Found a local fiber arts group to hang out with. By which I mean I'm weaving on my balcony surrounded by three big orb weavers' webs

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Found a local fiber arts group to hang out with. By which I mean I'm weaving on my balcony surrounded by three big orb weavers' webs
You had cold hands. Was something you’d dealt with for a while, but after meeting the team and realizing not everyone lived like this…well whatever happened next, you considered to be karmic revenge.
“No! No, love please! I’ll do anything, just put those away!” Kyle stood before you with his hands out placatingly, vulnerable in just a towel around his waist after a shower.
You were approaching, hands out to place on his neck. “I’m sorry it had to be this way, Kyle.” You say with no remorse in your voice as you back him into a corner.
The screech he lets out once your hands make contact is not dignifying, but it does attract the attention of the others.
Johnny bursts into the room confused, your head whips around, gaze narrowing on a new target.
“No! Johnny! Save yourself while you still can!” He’s sliding down the wall like you shot him.
Johnny understands the situation quickly, fleeing from the room and leaving the door swinging in his wake. You let out a, frankly, evil giggle before following. He’s trying to seek refuge in the rec room, but you’re fast approaching. You tackle him onto the couch, sliding your hands under his shirt and onto the warmth of his chest.
His screech is somehow even more pathetic. You look up to see Simon and John watching in horror.
“Don’t worry, you’re safe. For now.” You flop your head back onto Johnny’s chest as you warm up. You’ll get them when they least expect it later.
It comes when you’re on the couch later, watching a movie. Like always, your extremities are cold. You decided to help yourself to the excess of warmth the boys are emitting, sliding your hands behind Simon’s back and into his shirt, and then your feet under John’s thighs.
Simon’s back arches off the couch trying to escape the icicles you call hands.
“Jeeesus, sweet’eart!”
Balance has been restored to the world. The real love language is thermodynamic equilibrium.
Do you think Slenderman and Batman would fist fight eachother for an edgy orphan?
Slenderman's proxys are just his Robins if you think about it.
wyd if the Roaring Knight pulls out their iPhone X and your best friend's device instantly starts chirping
when i said men are hotter crying and covered in blood this isn't quite what i had in mind
2022 meme format lolz
This morning I made a Star Trek fake in-universe pamphlet about interspecies intimate relationships because, given the sheer amount of people from different species and societies fucking in this franchise, I think this definitely exists in some form in-universe.
The full document for printing is the following (print double sided, changing side along the short edge):
In my head, this started at the Academy as a PSA for cadets but it soon started to be distributed on starships and space stations as well.
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