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  • swxppedshitposts
    13.05.2021 - 8 minutes ago

    Archie: Sooo, you know how you didn’t pay child support for the first 14 years of my life?

    Alex: ...Because I literally had no idea you existed and you were in a completely different dimension of which I physically had no access to, but yes, go on.

    Archie: I’m thinking you can pay me back for all that with one singular purchase!

    Alex: I’m not buying you a puppy, Archie.


    Alex: I don’t want a puppy, I want a giant isopod!

    Archie: :( Please? Just one puppy!!

    Alex: No, I said I’d never have a dog again.

    Archie: Why? What happened to the last one?

    Alex: ...........Uh.

    Archie: Ohmygod - you didn’t eat it, did you?!

    Alex: NO, Archimedes!! It died and I don’t want another dog.

    Archie: ...What if we enchanted a dog that never dies?

    Alex: Oh, you’re asking me to commit a miracle now???

    Archie: Hey, I don’t know!!!! I thought faeries were supposed to do that sort of thing!!!!

    Alex: Archimedes, I’m an unseelie changeling, the best I can do with my magic is give your puppy parvovirus and two weeks left to live, is that what you want????

    Archie: NO?!?!?!??!!

    Caroline: (enters with puppy) Hey, Archie, I got that puppy you told me your Dad asked for!

    Alex: .........................You little shit.

    Archie: :’) Oh yeah, the puppy you wanted! *takes puppy from Caroline* Here you go Dad...! *holds on to puppy* Here’s the puppy you definitely asked me to ask Caroline to get you! *still holding on to puppy* ............. *still holding on to puppy*

    Alex: ...Well?

    Archie: :’)  .......... *still holding on to puppy* 

    Alex: ...Great.

    Archie: CAN I KEEP HIM??? PLEASE???

    Caroline: :o I thought it was a bit odd that Alex would ask for a dog! He hates dogs!

    Alex: I don’t hate dogs, Caroline, I brought home a lost puppy when I was a child and my father stomped it to death in front of me.

    Caroline: JESUS CHRIST, ALEXSANDER?????????????????

    Archie: THAT’S HORRIBLE?!!?!?!?!??!

    Alex: Is it? I still have its skull. *reaches into pocket and pours many broken pieces of bone and dust onto the table*

    Caroline: STOOOOOPP, OH MY GOD, PUT IT BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Alex: Nice puppy -- *reaches to pet the puppy*

    Archie: O_O *hiding the puppy protectively underneath his jacket* HELL no...!

    Alex: ...Caroline, you have a puppy now.

    Archie: NooOOooo - pleaseeee, let me keep him!!!

    Caroline: :) It’s okay, Archie! You can visit him all the time!! *takes back the puppy and scratches behind its ears* I’m gonna call him Baxter!!!!

    Archie: *being dragged away by Alex holding on to his ankles while he’s kicking and screaming* NOOOOOO, GIVE ME BACK MY DOG, THAT’S MY DOG, MY BABYYYYYYYYYYY---------

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  • indecisiveaesthetic
    13.05.2021 - 14 minutes ago

    Ghostinnit but his personality is like Tommy from his "comfort streamer" bit during Philza's stream

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  • miasma-of-fear
    13.05.2021 - 17 minutes ago

    [ My grandmother passed away today, and while it wasn't unexpected it's still worsened my already struggling mental health. I'm going to take a few days to work on personal projects and try to calm myself some. ]

    #Whispers from the corn : OOC #death tw
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  • unstoryteller
    13.05.2021 - 18 minutes ago

    CLOSED starter for @ascven

    It wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before. His friends. Memories burnt into his subconsciousness like pixels to a tv screen. Red. Permanent. Always somehow resurfacing from the shallow graves he buried them under. As they should, too, because Newt needed to remember them. It was selfish not to remember them. It was his burden to remember them. To keep them alive and at home in a body that still walked the earth. It was how it made it okay that he had was here and they weren’t. Except, he didn’t remember them all. And it wasn’t okay. And he didn’t deserve sleep, because they were his friends and he didn’t even remember them all. He didn’t. The ghosts that walked his dreams were just the tip of the ice berg. Maybe he deserved to see nothing but macabre behind closed eyelids.

    Morbid thoughts are sliced by god rays seeping through the cracks of a wooden ceiling. Moonlight, reminding Newt that it was too late in the night to be aware of his own existence. Reminding him of Minho, too. Probably fast asleep in his cabin somewhere. Or maybe not, too. He slept so much during the day, could he possibly sleep at night, too? Or was he catching up on sleep during hours of safety because he couldn’t sleep under eigengrau, like Newt? Body tosses, turns, clutches at empty blankets. Chest housing every horror of his sleeping hours, and collapsing beneath the pressure. He wanted Minho more than he wanted anything in the fucking world.

    Could he have him? Could he be unfair for once? Selfish, for once? In the blanket of the moonlight, who would see? It was trees falling in the woods. He had already become a bad person tonight. Feet are placed against floor, sticking to the crumbs of sand that reside there. Fists wipe at eyes, cheeks, hair. It’s fruitless, but he tried. He at least tried. He was important, too.

    Footsteps in the sand paint a perfect line from his bed to Minho’s. Newt doesn’t knock, he walks in like he’s allowed to be there, because he was, right? And then he stands there, because he hadn’t planned to allow himself to get this far. Tear-stained, messy, small, incredibly unimportant looking.  “. . . Minho. . .?”

    #death tw#ascven #▓▒░ ○° scream it to the nothingness°○ (paradise) #<;[
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  • zoinkshaggy
    13.05.2021 - 23 minutes ago
    I always feel like somebody’s watching me And I have no privacy I always feel like somebody’s watching me Who’s playing tricks on me? Who’s watching?

    “Remus, I have news.”

    It had been over a year now.

    For awhile, the harassment had stopped, halted as suddenly as it had started. No new text messages, voicemail silent all but the sound of breathing on the other end, the feeling of being followed. Maybe Remus had been stupid or naïve, or just plain hopeful, to believe it was over with no real resolution, but he did. He’d put it behind him, almost forgotten about it. Until mother’s day.

    After making sure Velma’s bouquet, card and chocolates shipped safely, he’d left his apartment for groceries. In the half an hour he’d been gone, he returned to find a small gift box sitting in the middle of the floor, door still locked, windows shut. Inside, there was only an old photograph of him, and a note with the words ‘to the boy that made this day something to celebrate, love you always, your real mommy’ scribbled in red ink.

    The first thing he’d done, after changing the locks, was call his grandfather.

    As an ex-officer with connections, he assumed he would be able to give him some sort of contact information, so he could go to the local police to file a restraining order... or something. He didn’t want to alarm anyone, so he used the excuse of wanting to catch up with his birth mother to make sure Colton didn’t breathe a word to his parents. 

    “It may not be the news you want to hear,” Pops said after a short pause, “and I’m sorry it took me so long. Maria Perez was not an easy person to track down. You have to remember, this isn’t something entirely legal, I’m doing, either.”

    “Oh, it’s no rush,” he assured the man, though he had to admit it felt like one. He hadn’t been able to sleep since Sunday, wondering how someone had gotten in and out of his apartment, and known that he wasn’t there at that. “I won’t tell anyone, I promise.”

    “For around five years after you were in the system, I couldn’t pinpoint anything. I assume she was using fake IDs to avoid the legal trouble she was in, but she was doing a damn good job of hiding out. I found warrants, but no arrest records. She just went off the grid. Vanished.”

    He stopped talking for a moment, and Remus heard him flipping pages. He must’ve gotten deep into the research --- it was one reason he’d reached out to his grandfather, he knew that he enjoyed playing detective still. Of course, his dad would too, but that was a little too close to home. The last thing he wanted was his parents thinking he was in trouble, but next to that, he didn’t want them thinking he cared to reach out to his previous family. He had no real plans to reconcile. He just wanted the eeriness to stop.

    “The next thing I found tied to her real identity was divorce records. She left your father and checked herself into rehab. Unfortunately, just a year later, it looks like she fell back into old habits. I found a few arrest records from a few different towns. She must’ve been living her life on the run for awhile.”

    Another flip of a page, and Remus hummed in answer, just so he’d know he was still on the phone. He didn’t really care, frankly, what the woman had done with her life. He just wanted to know where she was now, so he could finally do something to put an end to the stalkerish feeling that had been haunting him on and off since last year.

    “Her trail went cold again for a little while, and then... well, this is news that I... I really hate to break to you, Remus,” Colton hesitated, speaking only a moment later words that chilled Remus to the bone.

    “Your birth mother was murdered seven years ago.”

    #and i oop #tw drugs#tw death#tw murder#tw stalking #?? #next gen. #next gen: remus rogers. #next gen paras.
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  • flamingredanon
    13.05.2021 - 24 minutes ago
    #lizzyasks#coppermin#oh boy #fun for the whole toppat family execpt not at all #tw curses#tw death
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  • vhsthe1950s
    13.05.2021 - 24 minutes ago

    i decided to vent by drawing the nightmare i had last night.

    #Vent Post#Maxwell Patches#Patch's Dreams #Phineas and Ferb #perry the platypus #dwampyverse#Fanart#Drawing #tw death body #tw eye horror
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  • brxken-arrxw
    13.05.2021 - 27 minutes ago

    //This is mostly from Hanzo’s point of view. Has some triggers so I’m putting it under a Read More. It’s not terribly long. Doesn’t really have a working title, but it’s simply my take on what happened to Hanzo and Genji’s mother. 

    It was a relatively peaceful night. The stars and the moonlight penetrated through the windows, providing a soft night light throughout the room. All may have been calm and quiet, but Hanzo couldn’t seem to sleep well for some reason. He was in and out of his slumber for what seemed like a couple of hours. It was odd for a five year old to have trouble sleeping, but there was something about tonight that just wouldn’t allow him to drift off into his dreams. No matter how sleepy he was. 

    His brow furrowed as he heard the door open, hearing someone quietly entering. He wasn’t entirely sure who it was, at first, but the dim light in the background helped to reveal to him exactly who it was. 


    “Hanzo…” Himari quietly made her way to her son’s bedside with a sleeping Genji in her arms. She was still dressed in the clothing she wore throughout the day, which had Hanzo confused. “Come, we’re going to take a walk.”

    “But… it’s dark.” 

    “Sshhhh…” She cooed softly, balancing her youngest child in one arm while holding out the other for her oldest. “It’s going to be ok. We will be fine. Now, come. We must hurry.”

    Hanzo didn’t know why or what was happening, but he did as he was told. He clung to his mother as she lifted him from his bed. 

    With her two sons in her arms, she hurriedly made her way out of their home. Things were hazy for Hanzo. He was so sleepy. He rested his head upon his mother’s shoulder, but he was awake enough to tell that they were hurrying through the courtyard of the Shimada compound. In the back of his mind, he wondered where they were going. Why wasn’t father with them?

    It was when she came to an abrupt halt that he lifted his head. They were suddenly surrounded. 

    They were not the usual guards that stood by the gates. No… They were different, but he couldn’t see their faces. 

    Words were exchanged that Hanzo could barely understand. Some of which he could distinctly hear utter despair in his mother’s voice. 

    “Please!” She sobbed. “Do what you want with me, but, please! I beg of you! Leave my children be!”

    Hanzo could barely make it out, but one of the men made some kind of gesture. At that moment, he and Genji were ripped from Himari’s arms. 

    Both boys were crying. One for being awakened, the other frantically screaming and crying for his mother. He could see that she said something to him. Perhaps, it was “I love you” or “Look after your brother”. Maybe both? He wasn’t sure. All he knew was that he wanted his mother. 

    They rounded a corner. He wasn’t sure who had a hold of them, but he somehow managed to squirm, kick, and even bite his way out of their grasp. 

    Hanzo ran back around the corner. 

    But then…. 

    A sword was pulled. 

    Himari fell to her knees. 

    The child’s eyes were wide, fearful with tears as he made eye contact with her one last time…



    It was something that kept him awake on random nights where his mind just wanders. The archer sits within the darkness of his room. With his knees pulled up to his chest, he just seems to stare off into the dim light seeping through his windows by the moon. 

    He thought it was all a dream for the longest time. A horrible nightmare that was to plague him for years on end. He was even told that it was by her own hand. That she took her own life. 

    It wasn’t until he escaped from the clutches of the Shimada clan that he discovered that it was a lie. Bit by bit, the pieces came together. That horrible nightmare… That same one that ate away at his mind for so many years… That was no dream. 

    Hanzo had in fact watched his mother die. 

    He had her yellow ribbon clutched in his hands. It was one of the few things of hers that he had left. He was upset. Angry that he was lied to and that he never saw the truth more soon than he did. 

    She was trying to save them from the Shimada empire. And ultimately paid with her life for trying.

    But one thing that really kept him awake most nights.... 

    Who was the one who pulled that sword?

    -Zorra Lynn

    #drabble#death#death tw#headcanon #My headcanon for Hanzo #Zorra Lynn's drabble #trauma#trauma tw
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  • valnymph
    13.05.2021 - 28 minutes ago

    redeem the tainted

    #cookie run#angel cookie#pastry cookie #implied child death #tw blood#tw religion#tw horror #let me know if i should tag anything else!! #im off to disappear for a while again since busy and all #just want to make this really quickly!
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  • beforedawnads
    13.05.2021 - 31 minutes ago

    terror hanging heavy in the air like a smog so thick it chokes the life out of you, oppressive and unending and seeping into all facets of life. everyone has a story — a cousin, a neighbour, the in-laws, the friendly wix behind the counter — a story of someone who disappeared, who turned up dead, who was tortured, or who suddenly started acting off one day.

    no one can escape it. not even muggles. pilling on, one thing after the other, one loss after the other and it gets to the point where you wonder, come your turn will there be anyone left to dig you a shallow grave?

                         ITS ALWAYS DARKEST BEFOREDAWN

    is an appless and slight au marauders era rp. set both in hogwarts and hogsmeade with aged up characters, we aim to deal with the impact of voldermort’s reign of terror. set over a backdrop of political turmoil and the ever present dangers of the on going war; the result is a world where the only certain thing is that the sun will set each night and rise each morning without you knowing if you’ll live to see it all happen again.
    #marauders era rp #marauders rp#appless rp #harry potter rp #hp rp #death mention tw #death tw
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  • cyrenid
    13.05.2021 - 35 minutes ago


    #anyways i’ve been posting so much tonight to distract from the fact my grandparents are both dying :) #just got hit with. all of that emotion. all at once. #.txt #ask to tag #death tw
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  • hopes-peak-love-doctor
    13.05.2021 - 38 minutes ago

    oh my god... i just heard about the user komaeda5225. i'm still in such disbelief about this,, rest in peace ♡ i hope you're no longer in any pain.

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  • jojolovenotes
    13.05.2021 - 46 minutes ago
    #received transmission ✨ #👽 space dweller #💞 Polynon #suicide mention tw #death mention tw
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  • chaosworthy
    13.05.2021 - 47 minutes ago

    ➤ Panic & Comfort | Accepting

    ↳ @familylightfox​ said: “shh, you’re okay.”


         {➹} – IT HAD BEEN A RARE NIGHT. It was a label the hero wasn't all that happy to use but it didn't change the fact that any night he found himself truly drifting off was now an uncommon one, and one that his partner seemed all too willing to take advantage of. The last thing on the hero’s mind was to complain about this, of course, as he was all too willing to let the hybrid lead them both upstairs and to bed for the night, after their usual cup of tea that was.

         Arrow couldn’t pinpoint the exact moment he had fallen asleep, it had been rather quickly, but he could roughly tell when he had woken up; or when he thought he had. He could tell right away something was wrong even before he had forced his eyes open and had plainly ignored the little voice in his head telling him to do just the opposite. Only to regret his choice a mere second later.

         Because he had ‘woken up’ to a watery graveyard, not their bedroom.

         Images that had long since been burned into the hero’s brain were now staring him in the face all over again. The crumbled buildings, the filthy flooding waters...the unfortunate souls trapped in both; shouting, bawling...unable to be reached. The hopelessness that had tainted the air on the day in question was stifling. Was, even now, causing the hero’s chest to tighten with the weight of it all, for his mind to reel and body to shake hard enough that it sent him to his knees, into the shallow but muddied waters where Arrow stood. 

         The city was dead, and yet at the same time too loud. Every rush of water, every splash of debri, every unheard cry, it was threatening to split the hedgehog’s head in two. Just when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, that something was going to give, something new overtook the clamor. Something far softer, something that even in the thick of it made the hero feel...safe.

          A voice...

         Volt’s voice.

          Be it a blessing or curse, recognizing the one voice the hero had wanted to hear so desperately during that exact moment in time, upon coming into the city after its destruction, had shattered the unwanted surroundings. Had fractured them like a mirror, letting them and the nightmare fall away into the darkness. And this time when Arrow opened his eyes he was home, but it elicited a response that was the exact opposite of solace.

          In sheer panic, or perhaps sudden apprehension, the hero had gone from his side of the bed to the far wall in almost an instant, as far away from the hybrid as he could manage in their modest room. All because even in that bewildered state he was well aware what the turbulent, unhinged energy encompassing him, the instinctual shield, would do to his partner. 

         "D-don't..." A soft, feeble plea when he saw Volt attempt to move towards him, a palpable fear in wide, emerald hues as the hero seemed to be doing his best to merge into the wall behind him. "Stay away from me...”

    #// oh boy he needs a hug #let me set the scene | answered #we found love right where we are | volt and arrow #keep going strong | volt #familylightfox#tw: death
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  • ice-ice-monster
    13.05.2021 - 50 minutes ago

    Someone on twitter lied about them dying, then got upset people were mad about it.

    #tw death #tw death mention
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  • germanova
    13.05.2021 - 52 minutes ago

    Not to start drama or anything but i’m still upset about what that pu//ppy//stic//ker bitch said about my guinea pig in February or whenever that snow stuff happened

    #tw: cursing #ask to tag #delete later#like ok #saying someones guinea pig deserves to die is kinda mean. #and i think about it every night #tw: animal death mention #tw: animal death #sorry sorry sorry sorry i just had to get it out bc i was crying about cupcake last night and i need to say it so i can stop thinking about #it
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  • msdanvers
    13.05.2021 - 52 minutes ago

    you could have saved us.

    #supergirl#supergirledit#lena luthor#lenaluthoredit#tony stark#tonystarkedit#marveledit #avengers: age of ultron #avengers#dctvedit#dctv#tw death#myedits#myedits: supergirl#parallels#lena#tony#marvel#supergirl spoilers #corporate wants you to find the difference between these two scenes #also. i spend a lot of time complaining about supergirl lighting but WHAT was that avengers lighting ????? SO dark and everything was blue #:(
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  • tcthinecwnself
    13.05.2021 - 55 minutes ago
    @indomitablespirits​​ said: Sadie in a Nightmare Before Christmas veeerse? 👀

    Sadie would be a citizen of Halloween Town of course! I don’t think she’d be the Werewolf’s daughter, maybe like a niece or a pup they found. If we go with the headcanon that everyone in Halloween down is a departed soul, Sadie would be the soul of a girl after she was mauled in the woods by a wolf.

    She’d LOVE hanging out with Lock, Shock & Barrel (Benjamin too bc i love your boy, Faith). I think she lives on the outskirts of town, but she goes in everyday to be social. She’d love playing pranks and joking around. She keeps her humanoid form except on full moons & Halloween night.

    #indomitablespirits #Sadie | headcanons | #child death tw
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  • ahungerartist
    13.05.2021 - 56 minutes ago

    my only life goal is to be the first person who overdoses and dies from smoking too much weed

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  • ozrabbit
    13.05.2021 - 1 hour ago

    the doctors said my dad was gonna die soon and i just feel so nauseous all the time but there's nothing i can do to change anything :I

    #life is kind of awful recently #death tw #💗.txt
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