A Goddamnd Stupid Idiot

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[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

make me anxious about anything of your choice

oh goody goody, i’ve been looking for an excuse to post this 

eyeteeth

[thelastofthedilettantes]

*tips vat of extra strength holy water on you* NO GAUDY BAD GAUDY

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

*rabid hissing* would you PLEASE just use the SPRAY BOTTLE like we AGREED 

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i cant believe how easy it is to make art of the amorphous blob that is @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses

[the-memedaddy]

Meirl

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I was ready to sleep until i suddenly started thinking about two things that utterly terrify me: the extinction of humanity with the subsequent death of the universe, and the thought that we’d all be mindless meat bags taken care of robots with no intention of letting us leave our “safe space.” are they both realistically going to happen in my lifetime? no, not really. do they scare the shit out of me regardless? yes. The sheer fear and dread I had in the pit of my stomach was and always will be more than any other terrifying thing i probably ever will see or experience, whether on my own or via other people. Luckily I took my medication so I fell asleep anyway.

Moral of the story is: fuck space and robots

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The Proposal

The sun was beginning to set on a fine day. Sara and Alex were walking up a path on Sunview Hill, a popular spot for exploring tourists or romantic lovebirds for the beautiful sunsets and sunrises. The breeze was fresh and pleasant. The two were wearing casual clothes, with Sara wearing some jeans, a Creek University tee, and a simple blue jacket. Alex, meanwhile, was wearing what they called a “casual suit”, much to the annoyance of their companion.

“Wow, the view up here really is as great as they say,” said Sara, looking at the sunset. Alex smiled in return.

“Well, it wouldn’t be a tourist spot if the view wasn’t nice,” replied Alex as the two of them reached the top of the hill. There were a couple of benches on the top, and there were few other people there that day. A tree lay there, swaying with the breeze. The two of them sat down on a nearby bench and watched the sunset together.

“Today… Today has been great,” sighed Sara, happiness in her voice.

“I’m glad you’re feeling great. For a moment I thought that you were actually disappointed in what we were doing,” joked Alex.

“Oh, come on. You know that I’d always enjoy doing something with you, even if it is extremely boring.”

“Lies. Lies and slander.”

“Oh, you-” retaliated Sara before she ended up chuckling. Alex laughed with her.

“Yes, you know me. Such a joker,” said Alex, smirking.

“Yeah, you totally are,” replied Sara, rolling her eyes. She leaned her head on Alex’s shoulder. Alex looked at her, before speaking up.

“It has been how long since we met? Three, four years?” asked Alex, pondering about the events that led to this all happening.

“Four. It’s been so long, hasn’t it?”

“It has. And to think, two years ago was when our relationship changed.”

“Haha, here you are being nostalgic, I thought you ‘didn’t care about such frivolities!’” teased Sara.

“I always remember the important things, you know that,” asserted Alex, causing Sara to start giggling.

“I know, I know. I’m just joking. But yeah, It’s been a long time.”

“Yes, it has. And along the way, we’ve changed. I’ve changed.”

“Have you?”

“Of course. Everyone changes over time. I just changed more than I expected.”

“Oh? In what way?” asked Sara, sitting up straight while looking at her partner.

“When I was younger, I wanted to be part of law enforcement. I was incredibly focused on that task, to the point I ignored most social activities. I never thought of dating someone else.”

“Really? No parties, no hangouts, nothing?”

“No. It has been four years, and you’re somehow surprised at that,” Alex said, eyeing Sara.

“I mean, I thought you just matured is all! I didn’t think you acted this way ever since you were young!” exclaimed Sara.

“Well, I was. I had friends, but I never talked to them much outside of breaks. Continuing on, my focus on getting my dream job meant that I was often the top of the class, meaning that I often got scholarships and advancements. It got to the point that when I was 19, I had graduated from the academy and became an officer of the law.”

“Wow, you were really young. I was still in junior high back then.”

“It isn’t my fault you’re so young,” retorted Alex, prompting Sara to elbow them. Alex chuckled, before continuing.

“Anyway, I was just as ruthless back then as I was four years ago. I believed in strong law enforcement to punish dissenters and that criminals should be locked up. I was less harsh on children or less serious crimes, like loitering, although I did give a stern talking to them. This I was very efficient, to the point that I got the attention of the government. They needed people like me for something I am sure you are already aware of.”

“The Anti-Magic Agency.”

“Right. I was loyal to my country, and from what I had heard, mages were akin to terrorists. I vowed to lock up every single mage and to prevent those who realized they were one from following the path of others, to live a normal life. And I am sure it would have been that way forever if you didn’t end up in my life.”

“Huh? Why me? You made the choice yourself to stop attacking them.”

“Due to events that were set in motion because you bumped into me. Because of you, I sought to purge all corruption within the A.M.A, helped in freeing Creek from oppressed tyranny by my own co-worker, supported abolishing the law that made mages illegal, and rethought my worldview. In just two years from then, before we started dating, I began to believe in caring for the rights of others, in that people deserve a second chance. All because you popped into my life,” said Alex, smiling at Sara, who was busy blushing.

“Oh, jeez, well… I’m flattered, I guess,” stammered Sara, beginning to understand her influence on her lover’s ideals. Alex stood up.

“That’s why I love you, Sara. Your ideals, your passions, your talents. You changed me and the state. I have to thank you for that,” said Alex with a somewhat somber tone, watching the sunset, smiling.

“...Wait, what’s going on?” asked Sara, focusing on how Alex sounded than what they said.

“Nothing, I’m just merely reminiscing on everything that has happened in my life, now that I’m moving on to the next part, so to speak.”

“Wait, ‘next part?’ Are you leaving? Are you sick? What’s gonna happen?” pleaded Sara, causing Alex to laugh a bit.

“Sara, don’t worry, nothing terrible is going to happen,” said Alex, turning around to face Sara, who was looking confused.

“Then what’s happening?” asked Sara, causing Alex to sigh.

“Sara, you are the light of my life and have changed my life for the better. Together, we have been through so much and I hope we go through much more together. I wish to spend eternity with you,” said Alex, getting down on one knee and bringing out a diamond ring, “that is why I want to ask you: will you marry me?”

“Alex, I…” responded Sara, who was going through so many feelings. Confusion, surprise, joy… Along with it, countless thoughts raced through her head as she tried to process what was happening.

“I understand it is all a bit sudden, so I don’t expect an answer right away-” said Alex, right before being surprised by a hug from her lover.

“Of course I would marry you!” exclaimed Sara, tears in her eyes. “Why wouldn’t I?”

Alex was taken aback, but quickly regained composure and hugged Sara back. The two stayed like this for what seemed like hours. When they stopped, they simply smiled at each other.

“Well, I believe we should head back now. It’s getting late,” said Alex, noticing the twilight hours creep in.

“Right. Let’s go home,” replied Sara, now wearing the engagement ring. The two held hands as they walked down the hill, eager for the future.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

you know what is such a nice word? sepulchral. it is just such a pleasing word to pronounce. very soft and smooth. 

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

it’s just super soothing to say

[a-very-large-pile-of-hats]

fine i’ll bite. what does selpulchral mean?

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

of or relating to the tomb; gloomy, dismal. 

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So is sepulchral a word with a lot of pulchritude?

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

cereal should be the same temperature as the milk, actually 

[complains-about-everything]

Counterpoint: cereal is yucky and gross, rice for life

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Dad recently got on my case for apparently forgetting something he never told me. Feel like shit right now.

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

Real talk I hate modern interior design. I loathe it. I detest it in the personal vindictive way typically reserved for middle school bullies and extended family members who vote republican. Modern furniture design is grotesque, and not in the fun freaky way I respect. It is disgusting. It is morally indefensible. It has no back support, provides no comfort, no joy, no cushion for my tush or my spine. Minimalism does not exist for you, it in fact resents your very presence and the fact of your birth. These worthless sticks of chrome and pleather furniture are shaped solely to stroke the slimy egoes of fool designers & capitalists & hipster-cum-sports bars that charge $12 for an appetizer. Such morally defunct furnishings are for observation and corporate office waiting room decoration only, their raison d'etre is stubbed toes and back pain, they exist to punish you for having the needs of flesh, how dare you mistake them for friends

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this but with modern art

[amavris]

“Badr al-Dine. Badr is moon, it means something like moon of faithfulness”

“When I see a full moon, it’s like he’s telling me not to look back or feel sad about things”

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My home isnt on the moon though