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trek-tracks · 2 months
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My theory on how it went down
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hanelizabeth · 26 days
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Acorn ~ Immortality 🌞
- a recreation of Magnus Bane’s flower card -
characters by @cassandraclare 🤍
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Mini Prompt
"It's me or him, Bruce!" Jason screamed, green covering his vision as he held a gun to the Joker's head.
"Pull the trigger."
"What?!"
Batman Bruce His Dad simply tilted his head, voice quiet, emotionless almost.
"I have decapitated that thing no less than three times for what he did to you. Pull the trigger."
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aphroditestummyrolls · 7 months
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Whenever it’s mentioned that Wylan and Jesper will age at different rates/their lifespans will different, suddenly I cannot read. I have no clue what you’re talking about. This is a type of angst that I have 0.001% interest in, and I’ve decided that Wylan, due to some magical accident in their mid twenties, somehow achieves grisha-level aging and invulnerability. Peace and love on planet earth.
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I cant describe how comforted I am by the fact that Dana confirmed that King and Collector will have each other when they grow older 😭😭 I remember when edge of the world aired and I realized that King would outlive his family and I was so sad about it. And then The Collector’s character was fully introduced and I was like “Yes. Yes. This duo will become the best of besties and their bond will transcend through space and time itself.” And then we learned abt The Collector’s past and I was like, “Oh my god they have each other.”
And having Dana basically confirm that hope has brought me internal peace
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i-lavabean · 3 months
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Okay I'm gonna go cry now bye
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fg083nrt · 14 days
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Here are some excerpts from Naruto's official website, Hidan's birthday column.
He even appears to enjoy the pain caused by the curse ritual, which most would be unable to bear. Perhaps this is due to the delight he takes in paying tribute to Jashin...
No comment.
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The teachings of the Way of Jashin are a core part of Hidan's identity, and a conviction he must stay true to despite his enemies and his own partner, Kakuzu.
Something, something 'lead us not into temptation', something, something.
“The worst temper in thd Akatsuki!?”
Can’t believe Kakuzu’s shitty temper is mellow compared to Hidan. Adorable.
It's not only ideologically that Hidan defies social norms.
Oh, I'm sure.
His talkativeness and quick retorts give his personality a lightheartedness that contrasts with his bloodthirst in a uniquely charming way.
It's true! He's like a cute, violent cat that shows you its tummy every now and then.
However, when his blood is up, he completely loses his cool, and this seems to be more pronounced with every curse ritual he performs. Maybe his excitement affects his ability to reason?
Religious ecstasy is real within him.
Despite his rough and fearsome nature, there may be a kind of purity to be found in Hidan's sincere devotion.
⛓️🩸⚔️✨😇✨🔪🩸⛓️
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stealingyourbones · 1 year
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Danny gets summoned by [Insert DC character here] and they ask for immortality. And while Danny might look like a giant regal ancient-looking king with a cape made of the fabric of reality and a body made of space, he is still a teenager, so he accepts.
[Insert DC character here] is about to offer there soul or firstborn child, but Danny stops them and instead picks up a random snail, whispers some ancient, unbreakable magic on the snail, and tells [Insert DC character here] that the snail is immortal, always knows where they are, will always follow the quickest past to you, and if it touches them, they will instantly die. Danny puts the snail on the ground and vanishes, leaving them to there fate.
this is a glorious crack fic idea. I. I am in awe
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fours-writings · 4 months
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more immortal y/n thoughts except it’s basically a direct continuation of my last post
Cw for mentions of blood and bones breaking (whoops sun accidentally breaks your back and not in the sexy way)
it’s a miracle you and moon managed to clean the remaining evidence of his earlier… “fit,” before it began to stain.
you dutifully helped the poor stunned animatronic clean himself as he refused to say another word after his last half-spoken question. his fingers twitched every time you ran the rag over his joints, clenching and unclenching, as if reliving just how easily your neck snapped underneath his gripped.
you didn’t force him to speak. he seemed frazzled as is, and you knew nothing you said would help. even after all this time, you still weren’t the best at comforting people.
however, even as you managed to clean the last visible bit with the rag soaked in bleach that stung your skin and nostrils lightly with each passing second you held it, moon didn’t seem too keen on leaving you just yet.
you expected more questions. horrified looks. guilt.
instead, he looked at you like a blessing straight from the lord.
you knew what moon looked like when he was excited. you observed everything around you almost as much as a machine like he was. mostly a habit stemmed from years of boredom and paranoia.
it was hard to tell whether you wanted to treat it like a fresh breath of air, or wanted to be offended by the fact of it.
you made no comment as you simply returned to the employee’s lounge— entirely empty, considering the lack of human staff in this place and even less of them voluntarily taking night shift for a multitude of reasons —to change into your spare clothes.
moon silently followed, lingering outside the door while you changed, and trailing behind you as you continued your night shift as if nothing happened. you trusted moon would scrub the footage of what just happened, if any of the cameras there were even on.
the next day, you chose to take over a coworker’s shift looking over the daycare. they gratefully let you, muttering something about the daycare attendant being freaky that you knew not to react to.
as you walked in around ten minutes before the daycare closed, you were greeted by a completely clueless sun bounding over to his favorite adult in the pizzaplex.
it was clear that moon had kept last night’s events a secret from his counterpart, and you were thankful for that. while you were fully prepared to give sun some half-assed explanation and comfort, it was obviously much more preferable to just not have to do any of that.
the day was slow compared to what you’ve heard happens in the daycare. only a couple children say hello to you, and the rest are occupied by sun’s usual entertaining antics. the animatronic even tries to tempt you into joining a couple games, to which you stubbornly deny each offer, much to his dismay.
as you dutifully watch him do his job, your eyes probably not blinking as you zone out a little, you notice something strange.
a little speck of something right on the rim of his little tutu.
specifically glowing a soft gold.
hm. so you didn’t do as good a job as you thought you did.
there was a pang of shame that you automatically stamped out with ease. didn’t matter. it wouldn’t stand out against his normal color scheme, and would probably go away in a few days. maybe a week at most.
the thought leaves your mind as quickly as it came to it, and you spend the rest of your day staring into space as the daycare attendant herds all the children around like hyperactive sheep.
eventually, your shift comes to a close as the daycare does as well.
you make no moves to leave, though, seeing as your next night shift starts in about an hour or so.
sun’s quick to run over to you as soon as the last child is gone, kneeling to your height in front of the desk like a dog eager for praise.
he babbles on about how the children were so nice today and he even got a few new pictures from the kiddos— apparently one was a liiiiiittle disturbing, but he didn’t mind because it was from his little superstars! —and that he just wanted to talk to you a little before he started cleaning up.
at one point, he asked for a quick little hug, to which you, of course, complied.
you stood up, and before you could each register it, he’d scooped you up and tugged you tight against his chest, arm wrapped around you like a vice.
during your earlier days here, he’d been very hesitant to hug you in fear of you getting mad or accidentally hurting you.
you reassured him you gave no fucks if he wanted to be touchy, and by now he took your word for it.
you barely noticed when his grip started to tighten, nor when pressure began to build up at the middle of your spine where his arms wrapped around your abdomen, and neither did sun.
however, you and him both noticed when his grip tightened a little too much, and a sickening snap rang out.
instantly he drops you, apologizing profusely and tentative pressing at your back for injuries, while you simply groan and hold your back as if it was just some simple back pain.
“No— nope, Sunny, it’s okay,” you reassured him, gently shooing away his hands, “you just popped my back a little, that’s all.”
a blatant lie. your back had visibly shifted a little, maybe a few segments dislocated or something. you definitely couldn’t turn on your spine at the moment.
“B-b-but it was so LOUD!” he protested in his usual worry.
“Yeah, my bones are loud,” you chuckled nonchalantly, “watch.”
your press your hands to where your spine had been shifted, some of the bone trying to poke through your skin. if you weren’t, well, you, you probably would be suffering quite the amount of agony and internal bleeding right now. but you were you.
carefully, you press against the upper half of your back, until another crack sounds out, and your spine is back together. you could already feel the internal wound healing beneath your flesh, warm and fuzzy like it had been reattaching your head to your neck.
“See?” you hum, doing a little spin in front of sun, “It’s all cool. You did nothing wrong.”
he clearly didn’t believe you, but you also knew he still thoroughly enjoyed the reassurance. his rays spun once over, and he let out a nervous chuckle.
“O-Oh, um, o-okay,” he reluctantly chirped back, “a-are you suuure you’re okay, though? You don’t, u-um, need a, like, a m-massage or anything..?”
you hold back a soft snicker as his fans start up in his flusteredness.
“I am fine, Sunshine,” you say with a slight smile, your grin widening as his fans speed up further. you walk over and pat him on the back, “now get to cleaning before the lights turn off.”
he immediately perks up at the mention of cleaning.
“OH— right, right, yes!!” he chirps, already sprinting back over to where the main mess of the daycare was, “Gotta clean up, clean up, clean up!”
as he goes on mumbling about how messy it was, you sit back down in your chair, waiting patiently for the clock to reach that fateful time.
the ache in your back had already faded, and so had the warmth. the chair beneath you leeched off what little heat you had, and you started to wish you’d bought that fluffy jacket you saw a few weeks ago.
you were looking forward to seeing moon, but at the same time not.
you didn’t know if his casual attitude from before was thanks to whatever was the robotic equivalent of adrenaline or was actually genuine, and you weren’t exactly looking forward to finding out.
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aleksanderscult · 2 months
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Darklina's first kiss
That meme that I posted made me wanna analyze their first awkward kiss.
Consider it a little gift for Valentine's day 💕
I'll quickly skip over their conversation with Baghra and their conversation with each other minus some important parts.
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The Darkling sees that even though her power has improved it's not enough to be used against the volcra.
Baghra has changed her tune apparently. All the other times she was alone with Alina she was saying: "Your power is not enough! Try again! Again!". Now she's like "No, I think it is enough. Give her an amplifier" out of an attempt to persuade the Darkling not to go after the Stag.
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Baghra brings out her usual toxic self and the Darkling alludes that he has often been verbally attacked by his mother.
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YES! STAND UP TO HER!!
Seeing a victim of abuse standing up to his abuser is so empowering.
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The Darkling tells Baghra to take her toxic ass and leave them the fuck alone.
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He sees how her powers have changed her physically and have given her health and vitality.
The Darkling when he saw Alina strong and healthy: "You look well😊"
Mal when he saw Alina strong and healthy: "You look well😒"
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The Darkling being a gentleman is one of the highlights of this book 👌
Alina is the one that breaks the silence and asks him about the Stag.
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He's trying to let her know that just because her powers aren't enough, that doesn't mean that she's worthless. And even admits that he cannot deal with the Fold himself. He's making an effort to make her feel less bad about herself.
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He's a fan of her humor 😭🥹👉👈
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Now he's even apologising for giving her false hope. He promised her the Stag and he can't find it.
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He even doubts himself and can't shake off the words Baghra had told him. Even though they disagree on almost everything, he seems to always keep her words in his mind.
Actually no Alina, Baghra is no good for Aleksander. She's just the person the lowers his confidence.
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THEY'RE TOO CUTE!! TOO ADORABLE!! IT'S ALMOST DISGUSTING!! 😭😭
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"The most random kiss doesn't ex...."
WHERE DID THAT COME FROM??
By the way, is that "flush" from the cold or from something else? 😌 Is it a blush? 😌
Never mind it's still cute regardless because we just witnessed a thousand year old creature unable to hide his crush anymore.
Also, I've seen people say that he kissed her because he wanted to distract her from asking questions about the Stag. It's true that Alina started this conversation but here the Darkling only asked her opinion. And it's apparent that he means it when he says that he cares to know about it because he did the same thing in RoW when he asked to see her and talk to her.
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How did I expect a truly manipulative person to react: *all confident, flirty, even smug about it*
How did the Darkling react: "Uhh...I....uhh...I think I left the stove on!! Gotta go!!"
How does it feel to catch feelings after centuries of withdrawal from them, Aleksander? 🙃
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Ivan decided to cockblock them because why not.
OR he took pity of him and said: "Gotta help him out of this".
Bros helping each other 🤝
Why did he smirk if he didn't notice that there is something wrong with his master? A girl having lost a beat in front of the Darkling is normal for him. But the Darkling himself having lost ten beats in front of a girl must be something entertaining for him indeed.😏
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The Darkling be like:
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"Pretend everything is okay, Aleksander. Just walk normally, talk normally and pretend like you don't have a flock of butterflies inside your stomach. Oh! I also need to remember to give Ivan a raise. He's a life saver".
So yeah I don't think it was actually a sneaky attempt of manipulation but our evil mastelord couldn't control his own feelings and let them act before his logic. Even powerful immortals get crushes and act all awkward with them apparently. Especially this one who has squashed his feelings down for centuries and he's surprised to find out that not only they still exist inside him but have also taken over him.
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whumpetywhump · 7 months
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Whumptober Day 12 (Alt) - Broken
Adamas - Ep. 14
Bulgasal: Immortal Souls - Ep. 6
Pipeline (2021)
Stranger 2 - Ep. 11
White Christmas - Ep. 7
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bookishlyvintage · 7 months
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unread book box stack of shame
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synonymroll648 · 3 months
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headcanon that as sophie ages, she gets more and more off-put by how she still looks twenty at some age past 40. the only wrinkles she has are smile lines and a barely-there crease between her eyebrows that never leaves. no gray hairs. it doesn’t feel like there’s any physical evidence of how much stress aged her too fast.
(maybe she dyes more grays into her hair to feel better about her reflection, the more time passes by. maybe, on bad days, she contours wrinkles into her skin with makeup. maybe the bad days get more frequent as she ages outside the human lifespan. maybe.)
#i feel like fitz and dex are the only friends of hers that really get it#since fitz understands more surrounding human cultures than most elves thanks to his firsthand experience in the search#and dex grew up with his mom’s romcoms#which would probably show some human perspectives on aging#and his mom explaining some things that didn’t quite make sense to Smol Dex#but i’ve always imagined sophie turning up on fitz’s doorstep in the middle of the night#with tears running down her face and saying she didn’t know who else to talk to about almost-immortality feeling so so so wrong as she#gets older. not necessarily just because he knows more about humanity than most of her group#but also because like. there’s some part of her that says ‘if he can help you through learning to be an elf at 12 maybe he can help you at#42 too’. and they’re cognates. and they’ve gotten old enough to set aside teenage grievances with one another#and i like the idea of them sitting on a couch together by lamplight and trying to navigate the cultural and personal differences#in how the two of them and humanity and the lost cities view mortality#and not really reaching a concrete conclusion. but rather. a conclusion that keeps the two of them sane until they reach triple digits.#and then they have the conversation again. and come up with a plan to stay sane in their triple digits. and the same thing pops up in their#thousands. idk man the whole thing screams trust down to the bone and that’s what they should have when the war is over#is there anything more Cognate than talking through wildly different fears surrounding the same thing that make both parties#super vulnerable??? down to how your minds work in the face - or lack of - death?#maybe so but i can’t think of them off top of my head#kotlc#sophie foster#kotlc headcanons#keeper of the lost cities
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sage-thetravler · 4 months
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Adding to the ‘Ivan knows the Darkling is immortal’ thingy:
Ivan has a map of where Aleksander has said he was during periods of time, all the pins have labels of the date attached to them. He’s getting increasingly confused because about five pins have the same date, two have different years but the exact same date in opposite spots (he things he mislabeled them), and half the places don’t (or didn’t) have civilization to his historical knowlage.
The Darkling moves and re-labels pins to his liking anytime ivan pisses him off. He finds it hilarious when Ivan stares at the board confused, or yells because of it.
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greensaplinggrace · 1 year
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one of my favorite domestic darkling headcanons is that he’d join the local old ladies’ knitting club and have a blast gossiping with them and causing untold chaos
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