something dead that doesn't know it's dead

@excessivelysesquipedalian

personal blog of the entity known by some as bobbie parker. 23. she/her. occasional uncanny librarian. death positive, ghost enthusiast, possibly a queer 19th century novelist resurrected by dark and eldritch means but no one can prove anything. creator of various and sundry gay nonsense such as @martletradio.

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my mom is in the hospital after emergency pulmonary embolism surgery (she’s doing okay now but yesterday was a nightmare. AND my youngest sibling’s birthday). it is snowing outside which I am watching through my windows, and my cat Freddie is in bed with me and it’s warm and comfortable here. it is already 10 AM and I would really, really prefer not to have to get up and face today.

ltwilliammowett

The beautiful French frigate L'Hermione from 1780, sailing in line astern behind a modern French Aquitaine class frigate Provence, 2015

Goodbye, beautiful girl. Thank you for every, every, every thing.

#my posts #animal death tw

airitree

Eraserhead baby pipe

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Stoneware, Colored slip, and glaze.

Enjoy <333

two of our cats are potentially really sick in different ways at the same time and there's literally nothing I can do about it and I am not coping with this especially well

#my posts #we are perpetually very close to broke and I can't work because we don't know what's FUCKING wrong with me #so if this is serious for either of them there's very little money and there's none of it i can contribute #and all I can do is wait for test results on one #and sit here worrying about whether it's time to take the other to the vet

ymutate

Dale Bissland (Scottish artist, 1985)

'Red Moon Rising' n.d.

Oil on Panel - 60 × 46 cm

evilios

Things that make me want to tear up: gifting the dead.

To think that multiple communities across the world accepted the finality of Death and yet still proceeded to gift the deceased with expensive, handmade, or rare objects in memoriam is something that hits me with the sense of love for humanity. There’s no reward in gifting the dead. There’s nothing to pursue. There’s just a sense of immense affection and love; be safe to the grave and beyond, my joy. Here, take it with you for the safe travels.

#all ghost stories are love stories

yinza

I had a dream the other week about these people fighting back against an assault from another world. Most of them weren’t experienced fighters, but average people who banded together (although Gimli was there because dreams).

This particular woman’s job was to throw a javelin through a dimensional portal, tethering the two worlds together and allowing the defenders to control where the fight happened. They later built a statue of her. In her day-to-day life, I think she owned a fabric shop.

Prints available through Inprnt and Redbubble!

[Image Description: A digital illustration of a woman preparing to throw a javelin through a portal. She is a fat, dark-skinned South Asian woman with long dark hair in a braid. She wears a navy blue crop top and dark reddish dhoti. We see her from behind, her left arm extended towards the portal while her right arm is reared back, holding a glowing white javelin which trails a tether on the ground behind her. The sky is mostly overcast with dark blue-grey clouds, but an intense sunset orange breaks through closer to the horizon. Through the glowing portal, the blue curve of another planet is visible. /end ID]