I’m sick of magical worlds with no technology. I want fairy run coffee shops where you can get a latte with a shot of charisma, because you’ve got a big presentation you’re worried about, or witches working at Apple selling phones that automatically appear in your pocket if you accidentally leave it somewhere, or psychics running hair salons who always know how you want your hair to look, or aura reader therapists. I just really want normalized magic in modern society
no but imagine the tally marks turning black if their love is requited.
and then imagine the tally marks becoming a scar when the one they love dies.
Imagine someone with no tally marks meeting someone with 50 tally marks
Imagine someone with no tally marks starting to like someone with all tally marks scarred
imagine aromantics with no tally marks laughing at this tally mark bullshit system
imagine someone afraid of being in love suddenly getting a tally mark
imagine someone married with a single nice black tally mark has a new one just appear
imagine someone with a single scarred mark that refuses to love again gets a new mark and it’s black
imagine someone who falls in love too easily having a lot of marks
imagine nurses at old people homes taking care of people with scarred marks, black marks, and no marks
Imagine a dolphin with human legs. Like a normal fucking dolphin except it gets up and walks around on human legs. Wouldn’t that be fucking nuts. Just my contribution to this post.
You can read up to 500 words per minute
THIS MADE ME CRY WHAT THE FUCK
I have an android app that does this and let me tell you, reading slashfic at 700wpm is a near-spiritual experience.
I’d use these things all the time if it weren’t for the fact that long, hyphenated, and/or slashed words flash by at the same speed as the single-syllable ones. If there was an easier way to go back a sentence or two to re-read the multi-syllabic/many-worded/foreign-language/scientific-lingo’d(andmaybeevendoingthisstupidthing)word-mashup-monstrosities then that might be okay, but there’s often just a progress bar of the same type used for other video media, which is usually far too small and far too inaccurate to use in such relatively small increments.
Obama will never be half the man nor love America as much as Reagan did.
Obama will never eat as many flags throughout his presidency like Reagan did. Reagan holds the current flag-eating record at 3,463 flags during his presidency. Obama is currently only at 1,072.
Here we see pictured: Reagan in action during one of his flag feedings. This is speculated to be approximately his 560th flag consumed.
I’ve seen this post at least half a dozen times. It only now occurs to me that he’s kissing the flag, not wiping his face on it.
The OP makes so much more sense now.
what if Tom had become the leader of the Animorphs instead
[Whispers somebody should write a fanfiction about this please I am your humble servant it is Jake Jam have mercy please I only realized now how much I need this]
Ask and ye shall receive
“So where did you go last night, Midget?” Tom asked, trying to sound casual. His hand trembled as he slathered butter on his toast.
talk street magic to me
drawing power from the metro lines
illusionists busking illegally, shimmering lights disintegrating as they run
plant mages tending tiny rooftop and windowbox gardens
elementary school kids learning basic sigils on the playground
I’m just like:
"Welcome. I love you. Enjoy yourself.
"Here is every landscape that ever existed on Earth or any other world, and every landscape that could’ve. Here is a geyser field from the early days of the Dekkan eruptions in the late Permian; here is a coral reef full of ancient corals, trilobites and ammonites. Here is a waterfall plunging into a gorge on the continent of Pangea, and a field of flowers that flourished in the Middle Paleozoic.
"Here: would you like to cuddle with a leopard? A manul? A pangolin? A long-extinct eagle with a fifteen-foot wingspan? Here are Smilodon fatalis kittens, and here are fuzzy bumblebees the size of your fists; they will never sting you. How would you like to sit in the midst of a flock of tame birds as they sing?
"Speaking of cats, your cats, all your cats, are waiting to see you again. Perhaps you’d like to be a cat for awhile? They would love to teach you how to cat, maybe leaping at butterflies in that field of flowers I mentioned. Don’t worry, it will not hurt them to be caught.
"Here is music; here you can listen to the song that shaped the Universe into being. Here you can create music with a thought, play any instrument ever conceived, sing in chords, sing in octaves no human has ever reached or even heard. You can listen to the angels sing, or join them.
"Perhaps you’d like to curl up somewhere with a book? Here are the works your Mr. Tolkien has written since his death, and here is some science fiction you’ll love, written by someone who spent her life as a sharecropper and never learned to read. Remember your first time reading your favorite book? How you loved it? Step away from your memory for a moment, and read it for the first time again. Oh, and all those fanfics you loved that were never finished? Here is the rest of them.
"Or maybe you’re tired, after that life of yours, and maybe you want to spend some time in restful sleep, or simply being without a thought. You can be a flower for awhile if you’d like, or simply lie down in a cloud or float in air and bask in the warm golden light.
"Here are your friends who have come before, and here are people you’ve never met but will love. Here are the replicas of Middle-Earth, of the Marvel Comics Universe in all its different iterations, of Cybertron; you can meet the real characters in any iteration of them, canon or fanon, or you can be them.
"Welcome, beloved; all you love is for you."
Kyraneko? When our times have come and the Gates of Heaven are opened to us, I promise I’ll buy you a nice cold/hot one at the bar.