#loves weather today.

[blueshykitsune-blog]

It's foggy today.

It's that cool?

[todayontumblr]

Monday, October 16.

The Color of the Sky.

You love it, we love it. And quite understandably, too, as there is a lot to like. Enough of it to go around, you might say. An endless supply. Total abundance. The lion's share, but for everyone. Because each and every day it's still there, a little different each time: sometimes grey and bland, sometimes fiery orange, sometimes deep navy, sometimes salmon and swirling, something rainy and drab. It has one job, very simple, and it does it very well. Very reliably. Like a big clockwork blanket. Let's give it up for #the color of the sky.  

Happy window watching x

[theyellowhue]

LITA dynamics will never fail to amuse me

Prapai literally bends over backwards to Sky's every whim like spend all night making little model trees for Sky's project but Sky will still go "I'm sure this is just a phase, P'Pai is gonna wake up and realize that he never liked me after all" and at a distance you can hear Prapai plot how to imbed himself to Sky's life permanently.

Rain on the other hand will point blank say to Phayu's face that, "of course I've been a good boy, I'm the best boy, no one is good-er than me," and thats how Phayu knows that Rain, in fact, has not been a good boy.

[filipinoizukuu]

fun fact about togame, his voice actor also voices a jojo character named "Weather Report" (you see where i'm going with this?)

i want to believe that the one singular contact number in sakura's phone is not in fact his piss poor attempt to use a phone, but rather a well-kept secret point of contact between him and one certain togame jo. after the showdown with shishitoren and the rooftop celebration, togame and sakura remain... curious about each other. it starts off surface-level enough. togame wants to find a way to repay his debts somehow -- keep an avenue available to someday prove to sakura that he isn't so lame anymore.

he's eternally thankful to sakura for snapping him out of whatever fugue state choji's mistakes put him in and wants to actually befriend sakura because of it. make sure he hasnt changed and all. meanwhile sakura contemplates it, because umemiya WAS right in the grand scheme of things and he did somehow "communicate" with togame in their fight. he wants to keep talking to togame, sort of. learn all the things he couldn't gather with his jabs and kicks. so they both find themselves at the tunnel a few days after the fight as complete coincidence.

its complete fate they ran into each other without meaning to, but togame wastes no time in warmly greeting sakura and chatting him up. night begins to creep up and at that point sakura knows they've gotta start getting home if they both don't wanna start shit sitting out at night on territory boundaries while wearing their respective recognizable uniforms. he's hesitant to pull away from the conversation though and togame seizes the opportunity to ask for sakura's (barely used) phone and write himself into sakura's contacts. (he doesn't even have a password btw)

"Wow~ Not a single person on here, Othello-kun."

"Hah? What th' hell would I even need it for? If I need something, I can just go ask in person. None of that slow, boring texting crap."

"You really live life too fast, haha. What if it's too small for the effort? Or you can't come find me in time? Shishitoren territory is quite far from Furin's campus, after all."

"What would I even need'ta ask you that isn't urgent enough to come here, scraggly?"

Togame simply laughs under his breath. "Anything you can think of." he hands the phone back to Sakura, screen lit up with a single new contact under the name 'Weather.'

That's stupid.

The older boy continues to tease Sakura. "Call me to ask about the weather, if you really can't come up with anything at all. I promise I'd pick up; it's the least I can do for you after everything."

They part ways, and even if neither of them mention it -- Sakura keeps this encounter close to his chest. Thinks about it when his classmates make fun of him for it the very next day, even as he says nothing and lets them tease him. With 5 new names in his list of contacts, he remembers to go home and scroll to 'W' and asks about the weather tomorrow. Asks a whole lot of other things too. All until he falls asleep.

(He never changes Togame's contact name after that. Not even months later, stranded on a bridge and staring down an army of enemies and another black-haired tall douchebag to humble. What will the weather be like tomorrow? Clear motherfuckin' skies, baby.)

[rocketbirdie]

here comes trouble (make it double!)

[snowthedemonfox]

the aliens learn about earth fashion

[stillsurfacequietpond]

I'm in London (for Macbeth, of course), and visited (and sat on) The Bench, and met some lovely good omens fans today. It was nice to feel a little less awkward in taking pictures when there were several other people doing the same. and if something new was added while I was there, I don't know anything about it

[moonkhao]

hi.

[robinfollies]

smth smth arthur gets sleepy when it’s cold…

[todayisafridaynight]

[emblazons]

"I don't know. He's quiet today."

STRANGER THINGS SANS VISAGES S02E01 - MADMAX

[moeblob]

v quick coffee shop doodle - there's a secret phrase on the back but I do not have time to draw it rn cause I gotta pack up and go

(I have been listening to the song "Broken Man" a lot lately ... as I found it out like three days ago. and it really fits Right)

[squoobest]

mama’s boy

[bloodyarson]

okay but a thing i think about every time we have one of those few day periods where the weather is not fit for even a dog being outside is how the hell are homeless people surviving this. like i said in a previous post it's currently -40 degrees with the windchill and i honestly cannot imagine how someone who does not have a place to go inside and spend the night is supposed to not freeze to death. it makes me upset every time the temperature drops like this, i cannot imagine how many homeless people will be frozen to death in the next 24 hours if they somehow haven't already. the fact that there are hundreds of empty houses sitting there empty with totally functional heating while people are DYING from the cold on a street corner makes me SO FUCKING ANGRY while at the same time my heart is breaking in pieces for them. rest in peace to every poor person who will not make it through the weekend. i am so sorry.

[mushroom-through-the-stargate]

please reblog this post with your favourite Jonas Quinn scenes/gifs bc I am in my feels about my canonically neurodivergent son