#that was nice too :)

[inbabylontheywept]

so once me and my wife were watching a documentary where a snake ate like a million eggs. that snake just went to fucking town on eggs. and the snake made the eggs look so good that i kept thinking about it, and thinking about it, and thinking about it, and eventually it was 11pm and i ran out of willpower and decided to eat one (1) singular raw egg just to prove to myself that the snake was surely a liar.

the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.

i had like, fifteen raw eggs.

i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.

except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.

so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.

[chez-cinnamon]

What if Pomni seeks out comfort from Kinger bc of the last episode?? Finale !!

It is DONE !!

Everyone is so fun to draw I cannot.......... /pos

[chalkrub]

autumnal chill....featuring the girl

[theshadowrealmitself]

I like to think that Vulcans who come to understand that Humans just can’t try to process emotions the same way as them, it’s just healthiest to let it out in harmless ways, decide that venting and stuff should be taken just as seriously as Vulcan’s meditation time, and will encourage the Humans around them to complain about what’s upsetting them

People who are used to aloof Vulcans who avoid Humans at all cost running into one comforting a Human

“-and then they said my cheesecake was subpar, and they didn’t even bring a dish!!!”

“The purpose of this event was that every participant brings a food item of sorts, correct?”

“Yeah!!”

“And they did not follow this rule while insulting dishes that were brought?”

“Mostly just my dish but yeah >:(“

“How illogical”

“That’s what I’m saying!!!”

[o0kawaii0o]

no mercy 😭

[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.

[alexandriad]

🏺🏺

[sanctus-ingenium]

sir dog knight

[wellfine]

Work to be done 🍳

[marsipain]

Norwegian Mikus :)

Left is Miku as a russ and right is Miku in a bunad!

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael learns of Jeff’s pizza from FNAF Into the pit

[plumadot]

shy confessions mmmmmmmmmm

[elyfonart]

Early days :)

[ceniwen]

zhongli please stop cosplaying as a human your adeptus has social anxiety and can't cope

[palarien]

the courtroom know-it-all...

[queen-of-bad-opsec]

a person left my world almost half a year ago.

(expand this post to read more about my lament (warning: it is gonna be extremely shit))

they were important to me. there was a time where anything i did, i did for them. there was a time where they were the reason i pushed forward. where they were the thing that made life worth living.

that is to say, they were a good friend. the best, maybe.

i've tried to invite them back into my world many times. i think it only made it worse.

i still catch glimpses; hints of this person here or there. they clearly still exist. they are most likely doing very well outside of my world.

we have one very good mutual friend in particular. they didn't leave. i don't know what i'd do if they did. occasionally, the friend who left replies to their messages. never to mine, though.

one time, the friend asked why they had left like that. the exact words they wrote to them were "Flexx (that is me) said you became ghost again?"

they replied - "idk rly. maybe"

i had never felt dizzy before in the way that i did when my remaining friend showed me those words. my head was spinning, even though i was laying flat on my bed. i'd been dizzy before, of course. but never like that.

i still dont know what to think of those 3 words. at the time, i wrote a msg about how sad i was that i apparently had so little value that they didnt even know for certain if they were ghosting me (again - 3 months since last read receipt; that was 1.5 months ago; not a word since); that's what i felt at the time. maybe i was also trying to let them know just how bad it hurt that they left, in the hope that they might decide to return. not that it had any chance of working, but a cat can dream, can't i?

who knows - maybe they had some rlly good reasons to leave. for one, maybe there really were circumstances out of their control and mine that forced them to leave me behind. or maybe, i rlly was so bad a friend that their only chance of survival was to get away from me, so to speak. maybe i rlly was just another social obligation to them, gladly abandoned in exchange for things they actually wanted to do. maybe i deserved to be abandoned.

sometimes, i think back to those times we shared, and i remember all the little ways in which i mightve hurt them; i remember what a bad friend i was; how annoying; how inconsiderate. there are so many of moments of "ah. that is why they left".

and even if none of that is true - even if the only reason they left is because they are a bad person who's just like that, i don't think that i am capable of holding any kind of grudge. i have left my own share of ppl in my life behind unexpectedly and without warning or notification, meaning to reply eventually, but forgetting, and then suddenly finding myself unable to reply at all for fear of finding out how much they hate me if i do try to reconnect. it would be nothing but hypocritical of me to hate my friend for leaving w/out a word. who am i to judge.

i may not be capable of hating them, but i am still sad. it was all so good; we were having so much fun - and then they were gone. not a word, not a warning, just quietly walking away, leaving me behind.

and i was so close to telling them "i love you".