#trigger warning for death of parents

[mollymarymarie]

“Harry?” came a hesitant question after an uneasy fifteen minutes of silence, an uneasy fifteen minutes of Harry going well over the posted speed limit in his haste to cut the distance between them.

“I’m still here, Draco,” Harry assured him. “I’m on my way. I promise.”

A soft huff of a breath pierced through the call. “Draco,” he repeated, and Harry would’ve sworn his reply was almost wistful, almost wanting, if he didn’t know him better. “It’s been a long time since I’ve heard you call me Draco.” The weight of the why hung between them in the muffled stillness.

“You’ve always been Draco. It never changed. Not for me.” The last statement came out a bit more accusatory than Harry wanted, but the intent remained. To Harry, they had never changed.

Summer Skin on AO3

#Drarry oneshot #Drarry #Draco Malfoy #Harry Potter #Draco/Harry #first ever drarry attempt #good luck with this one #angst on angst on angst #literally just me posting my depression phase out loud #trigger warning for death of parents #implied child abuse? #and uh also arson #dont read if you dont agree with burning down your childhood home #uh enjoy

[mischaswife]

How the rtc parents reacted hearing their child(ren) died

TW!!!⚠

Noel&jasmine: "O-oh my god..." Was the first thing she said hearing the news that her two children had passed away. She was the first parent to come to the scene. She was mortified as she saw noel and jasmines bodys. All bloody and mutilated.

Mischa: "Oh..." Was what his "parents" said. They never arrived at the scene. They just let it soak in that the child they treated so badly was dead for good. They kinda felt bad too. They watched the news insted of going to the scene. The news also showing their dead bodys.

Constence: They were struck with schock. Their oldest daughter was dead. Her parents were the second people there. Seeing her body made Constences mom have a breakdown. Her dad comferted her.

Ocean: her parents were the last to know. They were shocked, yes but they didnt leave their house and did some stupid hippie ritual in honor of ocean.

Ricky: They were..Very Distraught by the information they recived. Lots of tears. They never went into his bedroom after his passing, They did keep the door open though. So they could always remember their special boy.

Penny: They never found out she died. Ezra did though. He went through a massive depressive episode after her passing. He never told their parents though. He spent alot of time in her room.

(not me almost crying while writeing rickys)

#rtc #ride the cyclone #mischa bachinski #jasmine gruber #noel gruber #ocean o'connell rosenberg #constance blackwood #Ricky potts #penny lamb #legoland #Legoland play #ezra lamb #Rtc parents #Death #trigger warning #Tw #im gonna cry #Why did i write this to be so sad

[heretherebedork]

I am maybe twenty minutes from saying goodbye to my mom because we went from working on PT to infection to pneumonia overnight and I rushed out at 6:30 am and I don't know what to think so I keep thinking about the shows I'm gonna watch today and I just wanna say how much I love everyone of you reading this and please don't make this my most popular post just go read all my La Pluie meta and love that part of my life.

Anyway.

Love people. Don't stop loving them. See them when you can and love them.

#parental death #death #francis irl #paternal loss #trigger warning death #death mention #real life death #serious post #but please focus on my less serious stuff

[verfound]

MINIFIC: Oct. 23: Day 8: Under the Bed (MLB, Lukanette, DLM AU)

Content/Trigger Warning: Abusive Parent & Child Death. Nothing graphic, but you know what's going on.

For @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers October Minific Challenge 2023.

Read on Ao3

To Feel Alive Again: Ch8: Under the Bed

(Potentially Triggering content under the cut)

“Where are you, you little shit?!”

Marinette refused to let herself jump at the crash from downstairs.  Her arm tightened around the little girl beside her, who was shaking like a leaf.  She couldn’t blame her.  She was scared, too.  Absolutely terrified.

…but at least Marinette knew she would be leaving this house a…whatever she was that passed for alive these days.

“Marinette, wait,” Mendeleiev called, her eyes staying on her puzzle book as she spoke.  Luka hung back a moment, glancing between them, but Mendeleiev discreetly shooed him with two fingers lifted from the back of her book.  An annoyed look flickered across his face, but it was gone before Marinette could be certain she actually saw it.  He looked at her one more time, but she nodded.

“I’ll catch up,” she said.  His lips pressed into a thin line, but he nodded before following after Fred and Théo.  She sat back down in the booth and gave Mendeleiev a hesitant smile.  “Yes?”

She had been making an effort lately.  Had been good.  Mendeleiev hadn’t felt the need to check up on her in over a month.  What could she have possibly done to land herself back on the head reaper’s radar?

Shit list, a voice that sounded suspiciously like Luka grumped in the back of her mind.  She tried not to smile at it.

“Your reap today,” Mendeleiev said, her eyes still on her word search.  She tapped her pen against the page and circled another word.  “Don’t fuck it up.”

“…excuse me?” she asked, blinking at the older woman.  Mendeleiev finally raised her eyes from her puzzle book, her brow furrowed.

“You’re a good person, Marinette,” she said.  Marinette frowned, unsure where she was going with that.  “It can make you…impulsive.  We –” she gestured between them, indicting reapers, Marinette assumed “–can’t afford to be impulsive.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand,” Marinette said.  Mendeleiev reached across the table and laid her hand over her own.  It was a surprisingly comforting gesture, for someone like Mendeleiev.

“Do the job,” she said, her voice uncharacteristically kind.  “Reap the soul.  Show them their lights.  And walk away.”

“…who is A. Rousseau?” she asked, looking at her post-it.  The address was a few blocks away, and she had two hours to get there.  Mendeleiev squeezed her hand and let go, turning back to her puzzle.

“Your reap,” she said, circling another word.  “Now go on, kid.  You don’t want to keep them waiting.”

Marinette held Abigail Rousseau closer, trying not to show any fear or weakness as the girl trembled.  As something glass shattered down the hall and a dog yelped.

“Muffy!” Abigail cried, and Marinette cursed as she squirmed away from her and crawled out from the bed they’d been hiding under.

“Abby, no!” Marinette called, reaching after her.  Her hand slipped along Abigail’s leg, and Marinette sucked in a breath as…she popped her soul.

Just like she was supposed to.

Do the job.

But the job was a child.

And walk away.

How could she walk away from this?

Abigail ran out of the room and down the hall, screaming for her papa to leave Muffy alone, that it wasn’t the dog’s fault, please, papa, no!

“…wait,” Marinette whispered, tears burning in the corners of her eyes.  “Please, Abby.  Wait…”

Her hand clenched into a fist at the screams that followed.  At the screams that stopped.  She felt a shifting beside her – a change in the air pressure, or maybe just a shimmer where something was that hadn’t been a moment before.  A soul manifesting after…

“…is it over?” the soul that had been Abigail Rousseau asked, her voice so quiet in the suddenly still house.  Marinette took a shaky breath, refusing to cry in front of the already scared girl.

“…yeah,” she said, turning and giving her the best smile she could manage.  From the corner of her eye, she saw the girl’s lights shimmering and heard the echo of a dog barking.  Abby’s face lit up, and then she was scrambling again, this time racing towards somewhere Marinette hoped was much better than the hell she was leaving behind.  “It’s over.”

#miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain-cheng #mrs. mendeleiev #mendeleiev #lukanette #endgame lukanette #lukanette endgame #ml fic #ver fic #lbsc october minifics 2023 #dlm lukanette au #dead like me au #to feel alive again #child death #abusive parent #content warning #trigger warning #I hesitated with this one guys #whump #I almost didn't go with it #but reapernette needs to learn a lesson #this one hurted

[yardsards]

transgender dysphoria blues is one of those albums where halfway through you slowly lose the ability to sing along to it and just start bellowing wordlessly because even screaming along to the lyrics can't get all the feelings the music is giving you out of your system

#eliot posts #i like listening to it in the car on the long drive home from my parents' house #it's on long stretches of barren highway so no one can hear me scream #also bc i need catharsis after seeing my parents #i strongly recommend this album if you haven't heard it yet #but like trigger warning for... basically fucking everything under the sun #heavy emphasis on themes of transphobia and self harm and death but other stuff too #like dysphoria death suicide exploitation sex #prolly more im forgetting #but god. it's so fucking good and cathartic for me i am insane over it #it's a very good punk rock album w lyrical themes that kill me dead in a good way

[lux-scriptum]

blog update

so i found out my dad died yesterday (may 3rd) a few hours ago. i'm gonna keep my queue on, and I have no idea if im just not gonna bother with tumblr or if im gonna tumblr harder to cope (/hj) but i wanted to give yall a heads up either way. I don't really have much to say beyond that rn. <3

#just a trigger warning i guess #parental death mention tw #grief #ask to tag #idk #i just got off work so #yeah #i dunno #lux.txt

[inkykeiji]

hi! i've never left an official ask but i was wondering if you've ever listed what books are your favorite? and if you haven't, can i ask which ones are? your writing is beautiful and i'd love some reccs :)

hello!!! hehehe well welcome to my inbox! (´∀｀)♡ super happy to have you here and receive an ask from you! <33 i have listed them before, but i can list them again for u no problem anon!!! <3

the picture of dorian gray by oscar wilde (all time fave!!!)

the secret history by donna tartt

frankenstein by mary shelley

wuthering heights by emily brontë

fear and loathing in las vegas by hunter s thompson (literally read it in two days and immediately reread the entire thing i loved it SO much)

anything shakespeare but especially hamlet, othello, and macbeth

lolita by vladimir nabokov (MASSIVE trigger warning for csa in this book. please be careful navigating it if you decide to pick it up, it is extremely triggering but the prose is gorgeous)

sharp objects by gillian flynn (i just spent the past six days absolutely DEVOURING all of her work and i loved every novel but sharp objects is by far my favourite out of the three)

so those are my ultimate favourite pieces of literature, but some others i’d recommend include: the turn of the screw by henry james, the strange case of dr jekyll and mr hyde by robert louis stevenson, the goldfinch by donna tartt (v good but not as good as the secret history), pride and prejudice by jane austen, and something wicked this way comes by ray bradbury! <3 oh oh oh and if you want to read something trashy and mindless and pulpy i recommend flowers in the attic by vc andrews (tw for incest and rape).

#i hope these help anon!!! #honestly most of these should have trigger warnings #tw for stepcest (kinda????) for wuthering heights #tw for drugs for fear and loathing #tw for family/parent trauma; child death; and alcoholism/drugs for sharp objects #the secret history also has drug use and incest in it but it isn’t as uhhh central to the plot tbh #oh tw for murder for the secret history LMAO #have a lovely sunday night <3 and stay safe!!!! #inky.bb #clari gets mail

[diamoric-comix]

Medical neglect is a heck of a thing.

#trigger warning #parental death mention tw #abuse tw #medical neglect #chronic pain #spoonie

[life-born-of-fire]

My dad died a month ago (he was 62), he was diagnosed with cancer 10 day before that. He had basically no symptoms, so it wasn't found earlier (he was visiting doctors regularly, because of heart problems). I had a few days of from work, but I'm back since then. Work is pretty tough atm and with the grief of losing my dad so suddenly, I'm just so exhausted...Acting as if nothing is wrong the whole day is taking every little bit of energy out of me. My coworkers know what happend, because we're all pretty close, and before he died they said that they would be there for me, no matter what happens. Now they don’t ask about how I'm doing and avoid the topic completely. I know it's hard to talk about death, but it would be so nice to just feel like they care. It would make everything a bit easier for me. Also, I have sleeping problems for a few years now, but now I just feel like a zombie and that makes working even worse. When I sleep it's just shit, but I mostly don't.

This post is just to write the shit that's going around in my head down, it doesn't really have any other use.

#personal #trigger warning death #tw death #my life #death of a parent #tw death of a parent

[multiplemike]

Twin family headcanons when 🥺

(If you'd like to share that is!)

👁️👁️

Having twins was definitely unexpected, and their father initially got cold feet. Once Amy & Sammy were brought into the world, though, he absolutely fell in love with them. Mom, too! For the first few years of their childhood, everything went over very smoothly. But Amy's accident drastically changed things. I haven't fleshed out the details fully, but her father was unfortunately involved in the incident as well and lost his life. There was a domino effect of familial issues, and when their mother became less capable of fully caring for them, their aunt stepped for temporary guardianship (alongside their uncle).

#Using TD's prize money to pay off the debt their father's death left behind was the primary reason Amy & Sammy auditioned for Pahkitew! #uuuhhhmmm After TDPI Amy ends up with Scott 😍 #+ Sammy is girlfriends with Rodney (who later identifies as transfem and transitions during her relationship with Sammy 🥰) #and yeah! That's all I can think of at the moment but #thank you so much for sending in this ask 🥹 I love getting to share this kind of stuff! #Trigger Warnings for the Read More: #injury #death #parent death #abuse #Ask me to tag anything else 😌 #answered #anon

[shy-violet-soul]

It’s a strange thing to go about your life when someone you love is dying.

3 weeks and 6 days ago, my dad learned his cancer is growing & isn’t treatable, and chose to start hospice. “Hospice” - I knew in theory what it was. Some vague notion of kind faces and gentle hands that somehow made the journey of last days easy.

You don’t know that the reality of the process is much more stark. Everything we’ve come to expect to do for an illness or injury now must NOT be expected. You don’t know because it’s too morbid, too terrible to ask the grieving what it was like. Embarrassed and helpless, you prop them up in a careful corner with hugs and hand clasps and “thinking of you” texts.

6 days ago, Dad had 1 last round of radiation on the new brain tumors to buy him more time. It has wrought havoc on his body. Father’s Day was spent helplessly praying as he vomited and staggered a path back and forth to the bathroom.

I sat and listened to him breathe, overcome by the thought that this could be it - his last hours. But it wasn’t happening in that vague, nebulous kindness with no pain, no last gentle forehead kisses or my sister and brother-in-law with us to bear witness to the end.

I’m not ready. I want to hear his laugh a hundred more times, memorize the stories to tell his 4 grandchildren, take him on one last drive. I want to play him his favorite songs, take dozens more pictures, and watch one more John Wayne movie with him.

Tonight, he fell. And I was confronted with the other half of this painful journey - my mom. The woman who has led our family through more crap than any person should. The weight of watching her life partner of 48 years suffer, wither, has crippled her. I spent the still midnight end of the equinox calling non-emergency dispatch, on call triage nurses. My sister was pulled from a mom’s haggard sleep as we spoke in quiet hushes of the facts and our fears.

In the midst of this stark revealing, I’m recovering from surgery. The day after dad’s cancer news, I took an Uber to the hospital. I’d never felt more alone. My single-ness lay sharp-edged inside my chest. Precious friends stayed in constant touch, their love a balm across the distance (I love you, @thesassywallflower ). A warmth in the vacantness my family couldn’t or wouldn’t fill in my weakness.

I feel suspended - so much must be done, the days march on, but i can’t help the ear always listening for a text or a call. Oddly moored and waiting for the unknown tide that must come.

Forgive me for this pouring out. My brain is scrabbling to make sense of this weird time I find myself in. Life is so. Damn. Hard right now. And yet - it must be lived.

#personal #tw: cancer #trigger warning: cancer #cancer #cancer sucks #loss of parent #death of parent #dying parent #bleh

[luimagines]

Hiiii!! I wanted to make a lil story I’m not the best! But I tried so I hope you like this.

Wild had recover a memory. A memory he didn’t want to ever remember. He had finally opened that shed at the back of his house and found things he never wanted to see again.

“Open dammit!” Wild struggling to open the shed “cmonnnn, TWILIGHT!” He shouted.

“What?” Twilight walked over quickly thinking that something bad had happened.

“Do you possibly have any tools that could open this door?” Wild grinned silly

“Sure I’ll go get it.” Twilight walked away. Wild always wondered what was in there ever since he bought this old house. Twilight came back with Sky.

“..why is sky here?” Wild was confused now. “Cause ever since he tackled me to the ground you guys seem to take it as a joke and thinks he can knock anything down now.” Twilight said flatly. He was a bit petty ever since that happened.

“Goddesses Twilight! t’s not my fault! You kinda asked for it!” Sky pouted. Twilight sighed “You’re right I shouldn’t have touched your stuff while you were off guard it’s my fault. I’m sorry.” Twilight apologized.

“..uh..anyways since you’re here sk-“ Wild was cut off by Sky literally knocking down the door just by tackling it. Wow he really could knocked down things.

“There.” Sky said “the door is knocked down just like you wanted.” Sky smiled and the next thing Wild knew Sky and Twilight were walking away from him.

“Well..” Wild picked up the door and put it next to a tree and walked into the shed as soon as he walked in there he started to remember, he looked at the picture on the old wooden wall it was a picture of a little girl, a very young girl she looked as if she were around 4-6 and a old man who looked around his 40’s and 50’s and a young boy who looked like Wild but very VERY young maybe around 8-10 then he really remembered what happened.

“Play with me father!” My little sister shouted. “No I’m good. And plus I’m taking link out to see Hyrule castle town. You will stay here at home while Hama-Sama baby sits you.” My father had said flatly.

“Cmon link! Let’s go!” My father had said and dragged me with him I promised my little sister. Millie. That I would play with her but instead I’m being dragged I looked back at her looking at us, hurt and the baby sitter Hama Sama had sat right next to her trying to cheer her up.

My father was a famous knight so everyone expected him to be a great father and stay strong even after mother had died after giving birth to Mille. But he didn’t. He was so bold he blamed mothers death on Millie and was very rude towards her- threatened her even. Hama Sama was like a big brother to me and I told him everything in secret and he taught me how to fight just in case. Hama Sama was considered the “weirdo” in our town just because of his looks, had big brown eyes, pale skin that could be mistaken for actual white and his straight long black ponytail and his skinny figure was what made people bully him so badly so of course if he had told anyone else no one would believe him especially since he’s talking about a famous knight.

One day. One specific day. On Millie’s birthday our father drunk a bit too much cause he thought of this day as a curse and who knew that his threats would become true. I was making a flower crown for Millie-

“AHHHH! Help me linky!” I heard a squeaky voice screaming in pain and fear I ran so fast into the house and I saw. That. Millie- she was on the ground crying being punched, kicked, thrown around.

“MILLIE!!” I ran towards infront of her and gotten a clean punch in my face.

“Link? What the FUCK are you doing in here this is just me and this little shit dealing with business.” Father had said in a furious tone.

“Get away from her! She did nothing wrong!” I sobbed “yes the hell she DID she murder your mother!! Hannah..my sweet Hannah..gone.. Because of THIS SHIT!!” I was shoved away and Millie was being beaten by my father. I ran towards him and punched him as hard as I could. The punch didn’t effect him as he picked me up easily threw me knocking me out easily.

Next thing I knew I woke up. Knights and citizens were surrounded around our house I was one a soft carpet I was being healed. I saw that my sister…my sister..she..she

She had blood all over her. Father had killed her. Why? Why?! And Hama Sama was there he was also dead…no. I then learned that my father had made up a story saying that he left us at home for a bit to grab a present for Millie and came back home seeing that some stuff was gone and that I was knocked out while Hama Sama and Millie were dead. I ran over to them crying.

Just then my father pulled me out of there and told me this “listen here you brat you keep your mouth shut. Yes. I killed that little shit and the weirdo they broth deserved to die and go to hell together. So you listen don’t ever open your mouth AGAIN.”

And I did.

I woke up from the memory crying I was surrounded by Time, Twi, and Sky.

“Oh my goddesses you’re okay! We heard you screaming!” Sky said worryingly.

“Yes and I saw you were crying. You didn’t look okay.” Time frowned and rub circles on my back.

“Was it a bad memory again? If it was then it must’ve been horrible..I never seen you like this Champion..” Twilight said

“Nothing- it was nothing just a bad memory.” I said flatly. I walked away fasted and into my house. Now I know the reason I was a mute in those memories-

It was because of him. The murder.

I hoped you liked this story!! I love ur blogs btw your writing is so good!! 💕❤️

Oh my goodness gracious... well this is heavy...

I went in thinking was going to be nice, only to have my expectations wildly curve balled.

Like Sky just bulldozing into the shed to get it open! And Twilight being petty! DX

Why didn't the cute last!?

That being said, while this isn't typically what I would go for, I think you have a good basis and eye for wording. You did great!

If I had to mention one little (unwarranted) critique, the pacing was a bit jarring. It seemed to be cut and it jumps in some places that I would have thought would have taken a bit longer to process. But you've got a great foundation to expand upon and make this a full on fic.

Thank you for submitting it! <3

#pinky replies #...how do I tag this? #torture #(?) #murder #death #abuse #I'm trying to add trigger warnings #parental abuse #abuse mention #verbal abuse #abuse tw #alcohol #ok.... this is about what tumblr was willing to work with #I hope i covered most of it

[catfish-and-the]

im literally. giving myself 11 months and if i like. cant find a reason to live or at least live somewhat comfortably by then thats it. i feel like ive lived like this long enough and im really tired

#ignore me #i mean yeah like i can live for other ppl i guess but at what cost like #my parents probably dont want me to kms but living is just so painful and heartbreaking that it doesnt matter i just want it to stop #like. i feel lkke i have to do this for my own sake bc again nothing has changed in almost a decade so like #what could possibly change in the future i dont want to live like this anymore #suicide tw #death tw #tw #trigger warning #to delete

[collectedbyflick]

If you're watching Derry Girls season three like me:

MAJOR warning for sudden death in episode 6.

#Derry girls content warning #death mention #CW death #more detail later in tags #specifically the death of a parent #and hospital setting #and funeral #the guard of honour in the school uniforms really really triggered me

[hanabisays]

MEET Hanabi's parents!!

(38 Deceased) Watanabe Yuri passed away at 38 years old. He was a pre-school teacher who had the ability to see spirits. Watanabe was prone to being possessed as he had some kind of magnet that would attract all sorts of spirits to him. Even though there was a news outbreak in regards to a nasty car accident that caused Watanabe's passing, it is still a mystery as to how and why it even happened. Watanabe was known to be a very good husband, a lovely father, and just someone who cared deeply about his students and his child.

(42) Oh Ye Ji is a well known shaman in Korea. She is born from a family of Shamans and born into a family of Buddhism. Oh was gifted the sight to see spirits of all kinds just like Watanabe and she was also gifted the ability to banish and summon and hear their calls. Though, just like with Watanabe, she is prone to being possessed and therefore utilizes rituals and talismans to protect her from harm. She had given Watanabe something of a protecting charm as well (but at the time of his accident he had not been wearing it.) Oh Ye Ji is known to be headstrong. She's a little on the tougher side than her late husband, but she loves just as deeply and she is also pretty sweet. She is someone that would fight tooth and nail for her family. She is not above murder if it means protecting the last family she has left and that's Hanabi.

#𓅆Headcanon #I had to do the papa and mama too! #tw car accident #tw #Trigger warning car accident #cw car accident #Tw car accident mention #tw parental death #I wanted to make sure I covered everything #Trigger warning #tw religions #tw body possessions

[ladyfarona]

I just finished a book and now I'm sad and I will never read another book again /j

#Ignore me #The book was Her Little Flowers by Shannon Morgan #It was really good #Bittersweet ending #Don't read it if you've ever had an alcoholic parent tho #Or physically abusive parent #Might be triggering #Major warning there's violence against children and child death #A very heavy read #Still a good book. Just heavy. #Also flowers and the language of flowers is a theme #There's witchy vibes too #Anyways I am not okay #Books that stay with you. Gosh. #Farona speaks