#Eliza

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Raven Raven!!! Think about!! Ghost Marriage but if Skully was the ghost groom and he’s coming looking for a spouse 👁️ 👁️

Is this more Skullt cope—

He kisses the hands of every student and considers them all as candidates to be his spouse 💀 Opposite problem as Eliza, Skully cannot narrow down who he wants and ultimately decides to everyone can be his bestie 'til death do them part… (including Yuu, if you're into brain rotting over Skully that way lol)

aflhvuaevitutoqeblaeipof MAYBE SEBEK CAN BE THE COOL SSR SUITOR SUIT CARD THIS TIME... He'd look so cool, barreling into the venue to liberate Skully, giving a dramatic speech about love, and sending him fully into the afterlife... And let the vows the ones from Corpse Bride PLEEEEEASE OTL "With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine." AAAHAHAHAHAHHHHAHHHHHAHHAHhhHhHhHhHHHhHHHH and maybe instead of his spirit dissolving into butterflies, Skully becomes a cloud of wispy bats?? Truly the spirit of Halloween...

[joffyworld]

HHDHDHDHS ELIZAAAAA COOOOOKED

Their vibe

I love jokes about their height

[mistercakerz]

Summer is coming

[glasses-drunk]

oh my god this cute fuckin thing

[hihomeghere]

Dreams | Arthur Morgan/Reader

Word Count : 1.1k Summary : Arthur starts having dreams of starting a family with you Warnings/tags : Cursing, fluff, mention of infidelity, just Arthur being a sweet guy <3

He knows he shouldn’t feel like this. Shouldn’t be having these thoughts, because all they are just dreams. They’re never going to become a reality. Not when they’re constantly on the move, running from place to place. He sees the way it affects Jack, poor kid, not knowing what the hell is going on. And his daddy doesn’t exactly help him understand. 

He can’t even say he would be a better father, he wasn’t before. 

Hell you two ain’t even married yet, and he’s not that much of a fool. Not anymore. His regret for not marrying Eliza weighs heavily on him most days, even if he didn’t love her in that way. Now you on the other hand, he loves you more than anything. More than this stupid gang, more than life itself. He would happily lay down his life if he knew you would be happy, safe. 

When these thoughts enter his head, he can’t say. His days sort of blend together, making it hard to pinpoint. Although seeing you interact with Jack doesn’t help. 

You are so sweet, so motherly, hell you even mother the younger folks in the gang. Soft touches, kind words, but internally strong. You have all the qualities he finds attractive in a woman. Somehow you fell for him just as hard as he fell for you. 

But he ain’t a fool, he knows this ain’t the right time or place. So instead he writes down all these dreams in his journal, his safe place. The place where he can say anything without being judged. He dreams of little girls, he didn’t know how to interact with Isaac. Too afraid of being his own father. Girls seem less daunting, and a little you would be perfect. He already has one angel, what’s one more?

He comes up with the name while north of Brandywine Drop. The bright purple flowers caught his eye just off the trail.

Violet.

Violet Beatrice Morgan.

His heart sings, scribbling the name down in the margins of his journal. He finds himself writing VM in his journal, smiling foolishly to himself. It’s beautiful, his precious flower. 

It’s not like you meant to snoop. You were looking for Arthur, since he was nowhere to be found. You entered his tent, which in reality wasn’t much of a tent at all, finding his journal open. You walked over to it, looking over the worn page. There were the normal doodles he drew, along with his flowing hand writing. But one thing stood out to you, a pair of initials circled by hearts. VM.

You furrowed your brows, you couldn’t think of anyone you knew with the initials VM. Those definitely weren’t your initials either. 

With your curiosity peaked you flipped through a couple more pages. VM was written everywhere, along with those damn little hearts. 

You felt that little green monster grow inside you the further you looked into his journal. Biting your cheek so hard you could taste blood. It did nothing to quench the fire inside of you. 

“Darlin?” Arthur called walking into the so-called tent. You dropped the journal back onto the table, turning to face him. “There you are.” He grinned walking towards you.

“Here I am.” You said forcing a smile.

“Hosea said you were looking for me.” He said softly, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, "Anything you need?”

“Must have forgot.” You said with a noncommittal shrug, “I ought to get back to work.” You nod walking past him. Arthur furrowed his brow at your attitude. Did he say something to offend you?

Then his eyes fall onto his open journal. His stomach drops at the sight. Jesus, you saw. You saw all of it. You were probably thinking the worst, seeing the initial surrounded by hearts. How was he gonna fix this?

You stomped off to the edge of camp, trying to wrack your brain as to who this VM could be. And why was Arthur drawing hearts beside the initials? Maybe you had this all wrong, Arthur would never do anything to hurt you. He was a good man, a man you could trust. Wasn't he?

“Y/n!” He called trailing behind you, a crestfallen expression on his face. You stopped at the tree lining, biting your lip as you turned to face him. “I can explain.”

“I’m sure you can.” You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I-“ He sighed looking down, pinching the bridge of his nose as he let out a low curse. 

“Who is she?” You asked clenching your jaw. He furrowed his brows looking up at you.

“What?” He asked, his hands settling on his hips.

“VM, the girl you keep drawing hearts around. Who is she?” You were blunt, something he loved so much. Always telling it like it is, never leaving him to guess your feelings. A small smile spread on his face, which only made you more mad. “Seriously, you think this is funny?” You hissed, taking a step towards him. Arthur only had one choice, to tell you the truth. 

“Violet.” He said softly, reaching for you. “Violet Morgan.” You let him wrap his hand around your forearm, pulling you close to his chest.

“Who is Violet Morgan?” You asked, swallowing thickly. He sighed, looking off to the side, wetting his lips.

“She’s uh-“ He shook his head, a nervous smile on his lips. “She’s not exactly real, not yet at least.” He said. 

You shook your head, brows knitted together, “Not real? The hell you mean, not real?”

“I-“ He rubbed the back of his neck looking down, “It’s uh- shit.”

“Spit it out Morgan.” You huff throwing your arms up. 

“I thought of a name,” He explained, “A name for a girl if we- if we have one some day.” He said with a shrug, his cheeks flushed, almost as though he had been in a scuffle. 

Oh.

If we have one some day. 

“Oh Arthur.” You said softly, a smile spreading across your face. Feeling suddenly very foolish for doubting your man. “That's so sweet.” You took a step forward, tilting his face up to look at you. 

“Yeah?” He asked, looping his fingers in his gun belt. 

“Yeah.” You repeated, nodding. “Jesus you had me scared you were gonna tell me you found someone else.” You chuckled, shaking your head.

“Never. There ain’t no one else in this goddamn world that could replace you.” He said his hand reached up to cup your face. “You’re uh- you’re it for me darlin.” His bright blue eyes peered into yours, love and affection pouring out in his expression. 

“When we have our girl.” You said brushing away a stray strand of honey brown hair, “Violet will be a perfect name.” He grinned, wrapping a hand around your waist.

“Guess it’s settled then.” He said as he leaned down to press his lips against yours.

[badeyesightdog]

[valtsv]

eliza moodboard

[kujikawaiiart]

hit that like NOW

[deadmans-artcoffin101]

Low-key very tired rn (it's 2 am) but you gotta here me out on the similarities with Eliza Skullgirls and King candy

Not gonna go too much into a tangent about how these two are similar but yaknow, gotta spread my ideas. Would highly suggest you watch Eliza's story mode, but in summary, Eliza is a power hungry thousand year old parasite who feasts on blood drive donations. She's a never aging diva, being a talented singer in the public, but a very nefarious being. She's not afraid to kill people if they get in her way, nor is she afraid to imprison people. Multiple times she's revealed who she actually was, but mainly to other actually good parasites. In the end, she finally reveals herself to the public at large, presenting herself as a new ruler for a new era... Now you can't tell me some of this doesn't match with KC? Him being a parasite (by definition), hiding his actual form, attempted to kill multiple people who get in his way and presenting himself as ruler for a kingdom? They sound like they could be good friends... Though Eliza would definitely try to drain candy of his blood if he were to ever got on her nerves

[a13xaandra]

Hi chat. I’ve haven’t been on tumblr for a while, sorry. Anyway here’s Eliza jsjsjsjs

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

500 years

AYO, I JUST REALIZED

Eliza the Ghost Bride died ~500 years ago in an incident in which her castle was betrayed and besieged by a hostile neighboring country; her servants were not able to help her get out alive.

Lilia received his invitation to NRC ~500 years ago too. At the time, he was still serving as a general in Briar Valley and (presumably) was helping to fend off the invading humans in his country; this must have been before Raverne went missing, as Lilia notes that his friend kept the acceptance letter safe for him all these years.

So… maybe… just maybe… Eliza’s country was one of the places invaded by other humans to plunder for resources, like how the Silver Owl alliance came together to take resources from Briar Country and how (later on) the Land of Swords (which I presume was mostly humans) fell to war. And she got caught up in it… and died along with all her servants 😔

I have no other evidence, I just thought it was such a coincidence that these times matched up—

[halpheltsgallery]

Two technicolor deviants caught causing a stir in venice beach

[mistercakerz]

OC doodles part 323940238403

[skelecentral]

Part 1

[dangerousbride]

Eliza 🥀✨ || (Extra)

[lovebeatriceplz]

My toxic trait is confidently believing that i can sing all the parts in non - stop, simultaneously, by myself.