Welcome to mastodon everyone! I love seeing all this art posted. But we do have some folks on here who don't see well, and they really appreciate it if you add a description to your images. Just briefly what you're showing people, so that they have some idea what they're looking for.
I know sometimes it seems like too much work, and if you can't you can't. But it does make your work accessible to more people, not least because more of us will boost it.
If you find your mastodon experience too political, too meme-y, too science-y, or just not interesting enough, choose who to follow more carefully. Unfollow some people who fill your timeline with boring stuff; it's not a personal judgement, and you'll still see it if one of your friends boosts their toot. And follow someone who posts the sort of thing you like. Check out hashtags from their cool posts.
Most of all, post the sort of thing you'd like to see more of!
@bunny_jane Naturally, you came to mind immediately. =:)
It was her first dog, so she was a bit hazy on commands.
"Fetch," she would say, and her dog would wag its tail and vanish, then return with what she needed. Not always the thing she expected, but what she needed.
One day, she said "Fetch", and the dog returned with a sword.
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
Every night, Jobasha comes and hangs out on the arm of the couch with me here. It doesn't look at all comfortable, it's next to the cold wall, and there are far cozier spots, but he chooses this place and gradually falls asleep, usually with his nose on my knee. He's a rescue and had a rough start to life, so I suspect he likes the gentle, quiet company with a few soft strokes and no danger. #mastocats
"Is it ungrateful of me to leave?" the mermaid fretted, gazing at the moon far above the waves.
"They only homed, fed and loved you all your life," yawned the sea-serpent.
"I know... I owe them."
"No, absolutely not! They can't expect control over your will in exchange for raising you. If anything, they owe you freedom."
The mermaid pondered this, "I should... at least tell them I'm going."
"I will stay beside you if you need support."
“…Preston’s book is a prime example of how we’ve developed a zeitgeist of xenophobic panic/denialism in response to disease—one that is as self-defeating as it is bigoted.” https://lithub.com/how-the-xenophobic-legacy-of-ebola-shaped-americas-fear-and-denial-of-covid-19
the 7/11 vampire
I don't think I've ever told this story here, but hey, one of the weirdest encounters I've had here:
I used to go to 7/11 semi-frequently. They were across the street from the laundromat where I did my laundry (which has since gone away, RIP old laundromat dude), and, well, there's only so much you can do while waiting on stuff to tumble-dry.
This 7/11 was owned by a guy who gave no fucks and employed anyone with a pulse...or without.
"The only thing you are endangered by is an excess of imagination," the captain laughed.
I bit my tongue; tempted to point out that we may be endangered by her lack of imagination.
But... maybe she was right.
Perhaps nothing lurked below the surface, between the shadows or behind the orbs of light that danced over the deck.
A fine tentacle uncurled from under the captain's cap.
She was tucking her curly hair back into place.
peinture, bijou artisanale, conseil boost plz
Ok, les crafty de ma TL, vous voulez bien m'aider ?
J'ai une bougie (de moteur) a peindre. En 4 couleurs. Je veux ensuite faire un collier, pas sur de comment proceder.
Tout conseil est bienvenus, notamment : quelle peinture je prends ? Je me dis que de la bombe graff ca peut le faire
Des suggestions ?
"When you pull off this stunt, the chicks will totally flock to you," the jock assured with confidence.
"W-what about dudes?"
The jock paused, tilted his head side to side, as if trying to rub a pair of brain cells together to comprehend the question.
Finally, a conclusion manifested, "Yeah totally!"
"What a-about enbies?"
His brain cells sparked much faster this time, "Totes! Everyone's gunna know you're as cool as I know you are!"
"There's a place up on the mountain," her dad said, "where you can see the whole world."
"Take me there!"
"When you're older."
She couldn't wait, so climbed it herself. At last, up in the mist and clouds, she saw the warm lights of a house. She knocked.
"Welcome to the library."
#MicroFiction #TootFic #SmallStories
I am an astronomer and a tinkerer. I have been using peridot for a long time now. Je parle Français aussi, plus ou moins. Sorry maar alleen een beetje Nederlands.
#astronomer #maker #madscientist #hacker #code
Beach City is our private beach-side sanctuary for close friends and awesome folks. We are various flavors of trans, queer, non-binary, polyamorous, disabled, furry, etc.