#that and because august is winter for me

[messiergalaxy31]

My piece for @hotguycalendar The Views of Hermitcraft! I drew The Astral Library, Season Nine's Nether Hub for the month of August. I've always wanted to draw it, so this was the perfect opportunity! This was a lovely experience.

The calendar is already out, so go check it out here.

#hermitcraft #tangotek #art #girl who joined ANOTHER zine #i was gonna go for more warmer colours with this one but i couldnt get them right so i just went with a colder palette #that and because august is winter for me #hc s9 the astral library #is that a tag? eh #hermitcraft s9 #hc s9 nether hub #hermitcraft fanart #tangotek fanart #myct #messiersart

[friedmae]

They're exchanging braincells

#oc: august #oc: nicolas #sfm funsies #tf2 #tf2 medic #medicest #I'm fucking freezing and I love it #I mean I would rather risk hypothermia any day rather than battle 62 degrees celcius 3-4 months a year lmao #ah what a treat #aaa and I love this sweater so much. it's so cute + the styles all are so pretty and fit the style of the game so well #I had a bunch of ideas for winter/cold themed posters but I also thought they were similar to one another. mostly cuddles and shit #but then again... it's a theme lmao. can't go wrong with it can I? #some day I will organize tags and stuff. not now but some day for now I just enjoy the queue/program feature #and not tagging as wip anymore because I will start sharing quick thingies I make in SFM for fun that maybe won't be continued/worked on #and I have faith nobody will repost my posters since they're OCs.... hopefully #why is SFM works reposting so normalized is beyond me. it is art after all you fucks

[wolfiemcwolferson]

in more logan gets too personal on the internet

#summer (especially August) is always a dark time for me and I know that doesn't make sense because SUN #but I feel like I come back to myself in the fall and winter and it is 100% weather related #but it's been particularly bad this summer as it's the fourth summer in a row I've been in an incredibly sunshiney state with no break #(minus the seven total days I spent in the PNW in June which I think saved me I won't lie to you) #but I knew the end was in sight #I knew our move was coming this fall and it just made everything more acute #anyway #I also had a med adjustment this spring for chronic illness things and apparently it fucked with my anti depressant which didn't help #I had another adjustment and things are fine and I'm feeling better and a couple of you reached out to me to check on me #I cannot express to you how warm it makes me feel that I have made so many friends here #I love you all

[itslookingback]

two vaguely related things

#1. #it has gotten to that time in august where the panic about the new year ahead really starts to set in #i feel like i have done zero preparation and i'm going to break down in like the second week. #and this panic probably means i should do some sensible research and panic sensibly about it #instead of shutting down. which is generally what happens #2nd thing: #rosh hashanah has perfect timing this year #because you welcome in the new year #and then uni immediately starts the day after #i really like where in the year rosh hashanah falls #it makes a lot more sense to me to do a new years celebration at the vague start of an academic year / beginning of autumn #than in the middle of winter #because starting a year in the middle of winter means you have the whole 2nd half of winter to go #and that part's really depressing before the year actually kicks in #however for rosh hashanah #there's a lot more ''newness'' and preparation for the winter and also looking forward to change #it just makes so much more sense #anyway #those are the two vaguely related things

[gideonisms]

NOTHING better than going for a pleasant walk among the fall leaves!!! I can't wait this is my season!!!!! Love to see the evidence I have made it another year love to put on a comfortably worn jacket love to celebrate the days getting darker because it means I have an excuse to sit around and drink warm beverages with people I love!!

#i simply think the time just before an ending is the best time to fully enjoy everything you've done during the year #spring is like. good god i have so much work ahead of me #fall is the downhill slope! time to focus on sitting in libraries writing papers in between bouts of fic & trips for coffee #because we usually have really mild winters here it's basically a habitable zone from september to december #brief pause to be cold in january & february #habitable march & april #may through august hell zone hell zone hell zone you will sweat and learn to cope

[august-anon]

kjdfhdkjfh i have not updated my masterpost in almost 2 years and that makes me wanna update it even less

#tumblr is such a Functional Website that every time i've done it i've had to do it from scratch #because otherwise the links all glitch and mix up for NO REASON!!!! #so apparently me putting it off due to that annoyance has turned into 2 years of procrastination lol #maybe....... this is one that waits for my winter holiday from work lol #august rambles

[lukas-crowsong]

i've been thinking about the soul riders in lukas' campervan (i remembered what they're called lmao) like i briefly talked about a little while ago. i was going to draw it but i'm currently stuck in a super fun art block /s, so i wrote about the roadtrip image in my head instead :)

i love including maya as part of the friendship group shenanigans so she's here as well (probably will be in most of my sso writing of the soul riders) :>

i hope you enjoy if you read!

Lukas honked his van's horn. "Ride is here, folks! Homeward bound."

The effect was instant. Alex sprinted for the van, but Lisa shoved her and yanked open the back door, tumbling in. She blocked Alex's way with a foot, kicking threateningly. Linda shooed them out of the way and climbed in after Lisa. Alex tried to squeeze into the third seat but Lisa beat her to it, claiming the entire seat with her guitar case.

Pouting, Alex sulked all the way to the end of the van and opened the doors there. Letting her girlfriend in first, she bowed for Maya, who curtsied graciously in response before tripping on the lip of the van.

"Hurry up, lovebirds," Anne jibed from her place next to Lukas in the passenger seat, having strolled over while the others scuffled. Alex stuck her tongue out at her as Maya rebalanced, but she'd already turned back around. 

Everyone strapped in, Lukas started the van forward onto the road.

Immediately, Anne was reaching for dials to blast cold air. Wracked by shivers, Lisa tried to block airflow with her guitar case until Linda shrugged off her cardigan and offered it. Maneuvering around her seatbelt, Alex was tugging her hoodie over her head, shirt underneath hiking up. Maya yelped when she got elbowed, losing her drink out an open window. Lukas fought the urge to release the steering wheel and let them fend for themselves.

Hours later, darkness blanketing Jorvik save for the van's headlights and twinkling stars, things had settled. Songs played softly over the radio; an hour ago they were being raucously recited at full volume. 

Tucked away in the back, Maya and Alex were hunched together over a phone, soft blue light pulsating across their faces. Linda was reading while Lisa slept on her shoulder, draped in her knitted cardigan. Lukas glanced over at Anne. She stared at the road ahead (or maybe into middle distance, lost in thought), green eyes half-lidded.

"You can sleep, if you like. I don't need a backseat driver," Lukas said lightly, eyes on the road again.

Anne turned her head to face them. "I'm in a front seat." She said, but her eyes fluttered closed.

It was almost dawn when they reached Valedale. Elizabeth was there in her nightgown and a shawl when Lukas pulled onto her drive. She greeted a zombie-like Alex with a kiss on both cheeks, then accepted Lisa's hug and Maya's shy handshake. 

Anne stirred when the engine powered down. She rubbed her eyes. "Did I fall asleep?" She asked, voice soft from lack of use.

"We're here," Lukas said, climbing out to gather his bags from overhead storage. 

Following suit, Anne stumbled out of the van. Elizabeth rubbed her arms and smiled, then took a duffle bag from her.

"Come, let's get you inside and into bed."

In the entryway, Lukas toed off their shoes, then stretched and yawned. Elizabeth laid a hand on his shoulder. "Difficult drive?"

Lukas shook their head. "No, just long. And the druids of Northern Jorvik have worked us ragged over the past week. For as much as we learned, we were all eager to come home." A beat passed. "The others could sleep during the drive over, but..."

Elizabeth hummed sagely. "A rest is well deserved. You feel better prepared now, I hope?"

Yawning again, Lukas nodded. "Garnok won't stand a chance," he murmured.

Elizabeth patted their cheek. "Go to bed. Jorvik will be here for you in the morning."

Sighing deeply, Lukas traipsed deeper into the house.

#ssoblr #star stable #star stable online #sso #sso fanfic #soul riders #sso fanfiction #my writing #lukas crowsong #sso oc #this is nowhere near as long as the last fic i posted #more than 4k less words actually 🙈 #kept this focused on the characters rather than describing much setting because knowing me atm i would've made it wintry #i don't know why my brain is so focused on winter when it's august... #lisa peterson's guitar #lisa peterson #linda chanda #anne von blyssen #alex cloudmill #maya dew #mayalex #alex x maya #alex cloudmill x maya dew

[macaronitoutgarni]

After several months of being colleagues, hanging out outside of work with other colleagues, waiting for eachother to walk home while smoking after work, having him come at my birthday, my partner's, a small gathering at my apartment, having my cat smell his feet, I came to the conclusion that I have made a friend that actually appreciates me and wants to hang out???

I'm extremely terrible at understanding that people perceive me and usually assume I'm on a acquaintance but today I was like omg I'm my friend's FRIEND?????

#in late august I felt sad that the work season would end and that I'd miss my colleagues #but I've had out of work contact with a couple of them and some will join my RPG so I'm not scared to be lonely like I was this winter #even if I don't have much school friends #the one that the post is about is a bit special because there's a crush aspect to it that made me more aware of different emotions etc #but there are others too #I would be lying if I said I didn't had a crush anymore but it's a lot more manageable so I know I can move on at some point #I have some friendships that started like that so I can't see why I couldn't do it again #vent post #personnal

[compulsiveobsessing]

i love summer. I love everything about it and every summer I have to deal with people shitting on it and wishing for colder months but summer is when I'm at my happiest :') the transition to fall always brings me derealization for some reason, and i hate being stuck inside. warm clothes that aren't hoodies are a sensory nightmare, snow gives me migraines, and the lack of greenery makes me so fucking depressed

#Anyway. Please don't comment on this and tell me how you hate summer because it's hot. I know #My roommate put up fall decorations yesterday and it's AUGUST!!! it's fucking August and I don't want to see Halloween decor please #I feel SO bad during the colder months and anyone I talk to about it is just like 'oh :( well I love fall I love winter' #'summer sucks because of *list of reasons*' #I would LOVE to bitch about winter to you all the time but I don't!!!! Because it makes you happy!!!! Can you let me #Have until September. Can you let me have until the fall equinox PLEASE

[uglypastels]

I will absolutely tag you! Thank you for being interested in reading it with literally no idea what it's about 😂😂

I'm awful because I DO plan it, I plan to death but never stick to it 🤣 I literally just read my plan and was like "well that's nothing like what I've written" and my plan is much cuter so I'm going to rework it and keep what I've written for something else!

This is definitely a fluffy piece I've got planned. A three parter based on the reader and Eddie's birthdays, with soft Eddie and crushes and just all around sweetness 🥰

Aaaah that sounds amazing!!!!! I love everything fluffy!! So yes please tag me!

And yeah, plans are handy, but you don't have to he dependent on them too much. It's more of a lifeline, or a guide, more than the rulebook of your fic :) and its definitely good to keep everything archived somewhere, even if you don't like where you're going with it in the moment, because you never know when you might like to get back to it or do something else with it. Just coz it doesn't work now, doesn't mean it won't ever again 💫

#look at me spitting unnecessary help #lol #also #when do you think his birthday is? #because i kinda see him as a summer child #like july or august #but at the same time he gives me total winter as well #although that might be me projecting myself onto him since im a sag lmao #uglypastels answers #sweetpeapod

[steevejr]

not to be like summer fandom is oppressed but it’s so bizarre how outspoken people are about hating summer so bad like my whole life I’d have to lie and say spring was my fave season because any time I’d mention enjoying warm weather like 20 million missourians would yell ANYTHING BUT SUMMER SUMMER IS THE DEVILS SEASON SUMMER IS TOO HOT TOO HUMID I WANT SUMMER TO BE THANOSED FROM EXISTENCE FOREVER IF YOU LIKE SUMMER THERES SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU 🤮🤮🤮. idk if this is just a midwestern experience but Jesus Christ are the anti summer freaks loud and like for what. it’s a season. and with global warming it’s about to be the ONLY season so get used to it!!!

#dared mention to a pumpkin spice teen at work that I miss summer and fall makes me despressed and she started FAKE RETCHING?????? #a day in the life of steeve #sorry I’m just. So depressed. I die at the end of august and resurrect in April every year #every year I’m like a caveman like Grug thinks sun never come back. Sun gone forever #winter is ok because it’s cold. fall sucks ass because the warmth leeches away slowly. does anyone else hear me hello

[romeoandromeo]

.

#my car desperately needs an oil change #but i think I'll have to wait until next weeks check because ill be getting a little overtime #they put me back to 30hrs/wk so I'm being interviewed for a new job tomorrow because I'm tired of constant bullshit from my current one #but the new guy has some sort of emergency so he's not on the schedule next week so i get to have some overtime #not that they properly pay overtime lol everything over 40hrs is in cash #which btw does anyone know if i would have to prove this if i decided to go after them for it after i change jobs? #but yeah i have 39 hours this week but with phone bill and car payment i don't think i can squeeze in the oil change this check #which sucks because I'm WAY overdue i really need to do that #and charge my winter tires lol #but the only thing stopping me from doing the tires is i have a slow leak in one of my summer tires that will have to be plugged #if it's pluggable #aw dammit i have to buy windshield wipers too #i need to do this all in preparation for my Florida trip #I LITERALLY DON'T WANT TO GO 😭 #I'm not fucking flying this time i literally had the worst panic attack of my life last time because of tsa #and I'm also bringing one of my dogs and i don't want him to suffer a plane #this is horrible #i hope my new job if I get it will let me have my week off next month I'm going to mention it in the interview Tuesday #that my only conflict will be that week in August #I'm even going to give up my birthday thing because i really need this job #ugh dammit

[rocket-candy-heart]

And so it begins...the daily assault of insane sunshine that makes me wish I could crawl into a little hole and die

#sorry to harsh all you winter sad people...but all the extra light and sun makes me real fucking depressed #i will never shut up about summer sad because there is nothing else i can do about it and its my turn to bring down the party #april through august are the bad months! theyre the ones that make me feel like im living in hell #the sun steals away all my sleep and my energy and there is no escaping its terrible light

[cerealbishh]

"Hey, you're... Shred, right?"

"Hey. Oh! Yeah! Hi! Nice to meet you. Are you the, um, 'hot vet'?"

"No, we say that behind her back."

"Yeah."

"Oh, god! I'm so sorry! If that came off as disrespectful, I'll retract it and say you are in no way hot."

"Doctor Summers. I don't wanna embarrass you but I am a huge winter sports fan, and I saw you at the X Games in Whistler."

#animal control fox #animal control spoilers #animal control 01x01 #alvina august #dr. summers #god she's gorgeous #she was only in the episode for less than a minute but she sure managed to steal my heart #she seems so sweet but she has so much sway over the gang she could manipulate them into doing shit she wants them to do #pls why am i victoria going 'i- I'LL HELP' #i wonder who started calling her that #my guess is that it's either frank or victoria #can't wait to see more of her #hope that she's in more than 3 episodes! #they did a good job casting the prettiest person in the office who everyone's crushing on #she makes my heart race and she makes me blush #what can i say? i'm gay #also hope she's not a twist villain because if there is a 2nd season i want her to join the main cast #why did alvina say she had one scene with templeton???? i'm scared #it would be nice if her and shred were friends because they both like winter sports and he doesn't want to pursue her #collette summers

[corroded-hellfire]

I've got this image in my head of very pregnant!AYW reader sitting outside with her feet in a kiddie pool, letting the older boys splash around and keep her cool on a hot day. Maybe a cooler full of frozen treats at her side.

I have had this one in my ask box forever because I wanted to write something I’d be happy with and I think I’m there lol. I hope it makes you happy as well 😘

Words: 1.4k

[As You Wish masterlist]

Of course. The August that you’re seven months pregnant is the hottest summer Hawkins has had in over fifty years. Of course.

Eddie could see how the heat was getting to you. Sweat would dot your forehead just moments after you’d step outside. Your ankles had swollen to almost double the size. It hadn’t escaped anyone’s notice that you were a little more irritable than usual as well. But your husband wasn’t sure what he could do to comfort you. Usually, his way of comforting you included wrapping you up in his arms but the one time he’d attempted to do that you’d given him a death glare that blazed hotter than the weather. He’d learned his lesson after that: no touching when the temperature is above a hundred degrees. 

One early Saturday afternoon, you and Luke are eating lunch while Eddie and Ryan run a few errands. Luke had wanted to go too, but ever since you started your third trimester, Eddie didn’t like the idea of leaving you by yourself. 

It’s quiet between you and your ten-year-old son when the back door bangs open, making you jump and swivel around in your seat–which was no easy task. Perspiration runs down Eddie’s forehead, Ryan’s own golden brown hair plastered to his forehead from the moisture. Patches of Ryan’s gray shirt are black and clinging to his skin from the sweat. If Eddie’s black Iron Maiden shirt weren’t so dark, you know you’d see the same thing on him. Despite how hot and sweaty they both look, they both have smiles on their faces and Eddie looks quite proud of himself.

“I f’ought oo were goin’ to da store,” you say around a mouth full of pasta salad.

“We did,” Eddie said, breaths labored.

“And we set up a surprise for you!” Ryan adds, his beaming grin stretching from ear to ear. 

“And me?” Luke asks optimistically, craning his neck to look over at his father and brother.

“Actually, kind of,” Eddie says with a shrug. “Come on.” Your husband waves the both of you over towards the back door before remembering he should help you up out of the chair–even though you’re capable of doing it yourself. 

The boys both run ahead of you as Eddie stays back with your waddling pace. It feels like no sooner than your bare foot hits the grass of the yard than sweat begins to break out along your hairline. You swear you’ll never complain about the winter being too cold again. 

“It’s small,” you hear Luke say. 

Your eyes catch on the short inflatable kiddie pool set up in the middle of the backyard, two white and blue striped lawn chairs set up beside it, and a large red cooler between them. The garden hose is hanging inside the pool, the green tube writhing like a snake as the water whooshes in to fill the empty space. 

“Cause it’s a kiddie pool, duh,” Ryan replies to his brother. 

“I thought,” Eddie starts, reaching up to rub your shoulders before catching himself, not wanting to make your discomfort worse, “you could sit out here with your feet in the nice cold water. Might help your ankles, too. And you know these two monkeys are always splashing so you’re bound to get caught in the crossfire.”

“Hey,” Luke protests, but Ryan nudges him with his elbow because they both know that their father is right. 

“And…” Eddie takes your hand and gently leads you closer to the chairs, where he opens the cooler that’s nestled between them. Inside there are different flavors of ice pops, ice cream bars, and cold drinks, all enveloped in gallons of ice that have a pleasant chill wafting off them. 

Words become trapped in your throat. Your wonderful husband did all of this for you just because he knows how the heat has been making you feel lately. And after you’ve been a pain in the ass. This would’ve made you emotional even if the hormones didn’t beat you to the punch. 

“Eddie,” you say, all other speech cut off as your bottom lip begins to wobble.

“Uh oh,” Luke whispers.

“No, could be a good thing,” Ryan mumbles back quietly. He was slightly better at understanding the emotional aspect of hormones than his little brother. 

“This is so sweet,” you say, turning to cup your husband’s face in your hands. 

“You’ve been hard at work cooking that bun in the oven,” Eddie says with a shrug. “Oven needs some cooling down though, she’s getting overheated.”

“Ahem,” you hear from behind you. Ryan moves into your peripheral vision, and you turn your head to look at him, sliding your hands down to Eddie’s shoulders as you do. The eldest brother is clearly holding something behind his back, and you scrunch up your brow as you look at him.

“Whatcha got?” you ask.

Eddie huffs out a small chuckle and presses a kiss to your temple before saying, “Ryan found something at the store he says is on every ad for the beach.”

“You bought me sand? The ocean?” you tease the boy.

Ryan rolls his eyes, another reminder that he’s a preteen now. 

“No,” he says. From behind him, Ryan brandishes a floppy hat, and he is certainly right—a woman is wearing one of those in every ad for the beach.

“Ryan, I love it!” you exclaim with a giggle. The grass crunches beneath your feet as you waddle over the few steps to the boy. He holds the straw hat out to you, a bright grin on his face at your happiness. 

“You know,” you say as you accept the hat from him, “I’d bend down so you could put it on my head but then I wouldn’t be able to stand back up.”

“Like crowning a princess!” Luke adds as Ryan laughs.

“Well,” your husband says, coming up behind you, “it’s a good thing I’m taller than Ryan then, huh? Or we could’ve just made Luke help you back up.”

Eddie plucks the hat from your grasp, the straw scratching lightly against your fingertips as he pulls it away. He steps in front of you, and you keep your head level, only raising your eyes to watch Eddie’s pale, toned arms lift to place the floppy hat on top of your head gently. 

“Your Highness,” Eddie says, bowing his head. Your giggle makes Eddie grin as he gestures towards the lawn chairs. “Your throne awaits.”

Twenty minutes later it’s as if the summer heat were merely an annoying insect that you’re only somewhat aware of. Even though the chill water of the miniature pool only goes up to midcalf, sloshes of water have hit you all the way up to your neck. The cool beads of moisture feel like heaven as they meander down your red tank top, though. The denim shorts you’re wearing will weigh a ton later since the boys’ splashing has gotten them so wet, but Eddie’s such a pro at taking your clothes off that he could use a little challenge this time. 

Luke and Ryan manage to find games to play in the small pool—after Luke’s failed attempt at Marco Polo, anyway. Toy boats glide through the water, a few of them on the grass from flying overboard. The two boys shout but they’re outside and having fun, and it’s nice to hear. 

The sound of the back door slamming shut reaches you as you tilt your head back, protected from the sun by Ryan’s thoughtful gift and the sunglasses you grabbed when you got changed. Eyes closed, you listen to footsteps in the grass as Eddie walks your way from the house. They come to a stop and you sense as he crouches down next to you. Lazily, you loll your head to the side and crack your eyes open. 

“How’re my girls?” Eddie asks, placing his right hand over the soaked red shirt covering your baby bump.

“Mmm, good,” you hum. “She’s very happy you bought strawberry shortcake bars.”

“I’m glad she liked them,” Eddie says with a chuckle. “What about you, princess? How do you feel?”

You pretend to consider his question for a moment before speaking.

“Kiss me?” 

You pucker your lips and there’s no hesitation as your husband leans in and gently presses his own against yours.

“Perfect. Now I’m perfect.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #older!eddie #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fan fiction #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #dad!eddie #AYW #AYWS #request

[postmortemnivis]

spring was simon’s favourite season.

maybe because it meant rebirth, seeing the trees turn a vivid green again and the fields full of flowers and colours gave him hope. he loved to wake up and open his window in the early days of april, when the world was finally getting rid of the chilly morning breeze that always made him sick the first weeks of winter. every time he felt the air getting warmer, he couldn’t wait to change his heavy winter jacket into his windbreaker.

maybe it was because his birthday was in may, and despite not having celebrated it like he should’ve when he was a kid, he knew you would never forget to wake him up with a soft peck on the lips.

‘morning birthday boy.

if you asked him, he would tell you he liked spring better than summer because the weather was more enjoyable, not too hot yet not cold. spring’s light showers were his favourite noise to wake up to, after the one of the coffee maker he got you for christmas.

the real reason simon was so devoted to spring, almost as much as he was to you, were you. what did you expect from him?

he knew you probably couldn’t remember, but all those years back, you two met in early spring, after a particularly difficult winter.

simons life had been a deep, cold and dark winter for the past years. two, five, ten, who kept count anymore? his days would blend one into the other, seasons slowly turning into the next, he almost couldn’t tell the difference between august and february. seasonal depression was real, but somehow it lingered all around the year for him. that was before you.

you were the first shy sun ray that filtered through the clouds, quite literally. you, as fresh as the cold rain, and you heart, as warm as a late may afternoon, were all he needed to get out of his hibernation. you were what simon needed to wake up, the signal that spring and all beautiful things were on the way, that he needed to arise and get out of his hollow tree.

for the first time in years, simon’s eyes realized that spring was blooming everywhere around him, he was just too deep into his winter, blind, to notice; the flowers were blossoming, as beautiful as ever. he was grateful.

for you, for spring, for the sun finally caressing his face and skin and for your sweet kisses, each of them feeling like the first warm day after months of wind and snow.

“good morning, birthday boy.” you whispered as you kissed his lips.

simon squeezed his eyes shut before slowly opening them. he’d heard you get up, of course, the moment you started stirring in bed he was informed you were awake. you could try to keep the military out of the house, but the instincts followed him home, whether you liked it or not.

your bright smile was beaming at him, your hands on his bare broad chest as you sat on his hips, your thighs on either side of his waist.

“‘mornin’ beautiful.” he mumbled, resting a strong hand on your hip as he sat back, leaning against the headrest.

“breakfast’s in the kitchen,” you smiled, “i made coffee too.”

he hummed. “can smell it. i heard you too.”

you grinned.

“what’re grinning at?” he tiredly grinned back.

“want me to bring you breakfast in bed?” you said, “we can stay here in bed all day if you want to.”

he shook his head. “nah, love, i’m coming to the kitchen. i’ll be ready in a minute.”

you brought your lips to his again before getting off of him and caressing his cheek as you walked back to the kitchen, waiting for him.

his eyes followed your figure until you left the room, and he raised his gaze to the ceiling for a minute before shuffling his feet to the bathroom. he closed the door and stood in front of the sink, his hands on either side of the ceramic. his brown eyes, so dark they looked black, remained fixed on his reflection before he walked to the big window and opened the panes.

“simon?” you called. “baby, your coffee’s getting cold!”

his broad figure stood there, studying the nature outside. there was a small park in front of the flat, a little green heaven where mostly children went to play, he could hear from there the laughters and giggles. the trees, wild cherries and guelder rose followed the small street, their branches almost reaching the top floor where you lived.

“comin’ love.”

it was the middle of may, almost summer, and simon took a big breath of the fresh morning air before leaving the window open as he turned around and walked to the kitchen, right into his little piece of spring.

#simon riley #simons a loverboy at heart #postmortemnivis #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #spring is in the air #my baby #i love spring #springtime