#dead friend

[sheydgarden]

got to do a special edition wrap-around cover for the Hit Point Press re-release of Lucian Kahn's award-winning, 2-player TTRPG Dead Friend! my assignment was to keep the same general composition as the original cover, but introduce a new summoner & new summoned friend. really enjoying working in this greyscale + spot red palette!

[ID: illustrated front and back cover featuring a woman in a frilly 19th century dress recoiling from a multi-armed, cloaked, ghostly skeleton spirit hovering over a pentagram, surrounded by candles.]

#illustration #ttrpg #dead friend #lucian kahn #hit point press #ink painting #cover art

[lichfucker]

there's a bumper sticker on your submarine. what does it say?

"I'm not a bottom but my submarine is."

#jd #dead friend #bluh bluh

[showerbythesun]

#grief #grieving #grieve #dead #sad #melancholy #dead friends #dead friend #a meeting #death #dying #timeless #changeless #in a dream #dream #dreams #poem #poems #poetry #creative writing #as the years pass #passing of time #time #poem about death #poems about death #memory #memories #dying young #young death #young deaths

[my-chemical-rot]

Now she waits for you to haunt her She sleeps with your ghost at night in bed

#reblogs appreciated #lyric edit #my edit #against me! #against me #am! #ljg #laura jane grace #dead friend #transgender dysphoria blues #7/10 #almost done with this album… #skeleton #tw death mention #transgender

[ispyed]

#bandcamp #against me! #transgender dysphoria blues #dead friend

[juststupid882]

@annytodoappforme

#the kindergarten case au #kinderverse au #I miss you Anny :( #she was my best friend #dead friend #friendship..

[transweirdo]

#infinity train #infinity train fanart #simon laurent #dead friend #lmao

[honey-gaze]

Driving in the middle of the night always gets me missing my late friend. A few days ago was 9 months since she left this world and it's like this impossible loss I can't process all the way.

Everything reminds me of her tonight. The stars peeking through rain clouds. The possum I watched catching bugs with no fear of my presence. The songs we used to slow dance to, back when I was just so in love with her. The 2am pastures filled with barely visible wildflowers.

My grief sits in a tight little ball in my chest and I don't know how to start unraveling it yet.

#grief #dead friend #first love #just out here musing in the dark #nature #reminders #late nights #mads #samgaze

[ergotism-and-egoism]

Excerpt: "My Dead Friends" - Marie Howe

I have begun,

When I'm weary and can't decide an answer to a bewildering question

To ask my dead friends for their opinion

and the answer is often immediate and clear.

#poetry #marie howe #dead friend #my dead friends #excerpts #lit #literature #love #questions

[krmljam]

more bugs more drinking

#the inclusion of sprint is a form of vent art here..... documenting my reality #“”“”“”“friend”“”“”“ bought sprint instead of sprite once 1 dead 6+ injured #art #rhino beetle #gin #insect #bug #i hope this looks better printed i just did it in a hurry in like an hour and a half rip

[ditzybat]

jason in titans tower staring at bruce: how’d you know i was alive old man?

bruce: robin - tim - is an avid follower of your tumblr blog that has mysteriously updated after years of you being deceased

tim: mhm, at mrsbennetluvr88 started quoting hamlet and titus andronicus after years of radio silence, it was the only rational conclusion

jason: … at least you know your shakespeare…

#tim: i was your moot goffick-bat69! i’m well aware of your dramatic tendencies #jason: and you didn’t find it so weird that you went out and wore your dead online friends mantel? #tim: i was being poetic! something about vengeance and keeping the magic alive ! #batman #jason todd #tim drake #bruce wayne #robin #red robin #red hood #batbros

[70s-sugarmama]

Let There Be Miracles

Oh look mama - I found a miracle!

Miracles happen all the time.Here are the top 3 which make more sense than the most:3. The Butterfly Effect2. Deja Vu1. Loving someone who loves you back.And then, there are some which are willing to drown in their own profoundness (but mostly, they swim):11. Watching your parents grow old and wrinkly10. People in your life who are willing to listen to your drunk, shitty poetry9. A home of your…

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#a home of your own #a loop of power corrupting people corrupting power #animals #being dead #being dead and coming back to life #border #butterfly #coming back #coming back to life #country #dead #dead friend #deaf #death #deja vu #dreams #drown #drown in profoundness #drunk #drunk shitty poetry #entire world #everything #feelings #fight #fuel #fuel of hope #hear #home #hope #humanity

[davidtennantpussytulpa]

#the best decision of my life was breaking up with my friend who was like this its truly the most brain dead shit 🙏🏻 #tiktok #repost

[13taylorswifts]

Missing my friend that died tonight...

#dead friend #it's getting close to a month now since he officially died #it was over a month ago though that the car wreck happened #i wish he hadn't died....he loved his kids so much and was looking forward to seeing them grow up :( #at least no one else was in the car with him....i guess #its still sad as hell #only 33.. #sigh.... #personal

[inkskinned]

at some point it's just like. do they even fucking like the thing they're asking AI to make? "oh we'll just use AI for all the scripts" "we'll just use AI for art" "no worries AI can write this book" "oh, AI could easily design this"

like... it's so clear they've never stood in the middle of an art museum and felt like crying, looking at a piece that somehow cuts into your marrow even though the artist and you are separated by space and time. they've never looked at a poem - once, twice, three times - just because the words feel like a fired gun, something too-close, clanging behind your eyes. they've never gotten to the end of the movie and had to arrive, blinking, back into their body, laughing a little because they were holding their breath without realizing.

"oh AI can mimic style" "AI can mimic emotion" "AI can mimic you and your job is almost gone, kid."

... how do i explain to you - you can make AI that does a perfect job of imitating me. you could disseminate it through the entire world and make so much money, using my works and my ideas and my everything.

and i'd still keep writing.

i don't know there's a word for it. in high school, we become aware that the way we feel about our artform is a cliche - it's like breathing. over and over, artists all feel the same thing. "i write because i need to" and "my music is how i speak" and "i make art because it's either that or i stop existing." it is such a common experience, the violence and immediacy we mean behind it is like breathing to me - comes out like a useless understatement. it's a cliche because we all feel it, not because the experience isn't actually persistent. so many of us have this ... fluttering urgency behind our ribs.

i'm not doing it for the money. for a star on the ground in some city i've never visited. i am doing it because when i was seven i started taking notebooks with me on walks. i am doing it because in second grade i wrote a poem and stood up in front of my whole class to read it out while i shook with nerves. i am doing it because i spent high school scribbling all my feelings down. i am doing it for the 16 year old me and the 18 year old me and the today-me, how we can never put the pen down. you can take me down to a subatomic layer, eviscerate me - and never find the source of it; it is of me. when i was 19 i named this blog inkskinned because i was dramatic and lonely and it felt like the only thing that was actually permanently-true about me was that this is what is inside of me, that the words come up over everything, coat everything, bloom their little twilight arias into every nook and corner and alley

"we're gonna replace you". that is okay. you think that i am writing to fill a space. that someone said JOB OPENING: Writer Needed, and i wrote to answer. you think one raindrop replaces another, and i think they're both just falling. you think art has a place, that is simply arrives on walls when it is needed, that is only ever on demand, perfect, easily requested. you see "audience spending" and "marketability" and "multi-line merch opportunity"

and i see a kid drowning. i am writing to make her a boat. i am writing because what used to be a river raft has long become a fully-rigged ship. i am writing because you can fucking rip this out of my cold dead clammy hands and i will still come back as a ghost and i will still be penning poems about it.

it isn't even love. the word we use the most i think is "passion". devotion, obsession, necessity. my favorite little fact about the magic of artists - "abracadabra" means i create as i speak. we make because it sluices out of us. because we look down and our hands are somehow already busy. because it was the first thing we knew and it is our backbone and heartbreak and everything. because we have given up well-paying jobs and a "real life" and the approval of our parents. we create because - the cliche again. it's like breathing. we create because we must.

you create because you're greedy.

#every time someones like ''AI will replace u" im like. u will have to fucking KILL ME #there is no replacement here bc i am not filling a position. i am just writing #and the writing is what i need to be doing #writeblr #this probably doesn't make sense bc its sooo frustrating i rarely speak it the way i want to #edited for the typo wrote it and then was late to a meeting lol #i love u people who mention my typos genuinely bc i don't always catch them!!!! :) it is doing me a genuine favor!!! #my friend says i should tell you ''thank you beta editors'' but i don't know what that means #i made her promise it isn't a wolf fanfiction thing. so if it IS a wolf thing she is DEAD to me (just kidding i love her) #hey PS PS PS ??? if ur reading this thinking what it's saying is ''i am financially capable of losing this'' ur reading it wrong #i write for free. i always have. i have worked 5-7 jobs at once to make ends meet. #i did not grow up with access or money. i did not grow up with connections or like some kind of excuse #i grew up and worked my fucking ASS OFF. and i STILL!!! wrote!!! on the side!!! because i didn't know how not to!!! #i do not write for money!!!! i write because i fuckken NEED TO #i could be in the fucking desert i could be in the fuckken tundra i could be in total darkness #and i would still be writing pretentious angsty poetry about it #im not in any way saying it's a good thing. i'm not in any way implying that they're NOT tryna kill us #i'm saying. you could take away our jobs and we could go hungry and we could suffer #and from that suffering (if i know us) we'd still fuckin make art. #i would LOVE to be able to make money doing this! i never have been able to. but i don't NEED to. i will find a way to make my life work #even if it means being miserable #but i will not give up this thing. for the whole world.

[hamletthedane]

Still laughing at Brian May offhandedly writing the greatest understatement in the history of academia in his astrophysics doctoral dissertation:

Ah, yes - “various pressures.” Like being one of the greatest guitarists ever and playing/writing/singing for the most legendary rock band of all time.

Those various pressures.

#queen #Brian May #just a rock and roll god and also an astrophysicist #it’s like Deacon casually inventing the technology for all modern bass stereos bc he was an electrical engineer #a side gig of being a genius #along with their friends ‘learned opera at 5yo and literally SAW music’ and ‘chaos tornado with a promising career in dentistry’ #Music #shut up e #these are twitter thoughts but twitter is dead so now I subject you all to them