#bright clear night

[sparrownimbus2000]

30. Goodbye, November

I began this month feeling hopeful; we had just emerged from a particularly warm October. Indian summer. Evenings shorter but not quite cold enough to realise the inevitability of the hibernation season. Then as November progressed, I succumbed to the misery of short evenings and lack of vitamin D. It was mostly due to not getting out as often as I would like. It’s being too cold, my worry over…

[huariqueje]

Bright Night - Carol Collette

Canadian , b. 1945 -

Watercolour and Etching , 26 x 18 in.

[bored-boring-and-tired]

IT’S A CLEAR NIGHT!!

STARS!!

[rubylarkspur22]

The Sun and Stars(💕)

So, an idea I've been tossing around for the last little while in S&TF has been Nezuko creating her own Breath Style. Specifically mixing Sun and Sound Breathing as the main bases. And, as you can probably guess, this Breath Style is going to be called Star Breathing.

And earlier this week, I just realized the genius poetry behind the three Breath Styles named after celestial bodies(Sun, Moon, and Stars)!

The Sun is the brightest and closest light we have in our universe. Sun Breathing is the most powerful Breath Style.

The moon's light comes from reflecting the sun. Bright, but not nearly as much as the sun. Michikatsu was powerful, but still could never match Yoriichi despite being his twin(reflection). And I believe Moon Breathing is the second most powerful Breath Style, even before the Blood Demon Art modifications.

And the stars are just as powerful as the sun, they're just farther away and we can't see them when the sun is out. But when they do get to shine, they're just as brilliant. Nezuko, being trained by an ex-shinobi and three ex-kunoichi, has been taught skills to disappear and strike from a distance. And despite having a similar potential to Tanjirou, Nezuko is going to be mostly disregarded by Muzan whenever Tanjirou is close by. But Sun Breathing is in her blood, the same as her brother and father.

TL; DR, Moon reflects Sun but not as powerful, but Stars shine with their own power despite being outshined by the sun.

And I think this will especially create a fun parallel between the Nighttime Breath Users(Kokushibo and Nezuko). But I'll leave that for another time!

[robo-dino-puppies]

aurora borealis | may 10-11 2024 | oregon coast

[freebooter4ever]

btw like 45 mins after eating its back again ;_; bad enough i cant even concentrate enough to read. but at least i was hungry tonight, i skipped eatin altogether yesterday

[moe-broey]

Would I be proving my therapist (who has been voicing some concerns about my depression maybe getting worse but like I feel like it's fine) right by cancelling my appointment tomorrow cause I just don't wanna. Like all I have to report is that I'm tired and I wanna rest and I just don't really feel like it y'know

[highlynerdy]

2 am moon

[starscelly]

so it's like this. everyone's raving about how much better your team is and how it can be your year. and everyone loves you and thinks you're the best at your job and it should be perfect. you should be perfect. you’re where you’ve always wanted to be and your future is bright. and who cares if you don’t get the big award nominations because your team loves you and your city loves you and everyone loves you.

but it's like. if everyone loves you and you're all better and you’re perfect why have you been left for dead right. like why does everyone else get a shiny new face to help out. to be better. they wanted strong defense and you gave them strong defense. they said that’s not enough you need to give more offense and you gave more offense. they said jump and you said how high. and you’ve worked your ass off and all you're left with is the same corpse they have made you drag around for years. all you’re left with is a bunch of “maybe”s. maybe he’ll get better this year. maybe we can call him up. maybe we can give you something of fucking substance.

then they say they’ll trade your best friend and it's like. well maybe if you had managed to be even better dragging around a series of corpses. if you had been perfect. maybe you could have at least won with him. but you didn't! you couldn’t! and it’s not your fault and nobody is saying it’s you’re fault and isn’t that worse? being near perfect and putting everything you have out there but still having no control of the situation? what separates you from sisyphus pushing that boulder?

you work and you break records and you work and you get hit in the face and you work and you sleep it off like it’s nothing and you work and you can’t even crack top five in the eyes of people who have never fucking gone through what you have and you work and you never dare to complain and you fucking work.

and your reward is more work since you take to it so well. if you can hold the weight of the world on your shoulders so prettily why would anyone stop you. why not wait until you crumble, since you clearly love it so much.

[argiopi]

got the cops called on me for the most hilariously sensible reason last night

So i have a new industrial piercing (my first piercing..! i love it •w•), and it got infected because of course it did, it's a cartilage piercing and i live outside. Context i've been living in my car for the past few weeks, which has been pretty good but one of the tradeoffs is i do not have a bathroom. The piercer told me if the piercing got infected I could soak it in saltwater, so i needed a source of 1. salt, 2. water that is warm or at least not the below-freezing ambient temperature i currently exist in.

Gas stations have both these things. (I have yet to purchase salt for my occasional propane stove cooking). Only problem is it was past midnight in a rural area, so I didn't find a 24 hour convenience store until around 100 miles into my route for the evening.

At 3 AM local time the store was inhabited by just One stern-looking employee who was mopping the floor. My grungy ass walks in carrying a small collapsible bowl and immediately begins casing the place like the world's shittiest thief, looking for those little free salt packets. I looked around the (empty, no hot food at 3 AM) hot dog stand and saw only wet condiments so i circled back around to the grocery section in case they were selling salt shakers I could buy. No luck so i desperately returned to the hot dog counter in case I missed the salt, and noticed a cabinet labeled CONDIMENTS below the dog cooker, which did conceal salt packets. I stuffed a handful of them in my pocket and hoped the mopping woman wouldn't ask, then pivoted to the bathroom where I locked myself for the next fifteen minutes.

I filled my bowl with hot water which was actually cool water but at least it wasn't frigid, and mixed salt into it and held it to my ear. After a few minutes the staff, who had been understandably watching me from around corners the entire time I was searching for salt, knocked on the door. I replied "hello?" and she didn't respond, so I assumed she was just checking if anyone was in there before she tried entering to continue mopping. I finished cleaning my sad little ear and bought a bag of yogurt pretzels as a gesture of good will because I felt bad for taking her salt and taking too much time in the bathroom when she needed to clean.

Enter The Pig. I had returned to my car and grabbed my first aid kit to apply antiobiotic ointment, when an officer entered the store. Trepidation when he arrived since I knew I was being a freak, but then i thought he was just doing his own shopping, then he came back out and approached my vehicle.

Rolled down my window and he asks what was going on in the bathroom. (What if i had been just taking a long shit??). So I showed him my ear and my bowl and explained, as Alertly, Calmly, and Soberly as i could after driving for multiple hours after midnight, to the face of someone who can ruin my life with a penstroke, that I was on the road and had to soak this infected piercing. Luckily it was a confused young cop who was too bewildered to inquire much further, not an old hardass who might start asking more challenging questions such as "where are you going" or "where are you staying tonight and why are you washing your ear at the gas station and not there." He clearly barely even looked at my car - asked if i was a local when my license plate is from two timezones away - and let me go without even collecting my information.

That was the sixth time that police have confronted me for acting outside social norms. The first time was because I was plucking an invasive plant species from the side of the road and he thought I was falling when I walked up & down the slope. The second time I was walking home alone at night, and maybe someone called because I had a backpack on and they thought I was trying to rob a house. I was just walking home from the train. The third time I had been biking home in the dark without a headlight, and i fell on my face and didn't know I was bleeding until a bastard pulled up and told me someone called because they thought I got hit by a car. The fourth time was when I fell in the river last winter and i was knocking on random doors asking for directions home to minimize my risk of hypothermia, and I suppose the woman who drove me home called to send someone to make sure i was okay? The fifth time was the first time I slept in my car, which ironically was before I started serially sleeping in my car. I was falling asleep on the highway after an all-nighter so I took the next exit and took a nap in my driver's seat at the end of a random residential street before I ended up on the news, and that's how I learned suburbanites are paranoid as all hell about anything out of the ordinary because a cop knocked on my window and asked me if I was drunk (who would say yes to that question?). Now I select my sleeping sites very carefully, which is probably the most annoying thing about hashtag vanlife, but I haven't gotten The Knock again yet and sometimes when I pull into random public lands after dark I wake up to mountains I've never seen before and that fuels my soul.

Lesson learned is that if you need to snort sodium chloride in a gas station bathroom at 3 AM, just have an ear piercing and dampen the hair around it and carry a bowl around, and you've got a story that's Too Weird To Be Making Shit Up.

[coffeeworldsasaki]

I gotta say not a fan of all the blood coming out of my nose recently

[autism-corner]

im actually very glad it rained a bit tonight =w=b

[nightly-ruse]

Oh Yew oh Yew what is your hue? What talons control you? Are you Blue are you Red? Where did you rest your head? Before the wolves came through and took you? Oh Yew oh Yew what is your hue? Who stole your petals away from you? A poor soul bound to lose.

@oldfacesnewdawnoffical

Less harsh version everyone look at my talons I’m so proud of them

[unblot]

@igniida : "My sunflower. Being with you is just like pulling two SSR's in one day." Idia attempting to be romantic with Salem

“ ... ” At first it looks like the flirtation doesn't register with Salem, the redhead merely slow blinking in response. Despite being in proximity with Idia for so long, it can sometimes be difficult to remember what all his lingo means. In fact, in recent months they've started using a separate notebook full of definitions and descriptions of the things Idia says. Hopefully with that, they'll be able to keep up with him in due time.

Instead of saying anything in response, Salem wordlessly steps out of the room, briefly leaving Idia in perplexed panic. When they return, they have their Idia lexicon in hand. They open the page on gacha terms and skim the contents before promptly closing it again. When Salem's eyes meet Idia's again, their lips have curved upward in a minute smile. Without a word they lean forward to press a soft kiss to their boyfriend's flushed cheek, still smiling when they withdraw.

“ Thank you, Idia. You're my most prized UR card. ” They're not sure if that's the correct way to phrase it, but they hope Idia will still understand what they're trying to say.

[altruistic-meme]

worst possible thing for me to have at work is a headache. guess what im dealing with rn.

[artsy-book]

for flower ask: 🌻 :D

moon!! I am such a night owl and I love the moon so much!! sometimes at night I just lay in bed and look out my window at the moons and stars ^-^

also moon motifs in art and writing is so pretty I love it so much!!

ask game ^-^