#enternals

[smelly-fozzy]

Just let people enjoy shit for fucks sake.

#rings of power #she hulk #enternals #marvel #star wars #the force awakens #the last jedi #the rise of skywalker #her name is rey skywalker you fucking bitch #i dont care what you do just leave everyone the fuck alone. you can do anything else just stop. being. a dick.

[encisthings]

#sersi eternals #enternals

[its-actually-withered]

THE BOLLYWOOD DANCE ROUTINE, ACTUALLY IM OBSSESSED

#enternals #the man said he wanted to be bollywood famous and i respect that

[jey-draws]

And then she did

#digital art #fanart #the owl house #toh #luz noceda #amity blight #lumity #i havent drawn lumity in a while and its only because drawing luz is a enternal hell #i love luz so much #but by god HOW does her hair work

[sandxhanitizer]

I scene build in SFM. I love you Emesis Blue. Happy 1 year of existence

Edit -we got Garry's Mod backgrounds now!!!

#team fortress 2 #tf2 #emesis blue #medic #scout #spy #soldier #i freaking love this movie bro #please go watch it if you havent #you dont even need to know tf2 #its longer than you think #its enternity in there #m #idk another refrence

[geekgirles]

Edred, you are definitely one flawed character, but my God if they aren't deliberately going out of their way to make you the biggest little meow meow I've ever seen.

#unicorn: warriors eternal #unicorn warriors eternal #unicorn warriors enternal spoilers #uwe #uwe spoilers #edred #edred the warrior elf #melinda #melinda the sorceress #emma fairfax #emmelyn #seng #seng the cosmic monk #genndy tartakovsky #adult swim #toonami

[qtubbo]

Also here is the endless list of people I’ve watched be assigned Tubbo’s parent on qsmp: Fit, Pac, Phil, Quackity, Wilbur, Roier, Cellbit, Bagi, Mouse, Niki, Tina, Luzu, Willy, Slime, Mariana, Lenay, Pol, Baghera, Etoiles, Aypierre, Bad, Rubuis, Foolish, and Missa.

I have seen every single one of these, Rubuis was a carry over from squidcraft, Roier was in combo with Cellbit, Pol was because he’s old enough to be Tubbo’s dad, Baghera was because art of them looked similar early on, Etoiles was because Tubbo can’t have friend they must be his dad, Slime and Mariana was through Sunny, and Foolish is I can’t even explain that one.

#qsmp #Qsmp tubbo #fandom neg #neg #Actual correction I remeber the foolish one now it’s from Tubbo wanting to be his grandson so he could have an enternal banana

[yousayusei]

no thoughts. head empty. only this rikuyusei photoset living in my mind. twenty-four seven. rent free.

#utsukushii kare enternal #utsukushii kare #utsukare #my beautiful man #hirakiyoi #hirakiyo #kiyoi sou #hira kazunari #fantastics from exile tribe #yagi yusei #hagiwara riku

[disguisedcheezed]

If HS:BC doesn't add in the inherit homoeroticism of whatever the fuck Ult Dirk said to/about John in the meat timeline, then it's NOTHING.

#dirkjohn #ult dirk #ultimate dirk #hsbc #homestuck beyond canon #hs^2 #disguisedtalking #NARRATIVE FOILS GONNA NARRATIVE FOIL OR JAIL FOR EVER AND EVER FOR ENTERNITY

[gwandaa]

#ariana grande #arianator #thank u next #enternal sunshine #yes and #ariana icons #eternal sunshine #ariana butera #music #songs #new music #ag7 #ag7iscoming #ariana

[the-modern-typewriter]

will you write something vampire themed for spooky season?

The coffin was luxurious, as far as coffins went. The protagonist had half-expected just a plain wood box, scratchy and full of splinters. They supposed, if they had to die, they could at least do so in style.

It didn't really make them feel better.

And it didn't make the coffin fit two people any better either.

"Stop squirming," the secret love of their life snapped. "You're just going to get us more stuck."

"I don't think it's possible to get more stuck." Their voice was only a little, reasonably, hysterical. "We're buried alive in a bloody coffin!"

The secret love of their life looked awful beneath them. Pallid, even in the crowded gloom of their shared grave. They felt clammy and cold beneath the protagonist's limbs.

The protagonist swallowed. They tried to stop squirming. There were no comfortable positions.

The love of their life hissed between their teeth with irritation, and if the protagonist could see properly, they were sure that a terrifying and wrathful and gorgeous glare would be pointed in their direction.

"I'm sorry," the protagonist said. For the squirming, sure, but mostly for everything else. For somehow getting them into this mess. For being the last idiot that the love of their short life would ever see. For not knowing how to save either of them.

"You should stop talking and conserve your air."

"You should stop talking and conserve your air," the protagonist mumbled. They closed their eyes. They tried not to panic. The panic closed in on them on every side, just like the too close suffocating padded walls, and the steady weight of six or so feet of packed soil crushing them on all sides.

"Someone's going to rescue us," the love of their life said. "Your friends - someone - will figure out where we are."

"Coffin. My first guess too."

"They'll get us out." The growl in their friend's voice was almost inhuman. Quite impressive.

The protagonist bit down hard on their lip, and the rather unhelpful response of 'before or after we die from the lack of oxygen? Because, you know, I read that people can survive five hours locked in a coffin. Tops. If they're not hyperventilating. But who's hyperventilating! I'm not hyperventilating! Are you?'

Their friend drew a sharp breath. Then they squirmed, hypocritically, before managing to place cool hands on either side of the protagonist's whirling brain.

"Easy," they murmured, abruptly far more gentle. "You're okay. You're going to be okay. I'm not - I won't let anything bad happen to you."

The protagonist felt tears prick the corners of their eyes. Absurd.

One of their friend’s thumbs grazed over their lip, wiping away the bead of blood there.

"Match your breathing to mine," their friend murmured, voice a little hoarse and trying-to-keep-it-together. "Concentrate on me."

The protagonist did their best. Their friend breathed very slowly, admirably calm really, given the circumstances.

"I won't hurt you," their friend said. "I love you. I won't."

"It's not you I'm worried about. Wait - you love me?"

It was impossible to see the love of their life's face, and really, a coffin was the worst place for a confession. Because the protagonist would very much have liked to have seen their face. At least if they were hanging over a lava pit, the protagonist would have been able to see their face, and make a judgment on if they meant that platonically or romantically.

God. They hated their brain.

Their friend didn't say anything and the silence was surely almost as agonising as dying. Almost. They brushed a tear away from the protagonist's cheek, feather-light.

"More than anything," their friend said. "Now shut. up. Please. And please, please, stop moving."

The protagonist shut up. Somehow. They rested their head against their friend's chest, letting the knowledge of that confession fill them with warmth, or try to.

At least they were dying in a coffin with someone they loved. Who loved them back. Someone's whose heart was so...

The protagonist stopped. It was a trick. A mistake. Something. But it felt, beneath their ear, like their friend's heart wasn't beating. Actually, when the protagonist really thought about it, now that their breathing was more or less steady, even in the squashed space they couldn't hear their friend's breathing at all. They couldn't feel it against their cheek and...

They didn't think the love of their life had always been so cold.

"Why." The protagonist resisted the urge to shift again. "Why do you think you're going to hurt me? Worst you're going to do is elbow me in the face?"

Their friend was silent a second time.

"Right?" The protagonist pressed.

"Someone will find us. They'll get us out. It's not a problem. It won't be a problem."

"What...what won't be a problem?" But the protagonist, with a dreadful twist in their stomach, knew. It should have been obvious, maybe, in the last twenty four hours.

The stomach bug. The dark glasses. The cringing from the sunlight.

"I won't hurt you." A mantra. Not a reassurance; a mantra, a plea. "I love you. I won't hurt you. You're going to be fine."

Five hours, suddenly, seemed like a lifetime.

The coffin was luxurious, as far as coffins went. Excellent quality. Top notch.

Nothing else, after all, would keep in a newly turned and starving vampire locked up.

"Shit," the protagonist whispered.

And that about summed up their current predicament.

#vampires #story #writing #I am currently reading the short story anthology Vampires Never Get Old: Tales with Fresh Bite. I'm having a good time #my story was partially inspired by Heidi Heilig's short story 'The Boy and the Bell' #and her interesting use of the old Victorian tradition of fitting coffins with bells in case someone was buried alive. Onwards. #Also Interview with the vampire is great. Coffin sharing for the win. #i don't know man I'm just thinking about coffins now #hence this story #Anyway. Love a vampire in all the seasons. #love a vampire enternally #short story

[smelly-fozzy]

Enternals is the best thing to come out of the MCU. No I will not be taking criticism.

#mcu #enternals #enternals my beloved

[star-containment]

don’t listen to him! there’s no such thing!

#too many books?? #literally not possible #if i had all of enternity to spend doing whatever i wanted #i’d have read all the books too #anthony j crowley #gomens #good omens #david tennant #good omens 2 #neil gaiman #aziraphale #michael sheen #ineffable husbands #aziracrow #gomens 1941

[randombook4idk]

i'm not saying that they got my attention and heart

but i am saying that they have my attention and heart

#unicorn warriors eternal #uwe #lao xi sheng #unicorn warriors enternal spoilers #clarice leydoux

[geekgirles]

Believe it or not, the narrative foreshadowed Edred and Winston were meant to be parallel characters of each other early on, even before Edred was properly introduced.

So far we've seen many instances where Edred could be very petty while, for the most part, Winston only deviates from his usual committed and gentlemanly persona when Edred pushes their romantic rivalry on him.

However, it's worth noting that Winston's inherent pettiness has always been there, instead of something he developed under stressful circumstances. Namely, as soon as the second episode, where we learned through a flashback he was glad Alfie's school, an orphanage, was going to shut down.

While it's understandable being miffed at losing because the opposing team didn't play fair, wishing a group of orphaned kids lose their only home over it is going too far.

So yeah, regardless of their rivalry, both Winston and Edred are equally petty people. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.

#unicorn: warriors eternal #unicorn warriors eternal #unicorn warriors enternal spoilers #uwe #uwe spoilers #uwe analysis #winston #edred #edred the warrior elf #emma fairfax #melinda #melinda the sorceress #emmelyn #alfie #seng #seng the cosmic monk #genndy tartakovsky #adult swim #toonami

[ecto-stone]

:)

#hachi doodle #my life is an enternal #oh this pose look nice and normal #draw vlad into it #Look down #ah fuck