Where does the random guy arriving at your house benefit? Are they a roofer and they do this to possibly increase business, or are they just assholes?
Don’t….. fuckin power wash your roof. Don’t let anyone power wash your roof.
Please note that this is a fake quote. Trump is a racist felon of a president that doesn’t care about his voter base, yes, but spreading misinformation will give Republicans leverage to say that Democrats are lying to sabotage his. Not to mention, spreading misinformation for the ‘right’ side isn’t any better than what they’re doing.
https://www.factcheck.org/2015/11/bogus-meme-targets-trump/
he's laughing. he doesn't care about any of you. he's laughing.
The car rumbled steadily underneath his feet as Aren outlined the contingency plan he'd made. Luis peered over his shoulder, scoffing.
"What's this supposed to be again, newbie?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Aren smiled nervously.
"If we hide as civilians along Aster Private-"
Something clattered behind them, and Aren froze, turning around. There was a tense moment of silence.
"We've been hijacked," Luis hissed. "Show yourself!"
A gunshot whistled past Aren's head, and he ducked instinctively. Luis was not so lucky.
"Shit," Aren whispered as Luis collapsed in front of him. He was dead before he hit the floor.
Drabbles for characters' birthdays. They’ll all be lumped onto Ao3 at the end of the month.
Akechi's birthday drabble may be a day late, I am about to collapse.
needed to get this idea out of my nervous system
Just realized I'm probably supposed to blog about me posting a new fic, so...
F/M, Heavily implied Teruhashi Kokomi/Saiki Kusuo
Saiki Kusuo, Saiki Kuriko, Teruhashi Kokomi, Yumehara Chiyo, Nendou Riki, Kaidou Shun
After some complications with scheduling, Kusuo has to take his sister to school with him.
General audiences, no archive warnings, 1/1 chapters, 2,371 words
poem from before the election was decided
Your Bloodied Flag
“Red, white, and blue,”
you holler,
“Stand for America!”
But you must understand,
while you shout and scream
your patriotic lies,
I will not.
I will stand
for the idea of liberty.
I will stand
for the idea of freedom.
I will stand
for the men and women who brought us here.
I will not stand
for America.
I will not stand
for the Rohingya genocide America aided,
for the genocide happening in Palestine that America is funding,
for the Japanese internment camps that America built.
America is not the “superior country.”
It is not the dream that our ancestors worked for,
Nor is it the dream that we are told to follow.
It is a flawed country,
in need of revision,
reconstruction,
and learning.
We need to learn from our past,
our mistakes,
and we need to rectify them.
We need to work as a community,
to erase laws that suppress,
and to build new laws that lift people up
to be the best version of themselves they can be.
This is not an impossible fever dream.
It is the dream our ancestors held.
They dreamt of growth,
of learning,
of kindness,
of liberty,
of understanding.
It is the American dream that I hold in my heart.
No, I will not stand for America.
Not yet.
It's a poem for English class. I'm wondering if I should rewrite it considering recent events bc I'm pretty hopeless rn lol. Hopefully i feel better in the morning and finally get around to writing.