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The Weather Channel knows me too well
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scar tissue by @inlovewithquestionablecharacters
rumors by @yawnlovescookies
lost and found by @zivistardust
↳ i gave it to her by @/zivistardust
in the way by @mehchuis
a little old for you by @thesewordsareallihavetogive
emergency contact by @imaginesofwonder
plenty of fish by @katchamb3rs
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night shift by @lilyswritings
coming around again by @lovebugism
nanny by @bitters-n-sweets
honesty is the best policy by @moondustfairies
prove you wrong by @cryonme
is this it by @lovableapocalypse
cologne and money by @relaxdiva
don''t worry by @abbots-go-bag
she's my wife by @petalsforjoy
call me by @butyoudidthis4what
these walls have eyes by @asxgard
the night shift by @betonlosingdogs
this fic by @belleeebelleee
let me take care of you by @voidsagent
↳ 10 things i hate about you by @/voidsagent
↳ tiny hands by @/voidsagent
a side of sweetness by @i-love-hozier
tuesday by @notyourlovemonkey
emergency contact by @kalila
busy bee by @mercvry-glow
cry into him by @richeeduvie
too sweet by @pencil-n-pen
↳ you've ruined my life by@/pencil-n-pen
distance by @s-writing-s
where the hell is my husband by @imaginesofwonder
↳ happily married by @/imaginesofwonder
married? by @yawnlovescookies
on me by @snoopysupe
kisses and made up by @targaryenluvs
“I asked ChatGPT” Well I asked Dennis Whitaker and he told me you’ve owed him a favor since 2016, so get to work on saving Robby from that sabbatical.
“jack has ptsd and never acts like this”
1.) we don’t know that, he could just be having a better year than robby. he’s probably lashed out in anger, pain, and fear, we’re just not privy to it.
2.) he kinda coerced samira into doing an incredibly risky procedure he himself had never done before, knowing that as a resident she had some leeway. then he jeopardizes her practice again this season by have her treat him off books. his risk assessment is off and he pulls other people into it, even when he obviously likes them. that’s not exactly selfless.
3.) we’re introduced to him crying on the roof in season one. in season two, he’s literally hiding a bullet wound like a fucking stray cat. he never sleeps and keeps a police scanner on. he’s not exactly coping amazingly. he’s just currently more internally destructive so people feel they can romanticize that more, opposed to robby who externalizes his pain more when we see him.
4.) jack is still this way after years of therapy/treatment. of course robby’s untreated mental illness he still denies having is manifesting differently. that’s the point of their relationship thematically. they serve to show both sides of the same coin. day and night. robby is the beginning. jack is the middle. the end doesn’t exist because mental illness and trauma is a lifelong battle. they just keep switching. handing off.
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ao3 is down AGAIN lets all kill ourselves
when you accidentally become important at work 😬👍
taylor and supriya wearing 'ICE OUT' pins at the film independent spirit awards
Parker Ellis you have made me question my sexuality 🤭
mmmm lavalamp
and WHO is THIS diva???
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I tell myself “no freakin on the normal blog” but it’s in my bloodstream. Both.
CRUMBS!? IT'S THE WHOLE FUCKING BAKERY, WTF
Platonic my ass this is the same picture
the whiplash going in from zootopia 1 to 2 is so crazy. like one day you’re an aloof sarcastic fox who doesn’t care about nothing or no one then BOOM. bunny best friend partner against crime who you’re obsessed with enters your life and now you cannot take your eyes off her, must lean into her when sitting in any chair no matter how bad it is for your posture, and god forbid you don’t touch her every five seconds it’s a fate worst than death!!!! speaking of death turns out you’d die for her without a moment’s thought, it’s HER death that you fear, HER safety that you stubbornly refuse to compromise, HER danger you can’t bear to see her in. turn the other cheek no matter what they all say about you, because you grew up biting your tongue and steeling your heart, but all those life lessons go out the window the second her name is sullied in the slightest. push, shove, kick, jump—summon inordinate amounts of strength when she needs saving—but be soft around her. lace your gaze, voice, and expression with care when checking in on her well-being. cherish everything she touches, treasure any gift she gives. frame that article of you two, let your apartment fall into squalor but god forbid the area displaying the carrot pen she gifted you endure even the slightest speck of dust. never leave the house without it either. that tie she gave you? always wear it. smirk when it flies in the wind, and you catch a glimpse of those poisonous night howlers that blossomed your life together. beg her to run away with you. follow her anyway when she refuses. next to her is the place you actually want to be anyway, piña koalas be damned. you’ve never felt like you belonged anywhere else. the space beside her, tucked in close and snug, is the only one that makes sense. fight and tussle for it but don’t tell her she’s your entire world and nothing will matter anymore if she isn’t there to fight the good fight with you. get separated from her because you didn’t know how to put that big big heart with her name on it into small little words. almost lose her because of it. claw your way back to her anyway. break out of a literal prison to get back to her, because it’s where you need to be. it’s where you have to be. dive towards an almost certain death to plunge anti-venom into her chest. realize she would die for you too. tell her how you feel. somewhat disguise the extent of it. hug her so tight you don’t really want to let go. adore her so deeply it makes all your friends somewhat uncomfortable and appalled at how oblivious you two are to the nature of it. save the world with her, painstakingly track down the shattered pen that scribbled the start of your connection, your now unbreakable bond. come full circle by giving her your orange pieced-back-together heart. let yourself slip words of confession you secretly want to say every day, because you don’t go a second without feeling them. without loving her.