#in perpetual mourning

[daeneryseastar]

harry and bethany as book!snowstorm oooh we coulda had it all....

don’t remind me 😭 but yes they would be absolutely perfect for the two of them. it’s so disappointing that it won’t happen.

just look at their combined beauty:

i’m forever SOBBING

[martyrbat]

batman #428 / batman: legends of the dark knight #100

It's over. It's begun. The end of the training and the worry that he wouldn't pass the tests and make the grade, the beginning of a life with meaning. Jason smiles. A bright smile. The kind of smile Robin, The Boy Wonder should have. And he is Robin after all. For now and ever more.

‘Part of me recalls him putting on his costume that first time... the look on his face... his smile... as if it were yesterday. That first time, I must keep it alive... the memory of it. Alive in my heart so that the memory of this... here now... doesn't destroy me. We're together at least. One last time together... as it should be.’

[clonerightsagenda]

Apropos of nothing was reminded of how in the Bartimaeus trilogy, Kitty is the only one to ever notice or wonder about Bartimaeus always reverting to the same person's face. Ptolemy wanted to be remembered for changing the world, and modern magicians primarily know him as a niche crackpot. You wear the memory of someone you loved for 2000 years and nobody knows or cares. The only lasting mark he made on the world is your own grief and no one else even recognizes that.

[sketchingdemonss]

day5 ... DA SIBLIGNS

[callmebliss]

Stuff is proceeding. Had a good talk with my sister-in-law as she is making the arrangements.

Left the house today. Still masked, but went with Middle Kid to two thrift shops and came home with several dresses as options for wake and funeral. Need to try them on and figure out which ones feel right.

Spent some time in the car in the driveway, window open, just sitting. Gathering the energy to go upstairs.

I think I will brave a bowl of Perpetual Soup.

[opaleyedprince]

i was inspired to make some ocs in this picrew!

aleksandr (fear and hunger: termina) || hokuto gojo (jjk) doll (elden ring/soulsborne) || donatello of the turks (ff7) sakuya kamo (jjk) || oneiros (hades game)

tagging @riikugan, @devilbrakers, @the-dark-urge, @strixhaven and YOU if you see this and want to do it - tag me so i can see!

divider is from here.

[seveneyesoup]

what if i threw up

[birthclod]

tabitha now has a kinship with both ysayle and estinien because she has experienced both being around her peers and then suddenly being alone in an unfamiliar world and losing something/one important to her that drives her to a vengeful bloodlust against the one who took it from her

[ephemerensis]

tw: mentions of death, brief memoir

today i ate at my dead uncle’s favorite restaurant. it’s the first place i’d ever had pho and that was when it was popular 20 years ago, it’s a little run down now, but even if the noodles aren’t cooked all the way and the floor is always mysteriously wet i can’t fathom a day where i can’t run here. my uncle isn’t really my uncle, he’s my dad’s friend and a really smart guy. my dad doesn’t like most people for their stupidity, my uncle was one of three people he ever felt challenged by intellectually. finished his phd, became a doctor, had a family, but it didn’t make him happy. he left the whole ordeal and was happier up until his death. no one in his family showed up then, my parents helped arrange the whole thing. just friends. i can’t decide if that’s a happy or sad thing; i’m not my uncle, i’ll never know. he had his vocal chords removed, cancer, so even if i could ask he wouldn’t be able to answer. in the year he died i turned 18. on my birthday i asked my mother to make his favorite dish, and while it isn’t something difficult there’s a step that’s a little tricky. somewhere out of delusion or pining or spirit we remembered a trick he’d taught us and all was well. that night was the windiest i’d ever experienced and the lights flickered throughout my house. my birthday is in august, it doesn’t get windy in august in california. when i die he’ll probably die with me, or even my parents if i don’t get that far. i’m vietnamese, we don’t believe in the afterlife the way it’s portrayed like in the movie coco (if that’s an accurate representation of afterlife beliefs at all) but i think it’s sad anyways. maybe no one will read this, maybe one person will. either way, i’d have some documentation of him out there; to know he was real. he loved sudoku and was very tall. he had a rasp when he spoke. and that’s all that i know i can do :/

[martyrbat]

one of these days im going to get a tattoo of something that involves the hit short story perpetual mourning from forever famous to me batman black and white (1996) #1 and then im going to immediately fall over dead because i accomplished everything i needed to do in life

[worstloki]

#lokicore (via @ thorarms)

i dont die when im killed amd when i die im fine and im still alive

[diduthinkihadforgotten]

i don’t cope with death well when i’m not expecting it. which is to say about 65% of the time, i do not cope with death well.

my moms cat ran away last night, more than likely plucked off by some predator or another. that’s what we get for living in the woods. a front row seat to nature and all of its cruelty.

i’m not over my dog dying. i didn’t see it coming until it hit me in the face at 12:41pm on april 29th. he was gone on the 30th, at 4:37am.

i didn’t have the time to process, to rationalize anything. when he got sick and we couldn’t afford to help him in any way other than letting him go quickly. even then we’d still have to wait til 8am the next day.

it was too quick, i think. we didn’t have time to do anything other than sit with him. we cleaned up the floor together even though the bleach and peroxide burned our hands.

i saw the cat last night. i got up at 2 to get water and he was sitting on the kitchen counter. he meowed at me in his mike tyson voice. i wonder if he would’ve stayed if i had topped off his food bowl then.

i looked for him outside for far too long. spent all day walking around shaking a little cup with his food in it.

after my dog died i used to say my house was haunted. i meant that i couldn’t get the smell out of the carpet, out of my nostrils. i’ve always been the one haunting my house. hanging onto the handle of the revolving door that is death. haunting my own damn self, because they cant on their own.

[coolblackmetal666]

When I was on twitter, after every election when the Sweden Democrats had won even more ground than last time, every leftist twitter user always said these words:

Sörj ej, organisera

I wish I could, Joe Hill. I wish I could. <3

[lorelune]

blade.... jy..... looking so sexy in jingliu's companion quest. i need to lie down

[mewwified]

i wish i was lovedddd <3333

[afusionoffandoms]

After destroying by foot, I had to come to terms with never being able to run/jump again.

Now I have to come to terms with not being able to walk.

How am I supposed to endure this for another 50 years?