#CW: death mention
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stil-lindigo · 4 months ago
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the vulture.
a comic about cycles.
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jumalanpelko · 3 months ago
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Rest under the cut!
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Fun fact I was going to name few chapters after the stages of grief, but Guard goes straight from denial to gun
But yeah. They are YELLING and Suncat standing there dying like "can we all sit down"
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charred-angel-ribs · 5 months ago
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I'm so glad they kept this instead of just removing it shortly after it happened. /gen
Technoblade never dies. o7 /ref
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uhhlifeig · 2 months ago
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Ratio - May 11 - word count: 418 - @wolfstarmicrofic - cw: terminal illness
Statistically speaking, Remus had no chance of survival.
Sirius knew that. Of course he did.
He was just so hopeful that they could make it through, put all of this behind them, and live their lives out together.
The universe had other plans.
“Terminal lucidity,” he heard the hospital staff whisper. “No more time.”
He’d been rushed into Remus’s room immediately, a doctor giving them a look of pity. 
“We’ll leave you two alone for now. I’ll call Mr. Potter and Mr. Pettigrew,” he said, the door clicking shut behind him.
“Sirius?” Remus asked, sitting up fully, legs swinging off of the cot that he was on. “You’re here.”
“Of course I’m here, Moony.” Sirius tried to smile, but his eyes grew teary. “Did you hear-”
“Yes, Pads,” Remus sighed. “I know this is terminal lucidity. Yes, it's temporary. And yes, I know I’m going to die soon. It’s alright.”
“It’s really not,” Sirius said, a few stray tears slipping down his cheeks. “I was looking forward to having a life with you, Remus. I wanted to watch you grow old.”
“And I wanted to be here with you.”
A moment of silence, only broken by their sniffles.
“Do you remember,” Remus said. “Do you remember when Slughorn was teaching us ratios in maths, but we were too busy passing notes?”
“How could I forget?” Sirius laughed, voice watery. “We were talking about the dance the night before, right?���
“Right. Do you remember what song we danced to, when you ditched your date and took me onto the dance floor instead?”
“Wasn’t it something by Queen?”
“Right in one.” Remus picked up Sirius’s phone, poking around at the screen.
The first notes of Love of My Life drifted through the small room.
“Sirius Orion Black, do you care to have a last dance with me?”
“Can you stand?” Sirius asked, focusing on the physical world instead of the current of emotions that had just dragged him under.
“Yes, I can. Now c’mon, Pads, let us have this. It’s alright.”
“I’m supposed to be comforting you right now, Remus.”
“Just because I’m next to my deathbed doesn’t mean you’re the man in this relationship,” Remus snarked. “Shut up and dance, goddamit.”
If Sirius closed his eyes, he could imagine that they were twirling around in their own home, away from the antiseptic and the imminent death and the past and future and everything wrong with the world.
Remus kissed his cheek as the song wound down. 
“Happy anniversary, Pads.”
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windslar · 1 year ago
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11 years ago Rain lashed against the windows as 11-year-old Dara's heart hammered against her ribs. Stuck at a sleepover that made her wish she was in the quiet comfort of her own bedroom, one phone call promised to change all that. "No problem, honey, we'll be there soon," her mom's warm voice came on the other line. "Let me start the car," she heard her father add as an engine roared. When the call ended, a knot twisted deep in her stomach. She ignored it, counting down the minutes and hours until red and blue lights flashed outside. The following years blurred into a collage of grief and therapy sessions. The storm that night in June -- the last day of sixth grade -- was a metaphor for the one that raged inside her. For years, the guilt became a constant companion reminding her that if she hadn't called then they'd still be alive.
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wishmaker-astra · 1 month ago
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Reminder that cops are perfectly willing to use tweens as live bait and also make them do their job for them. And it's not just Unovan cops, it's even Interpol. Just ask my girlfriend's girlfriend.
Their job isn't to protect and serve YOU, it's to protect and serve shareholder and capitalist classes' interests. Damn all the innocents they kill along the way.
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sleepimali · 2 years ago
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Library of the Forgotten
CW: death mention in lore, so I'm linking it instead this time 💛
It explores what one aspect of death care could look like in a fantasy world (more specifically in my comic universe)
These are also available as a print + sticker set on my Patreon (same link) until the end of the month in the Professional Napper and Big Sleepy tiers if you want to support me and my work 💛
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dirtybiowareconfessions · 8 months ago
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Confession: Mordin’s death physically hurt. He is so precious. I love Mordin with all my heart. Every cell of my body. Every piece of my soul.
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Weird idea linked to season 7 but in my au
So maya and ray should have asked for proof of life, yeah?
Krux: (going to get the proof of life like he does every three months)
Krux: ... they aren't at the house?
Krux: oh the younger one is with wu.
Krux: ...Wheres the older one?
Krux upon finding a death certificate: 😦😶😅🫤🫤
Krux: well at least one of them is alive.
Maybe he gives ray and Maya a week off
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actaghead · 1 year ago
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vash volume 10, I made this too so might as well post it
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biblicallyaccuratetranny · 2 years ago
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when jason mendoza said “i just suddenly had this calm feeling, like the air inside my lungs was the same as the air outside my body. it was peaceful.”
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charred-angel-ribs · 10 months ago
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I've just realised. In TWOTL, when Dolarhyde tells Hannibal about how he's gonna kill him and how in death he'll meld with the strength of the dragon, Hannibal responds with "It's a glorious and rather discomforting idea."
Hannibal said to Bella (if I remember correctly) that he finds comfort in the idea of death.
Hannibal used to find it exhilarating, to think he could die any day. It gave thrill to what he did, to life. But he contradicted that notion with his response to Dolarhyde.
I don't think it's because he no longer holds that sentiment. I think it's because he's grown so in love with Will that he has reached a point where the idea of death is only comforting if Will Graham is the man who brings it to him.
/lh /gen
Anyone else like to stare into oblivion for a bit too long or is it just me? /j /rh /lh
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king-of-subcon · 10 months ago
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Why is your waist so snatched???
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damian-al-ghul-wayne · 7 months ago
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We all know that jon is the main focus of your paintings and poems
My last poem was talking about death, but sure.
If you want to relate Jonathan to that, then go ahead. I'm sure he would enjoy knowing that people have related him to my poetry yearning for death.
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theholmwoodfoundation · 8 months ago
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Why is Jeremy's daddy so sour
Events and Circumstances, the usual. (also probably [REDACTED] and [REDACTED], and also his son is a massive disappointment. )
Also thank you for the amazing phrasing of this question. 10/10.
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wishmaker-astra · 2 days ago
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For the love of FUCK please just say killed, murdered, etc if that's what happened.
Listening to fucking video description of a historical event I'm trying to learn a bit more about because can't focus well at work, and getting interrupted by the fucking horseshit word "unalived". Swear to fuck this is the route to hearing "double plus ungood" or some crap on the reg.
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