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.
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I feel confident enough to post these now. A collection of all the existing posters after some edits from the other post that got 13k notes! These are full size/quality. Go nuts.
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Daily schedule:
Wake up on the problematic side of the bed
Eat a harmful breakfast
Log onto tumblr and reblog posts from abusive mutuals
Attend narcissistic classes
Watch an irredeemable movie
Listen to offensive music
Eat a cancelled dinner
Go to sleep derogatorily
Have dreams that will have aged poorly by the time I wake up
I made a lil whiteboard if yall ever wanna do some doodles. I'm specifically doing a YV related one rn, but feel free to hop in and do whatever (just keep things appropriate pls uvu).
My wife (ao3) went to war (down for maintenance) I don't know how long she will be gone (10 hours she's gone for 10 hours) but alas I shall continue to live with our children (downloaded fics) that she told me to take care of during her leave. I already fear the worst in her absence, what if this is like the last time she left us? (the great ao3 shutdown) where che came back battered and bruised and shot? (the DDOS attacks) I know she is strong and many accompany her to battle but I already am lonely without her beside me. Please come back, my lover.
he's a circus son...