StaplerEater

Hello and welcome! This is basically where I’m gonna post longer versions of works that I have posted on snipfic, and other short stories/poems! You can use whichever pronoun to address me (I don’t really mind)! I mainly write sci-fi and historical fiction, but also some realism :) Bye :D

[clorox-eater]

I don’t really have time to make full illustrations rn cuz of school but here’s a doodle

[staplereater0194]

War

Bullets, guns, bombs, grenades. God, how much longer could we keep living like this?

Soot constantly on our faces, our feet constantly in trenches, the rats running around us, taunting us with freedom we don’t have.

The mud seeps through our shoes and pants as we kneel to aim. The sound echoes as we fire.

Each gun is a symbol of our depravity. Each bullet a show of our lost choices, fights, promises, and lives.

What has this world come to?

Why do we resort to this filth?

Why are we the victims of the shallowness of our nation?

I look at my comrades and no pride fills me, only pity.

We’re such poor souls, aren’t we? Tortured and depraved.

I steady my gun again, any remorse failing me, anything but disappointment leaves.

I shoot.

And shoot.

And shoot.

The shells clatter beside me, I don’t care. I keep shooting.

I see my comrades get sniped, I see them get slaughtered.

I don’t bat an eye.

I am too devoid of anything to care about the extent of this bloodshed.

I’ve been here for too damn long for that thought to even cross my mind.

The days go by in the same sickening loop.

Each day we shells of humans walk into the battleground and we face each other in this bloody game we call a war.

But a war implies a victor.

Who’s the victor in a game full of the soulless?

Who wins when everyone has lost?

They say we fight for our nation, for our families. But none of us fight for a reason anymore.

We fight for our one shot at survival, except we’re already as good as dead.

[ukumiii]

more ada Chuuya and Ranpo interaction

[pleucas]

irresponsible illegal getaway drive

[cometjuice]

this was supposed to be a doodle, but it got away from me

anyways WHA solangelo AU, i want to do more

[staplereater0194]

Dear younger me,

I hate you, I will always hate you. That is the cold hard truth. 

I will never sugarcoat the facts for you, and I know you’d grant me the same grace.

I hate you in the way I hate a messy room, or a thorned rose.

I hate you in the way I hate a cartoon villain.

I hate you in the way you hate me. 

I’m aware that you do, there’s no need to hide it, for it is only me. You need not worry about hurting my feelings. 

My feelings could never be affected by the likes of you. 

Or maybe, they already have. I suppose we’ll never know. 

But, what I do know, is that you love you, and I love me. 

In the sweet moments of silence. 

In the moments where creativity thrums in our veins,

Where passion sits just below the surface,

Where our hands can’t stop moving. 

I love me like the way I love a tight single crochet or a freshly made cheesecake.

I love me in the way I love a finished draft or a new set of earrings.

I love me in the way you love you. 

You love you in the way you love watching anime or the way you love line art.

You love you in the way you love your friends and moments of quiet.

You love you the same way I love me.

And you love you because I love me. 

It’s easier for the both of us to blame our hate on each other. It always will be. 

It sounds like a cycle of neverending darkness, but believe me, it is not. 

The hate is alike to the love in ways you could’ve never imagined.

The hate shaped you, built you, taught you to revel in those moments of silence. 

Those moments of peace.

Those moments of quiet.

Those moments of warmth.

Those moments of sweetness.

Those moments of pure ecstasy. 

Every moment that you have a smile on your face, and every moment I have a smile on mine.

Love isn’t weak. Hate isn’t strong.

They’re equals in this game we play, and neither are wrong. 

So, younger me, hate me all you want.

And so will I.

Love, older you. 

[staplereater0194]

I made an (fan) english adaptation of Helium by Enhypen :)

You’re my life, you are my love, you’re the air that keeps me high

Yeah it’s beautiful, your love is helium 

Every time I breathe you in, yeah, I feel I can fly

I will never stop, your love is helium (helium)

I’ll spew a hundred lies (oh) 

But you are my truth (Know that I mean it)

You turn me upside down

No gravity 

Don’t believe me now, but I’ll prove it soon

Just give me some more time (that’s right) 

It might sound romantic, but it ain’t magic 

Without you my heart is in the clouds (oh, oh)

Fuel my love, light me up, ‘fore we met, I felt dead

Breathe you in, and now I’m alive (helium)

You’re my life, you are my love, you’re the air that keeps me high

Yeah it’s beautiful, your love is helium 

Every time I breathe you in, yeah, I feel like I can fly

I will never stop, your love is helium (helium)

Every single time that I see your smile,

I feel my blood rush–how incredible

Each and every glance stirs up chemicals,

Chemicals, ah, you got me feelin’ 

The moment that we met, yeah, I felt myself break

I’m the flame you’re the bomb, oh, the bomb bomb

You’re my first and the last, my heart’s ‘bout to burst 

I’m in danger now, I can’t take this out

Fuel my love, light me up, ‘fore we met, I felt dead

Breathe you in, and now I’m alive 

You’re my life, you are my love, you’re the air that keeps me high

Yeah it’s beautiful, your love is helium 

Every time I breathe you in, yeah, I feel like I can fly

I will never stop, your love is helium (helium)

Don’t stop, the end is, no–where closer

Pressure’s rising, keep on burning, stay with me, right now

Let’s rock (let’s rock), I’ll always need you, breathe in (breathe in)

Love’s too hot and we can’t control it, it’s a–

Don’t stop, the end is, no–where closer

Closest to heaven, now you’re in my heart 

Let’s rock, I’ll always need you, breathe in (oh, oh) 

Love’s too hot and we can’t control it 

You’re my life, you are my love, you’re the air that keeps me high

Yeah it’s beautiful, your love is helium 

Every time I breathe you in, yeah, I feel like I can fly

I will never stop, your love is helium (helium)

Oh, oh, oh (hey, hey) 

Your love is helium (helium)

Oh, oh, oh, (keep it up)

Your love is helium (helium)

[literally-biscuit]

actually I’m so sorry Jason Grace for not seeing how fucking goated you were before. a tall built blond gentle child-soldier guy who doesn’t really belong anywhere, makes it his purpose in life that no one is forgotten, and was RAISED BY WOLVES?? I’m sorry I said you were boring Jason.

[astro-can]

Annabeth

[swxnraii]

I LOVE GAANG SMM!! And yes, Suki is part of gaang. I can’t stand the suki under representation. I love my queen sm. ALL CREDITS TO THE ARTIST!! @schwesterchiz in Insta

[0bscvr1ty]

shapes and colorsss

[itsis0k]

Nico something something i dont want to work yay

[nicothespy]

oomf broufht up the concept of nico di angelo being afraid of flowers bc of the dandelion incident ™ and its so funny to me i had to draw it

[tinstol]

Asexuals and aromantic should be allowed to discuss how society is hyper focused on sex and romance to people’s detriment without being accused of being homophobic

[sanyamoloko]

the son of hades will be crowned in blood

[garbagegutzz]

No you don't understand.

Will is a Wolf in Sheep's clothing

And Nico is a Sheep in Wolfs clothing

[mardyart]

mid/late 20s are made to rediscover your passions from when you were like 10 so nico di angelo it is

[manosdvelin]

old fanart 🥱