#my children....................

[inbabylontheywept]

my grandpa was a good man. and it really wasnt his fault - recreationally lying to kids is a proud family tradition - but he told me, once, that cutting a worm in half resulted in two worms.

i think he said it so i'd be more morally okay with fishing? i actually dont remember the context.

point was, he told me this, and he understimated (by a very large margin) how much i liked worms. i was a worm boy. very wormy. and after hearing that, i went home, and i dug through the garden, flipped over every rock, did everything i could to gather as many worms as i could, and then i uh.

i cut them all in half. every worm i could find. all of them. with scissors.

i then took this pile of split worms, and i put them in a box with a bit of lettuce and some water and stuff and went to bed expecting to double my worms overnight. i have math autism, so i had a vague understanding that if i did this just a few times in a row, i would eventually have a completely unreasonable amount of worms.

i was very excited to become this plane's worm emperor.

(i think i was...six?)

anyway, i did not become the inheritor of the worm crown. i instead woke up to a box of dead worms and cried. a lot. i got diagnosed with panic attacks as a teenager, but i think i had them as a kid, i just had no idea what they were. i was kind of processing that a.) i had killed what i had assumed was every single worm in my yard, and thus would have no more worms, and b). i was going to like, worm hell.

(six year babylon spent a lot of time worrying about god.)

so i kind of freaked out, and i climbed a tree, because god can only smite you if you're touching the ground (?) and i sat up there mostly inconsolable until my mom came out and asked, hey, what's up? what happened?

so i explained to her that i had killed all of the worms, forever, and was also Damned, and she took me to the compost pile, and we dug for all of five seconds and found like twenty more worms.

the compost pile was full of worms.

she then told me that a). there were more worms, and we could put them back under rocks and stuff and recolonize our yard and b). that one day, i would die, and go to heaven, and be able to talk to the worms face to face. that i'd be able to tell them all that i was very sorry, and that i killed them on accident, driven only by excessive Love, and that she was positive they would forgive me because worms have six hearts and no malice.

at that point, i think i was sixty percent tear-snot by weight, and i had no choice but to gather enough worms that i could hug them. which my mom helped with. and then after that she helped me put some worms back under each rock.

and for my epilogue: i spent a significant portion of my childhood in trees. and for many years after, even when my mom didnt know i was watching, i would catch her giving the space under the rocks a light spritz with the hose. not because she loved worms.

but because she loved me.

[crow-caller]

as a child there's nothing cooler than a kid who gets subjected to evil experiments and gains special abilities. it's even cooler if these abilities also cause unfathomable suffering to use/against others. children love stories like this.

[lesbxdyke]

I could think of no better way to share the news than this!

So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.

Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.

Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!

Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)

He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!

I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!

Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:

[hansoeii]

they seem to be very good friends!

[lil-gingerbread-queen]

"Robin brings light to the darkness" or something

[fanaticalthings]

Bruce Wayne except he texts like an ominous boomer

wdym you can't tell if he's threatening them?

Based on this post by @mysterycitrus :)

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Bonus:

Happy birthday, Tim 🥰

[shiftythrifting]

My Little Pony book with a death spell inside. Yes, it most definitely came home with me

[peculiar-potato]

I’M??? I’M SORRY??

The new Minecraft movie trailer LITERALLY opened with the “the children yearn for the mines” meme???

???????????????

[noble-kale]

For me, dulce de leche is first, but vanilla is a close 2nd. But what's your favorite? Did I skip it?

And while you're here, please share and donate to be able to help a woman widowed by genocide and her 2 young children. They live in a tent exposed to the elements and bugs, and winter is fast approaching.

raffle + flyers + art raffle + vet

[waveoftheocean]

wahoo finished this in time for superbat week day 5: tired dads!!

[yuumei-art]

So while I was painting this, a deer jumped into our fenced yard. My idiot children fought it and lost. Now Luna is scarred and coned, so I have to update the drawing to reflect reality😂 I'm laughing but also crying at the 1.5k vet bill.

[dannyketch]

My cat is a gray tabby, but I'm not biased. I think torties are the cutest! A little black cat is adorable too. 🐈‍⬛️ But what do you think?

And while you're here, please share and donate if you can to help a mother, widowed by genocide, and her two young children. They live in a tent and winter is fast approaching. Any thing helps ❤️

Raffle + flyers + art raffle + vet

[egggelatin]

hurry!!

[rizsnt]

see you at basrar's! ✶✶✶

bonus: yearbook page!

[valtsv]

are we still doing this because i have a late submission