#TW Accident

[onlytiktoks]

[m3dieval]

Found this wild jousting incident and the video it's from makes basically no mention of it.

The horse looks shaken but uninjured. The knight (Cliff Marisma) went on to win the tournament. So everyone was relatively okay in the end.

[raceweek]

indycar is insane….georgina the mannequin im so sorry

[jenthebug]

Do you pray? Can you send energy out into the universe? If your spirit works like that, send some out for a fallen skateboarder. No matter what, wear a helmet when you're on a skateboard or a bike.

tw death, tw accident, tw head injury

(my read mores, as always, are optional)

I was taking Jay to a friend's house, driving southbound down a major street (three lanes each way). Just past an intersection, there was a car with hazards on in the southbound left lane and a skateboard in front, a car in the southbound middle lane with hazards on and a woman out of the car talking on the phone, and two guys with skateboards directing traffic into the right lane.

I saw a man laying in the median, completely motionless.

Jay didn't look up from his phone. I decided not to turn this into an impromptu driving lecture.

I dropped him off at his friend's house, which took less than five minutes from where we were.

On the way back, a few blocks from the accident scene, an ambulance passed me going lights and sirens. It was going southbound, toward the highway and the trauma center. (The other hospital it would have gone to is northbound, but they don't specialize in trauma)

I said out loud to the ambulance, "Be safe and do good work."

As I passed the scene, I saw the car in the left lane. It had a big dent in its right front fender, indicating a huge hit.

A police officer was closing the road to southbound traffic. Police don't close major roads when someone's gonna be okay.

A hot return to the trauma center, a big dent, and a closed road; this guy's probably dead. Either that, or he has irrevocably life shattering head trauma, since he wasn't wearing a helmet. Poor guy.

So. Pray. Send your good energy out into the universe. A skater needs it tonight. And wear a helmet.

[cptjh-arts]

D:BH Server Event "New Beginnings"

Art and/or writing event! One submission per person, reflecting the theme "New Beginnings". Must be D:BH based, and safe for work. May include character shipping if desired!

I did a collage of some of "New Beginnings" based on a rp I have. Still have to get used to csp and still missing some of my brushes in krita, but I am satisfied how this turned out!

Please do not share without credits, use this as your own art and reupload it or use it for commercial purposes.

[yourfriendlyneighborhoodsloth]

Holy shit. I was just told that one of my cousins is dead and my uncle and other cousin are missing at sea. They were fishing in bad weather and the boat capsized. I feel so horrible for my grandma and extended family. This is the 3rd son that my grandma has outlived. And my cousins were in their fucking twenties. My other uncle died literally last year. I'm starting to feel like this family is cursed.

[inkblot22]

Circle

Kalim has a gorilla grip on my heart rn please excuse me. This is supposed to be a Floyd headcanons post but I found this in my drive and finished it because I got possessed. Not very long, but hopefully enjoyable.

TW for captivity, implied kidnapping, enabling behaviors, accidental injury, love bombing if you squint, poor Jamil being an indentured servant.

He's overly doting. 

Before this, you wouldn't have thought that this was a thing. You would have continued living your life believing that no one could ever have been so fond of you as Kalim.

And he would posit that you were correct. It was a cosmic event, he said. From the minute you gently encouraged him, he said he was head over heels. 

You're just unsure of one thing: does Kalim love you, or does Kalim love the idea of you? 

He's an awful measure of his own strength. He leaves a mess of bruises trailed along your skin from touches that he deems as gentle, but he always apologizes profusely once he notices them. Sure, it takes him eons to actually notice that he's hurt you. Sure, you're literally chained to his bed with Jamil as your only other confidant.

But really, he says he loves you. He treats you like you’re made of gold, he dotes upon you like no other.

During one of his visits, because he can’t always be with you, unfortunately for him, you mentioned in passing how you liked to drink iced tea when it was hot like this. It’s always hot in this part of Scarabia. You try not to think about the cold part too much, or the nights. You’d think about that later, and besides, it isn’t as relevant as the casks upon casks of iced tea that Kalim produced not even three hours later. 

Jamil looked pissed. When he was putting ointment on your irritated ankle later on, you asked him about it, and he scoffed.

“You asked for it. Why are you asking me about it?”

“What? No I didn’t. I just told him that when I was a kid, I used to drink iced tea on the balcony of our apartment when it was… oh… oh no.”

Jamil stood, cupping your cheek and offering you a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, “Kalim doesn’t think about things like you and I. He heard that you liked iced tea and he got you iced tea. If you don’t want this to repeat in the future,” Jamil leaned towards your ear, voice lowering with a venomous spike, “choose your words carefully.”

You hadn’t told Kalim any more childhood stories after that. Jamil didn’t seem as irritated, either. 

But a gift and his generally sweet nature doesn’t mean that he actually loves you. 

During a different visit, while Jamil was looking over a bruise that looked especially bad, you voiced this concern aloud. 

“Does Kalim actually care at all?”

“Believe me, if I spent my time pondering questions as inane as that, I’d have gray hairs. Try not to think about it too much.”

You stopped talking to Jamil as candidly after that. He was something of an enabler, either that or he didn’t really care about your well being in Kalim’s care.

And really, Kalim’s care was Jamil’s care, and Jamil’s care centered around keeping Kalim out of trouble, and as long as he was around you, Kalim wasn’t in any real danger, not with you in the state you were in. So of course it was in Jamil’s best interest to keep you stupid and isolated and lightly battered from Kalim’s ministrations and affections.

But you couldn’t help yourself from wondering why he was so doting. Did he like you, or the idea of you?

[gemsofgreece]

I am posting BBC’s most recent article about the train collision for the non-Greek followers:

[fervidus]

marlowe craford - i'll publish a longer temporary bio soon, but the cliffnotes. tw accidental death, tw drowning, tw foster system, tw abuse.

Marlowe is the younger sister of Mackenzie Crawford and they are both er nurses at Gaffney Chicago Medical Center.

Growing up, their parents were friendly with the Cornelius and Elizabeth Rhodes, leading to the girls being friends with their children. Particularly, Mackenzie and Connor were close friends.

They lost their parents to drowning during a boating accident at their lakehouse on Lake Michigan outside of Chicago. Mackenzie was a few months shy of 18 and Marlowe was 13.

Connor begged his dad to take them in and Cornelius seemingly agreed but then only took in Mackenzie because he didn't have interest in raising Marlowe for 5 more years.

Marlowe entered the foster system and the first family she was placed with relocated to Florida. They then got pregnant on their own and dropped the foster kids.

As a ward of Florida, Marlowe was placed into an abusive foster home.

With the help of Cornelius, Mackenzie was able to petition for custody of her sister, eased by her current foster home ending in a high profile assault case. Cornelius tells Mackenzie after she gains custody that she can now focus on paying him back for her lawyer and start making her own way.

After watching her sister work herself ragged to pay back her debt, Marlowe insists that her sister stops putting her life on hold for her and encourages her to go to nursing school with her at UIC.

[sappho-favourite-pupil]

I genuinely want go kill myself, but at the same time i know i won't and i won't because i can't for more than one good reason. I just wish some accident would happen atp, so that i could stop suffering without hurting anyone.

[paxton-brady]

🍻 + “ is there something you have never told anyone ?” (leo)

It's not a good feeling that fills Paxton's chest in that moment, but Paxton's one too many beers in to think about something else. Filtering his answer isn't a thought that crosses his mind, and the thing is, he's a pretty open book.

Pax wears his heart on his sleeve and carries his intentions out in the open, but the one thing that's stayed hushed in the deep recesses of his mind is, "I wanted to die, once."

His eyes lift to meet Leo's, and the smiles remains.

"Not now, not recently, but sixteen years ago after my accident. I was eighteen. In hindsight, a little dramatic of me, but it was hard. People coming in to visit me, wish me well, and look at me with sad eyes. Then my mom-" She always meant well, truly, but that was the only time in his life he felt a strain on their relationship.

"She was so hopeful and supportive. Through recovery and adjusting to life and physical therapy. Sometimes it hurt so much, or it was just so hard I didn't want to keep trying. I still kept a brave face on, probably more for everyone else's sake than my own. They didn't know any better, I didn't want them to. Wrote up a letter too, on the computer, when I thought it was time, but the power went out."

Pax chuckles softly at that then shrugs his shoulders and lets his gaze drop to the drops of condensation on the table top. "Obviously, I couldn't act on any thoughts without printing that letter first. Don't ask me the reasoning, but by the time power came back on and I reread it, I had a moment of clarity and deleted the word doc." Maybe it'd been too much, so when he does look back up, it's with apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dumped that on you." His hand shifts across the space to hook his pinky around Leo's. "But I'm fine now, I promise."

@leomlarson

[sxcret-garden]

This happened a few months back and I don't even know whether I would consider this a dream or nightmare? But it took place on Oct. 24, 2028, exactly ten years after debut. ATEEZ were gonna have their disbandment concert/tour and this was in Spain. I'm pretty sure this took place before the concert would happen but Yeosang got all of the members drunk and they were drunk driving (split into two cars). But Im talking they were speeding like over 125 mph and they were just going ham yk.

So they're speeding into this plaza type area and both cars crash into a flight of stairs. The impact was so bad that it killed all eight of them instantly. And in that dream I woke up the next morning and it was like all over the news outlets, there were articles everywhere, people saying RIP on here, Twitter, Instagram, like everywhere. Posts saying like "Park Seonghwa of ATEEZ dead at 30", "Jeong Yunho dead at 29" and "K-Pop group killed instantly in deadly crash."

For whatever reason it felt so eerily real that I legit woke up at 4am tossing and turning around for my phone and I immediately went to google spam searching stuff up like "ATEEZ" "ATEEZ crash" "did ATEEZ disband?" And I was searching up all the members too cause I was freaking tf out 🙏😭.

But thank goodness it was just a dream my heart was racing like hell I wanted to cry so bad 😭😭

Omg are you okay???? That sounds like a horrible night 😭😭😭 I hope you recovered from the shock ;;;

[olliexheywood]

Full Name: Oliver Heywood  

Pronouns/Gender: 36

Age & Birthday: May 15th

Birth Place: New Bellevoux

How long have they been in town?: Back for three years

Living Situation: Downtown

Occupation: CEO of Strand Helix Biotech

Family (Siblings, significant others, children, etc. (Please give us birthdays or birth years for any children!): Sydney Heywood, Nick Heywood

BIOGRAPHY:

TW: Accident

The last name Heywood is a name that carried weight, Oliver was aware of this from an early age. Being the oldest of the Heywood, the weight was heavy on his shoulders, he had always known what was expected of him. Oliver knew his role and followed it well, he tried his best to maintain the family image, to live within the lines. There was no room for him to stray. His wants were locked away, trapped and caged. He never remembered his wants or needs. There were two sides to Oliver, one side that his siblings knew so very well. He was loyal and protective, he had a kind heart and would do anything for the people he cared about, he would move heaven and heart for them.

The other side people saw was a cocky, sometimes serious, and logical side. A side that was dedicated to maintaining the image that his family had worked so hard for. This side helped him deal with his emotions; it helped cover his voice especially when it came to disagreeing with his parents. Oliver grew up involved in many different sports and activities, his father expecting him to be well rounded and believed he should be disciplined.

Since he was little Oliver had tutors in many different subjects, forced to learn different languages. As soon he turned seven, he was already riding a horse and responsible for one. Even at an early age, he was already attending events, surrounded by other powerful families. Boring events that Oliver hated and often get punished for missing and for not paying attention. A lot of eyes were on Oliver as he grew older, more expectations and pressure which at time felt like they would rush him. Oliver learned to keep that feeling a secret, learned to scream without making a word.

As expected, of him, Oliver was a smart kid, he was popular and had a charm that made people like him. Maybe it was his cold, cocky and serious side mix with his kindness. Oliver involved himself in sports, playing football and soccer. Making captain off his team, he also excelled when it came to academics, his interest in science biology and chemistry. His logical mind and photographic memory give him an advantage. It was no surprise that he graduated with high marks, being on the top of his glass. His grades and connections give him so many different options of top schools to attend. Oliver got accepted into Yale and which was where he completed his undergraduate with a bachelor's degree in Biochemistry and a minor in business.

After completing his bachelor's degree, he decided to attend Tulane University, a private university, deciding to be closer to home. Since he could never escape, the powerful Heywood name followed him and once people heard the name, they always looked at him differently. It was in Tulane that he met Meyra. He had bumped into her by accident because he was distracted. Feeling bad he offered to buy her coffee after helping her pick up her books. She accepted, the two of them hit it off before running into each other again. Oliver and Meyra got closer and closer, eventually officially dating during the second semester.

Oliver was smart and started making a name for himself, wanting to prove to everyone that he could do something on his own and he was not one that rode on his family name. He knew so many people thought of that when they saw him and so he started a business, a bio tech company. Oliver balanced establishing a business, school, and relationships. Oliver was loyal and supportive. Their relationship was good and strong even when they were long distance when Oliver moved to New York to continue growing his business and when his business became a massive success, giving the Heywood name high recognition. Oliver spent his time between New York and NC Chapel Hill where Meyra got accepted and attended graduate school. Sending flowers often and making sure they talked every single day. Oliver was happy until things changed when Meyra was in an accident.

Oliver’s mom had never accepted his relationship with Meyra, opposing  due to her background but Oliver did not care. He had gotten the family ring despite his mother’s objection. Oliver had planned to propose but the accident and Meyra losing her family caused him to put it on pause. He was there for her every single step of the way. Helping as best as he could. For six months he was in NB while Meyra healed and recovered. After she recovered, they returned to NC Chapel Hill.

Oliver had left and ran some errands and came home to see that all of Meyra things were gone and all was left a note. Reading that note destroyed and broke his heart. He tried to reach her but could not. Heartbroken, Oliver moved back fully to New York to focus his full attention on his company which he did.

Six long years has passed since the woman he loved left and his heart broken. Oliver had decided to take a backseat and focus on himself. He is back in town, taking it easy and maybe finally facing things he had been running from.

[layraket]

can you guys recommend me some fluff fics with the chain pls? or just show me ur pets?

[kaylatechheart]

More Butterfly Effect AU Stuff (MATURE)

TW: Some content might be disturbing, this includes, blood, uncanny things, analog horror, accidental murder implications, PTSD and exposed brain. I'll post a separate one without the mature stuff. Ok, so I decided to repost some more lore stuff here so enjoy :D Butterfly Effect AU owned by me. PPG owned by Craig McCracken