#are those tags....?

[cowboymantis]

YIPPIEEE!!!

Also... The universe is scared of the snails and wanted me to avoid them at all costs it seems... First the shop email in my spam folder, then the parcel just gets put in a delivery drop off (no doorbell ringing ever tho??? German delivery people moment) and then it started raining while I was carrying them home in this ridiculously huge parcel lmaoo 😭😭

[bigskycastle]

the old cistern beneath the flood control system

[riviclouds]

it's giving princess celestia

[aznisure]

something something digital footprint

[wild-moss-art]

This is why I read the reddit comments

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[sabertoothwalrus]

[taffybuns]

REALITY IS AN ILLUSION THE UNIVERSE IS A HOLOGRAM BUY GOLD BYE

[salamispots]

finished this one recently (didn't realize I started this last february haha)

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[doccywhomst]

[pleucas]

joyride!

[lenin-it-to-win-it]

[aluminumneedles]

I'm knitting in the corner at a party

and guys my age stop by to tell me I remind them of their aunt, of their grandmother. This is a compliment and I take it as such. They confess to having tried crochet once, and I smile. They get back in line for the bathroom.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and a queer woman sits on the floor next to me, arranges her skirt, and smiles up at me. (I try not to blush.) She asks me all the questions on her mind about my craft and I answer them, hands still moving. We swap yarn sources. She doesn't stay, but she knows where to find me.

I'm knitting in the corner at a party and everyone knows where to find me when they need a minute, when socializing is too much and the music is too loud and they need to catch their breath. They pretend to be checking in on me, which is sweet, but I can see the relief in their eyes the moment they stop performing for a house full of people. They sit down and tell me things and all the while they never take their eyes off my hands.

The party has wound down and I'm still knitting and the hosts, two guys in their twenties, thank me for "helping to curate the vibe." I had no idea that's what I was doing. I leave the party having forgotten to drink anything and without that woman's number but with many rows added to my top-down raglan sweater. I call it a night, and a good one.

[catbyte404]

[vivitalks]

i need a compilation of zac oyama's PCs getting nasty. like i need "do you have a fucking warrant" and "loser says what" and "who do you know in this room right now" and "i know a story about a real creep who had a scroll" and "where is your bulb now" and every version of "i'm gonna do the work to love cody" all in one place. for science.