Fourth Of July - Tumblr Posts
America, America
God shed his grace on Thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
no offense but I literally cannot imagine standing in your yard all by yourself and just haphazardly and unceremoniously setting off firecrackers. like how are you not embarrassed and ashamed
More pets go missing around the Fourth of July than any other time of year. If your cat is afraid of fireworks, keep them inside and STAY HOME. Make sure they have cozy places to hide. Play music to help cover the loud noises. Keep windows shut - cats can easily bust through screens if they are scared enough. Draw the curtains to block out flashes of light. Use a calming pheromone diffuser such as feliway if you have one. And if they are up for it, play with them for distraction!
⚘ Billy Hargrove x f!reader
𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
— content warnings: Season 3 spoilers, blood, major character death, ANGST,
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Inspired by: Fourth of July by Sufjan Stevens
Billy.
He was the only thought running though my head as I ran down the broken escalator as fast as I could. My legs burned, but the pain was nothing compared to the burning I felt in my chest at the sight of his limp body on he mall floor.
There was a dark puddle surrounding him, I prayed that it was from whatever beast lay dead next to him, but I knew I couldn't lie to myself forever.
Max' cries got louder as I came closer to Billy's body, she was shaking his shoulder to get him to wake up. But it wasn't working, nothing was working.
Once I reached his body I pulled his head in to my lap, he was so cold, and he only seemed like an empty shell of who he used to be.
I started wailing so hard, my whole body hurt. I felt like I was going to throw up. I wanted to get away from everybody, out of this mall, pretend that this wasn't real, that me and Billy would lay on the hood of his car and look at the stars like we always do.
But I knew I had to stay with him, even if this was going to be goodbye forever, he deserved to have someone at his side if the time came.
When I looked at Billy, he was so pale that I could see his veins. His eyes were open slightly, and I kept staring at them, as if at any minute they might open all the way and everything would be okay.
I held his hand and said, "I love you."
But I wanted to say so much more. I could write a novel about everything he meant to me: the small compliments he gave me every single day, the way he always noticed when I changed my hair, the way he looked at me in a crowd like we were sharing a secret. How was I supposed to get through this, I wondered, when Billy was the person who helped me through everything?
"I-I'm sorry." He barely managed to sputter out, this only made Max sob even louder, her face buries in my neck.
It felt like someone had stabbed me in the chest and they were now twisting the knife to make it hurt even more.
"It's okay," I mustered up a smile, I had to look brave for him, something he had always done for me, I owed it to him now. "We're okay." Hot tears trickled down my face as I looked at him.
His blue eyes were locked with mine. Those beautiful blue eyes that I always loved seeing, but now this may be the last time I ever see them.
He coughed once more, some of the blood getting on to my shirt, seeping through to my skin. Every drop felt like it burned against my skin, creating burns that would scar, leaving me with a reminder of this night forever.
He heaved out a heavy breath, his eyes still on mine, until they weren't.
His chest didn't rise again for another breath, and his eyes were closed. He looked like he was asleep, and that at any moment he would wake up.
But he wasn't.
He was dead.
The boy who was everything to me, was now gone, dead in my arms as I cried, hoping he would open his eyes, tell me this was some sick joke.
But he wouldn't, he would never hold me again.
Tonight on July 4th, 1985, a part of me died with the boy in my arms, the boy who I loved with all my heart.
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Actually we did it this year.
My little brother asked "Is Captain America going to come to our house in the middle of the night?"
I said yeah and he was like "BUT THATS TRESSPASING!!!"
He was also like "Well we'll know if he's real if they're gone tomorrow"
It’s Fourth of July Eve so make sure to leave some milk and cookies out for Captain America
Thinking about it, Cap. America would prolly be the best to use as inspo for makeup on the day we celebrate gaining our independence from Great Britain....
what could i have said to raise you from the dead? oh could i, be the sky, on the fourth of july?
Happy 4 of July!!!!!
(Also I like fireworks)
Happy Fourth of July!
Took me awhile to finish because of the stars :/
The stars are gonna be the death of me lol
happy fourth to all my americans
time for the game that has been a part of most of my life, Is that a gunshot or just a firework?
thankfully i no longer live in the city, just a white ass community in the west so much more likely a firework
Fourth of July Fireworks over Manhattan
Fourth of July Fireworks over Manhattan
this country is going down the fucking shithole
🇺🇸Happy Fourth of July🇺🇸
Featuring my OC’s:
The Punkin headed twins 
(AKA: pumpkin brother and pumpkin sister)
It’s 4th of July. On account of America being a raging dumpster fire I don’t think it should be celebrated right now (an argument could be made that it never should be celebrated honestly). So I am happy to announce that I will be acknowledge today as Steve Rogers birthday and nothing else. Happy birthday Steve!
