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#This is from your Grandma and Grandpa
lunamugetsu · 4 months
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Delivery!
Flash was currently being held captive in a black of ice. How he got like this he wasn't sure. All he remembered was that he was running across Central City keeping the peace until suddenly an ice beam shot out of nowhere and froze his feat to the ground.... and the rest of him.
"Alright you got me! Show your face!"
"Well I was going to regardless. No need to yell." Out pops Danny Phantom carrying a bag with him and holding out an envelope.
"What? Who are you?"
"My name's Phantom. Danny Phantom. I have a message for you. I couldn't get your attention earlier so I thought this was just the next best way to get you to stop." Danny said as he unfreezes the speedster.
"Uh, okay." Flash said as Danny gives him an envelope.
On the envelope there are drawing in crayon and stickers and in marker it says: to Flash.
"It's from Susie, she'd said you'd remember her."
He remembered a Susie, a little girl that he used to see in the children's hospital. She had leukemia. He spent any minute he could making sure the kid was smiling when he was there. He was heartbroken when the nurses told him that she had passed away before he could give her her birthday present. Flash examined the crayon written words, it was just like Susie's writing.
"How did you?"
"Just read it."
The letter reads:
Dear Flash,
I'm sorry, I wasn't there when you showed up for my birthday. I never got to tell you, but thank you for being at the hospital with me when I was scared of going to treatment or when I had to take my medicine. Thank you for making me smile even when I didn't feel well. Thank you for playing games with me when I couldn't go outside. Thank you for talking to my mom and dad at my funeral. That was really nice. I drew some pictures for you but I never got to finish them when I was in the hospital so I drew you some new ones. Danny says that he'll give them to you.
In the envelope was a series of different colored papers all with different crayon and marker drawings of Susie and him playing in different scenarios. One where she was a doctor and he played the injured patient. One where they were both superheroes. Another one where they were playing shadow puppets when she wasn't feeling well. Page after page were different drawings of them playing with the last one was covered in glitter with a big heart with a crayon drawing of him and Susie.
"Susie said that her biggest regret was that she couldn't say thank you to her hero before she passed. So I bumped her up on my delivery list."
"What?"
"Oh yeah, I never fully introduced myself. I'm Danny Phantom, you can call me Danny. I'm the designated delivery person for the afterlife to the living realm. Any messages or special requests from the dead are delivered by me!" Danny hands him a business card all official.
And it does say: Danny Phantom special delivery service for those of the non-living variety!
"She also said she wanted to give you one last hug before moving on."
"What do you?" Flash is halted from saying anything else as he feels a pressure against his legs. He looks down to see a translucent small figure. She was a picture of what she looked like before the chemo. Susie gives him a smile and a hug before fading before his eyes.
Before Danny officially takes up the mantle of Ghost King he's trying to do a job that would have him interact with all of his citizens first so he could get a feel of it. Hence him making connections with both the living and non-living people (he went big-brain for this idea)
Extra scene:
"Oh that reminds me, I have a card for you from someone else."
"A card?" Flash opens the card only to get sucker-punched in the face. (like one of those cartoon boxing glove punches)
"A punch card." Danny said
Flash groans as he looks at the card that has the words: STOP MESSING WITH TIME! from CW
Obligatory Gotham Scene:
Danny standing in front of a beaten up Joker that has been tied to a chair.
"Just so you know I have a back order of a lot special requests for you. And since I can't exactly kill you, that would create so much political tape. I can let them make requests for certain actions. So right now I have over 50 requests for me to break your legs and over 30 to pull out your teeth and break your jaw. Some of them contradict each other because they want to make every word you say hurt you but others want me to curse you so you can't speak again. So I'll just have to get creative." Danny says winding his arm back and form.
He is for sure being completely professional about, he gets no personal gratification from beating up a crazy clown at all. (said nobody ever)
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moveslikekeithrichards · 11 months
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its so hard to talk about how traumatic it is to watch somebody be claimed by dementia without going "well i cant complain because at least i wasnt the one losing my mind (for now)" but that shit fucks you up so much. that ghost is going to haunt me for the rest of my life and all i can do is hope it Stays a ghost
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spoonietimelordy · 2 months
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I've talked about it many times, but every time I see someone intrumentalising the holocaust to defend the actions of Israel, I get sick. I literally feel like I'm gonna throw up every time I fall on someone doing that.
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One time my brother (asshole) decided that because we have native ancestry (questionable, pretty sure grandma was lying) he wanted to try eating more foods off the land (what). To this end he started eating unidentified seedpods and nuts (who does this??) he found on the ground (in a parking lot) near the auto shop where he worked downtown (fully in a city). He made himself wretchedly ill (duh, it’s fucking random plant shit) but only stopped because they all tasted bad (NONE OF IT WAS EDIBLE).
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whyshedisappeared · 6 months
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fun fact, my Jewish grandma who's a 7th generation in Israel, who's family escaped from like half of the Arab countries in the world, is also Palestinian. because that was the name of Israel before we got our independence in 1948 and the people who lived here were Palestinian. which is my way of telling you that just because there's something before 48 that says palestine, doesn't mean it's evidence that the Palestinians were here before the Jews because Jews who lived here were also, shocking, Palestinian.
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orcelito · 9 months
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the weird thing about when someone dies is that they're never truly dead in my head. when i think about my grandpa, my grandma, my uncle, i dont think of them as dead. i think of them as just... gone for a while. some longer than others. i think about my cat sammy and my cat cassy and i feel like i could still look over and see them there beside me. i can see the way sammy would always cuddle right up to me and lay his head on my shoulder. i can see the way cassy would swivel his head at me when he wanted pets.
they're all dead. they're all gone. but i feel like i could see them again, just like old times. all i need to do is give them a call.
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borom1r · 3 months
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I have been thinking lately abt the astounding amt of ppl who interact with me briefly + say things that boil down to “I wish I could do [thing] but…..”
and look I am speaking from experience as someone who took years to get comfortable dressing Remotely different from the norm: KILL THE “BUT” !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
like I still regularly think abt the woman in target who came up to me and said “I wanted to buy a wolf hat like yours but my kids told me it would look stupid” and I think abt every person who says “I wish I could dress up for/go to a renaissance festival but I’m just not confident enough” or “I want to dress more goth but…..” + with all the love in my heart you need to kill that but. you neeeeeeeeeeeeed to it is amazing how much happier you will be when you start ignoring that little voice in the back of your head!!!! kill the fucking thing!!!!!!
the world is so beautiful if u meet it w/ joy and unabashed weirdness. I’m not gonna say I DONT get dirty looks when I roll up to target in full goth clothes and a wolf hat + club kid boots but I get WAY MORE compliments. even from ppl you wouldn’t expect them from
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jelly-o630 · 2 days
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Everything I learn about my grandpa just reinforces the fact that my dad did a GREAT job
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moinsbienquekaworu · 22 days
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How have I been in fandom for - going on 8 years (?) and not gotten into fanvids before?? All the association I could have been making.... All the memories.... All the composition and clever editing....
#going a little bit insane frankly#it's been about a month of absolute and utter mcu frenzy in my brain and i'm. vibrating#truly feels like some kind of intense fever at times#i've rewatched talitha78's set fire to the rain vid so many times it entrances me#it's to the point where every time i see that shot of loki grabbing mjolnir i hear 'you rose to claim it'#btw hello 13 years late to the party but like. 20 seconds in and i felt like that vid unlocked something in my artist brain#no because the lyrics are 'i let it fall / my heart / and as it fell / you rose to claim it' right#and so she puts clips of thor being banished and losing mjolnir and then loki trying to grab it#which. the interaction between the song and the video making mjolnir thor's heart.... not even 20 seconds!!#it's so clean to me#it's like when i actually took a good look at bill cipher's design and realised he had such expressive potential#and i had to do like a page of doodles about it#in 20 seconds that fanvid from 2011 made me want to make animatics so so bad#which btw i watched it partly because a fic i liked cited it as an inspiration#and partly because i looked at the dates#and realised that the creator put it out like not even two weeks after the movie came out??#absolutely insane. i love this so much#this is like having a family heirloom in your hands#grandma lending me the necklace she wore to her first date with grandpa for my anniversary dinner or something#i have just entered a new fandom and the fans who were here before are showing me what it was like when they'd just arrived too#the sacred texts and such also#anyway. man i love fandom.#wow i have a ramble tag now
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totopopopo · 8 months
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Visiting my grandparents who are very tiny adorable withered old Mexicans with late stage dementia and they don’t remember me or know me at ALL but my grandma tried to speak to me in Spanish and I had to be like I’m sorry I don’t speak Spanish and she was fucking AGHAST
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deus-ex-mona · 2 years
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i think that about covers the ✨entire population✨
#this started off as a complaint about inconsiderate commuters and my strange coworkers… and somehow ended with my grandparents lmao#idk why but my coworkers seem to really like physical contact for some reason?? i’m not used to it at all man…#like there could be a ton of space behind me but this coworker would walk directly up behind me and pat my back or something? lady pls#or i could be looking at my results and my other coworker would just randomly hug me and i??? lady pls???? i’m so confused#and the thing is… i really really hate being touched by any other person (except my mother. she’s fine) so i’m just (ʘ‿ʘ) throughout it all#and speaking of physical contact… those commuters. man. ಠ‿ಠ#who brings their prams out at like 7.25am anyway? it’s early as balls and the kid’s still asleep 80% of the time anyway#pls take your kids out on a family trip later in the day… yk… when people aren’t trying to squeeze onto the train to get to work???#and they almost always choose to stand right smack in the middle of the train… right in front of the door to boot. at least move in????#and sometimes (the worst times) the kids are obviously old enough to walk around (and are in fact running around the train at that moment)…#…but the parent keeps the pram unfolded in all its oversized glory anyway. like whyyyyyyyyy#so now not only do commuters have to squeeze together because of a lack of space…#…they now have to shuffle around to avoid bumping into the kid. like ughhhhhhhhhhhh i hate trains sm#and also! those people who purposely stand on the side of the escalator that people walk up on and refuse to walk???? hate them too#i’ve missed so many trains because of them ಠ‿ಠ especially if they stop moving right at the end of the escalator (ʘ‿ʘ)#screw trains fr >:( buses are much better!! the air conditioning is better on buses too!!!!!!#life was much better in quarantine ngl. i could shut myself out from the outside world and just ✨thrive✨ in peace…#those overly-specific things in the dni list are all based on my family members and former acquaintances lmao#shoutout to my chopper-wielding border hopping grandpa and self-hammering grandma!!! i barely knew you guys!!!!#wait come to think of it… i have never really had a single conversation with any of my grandparents. whoops.#i don’t even know their names either… double whooooooops#and so that marks the end of my pointless rant for now. i could’ve just summed this up as ‘dni if you’re human’ tbh#i’ve even done like quite a few of these things on my own list do… dni: me??? (ʘ‿ʘ) if only that was possible aha…#…well i didn’t cry while watching dear layla. lol. that’s the one thing i can definitively say i didn’t and will never do—#inedible blubbering#sunday’s 🧂saltfest🧂
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#the tags on this post will be about death of a family member#just as a warning#you can skip over if that'll negatively affect you; its ok- put your mental health first#kee speaks#so my grandpa had a health scare this weekend#on Friday morning he couldn't breath#it was the one day i actually managed to leave for work at a decent time and I wound up following the ambulance to the farm#he was in hospital for about five days as they got the inflammation in his lungs down#they discharged him yesterday with new medications and a schedule to follow#so when he got back to the farm and we'd finished work for the day we went over and had happy hour with him#and now dad just called me at 5:30 AM (about half an hour ago) that grandpa passed away this morning#so that's both grandpas passing away within four months of each other#I'm still lying in bed rn#i dont think it's really hit me yet#but I'm comforted in the fact i was probably the last one to see him asides from grandma#and i gave him a big hug and told him i loved him before i left to go home#so yeah.#we'll see how much I'm around here the next few days#i might need distracting again so probably more than I think i will#but who knows.#on a positive note i won't have as much emotional heavy lifting to do like last time#my paternal grandpa who died in February only had one kid so me and my siblings were the only ones here to do the funeral stuff#but this side of the family has more siblings and thus i have nine other cousins to help with funeral arrangements#hopefully that means i wont need to get up on stage either cause that makes it so much worse for me#anyways. need to go find out if my cousins in another timezone have heard yet and if I need to call them
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tinyspringtrap · 2 years
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it’s always awkward when my mom relays that once again my grandpa is bothered by the fact I hardly go upstairs
like. maybe if he could tone down the down racism, homophobia, and generally shitty attitude about most things... maybe I would be more inclined to visit upstairs?
Can’t really say that though so yknow...
#like we went to olive garden yesterday as a late birthday dinner for me#and my grandma was talking about a cute lesbian couple on her soap opera that got married#and here i am in the middle of olive garden hearing a homophobic slur from this man about it#also he has... a very sexist attitude#and he's gotten more zealous with the religion lately and its. uncomfy.#not only bc I am agnostic and don't really believe in any sort of higher power#but also because... like... dude... your grandpa was native...#and christian extremists are likely (definitely) why we no longer have any sort of connection to that part of our heritage...#he doesnt really talk about his grandma or parents so idk what thats about and im not about to ask#bc the man is a fucking minefield on a GOOD day#ive always gotten along way better with my grandma bc she doesn't seem to have the same beliefs as him#oh my god one time we somehow got on the topic of vaccines and autism#and this man tried to say straight up that only /virus/ vaccines do that#like... no... no vaccine. of any kind. causes autism.#how do you not know this. you have an autistic granddaughter. it was absolutely not the work of vaccines and you should know that#he's also CONSTANTLY trying to find an excuse/gotcha reason to feed the dog things I've warned them are toxic to her#like oh my god. just because some distant uncle i dont fucking remember says 'green grapes are fine just not red' doesn't make it fucking-#true??#is this uncle a vet?? no?? then he needs to shut up.#these stories about relatives giving dogs coffee and chocolate aren't cute they're horrifying please stop trying to find an excuse to poison#your fucking dog.#is it not enough that you fed the last one a grape and had to rush her to the vet?? did that not give you all the information you needed on-#that??#just because you cant see the damage doesnt mean it isnt being done ffs#'none of our dogs ever died of that'#that you KNOW of#even if it doesn't kill them it can still do permanent damage or make them feel ill for a while#also he's literally also constantly harassing my grandma to give the dog more treats and food despite the fact she's overweight#your last dog was twice her healthy weight can you fucking NOT with this one??#and ofc he gets mad when my grandma doesnt want to shovel food at the dog like a furnace
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freakoutgirl · 2 years
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I love talking to older family members about my mental health struggles and why I'm taking medication and going to therapy, and when they hear my symptoms and how difficult I find navigating life, they're like "But that's just how life is. Everyone feels that way." Like lol no grandma you just have an undiagnosed anxiety disorder
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jewishvitya · 2 months
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When I see people sharing so much of their kids' lives, I think about that one time my child told a joke, I shared that joke with ONE FRIEND in a private conversation, and my child said "can you please ask me next time, before you tell people something about me?"
And, yes, I absolutely should. So I apologized, and now I ask.
"I love that video of you, can I show it to a friend?"
"Can I tell a friend about how clever you were just now?"
"Can I share this in the family group chat?"
"Can I show your art to grandma and grandpa?"
And it's not like my kids don't like when I share their jokes and puns and fun moments. They love it! But they want to have control over what I share with people. Even without their faces or their names. Even people we know and trust.
And they deserve to have that control.
My children are small so the examples are small. They wanted me to ask, so I ask. Just like being told to kiss my grandma's cheek when I was a kid was far from traumatizing, but I don't do that with my kids because it's a way to practice consent and become aware of bodily autonomy.
It gets both me and them in the habit of asking for consent and drawing boundaries and seeing the lines between their life and my life, their stories and my stories.
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korattata · 9 days
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.....i may have accidentally trained Stella to not eat her food unless i say its okay
Even if i'm not home
Oops.
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