"It may be dangerous to be the U.S.'s enemy, but to be its friend is fatal."
-Hatsune Miku, at the height of the Asian Financial Crisis
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I open the front door. I see a fairy, floating in the air, flapping its wings to stay in place like a hummingbird. Except the wings were more like butterfly wings
At first I think it's a prank. Maybe a drone carrying it with very thin strings or maybe a new kind of wing-based small RC flying device. I look around for a possible tech youtuber's cameras but see none, and looking at the fairy more it seems too lifelike to be fake. Okay. This is weird, but other people wholeheartedly believe fairies exist so maybe they've been right all along? Maybe I'm just dreaming, that's possible too. In any case maybe I shouldn't be so rude.
"Hey, sorry for staring at you like this. Can I get your name?"
"No you can't, it's mine and I'd like to keep it but nice try"
I didn't want to steal any names but whatever, this is probably just a dream anyways
"Fair enough, what are you doing at my front door? Are you looking for someone?"
"My pet walrus Barry has escaped, have you seen it?"
Pet walrus? That's weird.. Then again, this is a fairy so whatever
"No, haven't seen any around, did you lose it in this neighborhood?"
In hindsight a stupid question. Of course they did, otherwise they wouldn't ask around here.
"Yeah, I am worried it's gonna scare people, it likes to lick faces and... well it weighs a metric ton and has giant teeth so you can imagine the average response"
I'd be fearing for my life to be honest
"Makes sense.. Do you have a phone number or something? So I can call you when I find it?"
"No but I can give you thi-"
They couldn't elaborate on what they wanted to give me because we were interrupted by a bloodcurdling scream, the kind a person only makes when confronted by a giant mammal or when noticing that all their expensive designer shoes had been drawn on by a toddler with an Edding 500 (long story)
"AAAAHHH! GET OFF ME! HELP!! HELP!! HEEELP!!!"
I had a suspicion where Barry was, the fairy who wanted to keep their name did as well apparently.
"Nevermind I think I'll find it soon, thank you anyways"
"No problem"
As the fairy flies off, I go back inside, close the door and start checking for signs I'm asleep. My fingers add up to ten, pinching my arm hurts, when I close my nose with my fingers I am unable to breathe... Fuck, I'm probably wide awake
I start texting my partner. I type "Hey I know this sounds crazy but I just talked to a fairy" but then I delete it again. That's something I have to either tell them in person or not at all
I'm just glad I wasn't the one with the walrus
for another piece of shitpost literature you could read this post
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saw a butch/femme video where the femme said "daddy i wanna have your baby" and i 😵💫
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I Never Dared
from @jegulus-microfic's prompt, letter (368 words)
Regulus eyes the letters in the corner of his desk. The dim light of his candle, now almost completely consumed, is making his face softly glow in the dark of the gloomy room.
There’s three of them. There were four, at first, but since Regulus obliviated Pandora, he found himself with one less letter to write. Obliviating her had been torturous. Regulus had nightmares for days; he still have them. He wouldn’t bear to obliviate anyone ever again, even though he firstly had planned to do so with the rest of his friends. He has regrets; he feels like he has stolen something from Pandora. Something essential. Something that isn’t supposed to be stolen; he has regrets, but he comforted himself with the thought that at least she wouldn’t suffer too much from the rest of his decisions.
Because Regulus is determined. He is going to do what he needs to do, and nothing will stop him from doing that.
He stares at the one letter for Sirius, with the black wax seal. In it he wrote about their childhood. He wrote about the things he never got to say to him. And then he looks at the one sealed with red wax. That one is special. Unexpected. Regulus never thought he would write a letter to him. James.
He stares at the letter, and the sight is unbearable. He pushes them further. He only takes the tiniest of the three, that he sealed with gold wax, and he stands up, pacing. He can’t send these to James and Sirius. He can’t. He’s too honest in it, he realises that now.
He wrote them, but… he can’t send them. He doesn’t want Sirius or James to get to see that miserable side of himself. He’s too vulnerable; he would rather them to hate him than to pity him. He leaves the letters in the corner of his desk, glaring at it one last time before the candle suddenly burns out. He’s plunged in the dark. He decides it’s time.
He leaves the room, closes the door softly behind him, and Appartes to his destination, knowing he will maybe not make it out alive.
He never sends the letters.
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Just obliterate the fucking earth. Can't have global warming if there's no globe to warm
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Autism win!
I finally got new headphones!! Now I can fight overstimulation with overstimulation of my own choosing! I can also silence the unnecessary sounds of the world!! I am experiencing joyous whimsy and wonders!!! The world is less fucked!!!! The music is in my brain!!!!!
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bedsheet commercial: we have the most breathable-
me, chronically online, half-asleep: you have the most WHAT-?
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🌹 *i'm* interested in your evil west wip 👀
i went back and forth on which sentence a billion times lmao:
Jesse was trapped somewhere in the sound of Edgar saying the word hole still, a prison he’d made his damn self, which he had to somehow scrape himself out of, horror burgeoning, to say, “Like a parasite?”
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Wait but in the cheek smooch picture is one of Bell's internal reactions crying?? Why is the good boy sad?
ahaha
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I have done absolutely nothing today. Like. I've eaten breakfast and then just fucked around on youtube
I need to go pick up a package. The weather isn't even bad. There is no reason not to go pick it up and possibly get food at the McDonald's next to the post office
But. I cannot.
Someone tell me to go pick up the package? Please?
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