#dreary weather

[carbombrenee]

December

#ontario #canon photography #original photography #aperture #canon eos r6 #maple leaves #my backyard #leaves #december #dreary weather #winter

[mike-jacque-c-the-world]

09/20/22 - Peggy’s Cove, NS - We’re getting used to being tourists in a land, which as of late, has been cool, rainy, gray and overall, just plain dreary. Still, we get to see unusual things and share our pics with you. One of the things you notice after spending some time in Nova Scotia is the plethora of abandoned old boats just laying around any old place. Here’s one located in the beautiful setting of Peggy’s Cove.

#peggy’s Cove #nova scotia #canada #abandoned #old boat #dreary weather

[underthemexicansun]

Foggy mornings.

#autumn #fall vibes #fall #foggy aesthetic #foggy #foggy morning #spooky #spoofyseason #spooktober #autumnal #grey weather #dreary #dark aesthetic #dark academia #nature #landscape #farm #farmcore #farmhouse #leaves

[crybaby-bkg]

As much as you love Bakugou, he can sometimes do or say little things that upset you more than he would think. Most of the times it’s not even meant to be directed to you, other times he’s upset within other factors, and you just so happen to be in the crossfire.

He says something to you before you guys are headed out to go to Denki’s pool party. It was snippy and a little rude, and it’s enough to make you huff and become silent for the remaining time in the house. He tries to ask you little questions on the car ride over to Denki’s, but you either one-word him, or just make a noise in acknowledgment. You let him hold your bare thigh, surprisingly, but he knows it’s only because you don’t feel like speaking to him to ask him to remove it.

But when you get there, you practically haul ass it to the pool, stopped abruptly by a big hand encircling your wrist. Bakugou pulls you back to where he sits on one of the beach chairs, looks at you from over his black tinted glasses with a frown,

“Oi, did you put on any sunscreen before we left?” He asks, eyes you up and down, tries not to ogle at the bathing suit you didn’t let him admire much before putting your bathing suit slip on in the house. You frown at him and answer quickly,

“Yea, ‘course I did.” But he can tell that you’re either lying or don’t remember by the way your brows furrowed and your eyes slightly wandered off in thought. He only huffs and tugs you a little harder until you’re forced to sit in front of him, legs splayed on either side of the chair as you place your hands down in between your bodies.

“No ya didn’t.” Bakugou grunts, before digging into your packed beach bag and pulls out the sunscreen. You don’t fight him on this either, just stick your arms out for him, move your hair when he lathers up your neck. He grabs your ankles in his hands and slathers your legs in the sunscreen, and as you watch him and his intense focus, you can’t help but love how gentle he is with you. How rough and powerful palms glide across your legs, how thick fingers knead the sunscreen into your thighs and the sole of your foot, even if you don’t need it there.

He tells you to turn around, and you do. You can hear him squirting more into his hands, looking around bashfully at how your friends all smile at the two of you, lovingly jealous at how he dotes over you. You have to bite back a smile when he finishes, and places a soft kiss on both of your shoulder blades, your nape, behind your ear.

When you stand, you go to tell him thank you, but he pulls you down once more. Warm palms encase your cheeks, and he’s slathering your face down in sunscreen next. He twists your cheeks this way and that, just to hear you grumble, which makes him chuckle under his breath. He brushes his thumbs across your brows, smooths his fingertips across your forehead, pats at your chin and the creases of your nose, before he calls that he’s finished.

He pecks at your lips once, twice, and you allow him, even kissing him back for one or two of the kisses. He pushes his glasses up into his hair, his shiny forehead that’s tinted white from the sunscreen damn near blinding you.

“Sorry I was being a dickhead to you. You didn’t deserve it.” Bakugou grumbles, blinks at you with those stupidly pretty eyes that show how sincere he is. You stare down at him for a while before you hum, leaning forward to capture his lips in one last kiss.

“Be mean to me again and I’ll bite your arm off.” You whisper against him with a smile, listening to his surprised laughter bubbling from out of him. He knocks his forehead against your own, grinning, and promises that he’ll bite off the other arm too, just to save you the trouble.

#little thing I was thinking about this morning #I want him to slather me in sunscreen so gently #I’m so in love w him #I think I’m gonna watch the new movie today too!!! #it’s raining and dreary outside so it’s the perfect weather for movies and snacks under my weighted blanket #okay bye I was supposed to get in the shower like twenty mins ago #but I got stuck writing this lol #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #bakugou treats! 🍬

[wickedwayofthings]

Got my first official tan of the year in yesterday. I swear the sun is one of the best healers I know

#and now the weather is back to being dreary over here… 🫠 #these early/false spring days are keeping me happy tho #gotta take it how you get it boos #me #babygirl #self #selfie #brat

[roseredbedhead]

#lud's daydreams #wintercore #winter #dark academia #dark acadamia aesthetic #academia #fog aesthetic #foggy aesthetic #dreary #cold aesthetic #cold weather #light academia

[cobblestone-ghost]

#dark cottagecore #dark cottagecore aesthetic #dark #moody #photography #dark photography #witchy #nature #nature photography #misty #cloudy #dreary #fog #foggy #rainy #rain #dark aesthetic #witch weather

[nanamimizz]

tags: fluff, comfort, allusions to kakashi’s backstory, fem reader - no warnings. @allright​ wrote this with u in my little mind...for ur joy and pleasure

synopsis: the thunder wakes kakashi up, good thing he has you there to bring him back to sleep.

A faint clap of thunder

Clouded Skies

Perhaps rain comes

If so, will you stay here with me?

 The gentle rumble of rain woke Kakashi up from the rare sleep he gets. A lazy dark eye turned to look out the small window of your apartment, high above the streets of Konoha. Sighing, he rose to get up from the bed, only to be stopped by the warm arm of the dormant body that lay next to him, Huffing a slight, quiet laugh he gazed fondly at the mess of hair that splayed out against the white of the pillow. It was you, with some stuffed bear from childhood you just can’t get rid of tucked away in your right arm and your left arm wrapped around his waist as you slept peacefully through the pitter-patter of the rain above him. 

He felt the involuntary wave of affection flow down his back, seeping into the scars that marred his skin and seeping down, down into his bones. Gently he reached over and tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear so he could gaze at your sleeping face undisturbed. He moved his hand, rough and calloused from years of training and fighting, and stroked the soft skin of the plush of your cheeks.

So soft.

Despite being significantly stronger than his smaller bunkmate as he liked to call you, Kakashi decided to return to where he was before, underneath the sheets and in your unrelenting arm. Now that he had returned to the position where he once was he felt the warmth seep back into his body, sighing sweetly as he admired the sleeping face next to him. He found himself, recounting the small details of their romance, how they met in the summer at a farmers market, and you buying large, sweet apples that you had offered to him after locking eyes. He didn’t need to think hard to remember what you had worn that day too, he recounted sweetly, a peachy sundress that landed at your knees and showed the soft skin of an unblemished, sloping neck. Or when you had met his ninja hounds for the first time, how you cooed and coddled all of them, especially Bull, the largest dog reduced to a panting tail-wagging puppy under your pets, and kisses to his short, dark snout.

So cute.

 Kakashi, brought out his musing when he felt a familiar small hand gripped at his dark shirt, tugging him closer. Looking down he smiled at the sight of you, with your bear pulled tightly into your chest and cheek now pressing against his shoulder. Nuzzling into the strong muscle of his bicep, he chuckled softly before raising his arm and wrapping it around your sleeping form. You let out a soft sigh and now nestled your head on his chest, smiling contentedly. He let his hand continue to make its way down the soft fuzz of your pajamas, simply losing himself in the comfort of the action.

So mine.

"Kakashi? Why are you awake?" he heard your sleepy voice ask. He hummed and scratched your scalp.

"Did I wake you up?" Huffing, you got up, wiping your eyes with the backs of your hands.

 "You're deflecting. What woke you up?" you looked up at him, resting against your headboard with your fluffy pillows next to his head. He smiled down at you, the way his eyes crinkled telling you right away as he gently took in your features, sweetened from sleep and drowsiness. He turned to the window and eyed the heavy rain.

"The thunder woke me up." Was the simple answer from the silver-haired man. You pouted and rose up to meet him, nuzzling underneath his jaw, soft hair tickling his skin. He laughs quietly at your affection, it’s what endeared him the most to you - how sweetly you present the adoration in your heart to him as if serving him his favorite food on a plate. 

How could he not indulge?

“Hey, hey you’re worse than Bull when I summon him when you’re here.” Kakshi teases, voice still rough from his short-lived sleep and he’s rewarded by your faint, sleepy laugh. His hand comes to your head, fingers cradling through the strands to meet your scalp, and begins to massage. It is Kakashi’s turn to laugh at how you instantly slump against, head scratches and massages have always been your number one weakness - he does well to exploit it.

“You’re such a cheat,” you mumble, eyes blinking away sleep as you try to stay up to talk to him.

“Hm? Now, why would you say such a thing - what could I possibly be cheating at?” He asks, voice light as he puts more pressure on the back of your head and laughs when you moan softly at the feeling.

“Cuz - I’m trying to make you feel better and you’re distracting me with head massages.” You pout, eyes now closed and cheek to his chest as he watches you, eyes crinkled in amusement to the point he wonders if you are the sole reason why he’ll get crow’s feet later in life.

“This is making me feel better - besides, is it really cheating if you know what it is I’m doing?”

“Ugh, quit trying to play games with me - you just admitted something is wrong by the way.” You point out and he shakes his head in bubbly amusement. Only you can make him so honest to the point he didn’t even notice himself.

“Guess spending your time with a shinobi is making you smarter after all, huh?” Kakashi teases, voice light to try to throw you off in some last-ditch effort to keep you off the trail. Your face is buried into his neck, and you press soft little kisses to the skin - it’s one of the rare nights where he wears a looser shirt than he usually does and you do your best to take advantage of it.

“Maybe hanging around a civilian like me has made you dumber.” You counter back, it makes him laugh a little hollowly at your jab.

“I just had a nightmare that night, in Kiri.” Is all he says and you know what he is speaking of - that night of horror that haunts him all too well and you find yourself knowing there isn’t much you can do to cure him of such an ailment. If you could, you would endure the horror to keep Kakashi from suffering such a dark turn of fate.

“You should have just told me,” You mutter, reaching up to play with his hair in turn knowing it was just as much his weakness as your own. He hums, leaning back down and letting his hand fall from your head to rest at the apex of your shoulders.

“It would have just worried you.” He says, letting one dark eye close shut at your gentle ministrations on his scalp similar to his. 

“I worry about you regardless - you’re kind of stupid in case you haven’t noticed.” You scoff that takes a tired laugh straight from his chest. Yes, he supposes he is a little stupid at times especially when it concerns you.

“Yeah, I guess I am.” He says, voice soft and lidded with distractions as he lets you maneuver him as you like. Where before he was on top, now you were and you pushed his face into your chest until his ear was pressed to where it is your heart rested and beats. In the past such a position made him break out into a fever-like flush and while Kakashi likes to pretend he is cool in the head, even after all this time he still isn’t immune to how you press him so close to the soft curves of your body like he was born for you.

“There is nothing I could do to change the past for you, no matter how much I wish I could. But sleep easy tonight, now I am here and my heart beats for you Kakashi. Let’s go back to bed.” You profess, claim, and speak so softly - it’s almost as if each word you speak was so lovingly crafted for his ears alone he only nods and lets you hold him tight against you. Kakashi on some level feels a bit bad for your childhood stuffed bear - it seems he has replaced it. He lets an arm come to wrap around your waist, just as yours was earlier in the night.

“Will you be here when I wake up? This isn’t some dream?” Kakashi asks into the softness of your body and you wonder if he can hear how your heart breaks at such a question. You do well to keep your voice steady, suffering is like his mother - it has been there at every milestone, holding his hand and waiting for him at home.

You hope to one day replace the suffering with your presence and give Kakashi the true happiness he deserves.

“Yes, I will be here - for as long as you want me to be.” You reassure, letting your hand scratch and rub different patterns into his hair to make him sleepy enough to shut his eyes.

“Sounds like a nice dream.” He confesses voice heavy with the sleep you brought to him using comfort and loving words. Even as the thunder claps and lightning forks through the sky, there you stay just like you said you would.

A faint clap of thunder,

Even if rain comes or not,

I will stay here,

Together with you.

#lamb.writes #kakashi x reader #kakashi fluff #naruto x reader #naruto fluff #inspired by the long dreary weather in california

[scopostims]

[ID: 4 GIFs showing footage of various trees and branches swaying in the rain and wind, and a 5th GIF of a puddle along a curb, rain rapidly falling on it. All the GIFs are muted in colour, feeling dreary. End ID]

rainy day, my video :•]

#mmmm decided not to alt text so it wouldn't get repetitive but #these are intentionally drab and yucky btw. i love drab and dreary rainy weather so much #stim #stimblr #stimmy #rain #tree #puddle #scopo gifs

[lunasilvis]

Hey it's me, losing my stuff over moss + mud + funghi

#personal #Morning hike #Dreary weather never killed anyone (but my phone's camera quality) so let's go #Came across reindeer moss on my hike + peat moss + so much pretty lichen on tree bark! #I'm super fulfilled #(Why is star moss (sterrenmos in my language) called swan's neck thyme moss in english? don't got time for ur tea + biscuits #I mean... that's clearly moss shaped like little green emerald colored stars) #Had a salmon bagel + cappuccino after ☕️ #nature #Schoorl forest

[bogus-nonsense]

#autumn #autumn weather #fall aesthetic #fall 2023 #autumn aesthetic #fall weather #dreary #foggy day #misty forest #nature #appalachia #appalachain mountains #naturecore #dark cottagecore #cottagecore #halloween #dark acamedia #goblincore #cryptidcore

[fereldanwench]

i finally slept for more than 5 hours this week and I'm even more tired than usual 😭😭😭

#i'm blaming the weather #it's been so dreary all week #time for a big cup of coffee #t: wench.txt

[zhenghuaz]

asking all the sylvari commanders of gw2 tumblr what they think of rain. do they sit under a leaf and wait for it to go away. do they dance in the rain even. do they slurp it up like a cactus. so many questions

#thought of this while looking outside. irish weather is so dreary #zheng hua personally doesn’t like to get wet in any form. imagine a purple sylvari in a pink raincoat being afraid of the rain. that’s him #gw2

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#there's something really beautiful about experiencing the weather patterns of a new place #where i live now. its not like where i grew up. not like the foothills of Appalachia but its more familiar than the Chihuahuan desert was #when i go home to ohio everythings so green. so green. unimaginably green and the towns are in the woods. the hills roll #and trees billow deciduous and packed so tightly the treeline is like a wall of plant matter. here there are trees but they are tall and #evergreen. patchy in places like shrubs in the desert. the grass grows green but also pale tan and dead. houses are routed in valleys #between mountains. they're made of wood and not stucco but they still look strange and the landscape is crumpled together tall. and there's #water. it rains. days can be dreary and gray with drizzle. i forgot what thats like. when a single low stratus cloud blocks out thewhole sk #and fog clings to the trees. my school bus used to drive by a lake where thr fog was so thick i didnt kno how the driver could see the road #but somehow i forgot how much joy suspended water vapor gives me living in a place where when it rains it pours so hard the streets flood #and the greedy ground drinks the landscape dry. but there are new things as well. here smoke rolls up over thr mountains and gets stuck in #the valleys so that the weather forcast reads: Smoke for days on end. im used to tornado warnings and heat warnings and dust storm warnings #but ive never expected Smoke as a type of weather. and im sure there's more to experience. ive only been here like 3 weeks. its not as gree #as home. the storms dont seem to get quite so violent. the woods are so full of bears that its an active threat. but its not the desert #and while ill miss the shapes of desert plants and little lizards. when i look up at the pine and spruce trees i feel like i can breathe a #little easier. well see how i feel once the long cold winter sets in haha #but i dunno. part of me still longs for a violent thunderstorm. one where u can feel the temperature drop and u csn feel it building all da #one that bends the trees and smells like ozone. it was never like that in thr southwest and im not sure that happens here #but maybe thats just a desire for chaos and violence as a product of my pathological internal control. i cant be spontaneous so let nature #bring the fear to me. some of my favorite memories are watching lightning strikes #so it goes i suppose #unrelated #listen. is it fucked up to have ohio nostalgia? maybe so. but in my defense i grew up in the pretty part of ohio lol

[comapill]

#mine #dreary as hell. soup weather

[whentherewerebicycles]

trying to resist the thing where you feel bad about X and then your brain is like hey why don’t you try feeling bad about Y and Z too while you’re down there in the pit

#I feel kind of bad about work lately and it keeps nagging at me so I know I need to carve out some time to longform journal about it #but I should not do it now because I’m already in a funk and I’ll just make myself feel worse #I also have a bad feeling that the bad feelings are actually @ myself and not about the environment #like I think I’m doing the thing again where I find the level you can coast at and get by #and then I just coast #because (mean brain enters the scene) I am fundamentally lazy and have no work ethic etc #I just think my whole life is like me operating at 60-70% and not really pushing myself to give closer to 90-100% #but agh ok not the day to open that up #it’s also rainy and I think I’m just like #experiencing the perfect storm of sick on vacation + pregnancy hormones + upheaval period at work + dreary winter weather + bad brain