I'm Not The Best At Singing. But I'm Gonna Sing Anyway Dude. I'm Not The Best At Painting. But I'm Still

Riddle: Waves of greetings and goodbyes

Irreverence for all; desire or need. We often squabble for and ever heed, the inevitable- possessives plead, regardless it chokes: forever it lead;

Causes and caused all until "The end", you lose?- it lend, like enemy and friend, your abuser it rend and later it mend. The rules you bend, just follow a trend, Forever you fend, press buttons to vend, you attend; descend as entropy wend.

It can never know you, but you know it? Right?.. (not rhetorical)

The other day I came up with this extremely derpy idea and chuckled to myself, so now it's an extremely derpy comic

There I lie

Within your skin

Within your soul

Which starts to dim

I feed on you

My soul grows strong

While I trick you into thinking

There's nothing wrong

I laugh when you cry

I nourish in your fears

I become alive within you

And learn because I'm near

As time approaches,

Our time to switch

For you to hide, while I get to love

For I am you, and you are I

So, thank you for your mind

Your body and your soul,

I find it very helpful

As you find it time to go

It feels criminal how little of a fandom this webtoon has. It has taken my world by storm. I am obsessed. I have so many theories, and I have done so much analysis on the characters and the story. It actually got me writing (I don't write narratives, this is the first in like 6 years, longer if we're talking not assigned), I did not forsee that happening. Anyways, go read Post Harbor, and hmu if you want to talk about it. I would love to hear your takes.

The days

By sun.after.winter

There is no memory of my creation, 

the days are stagnant and infrequent. 

I've been here forever, or perhaps I was made yesterday? 

Time has no relevance.

 Today, I fall.

 Nothing more, nothing less, 

crashing towards the ground as time seems to stop

i keep thinking about how it feels as if we have developed ourselves an obsession with "healing" these days – and a friend said something that really stuck in my head – "if you're part of a community where you're always trying to heal, then that means that you always need to be sick". like i think that we're all taking this ideal of healing too far saying that everybody needs therapy all the time and resetting your gut biome or surrounding yourself with positive energy or whatever it is that you can come up with. you're always focusing on something that is "wrong" and that needs to be eliminated, after which everything will be okay again. it all sounds like just another way of maintaining an illusion of control over your life and i don't think it's doing us any good

My car lurches wildly into the parking lot and I abandon it, still running, at the curb, ignoring the guard who calls after me: “Hey! You can’t leave this here.”

I race into the hospital. A flock of bedraggled “get well soon” balloons bob wildly behind me.

I stop at the desk and startle the poor clerk there. “Where?!” I gasp.

I rush off before he can tell me. I know in my heart where my destination is.

As I near the end of the hall I am greeted by a whole crowd of anxious mourners and well-wishers, all bearing tokens of affection; flowers, cards, teddy bears. Our balloons join into one giant, grieving stormcloud.

“Any news?” I ask the nearest person. And they shake their head sadly.

“We can only wait now,” they say. And though we have never met before, we squeeze hands.

All of us hope for the swift recovery of our beloved AO3.

Does gen as a ao3 tag not mean 'there are no ships here'? I keep seeing ships under the gen tag, wondering if my understanding is off. Are there other tags that would be more appropriate for fics without slashes?