#Kro

[texaschainsawmascara]

Bill Skarsgård, WWD magazine ‘19

#bill skarsgård #bill skarsgard #the crow #eric draven #nosferatu #count orlok #barbarian #john wick 4 #marquis vincent de gramont #vincent de gramont #it #pennywise #hemlock grove #roman godfrey #castle rock #atomic blonde #divergent #eternals #kro #axel cluney

[fhtagn-and-tentacles]

ETERNALS: EARLY KRO DESIGNS

by Jerad Marantz

#fhtagn #tentacles #jerad marantz #eternals #kro #concept art #chara design #creature #monster #horror #mcu #marvel studios #deviants #fhtagnnn

[iamthecomet]

Com- if you’re still taking requests and should feel so inclined a lil rain Aether comfort for your fellow unholy trinitier? Love you Kay bye smooch

Anything for you, Kro. ♥

Something's up with Rain. Admittedly the water ghoul has had a harder time adjusting to life topside than any of the others. He's always been a little shy, reserved, distant. Aether tries to involve him in more things. To make it clear that he is welcome, that they want him here. But Rain always keeps his distance. He stays on the outside of ghoul piles, always in a position that means he can slip away in the middle of the night. On movie nights he sits on the floor next to Mountain, close enough to touch but not actually doing it. He curls into himself instead knees draw up to his chest, chin pressed to his kneecaps as he fixes his eyes on the screen and doesn't look at anyone else. But today is different--worse. Aether doesn't want to seem weird. He watches all of them like this. He can feel them all, his power connecting him back to the world and his pack. Despite Rain's self-imposed distance, he lives in Aether's chest, connected.

So, Aether knows when it's normal and when it isn't. Today, isn't normal. The usual calm ebb of Rain's existence feels tense, roiling, a deep sea thunderstorm.

Rain doesn't finish his tea at breakfast, or his food. He takes two bites of his lunch.

He misses every single one of his marks during rehersal in what seems less like forgetfulness and more like non-compliance. He plants himself halfway up the steps between the keyboards and the drum kit and stays there. He plays flawlessly. But he doesn't move. He doesn't look at anyone. Aether thinks about going over to stand near him, to check on him, but he watches as Dew tries to do the same thing. Aether hears the growl Rain emits from where he stands. Dew snarls back, but doesn't get any closer. And Aether doesn't push. Not yet, not here. Not in a room full of expensive equipment. Sister will have him sent back to the pit if he's the reason Rain floods the room and fries everything.

He lets it simmer. The whirling that is Rain in his chest, turns into a maelstrom. Rain doesn't say a word at dinner, he pushes his food around. He pushes his chair back just as Cumulus starts talking about the movie they're going to watch tonight, and leaves. Not bothering to look at any of them as he does. The table descends into silence.

"Does anyone know what that's about?" Aether asks. There's pain now, where Rain resides in his body. It's a dull ache, insistent. Aether looks around the table, at a series of worried faces. But no one has an answer. Even Mountain, who is usually privy to more of the water ghoul's thoughts than anyone else just shrugs. "He was fine yesterday," Dew says unhelpfully. Aether pushes his plate away. "Don't wait for me for the movie."

He goes to Rain's room first. He gets no response when he knocks. The door is unlocked when he tries it, and the room is empty. Rain's boots and coat are gone. Aether leaves the Abbey. He finds Rain at the lake. He's sitting cross-legged on the edge of the dark. Moonlight casts over his form, catching in his dark curls. Aether half expects Rain to get up and bolt as soon as he knows he's there, but he doesn't. He doesn't move at all except for his body to sag down, shoulders curling into each other as Aether gets closer.

"Rainy--"

"You don't have to do this," Rain cuts him off. His voice is flat, cold. Aether sits down next to him, their knees bumping as he does. "Do you want to talk about it?" "There's nothing to talk about." Aether looks over at him. Rain's eyes are fixed on the lake, on the reflection of the moon on its glassy surface. "I can feel it, you know." "Feel what?" Rain asks, his voice is dull like he's asking out of duty, not because he actually wants to know. "You. All of you actually. Right here," Aether rubs his chest absently like if he presses hard enough he will feel them branded into his skin. "So, I know you're lying." Rain huffs out something that could almost be a laugh, there's cynicism in it. He still doesn't look over. "I don't belong here." The words send a shock of pain through Aether's chest, like just saying them is splitting Rain open. He believes them, wholeheartedly. Aether reaches for him and then stops, unsure if that's going to help or make it worse. "You do." "You don't have to come out here and talk to me out of pity you know? I know it's all a lie. You just put up with me, all of you, because you have to. You can tell me the truth." Aether does touch him then, reaching out to put his hand on Rain's knee. He half expects Rain to pull away. He doesn't. But Aether can feel how cold he is under his hand. He can feel how hard Rain is shaking. "Rainy, we love you." Rain scoffs. "You don't have to do this to make yourself feel better, Aeth. It's fine. I can handle it."

"Look at me."

Rain turns his head to face Aether, it's slow. Aether immediately realizes why when he sees the unspilled tears in Rain's eyes.

"It would be better if you stopped pretending you wanted me--"

"We do want you," Aether squeezes Rain's knee. He puts his other hand on Rain's cheek. Rain closes his eyes. Aether can feel the way he fights against leaning into it. His heart breaks a little more. "You do belong here. We love you. You're part of our pack. You're one of us, Rain. You always have been."

"I suck at it. I don't know how to--I can't do what you all do with each other. I can't fall asleep watching movies curled up in between you all. It's not--my thing."

"That isn't a pre-requisite for us to love you. No one cares about that. Give me your hand." Aether takes his hand from Rain's leg and holds it palm up.

Rain hesitates, but listens, sliding his hand into Aether's. Aether brings them both up to his chest. He places them right over the place Aether feels Rain the strongest. Directly in the center of his chest. Aether focuses on it. He tugs on the strings that attach him to Rain. T

He doesn't have the words to make him feel better, to make him believe that he belongs here. That Aether loves him with every fiber of his existence. Rain is a part of the universe that is Aether, and the easiest way to prove that is to show him. Aether closes his eyes. He grips Rain's hand a little harder. He latches onto the power in Rain's body, and he pulls.

Rain gasps, lurching forward as if Aether pulled on him physically. And then, he goes silent. Aether knows he can feel it--that he can feel all of them, wrapped through his body like lifelines. A circuit. A solar system. "I'm...Aeth...that's--"

"I would never lie to you, Water Lily," Aether whispers.

Rains tips further forward. His forehead bumps into Aether's. All Aether can smell is petrichor. All he can feel is Rain. He opens his eyes to meet cerulean blue eyes, searching his. Rain's hand flexes over his chest. "It's so much," Rain breathes. The churning in Aether's chest has calmed, less frantic. Close like this, connected, Aether can feel Rain's awe, the shock. Aether tugs on the connection a little more, just to try to open it up a little. Rain lets him--either because he wants to know more or because he's too stunned to resist. "I don't know how much of them you can feel," Aether whispers into the small space between them. "But I can give you this, just so you're sure." It's easy to funnel a piece of himself into Rain. It's the same muscles he flexes for healing. Rain's hand grips tight at his shirt when he does it. His eyes go wide.

"Is that...you?" "Yes. So you'll know what I feel, for you. You don't ever have to doubt that I love you. That I want you. That you belong here. Magic doesn't lie."

Rain sags into him, forehead slipping off of Aethers to thump down onto his shoulder. Aether cuts the connection, and he drags Rain into his arms. Stroking one hand up into his hair, dragging through the curls as Rain shudders against him.

Aether knows it's a lot, maybe too much. Forcing that connection, shoving himself into Rain's chest like he wanted to make a home there, it's an overstep. But it was easier than trying to talk through it. Dew carries a piece of him too, from a night just like this. Aether would give himself to all of them if he could--just so they could experience one-eighth of what he does. So they could feel the strength of their bond, the permanence of it.

Rain clings to him like Aether's a liferaft. "I can still feel you." Rain rubs absently at his chest, his voice breathless against Aether's neck. Aether nods. "Now you'll never have to doubt it again."

#comet writes #ficlet #kro #request #aether x rain #comfort #but also a little angst #ghost fan fiction #rain ghoul #aether ghoul #ghost fan fic #ghost fic #nameless ghoul fan fiction #unedited #it's so long #developing headcanons through ficlets #magic use #hand wavy quintessence powers

[browsethestacks]

Deviants

The Official Handbook Of The Marvel Universe #03 (1983)

Art by Mike Mignola

#Comics #Marvel Comics #Deviants #Official Handbook Of The Marvel Universe #Mike Mignola #Art #Marvel #Jack Kirby #Kro #Ransack #Toro Rojo #Tode #1983 #1980s #80s

[merrymarvelite]

Cover of the Day: Eternals #8 (February, 1977) Art by Jack Kirby

#Marvel #Comics #Eternals #Deviants #Kro #Thena

[karenxmenfan]

Color Wheel Challenge - PINK: Deviant Warlord Kro from Eternals

#color wheel challenge #kro #eternals #marvel #jack kirby #esad ribić

[gamat3000]

#berlin #graffiti #berlingraffiti #ksu #deo #kro

[floralcavern]

Giggling my ass off

#Rooftops and Roomates #Webtoon #Callias #Kro

[harigittan]

drew the mysterious unnamed bird in a collab (update the birds name might be kro) (oc underneath is @/twptwp's

#ratatan #kro ratatan #kro

[eternalowl]

A small compilation of Eternals memes

#eternals #thena #gilgamesh #Kingo #makkari #Phastos #Druig #Sprite #tiamut #Kro #Eternals memes #Sersi #Ikaris #Ajak

[chernobog13]

Jack Kirby’s Eternals by Alex Ross.

#Eternals #Makkari #Thena #Ikaris #Sersi #Margo Damian #Kro #Uni-Mind #Deviants #Karkas #Ransack the Reject #Brother Tode #Marvel Comics #Jack Kirby #Alex Ross

[why-i-love-comics]

A.X.E.: Judgment Day #3 (2022)

written by Kieron Gillen art by Valerio Schiti & Marte Gracia

#kro #cyclops #scott summers #marvel #wednesday spoilers #spoilers #comic spoilers

[iamthecomet]

Princess Mountain 2k23

But make him sloppy, Com. Sloppy princess in a pretty flower crown.

This is all your fault. Credit for the earth magic idea goes entirely to @kroas-adtam.

He's having a hell of a time figuring out whose hands are where. He thinks Dew's still kneeling between his legs, the hands on his thighs are warmer than usual, dry, as they stroke up over the muscle and squeeze. And judging by the taste of clove cigarettes, the fingers petting over his tongue, belong to Swiss. He could open his eyes and make sure, but god they feel so heavy. His head has gone hazy and soft. There's cum slicked in the crease of his hip that he's pretty sure is his own, he can feel it drying in the hair on his belly too. He drifts under their gentle touch until Dew's hands--they have to be Dew's--slip higher. He feels the press of two fingers as they slip easily into him. Mountain's eyes snap open. Dew's on his belly between Mountain's spread thighs. His movements are languid as he shifts. And it takes Mountain a second to realize what he's doing. He's--oh--he's dragging his fingers through the cum that's leaked from inside of him and is pushing it back in. Mountain shudders with it. Dew's eyes are glued to his own fingers. Mountain comes back online. He pulls his head away from Swiss' fingers with a slick noise. His lips slick with drool. Swiss drags those wet fingers down Mountain's throat, over his collarbone, and down to circle one of Mountain's nipples. He's sensitive, impossibly so. He feels his cock give a feeble twitch, exhausted, just like the rest of him. "Wasn't Aeth here?" "He went to get his princess some water," Swiss says. Mountain feels his face heat. Some part of him wants to hide from this. But what's the point. He's spread open, leaking cum on Swiss' comforter, with two of Dew's fingers in his ass, pressing in lazily. "You always make such a mess," Dew whispers, there's very little of his usual teasing in it, it's almost reverent. And despite the fact that the mess Dew's playing in isn't technically Mountain's, it gets the reaction Dew wants anyway. Mountain's stomach clenching, another kick to his suddenly re-hardening cock. Dew bites softly at the inside of Mountain's thighs as he swirls his finger through the mix of his, and Swiss, and Aether's spend dripping from Mountain's abused hole. "You want more already, huh?" Swiss asks, he cards his free hand through Mountain's hair, brushing his fingers around the base of one of his horns. "Three of us not enough for you? Maybe we should call Rain? The girls? Get everyone to treat you real good? You can just lay back and take it." Mountain hisses. If anyone asks, he'll tell them it was because of the way Dew's teeth are digging a mark into his thigh, and not from Swiss' words. It will be a lie. The door opens softly. Aether slides into the room, bottles of water in his arms.

"Are you back with us, princess?" Aether purrs as he sits the side of the bed opposite Swiss. He runs his cool fingers over Mountain's ribcage. Mountain nods, "yeah." "So fucking pretty, isn't he, Aeth?" Swiss' voice is a whisper. It's tinged with uncharacteristic awe. "Gorgeous," Aether murmurs in the same tone, he holds Mountain's gaze. Mountain wants to look away, the shame burning in his gut right along side his arousal makes him want to bury his face in Aether's chest and never come out. He doesn't. He focuses on the feeling of Dew's fingers still sliding in and out gently. Of the press of his sharp teeth to a new spot on Mountain's thigh. Decidedly physical sensations that take his mind away from-- "...don't you, princess?" Aether asks him. Mountain swallows, he missed the lead in to the question, he has no idea what Aether's asking him. Aether just smiles at him as Mountain flounders. "I said," he starts again, "You take it all so well. Don't you, princess?" "I--yes?" Swiss chuckles, he leans close, running his nose up along the side of Mountain's face. "You do," Swiss confirms, "so fucking good for us." Dew hums in agreement, dragging his teeth and tongue away from Mountain's thigh. "Should take a picture of him like this, Aeth. Show him just how pretty he is." The heat rises higher in his face. Mountain starts to slip again under the gentle press of their hands.

Dew's being distracting now, his fingers reaching deeper to curl upwards. He's hard against his hip, pulsing in time with Dew's strokes.

He sinks into their words, their touches. Suddenly, he's bombarded with the smell of wildflowers. His eyes snap open, and he moves to sit. He's so rarely loses control of his magic around others. But he can feel it now, the ebb of it in his veins. He knows what happened, knows he's sprouted flowers in his hair, circling his horns, and probably around the perimeter of his head.

Swiss barks out a shocked laugh. He strokes his fingers through Mountain's hair, around the base of his horn. Mountain feels a small tug. And then Swiss is spinning a vibrant blue flower in front of Mountains eyes. "Look at you now," Swiss grins, "gave yourself a crown and everything. I guess you really are a princess." Mountain whines. Humiliation tugs at his gut. Dew's fingers pause, shoved deep inside of him. Aether puts a hand on his chest and pushes him softly back down to the bed. "It's ok, princess," Aether says softly. He cups Mountain's jaw in his hand. He strokes his thumb over Mountain's lips and he immediately parts them, letting Aether press in just enough to bump into his teeth. "Just lay back and let us take care of you."

#comet writes #princess mountain #kro #ficlet #sloppy flower princess mountain #mountain x aether x swiss x dewdrop #mountain ghoul #ghost fan fic #ghost fan fiction #the band ghost fan fiction #nameless ghouls fan fiction #he's sloppy all right #is this what you wanted kro #written in a fever dream #and not even close to edited

[mik-arts]

I have a feeling Kro gives good hugs

#i love their friendship with my whole heart #dnd #ttrpg #dungeons and dragons #dnd pc #npc #kro #flora #honestly can *I* romance kro #and she needs one rn lmao #her best friend got lost in the feywild and ended up in her hometown #bad. she's now in jail #and we not only have to find her but break her out #and this friend has been like her lifeline so flora is doing very not okay rn lmao

[merrymarvelite]

Cover of the Day: Eternals #2 (August, 1976) Art by Jack Kirby and John Verpoorten

#Marvel #Comics #Eternals #Ikaris #Deviants #Kro #Margo Damien #Daniel Damien

[marvelousmrm]

Eternals #6 (Kirby, Dec 1976). The Deviants and the Eternals strike a truce to announce themselves to the world…!

#marvel #marvel 616 #the eternals #ikaris #sersi #thena #makkari #kro #jack kirby