I Dont Think I Posted These But Here I Made A Little Frog Pattern To Make Tiny Frog Toys With My Grandma

Is that,,,, the evolved version of the pixar lamp?

1 night lying in bed u look up at your ceiling & see this crawling towards u wyd

I don't pray and I'm not religious, but sometimes I vaguely hope that there's some Powers That Be who may grant things that people hope for if they deem it right. Unfortunately, they're trickster gods.

I don't pray in some sense of "I deserve these good things to happen to me because I have been good", but more in a "pls permit the conditions that would let me do this, I promise watching me do it would be so fuckign funny"

Quietly losing my mind over the fact that Elon Musk has straight up orchestrated a coup of our executive branch and like....I don't even know what, if any, system we have in place to fix this. Like... He's just taken control of the money and locked out the actual appointed officials. What the fuck.

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.

I had a colleague ask a few days ago about how I felt living in the US and being trans considering all of everything - and I had to explain that right now has been the weirdest time to be transfem because so many people in my personal and day-to-day life are so much more educated on trans issues, and are active and good allies of trans people, than I have ever seen before. My bible-belt grandma can handle the singular 'they' now, which she wasn't for the six years I was out as an enby. Strangers in public compliment my hair and my makeup even when I'm not at all passing. Politicians are becoming much more actively hostile while even the rural areas I grew up in are growing kinder to trans folks.

It's such an intensely strange feeling. And it wasn't one I was able to effectively communicate to my colleague. I don't know that this change will be enough or quick enough. But there is a change happening in the communities I live in.

no matter how terrible my day is. i can always end my day in bed imagining fictional characters making out sloppy style and fucking raw. and that's beautiful. there's some good in this world mister frodo and it's worth fighting for

Omg!!! Same!

Приключения Лехи и Динозавра Юры

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The Adventures of Leha the human and Yura the Dinosaur