#funeral scene

[blueeyeddarkknight]

Omg omg GUYS! ! SLIDER in tgm! ⚡❤️🥹😭😭

This pic just dropped of Rick slider rossovich and Tom maverick cruise during the iceman funeral scene 😭

[asoiafccfinds]

Funeral of Prince Jaehaerys

main: @westerosisim

[ehliena]

Just read Batman: Robin Lives (2024), the alternative to Jason's death at the hands of the Joker, and I noticed something in the burial scene:

Sure it's Jason's mom's funeral but around the casket you have the officiant, Bruce, Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon, and Alfred. No Dick. Jason is in a coma in the hospital and in the next page Bruce is there and Dick comes to visit.

But in Death in the Family we get a similar funeral only with two caskets:

And in the next page, we don't see Dick. We have Alfred volunteering to call him.

I know that since they kept Jason's death a secret, no heroes came to the funeral but the fact that Barbara is there means that there's always a possibility that Dick knew about the funeral, but didn't get there in time to send off his brother.

Edit: Dick was off world with the Titans. He didn't know Jason died. When he found out he was devastated and blamed himself for giving Jason his old Robin suit.

[destinyc1020]

Tony Stark's Funeral 😩😭

Going back to this scene.... I loved how this whole entire scene was shot in one continuous motion/camera-moving shot frame from person to person. Very ingeniously done! 👍🏾

I also liked how touching it was that they put the ones Tony was closest to relationship-wise towards the front. 😔 Look at how close Peter was! 🥺😢

Quite possibly one of the saddest funeral scenes in film history.... 🤧

[rttnpnkpmpkn]

I doubt that I’ll make a ybg animatic, but saving this for later just in case lmao

[phrog42]

This is the funeral scene from king of scars. I don't think it has any spoilers for king of scars but be careful.

Don't read if you don't know what happens around chapter 40 of crooked kingdom

Fair warning, this made me cry. Don't read if you're not ready to sob

[bruciemilf]

Batman isn’t a mask; It’s a leash. In this essay I will—

[faeriekit]

"Okay." Danny slowly laid the already cold body back onto the table, ready to slide back it into the refuge of cold storage. "Okay. Dead guy. Stay there."

The body didn't move.

"Fantastic. Now. Hang out while I pour the embalming fluid into the pump, alright? It should only be a minute."

And it usually did; working in a funeral home wasn't extremely glamorous, but it paid the bills, and Danny had already been used to the rhyme and rhythm of negotiating death with the public by the time he sent in his mortuary school application. It had been a transition that made sense. And in the end, the degree had only cost him a few extra years post-graduation and a little dig into student loans, and now Danny had a stable 12-8 job and health insurance valid in the state of new jersey.

Today, though, the pump had that decided enough was enough. With a bang and a boom, the pump spat out a cloud of smoke and clunked uncomfortably.

The dead body sat up.

Danny scrambled over to push it back down. "No. We talked about this. Dead people don't move. If you want to stay here and have me put you back together all the time, you have to stay put. Got it?"

Whatever the weird gold-eye corpses were on in Gotham, they at least listened to him on occasion. They weren't ghosts, per se— they never pinged on any of the ghost detection devices Mom and Dad had packed in his going-away-to-college bag— but they were, despite being occasionally animate, perfectly deceased.

Weird. Danny had never gotten used to it. Still, they came in droves, too eager to sit on the top of the basement stairwell and lurk in the corners and stare endlessly at them with their weird, avian eyes, and sometimes they heralded the arrival similarly weird-ass bodies that had lost their heads or their arms or their limbs through the more conventional channels.

"I'm losing too much thread to all y'all coming in all the time," Danny complained to the dead body, who, at the moment, was the only person present to blame. "Stop getting your limbs cut off. This stuff is expensive, you know. It's a specialty order."

The body didn't even have the courtesy to blink. Rude.

"At least let them bury you this time. Every time one of you darts off when my back's turned, my boss thinks I'm stealing corpses. My coworkers think I'm building my own Frankenstein or something."

The corpse neither verbalized nor blinked, but Danny hadn't expected it to; with a sigh, he rolled the corpse back into cold storage, locked its little door (not that locking it in had ever stopped it) and called it quits for the night.

It's not like anyone was paying him for the extra hours anyway.

The whole fic on ao3

[ithrilyann]

he's forever the King

thinking about how thorin is still king under the mountain because that’s where they buried him.

[collinsportmaine]

Untold Tales of Dark Shadow

That time three mysterious women arrive in Collinsport…

They used the power of illusion to make people think they were Marilyn Monroe at different stages of her life.

But they were in fact, three hideously ugly green witches!

[uchiwaflame]

frimmel has my heart

[spicynectarines]

whatchya doing there Light?

[demigods-posts]

all that i need is for percabeth to be in a situation where the only way they can make it out alive is if one of them can win over a group of monsters by telling a captivating and convincing love story. and it's just annabeth very dramatically and humorously reciting the first five books of the pjo series from her perspective. and the monsters are just eating it tf up. and percy's just facepalming so hard.

[russell-crowe]

S08E21: Holding On

[nero-draco]

[lunadel66]

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