greenmangostudio

[This is a crosspost from mildly infuriating]  So, I (F65) from a small town. My folks were friends with his folks, and we hung out a lot growing up. Cutting through fields, I could get to his (M65) house in 20 minutes. We were a grade apart in school. We were always good friends, but strictly platonic. He attracted older (from the local girl’s prep school and even the college) willowy girls who danced and had names that looked normal, but had unusual pronunciations (Onnie, but spelled Annie, for instance.)  Decades later, he’s in the house he’s grew up in and inherited, and I’m about an hour away. We used to see each other once or twice a year. He’d have an annual summer picnic and New Year’s brunch. I stopped getting invited to the summer party as it got smaller and fancier, but I did look forward to seeing him and his family on New Year’s day. He attracts lovely and interesting people, both local and from NY. Always an interesting mix. Three years ago, I stopped being i...

TIFU didn’t happen today, but it slowly unfolded over weeks and left me with a mix of guilt, attachment, and a very angry immune system. It was bitterly cold outside — the kind of cold that makes the city feel empty and hostile. I went out for something trivial: chips and beer. A small comfort against the weather. Halfway to the store, a dog started following me. Small, scruffy, clearly a stray. I told myself not to read into it. Dogs follow people. That’s normal. Except he didn’t stop. I slowed down. He slowed down. I stopped. He stopped. Still there. Still watching me. I went into the store, expecting him to disappear. When I came back out, he was sitting right outside, curled up, waiting. That was the first moment I felt like I’d already lost. I bought him food. He ate like he was starving. I pet him, said goodbye, and walked away, forcing myself not to look back. He followed me anyway. At my apartment building, I told him goodbye again. He didn’t react. He just sat down in...

I have a read aloud extension on my chrome. I use it sometimes for reading out stuff like articles, blogs or gay fanfiction while I'm cooking for example. However clearly my extension is shit because it just saves what you were last reading even if you stopped and closed it. So I'm telling my dad I sometimes use this extension and it can read you out loud recipes or articles or anything you're interested in when you can't look at the screen. He asks me to show him it and I do. We go on a recipe page and I click on the extension and instead of reading out the recipe page I'm on, it starts reading out gay smut fanfiction I had been reading yesterday. I tried to stop it as quick as possible and my dad just refused to even acknowledge it. He pretended he never heard or saw anything. If i know my dad, I think he will literally take this to the grave and never address it, for which I'm glad. But still. He definitely heard and saw it. And I don't think there...

This was in September of 2025 if I remember correctly, my mom had just picked me and my nieces up from a metalfest that my sisters were at. on the way back to my sisters house my mom saw an injured dog and I decided to make her pull over so I could inspect it. A few minutes after I got out, a girl pulled up in her car and asked if it was my dog to which I said no, she helped me comfort the dog and made sure it didn’t go anywhere else where it would get hurt, my mom decided to take my nieces back home while we called animal control and waited for them to get to where we were. While we waited we talked about things like pets, age, hobbies, etc… and while this happened I think I noticed her sneaking glances at me here and there as I comforted the dog. animal control showed up eventually and got the dog and told us they would do what they can. I called my mom and told her I was ready to go whenever she was ready to pick me up. after I called her we continued talking and even popped a few ...

I (24F) fucked up by oversharing about my dating life with coworkers. Everyone at this job is around my age and we have about 10 to 20 hours of office time in this role. I have 2 to 3 friends that I trust at work. This summer, I went through a gut wrenching situationship that altered my views on dating and I hadn’t dated since. I recently downloaded Hinge and began going on one date per week and have had some pretty good experiences. I ended up going on a date with a guy who ended up having a micro penis. I was totally shocked by this and wanted to ask if anyone else had had this experience before so I decided to tell a few coworkers that I trusted. They all egged me on, and were laughing as I was telling the story. Two even shared similar experiences if they had had. Obviously, I’m aware that this isn’t safe for work, but I was so shook from the experience I had that I wanted to discuss it. I go into supervision with my manager and at the end she starts saying that she has to talk to...

So today I went to a shop that I go to pretty regularly. There’s a guy who works there that I have a pretty good rapport with, and between the last couple of times I’ve gone in, I’ve picked up on a bit of flirting. So today I went in & he was eating a smoothie fruit bowl. I asked him if it was from somewhere around here, to which he said no it was from a spot closer to his place. I said something like “we don’t have any good smoothie places around here” and he replied with “I’ll have to take you to this one some time” AND THEN I LAUGHED Mind you I would loveeeee to go. I think he’s pretty good looking and really easy to talk to. But I’m an awkward laugher. I laugh allllll the time. Especially when I’m nervous; which I most definitely was. Ughhhhhh pray 4 me yall lol TLDR: I laughed at a guy who (kinda?) asked me out