#Funeral method of body disposal | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

dr-spencer-reids-queen · 3 months ago

Text

Mosley Lane: Part Two

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.2k

Summary: This is the last piece of the puzzle. The piece before you can finally be set free from all this pain. You're going to do whatever it takes to help your friend and more importantly, yourself.

Warnings: canon violence, canon language, canon talk of death, methods of kill

Season Five Masterlist

Author’s Note: I do not own anything from Criminal Minds. All credit goes to their respective owners. If there are any warnings that exceed the normal death/kills from the show, I will list them.

The rest of the team comes back and you inform them of what you and Spencer talked about with Ashley. Not much is known about Roger other than he worked as an electrician for his entire adult life. He eventually married Anita Wled, the daughter of a family who owns a funeral home. Penelope works her magic on the couple and comes up with some very interesting information.

"Apparently, Anita can't have children. Repeated miscarriages. Eventually, Anita got too old to bear children," she says after pulling up her medical charts.

"The first abduction that closely resembles what's going on here was a decade ago in a different city. Children have gone missing every few years in different parts of the state. I guess they got too many and hired Ashley to help take care of their children. Look how well that ended for her," you sigh.

"We're running out of time. Twenty-four hours have almost passed."

"Look, we all think that Aimee could be alive. That's why there are hundreds of volunteers and officers combing every inch of the county."

"They're dragging the rivers and digging up the woods. That's not gonna help us if Aimee is still with the unsub, if she's still alive out there," Emily sighs.

"What about Charlie? Is he still alive?"

"Sarah believes it," JJ says.

"She's been saying that for eight years, JJ," Derek says. "Have you thought about why you suddenly believe her? Do you think it might be because you're a mother?"

"Excuse me?" you ask, suddenly upset at Derek's comment. "Did you really just ask her that? It doesn't matter if she's a mother or not. We all want to believe a mother when she says her missing son might be alive. The ruse used on Charlie is the same one that happened with Aimee."

"All I'm saying is, if we go from a single abduction to multiple abductions over ten years, that changes everything. We all have to be convinced that's what it is based on an unbiased profile."

"My evidence isn't enough to convince you? You've seen the sketches. You've seen what Roger and Anita look like. You know what Ashley went through. Is that not enough?"

"Okay," Emily says, trying to calm the fire between you and Derek. "What's the ruse? A distraction of a lost child and eight-year-old victims are taken from public places with little to no security. That's not just the same ruse. That's a signature, and I'm not a mother."

"Charlie would be sixteen now. We all know that preferential offenders typically dispose of their victims before they reach puberty."

"Unless his purpose is to help Roger snatch the kids," you say. "He's been with them since he was eight. He's completely submissive to them. He'll do anything they say, including helping them kidnap other kids. It would be why Charlie's body was never found. Penelope, we need more information on the kids that were taken. Ashley's lawyer is going need more evidence for her retrial."

Before Penelope can do anything, Hotch speaks to you.

"Are you doing this because you want your friend out of jail?"

"No," you sigh. "I'm doing this because there is an innocent woman doing the time for a crime she didn't commit. These kids are going missing because of this horrid couple, and it needs to stop."

"Fine. Coordinate with Reid and Garcia." He looks at Penelope. "Go back ten years nationwide. Start with abductions in target-rich environments. Rule out any with bodily recovery, dead or alive."

"I'm going to let Sarah know," JJ says and leaves the room.

"The rest of us need to check out Aimee's abduction site with new eyes."

There is a small possibility that Roger and Anita aren't the ones doing this, which is why Hotch is looking at this through an unbiased lens. You know they are the ones responsible, so you have to gather the evidence before you can do anything else. Ashley deserves someone to fight for her.

Since the year 2000, over two hundred children's bodies have not been found nationwide. In the state of Virginia, there are twelve. Charlie has been on the list for eight years, and Aimee just joined it. Aimee was taken from Ashburn and Charlie was taken from Leesburg, eight years apart. Both of them were taken a half mile from the highway. Karla Hartaway was abducted in 1999 when she was eight from Garrison. Stephen Shepherd was also eight when he was abducted in 2003 from Arlington. Danny Kenman was abducted at four in the afternoon from the mall. His parents are divorced, and he's still missing. Tracey Cain vanished from a park with both her parents present. Jake Wusman was abducted while he and his family were on a picnic.

You got in contact with the families you know are affected by Roger and Anita. Before their children were abducted, they confirmed that Roger would come into their houses to fix some electrical problems. Anita once supplied a family with a casket from her father's business. It's how they knew what children to target.

You're sitting inside the briefing room after just getting done talking to one of the victims' families. You're twirling a pen in your hand when Hotch walks into the room.

"Did you find anything?"

"Everyone I talked to had a run-in with Roger and Anita prior to their kid being taken. Roger did some electrical work in their houses, and Anita sold a family a casket for a loved one who passed. Days later or even weeks, their child went missing and Roger and Anita left town. That's not a coincidence."

"I agree."

JJ walks into the room with a woman who looks like she's seen better days.

"Hotch, this is Sarah Hillridge."

"Oh, we met when Charlie was taken. I mean, you know, you saw a lot of us. I'm sure we all look the same."

"Thank you for coming in. Have a seat."

"Sarah, may I ask you something?" She nods. "Do you know who Roger and Anita Roycewood are? Maybe they did some work for you? You know, electrically?"

"I think I might have known a Roger. I had some electrical work done before Charlie was taken. I remember because we had to stay with a family friend while the work was being done."

You look at Hotch and raise your eyebrows. Your suspects are looking more like the people who are doing this now. They might have taken Aimee, and they might have taken Charlie eight years ago.

"Alright, these represent kids taken from public places." JJ has a map pulled up with pins on it. "Locations are never hit more than once, but there are similarities in each--different malls, toy stores, carnivals, theme parks, and parades. They are places where families should feel safe, and where there isn't much security. That's twelve children over ten years old. We should interview all the families."

"I know a few of them. We had a support group. I mean, most of them have moved on," Sarah says.

"You're here, though."

"I saw Charlie three years ago."

"You didn't tell me that," JJ says quietly.

"My husband didn't believe me. Why would you?"

"Tell us what happened."

"At first, I saw him all the time. I thought I did and from what I understand, that's normal, but you can't survive that way. So Jake and I promised that we would move on. A few years later, I saw him. I mean, it was different. In my mind, he had never aged, but this was a teenage Charlie crossing the street. As quick as he was there he was gone again, but I know I saw him. Jake didn't believe me. That was the day he left me."

"What did you do when you saw Charlie?"

"I called for him."

"How did you know it was him?"

"I didn't, not for sure, so I called for him again. He looked back."

"Your husband didn't see him?"

"It was crowded. He disappeared. I lost him all over again," she sighs sadly.

"We'll be asking those parents to sign up for all that pain again. If they've moved on..."

"They'd take the chance if it meant their kids were alive," Sarah interrupts JJ.

JJ calls in the victims' families and has the entire team talking to them to relive their worst days to get a feel of what happened to them back then. You're in the briefing room on the phone with Abel in hopes you have enough for a retrial.

"I talked to the families of the kids who disappeared. Roger and Anita had contact with them days or weeks prior to their child being taken. We know Ashley babysat for them, and she described the kids who match the description of those who disappeared. Is this enough for a retrial? I'm working on getting more evidence but this is all I have right now."

"Send it over to me. It might be enough to convince a judge for a retrial. I'll be in touch."

"Thank you so much. I really appreciate this."

"No, thank you. I hated seeing Ashely go to jail. She's a good person."

"I know she is," you smile.

You hang up feeling really good about this. You believe wholeheartedly that she will get released this week if not next week. On your way to Penelope's desk, you see families talking with your team, most of them crying as they retell the stories of the worst day of their lives. You knock on Pen's door and walk inside.

"Hey, can you tell me where Roger and Anita live?"

"Unfortunately, that trial ended when your friend was arrested. They dropped their house and sold most of their things. If they are here, then they're using cash."

"Okay, if they have young children, they have to have a house, it has to be local, and it has to be big enough to look appealing. It also might have enough room inside or underneath it to keep the children in. So maybe a farm or something? Also, look for places that are secluded."

"I'll keep looking."

"Thank you."

Once everyone has left, you rejoin the team and Sarah in the briefing room.

"Eleven families have confirmed the same woman, forty to fifty years old, calling for children. In some cases, she even had a child with her," JJ says.

"Can I have a copy of those witness accounts?" you ask.

"Sure."

"She actually used the kids for the abductions? Were they her own or the ones kidnapped?" Sarah asks.

"We don't believe she's a mother. Most predisposed female offenders are not, but they are the most violent."

"You said that she's working with someone?"

"Yes. Roger, her husband. She chooses the victim while they do the riskiest part. They grab the child and manage the getaway."

"We don't know for sure if it's Roger and Anita," Hotch says. "I know what you're saying, Y/N. I believe you one hundred percent, you know this. You also know that we need more proof before we can definitively put this on someone."

"I know," you nod. "I'll keep working on my angle."

"Good. Don't give up."

"This is what Charlie looks like as a teenager," JJ says, putting a computer-generated photo on the screen.

"Um, he's tall and thin. His hair is darker than it was, but that's him. That's Charlie. Why would they take the risk of letting him out in the world?"

"They've had him in their control for eight years. He's either got Stockholm or he's being threatened."

Sarah looks like she is going to break down crying so JJ immediately steps in.

"Why don't we take a break, okay? Come on."

"Okay. Thank you," she sighs and allows JJ to take her away.

"Listen, I had Penelope look into Roger and Anita's address just in case it is them. They sold their house and most of their things once Ashley got arrested. I told her to look at places that are big and spacious, maybe a farm. It might be isolated, especially if Anita is violent."

"I'll narrow down the places they might be on the map," Spencer says.

"I agree with Y/N in that it might be isolated. I mean, there's no way to explain a houseful of kids at the neighborhood block party."

"Managing this many children isn't easy, and there have to be incidents where things didn't go as planned. We should start with domestic calls and disturbances. Concentrate on families who were visited by social services."

"I'll get Garcia," Spencer says and leaves the room.

"It's likely these unsubs were questioned before. Once we narrow down Garcia's list, we should revisit them."

Penelope returns with one hundred and seven places where Roger and Anita could be.

"Okay, I have one hundred and seven families visited by social services in the last ten years."

"That's too many to go door to door. We're gonna have to narrow that down. We need to figure out why they're staying in Northern Virginia."

"Their work could be the key. They could have a child-care facility on the premises as a cover."

"You know, it's most likely a single-income family. Someone has to be home to stay with the kids," Spencer says.

"They've been questioned before, so we can expect a rehearsed response."

"Okay, all of this helps." Penelope narrows down the list. "I have twenty-three families now."

Derek looks uneasy and Rossi picks up on this.

"What is it?"

"We're gonna be knocking on the doors of twenty-three families, and all of them have done something bad to a child. We don't have a warrant. Just our profile. If we get it wrong and leave that house, they'll destroy any evidence they have, including the children."

"That's why you have me," you say. "I'll know immediately if there are children hiding. Even if it's not Roger and Anita, I'll know."

"Just for added precaution, JJ, get an article of Aimee's clothing."

"What for?" Penelope asks.

"It's for the dogs."

Follow my library blog @aqueenslibrary where I reblog all my stories, so you can put notifications on there without the extra stuff :)

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid angst #criminal minds #criminal minds fic #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds fanfic #criminal minds fluff #criminal minds angst #criminal minds series rewrite #criminal minds season 5

24 notes · View notes

stnkiconverse · 4 months ago

Text

you're going to do it, and you're getting away with it. you know that.

Ch.2 - The Plan

⇠ Previous

Next ⇢

genre: psychological horror (in a way), creepypasta, supernatural thriller (in a way)

pairing: none. (yet ;) )

WC: 1.8k

content warnings: echoes in the static contains scenes and themes that may be disturbing or triggering to some readers, including: graphic violence and murder, mental illness and psychological distress, suicide and self-harm, domestic abuse and strong language.

Reader discretion is advised.

Yes this has to do with Greepypastas. Yes, Creepypastas will pop up and make appearances, it's basically a reader insert into the Creepypasta word.

do not repost my work anywhere, I only post in Tumblr.

The memories of what Frank put your mother through came rushing back immediately after the funeral, as you watched him kiss another woman and drive away without a shred of remorse. The image burned into your mind, solidifying your decision. This man, who had driven your mother to despair and death, could not be allowed to continue living his life unpunished. You would make sure of that.

Back at your apartment, you sat in the dark, the glow from your laptop screen illuminating your determined face. Research became your life. For days, you delved into the dark corners of the internet, reading about unsolved murders, the meticulous plans of serial killers who evaded capture, and the critical mistakes that led to others getting caught. You learned about creating believable alibis, the best ways to dispose of a body, and methods to make remains unrecognizable. Each article, each video, was a piece of the puzzle, slowly forming the picture of your plan.

Your notebook filled with scribbles and diagrams, each page more detailed than the last. You mapped out potential scenarios, rehearsed alibis in your mind, and memorized procedures to avoid leaving any evidence behind. You even went so far as to research the forensic techniques used by police, understanding what they looked for and how to avoid detection. The perfect murder took time and patience, you reminded yourself. This was not something to rush.

---

Taking cash out of your bank account bit by bit was the first step. You knew that large withdrawals might raise suspicions, so you took only small amounts, ensuring that no one would notice. This money would be used to buy everything you needed without leaving a trail. The cashier at the hardware store didn’t look twice as you paid in cash for gloves, bleach, a lighter, a shovel and a glass knife. Each purchase was a step closer to your goal.

You carefully selected each item. A wig to change your appearance, contact lenses to alter your eye color, bigger clothes to hide your frame, men's shoes that were at least two sizes larger than your own, gloves to avoid fingerprints, two bottles of bleach, a glass knife, a lighter, a shovel and an axe. Each item had a purpose, each step a piece of the puzzle. You made sure to purchase the items from different stores and at different times, never raising suspicion.

The last item was a concert ticket, purchased with a credit card, deliberately leaving a digital footprint. This ticket was your alibi, an essential part of your plan. You chose a local concert for the night you planned to kill Frank. On the day, you would post about it on all your social media accounts, labeling it as ‘a personal day out.’ The ticket and posts would place you far from the scene of the crime, or so you hoped.

---

You began quietly stalking Frank, a shadow in the background of his life. At first, you followed him from a distance, memorizing his work schedule and noting his habits. Frank was predictable, his routines almost painfully mundane. You observed him at the house where your mother had died, watching for times when his new girlfriend wasn’t around. Those were the days you would strike. You noted the time he left for work, the days he stayed late at the station, and the evenings he spent alone at home. Your observations were meticulous, each detail recorded in your notebook.

You were careful to avoid being seen. You parked your car several blocks away and walked the rest of the distance, keeping to the shadows. You dressed in inconspicuous clothes, blending in with the surroundings. On more than one occasion, you felt the thrill of fear as Frank glanced your way, but he never seemed to notice you. The adrenaline was addictive, fueling your resolve.

Your determination was unwavering, though it took a toll on you. About twice a week, you found yourself breaking down, overcome by grief and the weight of what you were planning. The memories of your mother, her laughter, her kindness, and her pain haunted you. But each time you remembered the cold, uncaring look in Frank’s eyes, the way he had dismissed her death as if it meant nothing, your resolve hardened. This was for her. You had to do it.

---

In the flower shop, you tried to maintain a facade of normalcy. Lisa and the regular customers could tell something was off, but you brushed off their concerns with forced smiles and excuses about stress and exhaustion. You were not your usual self, and it was impossible to hide it completely, but you hoped it was enough to avoid suspicion. You continued your work, arranging flowers and helping customers, but your mind was always elsewhere, consumed by your plans.

Lisa, ever the observant friend, approached you one afternoon as you were preparing a bouquet. "Y/N, are you okay? You seem a bit... distant lately," she said, her voice full of concern.

You forced a smile, placing a vibrant red rose into the arrangement. "I'm fine, Lisa. Just a lot on my mind. It's been a rough few weeks, you know?"

She nodded sympathetically. "I understand. If you ever need to talk, I'm here for you."

"Thanks," you replied, grateful for her concern but unable to confide in her. The less she knew, the better.

---

The plan was to kill Frank in his own house, the place that had been a prison for your mother. The idea of ending his life there felt fitting, poetic in a dark way. You imagined the final moments, the look of surprise and fear on his face, and the sense of justice it would bring. The phrase “You only have one chance” repeated in your head whenever you thought about it. There could be no mistakes.

You didn't perform any trial runs, convinced that everything would go perfectly. You were thorough in your planning, confident in your ability to execute it flawlessly. The phrase "You only have one chance" was a constant reminder of the stakes. The pressure was immense, but you believed in your plan and your ability to carry it out.

---

As the day of the murder approached, you made final preparations. You accepted that you wouldn’t be the same after this, but it was a price you were willing to pay. For your mother, you would sacrifice your own peace, your own soul, if necessary.

On the day, you would wear the wig and contacts, change into the larger clothes, and don the men’s shoes and gloves. You would carry the glass knife and the axe, tools of retribution. You would ensure Frank was alone, and then you would strike.

---

The concert ticket was in your pocket, a reminder of your carefully crafted alibi. You would post about the concert on social media throughout the day, creating a digital trail that would place you miles away from the scene of the crime. It was a simple yet effective plan, and you felt a strange sense of calm as the day approached.

That morning, you woke up earlier than usual, the weight of your mission pressing down on you. You looked at the mirror, your reflection almost unrecognizable. You had not slept well in weeks, and the dark circles under your eyes were a testament to the nights spent planning and grieving. You practiced your expressions, ensuring you could smile and seem genuinely excited about the concert when posting on social media.

You spent the morning going through the motions at Petals and Posies, trying to keep your mind off the evening's events. Lisa chatted with you about mundane things, the latest neighborhood gossip, and the plans she had for the weekend. You listened, nodding and responding appropriately, but your mind was far away, replaying the plan over and over.

---

As the afternoon wore on, you began to prepare. You double-checked your bag, ensuring everything was in place. The wig, contacts, oversized clothes, men's shoes, gloves, glass knife, axe, lighter and bleach – each item was checked and rechecked. You couldn’t afford to forget anything.

Your hands trembled slightly as you donned the disguise. The wig fit snugly, changing your appearance dramatically. The contact lenses felt strange at first, but you quickly adjusted. You looked in the mirror, seeing a stranger staring back. Perfect.

You then continued you contour your face to the point where there was absolutely no trace of you.

You left your apartment, making sure to post a photo of the concert ticket on social media with the caption "A personal day out. Time to enjoy some music and relax!" Your friends and few followers liked and commented, wishing you a fun time. It was surreal, knowing what you were about to do while presenting a façade of normalcy to the world.

---

Arriving at Frank's neighborhood, after having walked to it, there was adrenaline already making itself present. The men's shoes were heavy and uncomfortable, but they served their purpose, making your footprints untraceable. You moved silently and quickly, your heart pounding in your chest as you approached the house.

The house was quiet, the only sound the faint hum of the air conditioning unit. You slipped around to the back, using the spare key you had taken from your mother’s belongings to let yourself in. The familiar scent of the house hit you, a mix of stale air and Frank's cologne. Memories flooded your mind, but you pushed them aside. This was not the time for sentimentality.

You moved through the house, your senses heightened. Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of fabric seemed amplified. You made your way to the kitchen, where you knew Frank kept a spare bottle of whiskey. If he was drinking, it would be easier to catch him off guard.

The sound of the front door opening made you freeze. Frank was home. You listened intently, hearing the clink of his keys as he tossed them on the table, followed by the familiar sound of his heavy footsteps. He was heading to the living room.

You took a deep breath, steeling yourself. This was it. The moment you had been planning for weeks. You felt a surge of adrenaline, your body ready for what was to come. The phrase "You only have one chance" echoed in your mind, a reminder of the stakes.

---

You peeked around the corner, seeing Frank settle into his recliner, a bottle of whiskey in hand. His eyes were closed, and he looked relaxed, oblivious to the danger lurking in his home. You tightened your grip on the glass knife, the cool weight of it grounding you.

Silently, you moved closer, your heart pounding in your chest. You could hear your own breathing, shallow and quick. The distance between you and Frank closed with every step, each one bringing you closer to your goal. Your mother’s face flashed in your mind, her smile, her laughter, her pain. This was for her.

As you stood over him, you hesitated for a brief moment, the enormity of what you were about to do hitting you. But then you remembered the bruises, the fear in your mother’s eyes, the indifference in Frank’s. Your resolve hardened.

You moved both of your hands towards Frank, the urge to immediately kill him being immense, but no. You’re gonna make him suffer, even if it’s just for a bit.

banners: @drizztdohurtin

Taglist is open, ask to be added.

🏷️: @mimmickmouse @stranger-of-the-internet

#creepypasta #fandom #slenderman #slender mansion #creepypasta fic #creepypasta x reader #new fic #horror #psychological horror #supernatural #supernatural thriller #jramblesaboutsoap #j’s fics!

28 notes · View notes

cowboyfromh3ll · 1 year ago

Note

gimme a little something something with charles pretty please 🥺

one of those things where it’s a leap from friendship to romantic but not fully romantic if that makes sense?

how about the reader went off with charles after the game ended and even though they became pretty close friends in the games timeline, after all the time they spent alone something about the relationship changes. neither of them addresses it or make a big deal out of it all but it just comes naturally to them.

and if the reader could be female but masculine presenting/a tomboy i’d kiss your feet. thanks 😋🤎

To The End

(Charles Smith x Fem!Tomboy!Reader Fluff)

Short and sweet. Sorry if it's too short. But I think it's so cute. Also third post? Woah

Warnings: none

There was something cathartic about the disbandment of the gang; having left it before it all went to shit provided you with an even bigger sense of relief. You allowed yourself a moment of mourning when you initially left the gang with Charles, bidding Arthur solemnly farewell with a long hug. The long trip to and from Canada provided you with a lot of time to think and reflect. You had just experienced the loss of your entire found family; you concluded it was for the better as it marked the beginning of a new chapter in your life. Though continuing to live in the wilderness on your way to Canada was not much of a transition into your new life, you could at least live without the fear of the law tailing you.

There was a prior agreement to you and Charles sticking together while the two of you got back on your feet, finding solace in one another’s presence in each other's lives. After leaving behind the Wapiti tribe, you two were truly the only people the other had. Whether or not this arrangement was a permanent thing though, you did not know. And neither of you wanted to ponder the possibility by looking that far into the future in fear of coming up with something neither of you liked.

The two of you held a small funeral for Arthur and Susan upon your return to Beaver Hollow, having promptly buried their bodies. There was something strangely bittersweet in the way you held each other, crying softly into one another’s shoulders.

Life continued to move past you, and before you knew it, you and Charles had settled down together in Saint Denis. You found it rather strange, yet mildly amusing, how Charles’ preferred method of making money was in joining in on fighting rings, having onlookers with too much disposable income bet on him or the other fighter. You occasionally watched his matches for moral support, blending into the crowd of men seamlessly and without question. You yourself had taken on a job as an apprentice gunsmith, the final kindling linking you to your previous life. A reminder of what you once obsessed over, but with the fancy new sheen of legality over it.

Your shared domestic approach to life certainly took a toll on you. Despite once being a fighter who was not shy about taking on men three times your size, your urges for violence had significantly quelled, and you often found that the occasional visit to one of Charles' matches would sate your desires long enough for you to not fight the next man who crossed you.

There was something oddly sweet about the way you and Charles would take turns bringing home groceries, or how you’d plan the week's division of chores. The domiciliary way the two of you would gather around the living area at the end of the day, prodding the fireplace while you both discussed the events of your days respectively. The two of you would often joke about how comical it was that your neighbors thought two men were living together, the punchline being the bewildered look on their faces when they heard the pitch of your voice.

The shift in dynamic in your relationship was certainly noticeable, though neither of you found it necessary to address it. And though the two of you had been close long before the gang disbanded, your current relationship was a stark contrast to what it was before. But in many ways, it was also similar. At camp, you’d spend time together in the wilderness, teaching and learning new things from each other. Occasionally you’d bring him herbs in exchange for him updating your weapons. He’d taught you to hunt, to identify certain herbs. Sometimes you’d even spar for fun. But now instead of bringing him herbs you brought him groceries, and he’d make you a hearty meal. You had learned together how to identify the best fruits and vegetables together at the market. And you’d even experiment together in the kitchen, testing new recipes and whatnot.

It only seemed natural that your life had transitioned into this, many aspects of your previous lives not changing but rather being replaced with more domestic qualities.

Upon seeing John again, you chuckled bashfully when he compared you and Charles to a married couple, stating that your dynamic reminded him of he and Abigail. He seemed to have also gone down the home-life route, deciding to finally settle down.

Then of course, there also came the time to mend Charles’ shoulder after he had been shot as a result of you, John, Sadie, and him trekking into the mountains after Micah. While you were also injured, it was nowhere near as bad as Charles, and you coddled the poor man, smothering him with care.

Eventually, saying “I love you” to one another became routine. Neither of you questioned its implications or how it looked to others, all you knew or cared about was that you meant it. Each night you’d walk into the soft light of your shared home, retreating from the cooling hum of the Saint Denis streets, and were sure to hear the words “I love you” minutes within entering,

You would hear I love you tonight, and I love you tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, and the day after that, and indeed many more tomorrows. You loved each other now and forever.

To The End - Blur

#red dead redemption 2 #red dead fandom #red dead redemption 2 x reader #red dead redemption community #van der linde gang x reader #writing #red dead fanfiction #charles smith x reader fluff #charles smith fluff #charles smith #charles smith x reader

53 notes · View notes

soup-mother · 7 months ago

Text

sucks how much religious bodies influence like... policy around funerals and body disposal.

like if a method is "against your religion" then just don't get that done to ur body? skill issue, bodily autonomy extends to funerals too you don't get to decide that for other people.

(which naturally makes them mad, given controlling ppl in death is like....a big thing)

#my post #death #religion

22 notes · View notes

ayarnofpearls · 5 months ago

Text

Since Alastor is girlie pop:

I needed to draw them bonding and kicking legs together. They are bonding over favorite body disposal methods during a sleep over.

(UH so I'll info dump about these under the cut lmao bc I love talking about death too much. Plus relationship dynamics!)

I need to work on Scurris feet more, because as a squirrel she can totally do shit like this:

And a lot of that has to do with the feet, which is part of why I draw her bare foot a lot. Part of her thing is that she's only really a physical fighter- she does lightly use her magic but girlie has to get good. Meanwhile she's gonna crawl up walls for pouncing advantage.

And yes Alastor still has his monocle on, (Scurri took her glasses off) He...might sleep with it on. I can't decide what'd be funnier. 🤔 this actually might be before this doodle now that I think about it.

@sunstar-of-the-north

I like to think given the time period Alastor knew where the hog farms were for body disposal. There's a bunch of old tales about pigs that they will eat anything in their pen and if a pig tastes human blood you gotta put it down because it'll get aggressive and try to go after people idk about the second one but pigs will absolutely eat humans! A lil prep before hand and well nomnom.

The gator bait is more of a joke because I don't think they are that effective at complete consumption but if he plotted it right he maybe could fool authorities that it was a gator death. Forensics wasn't as good back then.

Dinner is dinner, though it's not said if he was a cannibal in life or if he started in death.

My favorite body disposal method is tossing that body in a hole and planting a tree over it actually but what I mean by fertilizer here is the nitrogen gas frozen body then pulverized version. However composting does yield lovely fertilizer as well.

Aquamation is using water for cremation type effect leaving only bones behind for later powedering in a cremulator.

Funeral pyre is like you think, only instead of the 'viking funeral' which will burn out before cremation it's more of an open air bonfire with the body in the middle. Loved ones or hired people will continually feed the fire until completion. These can be lovely ceremonies as loved ones can bring flowers or other burnable memorabilia to add to the fire.

...

This actually all futher plays into the opposite but complementary nature of Scurri vs Alastor. Alastor of course thinks of the dead in terms of meat vs Scurri thinking of them in terms of meaningful disposition. Design wise I like that they are two sides of the same coin.

Scurri has to be a physical brawler vs Alastors magic allowing him distance in fights, he can dip dive dodge but could you imagine him kicking someone in the face? Highly unlikely. Scurri has to dress for fighting whenever possible and Alastor is afforded his sense of style that would otherwise make fist fighting difficult. Scurri being my self insert would actually like to wear delicate clothing but isn't afforded that luxury yet. Same with her short hair. Her tail is huge weak point I joke with my friends it's a 4 feet long handle attached to her spine so she keeps her hair short, dont need ANOTHER thing for opponents to grab onto. Vs Alastor who if he has a tail it would be comparatively shorter. Fucking try grabbing his tail. You can't because you're dead for trying.

Alastor is a prey animal that has completely overcome his form, Scurri is doing her best okay.

So why do they hang out and eventually become queer platonic partners? They make each other laugh. Yeah Jessica Rabbit said it best. Ace icon she is.

"What do you see in that guy?"

"He makes me laugh."

Anyway this wandered a little from the point BUT I do plan on actually writing a profile. Usually my inserts are just me in hats but I reworked Scurri and then you know, she did kill a guy to go to Hell which (knock on wood) I have most definitely not done. So she's both me and not me. Love that for her.

I have a whole lore background and she doesn't even go to the Hotel until her 3rd year of being in Hell due to finding a found family (tm) and such.

#self insert art

3 notes · View notes

scotianostra · 2 years ago

Text

April 17th 1895 saw Scotland’s first cremation at Glasgow’s Western Necropolis.

Probably the first, best known mention of cremation is in the Book of Genesis when Abraham is ordered by God to prepare the funeral pyre for the sacrifice of his son, Isaac. This proposed cremation is followed by reports of others throughout the Old and New Testaments, and by the time of the ancient Roman and Greek civilizations cremation had been generally adopted as a method of disposing of the dead.

With the advent and spread of Christianity, however, and the general belief in the resurrection of the dead, cremation fell into disfavour and by the fifth century the practice had become almost completely obsolete in the Western world. To me if you are going to be reborn, as in the resurrection, burying you “six feet under” negates the benefits, you’re going to be stuck in a coffin anyway!

From medieval times until the mid-19th century the disposal of the dead was carried out almost exclusively by burial in churchyards. In the 18th century, secession churches and other sects (such as Quakers), particularly in larger burghs, opened their own burial grounds. In some towns there were separate burial grounds for the Town’s Hospital (or poorhouse), and for certain burgh organisations, such as merchants or trade incorporations. By the mid-19th century many churchyards were full, and burial had become a public health concern, especially following outbreaks of smallpox, typhus and cholera. The problem of overcrowding was partly solved by the emergence of commercial cemeteries; the first being the Necropolis in Glasgow, opened in 1833. In the second half of the 19th century many municipal cemeteries were opened by burghs and civil parishes. Responsibility for burial grounds

Scotland’s first crematorium was built in Glasgow’s Western Necropolis in between 1893-85. Others opened in the late-1930s in Dundee, Aberdeen, Paisley, and Leith. In the 1950s and 60s municipal crematoria were built in many parts of Scotland. From what I can glean online there are around 31 in Scotland now.

Glasgow Crematorium was built the Scottish Burial Reform and Cremation Society (1888) was established as an educational body, designed to promote cremation as a more sanitary form of disposal for a fast growing population.

It became the UK’s third crematorium and Scotland’s first after a long search for an appropriate piece of land. However, when the land at Glasgow’s Western Necropolis was bought in 1893, it was two years before the first cremation took place on April 17th 1895. ( although as usual some sources say it was April 13th )

The Crematorium was built in the gothic revival style. The architect used only the finest materials, including red sandstone and rare marble and included fine carvings, dogtooth ornament and a ‘descending catafalque’ which the Directors considered to be less of a departure from a traditional earth burial.

It was all very well opening these Crematoriums but getting people to agree to have their loved ones cremated was a different story, in the first ten years at Glasgow there were only 191 cremations. After a further 30 years the annual figure was still only 346 but that did not deter the Society and, in 1936, they set to work doubling the capacity of the chapel to 100. As recently as 1939, 97% of Scots funerals still ended with burial, by 1977 it was over 50%. Nowadays over 70% of funerals are cremations.

#scotland #scottish #cremation #crematoriria #funeral #glasgow #history

28 notes · View notes

strixhaven · 10 months ago

Text

transphobes always have such weird shit to say about archaeologists sexing bones and a lot of it’s just outright horseshit, but for anyone who legitimately doesn’t want to dispose of their body in a way that would leave bones like that, you likely have more options than you realize. this is very much coming from a us perspective and is something that varies heavily by state, but body disposition methods like aquamation and human composting are increasingly being legalized and worth looking into if a “traditional” burial or fire cremation isn’t something you want. thinking about end of life care and your death isn’t a pleasant thing by any means for most people, but having your end of life wishes clearly stated in legal writing (advanced directives are your best friend) and having someone who you know you can trust to follow through with what you want done to your body after death is Incredibly Important not only for yourself and your own peace of mind, but also those who are dear to you and in mourning when you’re gone—grief and the loss of someone you’re close to are never easy, but having a roadmap and a clear idea of what you want done after you’re gone is one less struggle they have to deal with and makes people far less able to be exploited in the aftermath of someone’s death by parts of the funeral industry that prey upon grieving folks in order to get them to unnecessarily spend exorbitant amounts of money.

#seriously advanced directives appointing a health care proxy having a living will are all So Necessary especially if you are queer #and have a deeply unsupportive biofamily. bodily autonomy does not end after your death #you deserve to be treated with respect dignity and have control over your body Always. especially after you’re gone #not 2 be too much of a devout deathling on main i just see a lot of other trans people in angst over this #and you deserve to know that you have options and you’re not doomed to be at the will of bigots after your death

3 notes · View notes

fromtheearthwewillgrow · 2 years ago

Text

Clan Building // funerals

death in trigeda is almost viewed as a good thing, especially for those who died at war. a warriors death is a rewarding fate that most people hope for. trigeda people respect their dead, even those who were executed will be granted a respectful funeral despite what they may have done.

a trigeda death ritual includes covering the bodies in cloth before preparing them for the flame. fire is trigeda’s preferred method of body disposal as they believe that “from the earth, we will grow. from the ashes, we will rise.”

often times someone will give a speech of sorts before setting fire to the bodies. sometimes when a trigeda commander is currently holding the flame they will travel back to their territory to lead these funerals. they’ll say a few words and be on their way back to polis.

with the death on any clans commander comes a funeral customary to their clan. when a trigeda commander dies they will be wrapped in cloth with a red powder spread over them courtesy of their nightbloods. after the nightbloods finish praying the commander will be burned on the roof of the tower while a red smoke sends a signal indicating the commanders passing.

#the 100 #trikru #commander lexa #lexa kom trikru #octavia blake #Octavia kom trikru #lincoln kom trikru #grounders #the 100 headcanons #grounder culture

19 notes · View notes

justcallmederya · 2 years ago

Text

Forensic Anthropology in the case of John Wayne Gacy

Forensic anthropology played a pivotal role in the investigation of one of America's most notorious serial killers - John Wayne Gacy. Forensic anthropology and other forensic methods helped to identify twenty-two of Gacy's thirty-three victims. Because only skeletal remains were available for many of Gacy's victims, forensic anthropology was used to determine exactly how they were murdered. In 1978, a fifteen-year-old boy named Robert Piest was reported missing by his mother. She had come to pick up Robert from the pharmacy where he worked part-time. Robert had told her that he was going outside to talk to a man who had offered him another part-time job. After three hours of waiting for Robert, Mrs. Piest contacted the local police.

The man who had offered Robert the part-time job was a local contractor named John Wayne Gacy. When police went to Gacy's house to ask about the whereabouts of Robert Piest, Gacy denied having seen Robert. He told them he was unable to talk to them as there was a recent death in his family and that he had funeral details to arrange. Police asked Gacy to come to the police station later that day. Gacy was questioned several hours later, and he continued to deny having seen Robert Piest. A background check of Gacy revealed that he had a criminal record for sexually assaulting a teenager and that he was awaiting trial for another sexual assault. This led police to obtain a search warrant for Gacy's house.

In December 1978 when police initially conducted a search of Gacy's house, they discovered a strong stench in the crawl space below his house. However, the ground in the crawl space looked untouched, so the police initially assumed the smell to be of sewage. Police did find numerous suspicious items in Gacy's house including two school graduation rings, marijuana, handcuffs, two driver's licences from two unknown males, police badges, and several articles of teenage boy clothing. In the trunk of one of Gacy's vehicles, hair matching Robert Piest's was found. Finally, after an intense investigation, police discovered that one of the graduation rings found at Gacy's house belonged to a teenager who had disappeared a year earlier. They also discovered that three of Gacy's former employees had mysteriously disappeared within the last five years.

All of this evidence finally led Gacy to confess to police that he did kill someone; however, he initially claimed it had been in self-defence. Gacy told police they could find the body under his garage. Police did find a body under the garage and began finding numerous remains under the crawl space of Gacy's house. Gacy then confessed to killing Robert Piest and more than thirty other young men.

The search for bodies at Gacy's house was set up much like an archaeological dig site because the excavation had to be done carefully to preserve the decomposing remains and to keep the remains organized because some of the bodies were piled on top of each other. On the first day of the search, two bodies were found in the crawl space.

As time passed, twenty-six more bodies were discovered beneath the crawl space. Some victims were buried so close together that it was hypothesized that they were probably killed or buried at the same time. Gacy told police that on several occasions he had killed more than one person in a day.

During the demolition of Gacy's property, the body of a young man was discovered preserved in the concrete of Gacy's patio. Another body was discovered under the recreation room of his house. By the end of December 1978, police removed twenty-nine bodies from Gacy's property. By the spring of 1979, police were able to connect four young male victims found in a local river to Gacy. Gacy confessed he disposed of the bodies in the river because he ran out of room in his crawl space and he had been experiencing back problems from digging the graves in the small crawl space.

Dr. Clyde Snow, a forensic anthropologist, was hired by police to help identify the victims removed from Gacy's property. Dr. Snow used missing person reports to help him identify the unknown remains. For example, he identified one set of remains found at Gacy's property as David Talsma using information from his missing persons report. In December 1977, nineteen-year-old David was reported missing. Records showed that David had fractured his left arm as a child. One set of remains from Gacy's property showed evidence of a fractured left arm that had healed. Also, the height of the remains matched David Talsma's height. The last observation that Dr. Snow used to identify these unknown remains was the fact that the left arm was several millimetres longer than the right arm and that the left scapula was bevelled. Both of these observations enabled Dr. Snow to conclude that the remains belonged to a left-handed victim. David Talsma was left-handed. In the end, investigators used forensic anthropology techniques and dental records to identify all but nine of Gacy's victims. Gacy was found guilty and convicted of thirty-three murders in 1980. After a long legal battle that he lost, John Wayne Gacy was executed by lethal injection in 1994.

#forensic anthropology #forensics #anthropology #crime #john wayne #pogo the clown #science #article

11 notes · View notes

morganfuneralservice · 10 days ago

Text

How to Choose the Right Funeral Home in Delhi NCR

When a loved one passes away, the grief and emotional toll can make the process of organizing a funeral overwhelming. In such difficult times, choosing the right funeral home is crucial for ensuring that everything goes smoothly and respectfully. If you're looking for funeral home services in Delhi NCR, this guide will help you make an informed decision when selecting the right funeral home.

Choosing a funeral home involves several factors, from the services offered to the level of comfort and support you receive during a challenging time. Here’s a comprehensive look at what to consider:

1. Understand the Types of Services Offered by Funeral Homes

Different funeral homes offer various services to cater to the diverse needs of families. When considering a funeral home in Delhi NCR, it’s important to ensure they provide a wide range of services. This not only helps you in terms of convenience but also gives you flexibility during a difficult time.

Some essential services to look for include:

Cremation services: Ensure the funeral home provides cremation options if that is your choice. Cremation has become a preferred method of disposal in modern society due to environmental considerations and the simplicity it offers.

Burial services: If the family prefers traditional burial, look for a funeral home that has established connections with local cemeteries for a seamless experience.

Dead Body Ambulance Services: A dead body ambulance services is critical to transport the deceased from the hospital or home to the funeral home or cremation ground. Make sure the funeral home has this facility readily available.

2. Reputation and Reviews

When selecting a funeral home, reputation matters greatly. The services provided during such a sensitive time should be professional, compassionate, and prompt. Check online reviews and ratings to understand the level of satisfaction previous clients have had. You can also ask for personal recommendations from friends or relatives who may have had experiences with funeral homes in the area.

A reputable funeral home will have testimonials from satisfied customers and a long-standing presence in the community. They should also be known for offering personalized services that align with your family’s needs, whether it’s arranging special rituals or honoring cultural practices.

3. Location and Accessibility

Proximity plays a significant role when choosing a funeral home. Ideally, the funeral home should be located in a central area, easily accessible from your residence or hospital. Delhi NCR is vast, and traffic can sometimes be an issue. Select a location that minimizes the time spent in transit, especially if the situation is urgent. If you're looking for dead body ambulance services, this proximity becomes even more important, as it helps ensure a smooth, timely process.

4. Facility and Infrastructure

A good funeral home should have clean, well-maintained facilities that offer the necessary amenities for the family and friends of the deceased. The space should be respectful, quiet, and equipped with the right resources to facilitate the proceedings.

Consider the following:

Chapel or prayer hall: For families who wish to hold memorial services or ceremonies.

Waiting area: Ensure the funeral home provides a comfortable waiting area for family members.

Storage for the deceased: The funeral home should have proper refrigeration or storage to preserve the body until the funeral or cremation.

5. Cost and Transparency

While the cost should not be the primary factor, it is still an essential consideration. Funeral services can be expensive, but it's important to find a funeral home that offers transparent pricing. Many funeral homes provide different packages that may include transportation, embalming, or cremation. Be sure to ask for an itemized list of services and understand what is included in each package.

Avoid funeral homes that don’t provide clear pricing upfront. Hidden fees can add unnecessary stress during an already difficult time. Choose a service provider that communicates openly about costs.

6. Cultural and Religious Sensitivity

Delhi NCR is home to a diverse population, and funeral rituals can vary significantly across cultures and religions. It’s important to choose a funeral home that is sensitive to these differences. Whether you are looking for Hindu, Sikh, Christian, or Muslim funeral services, the funeral home should be familiar with the customs and practices involved.

Many funeral homes in Delhi NCR are accustomed to handling specific rituals, whether it's the last rites, prayer services, or other religious ceremonies. Ask the funeral home about their experience with the religious and cultural practices of your family.

7. Compassionate and Professional Staff

One of the most important factors to consider when choosing a funeral home is the level of service and compassion offered by the staff. You want to work with people who are empathetic, respectful, and able to guide you through each step with care. The funeral home staff should help you navigate the paperwork, understand the options available to you, and make arrangements according to your needs.

Look for a funeral home where staff is available around the clock. In urgent situations, the funeral home should be able to arrange for transportation and services promptly.

8. Availability of Additional Services

Some funeral homes offer additional services that can help make the process easier. These can include:

Pre-planning services: If you are looking ahead to future needs, pre-planning your funeral or cremation services can relieve your family of the burden of making decisions during a crisis.

Grief support: After the funeral, emotional support can be just as crucial. Some funeral homes offer grief counseling or refer you to professionals who can provide help.

Post-funeral services: Some funeral homes also assist with arranging memorials, thank-you cards, or organizing charitable donations in the deceased’s memory.

9. Legal Assistance

The death of a loved one often involves legal formalities, including obtaining a death certificate, notifying authorities, and possibly managing the estate. Some funeral homes in Delhi NCR offer assistance with legal paperwork to help ease the process. While this is not a requirement, it can be a valuable service to consider if you are unfamiliar with the procedures.

10. 24/7 Availability

Lastly, ensure that the funeral home you choose is available 24/7. Funerals often need to be organized quickly, especially when urgent transportation is required. Dead body ambulance services and other immediate needs must be addressed without delay. A funeral home with 24/7 services ensures you won’t have to wait during an already stressful time.

Conclusion

Choosing the right funeral home in Delhi NCR can make a significant difference in the way you and your family navigate the funeral process. Whether you need cremation services, a dead body ambulance service, or a simple, respectful memorial service, the right provider will offer you the guidance and support you need during this difficult time.

By considering factors like reputation, services, cost, and cultural sensitivity, you can make an informed decision that ensures the final arrangements for your loved one are handled with dignity, respect, and professionalism. Take your time to research and choose a funeral home that aligns with your values and needs, and offers the peace of mind that you and your family deserve during a challenging time.

Contact Details

Contact Person: Mrs. Vinita Massey (Managing Partner)

Address : 13, Raj Niwas Marg, Ludlow Castle, Civil Lines, Delhi, 110054

Address : Indian Christian Cemetery, Bazar Sangatrashan, Nehru Bazar, Paharganj, New Delhi, Delhi 110055

Mobile : +91-9999444529, +91-8010606219, +91-9599210034, +91-9599200249,

Mobile : [email protected]

#cremation #funeral services #dead body ambulance #funeral home

1 note · View note

911biocleaninc · 2 months ago

Text

Necessary Services After Dead Body Removal in Los Angeles and Burbank, CA

It is indeed shocking to learn of a death occurring in the neighborhood or home. The thought of dead body removal in Los Angeles and Burbank, CA, takes precedence instead of keeping it at home. Well, this is an onus that ordinary citizens cannot undertake. Proper removal without violation of the law needs to be ensured as well. A person who dies of natural causes at the hospital may have the body handed over to the family, who then make arrangements with the funeral home. Sadly, not all individuals die peacefully in their sleep. Instead, some meet violent death caused by crimes that are too horrendous to bear thinking. It is necessary to inform the law enforcement authorities after being aware of a crime or unnatural death. This includes the involvement of the coroner’s office and the legal authorities, with investigative procedures following swiftly. The body may be removed by the authorities and kept in suitable storage thereafter until the authorities are done with their responsibilities. Quick burial or cremation usually follows after informing the kin. The reasons for such prolonged disbursal and investigation methods after the death come to light include the following circumstances:-

· Untended death · Dead body discovered outside the home and in unusual circumstances · There is reason to suspect foul play · There is no funeral home informed about the death and the need to make arrangements for removal of the body

Simply removing the body is not the end of the responsibilities of the family. Instead, they must contact a professional company for proper cleanup to eliminate the biohazards from the scene immediately.

Trying to vacuum and mop up the fluid and remnants after the dead body is removed spells trouble. Using ordinary equipment and cleaning agents to do so would be foolhardy. Moreover, such specialized cleaning needs to be done by trained and certified personnel as well.

Most cleanup companies are well-reputed for quality and are likely to be endorsed and/or recommended by law enforcement authorities, too. The professionals undertake the following measures to eliminate all biohazards from the scene of crime/death:

· Assessment- The team of professionals will scrutinize the scene and note the type of cleaning needed before proceeding with the needful.

· Secure & Set Up- The particular area would be identified and controlled by removing all bystanders and family members from the scene. The pros will be suitably clothed in PPE and use specialized equipment along with strong yet eco-friendly cleaning products to wash and dry the scene of death.

· Removal- There may be bloodstains, bodily fluid, and tissue parts to be removed before the cleanup proceeds. Such material will be picked up with proper tools and stored in OSHA-recommended containers to be transported to a designated area for treatment and/or disposal.

· Cleanup This process not only ensures a thorough cleanup of the contaminated scene but is followed by sanitization and deodorization as well

Such cleanups may be followed up with odor removal in Los Angeles and Burbank, CA.

#dead body removal in Los Angeles and Burbank #CA #odor removal in Los Angeles and Burbank

0 notes