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bandana-enthusiast · 9 months
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today i learned what the phrase “canary in a coal mine” actually means 😁👍 (i am sobbing)
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thesummerrtriangle · 7 months
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anybody want to come with me?
extra, screenshots of the reviews of the place which are hilarious:
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I almost forgot you
I almost forgot the few sparse memories I have
And this amnesia I didn’t request
Taking from me what I had
As barren as the land may be
I had
Something.
But I wouldn’t let them burn the field
Of wheat and rye and barley
And you
And while I never knew what exactly had happened
I still remembered
You
And all of the memories
As few and far between as they were
Like the faint smell of vanilla on a breeze
I remembered
It lingered like smoke before dissipating
And I’m left
Missing someone
Who left barely a mark
One blooming shoot of golden wheat.
But the residue from a human’s fingerprints
Always imprint upon that wretched muscle in my chest cavity
I forgot it was there
But I will never
Forget
You.
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Steve pretending everything's fine and that he doesn't miss Eddie and then one day someone points out a vest that's just lying in his room and he's like "oh yeah. that's, uh, Eddie's vest." and he's trying his best not to cry because all he can think about is Eddie's smile and his laugh and the fact that he couldn't save him-
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tiwtdafs · 2 years
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good news y’all i found a bag of goldfish
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feefal · 1 month
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Baked with love, doomed for compost :’(
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bardofavon · 1 month
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not to be controversial bc I know this is like…not in line with shifting opinions on fanfic comment culture but if there’s a glaring typo in my work I will NOT be offended by pointing it out. if ao3 fucks up the formatting…I will also not be offended by having this pointed out…
‘looking forward to the next update’ and ‘I hope you update soon!’ are different vibes than a demand, and should be read in good faith because a reader is finding their way to tell you how much they love it. I will not be mad at this.
‘I don’t usually like this ship but this fic made me feel something’ is also incredibly high praise. I’m not going to get mad at this.
even ‘I love this fic but I’m curious about why you made [x] choice’ is just another way a reader is engaging in and putting thought into your work.
I just feel like a lot of authors take any comment that’s not perfectly articulated glowing praise in the exact manner they’re hoping to receive it in bad faith.
fic engagement has been dropping across the board over the last several years, and yes it’s frustrating but it isn’t as though I can’t see how it happens. comment anxiety can be a real thing. the last thing anyone wants to do is offend an author they love, and that means sometimes people default to silence.
idk where I’m going with this I guess aside from saying unless a comment is outright attacking me I’m never going to get mad at it, and I think a lot of authors should feel the same way. ESPECIALLY TYPOS PLZ GOD POINT OUT MY TYPOS.
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oneguardian15 · 2 months
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thinking about my best friend. she stopped talking to me a few months ago after being offish for about a year. I miss her
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Hiya, 'blrs. Been a minute. Anyway, here's a poem. No witty repertoire rn as I'm working but yeah...
Sea birds by Johannes Winston Wiley
Seabirds don't know no cold,
That intemperate weather.
They strut and step in time about the sand.
Sea birds don't know no cold,
With warm ruffled feather,
As they strut and step on hand in hand.
Sea birds don't know no cold,
The hellish biting frost of morning's touch,
As the wade about the shoal and sand and tide.
Sea birds don't know the cold I know.
They strut and march amidst the ravages of man,
As knee deep in trash as sand.
And I watch them old sea birds strutting about as if life is passing them by.
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nkogneatho · 3 months
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Toji has never once shown his vulnerability towards the scar he has on his lips. He never even talks about them. But you know he is somewhere insecure about it when he stops and stares in the mirror while shaving, green eyes scanning the scar. Or when he purposely rests the right side of his face in his hand so the palm hides it. He thought he was being subtle with it, but you noticed. You noticed how deep down he was scared to even talk about it, let alone wear it with pride. That scar was a nightmare and he hated how it was visible to him, to everyone in the most obvious place.
"Toji?" you cooed from behind, walking into the hall while he was watching TV.
"Yes, baby?"
"I bought a new gloss, and i want to test if it's transfer proof."
"Don't know what that is but c'mere, lovie. Sit on my lap while you do it." You smiled and plopped yourself on his laps. Before he could finally look at you, you pressed your tinted glossy lips at the end of his lips where the scar settled.
he tried opening his lips to catch yours but you didn't really kiss his lips. he was so confused why you were pecking one spot.
*one peck. two peck. three peck. smooches tightly*
"D'ya know? I love this." You ran your thumb over the skin. "It makes me realize how strong you are, Toji. Sooo strong. Please don't hide it. It makes you look more handsome." He couldn't form words. The sudden love bomb opened a can of bad memories. Yet, oddly, he was comforted by your words. For a man so big, he was still weak over you and your love. Because you determined his vulnerability. Which is why your relationship was perfect. He is not the kind of man to be vocal about his issues but you read him like an open book. You understand him before he even has to spell it out.
Toji rested his forehead against yours, inhaling and exhaling with his eyes closed. God. He feels so in love, it kills him. What would he do without you? Everyone picked his flesh till it was just his heart exposed in the dirt, still struggling to beat. But you found it. Not to pick anymore flesh(there was none left). But to rip open your ribs and keep that heart locked in you forever. Safe and sound.
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ribbittrobbit · 2 months
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these kids are incredibly stressed out
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hrokkall · 5 months
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"Sad Cat Poem" by Spencer Madsen
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druidgroves · 9 months
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the baldur's gate 3 experience when you accidentally trigger an unintentional romance because you thought you were just being a really supportive friend
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fangirlsurpreme · 22 days
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Do you guys ever think,
when Percy dies, Grover will die at the same time. But unlike the others, they'll never be reunited in Elysium because Grover's a satyr who never get into Elysium, they turn into a tree.
And, if Annabeth is outlives Percy, she won't just grieve the love of her life but one of her best friends as well, one of the first people who believed in her, outside of luke and thalia.
One more thing, When Percy dies at least Annabeth will know she gets to see him again in Elysium but she'll also have to live with the knowledge that she'll never see Grover again even in death.
And if you don't want to think abt this, then:
Then don't think about her throwing away the collection of tin cans she and Percy probably kept for Grover.
Don't think about her using something from a tin can and thinking "I'll save this for Grover" and then realizing she'll never get to give it to him.
Don't think about her never being able to eat blue food or enchiladas again.
Don't think about her and Juniper holding each other and crying.
Don't think about Juniper momentarily hating Annabeth for getting to see her husband after she dies before forgetting all about her anger because they both lost their loves, damn it!
Don't think about Annabeth "Always Six Foot Ahead" Chase knowing death is approaching and making a list of what she wants to be burnt with so that she can give them to everyone who she has ever cared about. Adding "Tin Cans and Enchiladas" in the list before breaking down again.
Don't think abt Percy reaching Elysium, being greeted by all of his friends, looking around for grover before registering why he wasn't there.
Don't think about him mourning his best friend, his brother even when in Eternal Paradise.
Don't think about it.
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dormatheus · 1 month
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Later the lamb would just think that the real thing is nicer than the gaunlet idk
I gave up so fast holy shit
-💊
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yuyonyu · 7 months
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“What happened to arresting me, detective?!
I thought you were gonna show me the light…!”
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