#more rain

[hersurvival]

We have been in a drought.

Detrimental dry season has led me to believe

I would perish, wither into dust,

Cracked lips, and parched.

The arid desert winds have been threatening

To knock me off my feet,

Ridiculing the way I stumble about,

Wheezing for just a drop, a taste -

Desperate with thirst, quickly losing haste.

Alarms were overlapping this morning

As you kissed my spine, floods forthcoming.

Your mouth to mine, offering

Some of your long-awaited torrent.

Immediately I could feel the humidity surround us,

Storm approaching.

I screamed at the sky, for God, as it rained.

Why have I been made to wait so long,

Excruciatingly dehydrated,

For such a sudden yet brief downpour?

Starting and stopping just as quickly,

Still enough to leave my bones water-logged

And my lips gasping.

#metaphors are fun #right? #send help #pray for rain #more rain #I want to drown next time #poets on tumblr #writing #poem #poetry #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled poem #spilled writing #original writing

[jt1674]

#samurai #more rain #dave lawson

[fishingwithrenorn]

~ Ling's first kiss

(Ling Yao x reader bc there's a severe lack of ‘em ) BEST w/song

...

You stood up from the dining hall and bowed to the advisory council before you, whether you liked it or not they were right. You had to take these matters very seriously, the lives of all your kingdom were now in your hands. You had to make-do with newfound duties and establish connections and allys to strengthen your country.

~

“Your majesty… I don’t think I need to repeat to you the utmost urgency we all have. By the minute our Soldiers are leaving widows and orphans to starve in the depths of our country, fending for their very lives from the masses that torment them. All due to your insolence.

“Yes your highness, with the loss of our King and Queen you are now the highest power, why haven’t you acted yet? Ohh your parents would be most disappointed.

“Indeed, why do you take so bloody long to strengthen our relationships? Have you no course of honor? Or perhaps you don’t care for the people at all. They’re simply a hollow void you use to fill your own selfish riches. Wouldn’t expect anything less from a princess.

Through everything though, you remained calm. As the new ruler, you had to prove yourself to your family’s advisory council. Not an issue.

“As now your Queen . I ask you all to be resilient and steadfast in the wake of this war, I have been in talks with the Prince of Xing, I know what I must do.”

“Why are you going through the middle man?? Talk to the Emperor himself directly!

“I suspect foul play, how dishonorable your majesty, the Prince of Xing is a fine man whom you have corrupted with your seduction.

“Which prince are we talking about? There are 24 unless you have been seeing them all?? Well as expected from the likes of you.

Their words pounded at you and echoed through, however, you had made moves in the dark they knew nothing of. The Emperor had been taken care of in private, leaving an empty throne, one that would be handed over to the immortal prince by your philosopher stone. Your private victory would lead to a public victory.

“Gentleman and ladies, I assure you no foul play is here. I have kept my honor intact in all my duties as your Princess, and now your Queen. The Emperor is very ill at the moment, let this not be forgotten. Now have your trust in me. This war will be over by nightfall.

~ They had all stared at you in disbelief and disgust. You relished in it as you now arose from the dining hall, bowing in respect for their ability to push you forward, and feed your drive. To prove all their foolish doubts wrong.

…

The rain flew down by the gallon from the stone sky as you stared out into the black water lake, eyes gazing over the small ducks that scattered it, unknowingly entering a void deprived of life.

"Your majesty."

A soft voice so faint, quieter than a pin dropping onto a soft shallow bed of plush toys. However a voice you could hear from a mile away.

"Ling."

You turned away from the lake to face him, the protection of the gazebo allowing the rain to no longer drench the Prince.

He sat across from you at the petite table, suitable for the routinely morning outing in the courtyard to be accompanied by white coated doves and their melodic tunes of melancholy. Leaving one dumbfounded in the midst of such elegance and yet desperation.

His hands folded onto his lap as you noted his new attire. His bright yellow embroidered jacket now replaced by a long dark yellow blazer with etches of royal prints a darker shade of his favorite tone. This was a more formal get-up, your eyes went from his bodice to his face where he observed you through rain-stained flushed cheeks. Wet bangs, tied back hair, the usual. Then set atop his head you noticed what was so apparent that you couldn't fathom how your oblivious mind could not have possibly registered it. There sat atop his head was a crown.

The crown of the Emperor.

You maintained your composure, however not as well as you had thought since the Prince's demeanor changed from silenced and intimidating. To carefree, and dare you say. Loving -?

His hands reached over to yours resting upon the metallic woven edge, you could not move. You were in awe.

Ling held your hands gently, never wavering watching your eyes widen at the thought of what this meant. The thunder roared loudly as if trying to drown your thoughts. However not even the loudest sound could suppress your excitement, disbelief, and amazement.

"I would like to thank you for everything you've done for my clan."

His words sincere and kind pierced your thoughts as you closed your mouth, feeling as it was agape. How unlike you.

"I'm serious you know."

You hung on his ever word.

"You've done a lot for me, because of you-

"Because of us." You interjected.

What was happening to you? You never interrupted another.

Ling smiled, as your heart melted, his hands tightening around your own.

"Because of us. The Promised Day, is now over."

You breathed deeply, a breath you did not know you were holding in., you shut your eyes and breathed slowly, trying to compose yourself before the Emperor of Xing.

"My Queen." Your eyes shot open as your eyes began to water, he had always called you my Princess, now. You were his Queen.

"yes..?" barely a whisper, "my King."

He leaned forward as you froze, unmoving, closing your eyes. As he closed his own. Feeling his breath on your lips as he ever so slowly, and gently kissed you.

It was just as you had imagined it would be, sweet, fast, and gentle. All in the perfect array, a moment that was as sweet as sunkissed glazed cherries basking underneath the summer sun, and as bitter as a truffle of melted caramel adorned sandy cement on the beachside. It was over so fast, yet it had lasted so long.

Your eyes fluttered open as you felt his hands let go, seeing his newfound posture, he sat with his face resting upon his hand as he gazed at you attentively, or dare you say- yes. Yes lovingly.

You smiled. Suddenly a burst of shock covered his face, you gasped automatically frowning, as he suddenly squeezed you into a hug, as he rubbed his check onto your own laughing.

How you loved his laugh. You couldn't help it, you had to join in.

"What so funny!" You shouted in glee as you squeezed him back feeling your cheeks grow hot at the overflow of touch you were receiving.

Through gasps for air from his laughter, he stopped moving as he simply held you resting his head upon your shoulder, drowned in your hair.

"It might sound sillyy, but you're actually my first kiss!"

You swallowed suddenly feeling unfit and overwhelmed to be such a paramount monument in his life. Ling Yao's very first kiss was no one other than you.

You squeezed him as you buried your face into his chest, "You honor me." You whispered.

"You honor me."

Suddenly he let go, you abruptly following suit saddened by the loss of contact, but it was only for a moment as his hands held your face as he smiled his nose barely touching your own.

"Anddd I want you to be my second! and third! and fourth! and fifth! and sixth! and seventh! and-"

You laughed gripping your stomach as he rambled on kissing your cheeks, your forehead, your nose, powdering your face all over in kisses.

Suddenly a loud crash of thunder roared overhead, the two of you froze afraid that a sound so great like that could rip the sky to shreds. The two of you rushed over the edge of the gazebo as the rain poured louder, and the thunder continued. Flashes of lightning danced in the sky, illuminating the preamble of the ever-approaching nightfall.

Ling walked away as you continued to stare out onto the bellowing sky above, attentive as if at a moment's notice it would crash and fall onto the world underneath. He leaned against one of the pillars that held the gazebo as he glanced over at you in an almost jokingly seductive manner. In a low hum he smiled. a faint whisper.

"I want you to be your first too."

You froze gripping your dress as your cheeks flushed a mad pink, straIning your eyes down onto a rouge duck that had wandered away, now hiding underneath some brush from the rain.

You turned to gaze at him as his crossed arms and relaxed demeanor made you aware he was most likely joking. You felt relieved and laughed nodding your head, deciding to go in on the joke not wanting to perturb happy-go-lucky Ling.

"Well sure! I don't see why not!" You closed your eyes heartily as you laughed some more in relief.

Suddenly you were pulled into his grasp as he held your hand against his chest tightly and wrapped his arm around your waist, he smiled down at you and laughed as he kissed the top of your head.

"Yay!! How about now??"

"WH-wHaT!!??"

#ling yao #ling yao x reader #ily=ilingyao #more rain #Youtube

[mostlyclimatechangeweatherlog]

#oh goody #more rain #storms #california #sorry yall #March #2023

[bylerdeeznuts]

its so funny to me that so many mitochondria scenes features mike looking constipated, this is why byler is canon, bc mike looks like hes coming home with will

#byler #like i saw someone call him a doodoo i smell fart face #during s3 milkman break up #and its FACTUAL #whereas s3 byler has rain #rain and #more rain #and my heart is breaking

[allwillbecomeclear]

#more rain #give me all the rainy days #it me #my picture #autumn #november

[fuck-yeah-5pm-sky]

#oh look #more rain #not even proper rain #just light showers #with a whole bunch of cold #clouds #sky #5pm sky

[bitsbug]

Hii slugsign fans. something's happening maybe

this is a WIP btw

#there are now 39 signs total. good lird! #A few more might be added too. I need to converse with the discord about it though #rain world #rainworld #slugsign #art #art of bitsbug

[mienar]

stillness in these waking hours

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#artists on tumblr #animated illustration #2d animation #backgrounds #digital art #animated gif #environment illustration #myillust #cozy #office #workspace #rain #gifs #this was inspired by how i've been having to stay up all night to get some stuff done and one day #i was just looking out the window and watched the sunrise through the grey rainy clouds c': #everything felt so quiet and still - it took a lot out of me to not animate more things in this one heh #i love how it turned out - the serene-ness and stillness of it all really captured the feeling i wanted to recreate :') #(also this isn't my irl workspace lol maybe the blinds and as usual this is just my character not me) #but i nonetheless hope you'll like this! <3 wishing you a lovely day or night ahead!

[capricoopla]

Watcher, sitter and observer

+ FP and NSH

#art #my art #artists on tumblr #doodle #fanart #rw #rain world #rw watcher #the watcher #rw nightcat #rain world slugcat #rw five pebbles #rw no significant harassment #fp #nsh #I need to draw backgrounds more often tbh #anyways so pumped for the dlc letsssss gooooooo

[carpsoup]

they have this argument every cycle

#rain world #my art #more of this because I'm still thinking about it

[kelocitta]

Anthro Au Survivor drafts feat. too much worldbuilding because I cant just put pants on a slugcat like a normal person & my godawful handwriting

The Survivor (Their full, scavenger-given name includes the 'The') was separated from their family while traveling between colonies and stranded in the dangerous unpopulated wilds. Against all odds they managed to survive (and wander) far longer than they should have been able, but rather than reconnecting with their (or another) slugcat family, they instead made contact with one of the many wandering scavenger troops- But unfortunately not one that had ever met a slugcat nor had any idea what to make of a stranded one. Regardless the group gave it their best, ended up committing to the role of slugparents, and The Survivor and their troop still consider themselves close family long after Survivor finally reconnected with their sibling. (They're a bit of a mess though, understandably)

#rain world #rw anthro #subject to change and sorry if you actually try to make sense of this #but since arti is more anti-scav and survivor is a lil 'plain' i thought mixing scavengers in them would be a fun thing to explore #with the vanilla slugcats #unfortunately it means survivor was a very confused child who is a still confused adult #Also just cause of the way this is set up I think they have reconnected with Monk at this point #making this all so much harder on myself by not just going 'yea theyre in high school they ride bikes and drive cars' instead im being weir #and theyre turning more to rw if the creatures were sentient enough to do taxes #scribbles

[spotsupstuff]

day 15

Moon, I need you to develop arachnophobia or smth pronto and do *any*thing about your damn underhang. I can't handle it

#rw #rain world #rw art month #tw arachnophobia #rw looks to the moon #rw spearmaster #philosophy sessions au #my art #i've done more animatic work with moon than anyone else why the Shit she isn't even on my favorite list or anything #the spiders are actually the reason why pebbles took her water away. real facts here. he had enough n had to let her sail down

[barawrah]

beloved

#THEMMMMMMM #finally drawing them & colouring it #i always end up with fafa alone somehow #this actually started as xl alone for once and then fafa magically found his way into it idk how #but !!!!! them 🥺 #my wife and . guy i squish and he kills me #multiple times a day we do that #i adore these two with every fibre of my being i really need to draw them more #maybe its time to reread the novel its been ages #art tag #tgcf #xie lian #hua cheng #hualian #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #mxtx #mxtx novels #tgcf fanart #tgcf xie lian #tgcf hua cheng #mxtx tgcf #tgcf donghua #tgcf novel #hualian fanart #crimson rain sought flower #天官赐福 #天官赐福动画

[flickering-nightfall]

Playing with some ideas mostly regarding gender/reproduction in RW, and slugcat colonies.

Full transcript under the cut!

Creatures in Rain World are typically simultaneous hermaphrodites but require partners to reproduce, with either individual capable of being a genetic donor or carrier. Alongside what we are familiar with, this has lead to interesting reproductive strategies such as rotating donor/carrier roles, or dual/simultaneous genetic swaps.

Rotating donor/carrier roles - A K-selection reproductive strategy. One partner carries the first child, the other partner carries the next child, and so forth. Allows each partner to recover from the demands of childbearing.

Rain Deer aren't quite monogamous, but they tend to choose the same breeding partner whenever mating season rolls around. They serve as a donor one season, then bear and raise a child the next. Calves are raised away from the rain and worm grass, in places that have less food but more safety. Calf wool is softer, not yet gunked up by the dirty rainfall. Their legs are sturdier as children, allowing them to run for cover while the parent wards off threats.

Dual/simultaneous genetic swap - An r-selection reproductive strategy. Parents fulfill the donor and carrier role for each other. The more children you make, the more likely some are to survive!

Multiple batflies lay thousands of eggs in a single "blue fruit." Several eggs congeal and become nutrient paste for the surviving eggs (and for hungry slugcats). Like some plant seeds, batfly eggs that are consumed before pupating can survive passing through the digestive system. Ew.

Ancients also fell under this umbrella. Their genders (and the genders of iterators by extension, who have no sex anyways) could have been determined by a variety of other factors, such as societal role, donor/carrier preference, or simply different categorizations of personal expression.

It's difficult to say how well their common pronouns would translate to ours, but it seems they can translate to an extent, given what Moon and Pebbles use canonically.

Slugcats, like real slugs, can have children with a partner or self-fertilize. Unlike real slugs, they are often known to adopt.

In the case of self-fertilization: children who are born from one parent may display a large amount of genetic diversity despite the circumstances. Maybe slugcats have some sort of... genetic reservoir independent of their own genetic code?

Slugcats live 20-30 years on average... if they manage to reach adulthood. Their mortality rate is sadly rather high, especially in pups. If they were to develop as a civilization, it's likely their lifespan would increase dramatically.

Slugcats in a colony are more likely to have more children, and to successfully rear those children to adulthood, than those who wander alone or in small groups. The safety and stability of a colony cannot be understated.

Colonies either have a set, cycling migration path, or wander continuously. Survivor and Monk's tree home was a nesting site that their colony frequents about once a year. So it's likely that they'll see their family again!

...also, the strength of large colonies are why scavengers are likely to become the dominant species. In the time of Saint's era, continuous migration has become more of a risk, and it has become more difficult to support large populations. Slugcat populations have shrunk back to the more forgiving equatorial zones.

Saint's tongue is pretty unusual and probably unique to them, or to a small population that they hail from. Fur (of varying thickness) is much more common.

Meanwhile, scavengers are bulkier and covered in thicker insulating fur. They:

have seemingly massive populations

have a burgeoning society (the existence of merchants, tolls, bartering, elites and leaders)

are adept at communicating (non-verbally)

manipulate their environment

can build structures (scavenger-made structures were a scrapped idea from Saint's campaign)

can create complex weapons and tools

may have agriculture behind the scenes (unsure if scout parties prioritize exploration or hunting)

I would wager on scavengers developing more quickly than slugcats, but it would be nice if there was a future where both could co-exist.

#oops! impromptu rendering practice! #rotating donor/carrier roles could also be an r-selection strat #but i feel like it'd be more common as a k-selection strat #rain world #worldbuilding #headcanons #flickerdoodles #art #um #ask to tag? #that goes for all of my posts #rw spoilers #dp spoilers #saint spoilers #long post

[serafisolaris]

The devil has my ear today I'll never hear a word you say

#sephiroth #final fantasy vii #ffvii #ff7 #art #illustration #my art #there's more to this picture but i'll keep it this way. #wanted to post something softer #maybe somber #if it doesn't make sense that's fine with me #man i wish it would rain