#sometimes parents die

[nativehueofresolution]

this is the silliest post i've made in a while but. imagine a series of unfortunate events type au where louis and claudia move from city to city, and armand and his theater troupe follow them around like count olaf and his troupe. armand keeps doing different disguises and romancing louis under all of them and claudia has to keep uncovering him before louis marries him.

#lestat is the parent who died under mysterious circumstances #that armand may or may not have played a role in #and claudia uncovers his secret history with armand as the series goes on #daniel is like mr poe with sarcasm and keeps helping louis move thinking it will eventually make louis fall in love w him #but he'd rather die than say anything so instead he's just forlorn a new armand character shows up and louis forgets he exists #he never believes claudia about the disguises but every time there's a reveal he tells claudia he'll investigate armand to stop him for real #he never gets far bc he's a useless adult but claudia can sometimes find clues using his connections #this is my vision #kaitlin speaks #iwtv

[uncanny-tranny]

An important aspect of youth liberation is not tying the idea of later adult care with having children.

The broader attitude that only your children can ensure that you get taken care of when you grow old is not a good precedent to set. Having children should not be what ensures that you can live through old age, and fear mongering people with the idea that nobody will ever take care of them (or, rather, shouldn't) is such an awful motivator to have children.

#politics #youth liberation #yes some children will take care of their parent/s when they grow old. that is bound to happen. that isn't what i am talking about though #i am talking about a broader attitude of 'if you don't have kids you'll die alone and painfully. by the way! 🫰' #sometimes i wonder if that attitude also guilt trips children to stay and take care of their parent/s #like i am very much never taking care of my abusers. and sometimes it seems like people think if you as a child don't devote your soul... #...to your parents you are Worse Than Satan #this especially goes for childless or child-free folks too. they deserve to be taken care of because they are PEOPLE #and not because they have fulfilled the Being (Good™©®) People Quota

[castielsprostate]

supernatural if it had been a sitcom. oh what we could've had

#they live in an appt building ofcourse #dean and sam are brother roomies <3 they got one of those insanely intricate appartments which they pay less than 700 a month for #ofc they first had to sell off their parents old house. maybe it starts with johns death. maybe john is a marine like icarlys dad and dean #moves sam and him into an apartment (2 stories + a basement) after he and cassie break up. all of dean's exes live in the appt by the way #castiel moves in and he and dean meet at the laundromat (also yes monsters demons angels etc. are still a thing but yknow theyre more goofy #than actually dangerous) crowley later moves in with castiel. sam goes to school fulltime but hes still being a dirty little bloodfreak #rowena runs the appt building. charlie lives one floor below them. kevin and linda live a few doors down. ALSO OF COURSE #jimmy lives there too but he went “missing”. castiel gets questioned CONSTANTLY. but it's always waved off #gabriel and anna sometimes visit and/or stay at the hotel across the street. Balthazar lives with castiel for a few eps #they still all die the same amount of times by the way #sjonnie.text

[briarpatch-kids]

The short time I lived in California, I once told a coworker that one of our cats had to go live on a farm and the coworker was like "oh honey..." and like, trying to figure out how to let me down gently and I had to explain to her "no I'm from Idaho, the cat is a barn cat now."

Easily one of the funniest miscommunications in my life.

#its a common thing for people to tell their children that the animal went to go live on a farm #when their childhood pets die #but here if a doesnt adjust to family life sometimes people will see if its happier as a barn cat instead #(i dont do that but my parents were the type) #tay dont look #implied animal death

[amorhedera6]

i haven’t watched time bastard yet but something something peter was born the same year ted lost jenny so he was blocking out his family and missed peters birth and will never forgive himself for it bc peters the last person in his life who truly cares about him. something something.

#ted’s a sleazey asshole but he’s peters big brother forever #and he loves him more than anything else in his life #and they’ve got assholes for parents #so ted partially raised peter #and peter may hate him sometimes in the brother way #but he looks up to him #i’m obsessed with them your honor #peter spankoffski #pete spankoffski #bc i never know which to call him #ted spankoffski #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #tgwdlm #the guy who didn't like musicals #spankoffski brothers #spankoffski bros #The Rambles

[queenie-blackthorn]

sometimes i feel like i hate everyone

#if i ever say “i hate you” dont take it personally #everyone does stupid shit sometimes n thats fine but its happening sm and im sick of it n i need to speak up #chances are if u see this ur not part of the problem bc ur actually reading the shit i post #the fact that barely anyone realized that i relapsed into sh yesterday is crazy #im not doing this for attention its a fucking cry for help and most of yall are ignoring me #you ignore me when im fine and you ignore me when i need you #what am i supposed to do ffs #do i have to show you my bleeding thighs for you to ask how i am? #do you have to wait until i scream and cry and hurt myself for you to care abt me? #do i not matter unless im hurting? or do i not matter even when i am hurting? #do i have to fucking die for any of yall to realize theres something mentally wrong w me? #fuck you all youre just as bad as my parents #except for the four people who talked me out of spiralling last night #two of which were people i barely/dont know #so yeah maybe try harder n actually ask ur friends how they are #dont push them to the point where they need to be comforted by strangers

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#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

[tmnt-obsessed-ace]

Why do people hate 2012 Splinter? I just found a fanfic that bashed 2012 Splinter so badly I nearly cried. They painted Splinter as a bad father and very homophobic. I don’t understand. They are plenty of episodes where Splinter proved that he was a good father. Yes, there are some episodes where Splinter should have handled the situation a little better, but people make mistakes. That’s what makes him a good character. He makes mistakes. The homophobic part, I don’t understand at all. Splinter is strict, but not that strict. He would be accepting of his children’s decisions. If any of the turtles or their friends came out, he would be proud of them for accepting of who they are.

I even seen another fanfic on Ao3 where the turtles were nothing more than soldiers. Not brothers or even a family. That angered me so badly I just stopped reading TMNT fanfics for a while. Didn’t the author watch the show? There are episodes throughout the seasons until his death where he grounded or forbade the turtles from leaving the lair because he feared for their safety. In the Season 2 finale, Splinter attacked Shredder because he believed that Shredder killed Leo. (From my perspective.) And as for training them? They are mutants. He wanted them to have a way to defend themselves. He knew that he will not always be around to protect them.

Honestly I dont know anon. I genuinely dont understand that either. Like yes Splinter made mistakes but he is not NEARLY as awful as the fandom says he is. He's a good kind loving parent.

And the funny part is that it only seems to be 2012 Splinter who gets this treatment. Especially from Rise fans.

Like they will go on essays and essays defending Rise Splinter to the end of the earth because "he's heavily traumatized"

And then they turn around and VILIFY 2012 Splinter when guess what? HE IS ALSO HEAVILY TRAUMATIZED!

His brother murdered his wife, kidnapped his daughter and burned down his HOME. That is highly traumatizing.

Splinter knows the world is a dangerous place, his entire LIFE got upended all in a single night because of one man. And then the Kraang are actively hunting him and the turtles down in their first months. He HAD to train them in order to defend themselves because he couldnt just keep them underground for their entire lives. (Plus I think a part of it was him trying to keep his culture and the last of his clan alive because the entire Hamato clan almost got WIPED OUT/joined Shredder.)

And the whole thing about him being homophobic? That just feels really racist to me? Like the asian parent would automatically be homophobic. Even though Splinter knows first hand what it feels like to be shunned for something you cannot control.

The fandom can be very tiring sometimes and Im so sick of all the slander these characters get

#tmnt 2012 #tmnt splinter #im so tired of the tmnt fandom sometimes #and every time I see another ao3 fic tagged 'bad parent Splinter' 'mediocore parent Splinter' 'Splinter being a horrible parent' #I die a little more inside #it just hurts man

[lunathewafflelord]

Sometimes it seems like the anti fandoms are more toxic than the actual fandom that the anti fandom people hate on, it's actually really sad.

MLP fans will know what I'm talking about

#I saw a post saying that they wish Taylor Swift's private jet would crash since that'd be upsetting towards her fans and people were saying #it's cause mass suicides which would be a good thing since Swifties are toxic #look. you can dislike a group of people/a fandom due to their behavior but that does NOT make it okay to say they should kill themselves. #I've seen lots of nasty posts about furries too #saying that people should kill furries like you would a deer (hunting) and saying that they should all die #just because you find something “cringe” doesn't mean it's okay to wish death upon people #someone pointed out that oftentimes hate towards furries (and other groups) is partially rooted in ableism (mostly towards autism) and LGBT #LGBTQ hate #since furries are oftentimes associated with those two groups #people hate on furries due to their hate on those other groups #there's really a lot of small forms of hate which cause even worse forms of hate #you can find something “cringe” but that does NOT make it okay to wish death towards people. especially those in groups oftentimes victims #victims of oppression #autistic lesbian here and I've heard many stories about autistic people being killed by their parents or caretakers #and sometimes I'm genuinely scared for my life #I loooooove my parents they really take good care of me but I've dealt with some absolutely horrible teachers #ramble over. I just had to get this off of my chest #I've been seeing a lot of negativity lately

[beeceit]

the turtles at home or with Splinter: dad, daddy, pops, papa, father, daddio

the turtles the second they're away or insulting him: Splinter.

#it kills me every time #like the DISRESPECT #as a southerner I could never #you call your parents by their government name and you immediately die #splinter may be a shitty dad sometimes but tbh the turtles are shitty sons sometimes

[cottoncandiescupcakes]

Why the fuck does my dad speak to me then INSTANTLY TELLS ME TO BE QUIET bc hes watching something on the tv

I'm not a doll or an object you can talk to when you're bored and then instantly stop talking to when you've said what you've said

I fucking hate men

If my voice is that annoying or my presence or what I have to say WHY SPEAK TO ME THEN??? You don't have to talk to me at all + I am busy doing my own thing why the hell are you bothering me just to instantly cut me off or silence me when I speak back

I'm not a household object I'm a human being that also wants to speak OR I want to just be left alone

You can't just use me because you feel the need to say whatever you're saying then not let me reply

One day they'll be dead I'm sick of them. He just ignores my mom too even though she's severely depressed. I am autistic having to take care of a depressed mentally ill woman bc hes too lazy

'Why don't you have a boyfriend'

Because I end up being the slave to an apathatic asshole

Cat ladies know what's up

#tired #men #father #dad #family #misogny #waiting for my parents to die sometimes #at least they are getting old #autism #autistic #cat lady #rant

[nicnacsnonsense]

You know that thing where like you’re watching the story of Orpheus and Eurydice and there’s always a little part of you that thinks, maybe this time he’ll save her, maybe this time they’ll get it right?

Yeah, that’s me with Lex and his dad during the tornado in s1 finale/s2 opener. Maybe this time Lex will just leave him to die; maybe this time we’ll get it right.

#smallville #lex luthor #lionel luthor #sometimes abused children leave their abusive parents to die #and that’s valid #that’s valid Lex

[queenlua]

man why is every single hawk we see in tellius a dude. it's like intsys didn't even realize lady!hawks are BIGGER and thus would CLEARLY be the warriors in any kind of arrangement where they're forming armies and such—

#okay i mean technically there's a case you could make here right #well. in the case of owls actually. #owl dudes are FAMOUSLY bad at taking care of their offspring #like they're coequal parents it's a 50/50 effort but #if the lady!owl dies in a tragic accident the owl kiddos always die #whereas if the dude!owl dies the kiddos sometime survive #mom just works a double and hunts twice as hard. #whereas the dude!owl just seems to not get?? like?? how to actually feed the kiddos?? on his own?? #idk fascinating bit i saw a talk about owls a while ago #so you could make a case of ok the dudes are weaker but we send them off to fight because otherwise all the kids fucking die #except owls are notoriously the dum-dums of the raptor world #i'm pretty sure they are actual coequal parents in the case of hawks? #though i'm not able to find literature on it at the moment so #anyway. don't mind me. just going fully nuts over tellius #(i want nailah-but-she's-a-hawk man)

[anthropwashere]

I've gotten two letters from my mom since my aunt died last month and they've both been just. So, so aggressively manipulative. Y'all can skip this post. I'm not looking for sympathy likes/replies. I just need a good rant and sometimes it does pay to yell into the Tumblr void.

Still—still!—she insists I have never told her why I refuse to speak to her anymore. She has the receipts on this, going all the way back over a decade ago to my early 20s when I conceded to communicate to her solely through e-mails. That avenue of communication ended with me blocking her pretty much everywhere online after she called me a sociopathic bitch on a public platform family, friends, and coworkers followed me on. Very cool of her, very mature.

(If memory serves she was arrested shortly thereafter. Pity it wasn't for something more serious than, jeez, I can't be assed to remember. Something to do with her driver's license? I know she asked me for a couple grand about it and cussed me out when I told her my baby Airman ass literally did not have the money even if I were inclined to help her.)

Every single letter she sends me includes a brief tangent about how she's been watching YouTube videos about estranged families (both sides! she always includes the both sides!). She always says she wants to understand but she can't because I've never told her why I refuse to talk to her anymore.

How many phonecalls, how many HOURS, have I wasted crying in rage and despair as I try to tell her all the ways she hurt me, physically and emotionally and mentally, before I realized she'd never accept it? That she would always, always try to gaslight me like this? That she'd give me that guileless, wide-eyed and furrowed brow anxious stare and that high, plaintive goddamn voice. That she'd convince me time and time and time and time again that maybe, maybe I'm overreacting?

This most recent letter was a real treat. She went out of her way to say she wasn't trying to guilt trip me, really, but she's JUST lost both her sisters AND her parents in the last year and she's terrified she might die soon next so WHY won't her ONLY DAUGHTER just TALK to her? 😭

So, firstly. I can only speak for myself and my interpretations of what my extended family will feel, but I'm pretty goddamn sure we're all gonna CHEER when she finally fucking kicks the bucket. Ain't nobody gonna miss her when she croaks. Even if her sisters outlived her that'd be the same. My only complaint when she does die is that I'm gonna insist on paying for all of the funerary expenses because she's already leeched too goddamn much from the rest of the family. No way is anyone gonna pay for her bullshit one last time, even if that means paying folks back with interest after I fly back to California. And you can be sure I'm gonna go out of my way to take the cheapest route possible at every opportunity out of spite. This woman doesn't deserve better than the bare minimum. That's all she's ever given everyone else after all.

Secondly, I will concede the fact that yes, she's lost both her sisters in the last year, not even a full year apart from each other. And that sucks! It's extremely fucking sad! My aunts raised me as much as she did, and they both sure as hell paid for more of my childhood needs than she ever did. I was able to afford to go to my younger aunt's funeral last year, but even with the surprise disability backpay I got this year I've been dealing with a lot of owning-a-100+-year-old house expenses (such as replacing the entire goddamn original roof) this year, so I genuinely couldn't make the trip for my older aunt's funeral. Two family members offered to pay for my flight and I just couldn't accept that kindness because I grew up watching my mom take and take and take and take from the family.

THIRDLY HOWEVER.

Her mom, my maternal grandma, died TWENTY YEARS AGO. Her dad, my maternal grandpa, died THIRTY YEARS AGO. And she hated her parents! She fucking loathed them! I spent more of my childhood being her psychologist instead of her goddamn child; ALL I HEARD ABOUT was how much she hated and resented her parents. This is THE first time I've heard her trot them out since I lived with her back in the 00s, and it might damn well be the first halfway-positive mention of them since long before that? This is so transparent an act I can't help but be insulted that she'd think I'd take the bait? Using the LITERAL DEATHS of others to try to goad me into talking to her?

Like. Jesus. Last year at my younger aunt's funeral just about every single member of the California-centric family pulled me aside to ask if my mom was being too much. My aunt's CHILDREN, damn near non-functional with grief, asked if I needed help handling my mom. And there were a couple occasions where I damn near admitted yeah! She's being too much! She won't stop fucking touching me! She won't stop making her sister's death about herself! And here she is, a year later, doing the same goddamn thing again with her other sister's death!

She's a manipulative, gaslighting abuser who refuses to grow up and accept responsibility and/or repercussions for her actions despite being in her late-60s. She gleefully twists the knife into whoever she can get her hands on and acts SO distraught and SO betrayed when people find fault with her actions and behavior. I don't know a single person who knows her to like her anymore once she's shown her true colors, and somehow she's still convinced she isn't the problem.

What a waste. What a fucking waste.

#toxic relationships #days before i went to basic training she told me she was either going to become a nun or kill herself #because she didn't know how to live without me #that was not remotely the first time she threatened suicide to keep me in line #nor the last #sorry. sorry. this rant got bigger than i expected. #anger has been percolating #i try to let go of parent-bullshit as much as possible as a direct middle finger to how i was raised #but sometimes i just gotta lay it all out and gesture violently at it all #i'm not crazy! she's awful! she's really awful! fuck this person right out of my life! die faster please! #cousin if you see this post i'm doubly not looking for sympathy from you. #i'm ranting and petty and speaking in broad terms because i almost always speak in broad terms when ranting about shit on this site

[qsmprambling]

I was starting to write an essay but long story short:

The safety systems currently in place for the Eggs were created in response to the injury, threat-to, and death of previous eggs, and none of the current islanders will every quite be able to understand the old islanders fears/concerns.

#They don't worry about the Federation stealing their children in the night and returning them broken and terrified #They don't worry about the code flying in out of nowhere to kill their kid #They don't worry that another player would intentionally try to hurt or even kill their kids #And they don't know that all the safety systems they have are built on the suffering and death of the original eggs #Roier and Bad started babysitting because of the neglected eggs who lost lives #The no slashing weapons rule existed because of what happened to Tilin and Juanaflippa (before Etoiles found the bug) #NINHO exists because of the code attacks #the Sharestones were discovered and Dapper's Subway and the emergency exp exist because of Bobby's death #just #sometimes I see later players making comments about the older players'' fears and I get defensive oops XD #also wasn't it cellbit who made a comment when watching the recaps something like 'That death counted? They didn't reverse it?' #nope... it didn't matter that they didn't know the command to pick Ramon up #or that Bobby and Leo were attacked while their parents were afk #or that Tilin and Juanaflippa died to a bug #Dapper's and Tallulah's first death's were completely unwinnable fights - there was nothing Phil or Bad could do #because the plot demanded they die - so they were attacked until they did #aaack I am going to stop #2am rambling

[brain-bumbler]

Whumptober Day 2

Thermometer | Delirium

They don't care about you.

"Stop that!" Grisol sniffled loudly, his clogged sinuses aching. The nurse dabbing his brow flinched.

"My prince, please-"

"Shut up!" he demanded again, face scrunched up in a tight scowl, throat raw like sandpaper. His normally commanding and strong shouts were reduced to crackly cries.

He lashed his arm out and it made contact with the woman's hand, making a sharp smack. She yelped, and his hand stung. Tears pricked in his eyes from the pain. How dare they let him be injured as he lay, sick and weak in bed. He was their prince!

"Your highness, there is no need for such behavior." The nurse's tone was polite, but dry and tired. She'd said that half a dozen times today.

"You aren't doing it right!" The water from the cloth dripped into his eyes when she pressed too hard. His mother's touch was more gentle.

He could remember when he was younger and she sat in his nursery when he was sick, dabbing at his brow, while the Gzar stood by his bedside.

"Please save your strength, Prince." The nurse sighed again, wiping his forehead. Another set of hands poked the thermometer to his mouth, and yet another were tugging at his blanket. Stop touching me!

"Quiet! Where is my father?" His throat stung, his chest ached. He glared around the room, the uniforms and faces of nameless servants blurring together.

"Prince Gristol," a maid spreading smelly herbs around the bed tittered nervously, "his Majesty is very busy. I'm sure he will come visit-" Another maid, older, grabbed her arm to stop her.

"SHUT UP! GET OUT! GET OUT YOU STUPI-" As his voice cracked, his sore throat clenched and gave out, his shrill cry cut short. When his voice disappeared, he threw himself back, kicking and flailing and hissing for everyone to leave, smacking every hand that got close again.

Slowly, the maids stepped back, shuffling out of the room. And the little prince was left alone, his tantrum dying down as he was finally given peace from the poking and prodding and hushed whispers by his bedside.

He curled up under his thick pile of goosefeather blankets. When father came he'd tell him how they'd treated their future Gzar, and they'd all be punished, and from then on only his mother would be trusted to watch over the gem of the country. His father would praise him for putting his foot down on the incompetent servants who dared to... who dared to say...

Hours later, Prince Gristol woke, too sore to move, a wet silk handherchief pressed to his forehead. Water streamed down his head and soaked his hair and eyes. The whispers of servants passed over his head like mosquitos hovering.

"Mother," he groaned, "father." The speaking stopped abruptly, but when he could do nothing else, it continued as if he'd never spoken at all.

#whumptober2023 #no.2 #psychonauts 2 #implied parental neglect tw #sick kid tw #gristol malik #idk why i did this one for gristol #but ya know. we can feel sad for a poor little rich boy #sometimes as a treat #no edits we post and die like men with adhd #its okay his parents get him that cotton candy maker when he's better