limp-wristed autistic

omg this made me emotional 😭

We named him after you we hope you don't mind

Goodnight Kitty crochet tapestry

[ID: a crochet tapestry depicting two cats laying side by side in bed, with the moon showing through the window beside them.]

fanart

hey op here this is the best thing i’ve ever seen

Me too

hey. it’s me again. this brought me to the verge of tears. i love this. thank you

Hollow Knight Heritage Post

we gotta collect all the art mediums

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@a-sentient-cup

the for you page thinks I'm a gnome

ID: screenshot of three short text posts all in a row. First one reads, “Nobody even gives a fuck that my crumb got stolen by 10 ants”

Second reads “guy finds a beetle in his apartment and texts his roommate hey did you invite someone over”

Last reads “If it was up to me movie theaters would serve freshly picked berries instead of popcorn”

[id: a four pieces of art. 1: a cat laying in bed saying “I wish my life was spectacular.” 2: then it and another cat making food, accompanied by the text “but then I remember that it already is”, going on a road trip, “it already is,” and having a picnic, “it already is.”

ID: screenshots of a Reddit post titled “my husband doesn’t know that I know what he’s up to”:

My (33f) husband (34m) and I had our first baby back in June of last year. My husband's aunt gifted our son a lovely chunky knitted blanket. The blanket is so soft and I have made multiple comments about how I would like to find a full size blanket just like it because it is so cozy and I'm kind of jealous of my baby.

Well, this past weekend my husband snuck off to the store. He refused to tell me where he was going and why, but I later found a plastic bag with the logo of a local crafting store. That evening, DH stated that he would like to have an hour of alone time every night after our son goes to sleep. He stressed that he would not like to be disturbed, but if I needed him then I could call/text him. I agreed to this because we are both adjusting to have very little "me" time since the birth of our son.

Last night, during his alone time our son started crying. I checked the baby monitor and saw that he had simply lost his pacifier and was going back to sleep. However, the baby monitor also shows part of our son's room, not just his crib. In the corner of his room I saw my husband sitting on the floor with a bunch of chunky yarn in front of him. I turned the volume up and heard that he was watching a YouTube video on how to finger knit. This sweet man is making me a blanket.

He absolutely loves surprising me but is terrible keeping secrets. I just know that he is going to mess up and accidentally mention something about the blanket at some point. I plan on acting clueless so that I will still be surprised when he gives it to me. I just love him so much and I'm so delighted that he's learning a new skill so I can have a custom blanket.

My sweet husband broke. He kept on mentioning that he was working on a surprise for me. I would occasionally ask what this mysterious project was and he would get a cheeky smile and say "I can't tell you!" That eventually evolved into him repeatedly telling me that keeping the surprise was really hard and he wanted to just tell me. I kept saying "no!

You've kept it a surprise for this long, you can keep going!" But one day after dinner he decided he couldn't keep it in anymore. He showed it to me. It was only about 1/4 done, but it was lovely. The yarn was really soft and was my favorite color. I could tell he had taken his time because of the consistency of all the loops. Even unfinished it was perfect.

He told me that he kept moving it around to different hiding spots, but since our house is very small it was only a matter of time before I accidentally found it. He said he had run out of yarn and asked if I wanted to pick out another color to add to it. I said yes and we made a little date out of it. We grabbed lunch and then walked around the craft store before I picked out a complimentary color to the one he chose.

He hasn't had much time to work on it the last few days, but he assured me it will be finished by my birthday. I'll post a picture of the blanket when it's finished. For now, I am wildly impressed with how long he kept it a secret and I'm so excited to have my first ever handmade blanket. / end ID

[ID: An image of Kermit the Frog in red pajamas. The top text reads: Saturday night out! The bottom text reads: Just kidding, I’m already in my jammies. \End ID]

moved 😭

bonus panels on my patreon 💌

[ID: A four-panel vertical comic strip featuring a small cartoon ghost. In the first panel the ghost is watching the former tenant pack up a truck and says, "Well, it was nice while it lasted." In the second, the ghost floats away sullenly saying, "But I guess everyone goes away eventually." In the third panel the person returns with an empty box and says "hey"; in the fourth, the ghost is in the truck in a box labeled "Ghost", beaming brightly as it prepares to go to its new home. Behind the ghost are boxes with various labels written on them. One is labeled: Spiders. /end ID]

there's always time to grow

ID: painting of a kitchen with blue walls, blue cabinets, and various potted plants all along the counter and shelves, plus a larger potted plant on the floor. A small orange cat is snoozing on the floor. Sunlight streams in from a window to the left side. There are small paintings on the wall of a sun, a moon, a field, and a framed poster reading "from little things big things grow."

through.the.lleaves on ig

ID: gifs of a turtle sitting at a table its own size with mini plates and bowls, mini toaster and cooking utensils, and a mini vase of real purple flowers. In the first gif, a hand is lifting a glass lid off a plate of shredded leaves and the turtle digs in. In gif two, it climbs onto the table to reach a plate of two mini toasts. In gifs three and four, it eats the purple flowers, knocking over the vase.

Take a break, this cute tardigrade needs time to cross your dash:

I've never seen them walking before I love him

well, when in loam 🪱

id: worm emoji

[image description: a digital illustration of a cute, cartoony bear wearing a hat that reads, "women want me fish fear me." end description.]

Not to brag but my cats are Artists™

[Medium: Claws on rainbow scratchboard]

Remi works with a hesitant, erratic violence, creating a piece as light and fluffy as she is, and signing her work by hole-punching it with her teeth.

Timmy uses bold, strong lines to evoke some kind of powerful event, echoing his powerful presence and loud voice.

Nubbins, truly inspired, creates a high-energy piece that symbolizes the void where his brain should be, surrounded by chaos and mischief.

Kona, a reclusive avante garde artist, refused to work with me around. Only in quiet solitude did she create this haunting, introspective work.

Concept: Baba Yaga house walking around on chicken legs, being followed by one of those plastic Fisher-Price play houses on baby chick legs

Excuse my 15min rush art job, but I just HAD to draw this

Still love this concept. Here’s a redraw that was NOT sketched in 15min while waiting in line at the DMV

In the Russian fairytale fantasy film The Last Warrior: Root of Evil (Последний богатырь: Корень зла, 2015) the two cottages have eggs that hatch to reveal their offsprings: little cottages. Do with that information what you want…..

Sesame Street - art by Rick Brown (1980)

ID: illustrations of Sesame Street characters working on the outside of a house. In the first, Bert and Grover are wearing painter's overalls; Grover is kneeling and painting the currently light blue house yellow while Bert stands at the door, nailing on a new frame. In the second image, Oscar the Grouch's trash can is right next to a freshly-painted yellow wall of the house, and Oscar inside the can is smirking at the viewer as he paints messy red strokes over the yellow. There are various overturned paint cants next to him, and messy red, blue, and green brush strokes all over the wall.

Me after putting on my mascara

Dayris Felix

ID: painting of a green frog wearing a big pink bow on the back of her head, back to the viewer to look into a pink vanity mirror, where her face is visible; her eyelashes are dark with mascara, the mascara brush in the vanity table in front of her