#but not enough time

[jthmaaucomic]

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[cadetral]

this could be one of the craziest sentences ive ever read in my life

[springs-hurts]

Just finished Elantris and whoever told me it's Sanderson's worst novel, come out from whatever hole y'all are hiding, bish it was so good!!! Loved the plot, loved the characters, writing wasn't bad, what tf y'all didn't like bout it?

My only gripe with it was Hrathen falling in love with Sarane, there wasn't any need, some might've liked it, not for me.

[chookypig]

Edit: this uses my old signature

Alastor gives Charlie some advice on public speaking

(Based on dialogue from the Don't Hug Me I'm Scared TV series)

This was supposed to be a quick doodle but I ended up spending way too much of my time on this

P.S. 180 NOTES ON MY LAST POST (MY STUPID DOODLE)?????? THANK YOU????

[fieldofdaisiies]

someone tell my mutuals TO STOP WRITING SO MANY INCREDIBLE STORIES.

….how should I ever catch up with reading all of them ☹️

[rinhaler]

I’m so stressed out for no reason I feel so overwhelmed?? I have so much to do?? But not really????? But yes I do?? Omg 😩

[httyd-art-requests]

He's doing very important research

( @caps-clever-girl thank you for the hilarious tags, I giggled out loud when I saw them)

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[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

[nariarts]

Spent a ridiculous amount of time last night obsessively editing my hand written zines in Photoshop to take away any tiny blemishes so they were definitely readable.

Whatever. Understand or don't.

[fakejtwelve]

JT Ramble :

I promise I'm drawing stuff, just got a lot of other stuff to deal with right now 💜

[narwhalsarefalling]

my (cis) brother is using my old license to buy wine and it has the gender marker F on there. so whenever he gets asked he just says “oh i’m trans”. its literally worked every single time.

[smoosie]

(Which arm, Viktor, huh ? Which one ??)

They were not a couple so, Jayce (who had a very bad day and just wanted to hug it out) proceeded to freak out, backed out of the lab and never mentioned it again but, Astral Viktor, that mf ? He'd be delighted to remind Jayce of that moment in time, of that missed call and watch him die from embarrassment and resentment over himself

(I'm glad they've never beaten the gay allegations and never will)

[stemmmm]

more people gotta try this shit where bill has not improved and will not change but he's just chilling so its fine probably. its great

[qvert]

Refuge at the Firelight Hideout

[fjordstan]

imagine fourth wheeling a tricycle

[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.