#it could be a change in the weather

[vogelmeister]

took the metro to barangaroo. felt weird, like i was existing in the sydney of hollywood executives and not my sydney where the train breaks down making me 40 minutes late to work and the bus only comes once per hour.

[crunchchute]

[mcflymemes]

please don't mistake silence for hatred. please don't mistake unanswered plotting messages as indifference, or a lack of enthusiasm towards you. considering the ages of most roleplayers, many of us have bills to pay, families to take care of, medical conditions to treat, appointments to make, classes to take, homes to clean, and lives to live away from the computer that are far, far more important than writing on tumblr — life has a tendency to get in the way of hobbies and fun things like this. be patient with your fellow writers. if it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out. of course you can set your boundaries, keep your space comfortable, and softblock whoever you wish, but do so while recognizing it's probably not hatred or apathy that keeps them from leaping into your dms with message after message. they probably love this hobby just as much as you... but sometimes life gets in the way.

[oneroomjestershow]

MY FRUITY ASS DOG I'M CRYIGNG

The pleading face manipulation is working and Eli doesn't like it

STOP BEING DOG CODED MY BRAIN IS MELTING (lovingly)

[chiropteracupola]

Come on, the weather man's reporting / That the weather's right for sporting / And for love and assorted courting / Together is just what we've got to get!

[oz construct trio, requested by @sanguinarysanguinity]

[domoz]

drabble trade with @doveywovy with the prompts "mermaids" and "sharing body heat"

The air hangs still and quiet in the way it only does in the morning after it's just snowed.

Probably, Izuna should be thankful for the unseasonable turn in the weather. The cold has driven witnesses indoors and the usually deadly fauna of the swamp he travels through into hiding. He's never liked weather like this, though. The sharpness of the chill makes his jaw ache, and he finds himself paranoid that somehow his own breath will give him away.

Ice has formed a crust on the sides of his little boat and more forms on his oar every time he lifts it from the water. Soon enough he's going to have to stop and scrape it off, before it makes it awkward to navigate. But he’s hesitant when even the gentle drift of the boat sounds too loud in the silence.

There are rivers and lakes in water country, but not widespread enough to make learning to hide beneath them particularly worth it. Even this swamp is probably only two meters deep in most places -- the canopy of the trees above are so thick that they would make a better hiding spot for nearly anyone looking to ambush him.

That's why he's unprepared for the boat to suddenly be pulled out from underneath him. With the whip-crack speed of a predator springing on its prey, two thick arms hook under his shoulders and pull him backwards. He doesn't fall into the water, but into flesh -- slick and freezing cold.  He tries to pull away, instinctively kicks backwards, but whatever his foot meets is a single solid mass, and all he gets for struggling is flipped onto his back, face forced into the rough wood and freezing cold water that's sloshed over the sides. Even his legs aren't left free as something thick and muscled wraps around them.

Whatever it is that's on top of him isn't human -- but it also isn't trying to kill him, or else it could have done so by now. Instead, one arm -- pale white and scaly when Izuna cranes his neck to see it -- moves to wrap around both of his arms while the other moves to start tearing open his clothes. Icy-cold claws rake down his skin and start going through his pockets, tossing knives and coins and food pills all around the deck of the boat and over the side.

 The thing’s grip has become weaker in the meantime, and Izuna uses the chance to free his right elbow backwards -- it earns him more weight pressed down on him, not less, and an angry hiss.

"What kind of useless human doesn't carry matches?" A deep, accented voice growls out above him, "Or even a flint?"

The only thing that keeps Izuna from responding with 'the kind that can spit fire' is the fact that he can't follow it up with a fireball right in this thing’s face. Which means he has a moment to realize that this thing can speak, and if it can understand him then he has another way to worm his way out of this.

"The warm kind." He answers, as understanding about what's happening clicks into place, "The kind that might help you if you let him up and ask nicely."

He punctuates his point by taking as deep a breath as he can manage in his position and warming it with his chakra as he lets it back out. It turns the air around them into warm steam before it drifts away, and Izuna can feel the muscles wrapped around him clench as the thing hunches over as though trying to capture the heat.

There is a long moment of hesitation, then a sigh through clenched teeth. Weight shifts off of his chest, enough for him to push himself up and turn around, though his legs are still trapped under the bulk of -- yes that's a fish tail.

The creature that's caught him is something out of a peasant fairy tale. Mermaid -- or man, as it were -- the sort of creature that people say lures men to death with its beauty. Izuna supposes he can see where they're coming from -- the physique of the top half is almost improbably perfect -- though the effect is lessened both by the fact that the thing has just mugged him and that he's clearly miserable. The man’s hair and eyelashes are as white as the rest of him but they sparkle with ice, and now that his arms aren't down Izuna's clothes they're crossed over his chest in a hopeless bid to preserve warmth.

"I'll only need you to stay until the cold front is gone." The merman informs him, mouth not quite forming correctly around the words. "Then you can carry on as you please."

Which could be days or even weeks -- plenty of time to find an escape. Or, Izuna blows out another warm breath and stops himself from smirking as the merman can't stop himself from leaning into it, plenty of time to make a new friend.

[beebfreeb]

I could not draw much today (wrist started hurting) and it's making my HP bar go down :-(

[emperorofthedark]

Gunther Goth Elementary.

[pcktknife]

i am always filled with so much dread

[puppyeared]

Ever since I was a little girl I always knew I wanted a butch twice my size to call me a good boy

[mostofthingsmostofthetime]

Hey, so I know it's been a long time, but I suddenly felt inspired to make some Annie Cresta Picrews. So here you go & I hope you like her as much as I do.

Pre games

Parade outfit

1st Interview

Training

Games

Victory interview

District 13

Post war

[youneedtolightenup]

Turns out seeing Hozier in concert IS life changing, huh?

[front-facing-pokemon]

[burirammin]

ThaiGP 2024 weather and minor track update!

Let's start with the weather, we are now still at the tail end of rainy season so probability of rain surprises are still on the table but not a certainty.

First off, NO RAIN on Friday. All hot and humid sunshine for today.

Here's what interesting tho. There are SO MANY contradicting information (from different sites) regarding if it will rain or not on Saturday and Sunday. Some say it will only rain in the evening. Some say there could be light drizzle in the afternoon aka. race time on both days but more likely for Saturday so I'll keep an eye on that 👀

In short : flag to flag race is a possibility

And now for a minor track update. Turn 8 (first part of a double right handers) curb at chang international circuit has been modified to be taller and is now the same height as turn 1 (first right hander between two long straight) and 4 (high-speed left hander) at four inches.

Nothing out of the ordinary, but good to know.

(pictures below for how it currently looks though I am not sure which turns these are)

[szappan]

university.. university leave me alone

[deltadescent]

hello stormy weatherers how is the weather today

we have, gar glasses propaganda;

and teeny baby minnow;