#dry and warm

[dabiconcordia]

Catching April

I hang out linens on a bright raw morning. The spring sky sneers, reluctant to warm up to me or the season, so I retreat with moist numb thumbs. All day I hear the sharp snap of sheets whipping in the cold gusts that try to rip them from the line. Dark stick silhouettes claw along tangled cotton, but orange cases pillow with the season's spite and glow in a row of summer moons.

Late in the afternoon I bring them inside, dry and sun-warm, and fold up the sweet clear air caught within their threads. by Heather Moore Niver

[pricetagged]

idk I just torturing simon and I love the idea of him—at some stage of his life, idk maybe immediately after he's declared dead— not having anywhere to stay.

His residence in Manchester got gutted and sold, greedy estate agents and solicitors picking it apart as soon as they got the death notice.

He could rent hotel rooms. Stay in the barracks. But sometimes he just needs—space. Familiarity. Simon Riley is dead and buried, but not buried deep enough.

So he goes back to his old house. He knows every nook and cranny. Knows which floorboards creak and which doors get stuck. He'll just cosy away in the attic and come out when the new tenant is at work, no problem. Barracks-living, only the other person won't know. It'll only be for a few weeks at a time—

—but he catches sight of you. The new tenant. Sweet little thing who saw the ugly, empty shell and decided it was for her.

Not a lot of money, no. But you've tried to make a home here. Decorated over the gouges and scars, filled the empty spaces with little signs of life.

You've taken such good care of the place. You're taking such good care of it, all by yourself. Off to work in the morning, and home late at night when it's far too dark and he knows the latch isn't as secure as it should be —kicked and shouldered too many times when his mum would work the courage to kick out his da—

So you need him. You're not saying it in words, but what is he meant to think when he sees how you leave the windows open all through the day and night? When you shuffle about on your weekends with only a playlist or podcast for company?

You need him. Good thing he's already there.

Go read this thing by gougie if u like the 'there's someone living here' thing - they do it sooooo much better

[valtsv]

those 19th century poets weren't wrong about romanticising risking your life to go for a walk while it's storming outside. i went out to run my errands today in a skirt and long coat without an umbrella and there's something about being soaked to the bone and shaking uncontrollably while weighed down by several tons of fabric clinging to your skin tighter than a lover that makes you feel the kind of alive you normally only get from snorting coke or playing with live electrical wires.

[killyridols]

flair by rebecca n. johnson, 2024, flashe, dry pigment, acrylic, pastel & watercolor on canvas, 14 × 11 inches

[isbergillustration]

Rorschach (derogatory)

[sternenhimmel-mond]

I just closed an oblivion gate and when I got back to Cyrodiil, it was raining.

Can you imagine the kind of catharsis that the hok would feel from that? The hot wastes of Oblivion getting to them and when they finally pull the stone out, and Tamriel comes back to them and they feel the cool waters of rain? I bet they'd feel so alive.

Edit: I made a followup.

[auspicioustidings]

Meet cute with Simon being that you were both after the same house and locked in a bitter war over it. He has more money than you at the end of the day though, so he gets it. Weird coincidence that a month after he moved in the neighbours put their house up for sale and obviously the first person the realtor called was you to see if you'd be interested. It then becomes a constant competition about whose lawn is nicer or who has the better paint job or who attracts more kids at Halloween. God he's so annoying, it's mortifying when your heating breaks over winter and he tells you to stop being so stubborn and come stay with him until it gets fixed so you don't freeze to death.

[gardensnakie]

waaaaaa.... loop being alone at night when siffrin is up in the clocktower.... isn't it freezing!? Do they just- knock out? Try to sleep before it gets too cold? Do they hibernate, does their body keep them warm enough- just enough- barely enough?

Do they curl up at the base of the tree, make themselves as small as possible because that's how they learned to conserve warmth better, just how they did during those old nights but without a cloak? How do they feel during the nights? Nostalgic? Pathetic? Nothing at all?

Do they dare to think of how their greatest fear came true. Since it all ends! This is where they would've been if they let it all end! Cold and alone, grasping for any warmth left from the world. They would never selfishly take it from the people they held so dear, so why did the Universe mock them like this? Thoughts like that, unless it was too cold to even manage a thought

[skunkes]

silly little scribble-that-could've-been-a-text-post

whenever i open my organized paint containers there will always be at least one Warm in the Cools and vice versa

[kaddyssammlung]

[icewindandboringhorror]

At what temperature INDOORS (not outdoor weather) do you start to become noticeably uncomfortable (sweaty, heavy, don't feel like doing anything, etc.) and begin trying to cool off yourself or your environment?

(Like, at what point do you start putting out fans, turning on the AC, getting ice water, etc. because the indoor room temperature has gotten too high for you?)

It's starting to get warmer weather where I live, so I was thinking about it/curious how this might vary :0

(sorry if the celsius conversions aren't entirely accurate, I just used a website to look them up/am not familiar with measuring things that way myself lol)

[twothousandonehundred]

Rain and puddles stimboard please 🥺 love me some petrichor-⭐

of course, i hope you like the stimboard taco bfdi :3 /silly -----

💧 rain & puddles stimboard! 💦

🌿 💦🍃💦 🍃💧🍃 💦🍃💦 🌿

(i think it started raining while i was making this!)

[based-and-uncouth]

Its them!! Homeless little social outcasts </3 (pre-redemption Balloon)

[nixiecat]

You would look cute sleeping under my porch in the rain

it's so wet and cold out here please let me inside 🥺 I'll be so niceys I promise 🥺 please 🥺

[ninvic-rbs]

I seriously can't emphasize enough how much I love that the narrator/monologue voice in the marble nest sounds like p1 artemy. The idea that he's taking care of daniil while he's stuck in the nightmare time loop kinda makes me wanna cry

[lemonandtheart]

Happy Birthday to my April! <3 04/01!