#unseasonably cold

[laundrybiscuits]

(grace coming out of the void tag)

He mixes Eddie a passable gin and tonic, adding a little squeeze of lime and a couple cucumber slices, while Jeff heads back out to the party. 

“So, you and Helen…?” Steve asks. He thinks he sounds totally normal. Casual, even.

Eddie laughs, then stops abruptly. “Oh, shit. You’re serious? I’m gay, dude.” 

“Oh.”

“I—huh. I really thought you knew.” Eddie looks thoughtful. He’s frowning a little. “Guess this puts a few things into context. Gonna be honest, I’m surprised you missed it. Hell, I’m surprised Robs didn’t spill the beans one way or another. Love her to death, but our girl’s not the greatest with keeping a lid on things.”

Steve feels a wash of heat in his face, and he’s not even really sure why. “I mean…it’s not like I didn’t guess you were, y’know, something. I thought—bisexual, maybe?” 

It’s not totally true, but it’s not totally false, either. Steve hadn’t gotten so far as putting any specific words around what he thought Eddie might be or what Eddie might like, he’d just wondered in a formless sort of way. 

“Nah,” says Eddie. “I mean, never say never, but. Historically, no.” 

Steve lets the word historically roll around in his jaw, in his back teeth. He feels okay about it, he decides. He knows it’s not—Steve had a serious long-term girlfriend less than a month ago. He’s just always been the jealous type, even when he knows it’s not right or fair. He’s working on it. 

Steve gets these stories in his head, is the problem. He gets to thinking like everything’s going to work out because it has to; like all the pain and bullshit will all make sense someday and be worth it. 

It’s kid stuff, thinking that way. Sometimes things just hurt, and there’s no point to it. Sometimes pain’s just pain, and Steve Harrington is single at Christmas again, dying slow in a one-horse town. 

“Hey, this G&T’s pretty good,” says Eddie. He grins all bright and boyish, looking nineteen again for a second. “Thanks, man.” He tips his glass towards Steve in a little salute, then saunters out of the kitchen.

———

Once, Steve had asked his mom: why didn’t you guys ever move out of Hawkins?

I don’t know, Steven, she’d said. Well, your dad’s job was here. We thought it was a nice safe town for you to grow up in. Don’t you like Hawkins? 

Steve had shrugged and said sure and that had been the end of it. He does like Hawkins. He likes seeing familiar faces around, though it seems like there’s fewer of those every year. He likes how safe it feels, because he’s made it that way. He’s bled for Hawkins. Feels like that’s some kind of bond he can’t break. Sometimes at night when he can’t sleep, he grabs his old nail bat and goes to stand out in the woods, breathing hard, waiting for something anything anything to come at him. 

Nothing ever has, not since 1986. It makes him feel a little crazy to remember that the time when he fought monsters and Russians was only about three years all told. It had felt like forever at the time. He really had thought that that was going to be his life, his real life. Everything else—school, work, girls—had felt like stuff he’d been doing in his downtime between the real stuff: hauling around ungrateful brats and beating the shit out of the forces of evil like something out of Saturday morning cartoons. 

But it’s been six years of downtime, and lately he’s been wondering if that’s just how life goes. Vivid and wild at the start, but then the colors fade. 

Last year, he’d gone to Christmas at Laura’s parents’ house. It had been a big house that looked almost exactly like the one he’d grown up in, with twinkling white lights outside; inside was a big tree by a crackling fireplace. There’d been an Irish Setter named Dooley who was pretty great. All the ornaments had matched. He’d had two glasses of white wine and went home by nine to have perfectly good sex with Laura and go to sleep at a reasonable hour. 

He’d woken up at two in the morning for no reason. He couldn’t grab his bat and go into the woods because Laura had been right there sleeping next to him, so he’d just stared up at the ceiling not thinking about anything as his heart beat faster and faster for a very long time. He’d known then that he had to break up with Laura, even though they’d only been going out for a couple months, but he kept putting it off because it just hadn’t seemed worth it to end things. There hadn’t seemed to be any point.

#fic: grace coming out of the void #this is increasingly unseasonal and idc #something I have discovered about myself is that when I am on a cold damp island I write about morose winter angst #and when I am on a sunny tropical island I write about sassy summer shenanigans #who could have predicted!! wow!! I need to leave this country. #anyway I also wrote the ending to this fic today so it'll be finished for sure at some point. #I think I have...maybe three more scenes until the end? depends how long I spin out Steve's Depression Hour. #just gotta post the scenes so I stop fussing at them

[thebramblewood]

All that fort living is taking a toll on August's hygiene, but who has time for showers when there's a whole farm to take care of? He makes do with brushing his teeth instead, and he's glad to have saved the time when he gets to spend the rest of the morning making friends with a cuddly bunny.

#ts4 #sims 4 #ts4 legacy #ts4 gameplay #simblr #legacy: g9 #story: guu #oh yeah it was an unseasonably cold morning #which is why the sweaters #august uchiyama #raveena uchiyama #rowan 'aukai

[imaginariumgeographica]

SHOW WAS GREAT also i wore my wrinkle shirt and i dont usually wear shirts cut like that anymore but i love that shirt also for absolutely no reason i brought along both my copies of wrinkle just for emotional support maybe? Idk normal things to take on a trip out of the city

#also we had a picnic by the river which was lovely. it was actually a nice day unlike when we saw much ado lmao #mid august unseasonal cold vs first day of october unseasonal warm fight

[sudoscience]

Had a little brain fart earlier: looked at my smart watch and saw that the temperature outside was 28°. I thought, "Hey, that's not bad! I thought it was supposed to be cold today."

It was 28°F (-2°C), not 28°C (82°F). I don't know why I thought it was set to Celsius...

#i usually keep it in fahrenheit because america #but sometimes i do set it to celsius. usually so i can tell my non-american friends the weather #and also because i would like to be better at understanding celsius #but if someone asks me what the temperature is they're more than likely expecting the answer in fahrenheit #i mean. i do have a bit of a feel for it. enough to know that 28°C is unseasonably warm for january #but it's not like i can do the conversion in my head #my level of fluency is basically: <10°C = cold and >30°C = hot #maybe i *should* keep it in celsius... #blog

[d3lux4ry]

Breaking:McDonald’s was never that good I’m not sorry

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#Roman rambles #it’s so trash #and unseasoned #and the chips are always either #soggy cold or not even fried #and the chicken nuggets taste like plastic #the only good thing about McDonald’s was the shit in McCafé #but I know how to make a chocolate frappe #and iced chocolate #aswell #maccas is nothing but unseasoned flavourless trash

[not-poignant]

I'm really shy about commenting.. but I wanted to tell you how much I look forward to every update of UtB, i drop everything to read when you update. And how nervous I was for Ef this chapter, waiting for Gary to see the destruction of his office. yet so relieved when Gary seemed to understand why Ef did it and so quickly switched to trying to calm *him*! Did he scent/ sense Ef's emotions or did everything just click at once? Anyway looking forward to the next v much ❤️‍🩹

Hi anon!

Honestly, Gary had no idea why Efnisien threw the tantrum and found it generally baffling. Especially after consecutive days of calm. That's why he said:

‘Why are you so angry with me?’ Dr Gary said.

As soon as he gets a clear answer from Efnisien: 'You keep leaving' - he finally understands and a lot of things come together very fast. But he needed Efnisien to communicate that to him first. But until that point, if anything, Efnisien has been verbally communicating that he wants to be left alone, even forgotten about.

Like, he understood Efnisien was distressed re: the mounting, but Gary didn't innately understand why the office was destroyed at all. And I think he's still putting it together, which is why he starts asking a lot of questions (about mounting, about why Efnisien is angry with him).

We're going to get a lot more information in the next chapter! They finally have a decent conversation, which is sorely, sorely needed.

#asks and answers #underline the black #efnisien ap wledig #dr gary konowalous #i am currently listening to dido #and it's unseasonally very cold and rainy #even though it's approaching summer #and i'm so glad i've finally been able to post this chapter

[tompettyscontroversiallyyounggf]

late but i finally got the last tomatoes and beans in. the weather here has just been so unpredictable. i've decided to consider this a test year and see what does best when planted earlier vs later and cut my losses rather than getting annoyed at them lol. i imagine that will be a solid attitude to take forward because i can't see the weather getting less unpredictable in the future given, well, everything.

#really unseasonably cold and then big heat spikes have just been baffling to my poor plants #first nothing could really get going and then when it did it would bolt the next week or get bitter etc just...blegh #i do not envy farmers trying to predict and adapt to all this #coiffure texts

[airborneranger63]

One of the best things about growing up is realizing how many foods taste good when they aren't cooked by someone who hates you

#i used to hate rice and beans #but now they are my friends #because they arent cold and unseasoned #and served on a plate of destain

[milkweedman]

Working on belt #2 today. I warped it yesterday and wove a good foot or so, but i had done such a terrible job warping that a few of the threads were totally taut while the others were sagging, and the weaving i had done was so wavy and terrible.... so this morning i redid the winding on, redid the tension, and pulled each warp thread out of the weft individually so i could get my weft back, and then started again. Glad i did, it's going a lot better this time. The warp still isnt tensioned perfectly, but given that im working with a very stretchy wool on a rigid heddle loom, i honestly don't think i'm gonna get a better warp.

I've left extra warp for tassels on both ends and i think ill do some of the beads after all. I was making a few more this morning, trying to carve them as thin as i could, but about half of them cracked. But i do have a handful of various sizes and i think they'll work nicely, especially given that the belt is quite simple and plain, so some huge beads and tassels will stand out and be a good feature.

#so happy with this yarn #very tired and sore today. also its unseasonably cold which is just making me want to curl up and not do anything #but sitting in bed very slowly weaving is about as close to curling up and doing nothing as you can get #weaving #handspun yarn #belt #neolithic fashion

[ghostwise]

merry chrysler 🎄🎅🏻🦌☃️❄️

I have some time off and I’ll be away from my desktop for a few days, so sketch requests are open! let me draw for you or for a friend... happy holidays <3

#i hope everyone's having a peaceful holiday and at least enjoying some time off if you don't celebrate #if you're somewhere that's unseasonably cold right now i'm sending you a hug stay safe <3

[dragoncarrion]

NEVERRRRR try to talk to me while I'm eating i will start snarling at you and if the food is bad i will bite your hands off

#shortext #I HATE THAT BITCH LET ME EAT GOD DAMN #happened at my great aunt's house and oh my goddddddddd i almost lost it #i had to concentrate so hard not to gag when eating that ice cold unseasoned spinach omelette and she kept talking to me #STOP THAT!!!!!

[ploridafanthers]

modern europe is already so climatically-unrelatable to me (floridian) but it is just impossible for me to conceive what they say life was like there during the little ice age

#imagine it always being cold #it's gonna be unseasonably chilly today (high: 78°F) #these mfs are adapting their architecture for insulation and storing food inside their house like #me: that is how you farm maggots

[whataboutfractions]

fun fact: jetters planet apparently has a temperate climate year-round!

#this checks out with how a later cold front is described as ''unseasonal''

[gardenofgods]

She left the windows open during the night, and now there’s snow all over inside the house.

#🔸 distorted renegade ➤ giratina. #🌸 status. #it's been unseasonably cold here #it's like. 60 in the house rn ghuoooo #not as bad as gira's house likely is rn. probably like fucking 20 degrees. but im dying. my hands are perpetually cold

[soffies]

My baby boy has grey whiskers! He always had white whiskers with three or four black ones but now he has some greys and no black. Is that because he's getting older? Or is it common for them to change colour? I've never noticed that before on any of my other cats

He's not that old, though!

#I'm talking about a cat just to be clear #hes nine but still baby #its unseasonably cold today so hes sleeping and purring on my lap #hes cuddly only when its cold outside

[wowbright]

So I guess if anyone needs cold and rainy you can come visit me.

#it feels weird living in this corner of the country when everywhere else it's so hot #and here it is unseasonably cold #coldest wettest spring on record #and still we might get smoke from forest fires cuz California still didn't get enough rain