#and for a day i thought i had a cold

[tazzykiki]

Seasonal allergies my fucking LOATHED

[aquanutart]

desert flygon

[kindaasrikal]

Sniff sniff

Hey guys

Morro doesn’t know how to hold conversations, so he often just stands quietly. He can when it necessary, such as for a mission, but outside of it he’s like a worm. It’s mainly influenced by his time on the streets not knowing how to talk. Because of that though, the people around him think he’s like some asshole stoic guy who chooses not to talk to people unless worthy. In a resurrection/redemption AU, it really makes his already shaky bonds with the ninja even worse.

Kai, for all his talk, is the most awkward guy when you actually get to know him. He struggles greatly with trying to understand whats the right thing to say to someone he cares for is and he compensates that by making jokes…very poorly timed jokes.

Cole doesn’t really need to talk, he communicates enough with how he looks. His posture, face, eyes? They all communicate for him. Doesn’t stop him from yapping when he wants to though.

Jay yaps. More than all of them combined. However, he’s completely unapologetic about it, he will yap whether you like it or not and it’s something you will have to accept the moment you meet him. He’s not afraid to say exactly what he means and smack you about with his words.

Zane has the most calming voice you have ever heard, but he used to struggle a lot with showing his emotions with his voice. He could be making a joke and he sounds so dead serious that everyone thinks he is serious. Despite being better at it now, he often changes his voice into random accents when making jokes or being unserious, he finds it hilarious.

Nya has the most expressive voice though, you can immediately tell how she feels the second she opens her mouth. She hates its and yet it makes communication for her so much easier, as a person who struggles to actively voice her feelings outside of anger.

Lloyd has a voice most people automatically tune into and listen to when he speaks. It makes ordering food in shop really awkward when everyone goes silent as if you’re about to start giving a profound and wise speech.

[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)

[kitocrystal]

Day 1 - Autumn

[sluckythewizard]

YOU JUST HƎARD IT FROM [HIS MOUTH] FOR SURƎ!!!

[ssongsboo]

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❕ : puppy!sion

⟢ 휘청이는 내 정신은 .ᐟ

sion's trembling hands gripped your waist tightly as his hips snapped forward, desperation evident in every motion. his ears twitched uncontrollably, soft whimpers slipping past his lips. his tail, wagging sluggishly at first, thudded against the sheets in rhythm with his movements.

"you're doing so well," you whispered, voice laced with both encouragement and desire as your fingers threaded through his messy hair, scratching behind one of his drooped puppy ears.

his breathing hitched at your praise, his golden eyes hazy as he buried himself deeper. "a-am i really?" he panted, his voice breaking. "am i being a good boy?"

the question was soft, almost timid, but the raw need in his tone sent a shiver down your spine. you cupped his flushed cheek, forcing him to look at you, his pupils blown wide with lust.

"yes, sion," you murmured, your voice soothing and warm. "you're being such a good boy. you're doing so well for me."

the praise seemed to ignite something in him. his thrusts grew rougher, needier, as he chased both your pleasure and his own, desperate to keep hearing those words tumble from your lips.

"please... don't stop saying it," he begged breathlessly, his tongue lolling out slightly as his body pressed you further into the mattress. "i want to be so good for you. only for you."

sion’s tail wagged faster, brushing against your legs with every thrust. his nails, faintly clawed, kneaded at your hips like an overexcited pup desperate for affection. his ears twitched at the sound of your praise, perking up fully despite his face being buried against your neck. he let out a high-pitched whine, almost a bark, when your hands slid down to stroke his back, stopping at the base of his tail, your touch sending shivers through his overheated body.

“you're doing so good, sion," you whispered again, your tone soft yet intoxicating to him. he practically melted under your touch, his hips stuttering for a moment as his wagging tail thudded hard against the sheets.

his breath was ragged, and he nuzzled into you, licking at the curve of your shoulder like it was instinct. "i'll keep going," he panted, his tongue warm and desperate as it flicked over your skin. "want to be the best for you. only yours."

"you're mine," you reassured him, threading your fingers through his messy hair again and gently scratching behind his ears. his whole body shuddered at the contact, and he let out a pleased, puppy-like whimper.

"yes, yours," he whimpered, his hips snapping into a faster rhythm, his focus entirely on you. he tilted his head slightly, trying to get more of your touch, his ears twitching as if begging for more scratches.

his golden eyes flicked up at you once again, wide and pleading.

"do i feel good for you?" he asked, voice breaking into another high-pitched whine. his tail wagged insistently as if hoping for immediate approval.

"you feel incredible, sion," you replied, cupping his cheek and kissing him softly. "you're my perfect, good boy."

the words sent him spiraling. he buried his face in your neck, biting down gently as a deep, rumbling growl vibrated through his chest- a sound caught between primal instinct and pure affection. his hips bucked harder, faster, as if he couldn't bear the thought of holding back even a fraction of what he could give you.

"only you," he whimpered into your skin, his voice cracking. "only ever you."

and as his tail wagged feverishly, his ears drooping when you held him closer, there was no mistaking it- sion wasn't just lost in his heat. he was lost in you.

[shimmeringshel1]

I have to do my homework but I'll just go to bed first

no biggie I'll just sleep on it

I'll definitely do it in the morning for sure

I think my chain of events is totally secure, this will play out perfectly

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

The real reason martrip broke up is because Trip laughed at a stray dog one time and Marcia never got over how big of a red flag that was and dumped him

[undercover-horn-blog]

You cough or sneeze, unable to suppress it. A friend (or crush!) turns to you and goes: "Oh. Right. You have that cold."

That's it, that's the post.

[sunfloweraro]

Stormy Nights

Wind and Bunny both hate storms. Tonight, Wind’s overprotective older brother instincts (mostly) win out.

Tagging: @thatonecrazysidekick @tiredgaytheatrekid <3

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Once he had shucked his sopping wet day clothes, strung them out to dry, and thrown on his comfortable pyjamas, Wind settled by the fire, inching a little closer when lightning lit up the room. Maybe, if he pushed himself close enough, the crackle and warmth and light of the fire would banish the storm from where it crawled over his shoulders and pierced his memories.

Another boom. Wind flinched, squeezing his eyes shut against the painful memories pressing up against the backs of his eyelids. Tried to focus on the warmth and the crackle of the fire washing over him and not the hard wooden floorboards of the ship swaying beneath him and—

A small sound. Wind looked up, curious. At some point, Twilight had dropped Bunny off beside him to dry and settle. Alone, Bunny shook like a leaf in a gale. He had curled up into a tight, likely painful ball, his face pressed down into his front paws and his eyes squeezed shut, just as Wind’s had been seconds ago. Another soft sound—a cry from Bunny, weak and whimpering.

Wind gasped, understanding washing over him.

“Hey,” Wind said, just loud enough to be heard over the storm. “Everything alright, Bunny?”

Bunny’s head whipped up. He stared at Wind with wide violet eyes, glistening with unshed tears, and Wind’s heart twisted. He had never seen an animal cry before.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay.” He shifted closer, but didn’t yet touch Bunny. He had seen the bandages on Warriors’ hand, had seen the nasty wound left behind by Bunny’s teeth. “Are you scared of the storm, little guy?”

Another boom of thunder that Wind barely noticed under his heavy concern for the rabbit. Bunny, however, let out a cry, scurrying closer to Wind and burying his face in Wind’s leg, hiding away.

“Aw, that’s okay,” Wind murmured. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Do you mind if I…” Carefully, he set a hand over Bunny’s shaking back. When Bunny leaned into his touch, he swept the rabbit up into his arms, cradling him close and pressing Bunny’s little face into his shoulder. “There you go. I’ve got you. I’ll keep you safe.” Under his comfort, Bunny’s shakes began to settle quickly, and Wind understood Hyrule and Twilight’s infatuation with their newest member—Bunny was so soft and perfect to cuddle, and if his older brother protectiveness was running this high after mere minutes of interacting with the rabbit, then he could only imagine how whipped the other two were. And as Bunny heaved a sigh and relaxed completely into him, Wind knew he could die for this sweet little rabbit.

Lost in soothing Bunny as he was, Wind wasn’t prepared for another booming crack of thunder. He jumped with a soft eep!, head whipping around, wide eyes fixated on the outside world. With no doors in the stable, he could see the pounding rain, the world lit up by strikes of lightning. Fear turned in his chest. His breaths quickened.

Bunny let out a whine.

Immediately, Wind loosened his hold on the poor rabbit. “Sorry, sorry. Guess the storm startled me. Are you alright? That was a big one.”

Bunny was watching him thoughtfully, calm as ever under Wind’s comfort. He had been told Bunny was a little more intelligent that most beasts, but Wind hadn’t expected for the rabbit to be staring at him with genuine concern in his eyes.

That wasn’t any normal animal. Not even Wolfie seemed to understand to this degree, though Wind had his suspicions about the wolf.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” Wind said, rather than the millions of questions in the back of his mind. “I’ll keep you safe tonight, okay? I promise. You can always come to me if this happens again—there’s no shame in asking for help.”

Bunny nodded slowly, another pebble on the ever-growing pile of Wind’s questions. But for tonight, with the raging storm outside, he would leave it be. He had a new friend to keep safe.

And if he comforted himself in the process, well then, no one else needed to know.

[stormyoceans]

THESE TWO STILLS FROM THE FIRST EPISODE ARE INSANE

[itspileofgoodthings]

ALSO I am learning how to teach very introverted students, something my natural skillset as a teacher does not help me with.

[rileys-battlecats]

was trying to figure out why I feel so Wrong rn and I think it's because I didn't follow my usual daily routine like At All and now my brain is freaking out. woke up at a vastly different time, had entirely different tasks throughout the day, took a nap at a weird time (to make up for the fact I had about 3 hours of sleep last night), zero human contact for the past 15 hours, and ate different food from usual (various leftovers from social events/thanksgiving, instead of cooking for myself like normal). and before I really realized that these were all things that were Bad For My Brain I was just wandering around my house like "why do I feel like garbage?? I've literally been outside so much today my brain should be happy"

ANYWAY here's to me not remembering I have issues with unstructured living because my days have been so similar for the past 4ish years that I straight up Forgot that things being too different too fast makes me crazy ✌️

[enjoyerofstories]

wth is with this autumn weather?

[icewindandboringhorror]

sneepy cozy time....