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Moon 12: Wingstep ;___; You did good; have a long rest old bird <3
#clangen#wingstep#cedarpaw#pansybloom#whorlstar#myrtleflower#dropletsplash#moorsnow#i knew it would come but i felt so upset when the moon turned...#/death#story
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What if we were trapped in a time loop and we could never escape?
{enjoying my little theory and wanted to make a quick doodle, warning for blood and death}
#sin talks#sin doodles#sebastian pressure#sebastian solace#pressure roblox#Roblox pressure#robloxsona#/blood#/death
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son of the grim reaper: PROLOGUE
previous / beginning / next
it is said life flashes before your eyes before you die.
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olive: grim!
olive: sorry i mistook you for someone i knew.
ichabod: wait! are you looking for the grim reaper? I might be able to help you with that.
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gif 22.
olive: when i found you... it was too late. i only had days left, and you barely recognized me. i wish i had said something to you that day... because all i wanted to say, i am sorry. love, your mom.
#sotgr#ts4 story#ts2 to ts4#2t4#/gif#/gif warning#gif#gif warning#strangetown#olive specter#willow nigmos#peponi muenda#lerato muenda#earl e. demise#hugh thanasia#rigger mortis#grim reaper#ichabod specter#nervous subject#nyon specter#ophelia nigmos#creon nigmos#i wanted to bring in more of the ravenwood townies#but they will play a bigger role later#/death#/death mention
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covid exposure again and i love spending time with my sisters kids but it's very frustrating when this happens every time, I've got health issues and I literally lost my year old nephew due to complications from Covid 2 years ago.
its like nobody cares anymore and im just trying to get to the point where i can exist again
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nikodemus' immortality was achieved in phases. he became functionally immortal at age 17 after the krilneian massacre and mass reaping of hundreds of souls, which provided power for full reanimation after each death suffered henceforth. but that didn't stave off the progression of his natural life cycle. it only spared him the consequences of death, not time. he would go on to achieve full immortality 11 years and multiple tinkerings with the gift later when one of his resurrections not only returned him to full health but erased any trace of time suffered past the age of 28. he could grow old at his leisure, bear terrors and scars as he wished, even give himself up to insanity, all with the knowledge death would regrow and return to him all physical structures pristine and in their prime. the gift became a grounding point in time for him, physically, magically and mentally as storage of all his progress and recollection.
nikodemus still ages between his deaths, given the time and desire to do so. even die of natural causes. when posing as human, he lets time make a mark on him, but notably dislikes the weight and sluggishness of old age. far from a graceful process for him, it tends to often come with consequences of a reckless, hungry youth he'd rather not dwell on. the hip he sprained once upon a time progresses to a limp at 40, cataracts befall him at 50, forgetfullness at 80. he always makes for a grumpy, taciturn elder.
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"Okay, so, just gotta reinstate the fact that It is On Sight - and I'm taking his Hydreigon and giving it the treatment it deserves. Understood? If sighted, you have permission, nay, encouragement to use lethal force. Whatever you need to do to take his Pokémon. Understood?"
The new batch of Patrol Staff look a little... Offput by her willingness to kill, but these are all the new rookies. At least two are younger than her. But they all should have lived through the Plasma Crisis. They should understand. Iris straightens, and breathes deeply
"Most of you should be old enough to remember the Crisis. You should remember the Cities frozen solid by power stolen from Kyurem Herself. Some of you may have lost family in the disasters. I had to pick my way through the frost shattered mess of Opelucid and helped pick the bodies out of the rubble. One of them had just beat the Opelucid gym the day before. My neighbour's husband. All the people in and around the New Tower block where Kyurem's blast hit. I want us to take vengeance on their behalf. I failed you once. I shan't do it again."
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"Understood?
A chorus of "Yes ma'am's" echo the halls, and Iris relaxes, and grins widely. "Aight, scarper. I'm gonna go get coffee."
She thinks it's about time to end this farce
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47’s (my ex’s) mom died of cancer on the tenth. they aren’t holding services for her and i am so sick right now and so sad.
01.21.24
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𝗔 𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗥𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 - death. gore (mild). blood.
𝗧𝗟𝗗𝗥 - Some memories are best left forgotten in the depths of one's mind. Time from time, however, they float back to replay what they recorded.
The clash of metal echoes as a warrior's loyal sword meets the edge of a rogue's cunning dagger.
Right behind you, you can feel the metallic impacts as bitter blade connect in the exchange. Your matesprit- your partner in the ambitious quest- fends off the fearsome warrior who has held claim over this hoard for too long. To most players, he is the bane or aspiration of their existence; his title bathed in fear and awe. However, to the two of you, he's someone you've taunted for several sessions. Though his achievements are paraded to the public and yours clandestine, each of you understand that you are all on par with one another. A unspoken respect had been held for several sweeps but that all changed just a few weeks ago when he brazenly declared a crusade against your shadowy reign of terror and invaded a portion of your territory- the place that bore witness to many happy moments between you and your partner. An untainted retreat of sorts for the two of you.
A personal attack.
You can't say what caused the sudden shift in his judgment nor do you really care. What you care about is making it clear that he chose the wrong duo to mess with. He took something special from you. You were going take everything he had stolen.
Your almost done with the finishing touches to your apparatus. Originally you two had schemed to steal everything from the hoard he had accumulated from his crusades against others. 'Toss the riches to the masses,' as your partner had put it. But deep down inside, you wanted something more destructive. He had taken something special from you. You were going to burn everything.
Your class wasn't exactly built for destruction. Your partner was the one to focus on that. Yours was focused on utility and crafting gear and various apparatuses. So you needed time for your new ability to load. Just a few more moments and you could apply the affect.
The clash of metal echoes as a warrior's loyal sword meets the pile of gold coins covering the floor.
He steps back. Blue blood richer than yours seeps between the golden chainmail. A hand is held up. A wordless plea for mercy. Your partner lowers the dagger out of respect. Your apparatus is almost complete. You focus in on the remaining parts to connect.
The clash of metal echoes as a heavy shield is thrown against a statue built in the likeness of the warrior.
The fractured leg crumbles and the statue tumbles down from the weight of itself. For someone painted so righteous, he used a rogue's trick to win.
The cracking of bones echoes as a body is crushed beneath heavy stone and gold.
Blood seeps through the rumble and slithers around the gold coins covering the floor. Crushed organs and ripped skin are the only things to tell you who- what was crushed.
Your gaze hovers over the mess that has been splattered. Soon it follows the blood trail that is slowly pouring towards the culprit as heavy breathing pushes its way out of your chest. His mouth moves, attempting to say something to calm you but you don't hear anything. Your apparatus is now ready.
He had taken something special from you. You were going to take everything he had stolen.
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Your eyes peel open. Rain taps against the glass of your apartment's windows. You did it yet again. Fell asleep on your sofa instead of your recuperacoon. If you're going to keep doing this, you should at least keep some sopor slime cream nearby to keep those troublesome visions at bay.
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you're allowed to say "sex" on the internet. See? I just did it. Sex. Sex sex sex. You don't have to say s*x or smex or Adult Fun Times or s3x or "spice" any other variation of self-censorship on tumblr dot com you can just spell out the word SEX i am going to scream until the heat death of the universe
#salem says#stop self censoring don't let advertisers win#you can also say the word death and die and kill!!!#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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watching death note with my family and after the college entrance episode my mom asked offhandedly if anyone had ever pictured L and light as a couple before. it felt like one single white dove had landed on a crystalline lake in a beautiful pure clearing. no i dont think anyones ever thought of that before
#she was shocked when i said yeah about 90 percent of tbe predominately female teen fanbase spanning 20 years. Mayyy eee#death note#lawlight#same thing happened when we watched sherlock
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Light answers a tough question
#death note#light yagami#l lawliet#ive had this comic in my wips for over a year now and suddenly got the inspo to finish it!!!! yippeeee!!!!#my art
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current mantra
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the voice of the devil
#origimals#malarts#that little voice is going to be the death of me#'it wouldnt even be that hard' YES IT WOULD
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son of the grim reaper: PROLOGUE
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olive: how nice of you to pay a lonely and old lady, like me, a visit. to be honest i had my doubts you'd show up, buzz.
buzz: cut the bullcrap, specter. we both know why i am here. So spit it out, where is Lyla?
olive: tsk, not very talkative today i see. follow me, she is waiting in my garden.
buzz: you better not be messing with me.
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buzz: is this a prank?
olive: why would i be joking about something this tragic?
buzz: this isn't fun.
olive: no it isn't.
buzz: so stop messing with me, where is lyla?
olive: uh, right in front of you and five feet beneath you.
buzz: this-... can't be...
lyla: buzz...
olive: my deepest condolences. lyla was truly sweet and kind-hearted. she had so much to offer to this cruel world. unfortunately her life was cut short.
buzz: *sobs* lyla.
olive: you loved her, didn't you? but let's be honest buzz, you didn't love her enough to treat her right... or to look for her when she went missing.
#sotgr#ts4 story#ts4 storytelling#ts2 to ts4#2t4#strangetown#general buzz grunt#olive specter#/death#/death mention#/mourning#lyla grunt
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deeply fucked up that my cat unexpectantly died in my arms today and i spent 20 mins trying to do some kinda fucked up cpr on him while trying to shield my niece and nephew from the fucked up horror show.
don't know what the fuck happened, he was completely normal, grooming himself then he was seizing up and gone within 5 mins.
it happened so fucking fast and i just...... what the fuck
no history of anything, healthy and just gone, no fucking idea what happened.
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