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#tw: death mention
ashturnedtomist · 10 months
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Every now and then, they are reminded of their partner’s mortality.
It’s usually something small, like a paper cut or a gray hair or another birthday passing.
Nothing to really think much about.
But every time, it reminds them that they have limited time with the person they love.
So Sam holds Darlin’ a little tighter.
Gavin kisses Freelancer a little harder.
And Avior lingers in bed with Starlight a little longer.
Human life is a fickle thing, and it’s over in an instant.
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vixen-academia · 18 days
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Today is the 60th anniversary of the Military Coup that occurred here in Brazil (with a little help from USA, may I remind you)
The military killed and tortured thousands of people. They killed mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, daughters, sons, friends… they tortured children. They faked suicides. They targeted trans people, specially trans woman. They massacred indigenous.
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Always good to remember the face of those who were assassinated by the dictatorship fighting for our freedom. Remember their names. Remember their faces. Don’t let their death be in vain.
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Telma Regina Cordeiro Correa: a geography student from my university. Now the academic directory (it’s like the college version of a student council in Brazil) of Geography has her name.
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Stuart and Zuzu Angel: Stuart was an activist fighting for the end of the dictatorship. He went missing and his mother. The stylist Zuzu Angel started to talk about the dictatorship with foreign media. She was killed by a car “accident”.
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Edson Luís: a highschooler killed by the militaries during a protest against the high prices of the school’s restaurant.
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Alfeu de Alcântara Monteiro: A military from the Aeronautical He was killed by their own colleagues for standing up for democracy, being considered the first victim of the dictatorship.
And there are many, MANY more. Some of them were actively fighting against the militaries (sometimes literally, with guns and etc). Others were just mistaken. Some were just “wrong place, wrong time” situations. Others helped someone who was fighting. But their lives ended unfairly. Some families couldn’t even bury their loved ones. And that’s why we need to remember.
“Ódio e nojo à Ditadura! Para que não se esqueça, para que nunca mais aconteça: DITADURA NUNCA MAIS!” (EN, loosely translated: Spite and pish towards dictatorship! So we never forget, so it never happens again: DICTATORSHIP NEVER MORE!)
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yourpostisonpinterest · 3 months
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@acybernetickiwi
i found your post on pinterest!
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harveywritings92 · 11 months
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[the 1-4-1 are setting up base in a deserted old quarry, it just so happens R/n’s former squad used to occupy it before 1-4-1 were given residency, she, Ghost and Price are setting up in the security room making sure the cameras are still working and nothings broke down when Price sees Gaz and Soap on one of monitors talking.]
Price: What are they doing then?
[R/n and Ghost look at the monitor and see what Price is on about? at first it didn’t seem out of the ordinary, they assumed Soap and Gaz were taking a break from sweeping through the dorms, until they realized the men weren’t talking to each other but someone else...]
R/n, gets on her radio: Gaz? Price wants to know what’s the situation in the Dorm building?
Gaz: Sorry Corporal, we were just chatting with your friend.
R/n: My friend?
Soap, hops on the radio: Yeah, Sergeant Carrie.
[Ghost and Price look at R/n baffled.]
R/n, looks ill: I-...Coul- Sergeant, sir, repeat that name!
Soap: She said her names Sergeant Anne Carrie, is there a problem?
R/n, getting more distraught: That’s not f-fucking funny... Did you two go through my files or something?!
Gaz: what do you mean?
[R/n wasn’t able to answer cos she having a panic attack, causing Price to take her away from the monitors; Soap and Gaz voiced their confusion when Ghost hops on the radio.]
Ghost: Soap, Gaz get back to the monitor room now!
Soap: what? what’s going on?
Ghost:...Sergeant Carrie doesn’t exist anymore, she died six months ago!
Soap, chuckles nervously: Are ya taking the piss wit’ us, LT?
Ghost: Soap, I am very serious right now, we’re watching you through the cameras there’s no one standing in front of you!
{Gaz and Soap look up to where ‘Carrie’ was supposedly standing and slowly backed away before booking it back to the security room, where they were expecting Price, R/n and Ghost to be laughing their asses off for pulling a fast one on them, but instead they were met by Price trying to calm down a very distraught R/n and Ghost cautiously checking all the cameras.
Gaz and Soap later re-watched the footage of them in the hallway just make sure it wasn’t a prank, they were disturbed when they saw that they were indeed talking to nothing, even though they both swore up in down there was woman in the hallway… A lot of other weird shit happened in that base, that eventually Price put in a request for a relocation to a new base.]
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draco123-universe · 8 months
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Father/daughter bonding!(they’re on their way to kill El Quackity)
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king-psycholyze · 2 years
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Recreation of my morning...
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coinandcandle · 3 months
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"It's just a word," you say about the slur that doesn't even refer to you.
You know it's not just a word, we know that you know it's not just a word.
That word has blood built into its history.
That word has left death in its wake.
That word has dehumanized people, denoting them as less than.
That word is not yours to decide if it is truly "just a word".
That word has not been a knife thrust into your gut, twisting every time you hear it again.
That word has not been used to degrade you or tell you that you are no better than garbage. That you'd be better off dead.
These slurs that you so easily claim as "just" words have been the last words someone hears before they're beaten before they're killed--before they're ripped from this plane of existence for simply being.
These are not just words, behind them are ideologies that kill people.
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Okay, I came up with a reason why Revenant may have "changed his mind", although it's a little bit of a shot in the dark:
(explanation below the cut for those interested)
TW: death mention & suicide mention below
So, for initial context:
When biological bodies (animal or human) take near-lethal damage or perceive they are about to die, there is a very strong chemical neurological kickback to fight like hell for one's life. Adrenaline is part of it, but people fail to realize how strong it can be and how severe that kickback can be.
In the very taboo documentary called The Bridge—which is a film about people who successfully and unsuccessfully committed suicide by throwing themselves from The Golden Gate Bridge—survivors are asked about their experiences during the fall. Consistently, during the fall to their perceived death, they state that everything that made them want to commit suicide in the first place becomes negligible. Suddenly, every seemingly unsolvable problem is solvable. Every bit of despair is vanquished. Every close tie that was severed can be tied back together. Suddenly, they don't just lose the want to die, they are rushed with the will to live. Many of these survivors give some of the most compelling testimonies as to why suicide is not the real solution, despite being paralyzed and permanently traumatized by their jump.
So that context given:
Revenant seems fine with his decision to die during the opening of this cinematic. He rolls his head to Loba and lets her (for some reason instead of shooting it), break the glass slowly with her staff to drive the equivalent of a stake through his eye.
Duardo teases his upgrades, which provides new power to him.
But also, the snap decision also occurs at a prime moment: Loba stabs and penetrates his eye, meaning she's one more blow away from killing him. (A stake into the eye will hit the brain, which with some rare exceptions is a killing blow.)
If Revenant still has any connection to how his biologics react (which it is heavily implies he does), that is the prime moment he would have the neurological kickback to live. Not just live, but fight to live. And Duardo just gave him new power to solve every problem in his head that might have led him to be so suicidal for so long.
He can claim this was always just him wanting to control himself, but I don't think he was playing 4D chess this whole time: I think that realization was the solution to his suicidal feelings mixed with the biological feralness to cling to life.
He is giving himself another chance.
What will that lead to?
Hard to say, but that is how I perceive the sudden change of heart he has.
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renlo · 7 days
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Grief is a very odd thing. Today was a good day - I won an award that'll help me out with the remainder of grad school, and I'm happy! I am blessed to have loved ones who support me through my endeavors. But it's sometimes in those moments of celebration that grief rears its head, and the absence of someone you love becomes more glaring. Someone told me that grief is love with no place to go, and that has stuck with me.
Today was a good day, and I will work to use the award I received to further my goals and help others. I'm so thankful for my family and friends! And although she's not here anymore, I know my mom is proud. I can't call her anymore, but I can still strive to make her proud.
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Whump prompt:
A captive Whumpee is told by Whumper that the Team were killed in a trap laid for them by Whumper and soon Whumpee will join them.
However, Whumper has something special planned for Whumpee: a public execution in front of the entire city.
At their execution, a dejected Whumpee awaits their fate, but is saved at the last moment by the Team, who escaped Whumper’s trap and have come to rescue their friend.
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i was possessed randomly so you all get this 😈 (i gotta keep my place in the angstflayer somehow lmao)
tw for mentions of death, nothing explicit! just talk of passing on/the afterlife
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It was smoother than he thought it’d be, dying.
Passing on.
The moment of death.
It really was just like falling asleep.
He knew it was time; he was old now (decrepit if you ask his grandkids) but it was something he didn’t even realize he was so ready to welcome. Whatever illness he was saddled with the last couple years already fading out of his memory.
Stepping into his new…life? he’s not sure what to expect.
He floats along for a while. In nothing, being nothing, when suddenly, the nothing in front of him starts to solidify.
Instead of nothing, Dustin Henderson is a young man again. He can see his feet walking across pine needles and leaves. over hard-packed dirt and pebbles.
He knows this path, and starts forward confidently.
Skull Rock comes into view through a break in the branches, looming over him and coated in dappled sunlight.
So, he sits down. Settles in to wait for his friends, hoping they are far behind him, when he’s startled by a noise above him.
First, a leather jacket plops down in front of him, followed closely by worn white reeboks, ripped black jeans, a flash of a white shirt. All still wrapped around someone he lost way to fuckin’ soon.
Dustin’s chest and throat constrict, his eyes burn.
The figure turns, their insane brown curls frizz tossed away from his face when he does.
“Hey butthead.” Eddie Munson smiles at him for the first time in 70 years. “You have my vest.”
Dustin looks down at himself. The worn denim vest in question is, indeed, hung over his shoulders. Fitting just a bit bigger than he last remembered.
He huffs out a chuckle, the tears start to fall down his cheeks. “Thought you might want it, asshole.”
He’s crushed into a hug that lasts an eternity, finally pulling away from Eddie after a good eon or so.
Huffing out another laugh when he does, Dustin wipes the tears off his face and says, “Not that I’m not over the fuckin moon to see you, but is.. is he here?”
Eddie grins at him, “Is who here?”
“Henderson!”
Steve.
Steve’s here.
He’s actually fucking here.
“‘Course he is, little man. Been waitin’ for you, ya know.'' Eddie shakes his shoulders, spinning him around and starts to march him back down the path. “Well,” he feels Eddie shrug behind him, “You AND Robin, of course. She’s just real stubborn about leaving, I think.”
They’ve gone maybe four whole steps, when Steve Harrington breaks through the branches in front of them.
“Dustin!” Steve strides forward, wrapping Dustin up in a hug.
He mumbles everything and nothing into the tears that soak the cap atop his head. A good trade for the already soaked spot at the front of that yellow sweater of his.
“You’re here! I missed you so much! It’s too soon… it’s always too soon, but still! Your kids are all so beautiful, your grandkids too! I’m so so sorry I left before I could meet them, Dusty, I wanted to so badly.”
More and more (mostly repeated “You’re here!”s) until he can’t say anymore and falls silent around him for their own eternity.
“I missed you too, Steve.”
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beetlegoose01 · 9 months
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this shouldn't need to be said
but there is no reason animated movies targeted towards children should have intense, flashing lights. I don't care about aesthetic or if it looks nice or how pretty the colors look.
125,000 on average a year die from epilepsy. Yes you read that right.
According to the CDC, "The number of adults with active epilepsy rose from 2.3 million in 2010 to 3 million in 2015. The number of children with the condition increased from 450,000 in 2007 to 470,000 in 2015."
We are dying and people don't give a shit.
I don't want to die. I want to live my life and enjoy normal stuff like movies in the movie theater. But no.
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harveywritings92 · 1 year
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[Slasher! Au: Ghost jams his hunting knife into the tree trunk next to R/n’s head, He kisses her roughly as his body keeps her small frame pinned up against the tree as her legs wrap around his waist.] 
Ghost, pulls away from her: It’s okay now, love.
[The tortured screams of fear and agony can be heard all around them as König takes his time slaughtering the men that dared put their filthy hands on their Bunny.]
Ghost: They won’t hurt you or anyone like that again...
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allelitewrestlings · 1 year
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"Because of Regal I was able to understand my dad's struggles, and for the last ten years of his life before my dad passed away I was able to love him, because of this man."
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harveyb-wabbit92 · 1 year
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E-S/o: What’s another creepy fact you know? I’ll start...
E-S/o: Zorua syndrome is a psychological disorder where a parent believes their child has been replaced with a Zorua. it was very prominent in Sinnoh’s Hisuian period and unfortunately a lot children lost their lives from failed attempts to prove they were actually a Zorua in disguise.
I-S/o: If you get burnt by a Houndoom’s flames, it’ll continue to burn you for the rest of your life.
Ingo: Phantumps are believed to be the souls of dead children who got lost in the woods.
Emmet: Salamance and Infernape have been known to attack or even accidentally kill their trainers while in a battle rage.
Skyla: Gorebyss are predators that will stalk and corner their victims then use their needle-like mouths to suck out their innards; leaving nothing but an empty husk behind.
Grimsley: The mask of a Yamask is actually their true face.
Elesa, again checks her phone to verify these facts: I really, really. Don’t like this game!
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lcvenderhcze · 6 months
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"SUPPOSE THAT I'M SURPRISED THAT YOU MANAGED TO STAY OUT OF TROUBLE FOR THIS LONG," seriously, he had been. it had taken a little small trip out of town for him to end up back in here and yes, something told him that meant that people could not stay away for that long . was that .. the case? he supposed that time would tell but .. well, he had been surprised to come back and find the god of mischief.. in here. of course that he was. right? had he.. died? strange. "and posing as a school teacher? is that what all the villains do these days?" (@bejcwcled)
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