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#Sue suicide
muffin-gods · 9 months
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Happy Friday the 13th or whatever :)
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I wanted to post this earlier in the day but I couldn't cuz I was depressed this morning /hj. Anyway, behold my Oc Sue. She's cursed. Friday the 13th is related to her story but you wouldn't know that cuz I barely post shit about my 150 Oc lol. Also she's an OC that once I start posting about her more she'll need a trigger warning cuz her nickname is Sue Suicide :|
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cyan-6-ide · 10 months
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simon saying he wants to be become ice king again is so in character it’s agonising. he wore the crown again and again to begin with so he could save a girl, even if it meant the horror of losing himself and driving away every last person he cared about. he spent over a thousand years in that state, practically lost and replaced. almost nobody knew who he used to be, not even him. the new world wasn’t jarring, because this was how it had always been for ice king, for a thousand years, for the forever that he could process. he had his place in the system and he wasn’t *happy*, but he slid into the chaos of ooo as his state of mind deteriorated.
then he’s cognisant again. but the love of his life is dead. and it truly sinks in that even though he is back, the ice king would never give back the time he took from him. the world he knew slipped away while he forgot it, and he’s left as an outsider who can’t even find solace in his own species, one that moved on without him. he has to sit with everything ice king did. everything that took from him. every way that hurt others. every moment of sickening confusion and loss and pain. and those who could never feel the gravity tell him again and again that he was so much cooler and fun back then! that he’s just some lame old guy now, such a downer! always on about some girl, or staring off sadly! who would want to mope with him at a bar rather than party with the ice king, right?
marcaline doesn’t even rely on him anymore. grown and independent now. grown when he wasn’t there to see it. it’s not like anybody else needs him either, and what does he have to give now, anyway? he tries and tries to bring his girlfriend back and every time he’s smacked in the face. he’s so tired. he’s so, so tired. he wouldn’t half mind being the ice king again, because even with the pain of that, at least he wouldn’t be capable of thinking about these things anymore. he would have powers that could help people again. he would be fun and charismatic and free from being cognisant. even better than dying, he could make people happy this way too. two birds with one stone, in his eyes. at least the ice king has a reason to be alive.
it becomes a third bird when fionna *needs* this. it’s not the only plausible solution, but it’s a damn clean one. her problems will be fixed, fixed with the crown the way that simon used to fix every problem all those years ago. the most reliable shortcut. he’ll be free from life, and the world will get their *beloved* ice king back. the events of 1000 years ago can repeat, but this time he’ll never seek a cure.
of course this is a flawed view, and i can’t remotely see this being the endgame for his arc, and it could *never* be portrayed as the right course of action. falling into that old pattern and life would be a monumental act of self harm in an attempt to escape himself, and it would leave marcaline in pieces to see him relapse and lose himself all over again in that last ditch effort. it’s genuinely a simultaneous act of relapse and suicide, and though it’s so clear why he’s reached this point, i do NOT believe this series will end with him re-becoming the ice king. and if it does, it will be a horrifying event, not a happy culmination of his character arc.
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nat-20s · 6 months
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Runaway Bride is so funny because The Doctor is like "lmao you're not fucking important or special or smart why would you matter???" to Donna and then like four hours later he would've fucking killed himself if she wasn't around.
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darladolly · 10 months
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i'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch ♥*♡∞:。.。
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dyketubbo · 3 months
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i think before joining or making a minecraft roleplay server every creator needs to either have played at least ONE campagin of a ttrpg of their choice (doesnt have to be dnd) or they must have spent their entire childhood roleplaying with people on any social media/forum/chat app their tiny hands could get a hold on. i want these minecraft roleplayers to have backgrounds in doing roleplay with actions written out *like this* in their friends text messages and getting into insane drama as teenagers in discord roleplay servers
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futurewgarbage · 6 months
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Waaaiiitt hold on i wasn't expecting sss class suicide hunter to be actually good????? It has a shitty name like the million empty rip off light novels and manhwas but it's...so good????????? How?????
I just started binging it today but it's so compelling. It has themes and they're discussed from different angles and it tells stories that matter and the mc actually changes so much throughout the story.
As im writing this im at ch 78 of the manhwa and im just. Floored. Holy shit. I assume there's a lot more in store for me moving forward but goddamn?????? It's so touching, so moving and so cool also. Im impressed. Im amazed. People should be talking more about this wth!!!!
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brandwhorestarscream · 7 months
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Cybermorph au( Armada)
What if we change the "dead" to "badly injured"? I saw some fans do this
The result would still be Megatron having a reality check with what happened
I'm sad and cranky rn so I'm taking it out on Starscream
I don't remember all the exact details of his death but I do know he's generally hailed as a martyr. Sacrificed himself for the greater good and all that. I'm gonna twist it juuust a bit: he has every intention to die and not just because he thinks it's a necessity. That is part of it, yes, but I like to imagine all the countless years of utter-indifference-to-downright-cruelty from Megatron has made it so he just... doesn't want to be alive anymore. He's a nuisance, an unwanted mistake: he's never done anything to help his hive and his carrier doesn't seem to love him at all. He's tolerated only because their species is already critically endangered. He's a bad morph. He's cripplingly lonely and sad. Cybermorphs are social creatures that need bonds to be healthy, and Starscream just. Doesn't have it. His mental state has spiralled out of control and has finally manifested in the ultimate amalgamation of self loathing and isolation: suicidal ideation.
He's eager--no, desperate--for the pain to finally end. And deep down, more than anything, he hopes dying to save everyone will finally, finally, earn him his carrier's pride and maybe some of his love. It's all he wants. All he's ever wanted.
He's gotten really good at filtering out his own thoughts from the hivemind over the years. Doesn't want to burden them with his angst. But as he's about to throw himself into the metaphorical fire, his filters crack and then dissolve all together: he wants them to know they won't have to tolerate him anymore, and that he's doing it for them. For him. He truly, genuinely hopes this will make his carrier happy.
Megatron suddenly freezes during his final stand off with Optimus. Prime manages to get a hit in and sends him skidding back, but notices the cybermorph queen isn't really looking at him anymore. His face has gone slack, optics wide and horrified, then he promptly turns on a dime and takes off like a bat out of hell, bellowing Starscream's name.
It's too late, though. He can't stop his foolish little morphling even with his most powerful and desperate command as the queen.
He arrives just in time to see him drop, collapsing limp and charred and terrifyingly still, his presnece from the hivemind gone and sparkpulse so faint he seems doomed to blip out before Megatron can even get his hands on him. I'm headcannoning this scene to be similar to the frozen river in Wolf Children--desperate and regretful mother shaking him, hysterical and panicking, begging him to wake up and open his optics. Megatron's lost morphlings before, so, so many before, but not like this. Never like this. They all died at the hands of the autobots, be it in battle or during the early war nest raids. This is new, this is fresh, a special kind of grief and terror he's never been subjected to before. His very last morphling just tried to kill himself. He's shocked. He's horrified. He doesn't know what to do.
Through the power of fanfic and extremely resilient cybermorphs bodies, Starscream survives, but barely. He's in a coma for several decacycles after the fact. There's extensive bodywork to put him back together and stabilize him, but he's still in critical condition. While he's unconscious, he doesn't dream. He doesn't hear anything of the outside world. There's no sensation, no feeling, no nothing. Just the abyss.
When he finally reawakens, he's very disoriented. So stiff he can't even bend his fingers at first, optics open a single micrometer and flinching against even the low light of his recovery chamber. Everything hurts. Everything. Ventilating hurts. Blinking hurts. Trying to turn his neck to look around hurts. Tears bubble up in his optics and he starts very softly sobbing, in agony and disappointed in himself all at once.
What will the queen say? He's going to be in so much trouble. How can he be such a failure that he can't even die properly?! Did they win? Are they safe? He doesn't remember, he doesn't know-
Anxiety and panic bloom in his chassis and he's about 2 seconds away from a whole ass nervous breakdown in his hospital bed.
Then, suddenly, the door opens
His helm jerks to the side to look and white hot pain flares throughout his entire body, lacing down his main spinal strut and setting fire to every single nerve ending and sensory diode in his body. It's too much and he's helpless to stop himself from crying harder, especially when he sees who's just arrived.
The cybermorph queen himself has arrived and Starscream flinches back, trying so hard to cower away from him but his body won't move the way he wants it to, he's so stiff and it hurts so bad and oh stars Megatron's going to kill him for this-
He's expecting a lot of things. For his carrier to yell at him. To ream him the worst he's ever experienced. To be banished from the hive for being so reckless and stupid, or to just be eaten for his transgression. The cybermorphs have never been cannibalistic before, but he wouldn't be surprised if that was deemed a fitting punishment for royally screwing up as much as he has. He's expecting to be ridiculed, hated, screamed at.
He's expecting anything, honestly, aside from what happens. He is in no way shape or form expecting his carrier to cross the room in a single second and throw all 4 arms around him (I uh. Recently found out xenomorph queens have 4 arms. Didn't notice that until 2 days ago. Whoops)
Starscream gasps, shock pulsing through his entire body. He's never been held like this before, never been held at all: his secondary arms are both grasping at his shoulders, holding him close. Main arms have one wrapped around his back, the other cradling his helm and tucking his face close against the queen's chassis.
He's trilling, chirping, blubbering in cybermorph speak. My Starscream, my little morph, I'm so sorry, forgive your foolish carrier for not realizing how you felt. I'm so glad you're alright, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, but you're safe now. You're ok.
The first time he's ever been held by his carrier. The first time he's ever been spoken to so gently. The first time he's ever been told that he is loved. He doesn't have it in him to be angry, or to feel betrayed: he's so exhausted and in so much agonizing pain, all he can do is melt into the warm embrace and cry. It's the sort of crying wherein every sound is visceral, wet and painful, pouring out every bit of loneliness and devestation and every horrible thing he's had to endure over the years. He clings on, desperately, to Megatron's frame, begging him to say it again. To swear it to be true, that it's really over, that he's never going to have to feel like this again. The queen promises it easily, and holds him tight enough to dent the entire time. Purring at his last remaining morphling, swearing to protect and properly love him forever going forward. Maybe Starscream's connection to the emotional hivemind was weak, maybe it had grown numb in war, but he'd never been privvy to these feelings before. Megatron blames himself and vows to never, ever allow these mistakes to repeat.
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I'm gonna cut this here cuz it's getting long and I'm tired. This may be exceptionally ooc but I really can't be hecked to care. If you want a follow up of this, uhhh just ask. If you have more thoughts, send em. Im going back to bed lmfao
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ultramaga · 4 months
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morbidology · 1 year
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Born on the 6th of February, 1908, in Port Albot, Wales, Peg Entwistle would come to symbolize everything dark about the chew you up and spit you out Hollywood of the 1930s. Her name and story symbolize the failed dreams of many hopefuls that rushed to Los Angeles in search of stardom.
Entwistle came to the United States with her father following her mother’s death in 1910. Her father was offered a position as a stage manager by Broadway producer, Charles Frohman. Her father tragically passed away in 1922 from injuries sustained in a hit-and-run accident and Entwistle was adopted by her uncle, actor Charles Entwistle. Much like her uncle, Entwistle discovered a love for acting. She studied at Henry Jewett’s Respertory in Boston. While here, her performance as Hedvig in Henrik Ibsen’s “The Wild Duck” was said to have inspired Bette Davis to become an actress.1 After her studies, she was recruited to join the New York Theater Guild where she worked steadily on Broadway.
Despite her success in New York, Entwistle wanted more than to be on stage; she wanted to be on the big screen. Like many before her during the Golden Era, the bright lights of Hollywood lured her in.
She travelled to Hollywood in April of 1932 move into the Hollywood Studio Club, a rooming hotel for women. Later, she moved in with her Uncle Harold at Beachwood Canyon Drive in Hollywood to save money. She got various small parts here and there but she struggled to set herself apart from the plethora of other hopeful actresses and the sea of beautiful faces. 
When she finally scored a deal with the prestigious studio, RKO, she was over the moon. It was her big break, she had hoped, but she would soon come to find that she was going to be sadly mistaken....
𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞:
https://morbidology.com/the-hollywood-death-of-peg-entwistle/
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quietwingsinthesky · 10 months
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if Castiel had just taken a day off every once in a while to watch Sam & Dean while they plan their murder-suicide and go through with it so that he can bring them back afterwards, they would genuinely be more mentally stable than they are in the show
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muffin-gods · 2 months
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Me realizing I had this in my drafts for about a week and completely forgot to post it. Woops. Anyways my oc Sue Suicide. I way better drawing than the last one I posted. I feel like I hated that drawing so much I was thinking about deleting it but I don't remember if I ever did.
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maidofmetal · 9 months
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psych medications are such a fucking joke like now i have all these horrible side effects + i still wanna kill myself like literally what is the point
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sofiasgirls · 1 year
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Kathleen Turner in Francis Ford Coppola’s ‘Peggy Sue got Married’ (1986).
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Sofia Coppola’s ‘The Virgin Suicides’ (1999). Kathleen Turner was cast as Mrs. Lisbon.
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darladolly · 1 year
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blue-thief · 4 months
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hi! sorry but this is probably a touchy subject but can i ask who dazai anon is? i've seen them mentioned by you once or twice but i never really knew what was happening. you don't have to answer this if you don't want to! please take care of yourself first and i hope you have a good day :)
the dazai anon is known for constantly harassing and cyberstalking soukoku shippers and chuuya fans. she started off on twt, but about a year ago or so she came onto tumblr and started spamming with asks, reblogs, and mentions. her accounts keep getting taken down but she always comes back with a new burner account. i've never been personally targeted by her, but she has come onto one of my posts to harass one of my followers who reblogged something from me. a lot of my mutuals and ppl i follow are repeated targets of her attacks. usually it's nothing more than dumb copypastas calling chuuya "chuugly" and soukoku "shitkouku", but i have heard claims of her sending gore and death threats to some people. she has also publically threatened suicide here and spammed kafka asagiri's twt mentions with those threats
in most cases of internet trolling, i encourage people to just block and move on to not encourage them, but the dazai anon has been at this for over a year now. atp the only way to stop them is to take legal action. however, since i have never been a direct target of hers, i don't think i can be the one to sue them.
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