#hit by a train

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"MOTORIST, TRAM DRIVER HURT IN COLLISION," Toronto Star. June 8, 1942. Page 27. -- A street car motorman and an auto driver were taken to hospital today after the street car and auto were in collision on Bloor St. viaduct. Allan Luck, Pharmacy Ave., was driver of the auto. The motorman was Andrew Jackson, Rhodes Ave. Both car and tram today after the street car and auto were smashed.

[sointuina]

feeling extremely normal about these two

[nedlittle]

i went to the aquarium the other week and hand to god every single seahorse was pregnant. it was like ao3 in there

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[darkvioletcloud]

I took a nap and had a dream where I was at a train station's fancy bookstore, which had even fancier hardcover sets of Harry Potter. This meme had been printed out and slipped inside each copy.

[akirateku]

help

[kathaynesart]

Draxum's rude af kids are making their way through the @tmntaucompetition

Friendly warning: don't mess with Dad.

[neztune]

My cat was getting in the way of me doodling for the nth time… so I feel like Toothless would do the same thing as her if he was fun sized XD

[mossybeebone]

Oh the tragic yuri

[cosmermaid]

It's been years since I've read a Discworld novel and I don't remember what the actual plot of The Shepherd's Crown was.

What I do remember is fucking sobbing in my bathtub because of how obvious Pratchett made it that he was aware his time was coming and he wanted to face his own mortality, and did so by taking Granny Weatherwax with him.

For those who don't know Pratchett was diagnosed with Alzheimer's eight years before he died, and advocated for the legalization of medically assisted suicide. He was open about how he struggled with Alzheimer's, and how he wanted to die while he was still himself.

I don't remember the plot of the book, but I do remember Granny Weatherwax cleaning her home, taking a bath and dressing in her finest clothes, then altering her "I ATE'NT DEAD" sign to say "I IS PROBLY DEAD" before laying down to pass away.

I remember Death greeting her with a kind judgement when he came to reap her soul.

FOR I CAN SEE THE BALANCE AND YOU HAVE LEFT THE WORLD MUCH BETTER THAN YOU FOUND IT, AND IF YOU ASK ME, said Death, NOBODY COULD DO ANY BETTER THAN THAT.

Like, it's so glaringly obvious that Pratchett was expressing that control he craved over his own end. Dying with dignity and leaving a positive impact on the world. Granny Weatherwax knew it was her time and took every detailed preparation she could. I think Pratchett did the same with the Shepherd's Crown.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Ooh, you want to know what happens at the gay bar run by ex-pirates, ooh...You'll just have to read Tiger Tiger to find out...

(Inspired by this Disco Elysium comic)

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"T.T.C. CAR OPERATOR COMMITTED FOR TRIAL," Toronto Star. March 8, 1934. Page 3. --- Accused of Endangering Safety of Persons - Charge Follows Crash ---- Alfred Kinsman. T.T.C. one-man car operator, charged with endangering the safety of persons, was committed to trial by Magistrate Browne in police court this morning. Bail was set at $500.

The charge arose out of a collision that involved an oil truck and a street car on the morning of Feb. 12, at the corner of Parliament and Dundas Sts.

"I got on a street car the morning of Feb. 12 at Pape and Danforth Ave.," testified Mary Heppleston. "I paid my fare and got a seat. We were going along Dundas to Parliament St. and we stopped at Parliament to pick up a passenger. When we started up again I felt a collision and was thrown across the street car back against the seat again and then fell on the floor and someone fell on me." She said she received injuries to her back, chest, ribs and side, and was still taking treatment for them.

"No one asked us if we were hurt. The inspector took over the car."

"I was driving north on Parliament St. to Rosedale," said a truck driver for a big oil company. saw this car stopped, picking up passengers. I saw the car start up again and I had to swing to the west to avoid it but its front end hit the rear of my truck."

"What happened to both vehicles?" queried the crown. "The truck had the pipes at the back broken and the street car was rocked." "The first thing I did," said witness, "was to shut the pipes to prevent the oil going all over the street." Kinsman, he said, didn't leave the scene of the accident.

Pavement Was Wet "Was the pavement slippery?" "It was wet."

"In reality you hit the street car," declared Defence Consel I. S. Fairty. "You were coming at such a high rate of speed that you skidded into the side of the street car."

"It is impossible to go at a high rate of speed in a truck as heavy as that," retorted witness. "I was going at about 10 or 13 miles per hour."

Witness admitted he had not driven that type of truck very long.

"I was just going to cross over Parliament St. ahead of the street car when I saw this truck coming north," said George Goddard, a witness, who was driving his own car. "I stopped and I saw this truck swing west in order to miss hitting the street car, but his rear end swung over and hit the side of the street car."

Witness said that he had stopped when he saw the truck coming, although the street car didn't.

Cross-examined, witness said the truck had "skidded" into the side.

Defence contended that there was no case established. Mr. Browne decided otherwise. "He will be committed for trial."

"Don't get into trouble again in that time, or I will bring you back and send you down to the reformatory." Magistrate Browne warned Parkyn Coates, 17, charged with theft, as he put him on probation for two years. He was caught sleeping in the basement of an unoccupied house. He had in his possession a silver cigarette case that he said he stole out of a parked car.

"He has no record, but he has been causing trouble," declared Crown Attorney C. L. Snyder. "He has the habit of running away from home." His father admitted accused had been in juvenile court several times before.

"Do you think a mental examination is necessary?" queried the bench. "No." replied the father.

"Well, he is young yet. I will give him a chance and put him on probation," decided Magistrate Browne.

[hellamorte]

wade can talk about noble sacrifice and marvel jesusing all he wants but he was ready to die for his friends and for logan, instead of logan, because he wanted him to live. “say hi to my friends for me, peanut”, says the man who wants logan to become a part of the group, a pack, again, to take his place in protecting the people he loves, probably the only one he trusts to do so. and there is so much love in his desire for logan to stay alive and finally experience something good in life

[retquits]

there's something about characters who never show any vulnerabilities, any gaps, any weaknesses, any exhaustion, being shown sleeping. there's just SOMETHING about it

[hinamie]

unconditionally

[autumndragon]

i'm rewatching the night and the fury because it's one of my favorite dagur-related episodes, and,

the look on dagur's face when he declares hiccup his enemy and hiccup accepts it without hesitation, lowkey hurts me.

i mean

his expression changes from anger to surprise to upset.

it makes me think some part of dagur was hoping for hiccup to object to it, to say they were still brothers or something like that, and that it pained him to hear hiccup didn't actually care.

dagur made such a big deal out of them being brothers, and I think he expected hiccup to feel the same, which probably made the "betrayal" worse for him, fueling his anger and need for revenge. in his eyes, hiccup didn't even fight for their brotherhood, picking a dragon over him with no hesitation, and it enraged him.