#fuzzy feeling

[noirandchocolate]

Several weeks ago one of my coworkers called me over into her cubicle and gave me a very unexpected gift. Her mother passed away recently, and she'd been packing stuff up at her condo to give to relatives and sell, so the home could be sold. The mother was an avid knitter and crocheter, and when my coworker came upon her stash of equipment, she told me, she "immediately thought of me as someone who might get some use out of it."

So, I have inherited a varied collection of knitting needles and crochet hooks, cable needles, sewing needles, and, best of all, now-out-of-print pattern books, mostly for blankets, because that was what this lady loved to make most. Plus, I also have a bunch of gauge swatches she made, pinned to little bits of card covered in perfect schoolteacher handwriting setting out the patterns they were made to test.

And also...

My coworker brought another bag, full of yarn and...knitted blanket squares. Her mother's last started project, before she got too sick to continue. And she asked if there was anything I could do with it.

It turned out, there are twelve completed squares, and I quickly located the pattern book they are from amid those given to me. It's a book of 60 patterns, meant to be put together however the maker wishes into blankets of 20 squares. I figured out which of the numbered patterns were already made, and selected eight more that I thought might go well with them.

So now! I am working on completing! My coworker's mother's last knitting project!

And I really am feeling very good about doing it.

[daylist-blogging]

warm fuzzy feeling whimsical saturday morning

[beif0ngs]

Pokémon Concierge

A close-up look at some of the Pokémon in Pokémon Concierge

[muchymozzarella]

Listening to the podcast with Tumblr's CEO about how Tumblr is running on debt because he believes it's worth keeping up because of how unique and good it is as a blogging platform and honestly it warms the heart

And how Tumblr may have been purchased for 3 million but at one point cost 60 million a year to run and they decided it was worth slowly fixing and honestly it warms the heart

And thinking about how Musk bought Twitter for way above its valuation when in fact he was also getting all of its debts and liabilities since Twitter was, like Tumblr, also running on debt, so he actually owes way more than 44 billion dollars and that's why he's no longer the richest man on earth and that's why he's floundering and losing his mind, and honestly it warms the heart

And about how Tumblr are happily poaching talent from Twitter and investors are looking at Tumblr as a worthwhile investment and the debt is going down in part because of Twitter's fuckup and honestly it warms the heart

[puppydayy]

Intox kink go brrrr

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hello Madam. Sorry Madam.

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[alpacacare-archive]

he dont bite

[nocek]

Is it a stupid idea? Yes. Did I have to go overboard and animate it? No.

But I had to and I'm not sorry ;P

[time-woods]

breaks can be nice

[zivazivc]

“Floyd, could you sing to me?”

The big brother looked up from where he was tucking the blanket under Branch’s feet. “Sure thing,” he said with a light smile.  “What would you like to hear? A lullaby?”

“I don’t know,” Branch mumbled as he nestled his head into the pillow. “You choose.”

Floyd could still see a crease of worry between his baby brother’s brows. He softly brushed a thumb over it in a silent reassurance that everything was going to be okay before he turned around to reach for their dad’s old guitar.

I think Floyd would often sing to Branch to get him to fall asleep, usually the songs and lullabies their parents sang when the older four were still little.

I know in the movie it seemed like they all left right after their fight, but I like to imagine that they just stormed off to cool off and that they actually left in the following days. And that this was the last song Floyd sang for Branch that night. :')

Both Sides Now (specifically this cover by Voncken) Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They snow and rain on everyone So many things I would've done But clouds got in the way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's clouds’ illusions, I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancin' way you feel When every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughin' as you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions, I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now my friends, they’re acting strange They shake their heads, and say I've changed Well, something's lost, but something's gained In living life each day I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down And give and take And win and lose, and still somehow It's life's illusions, I recall I really don't know life... I really don't know life at all

[dimbulb-brony]

I commissioned this wonderful TwiPie piece from @abbytabbys!

It's based on an idea I had a few months ago, wherein Twi and Pinkie are already together, but Twi (just her) magically gets a glimpse of what seems to be "the future" which is the show canon epilogue. She saw that they don't seem to be together anymore, and that Pinkie has a kid with somepony else. So she starts questioning their current relationship.

She eventually comes to terms with it, and says what's written there in the piece to Pinkie. That future may just really be a possibility, or it might become reality, but they're together now and Twi will make the most of it.

[a-most-beloved-fool]

Kinda want to write a Spock POV post-fal-tor-pan fic where Spock sees Jim and is instantly whammed with the fact that he's in love with him, but still has no idea why or what that means, so he just goes around with a knot of love tangled in his mind, utterly baffled as to why it's there or how to figure it out. He can't ask the kolinahr adepts, because it feels un-vulcan, so instead he's just. confusedly pining the entire time.

Jim smiles sappily at him and Spock's like "My Heart Is Beating Faster. Why Is My Heart Beating Faster. There Is No Cause For My Heart To Be Beating Faster. Do I Have Tachycardia."

Spock, to McCoy: Doctor, is there history of heart disease in my family?

Bones, suspicious: Yes? Why? (already surreptitiously scanning Spock w/ a tricorder)

Spock: I have noticed concerning irregularities in my heart beat. They occur primarily around Admiral Kirk.

Bones, freezing: Repeat that for me, Spock?

Spock: I have noti-

Bones: No, not that, the next bit! Where they happen!

Spock: Ah. Around Admiral Kirk.

[FIVE MINUTES LATER]

Spock, annoyed: Doctor, cease laughing. I fail to understand what part of my medical condition you find so amusing.

Bones, still wheezing with laughter: Don't - don't you worry your little head about it, Spock. You're not sick, that's the important thing. (interrupts himself by laughing again) You'll (wheeze) figure it out eventually.

(Spock, disgruntled, gives up on him and leaves.)

(McCoy keeps laughing for another ten minutes.)

[evgar]

lovesick puppy

[6esiree]

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐮𝐧

“If you told me about the darkness inside of you,” You whispered as you straddled his lap, blissfully unaware of the dry blood hidden beneath his fingernails—or so that’s what he believed. “I would still look at you as if you were the sun.”

“Oh, sweetness,” Alastor whispered back, the barest hint of a smile gracing his sharp features as you dipped your head and pressed your supple lips against the apple of his throat, making it bob in anticipation. “What are you trying to suggest?”

You placed one feather-like kiss after the other on the expanse of Alastor’s throat, your red lipstick transferring onto his caramel skin, the grip he had on your waist tightening as your lips traveled lower, and lower, and lower… eliciting sinful noises from the usually quiet man that had your lacey underwear drenched heavily in your arousal.

“I’m not trying to suggest anything, my dear husband,” Your words caressed his exposed chest, and he would have responded if your tongue hadn’t mischievously flicked at his nipple, his hips bucking up and bumping against your clothed clit at the unfamiliar yet pleasant sensation.

“Then, pray tell, what did you mean by your statement?” Alastor affectionately carded a hand through your hair, pushing back the strands that had fallen over your face to gauge your reaction. “About this… supposed darkness inside of me?”

His brows knitted together, confused and yet also intrigued, as you reached up and grabbed his wrist, bringing his hand down to your mouth. And there you went again with that tongue of yours, placing it slack against his palm and traveling up, and up, and up till it found his slender fingers.

Alastor was painfully aware of the blood hidden beneath his fingernails that he hadn’t had the opportunity to properly wash away, so he tried to gently tug his hand away from you. However, you held onto his wrist with a vice-like grip, your lips wrapping around his fingers and… sucking?

A strangled groan escaped Alastor’s throat as you swallowed two of his fingers till the very last knuckle, your heavy-lidded gaze fixated on him. You slowly bobbed your head up and down, his cock straining against his briefs as you deprived it of the attention it so desperately craved.

“You only want me—sexually—after you’ve killed somebody,” You bluntly stated after you pulled away from his fingers with a ‘Pop!’, his brows shooting past his hairline. “I followed you during one of your hunting trips, that’s how I know.”

You did what? You followed him on one of his late-night escapades because…? But you chose not to reveal to your dear husband what motivated you to do such a foolish thing, shuffling down on the bed and tugging his briefs down, his weeping cock smacking against his toned stomach.

“And are you not afraid of me?” Alastor asked you, supporting himself on his elbows. He usually relished in watching you swallow his cock after a…successful hunt, but he couldn’t seem to do that right now. “Or at least disgusted by me?”

You said ‘No’ with an unmistakeable certainty behind your voice before wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, giving the head a wet, sloppy kiss, the filthy sound resonating throughout your bedroom. And then you wrapped your lips around him and swallowed him much like you had his fingers.

As you hollowed your cheeks, you made sure to display just how much you had meant that simple phrase with every bob of your head, every heavy suck, and every swirl of your tongue when you pulled back to give your aching jaw a break from that long, thick cock God had graced him with.

“I meant it when I said that I would still look at you as if you were the sun,” You reiterated, your hand dutifully pumping his cock, the way it tensed in your palm indicating that he was close, “If you told me about the darkness inside of you.”

You stared up at Alastor through your full lashes, waiting—no, anticipating his response as your tongue darted past your now swollen lips and pressed against the head of his cock, so eager to taste the thick, hot ropes of cum that was just about ready to come out.

“I’ve murdered people—reduced them to nothing but animals,” Alastor shakily spoke, his hands clutching onto the bedsheets as he neared his peak, “And you’re telling me that you’d still regard me as high as the brightest star in our universe?”

All it took was a nod from you and, of course, some encouraging pumps to have his cock pulsating and heavily coating your tongue, your cheek, and even your brow with his cum, a moan tumbling from his lips as he observed the sinful display before him with his undeserving eyes.

[doekimakura]

They are DONE!!! LOOK AT THEM AAA

They will now be there under my monitor (totally dont mind the shamos chilling behind them...)

[salamispots]

honse (kinda forgot about posting this here haha)