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Another from the pit of Tumblr. This was my first time experimenting with gradients as text background, as well as sometrhing short and snappy.   

As a divine entity with a limitless cosmic power to alter anything at will, I would like to state that while omnipotent, I am not Omnipresent.  Here, we have two such victims of that particular draw back of mine.  Taylor and Scott. I spied them in my bar having a “bro night” after a long week at work. I could tell they both had earned from the tired look in the way they slumped their shoulders.  But I also saw more. My power of empathy, reading their deeper subconscious thoughts. I found. Repression, while I didn’t have the entire picture I knew that there was a “more than friends thing”  So I wiggled my fingers at them and enchanted them with what I call “The Idealisation Curse” something that would turn them both into an ideal lover for the other. In previous instances of this particular enchantment I’d been able to turn two besty sorority girls into a jock and bimbo. And with Taylor and Scott I had no reason to suspect that by the end of the night they would feed ...

Daniel Webster stared in the mirror feeling a sense of discomfort and dread. Shirtless he pressed a hand along the cold smooth silvered glass, watching as his reflected image stared back, matching his concerned look. As he’d worked something felt..off, a sagging every so often would trip him up at work, he felt hot and sticky, but his body no longer produced sweat. Every once in a while he had ran his hand through his hair...it felt..fake..almost wig like in it’s nature. It had been hours since then and the small signs of something wrong only grew. He felt...trapped. His clothes which were new...felt less direct to his skin, and more like they were layered. Which is what lead him here. Standing in front of a mirror, trying to find..it. The problem. And then something caught his eye...his eyes. Slowly he leaned in staring, he leaned back as a millionthoughts rushed through is mind as he stumbled across the floor to the bathroom. He held out his eye lids with his left index and t...