#enni

[dreamergirlworld]

[ephedrin-dream]

[microwavingfranky]

Where this goes, part 1.

Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 (end)

Hrrrrmmmmm okkaaaay soooooo

this is a sketch comic i drew last year (November 2023) shortly after finishing Ennie's Lobby and starting a new full time job. I didn't really write a script for it and i finished it in 2 weeks... this is completely unedited and just how i made it a year ago (lol rip good luck)

when i tell you i have never responded to anything more passionately in my life that is the truth... idk i fell into a coma or something, it was crazy

there are some things about this that I think are quite nice, which is why I'm sharing it!!! But also please note that it also deserves a good helping of "HE WOULD NOT F***ING SAY THAT" and i understand that 😂 i hope you are able to enjoy it anyway, i said what i said

I'll go through and link all the parts appropriately and work on the alt text once they're uploaded, please be nice to me :0 Read from left to right!

UPDATE: Alt text has been added! Sorry for the bad handwriting. Also added some description for the silent parts for potential text/audio only folks

[flipperworld]

Chapter 191 - Enni, Available Now!

[enithinggoes]

Chapter 14: Cold and burning

When Elizabeth crumpled to the floor, the first thought that crossed her mind was that it didn’t hurt as bad she expected.

The second, upon looking down at herself, was that there was a lot of blood.

There was a hole in her chest.

“Elizabeth. Elizabeth look at me.” Benjamin had gotten up and run to her side, his hands on her face were warm. The rest of the world seemed cold.

“Benjamin. Benjamin it’s okay, run and don’t look back.” Have to make him run, he still has time. How can she convince him?

“Don’t lie to me! I don’t want to go alone…” He was crying, her face was wet now, was it the blood from his wounded hand or was she crying too?

“Benjamin, you can’t die. Please live for me.” It was getting colder, harder to breathe, she didn’t feel the need to.

“Nononono Elizabeth please. Please. I don’t want to, I can’t.” He put his face against hers. It felt nice. She was happy to be loved.

“You’ll be okay. Be good, okay?” He would. He was smarter than he thought. She could rest easy…

…

Elizabeth felt herself sinking into darkness, deeper and deeper, into a soft cushion of silence.

“Please don’t leave me alone…” The silence was broken, a white strand reached down through the shadows.

The answer came from Elizabeth, but the voice was that of the Spider: “It would be quite rude of us to deny the Crow’s wish. His voice has power, and our spirit can follow many lines.”

Elizabeth held the strand, and was pulled to the surface.

Now she was on a podium, looking at her own corpse being hugged by Benjamin. She didn’t feel much about the corpse, but Benjamin’s shaking with the force of his sobs saddened her. Is this how ghosts feel?

At the other end of the store, she could see the shimmering form of Gomes slowly walking towards Benjamin, savoring his kill. Ghost or not, Elizabeth was already searching for a way to stop him one more time.

Until she felt something new in the “web” of presences around her, something big and massive making all around it tremble and flying extremely quickly through the air before crashing in front of the broken storefront.

Green and scaly, with embers shining around its jaw and bright yellow eyes. A dragon the side of a car cracked the pavement as it hit the sidewalk, its left shoulder had a sword inside it, Gomes’ blade.

“Finally!” The murder bellowed triumphant and raised the pistol towards Benjamin, perhaps deciding he couldn’t take his time anymore.

In the blink of an eye the dragon bounded inside and interposed itself between Benjamin and Gomes, it was Henrique, Elizabeth would know even if she couldn’t feel him through the Spider.

Elizabeth was reminded of stories of hunters mauled by bears when she saw the transformed Henrique take two bullets and keep charging against his father. He pounced, Gomes took two knives out of his belt, they roared at each other and steel hit scales before claws could touch skin. It made no difference, they couldn’t hurt him, Gomes couldn’t hurt him anymore.

Henrique’s claws broke through the shining “armor” in instants, leaving long rakes through the flesh hardened by years of training under it. Even at a strength disadvantage, Gomes was showing amazing skill in protecting his internal organs from the claws.

Until his arm was caught in jaws like a steel trap.

Teeth went through clothes, then meat and quickly started crushing bone. Before the blood hit the ground a spray of flames illuminated the room and the combination of fire and crushing pressure reduced Gomes’ right biceps to barely more than dust. With a heavy thud the two front paws slammed Gomes’ torso against the floor, the man grinned even as his ribs started audibly cracking.

“Henrique,” Elizabeth called, without asking herself where her voice could come from, but it sounded more silken than normal, like a whisper that somehow pierced the noise in the room with perfect clarity. The dragon paused for a moment. “Do you want to kill him?”

As if its fury was magically lifted, the dragon’s form shrunk in on itself until it left the same Henrique as always, breathing heavily, but with no visible wounds, the blade had fallen by his side. It was only when all eyes in the room went to Elizabeth that she looked at herself and saw the smooth, shiny, articulated plastic. She reached out her hand and felt the strands of web inside the mannequin pulling at the joints to make them move like muscles. Benjamin ran to her and hugged her, no caring about the stiffness of her new body.

Henrique was already coming to join them when the weak, pathetic voice of Gomes muttered behind him, “You insist on disappointing me one last time? All that power and you’re still not strong enough to finish your fight?”

Henrique didn’t even turn his head. “I don’t care what happens to you, if you want to die, the sword is right there. But don’t try to tell the victor what to do after a fight.” He strode away and after a sad glance at the very still corpse his friend had left behind, he offered Elizabeth his hand to help her off the small podium where the mannequin had been affixed. Well, she was now a little taller, and the feeling in her body seemed a lot more muted than when she had had skin, but her family was here, and they were home free and the Sun had just started to rise outside, all in all, what was there to complain about?

[azirastars]

btw cas has the same truck as the one in brokeback mountain. so. do with that what you will.

[bluelemondraws-mikel]

I clearly love One Piece so much hehe here are just a few Fanarts I´ve done in the last year or so :)

[zanephillips]

Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee

[eldhuug]

Red thread ( the catch and the painful release)

[ynnu-64]

Ennis&Jack photo redraw + last years drawing of them

[thistleswhistles]

Brokebuck Mountain🌈🍎

[ephedrin-dream]

[payasobabas69]

Cowboy couple set

[enithinggoes]

Chapter 13: Shattered

Benjamin had left his friend behind, with his father he feared. How had he not understood this years ago? Marcelo Gomes hurt Henrique every day. Benjamin had told himself some families were like that, that he was being prepared to inherit his parents’ legacy. How much of and idiot could he be?

Elizabeth had known, she’d known way before him, maybe even before Henrique fully understood his situation. And yet here she was dragging Benjamin forwards with more strength than he thought she was even capable off.

Benjamin sought for words, “We have to save him-“ Elizabeth didn’t look back, “We can’t-“ She started walking faster, “Are we just abandoning Henrique with his shithead father after everything we’ve been through? Are we that cowardly?”

Elizabeth started running, squeezing Benjamin’s forearm so tightly it turned red. When Benjamin’s legs hurt and his diaphragm ached, she stopped at an alleyway and turned so suddenly Benjamin thought he’d get smacked.

“I’m sorry.” Elizabeth was crying, he’d never seen her cry.

She put her face in her hands. “I don’t want to leave Henrique, I don’t want him to suffer. But I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to help and I don’t want him to kill us. I don’t want us to die, Benjamin.”

Benjamin couldn’t say anything. Knowing how much she was suffering, and that there was no good choice here, he wasn’t angry at Elizabeth. But at the same time lines like “he’ll be okay,” “It’s not our fault,” and “it’s okay to run” ringed hollow and died in his throat.

“I cannot feel mister Gomes. He’s avoiding my sense, but I can tell Henrique is suffering.”

Benjamin breathed in deep, he was able to think of something to say that didn’t make him a liar. “We’ll think of something. We’ll come up with a plan and rescue him. I- I’ll get stronger and we’ll save Henrique with the shot he gave us.”

Elizabeth sobbed, wiped her face on her sleeve and nodded. Then her face froze and she jumped towards Benjamin, they fell together on the sidewalk and a brief rain of glass followed. His eyes fell upon the dagger right above them, stuck to the glass door to his right, lightly shining in the gloom, and followed the line of the hill to the imposing solidness of Marcelo Gomes.

“I don’t need magic to track anyone.” He started walking towards them, grinning, without hurry, without even pulling out a weapon. “If you two be good and don’t struggle, I promise to snap your necks without any pain”

Benjamin and Elizabeth leaned against each other to stand up, now was the time, he had to use more force than he’d ever tried, even more than he’d used against his own parents. Marcelo had a dense shining aura around him, making him more “real”, separating him from the world around him. Even he had to have limits, and Benjamin felt his peak was still much, much higher. He breathed in deeply-

Elizabeth put her hand over his mouth. “Benjamin, no, you’re going to wreck your lungs and you need to be well enough to run. Listen, I have a plan, but I need you to grab onto me and pull me towards you right now.”

Elizabeth closed her eyes tight, her arm seemed to glow and a humanoid shadow appeared behind Marcelo Gomes, the man ignored it safe in the knowledge his defenses would protect his from any attack aimed at him. Benjamin recognized it as the spirit they’d met on the bridge as soon as Elizabeth started shaking in his arms. The spirit raised a finger and murmured “one simple fall.”

When he lowered his finger, Benjamin was already pulling Elizabeth back. The whole world seemed so spin as gravity shifted, Benjamin’s feet left the ground and he fell sideways to the store window. Gomes, surprised by the magic affecting his surroundings, tumbled through the air into the glass, leaving a web of splinters in it.

Adapting quickly to the new “floor”. Gomes lunged towards the kid. Benjamin followed Elizabeth’s lead, aiming at the glass below Gomes instead of directly at him and saying “ᏇᎥᏁᎴ.” The splintered glass fell to bits, Marcelo crashed through into the darkness of the clothing store’s interior.

Benjamin tried to escape the glass window and get to solid wall but the expansion of the hole reached him first. Without letting go of Elizabeth, he reached out to hold onto the edge of the glass that still remained but cut his hand deeply and fell inside.

When he heard the loud distant thud of Gomes hitting the opposite wall and saw the deep darkness hiding that hid it, Benjamin immediately knew that if they fell to the other side, death was certain. He sought out anything to hold onto on the way down but nothing was in reach.

Elizabeth reached out her hand and the strands she usually used to bind creatures stretched out and tied themselves around a feminine mannequin. It bent  and creaked, but did not break. The two children hung from it, a hair’s breath from certain doom.

“Benjamin? Benjamin are you alright? I need you to climb up the strands. It’s just a few feet, I believe if we make it back to the window, we can leave him with no way to follow.”

“Right… Just like Spider-man.” Benjamin took a deep breath and gripped the line between them and the mannequin, ignoring the burning pain in his left hand and climbing inch by inch until he could climb onto the mannequin’s abdomen and looked down towards Elizabeth’s worried face.

“Oh… your hand is bleeding quite a bit, it must hurt, right? You were very brave, wait just a minute, I’m almost there.” Elizabeth started climbing. From here, the outside air didn’t seem that far, thankfully they hadn’t fallen far, and despite the spirit of falling staring at them menacingly from outside, the call of freedom was almost audible.

Benjamin saw a flash deep into the store.

BANG

Elizabeth gasped.

Gravity returned to normal, Benjamin fell painfully on his shoulder with a grunt of pain. “Congrats, little lady, you brought me down to using guns.”

[jakeperalta]

@giftober 2024 | day 27: blue ➛ brokeback mountain (2005) [insp]

[irlplasticlamb]

there ain’t never enough time.

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