Death Is A Friend

Death is a Friend

I once was scared of what waited for me after death

A woman with long, messy brown hair with tired blue eyes can be seen walking through the forest during nighttime, her pace slow and careful, holding onto the trees at times. Her skin was pale, a scar decorating the lower part of her face from her lips to the top of her neck. She looked around before turning to the right, searching for something or someplace. It didn’t take long for her to find what she was looking for.

Once, long ago, I wished to never perish

It was a rather secluded place of the forest, the grass was short and the trees were tall, covering most of the forest in shadows except that one place. The woman, Joan, went and sat on the ground. She looked up at the starry sky, her tired eyes threatening to close. It was dark, quiet, calm. She sighed as she pulled her eyes away from the sky and took in the scenery around her. Moonflowers were everywhere, practically surrounding her. She sighed as tears filled her eyes. She was sick, she was dying, and she was scared. Why wouldn’t she be? She would not wake up once she finally went to rest. She knew she wouldn’t see her friends again. Friends who didn’t know she was sick in the first place…

To leave behind those who I cared for was torture

“I wonder if they got the letters…” Joan mumbled, her voice hoarse.

And yet, I still listen to others call for me…

Joan let out a deep breath as she wiped her tears before lying down on the soft grass. She was tired, so so tired… Her eyes were closing as her heart started slowing down by the second…

Death can be scary but…

“I am so sorry… But I didn’t want you to see me like this…” The woman in purple said as she spoke to no one but the visages of her friends.

She was never one to be cruel…

She couldn’t help but cry at the memory of her accidentally shrinking Ninja down to a rather miniature size as everything else starts to fade. Oh, how Kuno cried in laughter when she saw him, how Ninja got so mad at that but couldn’t do anything… What a day that was…

At least I can go with a smile…

Finally, her eyes closed and her heartbeat stopped as her now lifeless body laid there, surrounded by her favorite flowers…

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“Hey… Wake up…” A soft, unfamiliar voice spoke.

Death can be gentle, kind, loving

In front of Joan was a beautiful woman with skin so pale, it looked like snow, long, flowy dark hair that danced with the nonexistent wind and bright, yellow eyes holding nothing short of sympathy. She wore a dark mofuku, a funeral kimono. How fitting.

Death can be breathtaking, enchanting

“Wha…?” Joan awoke at the voice, and she sat up as she held her head. “Why does my head hurt…?”

It can be painful, there is no doubt

“Oh, that always happens to the freshly deceased, you’ll be fine in a minute or two!” The strange woman said.

But nonetheless, she is understanding

“Deceased?” Joan repeated before looking behind her, seeing her vessel lying on the ground, herself now being a mere spirit. “Oh… Right.”

Death is not a cloaked figure with a scythe

“I understand you are confused, or maybe not, you did see me for quite a while with that hat of yours.” The woman said. “Oh right, excuse my rudeness! I am Nephthys, Goddess of Death. Feel free to call me Neph though, if you so wish of course.”

Death is not who you flinch from but the one you embrace

“So you are True Death…” Joan said as she crossed her arms as she looked at the dark goddess.

She is nothing like how others said

“Yes, I am! To be truthful, it has been quite a while since I’ve taken someone to the afterlife personally. I usually have my Reapers do so but you… are quite the unique case.” Neph said as she smiled. “After all, you did defeat False Death and became a hero. Even if it did cost your loved ones’ lives…”

It is… relieving

“My sisters… Are they okay?” Joan asked.

I am calm…

“They are doing just fine, dear. They are actually waiting for you.” Neph said as her smiled softened. “They missed you quite a bit.”

I am safe…

A lump formed in Joan’s throat as she teared up at the thought of reuniting with her sisters after so long.

I am dead but I am no longer in pain 

“Did I… Did I really do good…?” Joan asked as she looked down.

Tell me, my friend, was I good?

This made the goddess chuckle softly.

Please, say I was good…

“Well, you did have quite a few mishaps but your good deeds outweigh the bad ones.” Neph said as she extended her hand towards Joan. “So… you ready to go?”

Death is kind but the thought still scares

Joan looked up at True Death’s hand, looking hesitant to take it. She was already dead but… she was still afraid. To leave the mortal realm at last was a terrifying concept but to actually experience that was just as bad, if not worse.

But now…

Then again… she wanted to see her family. She wanted to finally be at peace with her family. She wanted to enjoy the afterlife with her family.

I can be free…

She wanted to stop fighting at last.

“I am sorry Ninja, Kuno… I wish I had told you in person…” Joan thought. “I have to go but I pray that you both have a good life before your time comes… Until we meet again…”

Thank you, Death, for being kind…

She then looked up at the dark lady and gave her a slight nod…

Thank you for being my friend…

And so she took True Death’s hand…

——Heeeeey, thanks for reading this! Hope it made you cry! :3——

Tagging: @ikari-shinsei, @fernnshxj and @willowthearts, I feel like you would like this cause it does involve Miori, kinda, ish!

And a special thanks to @asexual-angsty-writer for helping me out with this angsty segment!

Amidst all the images coming out of palestine of death and destruction created by the zionist occupation, i think it is important that we take a moment to remember palestine as it was- seen and captured through the eyes of talented photographers like Shahed @shahednhall and remember exactly what was senselessly lost in the past few months.

This is Al-Azhar university, where Shahed used to study. She was an exemplary student, and used to get regularly invited by her teachers to give lectures.

Since the university was bombed and destroyed by the IOF, all she has left are these pictures. Even through all the violence and death around her though, she still makes sure to keep up with her studies through the university's online programme.

This is a shop Shahed had visited only some time before october. She told me it was run by an artist who painted these beautiful home items, and engraved them by hand with customers names. Shahed had photographed them because they were so eye-catching and beautiful, and had sent the woman her photos so she could use them to promote the shop.

Shahed has told me this shop isnt there any more. She is currently trying to get in touch with the woman who used to run this shop again, but shahed doesn't know if she is even alive or not.

Shahed has an eye for beauty in all things, and it shows in her work and in conversation. It has taken on a different meaning now when so much of everything she knows has been stolen by the occupation from her and other palestinians like her.

In her own words:

"As you know, I like to photograph a lot, everyone liked my photography. I was filming everything because a memory can never come back again. This sentence is not understood by many. I am happy because I photograph everything."

What had been a hobby of collecting moments for her has now become something of an archive of all the things in Palestine that have been lost to the zionist occupation.

Shahed's outlook on her photography tends to colour our conversation as well. She finds it is more productive to talk to me about her hope for a better future, rather than all the bleakness around her right now.

"Yes, because I see inside every picture of new hope, I feel a great motivation that I will survive to see that life is more beautiful than what I live at the moment. I seek to return to a life that is more beautiful than the one we live now, a very difficult life because it has turned black and white."

I don't know how anyone can look at her photos and think of anything but hope

The mainstream media in the west and elsewhere can lie all they like- but we will know always that palestine was and is a land full of beautiful people. Never forget that the death, illness and destruction in palestine today was something imposed upon them by the colonizers, and has been imposed upon them for decades.

Shahed doesn't like to share images of misery with me, but please remember that she and her family are suffering right now. The happy children in the pictures, her little sisters, are suffering from severe hepatitis and are no longer recieving treatment due to overcrowding at what hospitals are left in gaza. Shahed herself has been weak and ill for days, narrowly surviving multiple massacres in just the past few days while trying to get food for her family. They all got displaced just last week due to the intense bombing in khan younis, and in doing so have lost precious funds that could have gone into food and clean water. They are starving.

Shahed is only 21 years old but the responsibility of taking care of all 17 of her family members rests solely on her shoulders.

TIME IS RUNNING OUT. PLEASE HELP SHAHED EVACUATE HER FAMILY TO SAFETY.

She has only gotten $47k/80k, and she needs to get to $50k within this week.

gofundme.com

Donate to Help Shahd in Gaza!, organized by Shahed Muhammad

Have you ever experienced seeing your dream broken in front of your eyes and not being able to do … Shahed Muhammad needs your support for H

This gfm was verified and appears on hussein @/el-shab-hussein and nairuz @/nabulsi list of vetted fundraisers (#224) so please dont hesitate to donate whatever you can, and please keep sharing!!!

Take this as a call to action, please repost her her fundraiser in your discord servers, in your whatsapp groups. Repost her photgraphy and share her story on whatever social media you have reach, so that people can help because i really cant get her to her goal in time alone.

Time.

Incorrect Quotes with girls (ft. Audra and Ozzie Lux)

-Befriending Audra-

Gin: You’re my friend now. We’re having soft tacos later!

(Proceeds to yoink Audra) ------- Ozzie: Gin's at that very special age where she only has one thing on her mind Random parent: Boys? Gin, deadass: Homicide -------

Gin: Dad keeps forgetting which WiFi network he’s supposed to use so I renamed ours to "Dad, use this one" to help him out a little. -------

Gin: What did the ocean say to the other ocean?

Adira: what?

Gin: nothing, they just waved

Adira: oh

Gin: do you sea what I did there?

Adira: no

Gin: I'm shore you did

Adira: how do you have friends?

Gin: hey, don't be such a beach Adira: oh my god Audra, who was dragged here: 0-0

------- Adira: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me

Alanis: Okay, but in my defense, Abby bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink that shampoo

Adira: That’s not what I wanted to- Audra: you drank SHAMPOO?! Adira: Trust me, it's normal -------

Audra, during a black out at a gal sleepover: God, I can't see a thing! Alanis: Don't worry, I got it! *Sounds of cracking and shaking be heard and Alanis becomes a human glowstick* Audra, confused and concerned: Wha- Alanis: I swallowed a flashlight! Abigail: Why would you- Alanis: Because I can!

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Gin: keeps changing heights everyday (she able to do so cause demon lol-)

Audra: Does-Does no one notice? Gin: I just wear shoes of different sizes! Audra: press X to doubt

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Audra, seeing Gin crying: What's up with her? Adira: Oh, she asked if I would love her if she was a worm. I said no.

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Abigail: Favorite movie? Must be Mean Girls!

Adira: Shaped her into the girl she is now. That and Uncle Willem's sass. -------

Gin: breaking into a musical number

Audra: confusion and shock

The Triplets: This is normal

------- (I didn't have anything else to do so I did this, hope you enjoyed) I am currently sick, nothing too bad but my throat hurts a bit, oof- Anyway, Ozzie belongs to Helluva Boss, Audra belongs to @willowthearts and the rest of the girls belong to me!

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Yippee! I got highlights now! (Have autism creature with crappy rendition of my hair, lol-)

me when i fuckin uhhh