#TW: rotting animal

[nobie]

Obi-Wan 'Bi King' Kenobi (Cody's version)

[breathing-rapture]

This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever found. Half of this deer’s face was partially mummified by direct exposure to the sun, and the other half was perfectly cleaned to the bone. He looks mythical, like some sort of death spirit. I cherish him dearly, he’s all cleaned up at home with me now (photos from last fall)

It took… a lot of strength to get all that mummified skin off. And there were so many maggots. I tried my very best not to hurt any of them in the process, I love those guys.

[robinspinknest]

[dialtone-deadlyring]

[friendcrumbs]

re-animator (1985) and beyond reanimator (2003) posters but if they were made by polska szkoła plakatu

[pincushionx]

Realizing how much your Ghoul AU Hunter would break after flapjacks death, that boy will go through so much and probably think he is truly a monster for a long while into probably the first few months post WaD

Mwhehheehhe, enjoy this rendered sketch :3

How Hunter survived possession in this version, poor flapjack got caught in some crossfire, the shock of it forced Belos out (Belos , who already wanted out since he the bloodlust and painful hunger was too much)

Yup, my boy can fit so much much self-hatred

[soggy-fishsticks]

hey guyss

so this is ***NOT*** a finished animation by a longshot and has *huge* gaps in it, but I've figured that maybe showing you guys what I have done so far will motivate me to finish it 💀💀 So here it is, in its painfully unfinished glory!!!

Even though there are huge blank gaps spread throughout it, there's still English subtitles throughout the entire video so you can see what it (hopefully) is going to be!! :)

As always, Tw ⚠️ for disturbing imagery!!

also ignore the random dots/black sides of the screen 💀 I use them to mark frame changes :P

[yutxsgf]

If you died, Katsuki's heart and soul would be crushed. Even worse if he was the reason why.

Ever since you passed away from that one accident, he's never been the same. He's officially retired as a pro hero, locking himself up in the very same four walls that used to be your shared room. Now, it's just a soulless, empty pit of what it used to be.

He's cut off all of his friends, even Kirishima to the best of his abilities. He'd barely eat, only eating when Kirishima would get fed up enough to literally shove food down his throat.

The only thing on his mind was you and you only. Your future, your future kids, how you'd look if you aged. Your smile lingered in his brain every time it could to the point where all he could do was curl up and sob, wishing you were here and alive.

He wanted to see you again. He needed to see you again.

And so, he did.

[thebonerr]

TW for possum decomp and discussion of such things under the cut

Chuckles the possum was found on the side of the road in february of 2024 and has been slowly consumed by the earth since

very cool timeline imo

his skull is gone in the last picture because i’m trying to clean it

[graveyardharmony]

yote soup? nuh uh girl this beetle island!!

[simplych4i]

@a-scary-lack-of-common-sense made this poem and I couldn't help myself. There's something so wonderful about it, I just kept rereading it. Had to make something of it.

[darkootrot]

you'll always be next to me

[havoc-clan]

Moon 1 - The lizard

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[jakey-beefed-it]

My cat, Frisbee, is dying.

He's been losing weight for a while now. At first it was a good thing, we thought- he was a big chonker of a tubby boy, and we figured switching him from unregulated kibble whenever he felt like it to set meal times of wet food, plus running up and down the stairs of his new house after he moved to Toronto with me, was making a difference. Certainly it did, but he continued to lose weight beyond his goal of 12 pounds, and began vomiting copious amounts of bile every couple of nights.

We took him in to the vet and confirmed he was a little underweight at 10.3 pounds, and with his list of symptoms the vet was hopeful that it was either feline diabetes or hyperthyroidism, both of which are treatable. Unfortunately, his white blood cell count came back outrageously high such that he almost certainly has gastrointestinal lymphoma. Which is apparently not uncommon in middle-aged cats (he's nearly ten).

They could confirm it with an exploratory surgery, but his health is obviously suffering already and there's no guarantee he'd survive the very expensive surgery. Much less the subsequent very expensive chemotherapy which would only buy him another six months to two years, on average.

Even if I had the money for the drastic options, I don't think I'd go for it- just putting the poor guy through all that when he can't understand why we're doing it. But I don't have the money anyway, so it makes it a little easier to accept that the best thing I can do for him now is make him comfortable and happy for as long as I can.

He's got, probably, a few weeks to a few months. Possibly a little more if he responds well to anti-inflammatories and can digest a bit more of his food a bit better. That much we can do for him.

I'm going to spoil him rotten for whatever time we have left. I already spoiled him with constant cuddles and affection and treats, but now instead of an overlarge handful of treats once a day, he's getting it two or three times a day. And mealtimes are off; he meows and runs to his bowl, he gets food. Why not- it will make him happy and it might make him a little stronger. His weight certainly isn't an issue.

He's been a dear friend these past nearly ten years, there for me with his head bonks and trilling purrs and grooming my beard for me like I was a fellow cat in good times and bad. He's the best cat I've ever had, and nothing can ever replace him. But there's nothing left for me to do but to make him as happy and comfortable as I can for as long as I can, until it becomes clear that he's suffering, at which point I can grant him a painless passing with me at his side.

I'm. Not doing well, emotionally, but that's to be expected. I love this little guy more than is remotely reasonable and I'm going to miss him like a vital organ when he's gone. But until then, yeah. He gets spoiled. He deserves it.

Pictured here in better health, a floofy chonker nonpareil.

[rhokutlauncher]

A final restful sleep before freedom, a goodbye to a friend Bases by: The-Wandering-Fairy

[acacia-clan]

TW: A Rotting Cat Corpse Below The Cut

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