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i’ll find you again in every universe. let us be a little more honest, let us have a little more time.
#vashwood#vash the stampede#nicholas d wolfwood#trigun#despite it all though badlands rumble is like. the only universe where we get wolfwood thinking vash died first... and i think that means a#lot to their relationship and how it may bloom if there was more to badlands rumble considering vash literally saw wolfwood carrying a piece#of vash after his supposed death. u know! despite the short time they were together vash still meant so much to wolfwood that he couldn't#just move on or forget him in anyway. needed to keep a piece of him for himself and the rest of his days. but ofc vash lives and wolfwood#was like ill beat ur fucking ass into tomorrow. there's just so much honesty in vash being able to see that gesture bc he wouldnt know#otherwise just how much he might mean to him. ANYWAY. trimax with with the eternal pining featuring the two chapters where imo#where the both of them really fell for each other... i wrote my thoughts about this on another comic i did before#but vash solidifying his feelings during the hospital arc -- ww solidifies his when he realizes his allegiances are permanently with vash#98 my lovelies but also to me they are so one-sided bc ww pined like no tomorrow and vash only realizes after ep 23?24? his heart did tickle#whenever ww complimented his smile though#and tristamp vw my beloveds. it really just feels like they get the chance to be closer and closer and more honest with each other#with every version that comes about. in trimax they knew how little time they had but struggled so desperately to get closer. in 98 ww felt#more willing to forsake for vash. in badlands rumble theyre Angry but as mentioned earlier ^ more blatant truth... due to circumstances#mainly but has the chance to lead to discussions and tristamp literally. first day of knowing each other ww saves vash - 2 days later vash#saves ww like. Man. AND NOW THEY MAY POTENTIALLY GET EVEN CLOSER!!!! with s2....#ruporas art
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anyways !! her :]
#saw the image and thought of them :] it doesnt really fit but i miss them#irosanas you will always be everything to me......#what happened to her anyways. i still havent caught up on arc 2 i just know shes like. dead. or something. with the hospital trio#living in the eternal sakura rumor#magia record#irosana#miss them :[#i already said that but i wanted to say it again
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Phantom Fever
When Danny left Amity he was pretty sure it would be a quick trip. He wasn't expecting a few days' visit to Gotham to check some annoying "co-workers" of Vlad's, a gala and a serious case of fever.
Being fair, Danny didn't know that ghosts could get sick, or how much damage this could do. His powers went completely haywire, activating and deactivating in the middle of the street, and it was only thanks to Vlad that he was able to come up with an excuse or two.
Vlad obviously didn't expect him to get sick either, if his disgusted face was anything to go by. The two had a truce of sorts but it was obvious they were only on friendly terms thanks to Jack Fenton.
Danny didn't feel like locking himself in a room and drinking soup. He wanted to call Frostbite, but he was too far away from the Realms, and the halfa refused to let Vlad check on him.
So he ended up on the streets of Gotham, spreading early winter and ice stalagmites in his wake. It was just luck that Vlad found him before the bats, who were obviously interested in the new development. Danny wondered how he was supposed to attend the gala in those conditions.
#dpxdc#Danny has a fever#this breaks his hold on his powers#and basically throws them out of control#That's why Gotham ended up as Frozen in a matter of minutes#Danny didn't notice#he was busier raving in fever#Danny refuses to go to any hospital#or let Vlad check it#his trust in him remains in doubt#dp x dc#dc x dp#Vlad will make him attend the gala anyway#and Danny will probably freeze the room#The bats thought that the eternal and unbreakable ice was the work of Freeze#but Freeze is looking for the origin#Danny just wants his favorite Doctor Yeti
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nowhere without you
rating: t ♥️ cw: post-final battle, hurt/comfort ♥️ tags: established relationship, hurt/comfort, BIG emotions, even BIGGER love, as in: soul-deep love, softness; happy endings always ♥️
for @steddielovemonth day eight: Love is the heartbeat I can feel when I hug him
(also probably the humble love-soaked endlessly-devoted beginnings of the rockstar!husbands in je ne regrette rien)
The weirdest part is how, in the aftermath, Eddie doesn’t speak. Like, at all.
Scratch that: it’s the weirdest and the most concerning part. Eddie makes noise, mostly pained kinda moans that make Steve’s chest clench, ache more the admittedly-decently-deep wounds slowly—but reliably, like, consistently—stitching themselves together, and Steve begs him to get looked at again, because something has to be wrong to cause those kinds of sounds but Eddie doesn’t even shake his head, doesn’t really move at all save that sometimes he trembles, and it’s…
It fucking breaks Steve’s heart.
He’s almost gotten used to stroking Eddie’s hair in silence—so wrong; worthy Eddie that’s just so wrong—and working any tangles out so, much as it’s getting a limp and greasy with days of neglect, at least it’s smooth; but he’s almost resigned to this for the long haul because he’ll weather anything he has to for Eddie and they’ll work through this, whatever this is, they’ll worth through it together and—
“How did you stand you it?”
The sound is more a scratch than anything, glass on sandpaper, and it’s down to Eddie lying where he hasn’t left for the last four, going on five days—as in, not once while Steve’s been awake has he existed without Eddie’s weight situated just so against his chest, sinuous and deliberate in where he presses against, careful as a rule of Steve’s worst injuries and delicate about how he rests against Steve’s body, but not…hesitant.
More, kinda…kinda desperate.
So it’s down to him being pressed so close and sure and unwavering that Steve feels him speak more than anything, matches the motion of his lips against Steve’s gown to words rather than the wind, or something outside his door to the halls of the hospital beyond; it’s down to the tension in the whole of him, the all-too-present shaking that Steve matches the scrape of the question to a hurt that’s…that maybe Steve doesn’t wholly understand just yet, but that really and truly does cut him deeper and closer and more critical at the core of him than the Upside Down ever could have clawed in: Eddie lives in him, nothing else can really…ever hope to be deeper.
“How are you,” Eddie rolls gravel across more words, and Steve’s missed his voice so fucking much, he didn’t realize how much until it’s here again for him to hear and hold but, Jesus fuck, it’s like…it’s like it’s drowning; like Eddie is drowning and then his breath is hitching, and oh, god, that voice is cracking around the edge of a sob, watery and wavering as he damn-near close to begs:
“How did you survive it?”
Steve feels it clench in his ribs, because he thinks he…he thinks he’s putting it together. The strain, the agony in that voice, that voice he loves so fucking much, from this man he loves with everything, but then—the way Eddie presses into him. The force, and the position, and the pattern. The way he’s been quiet, unfailing, but never…never seems distant, seems the opposite: seems focused; intent. The way Dustin had come in and caught him upon the things he’d missed in one of the almost-nonexistent windows where Eddie sleeps, hand lines alongside his sternum and head curled in the most uncomfortable pretzel Steve can imagine, forehead all scrunched and eyes squeezed shut so goddamn hard, looking like any sleep he manages is nothing close to rest by any measure: but Dustin had came in and told him Eddie was the first to him; Eddie ran faster than he’d seen a person run; Eddie’d looked devastated, broken when they’d caught up, and they’d been so afraid, feared the worst, and—
Steve’s starting to fit the pieces together. Maybe.
“No,” Eddie whines, pitchy and fervent and almost ear-splitting, like a wail of sheer gut-wrenching pain that Steve can’t find the reason for in the here and now because it’s just them in a hospital room, they’re okay, and his hand presses heavy, gentle around his wounds still, always gentle and so, so careful and Steve doesn’t know what’s caused the reaction, but then—
Then he can feel his fucking heartbeat for how hard Eddie’s pressing. It’s weird, how it makes him feel…strangely alive, the sensation of it kept and held like that, specifically in Eddie’s hand. And he’s not paying attention to the monitors really, tuned them out as quick as he could but when he listens, okay. Okay, maybe faster than normal, but Steve’s fucking worried, okay, he’s—
“Fuck, no,” Eddie moans and twists his head, no, not just his head, his ear and leans harder into Steve’s chest, his breathing shallow and Steve hates it but he doesn’t know what to do, how to help, what to fix because he’ll fix it if he knows, he’ll climb out of this bed and crawl on the goddamn floors of he has to, but he doesn’t know where to go, what to find, what demon’s left to slay—
“I’m just, I’m grateful you did,” survive, Steve survived…
He survived, like, now?
“But grateful’s such a weak word, it doesn’t,” and Steve takes a breath, and reaches, rests his hand on Eddie’s wrist just to see: his heartbeat’s somuch faster, it’s like a flutter of a flutter felt strong enough to break through skin, it catches in Steve’s heart just to touch—
“You’re so much stronger than I could ever, like,” Eddie’s going on, still breathless and fuck, Steve can see why; “fucking hope to be.”
Shit, but that’s…he wasn’t stronger, fuck, Steve wasn’t stronger than Eddie, Eddie nearly got eaten alive, Steve nearly couldn’t staunch enough of the bleeding, he almost lost—
Eddie keens, horrible and hurting and Steve stills: the monitor. The thundering of his own pulse at the memory.
How did you survive it?
Losing. Almost losing. That’s…that’s what it is.
That’s why Eddie’s pressed against his chest, his his head and his hand have been a fucking frame, goddamn, like, parentheses surrounding Steve’s beating heart, proof of life, Jesus—
“But I need to be,” Eddie’s voice is quiet, but steadier, and his chin dips like a nod to himself; “I need to learn how,” he’s firm with it; “for you.”
Oh, god. Oh…oh Eddie.
“I can’t ever lose you, Steve,” Eddie presses trembling lips to Steve’s chest and then presses close again, so close and oh: he wasn’t just intent where he’s been silent so long.
He was listening.
“Never ever,” he breathes against Steve, hot and damp; almost kinda breathless again, or still: “never ever.”
“Eds,” Steve begins, not even entirely sure where he plans to go, just knows he needs to do something, say something, but Eddie’s turning Steve’s hand in his, where he’d circled Eddie’s wrist; he’s turning it and mirroring the hold, gripping Steve’s wrist in kind.
“I couldn’t find it,” he gasps, and the sound makes the sob clear before Steve feels the wetness soak through to his skin; “I couldn’t feel it at all, you were, it,” he presses his fingers in hard, squeezes so goddamn tight, and Steve can’t…he doesn’t want to imagine what Eddie had to do, what Eddie found and felt, he doesn’t but he can, because he remembers the mirror image so stark, it took him so long because he couldn’t find a pulse either, he’d had to press on Eddie’s heart at the source and even then—
“I couldn’t feel you.”
Oh. Fuck. He—
“Oh, baby,” Steve’s elevated enough at an angle that he can at least kiss Eddie’s hair, barely brush his scalp but it’s enough, for the breath that punches from Eddie against his chest it’s at least something; “that’s…”
“I won’t survive that again, Steve,” Eddie sucks in, unsteady and drenched with tears, with sorrow, but also…also more than anything else, they’re filled up with so much love.
A love big enough to hurt that hard.
“And I can’t…” Eddie gasps, breath catching; “I can’t handle not feeling it,” and his fingers tighten; his hand on Steve’s chest and his cheek across from it press down that extra little bit so Steve knows his own heartbeat in those moments full and deep.
“Have to feel it always,” Eddie whispers like he’s telling himself, and Steve, and Steve’s heart through flesh and bone, some cosmic secret no one else can know: too sacred. Too precious.
“You can feel it any time,” Steve lets his hand fall from Eddie’s to cover the hand Eddie’s got splayed ln his chest, counting time; holds him there almost protectively: “all the time,” and he slips his fingers between Eddie’s and shifts his palm close to the beating, so he can still feel what he needs as he murmurs with his heart literally in Eddie’s hands, with his entire goddamn soul:
“All of me. It’s yours.”
Unshakable fucking fact. He doesn’t even have to will it, or hope for it; his heartbeat knocks that heavier against their hands for those words like it knows.
It knows.
“Don’t leave me,” Eddie bursts out, begging; almost something primal, and Steve can feel the tremoring of his lips where they drag against him; “please. I’ll do anything, I swear it, just don’t—“
“Be you,” Steve braves the whimper that comes from untangling his hand from Eddie so that he can reach for Eddies cheek and cradle him in closer, and oh, fuck, thank god: something in him sighs out and loosens, ever so slightly—finally.
“Everything you are,” Steve presses on, runs his thumb back and forth through Eddie’s drooping curls; “let me love you, past living and dying,” and Eddie’s breath catches, for that, but Steve holds him tighter for it, drowns him as best he’s able in the proof he needs so bad; “don’t leave me,” and Eddie huffs a little for that, like it’s beyond believing, impossible, and Steve smiles to himself for it, tries to lean enough to press the grin to Eddie’s head, hopes he manages as he murmurs there close:
“That’s it, Eddie,” and he lets his fingers spread wider, cradle Eddie all the more: “that’s all I need.”
“That and more baby,” Eddie answers him between the double-beat of his pulse, immediate; “you’re the music and the rhythm,” he nuzzles a little against him, and Steve smiles a little wider for it; “you’re the reason my heart beats,” and Steve finds that heartbeat for himself at Eddie’s jaw, now; a little calmer. Not much. But: something.
It’s a start.
”I don’t have a reason without you,” Eddie exhales, vehement; “I don’t want a reason, without you.”
And Steve should maybe push on it, or be scared by it: but neither seem right, not for this.
Not for them.
Steve just holds Eddie’s pulse under the pressure of his touch, and holds Eddie’s cheek closer still into his chest as he breathes:
“You’re my whole heart, Eds,” and he lets a second pass, and then another, for that heart of Eddie’s to pump evidence unshakable against him, to play the song and rhythm straight into his waiting ear:
“Was never going anywhere without you.”
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#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#hurt/comfort#established relationship#established steddie#soul-deep love#soft#like: excessive softness#BIG emotions#happy ending#post-final battle with the Upside Down#hurt Steve Harrington#proof-of-life#Eddie’s feeling very fragile and desperate#Steve may be in a hospital bed but hell if that stops him from trying to fix what’s hurting his boy#if that means letting Eddie rest against his chest for all of eternity then that’s what he’s gonna damn well do#steddielovemonth#love is the heartbeat I can feel when I hug him#stranger things
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What to watch next?
kdrama edition
hey! just got done with a mainstream drama and looking for some drama with the same feels? got it!
comment the drama below if it’s not in this list
1. weightlifting fairy kim bok joo
lighthearted, funny, strong fl with simp male
watch next : strong woman do bong soon
where : bilibili.com
2. business proposal
office romance, strong second couple chemistry, savage fl and a bit airheaded ml
watch next : what’s wrong with secretary kim?, descendants of the sun, love to hate you (the misandry is a bit high for the first eps, bear with it if you can), romance is a bonus book, king the land
where : netflix, bilibili.com
3. vincenzo
ACTION!!! good looking men in suits, strong fl with senti dad arc, men with questionable morals
watch next : my name (contains triggering themes, watch at own discretion), the k2
where : netflix, bilibili
4. guardian : the lonely and great god
fantasy, meant-to-be pairings, AMAZING second lead romances
watch next : touch your heart (sort of like a grim reaper sunny au), the king - eternal monarch, tale of the nine tailed, doom at your service, my demon
where : netflix, bilibili
5. reply 1988
feel good, group of friends, slice of life, AMAZING platonic chemistry
watch next : hospital playlist
where : netflix, bilibili
6. true beauty
bromance, love triangle with happy ending
watch next : the heirs, boys over flowers (if you can handle lee min ho’s horrendous perm), f4 thailand (if youre interested in thai dramas)
where : netflix, bilibili
7. all of us are dead
zombie, romance, political/military questionable
watch next : happiness
8. crash course in romance
(requested by @starryalpacasstuff )
famous ml, headstrong and self reliant fl, both place value in their work and respect each other (at the end)
watch next : love to hate you, or if you want a mockumentary-style romance, lovestruck in the city is my go to!
9. bad and crazy
(requested by @hyeon-yi )
crackhead duo, bromance~, MENtal issues, crime crime, stabby stabby
watch next : the worst of evil, dp, the devil judge, beyond evil
10. hometown cha cha cha
feel good vibes, seaside town, sappy romance, CUTEST couple
watch next : welcome to samdalri
tell me other kdramas youve seen in the comments and ill add recommendations!
#kdrama recommendations#crash course in romance#strong woman do bong soon#weightlifting fairy kim bok joo#vincenzo#the king: eternal monarch#the k2#my name#guardian the lonely and great god#tale of the nine tailed#a business proposal#descendants of the sun#love to hate you kdrama#what’s wrong with secretary kim#romance is a bonus book#reply 1988#hospital playlist#true beauty#the heirs#boys over flowers#all of us are dead#happiness kdrama#love to hate you#king the land#bad and crazy#beyond evil#welcome to samdalri#my demon#doom at your service#hometown cha cha cha
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"as time passed, we gradually began to feel that the worst was over. we still had to heal our physical and mental wounds, but we really started to come back to life."
#don’t even know where to start!👀#(1) i finally upgraded keith's hairstyle a bit since his hair should have grown enough by now#and i really like it!!! i could not find anything suitable for a long time#(2) i really love the dynamic between keith and ida#they are like in eternal conflict but still they can always rely on each other#i don't know how good i am at showing this in my posts but that’s how it is😅#(3) the proposal!!! i’m just very happy for my babies!#unfortunately this whole situation is not the last test on their way (is it spoiler?)#but now they're just happy ❤️🩹#(4) after this accident ernest had a scar on his face which we saw on him when he first appeared on my blog 👀#(5) the next post will end the series of hospital posts and i am very happy about this#all this uncertainty weighed on me even though i knew how the situation would end#i can’t say that it will be easier for me to go on but at least i’ll be able to say goodbye to the hospital (and you too)#i think i’ve written too much here hehe#it just seemed inappropriate for me to share my thoughts under previous posts😅#the sims 4#ts4 simblr#ts4 story#the sims 4 story#along the oasis extra#keith ian stonsberg#devin barkley#ida iris stonsberg#ernest lawson#nina lawson
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19. Give us a small teaser from one of your WIPs. (Humbly requesting the Felix one)
I cannot provide the Felix thing because it is, in its current form, incomprehensible chaos outline, but I can provide this:
Luke hears Rob take a breath. “Leo’s in the hospital.” As Luke’s world comes to a screeching halt, Rob hesitates.
Luke nods, forcibly keeping himself as calm as he can. If he could reach through the phone and shake his brother until he spoke faster, he would, he thinks, but he takes a breath, waiting.
When it's clear Rob is not immediately sharing every known detail, Luke chokes out, “Rob-”
“He’s okay,” Rob says then. “I think. I’m here, at the hospital. I’ve spoken with the attending, and she said… that he’s calm now, but they won’t let me see him.”
“What happened?” are all the words Luke can form.
“I don’t have all the details,” Rob says. “I’ve been assured that he’s calm, and that he’s safe, and that no one will touch him. I don’t… I don’t think he’s even injured. The best I can piece together is… that he had a panic attack at the grocery store, he was having trouble breathing, I… I think he asked someone for help, and at some point they called an ambulance.” There’s a pause, before Rob says, “They won’t let me see him.”
Luke’s jaw aches from how hard he bites down. “Did you tell them I’m a Senator?”
“Yes, Luke,” Rob says.
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Nurse Mituna?! Do you trust her....
#homestuck#mituna captor#transfem mituna#ok imagine an earth C AU and all the dancestors are there and everything is great and mituna is transgender and a nurse but of course#still a gamer and a skater and shes doing her best#she skates home after work every day#actually she would probably work the night shift i think she would thrive in that sort of environment#everyone is like youre fucking insane and shes like 1 KN40W#H3H3H3H3H3#i wonder if hospitals on earth C would be like. separated by trolls/humans?#that might be a lot for the doctors and nurses to memorize if theyre looking at caring for two entirely different species.#like maybe you can pick your specialty like a human who is a troll surgeon or a troll who is a human NP#God thats so amusing to me. actually#Maybe some hospitals are co-ed in more sparsely populated areas to save funds but in cities you can afford to have different facilities#anyway mituna loves the craziness shes being pulled in all directions and getting hit and yelled at but shes dealt with cronus for an etern#ty so its nothing new to her#bossy highbloods.. she knows not to take their vitriol personally. they are trolls just like everyone else#luckily she enjoys being needed and constantly on her feet#and when things slow down she likes to entertain her patients!
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INFO-POST✂️📐
🍋 — Some about me! you can call me: Alan, Kru, Shelda Fan №1. My pronouns: He/Him. Im a t-boy. Im 13 years old. Zodiac sign: ♌. Mbti: ISTP. Rus/Eng.
📐 — My fandoms: Lololowka, Bugsnax, Dandy's World, Cult of the lamb, Warrior Cats, Project remix, Wobbledogs, Eternal Cylinder, Phiting, Land of Kings , Regretevator, Slime Rancher, Undertale, Deltarune, Palworld, Pax, RainWorld, Kinitopet, Soybean, One Wheat Mark, Sparklecare Hospital, Zoochosis, mouthwashing. Favourite YouTubers: Perpetuum. Favourite music artists: sodikken, Britney Spears, Полматери, Суспензия, ТВОИ КОШМАРЫ, Mitski, Rebzyyx, MAMA RUSSIA, Lemon demon, Дайте танк (!), Marina the diamonds.
🐝 — Kins list: Ched (Last Reality), Floofty Fizlebean (Bugsnax), Alphys (Undertale), Heket (Cult of the lamb), Shelda (Bugsnax)
✨ — DNI: Base. They can also interact with my tumblr posts, but not with me.
#Lololowka#Bugsnax#Dandy's World#Cult of the lamb#Warrior Cats#Project remix#Wobbledogs#Eternal Cylinder#Phiting#Land of Kings#Regretevator#Slime Rancher#Undertale#Deltarune#Palworld#Pax#RainWorld#Kinitopet#Soybean#One Wheat Mark#Sparklecare Hospital#zoochosis#mouthwashing
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I promise this has lore but it’s equally silly, so:
Young Daniel Fenton, only four-and-ten Years on this turning Earth had he yet seen, When the most peculiar machine His parents built, to view beyond their ken. Their disappointment overcame them when It failed; but Daniel, with his interest keen, Made the fateful choice to look again.
A flash! and then his whole world came undone. His atoms ripp'd asunder, in a glow Of green. His hair was bleach'd as white as snow. But he was not alone. A fearful squall Of spirits enter'd Earth under the sun. Phantasmic Daniel, he would catch them all!
#Danny Phantom#fan poetry#Posting from the hospital with garbage internet connection#I’m fine they just need to look at my bones and my Cyborg Parts (titanium pin in my bones)#Anyway. Is it ‘yo’ or ‘young’? Eternal debate it seems!#Also pls don’t @ me about the sonnet form I realized too late
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In her 1932 painting Self-Portrait on the Borderline between Mexico and the United States, a defiant Frida straddles an imaginary boundary between Mexico and Detroit, where she was living at the time with her husband, the muralist Diego Rivera. The Mexican side is strewn with skulls, ruins, plants, and flowers with thick roots burrowed deep into the soil. The Detroit side contains factories, skyscrapers, and plumes of smoke—an industrial city that hides the natural cycle of life and death.
While living in Detroit, Kahlo became pregnant. She wrote of the pregnancy to her former physician, Leo Eloesser, her devoted correspondent from 1932 to 1951. She worried that pregnancy was too dangerous, that her body had been damaged by the famous streetcar accident that shattered part of her pelvis and punctured her uterus. Kahlo reported that her doctor in Detroit “gave me quinine and very strong castor oil for purge.” When the chemicals failed to end the pregnancy, her doctor declined to perform a surgical abortion, and Kahlo faced the prospect of carrying the risky pregnancy to term. She begged Eloesser to write to her doctor in Detroit, “since performing an abortion is against the law, maybe he is scared or something, and later it would be impossible to undergo such an operation.” We don’t know how Eloesser responded to Kahlo’s request, but two months later, she suffered a violent miscarriage.
In a painting she created after her experience, Henry Ford Hospital (La cama volando), Frida lies naked on a hospital bed, the sheets soaked with blood. Objects float in the space around her, attached to her stomach by umbilical cords made of red ribbon: a male fetus (her son), medical objects, and symbols like a snail and an orchid. Detroit’s stark, manufacturing skyline disturbs the background.
Regardless of her visceral distaste for Detroit and the horrible misfortune that occurred there, art historian Victor Zamudio Taylor claims it was here that “Kahlo, for the first time, consciously decides that she will paint about herself, and that she will paint the most private and painful aspects of herself.”
— From Here to Eternity: Traveling the World to Find the Good Death, Caitlin Doughty
#frida kahlo#mexico#united states#detroit#Self-portrait on the Borderline Between Mexico and the United States#Henry Ford Hospital (The Flying Bed)#La cama volando#miscarriage#1932#paintings#Caitlin Doughty#Ask a Mortician#From Here to Eternity: Traveling the World to Find the Good Death#From Here to Eternity#books#bookblr#death positive#death positive movement#nonfiction#science#history#travel#anthropology#memoir#sociology#atypicalreads#deathcare#cw death
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#sorry im thinking abt death again#because it's weird to think that ive been in the room. maybe a meter away from someone as they died#that someone being my mom. its just weird. the time in the hospital feels like it happened in some dark little pocket universe detached from#time. a calm room and then the soft blips of a monitor then the nurse rushing in to say she'd passed#i dont kno y ppl use that phrase: passed on. i mean i do. it softens the topic. makes it sound peaceful. ive yet to use it. i just say she#died bc thats what happened. is that insensitive? i dunno. when i was home i realized that i come off as much stranger than i think. the way#my family see me doesnt fit how i see myself. i dont kno what to do with that. i dunno. theyre all together today#for an early easter. and im halfway across the country again. nose so stuffy ive had to mouth breathe for the last 3 days#and again. everything feels the same as it did before but also profoundly different. sometimes i cry in the mornings. or when i think abt#future vacations she wont be there for. bc in the end she quickly slipped away in a way that couldn't be described as peaceful until her#last half a day. and all i can think about in that tiny room is how scary it would be to lose control like that#and how its not fair and she didnt deserve to die only halfway through a lifetime. but its not about fair and its not about deserving.#sometimes bad things just happen. that's life. and now i own a book called motherless daughters. and now im standing with the countless#others who've lost their moms too early. ive already become aware of 3 ppl in my daily life who are in the same club#i keep thinking about this moment that happened between my parents at the hospital. apparently my dad was helping her get cleaned up and her#stomach was so bloated she looked like she had a bby in there. which my dad said. and my mom apparently said: but it's a baby no one want. i#dont kno y that upsets me so much. all the things i heard abt her being in the hospital before i got there upset me. and the rest of my#family was there to see it. so i have the least traumatic version of the story. and i got almost 27 years with her. except my sisters#probably got more time with her bc i spent so much time away. or maybe not. i dunno.#i dunno. im just sad that shes gone and sad that it was drawn out even a little bit. 6 days isnt long but im sure it felt like an eternity.#again not fair. nothings fair. 53 years of unfairness culminating in a tragedy. she would hate me characterizing it like that. she lived a#full life as they say. full with an asterisk on account of length#unrelated
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Coming down from the high of resolved long-term sexual tension between fictional characters and what's sticking in my mind after everything is the way Trina and Spencer's relationship inspires them to go against their usual programming.
We are constantly talking about how Trina is the methodical planner who is always taking consequences into consideration and looking toward the future. While Spencer is the reckless, flighty, and impulsive one who's never really had to plan his future because he's been told who he was going to be since he was a kid.
But since he explained his reasoning behind the surprise necklace, I've been thinking about how it's always Spencer that's looking to establish these symbols of permanence in their relationship. The books, the doves, the necklace. He's only ever comfortable talking about the future when he's thinking about his future with Trina.
Whereas Trina's approach to their relationship is uncharacteristically mostly impulse. She initiates their first kiss because it feels right in the moment. She waits until dinner to tell Spencer she loves him because that's what felt right to her. She admits to Curtis that she has no idea what her future with Spencer looks like, but she loves him anyway.
And so much of the trip was Trina soaking in every moment as it was happening while Spencer was looking ahead to make sure everything was "perfect". I'm still workshopping, but I'm intrigued by Trina having a plan for everything except being in love with Spencer, and Spencer not having serious ambitions for anything in his life outside of holding on to Trina.
#general hospital#trina robinson#spencer cassadine#look what the scabs have done to me 😩#so much of that trip was basically spencer telling trina that he is not interested in a life without her#'i would wait an eternity' like whoa#meanwhile trina just wanted to express her love via action as per usual
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me at the club last night sobbing drunk af because of denji
#the world has constantly take away his autonomy now literally dismembering his body over and over#he will be forever asleep on a hospital bed. in an eternal funeral#anyways no one noticed me lol had to calm down#bold of you i love reading and get inmersed in stories at least i wasn't crying for the sad irl reasons#chainsaw man#denji#this on the same levels of devastation i felt for a character similar when those naz!s slaved jesse to cook meth and tortured him for month
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The Beastmaster and her monster
#hiiiiiiiiiii i'm not dead!#I did end up in a psych hospital tho#ANYWAY IM BACK#doom#doom marauder#kaiju#marauder oc#marauder#doom eternal#my art#monster#sea monster#sea creature#oc#original character#doom oc
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Laura...enough.
#general hospital#this final showdown can't come soon enough!#free laura from the eternal hell of this prop duty
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