#I'm Sorry for Your Loss

[canisalbus]

RE: Ludovica's girlfriend, I've been picturing her like my childhood dog. A solid coat might look nice against Ludovica's spots. My old girl had black fur with a strong brown undertone. She was a rescue (and the sweetest, calmest lady), but according to a DNA test (which I know aren't the most reliable) she was a Labrador Retriever / American Staffordshire Terrier / Chinese Shar Pei mix. She just passed recently. I guess that might be part of the reason I have this strong mental image. Hope you don't mind me sharing!

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[undead-knick-knack]

Me at Keyleth:

Not to be insensitive, but I'm going to be insensitive

[critter-creature-or-beast]

Submitted for classification by @chaos-smoothie

"Kitty has recently passed, so I am coming here to ask the people to identify her."

[splatoon-confession-box]

I don't know if I'll ever be able to see Big Man the same way again. I just lost my childhood cat after 15 years, and one of his nicknames was 'Big Man'. I don't know what I'll do without him, but he used to chill with me while I played games, like Splatoon. I'll miss him a lot, but seeing one of his nicknames in game is going to hurt, but I'll never forget home now.

[crmsnmth]

What I Would Give for a Moment of Silence

"You're alive. Be grateful for that," some stranger on the internet tells me. "You've still got your life. You should feel lucky." says another nameless face "You're life is fine." "Look on the bright side of things." "I'm sorry for your loss." "Whydoyouhavetobesomiserableyoudothistoyourselfyouonlyhaveyoutoblamelifeisprecioussuicideisselfishstopthinkingthatway

STOP!

and all I can do is scream with a mouth that's slowly stitched shut And it comes out in thank yous and your right

Unwanted advice, slick with the grease of mechanical caring Somehow we've managed to take the heart in consoling and spike it like the game winning football straight into the ground Words said in monotone with a weak handshake But I bite my tongue and take it with a limp wrist and a Thank you

People who otherwise would ignore my existence People who aren't even all that sure of my name when given the chance they'll tell me how to follow suit And I fold even with a straight flush in my hands

I gag on that way too sweet and wholesome sentiment

[weirdcat1213]

I fucking swear if canada copies this and they vote conservative next year-

[frozengansitos]

I am Malak, a medical student from North Gaza. Our home has been destroyed, and we have been displaced more than 20 times seeking safety, but danger is everywhere💔. During this journey filled with suffering, I lost my brother Moataz, who was martyred while trying to fetch water for us😢.

I want to escape this hell to save my family and continue my medical studies. I have created a donation campaign, and any contribution, whether by donating or sharing the story, means a lot to me. Your support could be the light in this dark tunnel🍉🙏.

€4,675/€25,000 as of 8/6/2024

campaign verified by 90-ghost

[ask-ethari-anything]

I lost my murder Floof Ava recently. can I have a hug please?

Of course. Murder floofs should be remembered with softness.

[skill7spark04]

I don't think I have anything helpful to say as an Aro-Ace Internet Maniac... but...

I don’t know how many boys follow me, but I gotta bet there’s some. I just wanna tell y’all to be careful.

Abusive girls exist and what they’re doing is seen as like “badass tough don’t take no shit” but your girl should not hit you. Ever.

She should not demand for you to hand over your phone to look through.

She should not yell at you and humiliate you either alone or in front of people.

She shouldn’t make you distance yourself from your friends or family.

She shouldn’t scratch you or twist your arms.

She should not call you names.

She shouldn’t tell you ‘she’ll kill herself if you break up’

These are just a few examples of abuse and it’s just seen as okay when girls do it and god knows I’ve fallen victim to it a few times, but you shouldn’t have to.

Never worry about not being in a relationship. If they’re worth it, they won’t hurt you.

No one has the right to hurt you.

[whatsuppeople]

‏Hello! 💖🌺⚘️

‏I humbly present my request to Your Excellency 💫❤️‍🩹, with full confidence and confidence in your commitment to provide assistance💖🩶 and support to my family and children suffering from the horrors of war in 💫Gaza 💫, Palestine💫.

‏We have endured difficult times, struggling to survive with my family🧡 in the midst of war⚘️. We lost the head of the family and many others, and my brother was injured, and his feet and his right hand were amputated because of the war, which destroyed my future, the future of my children, and the future of my family. 🌹At the moment, all we have is prayers🌺. I ask you to share my story.

‏Can you please re-wrote my installed post? On my account 🙏🩷.

‏From the heart: thank you for your support 💖🌟.

‏The link is https://gofund.me/363ae8ca

♥️ https://gofund.me/363ae8ca ♥️

[heroicleader2763]

oh. THEN IM SENDING YOU TO AMERICA . THE LAND OF GUNS AND HOT DOGS!HAHAHA /evil laughter

-🌿(American, sadly)

ooc: WAIT NONONON okay guys bed time!

[thimblena]

i feel like i should get my father a condolence card

[assigning-voidpets-to-posts]

Oho! This post reminds me of a very special voidpet! You get...

Bastard! The Elemental Sloth 4!

(Mythical Void Vivid, Variant 12)

my son who i hate

[2aceofspades]

TW: Blood/Injury, Implied Death

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With you

Lil one-shot I guess...??

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After the dust cleared, it was dead silent. The air was thick with moisture from the dark clouds looming above them all. Someone, probably Raphael, yelled out something Two didn't quite process, his ears still ringing as his vision slowly cleared.

A faint blue glow flickered in the near distance, not too far from where Two was slumped on the ground. More muffled shouts rang out as Two attempted to collect himself, staggering to his feet and trudging over to the source of-

No.

Just the image alone was enough to bring Two collapsing back to his knees. Stupid, he thought.

"H-hey..." One's weak voice just barely got through to Two, snapping him right out of his thoughts.

He stared down at the dimming blue glow, watching it flicker and fade in and out. How the hell are you still here, breathing?

His thoughts became flooded in his head, even more so as he felt his arms cradle his brother's near-lifeless body.

"Did we win?"

Two felt his jaw clench at One's question, feeling frighteningly close to grinding his teeth until they were flat.

Did we win?

The question echoed in Two’s head, as if that would better help him process this moment. In any other instance, he would have deflected and scoffed at such an empty, meaningless question. Did it matter? he thought as he titled his head up, looking around briefly at the wasteland that surrounded them. It was over, that much was apparent.

"Yes,” he huffed, looking down at his brother in his arms as he continued, “Now, shut it and save your strength. Your heart-"

"I know," One croaked out in between a few sputtering breaths, interrupting Two in more ways than one. Two tried to ignore the cast-off of blood coming from his brother's mouth, despising the sickening feeling settling in his stomach as it hit his chin. One smiled weakly up at his brother, his eyes dull and unfocused.

How dare you, Two thought to himself.

His eyes flickered from One's exposed heart, bleeding out and hardly beating, and back to his brother’s face. His brother looked beaten, bloody...broken. It wasn't a look he saw from him often, if at all. It was that damn smile that he watched waver as One's heart beat softer and softer. What cruel irony, Two couldn't help but think, a metaphorical expression brought to life by his stupid, thoughtless, idiotic brother.

Two could still fix this. Even as he held his brother tighter against his own plastron and felt his shirt get soaked by the horrid mix of blood and empyrean; he thought to himself how he'd be the one to fix this.

There was no other choice left.

“Good…” One let out the softest of chuckles, “…we…we can s-start over.”

Something in Two’s own chest faltered, even just briefly. It was enough to shut out the feeling of One’s pathetic coughs and wheezes against him. He watched how One's eyes dulled further, his gaze wandering away from Two's face.

Starting over? That wasn’t ever an option, not one that Two had ever weighed in his mind. He wasn’t sure if that was even an option now. After everything he had done, everything he sacrificed, worked for…his brother still wanted to burn it, bury everything down and out of Two’s reach. One wanted this win, he wanted the impossible.

“Impossible…” Two muttered under his breath.

He heard yet another faint chuckle. And then the dense silence that followed.

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~bonus doodles~

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[themilfsland]

You went to an alcoholics anonymous group to be sober but didn't expect you would get addicted to the hoodie girl.

That's all I can think about right now but I know it would be angst.

[somegrumpynerd]

Honestly your Freaky Friday AU reminded me of that one time I drew Nightmare and Dream on April Fools

Ajdgejgejeg great minds think alike

DUDE NO WAY

Ahkdgkdgkhj We both drew them with their own colour eye lights and everything that's amazing!! :D