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nightmaretherabbit · 1 year
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My first impression: A friend of @kate-cuphead-fans with cool art. Nice 👍
Now: I WOULD DIE AND KILL FOR YOU!! ❤💜❤ ❤️‍🔥
Ty! Please don't die or kill-
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very-uncorrect · 7 months
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Something about this tells me she doesn't have much time left
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rugbyking · 2 years
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@ofsweetness said ; ✏️ PENCIL /  is there a particular quote / lyric that you associate with them?
im so sorry for the ramble you are about to receive -- 
why am i like this ; by orla garland as a whole but -
Never in the moment, never giving enough, Let's go out and shout the words we never said, I've got my mistakes on loop inside my head, inside my head So, why am I like this Why am I like this Why am I like this
codependency by orla garland  . . 
It's like I'm half alive But it's not your fault Your life, it isn't mine But I hate it I think I'm the problem with you And I don't know what to do And I see that's why they call it codependency
god  , THINGS THAT I’VE LEARNED BY ORLA GARTLAND ?? as / a whole is such an older nick vibe god /
Don't compare your face to the other faces, it's not worth it
Take up all the space, even when you think you don't deserve it You're living your life in your mind, you don't get it Never buy the jeans that you've never seen, you'll regret it It's ok to feel everything you feel all of a sudden Store it on the shelf for a day when you feel nothing All of the lovers, and others, they don't get it There's no manual and if there is I haven't read it
this -
The truth is I am a toy that people enjoy 'Til all of the tricks don't work anymore And then they are bored of me this- 
Lucky for you, I got all these daddy issues
part of sleep by mcr
The hardest part's The awful things that I've seen "Sometimes I see flames And sometimes I see people that I love dying and It's always..."Just sleep Just sleep Just sleep Wake up! "And I can't... I can't ever wake up"
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dailyflicks · 16 days
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There's a crane I can see from my cubicle, and sometimes I think about hanging from it. Not 'cause I want to, but because I wonder how it could feel. Sometimes I Think About Dying (2023) dir. Rachel Lambert
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superherospinoff · 1 year
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batman: a lonely place of dying (1989), colorized
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darlingrexi · 2 months
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no one understands the true fear of heart palpitations while f4st1ng
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helpimstuckposting · 1 year
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Anti-Sterek people are funny to me because like oh yeah sure I just stare at my friends lips all the time, I get as close as possible to their face as I can and then just stare at their lips. You know what else I do? Hold their mothers prized possession for fifteen years after they’ve left, I keep it right where I see it, fix it up all the time, and I have super complicated feelings about it. I also name my first child after the same grandparent they use the name of, I do that for all my purely platonic friends. Just dudes being bros, bros being dudes
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thewayuarent · 6 months
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On death talks
Listen, Ray isn’t diagnosed, but we can assume he has some type of depressive disorder among other things (addiction, ptsd, suicidal tendencies). And as someone who was diagnosed with depressive disorder I can confirm that death talks are kind of usual thing (I’m not telling this is like that for all people with depression but for some of us - absolutely).
A lot of my conversations tags death theme - as a joke, or quick mention, or way deeper than that. I also have thoughts about “what if I die tomorrow” pretty often.
And I’m fine, I go to therapy and take antidepressants, but this is how my brain works sometimes.
This is not foreshadowing. This is realism.
What is way more important for me in this scene is that it’s the very first time Ray talks about his future.
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And of course it’s not his own dream, it’s Sand’s. But this is a progress.
Until that every character but Ray had a future dreams or at least plans.
Mew and Cheum with hotel project they’re pretty passionate about.
Top with his parents business he knows he’ll get one day.
Ton with New York maybe and definitely with photography.
Nick with his dream job in animation.
Sand with festivals around the world.
And Ray? Nothing. He stuck in his past and never saw his future.
Until now. This is not perfect, but this is a step forward.
This is what this scene is about for me (among other things about SandRay obv).
As someone who has this experience I am really proud and hopeful for him there.
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tubchunk · 2 months
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q!tubbo was so mucu happier and dping so much better today! like he worked on the storage system (something that reminded him of tubchunk), he jmhung out with both q!pac and q!fit after a while and stayed with them, he and q!foolish along with sunny ran dungeons with crazy loot, the bunny guy was a fun and imteresting interaction that also spawned in an idea and a possibility of workijg with the federation for it.
its all going well for him!!
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although...
going from being lost and despairing just yesterday to being in a much better mood today, it could just be that maybe things are feeling more normal.
but also, a not-so-common but hard to spot sign that someone is suicidal and its concerning is when they suddenly appear to be in a better mood and almost have a second wind.....
not saying thats whats happening but.... its what i thought of....
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luminaselfshipz · 7 months
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it's been such a long week. you've been busy, event after event, and now you return home, you finally have a chance to rest a bit before life has to start back up again.
when you get home, your f/o is there, ready to take care of your every need. they have a large, warm dinner cooked (or ordered, if they cannot cook) for you with all your favorite foods, all your housework- laundry, dishes, any cleaning, bills, et cetera- has been done for you, and after dinner they clean everything up for you, and they're ready to treat you to anything you want; a massage, your favorite movie or show, or simply just cuddling as you peacefully sleep. they make sure you take your meds and clean yourself up as much as possible, and will even help you with your routines and hygiene if you're too burnt out to do it.
your f/o wants to make sure you're properly taken care of before your life has to become busy again, and wants to make sure you always feel as refreshed as possible.
your f/o is so damn proud of you for everything you do, but they know that you deserve rest whenever possible. <3
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PR0SHIP / C0MSHIP / PR0FIC DNI THIS ISNT FOR YOU! SHOO.
dividers by @7mugi and @eloquentreverie !!
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scary-lasagna · 1 year
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Hey!, how are you?, I just read your "accidentally hurting/killing their s/o’s" posts you did for Jeff, E.J., Slender and the Proxies and I was wondering if you can do for Laughing Jack and Jason The ToyMaker?, it's okay if you choose to ignore it, have a nice day/night (n_n) <3
The poor bois. I decided to only do LJ to save time, but shoot another request and I'll be happy to do Jason :]
Laughing Jack
He didn't even realize what he did until your legs suddenly folded, and you collapsed into his arms.
You asked for some candy.
A single piece, no more or less.
Just to taste a sweet drop after dinner to bless your taste buds. After all, Jack always had the best tasting candy, considering he makes it himself.
But Jack, having a busy mind that night with recent work events and politics, happened to absentmindedly pluck one out of his pocket and give it to you to enjoy.
And it tasted better than usual, like all of your favorite flavors swirled into one piece of heaven. It was truly delightful, and you had no time away from the distraction of flavor to realize your organs were shutting down.
The poison set in very quicky, wasting no time in attacking your nervous system and bringing you crashing into Jacks shaking arms.
He cried out in hate towards himself, and disbelief that there was nothing he could do. Such a foolish act to create a poison and no antidote.
He wanted to say something. Anything. Anything at all that would soothe you in your final moments. But you were already gone. His distraught face was the last thing you saw before the life faded from your eyes and bloody tears cried wherever they could seep out.
You were dead.
And it was his fault.
He made the candy. He gave you the candy.
You died without a second thought. All because you trusted him.
Because you loved him.
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uncanny-tranny · 9 months
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Man, as a trans guy and abuse survivor, whenever I see people saying the likes of, "lmao, men shouldn't be allowed in anything deemed 'women's healthcare'!" It just reminds me that - especially in healthcare - my safety and comfort will never matter so long as it continues to condradict people's preconceived notions of what constitutes people worthy of healthcare. It's just something I wish the well-meaning people who are rightfully frustrated with the state of healthcare would take a second to remember.
Yes, the healthcare system sucks and we must fix it. No, that doesn't mean we ought to leave behind people just because they challenge us on our own biases.
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dead1nsidefairy · 1 year
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its bad again, feeling of emptiness is eating me out and i dont know how much i can take. im not as strong as i look like. please just let me die so this shit can be over
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frownyalfred · 7 months
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I've been laughing so hard at the asks you've been getting today and just had to rush to make this
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oh my FUCKING GOD
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teddybearsims · 18 days
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you really can't write another song about your broken heart x
[Machines hum and rattle around Jude in agonizing dissonance, like nails on a chalkboard. He just needed to get out a little, cleaning up his apartment had left a sour taste in his mouth.] [The little things he finds have memories swarming the forefront of his mind, like spare arcade tokens, stowed away in his desk drawers.] Stevie: C'mon, one more round? I'll let you win! [An old pair of drum sticks, worn out after years of use. A little 'S' carved crudely on one of them.] Jude: You gotta pick up the sticks first. [Her laughter echoes in the small space. Jude would’ve done anything to make her laugh.] Stevie: Shut up, you dork! I know that. [Crumpled concert tickets, the ink of them wearing away over time.] Stevie: We should've gotten high before we left. Jude: I'll buy us drinks. Stevie: It's a fucking Oasis cover band. I'll need something stronger. [Journal Entry: Jude is attempting to write another song, the lyrics are from the song Look What You’ve Done by Jet. Half of the second verse is scratched out, with the words "FUCK THIS" written next to it. For story purposes, he’s writing these as his own lyrics. ]
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monstersandmaw · 9 months
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Heads up (read tags too) on what’s been going on.
Just a little heads up that my dad is dying and he’s probably going to go in the next week. It could be longer, but I went to see him today and he looked like a cadaver, barely clinging to life. This was probably the last time I’ll see him.
It’s been a harrowing few months for him, for my mum, and for me, and I want to thank those of you who knew and have been enormously kind. Our lives have been completely on hold while he’s been slipping away, and it’s clear that he’s not long for this world.
He smiled and knew who I was when I held his hands today, but he couldn’t speak and he couldn’t even turn his head or hold it in place or lift it from the pillow. He couldn’t drink and he’s so thin that they’ve stopped weighing him because he’s too ill for them to worry about that now. He honestly looked like a corpse in the bed already.
I just wanted to post this so anyone wondering where I’ve been and why I’ve not felt like doing much in the creative line of things for months can now hopefully just understand.
Thanks again for your kind thoughts and messages over the past few months. Please don’t feel like you need to add anything or reach out because of this, but I just wanted folks to know why I’ve been so reclusive and empty for the better part of this year so far.
Take care of yourselves, and let your loved ones know you love them, every chance you get.
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