Sometimes weather changes. This document of reality was made, when I waited for the rain to stop yesterday afternoon. Today it's raining on. Some meadows try to get green again...
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10am and on. Moving parts, in different ways. An utterly reactive mode of work, hanging in trivial task to fill idle time while waiting for the important things to drop in and eventually finish. The model has no better idea either (not that it ever had, so far). Also: Some sun, some clouds, a camouflaged sky, no new rain.
#outerworld #office hours #waiting for the rain #always in between
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if you didn't listen to welcome to night vale at fourteen you can never truly understand the damage hearing cecil gershwin palmer say "he grinned, and everything about him was perfect, and i fell in love instantly" about carlos in the VERY FIRST EPISODE can do to the human psyche
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Gojo Satoru running in a downpour just to give you an umbrella
💗 さとる
Note : u know like in the s2 ending. it's 4:30 am the birds are chirping n here i am... writing cheesy gojo fluff lol. ignore errors... i'm sleep deprived 😭✌️
"Satoru... did you run all this way... in the rain?"
He's panting and desperately trying to catch his breath, bearing a half-smile at you. His uniform is completely soaked through. His shoes are leaky and his socks are squelchy with rainwater. His hair is completely flat-wet. Water drips off the ends of strands.
You and him are under the highway bridge, it shields you from the torrential rain, which he just rain through all the way from Jujutsu High.
"Y-yeah... well... only because y–you texted me saying... that you didn't... have an umbrella. So." he huffs, a rivulet of water dripping off his pointy chin.
You squint at him in disbelief. It's so funny.
This boy. This poor teenage boy. With noodly arms and legs and a poor posture. Just ran all this way here. To give you an umbrella.
Just to give you a damn umbrella.
"You're nuts."
He makes a smile at that. "I'm flattered you think so highly of me, Y/n."
A long silence passes.
He sucks in a breath and makes a sideways look.
"Uh... sooo... do I get like... a cheek kiss for this, or something? Maybe? ... please? No? Yes? Or an appreciative "thank you, 'Toru you're my knight in shining armour!" maybe? How about a—"
"No." you tease.
"Aw dang, I'll just go fuck myself then. We're divorcing. And I'm taking custody of the umbrella." He jokes.
He bends his back and knees to lower himself to your height, so he can make sure you get your share of cover under the transparent umbrella. You give him a sudden cheek kiss once he's lowered himself enough to be reachable for your lips.
He malfunctions. His brain has to actively register what just happened to his body. And then once it realizes he's just received a cheek kiss, his whole face starts to glow. His whole body freezes up.
He blushes boyishly. Because of course he would, he's just been kissed by his 3-year crush best friend.
But then he reassumes his annoying Gojo Satoru persona within a minute.
"Awww... you must like me."
"Shut up. And stop crouching like that. You'll scare a child."
"My future wife is so mean to me...! 😩"
"I'm not your "future wife", Satoru."
He sticks his tongue out at you. But then his playful tone suddenly drops. He looks at you. And he earnestly says;
"I will make sure that you are. No matter what... I wanna be yours."
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