rip my poor soul

is it corny to write a beta appreciation post? i don’t think people who don’t write fic understand how essential betas are. the ones who inadvertently become your go to person that you whine about your stories to, the ones who read over your fic even though it’s not their fandom or their type of story. the ones who give you tough love and tell you when shit needs to be fixed. the ones who know when to be kind and pretend like it’s perfectly normal to have a shitton of unfinished sentences in your edited drafts. the ones who aren’t fluent but still catch grammar mistakes and typos. just in general, all the betas out there, inadvertent or not. if you’ve ever looked over someone’s story for them or listened to someone trying to figure out how to write themselves out of a corner. your contributions are endlessly valuable and fandom would not be the same without you.

I CAN’T BELIEVE I MISSED THIS GOLDEN SHINKANE MOMENT ALL THIS TIME

DID YOU SEE

THAT KOUGAMI JUST AUTOMATICALLY STOOD IN FRONT OF AKANE

PROTECTIVELY

SO IF THE TRUCK THAT MAKISHIMA DROVE HIT THEM KOUGAMI WILL BE THE ONE WHO GET MOST OF THE DAMAGE INSTEAD OF AKANE

THIS OTP WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME I SWEAR

i was waiting in line on starbucks today and accidentally bumped this really cute girl with short curly hair and a motorbike jacket, she put her hand on my arm and said sorry with a smile, and i’m pretty sure she noticed me checking her out later bc we locked eyes for a sec but i couldn’t do anything bc i was with a friend i’m not out to. i’m literally grieving she was so nice and pretty, rip my poor sapphic soul.

If they put Klaus his birthday scene in TVV, I will pause that show, walk outside across my home to enter the church and I wil PRAY FOR MY SOUL
Because I could not cope with that scene in the book and I sure as fudge can not cope if that scene will be acted out. My poor heart and soul will be ripped in pieces. Please let that scene be in there!

an anthem with no notes

my mind doesnt wrinkle
memory creases, it draws
lines in the sand,
creates trenches with machine
gun nests, M67 fragmentation
cannons and disassociated
geneva treaty genetic
twisted gasp gas cloud shells

my heart riots in capitol
streets against corrupt
officials, against laws,
regulations that would
imprison every beat
in a cell without a key,
cloaked figures in night
vehicles with no lights
lead by infrared laser
drones painting hidden
hospitals and underground
classrooms

my soul tatters in the wind,
birthed from utopian philosophics,
now overly rhetoricised by
thousand dollar ties, commercialized
in the interests of false flag
preservations, instead of pledged
dreams and ideals that don’t need
sleep to realize or degrees to grasp

manic cluster bunker buster
sorties and sabotage special forces,
depressed bugle taps for lost
sister and brother soldiers,
new frontlines in the sands
of time with the cyclical automatic
fire stalemates, victory only meaning
a seven letter prayer at night

college to middle age flamed
bottle fawkes masks,
baclava laser sight ak organic
numbered, but unnamed machine
strike teams slice screams into
past curfew stories children whisper,
flipped cop cars, flower grenades planted
in the turrets of tanks beg for release

the flag remains basking in the
sunlight of tomorrow, bulletholes
scar the colors as they bleed anthems
of freedom, of love, of healing
singed by midnight red rockets,
money can’t buy smiles unless
the smiles are the ones making money,
my poor soul flies on, unwilling
to be ripped by the winds of defeat

the war rages
the city revolts
&
the flag in the middle

refuses to die

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get to know me meme: [2/5] male characters –> peter parker, the amazing spider-man 1 & 2.

“You wanna know what it is I love about being Spider-man? Everything.”

I had two furbies.  One was a black one in a wizard outfit and the other was white.  One day, the wizard furby started making incredibly violent retching and static noises in mid-sentence, closed his eyes and never opened them again.  A furby stroke if you will.  RIP Domo you poor soul.  As for the white one?  My parents moved him up to the attic and I haven’t seen him since.  Also, one of our kitchen knives has gone missing.  Coincidence?

Chanyeol sending dirty messages to you and accidentally sending one to Junmyeon