#midnight shift

[fuzartz]

the gang playing midnight cultist Roblox horror game. It's so chaotic, we had to make some funny scenes into a drawing

Idk bout the rest but I laughed so hard,I thought my stomach gonna burst 😭😭🙏. Also,I didn't even knew my game was glitched until the SECOND round of the game 🥲

Uh

Keli by @iknnk3lili

Bokz by @bokzbandeet

Fuz by @fuzstarz

[nightcrawlervs]

Wow...

[kitelledoodles]

Two new(ish) faces for the Midnight Shift: Lilli Bernstein and JR Mason. Bernie is a total newcomer, but Mason kind of evolved from Jason. The rhyming name is an unfortunate coincidence - it was surprisingly hard to pick a name for him, and I’m still open to suggestions.

They’re crazy about each other.

[zeheal-arbum]

You know, dancing when you're waiting for stains is a great way to pass time. Love working alone in a lab.

I'm just waiting for someone to look in the window and scare the shit out of me.

[rokry]

This was supposed to be a simple little thing that I got a bit carried away with and couldn't resist shading more. I like it enough to share here.

I'm getting a lot of practice drawing Marloix over and over again.

[mil-liminalpodcast]

Hey Caro!! :)

Can I ask what your thoughts on vampires are? 👀 Ever met one? Ever want to, if you haven't? 👀👀

Oh you know. Northern Washington vampires have no personal space but I’m sure they are quite nice. (Except Doug, Doug’s a creep.) they throw great parties. still wonder what they were doing with all that orange juice though….?

**if you’re new here Caro Greene is a fictional character who runs a midnight podcast from a gas station in two webcomics made by the artist of this page, and this account is a collection of inspo for those comics! You can read about them in Seemingly Dark on Webtoon and Tapas, and Mil-Liminal on PATREON or Kofi, or just ask! All ask box art is done by Raptorjules**

[leechonspeeddial]

Sometimes I think about drawing Resentment for my Midnight Shift series, then I remember how much I hate coloring. Here's a wip

[onlysmartprn]

Dying

Let’s talk about something that many find taboo and terrifying: The process of dying. Many people die in sudden crashes, accidents, murdered and by suicide, but the majority of us will see a more natural way of dying. Whether that be old age, cancer, health problems and complications, etc. The point is that most of us will inevitably face our own mortality in the end, and that’s a scary thing to think about. People ask me a lot how I can handle hospice work, how I could be so strong to want to work as a nurse in the hospice field. The honest truth i tell them is that we are all able to do it, it’s a matter of learning to cope and stay strong not only for your patient and their families, but for yourself as well. In the last year, I have had more experience with death, hospice, and the dying process as a whole, than I have in my entire life. I have found a special passion for the connection you create with someone in the hardest point of their life, when often times even family members have a hard time being around. I didn’t start like that, though. I was terrified of the concept of death when I started as a newbie in the caregiving world. I panicked at the idea of finding a dead or dying body in the bed. Of being around a cold corpse before embalming. Even at funerals, I would say things many found “insensitive” because the idea of being around death was just so taboo for me. Things changed as I began to be exposed more and more. I began to build connections with these amazing old folks, only for them to pass a week later. I started to feel this twinge of pain each time I found out and I hadn't had the chance to say goodbye. I had started at the Nursing Home in fall of 2020, at the peak of the COVID-19 pandemic. Your entire vision of the world changes when you are the only connection to the outside world for a dying person and their family. We couldn't have visitors for almost a year, and when you hold a phone so a dying man can say his final goodbyes to family members via webcam, you don’t walk away the same. Some pass unexpectedly, some hang on for a week before their bodies final give in to dehydration. Some lose their mind and go through terminal restlessness and it’s heart wrenching to watch. But all in all, it ends up the same way. Tears, sadness, hugs, and often times relief knowing pain and anxiety has ended. After I decided to work midnights on the Assisted Living side of the home, I had the honor of meeting one of the most amazing people I had the pleasure of caring for. For privacy reasons, we will refer to her as Bean. Bean had late stage Parkinson's Disease. For those that don’t know what that is, it’s a disease that effects the nervous system resulting in lock Jaw, but for the entire body. It’s painful, causes hallucinations, and causes severe fatigue. Bean was the most independent dying patient I have ever met. Some days she would sleep so deeply, she was a full check & Change, the next day she was up, using the bathroom, cleaning, changing clothes, wheeling around the building like nothing was wrong. Bean was determined to stay independent to the end. Bean was also amazing with finances. No matter what, she was focused on ensuring the numbers were in order, and everything was where it needed to be. In her final days, Bean was bed ridden and unconscious, but very comfortable and peaceful. I sent most of my shift in there at her side, talking to her, watching her heart beat so strong between slow, spaced apart respirations.  As we pass like this, our bodies go into survival mode as your systems slowly shut down. Your heart will fight til the end. But you wont feel any of it, between all the drugs (depending on the case at hand) you will be in a painless dream state, with no anxiety or fear. For many, we will have already gone through the 5 stages of grief, and have accepted our fate and are ready to move on. In these moments it is very imperative that we tell our loved ones that it is okay to let go. We don't want them to suffer because we are too selfish to let go, it’s not fair to them. I can’t stress that detail enough. I have seen far too many hold on because families couldn't let go. Bean was ready, she had been for a long time, months before her final decline, she had talked about being ready to go when it was time. I just so happened to walk into her room at 2:30am the morning she finally passed. I had left her side for about a half hour to do a few tasks, I walked into check on her, and knew this was it. Her heart became barely noticeable, her breath was almost non-existent. I stood at her side, one hand on her shoulder, one on her chest as she took one last breath, then nothing. I kissed her forehead and told her how proud I was of her for being so strong. The honor one feels when they are there for another humans final moments is something I wouldn't trade for anything. I was worried on how Id react, how it all would go, but it was so calm and peaceful, I had no feelings of fear or worry. The hard part had past, it was time to begin our mourning and celebrate the life we had the honor to meet. No matter what you think, or anyone tells you, death is something we all go through at one point or another, why not help someone get through it while we can?