growing up) but she definitely went to some national matches (probably including JOs/JO quals like i think she was GOOD). I think she probably would have quit competitively following a bad shot at nationals (relatable) along with anxiety about competition (ALSO relatable) but still kept up with shooting casually for fun and relaxation and to hang out with friends etc.
She definitely would have shot smallbore competitively too but I never did that bc I was lazy so idk to much abt it competitively
#and by bad shot i mean a 0#it hurts me to even think abt doing that during a match actually esp at fucking JOs#a girl on my team did that and im sure it was devastating (we never let her live it down after too) but like dang. i feel that pain#im just saying she would vibe sooooooo hard with rifle. like canonically they just said she did it but im talking air in particular#also in the panel they said six which first off. humphries bro thats TOO young ik youre trying to be impressive but youre talking abt rifle#here. if someones let their kid have a gun at 6 theres actually smth wrong with them. and not even a bb or smth wtf#ANYWAYS you guys haveeeee to understand this. jess would go so hard for rifle she would fit right in w every competitive shooter ive ever#met istg-#she would be out there on the porch 35° weather in full gear mid match crying w the rest of us it would be great#wait wait shoutout to the time i had to get smth from my car and there were like 4 ppl out there crying during the middle of standing#like i literally FEEL THAT SO HARD (weve all been there) but also like... awkwarddddddd#4 is an unusually large amount though. normally its like 2 ppl at a time first relay. with more 1st relay ppl crying after than during#gosh rifle omg this is making me miss it#<<<<freshman/sophomore me would kill me for saying this btw. i HATED practicing so bad then omg#OH and Jess would be a kneeling girlie. fave position. why ? bc i said so shut up#no but bc its my favorite position (yes i know its the worst okay. im aware of all the reasons kneelings sucks and why everyone hates it.#but you know what? kneeling hates everyone equally and i respect that) no but uh yeah ✌️✌️✌️✌️#top 10 posts that are 80% jargon and only i care about 😘#anyways this is canon to me now actually#like idc what you say she was down in the trenches (the range) w the rest of us#also ik she almost certainly would have shot paper but in my mind she practices mainly w electronic bc thats what i used (even if its super#uncommon and is only used at the nice ranges) if she was super competitive she would probably have driven to shoot electronic. lets just say#there was a paper nearby and an electronic scoring range a bit farther or smth#anyways yeah#WAIT OMG SHE DEFINITELY MET HER FRIENDS FROM HER BACKSTORY THROUGH RIFLE#and the dating drama too omg rifle drama was INSANE. like i was almost always out of the loop bc i never practiced and didnt have snapchat#but like the drama was INSANE. fucking wild. at least to my nerdy ass self. so her relationship drama makes total sense now okay babe fr#jessica cruz#blah
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shizukufangs · 4 months
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not to be a hater but every time i see an "ex gifted kid" post i have to scroll so fast so i dont roll my eyes. if youre in high school complaining about it then like fine being a teenager is a lot abt complaining abt school, and it's hard to understand the nuances of how you're being fairly tone deaf, but i mean. ive been out of school for 4 years now. do you all really have nothing new to complain about
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thebigcomed0wn · 4 months
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i hate being an industrial fan cuz youll look for related art and prints and stuff and find dope big titted women in harnesses and gas masks and then get jump scared by a red armband or suspicious eagle and have to go UH UHH KILL YOURSELFF
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