I need to be adopted by a well established and loving polycule

☙Mid twenties, 🇩🇪, White, Bi, Enby, English second language, autistic, actual Tanuki❧.
☛18+ Only☚. Will be horny on main.
If there’s a post of mine, that you think is missing a tag— don’t hesitate to ask 😊
Also running the account “SuperSonicoOfficial”
Pfp sprites taken from here♥.
“Pathetic Man lover” blinkie by @CosmicRot
“Twink Lover” blinkie by @pdf
Xenia button taken from here
Button sources— 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
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⚠️This User has the kind of penis autism that causes delusions⚠️
I need to be adopted by a well established and loving polycule
if we all took one thing away from cohost let it be — for the love of god comment more. tell people what you think or that you like their work more. don't be weird but do be sincere and err on the side of information. actually talking to one another, in little asynchronous ways, is the only way out of an automated algorithmic future. each time you express something to another human being, you make a foothold against the tide (x)
One thing I try to remember every now and then is "A temporary thing is in front of you." It is always true. Whether that's a person you care deeply about, a nice meal, regular hangout times with friends, experiencing a game/story/etc you love, a place you regularly walk by, etc, remembering that helps me treasure things and savor little things and make decisions more like future me may want me to.
Things usually stop quietly, often without announcement.
And I'm just reflecting on things like the last anime FGC meetup i hosted & attended at my apartment in 2013, and how I cried when I put up the PS3 setup one last time... or when friends who live far away visited me and how I'm not sure we'll ever see each other in person again. Or thinking how I might feel in the future about my days in my apartment here now with my husband, compared to how I nostalgically feel about my home growing up.
Life is always going to be incomplete, we're always going to be incomplete versions of all the possibilities in front of us. But we can still try to take things slower, shift our priorities, and mull over preciousness.