the-real-seebs:

homunculus-argument:

A story within a story where a mother sits her rowdy children down and tells them a story about a the world’s sweetest, kindest mother who never lost her temper, never cursed and never yelled at her children, no matter how rowdy they could get. She would only gently, kindly told them to not do the dangerous things. One day she sweetly, kindly told her children to not go play at the riverbank, because it’s dangerous and they might slip on the rocks, fall into the water, and die. Her children do not listen. They go play at the riverbank, where they slip on the rocks, fall into the water, and die.

And the sweet perfect mother of the story comes to the riverbank, sees that all her children drowned, and starts crying so bitterly that angels overhear her, and the angels say to each other, “she does not deserve this, this woman has never done anything wrong in her life, this should not have happened to her”, and feeling great pity for her, bring her children back to life, and after that they always listened to their mother and lived happily ever after.

And the storyteller’s children, who at this point are familiar with the concept that these stories are supposed to have some sort of a moral or lesson in them, interject to point out that their mother hasn’t always done everything perfectly, she isn’t always sweet, curses a lot, and as a matter of fact loses her shit at her kids all the time. She isn’t like the mother of the story at all.

And their mother agrees: Her children are correct. She is not a perfect mother who has never done anything wrong. Angels will not have pity on her, and they will not bring her little shits back to life if they go to the river and die. So they better fucking not go get themselves killed in the first place.

this was forwarded to me by my kid and i gotta say that adds layers to the interpretation


Tags:

#storytime #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #death tw #this probably deserves some other warning tag but I am not sure what #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

the-lone-huntress:

paigegonerogue:

I, of mostly sound body and spirit, request that if I’m ever to die, someone post a new work on my AO3 that says “sorry, she died, ongoing stories postponed forever” because don’t I want my fanfic buddies to think I ghosted them. Amen or whatever you say in a will.

This was written as a joke, but for those who don’t know, this is an actual optional service that AO3 provides called Fannish Next of Kin.


Tags:

#AO3 #the more you know #death tw #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

runawaymarbles:

whetstonefires:

The thing is that the most interesting and novel invention of the MCU is a universe where billions of people turned into dust and then were physically reconstituted on the spot five years later, in a world that had just barely adapted to their absence.

That is wild. That is intense! That is a series of pathos-ridden emotionally complex doorstoppers waiting to happen. Half the entire world! All dead! And somehow we coped with that! And now we have to cope with them all being back?

A whole street of empty houses–surely not everyone there became ash. Some of them moved to better places, now opened by the mass mortality. Some of them died afterward. Who will live there now? Even if inheritances are reversed by resurrection, surely leases aren’t renewed. What the fuck happens to everyone who remarried?

What happens to the children snapped back to a world where their parents didn’t survive, or the reverse?

But they had to then hastily smooth over this utterly batshit sci-fi premise and get the world mostly back to normal working order as rapidly as possible, without too much emphasis on how literally every person in existence has been placed in a mason jar by a narcissist and shaken twice in five years.

So they could get on with more superhero whack-blam business, which is customarily done against a background of Normality.

This is, tragically, the most Comics thing these movies have ever done.

It is beyond satire that they did this immediately before and during a worldwide pandemic that everyone was pressured to smooth over and ‘return to normal’ about within 2 years if not sooner.

I’m still bummed She-Hulk wasn’t “Law & Order: MCU” featuring such disputes as

  • A dog’s owner is snapped and someone else adopts it. Now it’s five years later and the owner wants the dog back.
  • A baby’s parents are snapped and someone else adopts it. Now its’ five years later and the kid is now 6. Absolutely fucking devastating custody dispute ensues.
  • All the snapped people were legally declared dead and their remaining next of kin got their assets. Now some of them are demanding their money back, but their heirs already spent it.
  • All the snapped people were not legally declared dead, and life insurance companies are still claiming that some people who actually died were snapped so that they don’t have to pay out.
  • These senators were elected to a 6 year term but they only got to serve one of them before blipping. They think they should get to serve the next five years.
  • School funding is based on enrollment, and was thus slashed when there was only half the student population. Now everyone is back midyear and there isn’t enough funding, and parents are suing.

Tags:

#Marvel #fanfic #story ideas I will never write #apocalypse cw #death tw #illness tw? #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

argumate:

triviallytrue:

a8fe79121d28a7c50cdcaaf732417b19e1175b8f

tumblr i have bad news

come on man they still try and get people to listen to Jesus and he’s been dead for fuck I made this post two days too early


Tags:

#anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #death tw #Easter #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

silverbridge-harbor:

if it hadnt been for rotten eye joe
idve been buried a long time ago
why did you raise me, where must i go?
why did you raise me, rotten eye joe?

jaunty tune plays on pipe organ


Tags:

#music #death tw #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

guerrillatech:

5289491ccc2485f733834adcd6a9774fb39faf07

Tags:

#hey good news I messaged the person I thought of when I saw this post and they *are* still alive #disappointed permanent resident of The Future #(maybe) #death tw #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

albatris:

fea75a425ac4cb3e43b1abef648ba2c9dc6a7e1e
3226d34456feae54f5da097779667ba56b14a898
c74572770ab74de6e565d07cec40ab0af60286cc
4e2992c706f1412dbf8c63e030d436e8f894766d
09f346b7b7c07e1b336b730c716ad07073b5aee5
an excerpt from a novel draft reading: “Is that gonna kill me?” he asked earnestly. “Excuse?” “The garlic.” “Ah.” Quinn cracked a smile. “No. It’ll just give you a stomach ache. Vampires and garlic are a bit like lactose intolerant people and ice cream.”
82b09c7a2804ee8ece410aaa53cf99b721e0b1a2
9cfbf2f730ada27cd544df2c20ecfacd999de74d

abd74bd46cef6ce78fc03a479a268f897cdf9e09

nanowrimo out-of-context

sorry about the different-sized fonts idk what I’m doing 😎✌


Tags:

#I will be keeping an eye out for more of this book #out of context quotes #anything that makes me laugh this much deserves a reblog #vampires #embarrassment squick #death tw #murder cw #violence cw #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once


{{next post in sequence}}

iknityounot:

(Long post, sorry y’all)

A little more than two years ago now, my grandmother passed away. She and my grandpa had moved down to my home town a few years before so we could take care of them. I brought them groceries once a week, helped them write checks, fixed tvs, and found lost things. I was really close with my grandma.

In addition to her hilarious personality and dry wit, one of my favorite things about her was that she was a painter and a crafter like me! She used to crochet, and I took her to the craft store a couple of times so she could get more yarn and books on crochet. But her arthritis and the shaking in her hands kept getting worse, so she eventually had to stop.

She kept her most recent project, a granny square blanket, safely packed away in a plastic bin. She told all of us she was going to finish it one day.

Her hands never got better, and when she got sick, and we found out it was cancer, she rapidly deteriorated.

After she passed, I went to work helping my mom clean out my grandparents apartment so we could move my grandpa in with her. In our frantic cleaning, I found that bin again:

377df80dbf038e36b0b8b5a4ffbf258ee026d167
625c36121ad39473962a9d1e14591a570f61c882

DOZENS of granny squares, dozens of half used skeins. I asked my mom what she wanted me to do with it, and she said she didn’t care. I set it aside and later took it home.

Maybe a month later, that tumblr post about the Loose Ends Project was going around. It felt like a sign–I was never going to learn to crochet in order to finish my grandmother’s blanket. But they might be able to help!

So I filled out the interest form. They got back to me SUPER quick. And maybe 2 weeks later, I was paired with volunteer in my state (only 2 hours away!) and the box of yarn, granny squares, and my grandmother’s crochet hook were in the mail. That was at the end of January this year.

Over the next couple of months, my “finisher” emailed me regular updates on her progress, and asked me questions on my preferences for how she constructed the final blanket.

At the end of August, the blanket was done!

1d7dc9bc9e3b0040cf8caf8bbcd8a6e99f8a4f4c

I had always intended the blanket to be a gift for my mother. So I cleaned it up, put it in the only bag I had big enough to fit it, and drove to my mom’s. I gave the blanket to her and she was gobsmacked. I explained to her all about Loose Ends, and how someone volunteered to finish the piece for us. She was speechless. (I was quite pleased with this, because I am not the best at giving gifts, so this was a pretty exciting reaction!)

She said that it was the most thoughtful gift she had ever been given. She said “your grandma would love this”. To which I replied, “yeah, I know she really wanted to finish it a couple of years ago”. But that was when my mom dropped the bomb of a century on me–she told me that my grandma had started making those granny squares OVER 30 YEARS AGO. She had started the blanket when my grandpa was staying in the hospital, but that was back when my mom was younger than I am now! My grandma had packed them all away, planning on finishing it, when my grandpa was sent home from the hospital. Then it went from house to house, from condo in Chicago to their apartment in my hometown. All that time and my grandma had wanted to finish it, but couldn’t. First because she was busy, then because she forgot how to do it, then because of her arthritis, and then because of the cancer. My mom said she had given up on expecting my grandma to finish it.

She said I brought a piece of her childhood with her mom out of the past.

e8272d569ba2cb43cf6fcb3ae486850d5dc8ec0c
3f8b1bdaf5ecce4b1f9cb0aad344edf210cd3678

And really, all of this is to say, if you have seen or heard about the Loose Ends Project and have an uncompleted project or piece from a loved one who has passed away–these are your people. They were so kind and treated my project with such care. That box probably would have been found by my own grandkids one day if I hadn’t heard about Loose Ends.

Five stars, absolutely worth it!

(From what I understand, you can sign up to volunteer too! If you have time to share, it might be worth checking out!)


Tags:

#PSA #death tw #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

comparativelysuperlative:

leseigneurdufeu:

supreme-leader-stoat:

With full respect to the Professor, if I were to ever work a “subject cannot be killed by any living man” prophecy into one of my stories, I think I’d want to actually play with the ‘living’ part of the condition instead of ‘male’ or even ‘human.’ Imagine the drama if Bob Redshirt, beloved secondary character, looses an arrow at the villain, kicks the bucket himself while it’s in flight, and posthumously lands a perfect shot.

5f80904c63d4c8af06dfe8793fc191fe8ea3e9ec

i love both equally

The other option of course is to place an entire army of dead men on the same battlefield, and then have them not intersect with prophecy dude at all.


Tags:

#Middle Earth #fun with loopholes #story ideas I will never write #death tw #murder cw? #this post was queued because my to-reblog list is too long and I didn’t want to dump it on you all at once

itsbenedict:

just read Copy <|> Paste, and i gotta say: rip to kate but i’m different. i would simply not give a shit about the ethics of sacrificing clones! if it were me it’d be me and a clone of me wouldn’t think twice about walking into the nuclear reactor if he had the original standing right there. absolutely just kill me if it’s convenient! there’s more where that came from! kate out there trying desperately to cling to the top of the slippery slope and i got me a snowboard


Tags:

#I think I’m in the middle here #Brin-2-9-2-1 responds to that situation with #”well what are we standing around here building up lack for‚ let’s get this over with” #and walks grimly into the reactor #a forgotten party *is* death‚ Robin Hanson #storytime #recs #death tw #amnesia cw