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kys0g0i · 10 months
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i know i might be a bit early to the year mark of technoblade’s ‘so long nerds’ video, but i really wanted to write this post now.
I never knew him personally of course, and I wasn’t watching his videos nearly as long as some people in the community had. i had heard about him, but didn’t really consistently watch him until around the end of 2021.
I can remember when his cancer diagnosis came out. I remember thinking to myself that he’ll be fine. I didn’t think much about it at all, really. I didn’t consider the possibility that anything other then him living would happen.
I remember being excited to see him in content. I remember being bummed at not being able to see his final dsmp lore stream, but thinking I could catch his next one. I remember watching his vr minecraft video. I didn’t think that that would be the last video we’d ever see of him while he was still alive.
I know I didn’t know him as long, but i really do miss the guy. he helped. so many people. i hope he knows that. i hope he knows we miss him
i am so so thankful for the time he did have, even if he should have gotten more. Rest easy king
Technoblade never dies 🩷
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r0b0-writes · 2 months
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My kitty, Fancy, passed last night. Most likely to complications with IBD and/or intestinal cancer. She had been on medication for months, had seemingly gotten better before taking a drastic turn four days ago. She was 9 years old, about to turn 10. She was the prettiest cat you would have ever seen and doubly affectionate. All she ever wanted was love and kisses. She passed while being pet by myself and my mother, in my bed, surrounded by affection and love.
When I was going through PTSD-induced nightmares, she began sleeping in my bed, of her own accord. She helped me through the roughest nights of my life.
I don't have many human friends. I've always felt like my pets were closer to me. She was my closest, best friend and she made it easier to wake up and face the day, knowing she’d be waiting for me when I got home.
Last night was the first time I've slept without her in my room. And I couldn't sleep until 6am, only to wake up around 8:30am.
I miss her terribly and want nothing more than to hold her close forever and promise her that my love would've kept her alive for many more years.
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opossum-dyke · 1 year
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Slowly working on growing out my hair out so I can have it down-long, or up-in a "man bun", so I can "pass" in whatever way is safest for me in any situation.
It's strange and fucked up I even have to think about it like this, but fuck anyone who judges what I do for my safety.
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antvnger · 1 year
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I get that. Personally, I like the idea of making art from the dead way more than putting them 6 feet under in an expensive box that might be dug up and jostled around if the land gets bought up sometime in the future. The funeral business is an expensive one, and it's only getting more expensive as time goes on. My siblings and I have all decided that if I die first they'll get most of my body turned into red gems, and my skull will be cleaned up and preserved. The gems will go in my eye sockets and I'll be placed on my sister's fireplace with a sign that reads "I regret nothing". My brother wants to be turned into a firework and launched into the air at a party. My sister wants a false funeral, where we dress her like a clown, hire a clown car, and Rick roll everyone in attendance. We all want people to have fun when we pass, not be sad
That. Is. Awesome.
Dude, your brain.
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howlsnteeth · 21 days
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24/05/2022
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Thinking about this for ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and
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yangjeongin · 8 months
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HYUNJIN | 230908 (for @jinniebit )
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even-disco-baby · 1 year
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THOUGHT GAINED: INFERNAL ENGINES
PROBLEM
The world is ending. You know it, your neighbor knows it, the dealer knows it, the jailer knows it, the king and all his men know it. All one has to do is look around to see it— the future is curdling into something pale and incorporeal. The infernal machine that is this stupid world is going to blow, sooner rather than later. So what are you doing? Why are you still here? Why is anyone still here?
SOLUTION
You are doing the only thing worth doing. You are living. *Why,* you ask? Try and remember now. Remember your mother’s hand on your shoulder. Remember the taste of a fresh catch. Remember the times when you were kind to the dogs in the valley and they did not bare their teeth. Remember the weight of a child on your shoulders. Remember the stars throwing their light against the wall of sodium and smog. Remember singing until your throat was raw. Remember crying just as loudly and publicly, and the gentleness with which someone opened your curled fist and pressed a handkerchief into your palm. Crying, laughing, running, eating, screaming, haunting, loving, fighting, fighting, fighting. The fight fuels you, and you fuel the fight. You run yourself ragged just for a chance to keep running. You never stop. You cannot stop. The world depends on it. *You* are the infernal engine. You are the world. And, simply put: you want to live.
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uncanny-tranny · 2 months
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I think respecting trans people comes with a territory of like... just because many people will pass as cis doesn't mean that it's a great idea to use their passing as a way of legitimizing how absurd transphobia is
Transphobia isn't absurd because I "look like a [cis] man," it's because transphobia is fucking ridiculous. It would be ridiculous whether or not I passed or whether I look like a "conventional man." I use myself as an example, but ultimately, passing or appearing normative should never play into whether or not transphobia is bad.
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cherrirui-official · 1 month
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@ohposhers I blame you for this
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J*hn D*ry do NOT interact 😤✋
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apparently-artless · 1 month
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•❃° SOUSOU NO FRIEREN ❀ FRIEREN & HIMMEL °❃•
Anime: Sousou no Frieren Characters: Frieren & Himmel Song Lyrics: Visiting Hours by Ed Sheeran
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thewhumpcaretaker · 1 month
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🤍 Shock in Whump 🤍
The cause leading up to the shock - blood loss, panic attack, a sudden traumatic event.
The intensified feeling of softness. Everything feels soft, even metal. It's like being on a cloud.
Uncontrollable shaking.
Hyperventilation.
So cold. Everything is so cold.
Whumpee looks frighteningly pale.
Caretaker feeling the dangerous speed of whumpee's pulse.
Caretaker keeping whumpee warm with body heat.
Caretaker covering whumpee's eyes to block out light because overstimulation can make it worse.
Whumpee passing out from shock.
That sickly sweet, heady, half-numb feeling that's almost pleasant yet so unpleasant and settles deep in the bones.
A deep, extreme longing to be held and comforted.
Laughing in a strange, airy voice as everything goes distant.
Also, while writing this post, I learned that there are multiple types of shock, including distributive, hypovolemic, cardiogenic, and obstructive shock, according to the NIH. Hypovolemic is what I was picturing, but they're all full of potential.
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egg-on-a-legg · 11 months
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finally after 9 weeks of on and off work. hate monologue animatic. collapses
heres some of my concept sketches for this version of am!
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untoldstar · 1 year
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yandere boss when you find another job
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warning: fem reader, yandere themes, obsessive behavior, abuse of power
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At first, he notices a change in your demeanor, you do as you're told but you don't engage with him as much as you used to, the conversations you two had felt quite..personal to him, you two would talk in his office where no one would overhear or interfere, you even had inside jokes that only you two would understand, it felt special to him, so when conversations with you wouldn't go past five sentences alarms started going off in his head, did he say something to upset you? has one of your co-workers been bothering you? just tell him he can take care of it in the blink of an eye! it's not like it would be the first time he's done that for you. Perhaps your workload has been too exhausting? he'll happily give you a vacation if it means you'll treat him how you used to
This man reflects for a whole day to make he didn't upset you in any way, he gives you simple errands and prolongs your breaks but that only seems to spark even more of an unpleasant emotion in you, he replays all the security cameras in the office to see if someone has been harassing you which doesn't turn out to be the case but it does lead him to notice you being on the phone more often than usual and his mind immediately goes south, has she gotten a boyfriend? when? how have I not noticed this..
He backtracks all your calls to find out who you've been talking with so he can deal with them properly but he finds that most of your calls have been with another company..what would you need from another company? a job application? you were planning on leaving him?!
He becomes so paranoid, he goes to every length possible, he makes everyone in the office guilt trip you into staying with comments on how work would suck if you weren't there, how they would have a crisis every week if you weren't there to handle it quickly and swiftly every time, just what would they do without you?
He almost goes as far as giving you a bad reputation in the company you were planning on applying to when it finally happened..
You walking into his office with the most serious face you've had since he hired you, he listens to you utter the words "I'm resigning" from your beautiful soft lips and the rest is turning into muffled mumbles in his brain because the only thing he's thinking of is locking you both in his office forever where he can keep his eye on you, where you can't run away from him.
You finish the speech you so clearly prepared and exhaled while looking at him expectantly, guilt written all over your face, he doesn't say anything for a few seconds, the silence filling up his spacious office until it's broken with a deep chuckle, your shoulders slump down, that definitely wasn't the reaction you were expecting, he rises from his chair and starts to make his way around the desk to where your standing, the sound of his hitting the floor with every step only makes you more nervous "what could you possibly want from another company love? everything you need is right here!" you shift your weight to step back "I..well I already told you why-" he steps closer invading your space "ah yes you mentioned it but that's simply not good enough, see, all the reasons you've mentioned I can take care of I still fail to see why you would go searching for that somewhere else, could it be me you're escaping?" you're eyes blow wide "no! of course not..look, sir, I'm sorry but even though I know you're fully capable of providing me with what I'm searching for but I've already decided..working with you has been-" you jolt as he slams his hand on the desk trapping you against it, his head hangs low for a second before he lifts it and your heart skips a beat at the look in his eyes, you've never seen him look at you that way the entire time you've worked here " ah..your behavior over the past two weeks makes sense now, you were too guilty to act the way you usually do because you knew it was special too! and you just couldn't bring yourself to do that when you were planning on leaving..oh you sweet little thing, it must have been so hard to act so cold towards someone so special to you but alas, your efforts are in vain because you're not going anywhere my love.."
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itsdefinitely · 4 months
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Corinthians 13:4-7
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shih-coulda-had-it · 2 months
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and how extensive was this practice
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