#borerline

[barid-bel-medar]

Ff7 au- Cloud and Zack both get wings as well but Cloud hides his

Oooo. Also this exists in an AU where Zack somehow survived.

Zack almost finds it funny that he has two white wings, kinda like Angeal, but his are symmetrical, rather than asymmetrical like Angeal’s (aka his are on opposite shoulders unlike all of the other Firsts). In part he’s unwilling to hide his because they remind him of Angeal.

Cloud kind of hates that his wings look like bat wings, look like the sort of wings you’d expect a monster to have. Tifa frequently tries to argue with him that they look more like dragon wings, the sort you’d see on the Nibel dragons, but Cloud points out that doesn’t make them any better.

Ironically enough, people would feel more comfortable with Cloud’s bat/dragon-esque wings than Zack’s wings, since so many people can only see Sephiroth’s black one wing even when staring at two white.

Sephiroth upon his most recent resurrection is rather bemused by Zack’s wings, and refuses to believe Cloud doesn’t have wings. He is immensely satisfied to be proven right in that Cloud does have wings, but extremely mystified why his wings look nothing like Sephiroth’s wing, which he also finds personally offensive.

So turns out Cloud’s wings are the result of a little something called Claudia had quite a few things she should have told Cloud about his Da. Namely, that his Da was less human and more a dragon capable of taking human form. For once Cloud’s weirdness has nothing to do with Sephiroth or Jenova. Sephiroth is highly offended.

[ausgangssperre]

Liebe ist nur ein Wort, bis jemand kommt und ihm eine Bedeutung gibt...

[lostborderline]

My Poetry is an Outcast

It seems that no matter how hard I try I am never up to your level, as if A simple feature of mine is holding you back

The greenhouse that harbors your poetry of sticky wildflowers, Villainous winters, & carefree summers being carefully nurtured, whereas

The barbwire that almost ceases to pack in my thoughts written in blood, Stored galaxies away, far from this realm I suppose it is not socially acceptable to spill your disputes on paper, Let alone, Mine

Broken rhymes & Endless lines

My voice is cracking, becoming More rapid, & emotional as I speak my heart Line by line

While

The calm & gentle breeze of your soft tones Express your neverending happiness for what is seen, But never thought,

Sunflowers gazing across orchards & apples shining In the heat of the country sun, warming your back that Sits against that goddamned tree of yours

I have as many problems as there are stars, & for every black hole of joy, there a star explodes Approximately 4,785,234 thoughts rushing past my Consciousness as I continue on with this blasted poem I write them down

I feel as if I am a loner With everything I do, Every goddamn poet never varies,

The monotonous soft voice co-piloting With a simple sleep-worthy subject Sickens me, There is no depth, it's a hollow Feeling

A thousand goddamned poems I've treacherously inked upon my body For the world to see is turned away, With every bone I break for these Experiences I speak about, I am thought of as weird, & strange

I am not a poet. Nor am I an artist.

I don't possess that dastardly calm Mentality of yours, What I do possess, are a snake's tongue & the memory of an elephant, Never forgetting each and every scar Involuntarily Implanted into my brain

I possess emptiness, & the will to stop Caring, or... It's already been done Unapologetic words I sprinkle In your direction, simply To get my point across

That you, are a poet

Poet: /ˈpōət/ Noun. A hollow, yet shallow person entertaining millions with the words generated by another mindless idiot whom receives inspiration from A goddamn flower, or an autumn's breeze, these poets generally Lack interesting topics & originality

If this is what a poet is, then I shall repeat myself:

I am not a poet.

[getusedtoitsover]

Over a week into this new year, and she’s already off to a rotten start :) :) :) :) 

Fp has only talked to me ONCE this entire year, whereas she talked to me almost every single day the last three weeks of December. But let’s be real, she only did that because she wanted something. Now that I won’t give it to her, she doesn’t want anything to do with me :) :) :)

[gaygirlhere-blog]

[the-blackalpha-blog]

"L’unico sbaglio che puoi fare è vergognarti di sbagliare."

-LowLow

[bpd-is-killing-me]

Tbpdfw; your posts get no notes and the lack of attention and validation cripples youuu

[ausgangssperre]

Es ist jetzt leider anders mit uns als ich dachte wie es sein würde