Are you doing okay? We missed you at the devil's sacrament. He mentioned you by name. Everyone was looking around and cheering until we realized you weren't there. If you need to talk I'm always here. At the aforementioned devil's sacrament.
we're not kids anymore.
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Are you doing okay? We missed you at the devil's sacrament. He mentioned you by name. Everyone was looking around and cheering until we realized you weren't there. If you need to talk I'm always here. At the aforementioned devil's sacrament.
rio joined the neighborhood facebook group.
this was her first mistake.
the second was answering a post titled mysterious humming noise near maple street—spiritual or electrical?
“i’m running diagnostics,” she told agatha.
“you’re spreading chaos,” agatha said without looking up.
“same output, different phrasing.”
———
rio spent the evening walking around the block with a portable decibel meter and a headlamp.
neighbors peeked out through blinds.
someone asked if she was from the city.
“no,” she said, “but i contain multitudes.”
agatha followed five steps behind, carrying her tea like she was chaperoning the world’s worst field trip.
“you’re going to get us on a watchlist,” she muttered.
“already am,” rio said.
———
the next morning, the facebook group had a new post:
UPDATE: the humming stopped briefly at 11:42 p.m. after a woman yelled ‘show yourself coward’ into a storm drain.
agatha held up her phone.
“this you?”
rio squinted. “could be anyone.”
“they attached a photo.”
“okay, that’s misleading. i was addressing the infrastructure, not the void.”
———
by the weekend, rio had somehow become the group’s unofficial moderator.
she made a poll titled is it hauntings or capitalism and pinned it.
it had seventy-four votes. fifty-three for capitalism.
“you’ve turned conspiracy into community service,” agatha said.
“thank you.”
“that wasn’t—”
“thank you,” rio repeated.
———
two days later, agatha logged onto the group out of morbid curiosity.
rio had started a thread: seeking volunteers for controlled humming replication experiment.
there were twelve responses.
agatha commented: i live with her. please stop encouraging this.
rio replied: data transparency, babe.
———
that night, the hum returned—soft, low, like a held note.
rio sat up in bed, triumphant.
“hear that? confirmation.”
“of what?”
“the persistence of mystery.”
agatha rolled over. “you’re impossible.”
“and yet beloved.”
“debatable.”
“measurable,” rio said, grinning into the dark.
⋆˖⁺‧₊☽ Fic Rec Monday ☾₊‧⁺˖⋆
Shatter Your Illusions by cozmicblues
Synopsis: Late 90s strangers-to-lovers fic where Agatha meets Rio at a dive bar after connecting in an AOL chat room.
All things considered, Agatha’s sex life had been pretty bleak since her last real relationship turned sour. Which is how she found herself creating a new AOL account. And joining a local bdsm chat room. And writing very explicit directions in her away message. AIM AWAY MESSAGE: Dyke seeking EXPERIENCED shibari play partner. If you’re strapping and know how to tie, introduce yourself for a compatibility quiz.
A lot of text under the cut for those who are brave at heart and willing to dedicate their time to reading.
(via @mynameisntdave/Lannisterberg)
They think she has a great shot to win- Indiana native, supremely qualified, and she wrote that she wanted to be governor in her kindergarten dream journal. Just makes sense.
#and this whole relationship was just the two of them giving each other things #opening their hands and saying: here are your dreams you should have them #sometimes their dream was each other #and sometimes it was other things #but they always always always wanted for each other #and gave of themselves accordingly (via andthenisay)
It’s even cooler when you stand back and squint your eyes.
Or take your glasses off
or take your glasses off
NO SERIOUSLY I TOOK MY GLASSES OFF AND OMFG IT WORKED THAT WAS AMAZING
It looks like he is wearing sunglasses.
van legogh
I love when my blindness is a feature, not a bug. That is amazing without my glasses!
Cracked (Kevin Russell) | ikwt
Tru
“Amy Poehler loses Best Lead Actress Emmy, but wins at life”