#ender lilies

[whataterriblethingscommasdrawing]

Found my old WIP for ender lillies

[suagrin]

「　Ender Lilies x BNHA crossover　」

When I started playing EL, it was love at first sight. I put Tomura and Deku in this setting, and a couple of months later I accidentally made a design for Dabi and Himiko. Then I thought about their skills... So here we are. Still like what came out.

First concepts or kind of.

Bonus?

[hexunart]

Obsessed with Ender Lilies again ---- bsky: https://bsky.app/profile/hexun.bsky.social

[sleepyminty]

2D metroidvania games today belike,

You, a little guy ,with cloak, a sword VS

some deadly diseases, fucked-up gods, guilt of dead siblings, the apocalypse, ruined worlds, a down bad dude who u need to get a restraining order, horror somehow in your comprehension, ruin worlds, death-flags buddies, the sins of the father and the damnation of your narrative (you either dead or worse)

[kinginthemask]

🪷

[calcinedmeat]

executioner

[jiamthree]

Ender Magnolia was a good time. Very aesthetic. Highly recommend for Metroidvania fans.

[ottisbuns]

I think my favorite flavor of protagonist is "The world is soso big and soso scary, and I am small and much MUCH scarier."

[superchat]

isnt she cool?

[rukafais]

NO FUCKING WAY ANOTHER ENDER LILIES GAME

[fire-bay]

"Time it took us To where the water was That's what the water gave me And time goes quicker Between the two of us But oh my love, don't forsake me Take what the water gave me" (What the Water Gave Me; Song by Florence + the Machine)

[silver-the-pendejo]

Stained by the Rain

Platonic Lily!Reader x Warriors (Linked Universe) Reader uses She/Her pronouns and is 13 years old Words: 1052 Based on the videogame Ender Lilies

Y/N knew something was wrong when she found a new bench in a deserted room in the catacombs, the last time she was in there, the room was infested with blighted monsters that kept coming no matter how many times Siegrid, Silva, and Ferin killed them. She sent a glance toward her spirits, noticing how the ones that were out looked worried, which she could understand considering the situation they were in. Deciding to take a break before continuing towards the next room, Y/N sat down on the bench in the middle of the room, playing with her necklace, trying to calm herself. She could feel something evil coming from a room nearby, something that put her on high alert, something that hadn’t happened since fighting the Blighted Lord 2 years ago.

Her mind went towards the group she had been traveling with before arriving at Finisterra, would they be okay? She knew that none of them would take well to the amount of corruption her birth land suffered from, so she hoped they were all safe and together, instead of landing alone as she did after walking into the portal (not so alone because of her spirits but still).

Once she felt that she was ready to go against whatever was in the next room, she stood up from the bench, taking off the amulet that disguised her appearance, making her look nowhere like a white priestess, she knew that she would need to purify whatever was in the next room, and that the amulet hiding her real looks also hindered her powers, so there was no need to be using it for now.

Making sure her hair wouldn’t be a problem during whatever was going to happen, she gave a glance towards Siegrid, who at some point had moved from talking to the others to standing near her, looking at her with worry, or as much worry she could show with her eyes being all black. Y/N dismissed her, forcing a smile on her face and nodding, showing that she was fine and they could continue towards the next room.

Stepping into the new room, she could feel the air leave her lungs, the blighted looked like his armor had fused with skin and clothes, clothes that looked like they were barely kept together, clothes and armor that were now stained in blight, a face full of black veins and grey, and at last, a blue scarf she could recognize anywhere, now torn but somehow still wrapped around it’s owner’s neck, the signal of who he was. His hair now looked white and savage, instead of the blond and neat hair she had seen so many times. Warrior’s red and black eyes (they were blue and white, her mind reminded her painfully) turned towards her, blinking slowly before he muttered something she couldn’t hear, mostly because she was still near the entrance of the room, before the door closed violently behind her, Gerrod and Eleine appearing in front of her, ready to fight to protect her.

He launched towards her letting out a cry (of anger or anguish, she didn’t know) his sword raised to attack them. Y/N already knowing what most Bligthed did, quickly moved away, letting Gerrod take the brunt of the hit before Eleine attacked the Captain, while she ran away to give herself a bit of distance, not knowing how the once hero would attack her now that he was corrupted. Taking a deep breath she prepared herself, calling out to Hoenir and Ulv, ready to take down what once was a man she considered like an older brother, but now a monster.

She stood in front of the blighted body of the captain, looking at him with sadness, she could barely stand up now, having received multiple hits during the battle and being barely able to heal herself, most of her white dress now stained with blood and blight, but nothing like the hero, that now looked worse than at the start, his body having deformed during the battle to the point she couldn’t even recognize him anymore.

Y/N had to cover her mouth to prevent a sob from coming out of her mouth, not wanting to worry the others more than they already were after having to fight Warriors. She extended her hand towards Warrior’s head, barely able to reach his forehead before starting to use her magic, feeling the blight being absorbed by her, freeing the hero's soul from his pain, but also being now bound to her, and with it, his last memory before being corrupted by the blight.

She saw him running, trying to escape from the rain with the other heroes, being separated from them, and how he ended up in the catacombs, the blight starting to take over his body, the painful transformation, and his last moments before being completely corrupted. Once she came back to herself, she heard him talk, finally being able to identify what he had said.

-Thanks, Lil’s……

That damned nickname, he probably heard it from Hoenir and Silva the few times they showed themselves to the heroes. Seeing how the body of her brother became petrified, and how now her body carried more blight in it, she knew her hair probably was stained in blight now, the reason why she needed to use the amulet that gave an illusion of another look, of one that didn’t look like the white priestess she was supposed to be.

Feeling a new spirit being bonded to her she looked at her side, seeing that Warrior’s was now standing next to Ferin, who looked like he would murder him, the Umbral Knight really should stop holding grudges against the other spirits, it wasn’t their fault to end up corrupted and to attack her.

Warriors sent her a grin, she knew that becoming a spirit wasn’t ideal but, at least he was with her again. Letting out a sigh she started to walk back towards the other room to rest, sitting down on the bench and allowing herself to cry in silence. If that’s how she found Warrior’s who at least was able to get some kind of cover in the catacombs, she didn’t want to imagine how she would find her other brothers.

@nalubigtnt, @chopistuff pspspspsps look anyways this mauy become a series who knows as always u know what is open, Silver out

LU Masterlist

[asp1diske-art]

They say the Blighted end up where they feel they should be.

(script under cut)

They say the Blighted end up where they feel they should be. You always find yourself in the Stockades.

/

You wander the dim passageways aimlessly. Half-hoping you will see a familiar face, terrified you might find one.

You don’t belong here anymore. Words said in kindness, long ago.

/

They say the Executioners held back the Verboten Domain so that the White Priestess could escape. That they stood their ground with more bravery than any knight from the Castle.

(You don’t belong here.)

/

They say Hoenir is still guarding the execution grounds. You do not go there. Hoenir, who had more honor than you ever did as the Knight Captain. You do not dare show your face to him.

(You don’t belong here.)

(Hoenir, I killed the King.)

/

You head back to the castle, sit on the bloody throne.

Look at me, father. I am your son, I am your flesh and blood.

Look at me, Hoenir. I am a sinner, just like my father.

/

(Can I go home, now?)

[hopelesspathfinder]

Doodle cuz I'm bored.

[antinomyksr]

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[alucard007]