#major character resurrection

[spacebubblehomebase]

Helllo i Love your art more than i love donuts and thats ALLOT.but my boy lucifer can have babys,like i dont even know how that works!make it make sense! I just wanna say thank you again for curing are boredom👍🏻

You are SO right that is high praise indeed! I'm honored! =D So here. Have a donut! 🍩🍩🍩 As for Luci, let us turn to the world's favorite 700k+ words old man fanfiction that is The Bible (tm) as according to their lore, it's been canonically stated that angels are genderless for they are beings made of the Pure Holy Spirit and- Holy SHIT! What do you know??? Our dear depressed duck dad was an angel himself and in some depictions Lilith is infertile as was her punishment for her freedom! The more you know! -Bubbly💙

(LMAO. My guy's been traumatized. Once is enough XD)

[neversetyoufree]

Since writing my last post about how Vanitas understands "salvation" as the preservation of one's self, even at the price of death, I've been thinking about how that plays into Vanitas's thoughts on resurrection. It's only two short lines, but I find the view he expresses in this scene absolutely fascinating.

Vanitas tells Misha that the dead "don't come back," and the fact that he phrases it that way stands out to me. He doesn't say that resurrection is impossible on a physical level; he implicitly concedes that maybe Misha could "bring back" something that looks and acts like Luna. He doesn't quibble about the practicalities of reanimating someone whose body turned to ashes or bring up whatever concept of the afterlife he may have.

Instead, Vanitas says that a resurrected Luna would simply be "something else that looked like her." A resurrected Luna would lack some fundamental part of whatever it was that made Luna who they were in their first life.

But what would they lack? I don't think he's implying that a resurrected Luna would lack their soul—not really. Setting aside the absence of souls as a conceptual presence in VnC, I think that would be too concrete and specific for what Vanitas is gesturing toward. Rather, he's conceiving of the Self in a somewhat ineffable way. On a metaphysical level, a version of Luna brought back from the dead simply Wouldn't Be Her, and he can't put it in more concrete terms than that.

So why does he think this way?

I think the concept of resurrection is awful enough to Vanitas that he has to reject it outright for his own stability. He cannot even slightly entertain the notion that resurrection might be possible, because that would destroy one of his main coping mechanisms.

Resurrection is nightmarish to a man that relies on death as an escape. Vanitas is suicidal, but beyond his self-hatred, his relationship to death is very particular. He's someone whose body and being has been corrupted and violated several times—through violence, through experiments, and through Luna's bite, and he's desperate to retain control of himself in the aftermath. He's desperate for control in regards to everything in his life, but especially his body and his death.

Vanitas is being slowly transformed into something inhuman, and he plans to die someday to escape that fate. The idea that after he's gone, someone could override that decision and force him back into living a life he doesn't want must be unacceptably horrific to him. He dismisses it out of hand because he has to.

Vanitas says a resurrected Luna would, on some level, not really be Luna. Whatever comes back might look like them, but it would lack some fundamental self that makes Luna "Luna." Thus, if Vanitas himself were ever "resurrected" after his death, it would be the same. Death remains an absolute escape for him, and even if someone contrives to bring back something that looks like him after he's gone, it won't be him. That life won't be his problem.

In addition to whatever beliefs Vanitas might have about death and afterlives the feasibility of resurrection, I think this is a key part of his relationship to the concept. He lives his life knowing that death waits for him as an escape valve. He needs that looming death as his salvation. Thus, faced with the concept of resurrection, his argument basically boils down to "nuh-uh." He shoots down the concept and declares that a resurrected person wouldn't be themselves in some nonspecific way, because the possibility of anything otherwise isn't something safe for him to consider.

[notmoreflippingelves]

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Hi!

New prompt:

ANGS- HURT JASKIER - SACRIFICE - LOVE - False betrayal - misunderstanding - Geralt being an idiot again - Jaskier sacrificing himself again.

Prompt: Jaskier did not survive the torture of Rience and a mage who arrives soon after, to help the firefucker. The mage ends up thinking of Jaskier as a way to help her get her hands on the witcher. She ends up resurrecting Jaskier from the dead… tying the bard's soul to her life energy. In other words, she needs to stay alive for Jaskier to live. Jaskier finds Ciri and Geralt… but despite everything, he doesn't tell Geralt anything about his death and doesn't think about putting them both in danger… trying to find a way to protect them from the mage. When the mage finally manages to locate the three, through a spell she placed on Jaskier… she tries to kill Geralt and kidnap Ciri, telling the witcher that Jaskier was working for her. Geralt wounds the mage who runs away, leaving Jaskier to face the witcher. Jaskier is weak from the witch's wound, but he doesn't say anything to the witcher. the Witcher confronts Jaskier being cruel to him in every way your creativity allows. But Jaskier doesn't talk about being already dead and close to dying if the mage dies. Geralt expels Jaskier who continues following them without them seeing. In the end, the mage returns with Rience and they find Ciri and Geralt. Jaskier appears to help them… Geralt kills Rience but distracted trying to protect Ciri, the mage prepares to attack him. Jaskier appears, piercing the mage… Already on the ground, she starts laughing… Geralt asks why… when he looks to the side, seeing Jaskier fallen…

M: Mage G: Geralt J: Jaskier Y: Yennefer

M: The idiot… I gave him a chance. Spat in my face, but I’ll take him with me. J: (gasp). G: What does that mean? M: He will die with me… Y: She has united him with her vital energy… (Yennefer appears). G: Yen?! I don’t understand! Y: He will die, Geralt… As soon as she dies. He knew that even when he attacked her… M: (laughs). J: It doesn’t matter… (gasp) I don’t belong here anymore… here. It was for me to rot… in that cell… G: Jaskier…? (He approaches and sees Jaskier getting weaker). J: Goodbye, Geralt… (gasp). G: Yen! Do something! He’s dying! M: (Laughing)… the stupid bard. Rience had a lot of fun with him. I had to patch everything up so I could bring him back. I read his mind… Why are you whining? You always wanted to get rid of him! I understand now… Nobody wants a useless idiot. G: Shut up! Don’t say that about Jaskier! M: I’m just repeating what you’ve been saying all these years to him… (gasp). Y: Geralt… she’s dying, Jaskier is going… G: Do something, Yen! J: Yen, no! He’ll regret it! Just… it’s all right. Just… leave me… just… (gasp). G: Please, Yen! Y: Geralt… he doesn’t want it. He believes you don’t want him in your life. He told me… what you screamed at him on the mountain. When Rience got him the first time. Jaskier… he… G: Damn… I was wrong… never been so wrong in my whole life… I need him. I need him. I can’t without Jaskier… Yen: Geralt… I… G: I beg you… I’ll do whatever you ask. Please, Yen! (Jaskier is out and Geralt has his hand in his hands). Unite our souls, Yen… I will take care of him, I promise. I will tell him… every day how important he is to me. Y: He will be dead, Geralt… He will only live as long as you live. Do you understand that? It’s a great responsibility… G: Just make him live… Y: That’s fine… but I won’t forgive you if you hurt him again. G: I will never make a mistake like that again…

You go on.

Extra flavor: Geralt realizing that… He never knew about Jaskier's torture. In this prompt, Jaskier died the second time after much suffering. He is resurrected, used, but still he would rather die again than hurt him and Ciri… and Geralt was stupid again.

Ooh I love this!!! very angsty! I'd love to read this with a nice get together happy ending. Geralt has a lot of making up to do

[xmrnothingx]

Scream from Marvel Comics

Not quite Halloween themed, but spooky nonetheless, here's Scream! I can only go so long without drawing her. Might have put too much effort into this one, but she deserves it. What with the amount of times Marvel brings her back just to kill her again and all

[bnnywngs]

× major character death (wangxian) ×

"This blood will be in your hands."

Lan Qiren remember those words like he has just heard them. The last words his younger nephew told him, looking straight into his eyes with such defiance, such fire and hatred, that it surprised him.

It shouldn't.

Lan Wangji's blood was, indeed, in his hands. Not only his, but all his clan who witnessed in silence as well as condoned the act itself.

That time, they all thought they were doing the right thing, just following their rules as they should. None of them were supposed to follow or befriend evil, let along protect it and fight against one own clan for it. It was a sacrilege, a scandal, what Lan Wangji did - hurting 33 elders just to protect a demonic cultivator. Lan Qiren could only scoff and rage, happy to sign his nephew's sentence of 33 lashes of the discipline whip.

Oh, how wrong he was.

Beside those words, the thing he remembers and regret the most, was the face Lan Xichen expressed when he heard, when he arrived at Cloud Recesses to a silent, lonely funeral. The tears he shed when he saw his younger brother, his only brother, look like he was only asleep, serene and in peace. Cold to the touch.

It's been 13 years since then. Since his older nephew even looked at him properly.

And now, to hear that his death was for nothing. That they killed (killed!) a righteous man who was innocent. Not one, but two. Because although he was rash and arrogant, Wei Wuxian was also a victim, the biggest of them all. The most righteous cultivation to ever walk between them, who won a war for them and was soon treated as dirt.

"This blood is in my hands." Lan Qiren thought, late at night, a cold pot of tea in front of him.

What did he do to his nephew? Why... No. He knows why. He shouldn't pretend otherwise.

"Wangji's blood is in my hands. Wei Wuxian's blood is in all of our hands."

Beside his pot of tea, long forgotten, was a package delivered to him earlier that day. Letters, written and half-written, dry flowers, drawings, poems, more drawings, a tentative confession written with tears staining. All expressing a deep love between two young man.

The regret. This regret. It'll be his downfall. To think of what it could be, of what it will never be.

Because of him.

Because their blood is in his hands.

[illustrate-her]

“I don’t understand, Gaius. There were no wounds.” “The magic,” Gaius says, resigned. “I always knew it was too much for him to carry.” He shakes his head, and Arthur has the distinct impression that the old man would be furious if not for his overpowering grief. “You knew?” Arthur asks, blankly. “Oh,” Gaius sighs, and Arthur realises that the old man is no longer listening to him. He watches as Gaius puts out a hand against the cold stone wall to steady himself, and begins to weep. “My boy,” he whispers, voice shaking audibly. “My boy.”

 Merlin sacrifices himself for Arthur against impossible odds. But that is only the beginning.

Note: I have written this as gen, but kind of…confused, gen. There is very real potential for this to be the beginning of an established romantic relationship between Merlin and Arthur, but that’s for you to decide!

Inspired by the song Exhale/Inhale by Aurora.

Trigger warnings: major character death (but not for long!), some gruesome imagery, some self-harm (end of chapter 2), and buckets of trauma. With a happy ending coming though, promise.

[aliteralchicken]

Sorry my memory is not good, but did you ever write a meta post about Darla Aquista? And if you did, could you possibly link it to this ask if it’s not too much trouble? I am fascinated by her (also sorry if I am misremembering and you are not the one who made the meta post T-T)

I’ve made a list of her post resurrection powers as Laura but I think what you’re looking for is this post:

by the wonderful @roseandgold137

[todayisafridaynight]

There's this photo of a new (background ?) character in lad8 that people are saying look like Mine but I can BARLEY at all see it, like the hair is the only thing that KINDA matches. Nothing else at all, but I just wanted to ask you if you see anything cause maybe I'm blind 😭

https://twitter.com/mine_reixx/status/1731627353653252398?t=uuPpX6lWZIveeoUOSUnp1g&s=19

Twitter

it's ok anon, they don't look the same. ears and nose are especially different, but this mate's hair is also more of a brighter, yellowish brunette opposed to mine's more reddish/orange brunette

[megsiepoo]

            "Engie Engie Engie!" the Bostonian screamed, a pained edge to his voice.             Engineer frowned, the panic in Scout's tone putting him on high alert. As the youngest of the crew grew closer, he picked up on the stutter step with which he was running. Something was wrong, very wrong. Scout rounded the corner and came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the wood framing the point and breathing heavily.             "Hold your horses, son. What's wrong?" Engineer called, trying his best to maintain a calm demeanor. As he walked to the top of the stairs and looked down, he gasped in alarm finding Scout doubled over and wheezing, one arm pressed to his abdomen and blood staining the front of his shirt. Scout peered up at the Texan, tears brimming in his eyes as he spoke in a strained voice.             "Engie, there's somethin wrong with respawn!"

IT'S FINALLY FINISHED

Longest one-shot I've ever written coming in at 16,604 words. I think I'm ready for a nap, guys.

Jokes aside, this was a genuine delight to create. I've spent so, so much time thinking about these characters to the point I'm pretty sure I just have a little AU going on in my head. No complaints here, though! I hope you guys enjoy, and thanks for reading! Feedback appreciated as always Side note: I joked when I first started writing this that I was gonna ship Medic with everyone. It might be truer than you think.

[butchfalin]

trying to decide whether a fic counts as graphic depictions of violence or not is always such a struggle... how am i supposed to know if this is graphic or not

[lazychildoflife]

I've got just over two weeks before heading back to uni and I've got the larger plot points for the Lucerys Resurrection fic figure out.

This is fun and hard.

Like noone has asked but I want it.

[rahabs]

Man, I'm so glad I never liked Doctor Who because... what the hell has happened to it?

[aerithisms]

i can only imagine how gagged out of their minds people who read a storm of swords on release were. explosive event after explosive event right up until the end without ever losing the series' deep character work and heart. insane!

[c0rpsedemon]

throwback to when i was like 12 and superrrr proud of myself for making my first male mc in order to be "more relatable" to more people bc like. that was the beginning of the end (me having trouble creating female ocs for actual years)

[ectokelpeigh]

If it helps, this tag is on the original post

Danny Phantom happened to be the direct inspiration of this post so I threw it on my DP sideblog, not anticipating how wide it would spread. By the time of my first addition no one had really tagged any SPN characters so I still didn't mention it.

But yeah Dean Winchester did not die 103 times in one episode for SPN to get so few mentions in the reblogs smh

“minor character death” but not death of a minor character, just a character experiencing a non-major death