Little Guy Inc

My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying

riding the trolley out of omelas because i'm a little too shaken to walk rn and i just heard this weird thump from the tracks. probably nothing

"omg you remembered!" of course i did. I have a file on you

“are they lovers?” worse. they were supposed to be and never got the chance to

I feel like not enough people realize that people under enormous strain act really really fucking Weird

now i don’t know enough about omegaverse to say anything definitively but from what i have seen it certainly looks like it emulates insects much more than wolves.

like if you’re looking for an animal with strictly defined castes and extensive use of pheromones you are looking for ants i think

got chased by a skeleton but when they caught me they just gave me a kiss and hug. turns out it was an xoskeleton.