#tw loss of a loved one

[the-sappho-of-lesbos]

Source- Long Time Passing: Lives of Older Lesbians , edited by March Adelman PH.D

#tw cancer #tw death #tw loss of a loved one #lesbian history #lesbian writings #lesbian love #lgbt history #gay community #lgbt community #lgbt #quote #photo #image #lesbian #personal

[vldsideblog]

Constantly thinking about young Keith who thought his dad was coming home. Who probably doesn’t remember him much because he was so young. Who didn’t have anyone to truly rely for years afterwards. Who acted out in anger cause that’s all he had left.

#tw death mention #tw loss of a loved one #just thinking about him #vld #voltron #voltron legendary defender #keith kogane #keith voltron #broganes #Keith’s dad #texas kogane #angst

[kimetsu-chan]

fic request for the aftermath of the war (Milo death au:3), like how is everyone adjusting to Milo being gone along with so many others? (you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to:3)

~Character’s Reactions to Milo’s Death~

A/N: yall, I think my wife wants to kill me ;-;

The only ocs that will be featured in this are Yuna, Zeno, Michio, and ofc, Milo, but she ded-

this was written as headcanons bc Larz said that was okay :3

TWs ⚠️: death(obvi), grief, loss of loved one, crying, it’s just sad bro ;-;

First and foremost, Michio would undoubtedly be the one hurting the most.

That was his sister, the person closest to him for his entire life, even if he hadn’t seen her for half of it.

The news of her death was hard on him, and not seeing her smile every day was even harder.

He missed his sister so badly, he had only just gotten her back and she had been ripped away from her all too soon.

It wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair at all.

He didn’t want to give Milo that bow only for it to be handed back to him, years later.

Of course, Michio’s best friend was there for him during this time.

And although he was hurting too, Zeno would always put priority on Michio.

He was absolutely astonished he was offered to keep something of hers, he would have assumed others would get top priority.

And that is why he declined anything of hers.

Yes, he wanted something to remember her by, but he didn’t want to rob those precious items from people who were closer to her.

So he settled on perfecting his painting skills and painting portrait after portrait of her to preserve her memory.

Milo was such an overwhelmingly loved person, and her death brought a noticeable drop in a lot of people’s moods.

Especially Yuna’s

She tried so hard to keep her usual smile on, since she knew it would have been what Milo wanted

But it was hard

She found herself talking less and keeping to herself more.

She saw Milo as a close friend, someone to look up to, a daughter.

She had the honors of keeping Milo’s sword, what was preserved of it anyways.

The odd, purple sword and sheathe was the heirloom of the Tomioka family for years and years to come.

Tanjiro would often stare at it, hung on the wall, whenever he and his sister would come to visit his late girlfriend’s found parents.

It made him sad, she was too young.

He also couldn’t help but feel self-pity

He had lost a lot of people, why did he have to loose her too?

They had just finally realized their feelings for each other, and it was all gone now, never to be seen again.

He was permitted to keep the haori Milo always wore

When it was presented to him, he couldn’t help but cry

He missed her

He missed her so bad, how was he supposed to live the rest of his life without her?

Milo’s death brought devastation and sadness

But thanks to many people, her memory was kept safely protected through stories, art, and fond memories.

A/N: my eyeballs started leaking when I wrote this ;-;

#demon slayer #oc #hehehe #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny oc #kny ocs #kny oc x canon #kimetsu no yaiba oc #demon slayer oc #milo suzuki #tanjiro kimetsu no yaiba #tanjiro kamado #demon slayer tanjiro #kny tanjirou #kamado tanjiro #yuna handa #michio suzuki #tw death #tw character death #tw loss of a loved one #tw loss #tw crying

[gl4ssfan]

Hey, guys. This is going to be a sad post. Trigger warning for death of a loved one. Please be mindful.

Roughly 30 minutes ago, my father came into my room to tell me that he got an email from my school saying that one of my good friends died yesterday night.

The school emailed him because he teaches there, and she was one of his students. I might be one of the first of her friends to know. Because of this heart-shattering news, I may not be very easy to get ahold of in the coming days. I don't know how long it will be before it's back to my regular stuff, but I will need time to grieve. Thank you all for understanding. Have a good night.

We love you, Wren. Whatever you're up to now, wherever you are, I hope you're having a good time. I will never forget you.

#tw loss of a loved one #tw death #tw loss #sad post #this is about an irl friend #not anyone here

[the-feral-gremlin]

Tw for grief/loss

“You know, they say death is final but it isn’t. For the people left behind, the pain feels like it never ends.”

#that line gutted me a little more than I thought it would #but that’s what I get for watching it barely a month after my grandpa passes #mel monroe #virgin river #tw grief/loss #tw grief #tw loss #tw loss of a loved one #i’m rambling

[patelpilled]

If I have to suffer through Matthew angst so do you.

#Scott pilgrim #Matthew Patel #angst #tw loss of a loved one #TW bullying #TW abuse #angst headcanons #angst writing

[chloroformcurry]

More of Dulce

(I drew this on new years… what’s been up with me lately)

#tw parent death #tw parental loss #tw loss #tw death of a parent #tw loss of a loved one #tw alcohol #tw childhood trauma #art #digital art #character design #oc #original character #my oc #tw grief #grief art #trauma art #oc trauma #carboncopycomic

[holyshittywritings]

Legs getting heavier each second

Each step as I walk

Towards the open door of your room

At the end of a long corridor

No lights are switched on, of course

Its night, so the moonlight does enter

Strongly through your windows

Not for anything to be clearly visible

Only outlines of black and silver

Inside which, I can sense

Your messy desk and messy bed

It all truly looks like a room

Lost in history, lost in time

Not where I had seen you just two days ago

So I can't switch the light on

Even if I don't need to find the switch, I know

The harsh glow will say someone stays here

When this greyness spoke the truth

No one is ever going to live here again

You are not gonna come back from the dead.

#my poem #original content #original writing #poetry #writing #original poetry #spilled poem #spilled ink #words #my poems #original poem #poems #grief #spilled poetry #loss #my words #sadness #tw loss of a loved one #tw death #tw grief

[cherubispunk]

A reminder to those of you who are in a dark place; I’m begging you, if you do anything, it’s talk to someone. Anyone who can listen. There will always be someone. And if there isn’t then I’m here.

I promise, no matter how dark it is, there will always be a light at the end of that tunnel.

More under the cut and a TW grief, loss of a friend

I lost a friend today who’s future was so bright, and she was so wonderful and loving. I wish I’d have told her how much I love her and what she meant to me.

So if you take anything from today, let it be this;

Please tell people what’s on your mind when they ask how you are, because your worry is worth sharing. It is significant. And it always will be. You are so loved. You always will be.

To those of you grieving, I’m just starting to. But you just have to take each day as it comes. One thing at a time. And keep that loved one close. They are safe. And they love you.

#tw death #tw su1cide #tw loss of a loved one #love from lu

[trashyswitch]

Late Night Thoughts

I can make Sheldon Cooper lose his mind in 10 words or less; It is scientifically impossible to kill every germ.

And now for a mind-numbing, deep thought that I'm struggling to wrap my head around. TW: Talks of dimentia/Alzheimers, talks of a loss of memory and loss of ones self.

A person's life is made up of memories, right? And it's through those memories that a person grows psychologically, mentally, and emotionally. We talk about our regrets because they stick with us as painful memories. Usually, we'd rather avoid such memories because they are uncomfortable to replay in our minds. And yet, we feel a small sense of pride for learning from those regrets...because our thoughts on the memory changed, we had grown further as a person. Without that specific experience, we would not have emotionally and psychologically matured. With this in mind...A reminder that a person with dementia/alzheimers is slowly losing their memories. They're losing the one thing in their life that formed them as an individual human. That is likely why a dementia patient's personality changes so drastically. For example: My grandma has the early signs of dementia. Back in her late 20's to early 50's, she had been a perfectionate, stubborn woman. But seeing how her actions affected the others around her, she spent the next few decades actively trying to improve herself to be more loving, generous, caring and supportive. But because of the dementia, her younger personality is slowly leaving her mind and coming out in her words and actions. She is losing those memories...and she is losing those years of practice she remembered developing in order to improve herself. Without those memories of practicing, she forgets those coping mechanisms and returns to the person she originally was. This also may explain why moderately progressed dimentia patients regress to a younger version of themself...Because those memories they formed later on in life, are nearly non-existant by that point. All they really remember was their younger years. And depending on the day and their mind's progression, their body may regress to their older adult self, their younger adult self, and eventually their childhood. It's an absolutely terrifying disease that is incredibly hard to treat...cause once those memories are gone, there is no getting them back. Sorry if I terrified you, or made you sad while reading this...It's just thoughts I had going through my head at 3:27am.

#tw dementia #tw alzheimers #tw loss of a loved one #scary thoughts #deep sad thoughts #i'm so sorry

[phantaloon]

nothing ever really prepares you for the first time you lose a loved one, or how long it really takes for you to cope with that loss, for you to grieve

i lost my grandpa almost 8 months ago, i don't think i've ever cried that much in my life, even if for years we've known how much his health was deteriorating

i can't explain the relief of wow, he's finally at peace, he's not suffering anymore, he enjoyed life until the last minute, paralleled next to my own pain, at knowing that this was it, i would never see him again

but i like to think i've moved on from that loss

yet from time to time, it's the small things, it's a song, it's hearing the name of the infection that caused his death, it's a phrase, it's literally reading about a random medical term that describes what he had

and just like that i'm moved to tears all over again

they never tell you that you don't ever really move on from loss

#was literally just reading about dysphagia and that reminded me of him #cue me sobbing in my room while studying lol #loss #gonna add the warning just in case #cw grief #tw loss of a loved one #tw grief

[kitashousewife]

grief is a weird thing and it really never goes away

#tw death #tw loss of a loved one #2 years ago today i saw my grandpa for the last time #and i had 0 idea #i wish i could go back and time #but i can’t #so today (it’s 1am) #i’ll be sitting with a lot of grief and guilt

[kimetsu-chan]

~”Why her?!”~

TWS ⚠️ mentions of blood and death ⚠️ please, please do not read if you are sensitive to these topics.

This was written in 3rd person.

Milo’s hands hurt.

Her fingers were bleeding.

Tears fell from her eyes, making it hard to see what she was doing.

Tanjiro watched with worry from the doorway as Milo relentlessly stitched the haori in her hands. He wanted to tell her stop, to give her hands a rest for she had been at this for hours but he knew she wouldn’t listen.

~3 Hours Earlier~

Milo was waiting in anticipation, excitement was coursing through her veins as she awaited for them to return. Milo remembered what Tanjiro told her clearly.

“Miss Yuna and I are going to head out to track down a demon, okay? If we can’t find it in three days, we’ll come back”

Milo subconsciously touched the spot on her head where he had kissed before leaving.

Today was the day they were coming back and Milo was so excited to show them how far she had progressed. She waited with a large smile while sitting atop a large bolder. She was humming a random tune when she saw Tanjiro’s crow flying overhead. That meant they were close! She leapt off the boulder and ran towards where Tanjiro and Yuna promised to meet up at.

She saw a black and green checkered haori in the distance and raised her hand high in the air to wave at the approaching person. Person? Wasn’t Yuna with Tanjiro? Maybe she went to the butterfly mansion to patch up some wounds? Milo brushed away any worried thoughts as she ran up to Tanjiro. Milo quickly noticed the way he was looking down at the ground.

That was odd….

“Tanji…? You okay…?”

Tanjiro sighed and looked up at her with a heartbroken expression. He was starting make her worried. She hesitated for a moment but decided to take a step forward. She finally noticed a few wounds grazing his body.

“Tanjiro! You’re hurt—!”

Tanjiro frowned as tears welled up in his eyes. He gently grabbed her wrist as she reached out to him

“Tanjiro? What wro—“

She stopped as soon as he started crying. He let go of her wrist and slowly reached into his haori’s sleeve.

Milo could practically hear her heartbeat in her ears and that only quickened when she saw a glimpse of lavender. The same shade of lavender that made up Yuna’s haori. But that was just a coincidence, right? Right….?

Wrong.

Milo felt her heart drop as Tanjiro pulled out Yuna’s haori. She felt like she wanted to throw up. That she wanted to scream, to cry, to be comforted.

Because the haori was covered in blood. And Milo had the sinking feeling it wasn’t a demons.

Milo covered her mouth with her hands with a loud gasp and fell to her knees. She let out many choked gasps as the hysteria began to set in. Her breathing picked up rapidly as tears streamed down her face with no end. Tanjiro immediately crouched down and held out the bundled up and stained haori and his own voice was starting to betray him.

“Milo I-I’m so sorry. She wanted you to ha-have this…. To remember her by…”

Milo felt so guilty. Even in her last moments Yuna— no, mother was thinking about her. A child who wasn’t even blood related, a child she cherished so dearly.

Milo reached out to take the haori with shaky hands as Tanjiro continued to speak.

“There are a fe-few rips but we can get it repaired”

Milo was treating the damaged and dirty haori with the utmost care. She froze slightly when she felt something hard and cold in the folds of the lavender material. She shakily lifted the fabric to reveal a shiny copper hand guard. Milo couldn’t help the silent sobs that left her shaking body as he held the two items close to her chest. Tanjiro crawled towards her and wrapped his arms around her, offering Milo a shoulder to cry on. She immediately accepted this offer and buried her face into his shoulder. Tanjiro was rubbing her back whilst stifling his own cries when her devastated voice reached his ears.

“Why… why did this have to happen?! It’s not fair!”

Milo’s wails continued as she clutched Tanjiro’s uniform shirt.

“Why her?! Why did it have to be her? Why did it have to be one of the only people who cared for me?!”

No more words left Milo’s mouth as she let out a devastated cry. Tanjiro lifted her off the ground and led her to the butterfly mansion. People looked at her with pity for they knew the price of becoming a demon slayer.

No one truly knew how important Yuna was to Milo…

But one could assume that Milo thought extremely highly of Yuna by the way a small chunk of the copper hand guard was fastened into a necklace and the lavender haori was transformed into a gorgeous kimono once restored.

~La Fin~

THAT MADE ME TEAR UP. MY BABIES.

Once again I think I ended this poorly 😭

Why did I decide to kill Yuna off again?! 😭

I need to make a Yuna Lives!AU.

(I forgot I promised to tag @larz-barz once this was finished—)

#🍁 #tw blood #tw death #tw grief #tw death mention #tw loss of a loved one #oc #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #THIS MADE ME TEAR UP NGL—

[louisfruit]

I've become kinda inactive with playing obey me nightbringer and now that my best friend is dead by suicide I don't know if I can ever get back into it. The depictions of the brothers mourning their dead sibling might be too much for me. Which sucks because obey me has always been one of my comfort medias. Like I'd usually play it whenever my mental health was bad but now I don't know if I can.

On the other hand maybe a media where when good people die they go to heaven could be comforting. I'm agnostic but now I want to believe that's how it works

#obey me #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me one master to rule them all #obey me nb #obey me nightbringer #tw death #tw death mention #mourning #escapism #tw sui implied #tw sui vent #tw vent #tw loss of a loved one #swd obey me #obey me swd #om swd #swd om #om nb #Lou talks

[the-feral-gremlin]

My grandpa died a couple months ago and This morning I finally opened Facebook after months and one of them said: “it’s [insert name here]’s birthday today. Wish him happy birthday!”

Yeah. Unless Facebook invented some sort of Time Machine or something, I don’t think I can do that and get a response from the guy.

#i’m rambling #tw loss of a loved one #tw grief #tw dark humor #(kind of???)

[bluebox-writes]

Excerpt • Sacraments of Love and Death • Story • To read more, check out - wordsofhafipiro.wordpress.com

#blue box #writing #original content #original post #original writing #story #original excerpts #excerpts #spilled ink #words #love and death #loss #love #song #grief #tw loss of a loved one #tw grief #tw death