#they should be together for eternity

[dolcepuccino]

this literally broke my heart into small, tiny, micro pieces

Not the camera movement muscle memory only for no one to be there :( https://x.com/crlssnzjr/status/1879908069586665958?s=46

Oh. This has done irreparable damage to my heart so thanks. Anyway enjoy this compilation I made to torture myself.

[flwrkid14]

Eternal Bonds: Tim and Danny’s Infinite Realms Marriage

In the Infinite Realms, marriage is an unparalleled commitment. Unlike the mortal world, where love can be fleeting and easily undone, marriage in the Realms is something far more sacred. It’s not just about vows or ceremonies—it’s about merging souls, creating a bond that not even the vast stretches of time can sever. The very idea of marriage in the Realms is rare, almost mythical, because it requires two beings to love each other so profoundly that they’re willing to bind their very existence to one another.

For the ghosts and entities that reside in this realm, eternity isn’t just a poetic idea—it’s a reality. Time is meaningless when you’re no longer alive, when your very essence is bound to the afterlife. And because of this, relationships are viewed through a different lens. There’s no such thing as divorce, no ���time apart.” Once a couple is bound, their souls are intertwined forever. To dedicate your entire being—past, present, and future—to another means accepting that their joys, sorrows, triumphs, and failures will be yours too. It’s a partnership where breaking the bond is simply impossible.

It’s why marriage is such a rare occurrence in the Realms. The ghosts, who have already lived one life and often seen the frailty of mortal promises, don’t enter into this kind of bond lightly. It’s only for the strongest of loves, for the most steadfast of commitments. Because once you marry in the Infinite Realms, that bond holds through eternity itself.

And yet, despite the gravity of it all, Tim and Danny find themselves willing to make that very commitment. Tim, a mortal tied to a world where things end, where nothing lasts forever, steps into the unknown. His love for Danny is so deep, so unshakable, that he agrees to a traditional Infinite Realms marriage. He knows full well the weight of it—he’s not just vowing to love Danny in this life, but in every life after. In swearing to this bond, Tim is offering his entire being to Danny, for now and all of eternity.

For Danny, this choice means even more. As a halfa, he exists between two worlds, knowing both the mortality of the living and the permanence of the ghostly afterlife. His love for Tim is powerful enough that he’s willing to make this eternal commitment, knowing that there’s no one else in any world—mortal, ghostly, or beyond—he would rather be tied to. For Danny, the bond is as natural as breathing. It’s a connection that deepens their relationship in a way that transcends the limitations of their two worlds.

Their marriage isn’t just a declaration of love—it’s a merging of souls, a binding that makes them two parts of the same whole. It overwhelms them with the sense of safety and belonging that they’ve both craved in their lives. In each other, they find the kind of love that doesn’t just endure life’s difficulties but thrives beyond them. Their bond ties them together forever in a way that no one else could understand, but to Tim and Danny, it’s everything.

They are each other’s home. And in the Infinite Realms, there is no greater honor, no stronger connection, than to be bound by love for all of eternity.

[fuumiku]

It was Maid Day today yesterday a week ago so I got struck by inspiration to draw the worsties, and it ran away from me into a whole AU where they’re coworkers at a maid cafe. She’s a med student & this is just a part time job, and this is his depression job while he gets his life back together. He needs something he can be workaholic about to forget what it’s like having a personal life and personal issues. He’s actually the accountant, but the new hire janitor (Izutsumi) doesn’t show up for half her shifts and is a sloppy worker, so he gets the extra work of doing her job on top of his because he’s undervalued and overworked. Of course, janitors also have an uniform to keep the aesthetic cohesion as they go about cleaning the place, of course.

Senshi’s the part time cook you only see slivers off, he’s kind and warm when you do see him and have a chat but most shifts he’s in and out the kitchen without a trace. Laios and Falin are regulars because Falin and Marcille are besties & in the same med school, Laios accompanies Falin as she visits her friend at work and gets hooked on the food. Chilchuck has to remind Marcille to work instead of chatting with Falin for an hour, and next thing he knows she’s distracting him from work too. That’s it that’s the AU. Inspired by this idol AU fanart a bit <3

This was not meant to be birthday gift but well…… Happy bday Chil!!!

Read from left to right

[artflameball]

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO MICHAEL AFTON DRAGGING HIS FATHER TO HELL TO TORTURE HIM FOR ETERNITY 🎉🎉🎉🎉HERE'S A BUNCH OF VENGEFUL SPIRIT MICHAEL ART IN CELEBRATION + WILLY BOY GENERALLY GETTING TORTURED

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[suntails]

surprise visitor to a gargoyle walk

[lyss-butterscotch]

Wanted to practice different face shapes with them while i have krita open

Featuring : worchestershire sauce, winnie the pooh, chuunibyou, newfoundland, and capucchino

[somuchbetterthanthat]

Don't ask me what this is, I needed Jon and Elias at the end of the world

Here and there Jon’s eyes twitched as if he wished they would close; a faint, last echo of blasphemy that Jonah soothed easily with a gentle stroke of his hair. Neither of them talked much anymore — to each other, at least. There was plenty to say and to record, endless horrors to witness and exchange from one mouth to another, but that hardly left time for basic conversation.

Not that they needed it. They were beyond such simplistic notions. They were Gods.

Or, well. Jon was. Jonah was quite content to be the shepherd that had guided him there. After all, who was more powerful? The man who held the whole world in his pupil, or his creator? The monstrous divinity, or the king who’d trapped it in the gaze of his beloved and kept it well-fed and well-loved at his feet?

Jon’s chant against his thigh was melodic, decadent and terrifying; Jonah was not getting tired of it — he knew he would never get tired ever again, for all of eternity. Let everyone else outside weep with fear. Jonah and Jon’s tears were made of ecstasy.

Soon it would be his turn again to carry the voice of the Watcher. Just for a little while — a gift, for offering Jon and the rest of the world to it. A small respite for his archivist, as well; a quiet lull to think, to itch ever closer to Jonah, grasping at him with the hunger of a starving man, cursing him and begging him all at once. Wishing for death. Wishing for more. Remembering that outside, somewhere, there was still a pocket of darkness that escaped their Eyes and not knowing anymore whether this was a threat or merely hope.

Under his fingers Jon shuddered, speaking faster. Jonah licked his lips, curled his hand around the smooth leather of Jon’s collar, and pulled it with no real strength. This, too, had become unnecessary. The smallest gesture built a whole picture that both of them knew and understood in a single heartbeat.

Jon raised his head to meet his gaze; immediately Jonah felt breathless, falling into the beautiful endless dark of Jon’s pupils. He acted fast, bending over his seat to swallow the words right out of Jon’s lips, and they both gasped as more knowledge poured in their heads. Oh, Jonah thought, how hungry he still was, and how powerful they both were, like this, right now, in this perfect equilibrium. Jon whimpered, rising from the ground to get closer. Jonah helped him up, well practised now in manhandling him until Jon was sitting on his lap, his two burning palms pressing over Jonah’s cheeks.

The heavy chains locked over their wrists were long enough for Jonah to wrap his arms around Jon’s waist, nails grazing over the length of his naked back. Jon rocked against him — out of instinct, with no real desire for completion as the God he’d become craved that sort of pleasure even less than his old human self had, and Jonah kept still, too busy devouring all he could from the never ending feast that lived unto Jon’s tongue.

The pain of being granted a small part of the divine was worth it, of course. Eventually Jonah let his head fall back, his throat taken over, his eyes filled to the brim with the beautiful nightmare that their world had been twisted into, and it was only distantly he heard Jon take a sharp breath, forehead falling into the crook of his neck. 

“Jonah,” he whispered hoarsely against his skin. “Jonah, they are coming again.”

Let them come, Jonah thought.

“They think — fire. Fire. They made sure we couldn’t run.”

“Would you run?” Jonah’s mouth asked. “Would you preserve this, what we have become, if you could?”

“I— Yes,” Jon breathed. It sounded wretched and guilty and absolutely certain, the horrid truth ripped from him like everything else. “Yes.”

Let them come, Jonah repeated. If we burn, they will burn with us. And if we don’t — all the more to gorge ourselves with, my love.

[therovers]

[softiedingo]

I can't believe that the gentleman wizard and his butler are making me go through the five stages of grief, BUT little do they know that acceptance never was an option because I'll NEVER accept that in the end they were separated and left to suffer ALONE, unable to ride off into the sunset on their jetski.

[hotasfahrenheit]

Vamp The Series

Eternal Destiny

[18.6.24 pilot]

[sidesteppostinghours]

pulps law is that whenever i get insane enough about something, i will inevitably attempt to make a persona 5 au, regardless of whether or not i am successful at it.

[thegreatyin]

mr spices and mr wines. also mr candles and mr veils.

have you ever seen that one tumblr post that's like. "i don't ship these characters i just think they belong in couples therapy together". yeah. that's pretty much my stance on most spacebat ships

[mineonmain]

Different forms of the same sentiment: How can we love each other if we are not equal in our eyes?

[starrycosme]

I swear if who wants to live forever plays and it has something to do with aziracrow becoming humans, I'll die.

[widevibratobitch]

in terror, four lieutenants; in t3m, four musketeers. Conclusion?

conclusion - same as always: destiny.

but wait oh christ okay. they even kinda fit...

you've got the og trio of

Wet Pathetic Loser

Deeply Religious Guy

Fancy Lad

which ig would make dundy... d'artagnan?? no. no oh god ok. listen. d'artagnan is jopson im afraid:

1. has a deeply homoerotic father/son relationship with a suicidal alcoholic

2. is actually kinda obsessed with him tbh

3. doesn't really start out as One Of Them, has to wait quite some time to get promoted

4. big part of the fandom actually ships him with little aka our athos

it makes sense you gotta believe me it does it does

[pasdetrois]

there was little bardugo did not fumble when it came to the greg trilogy, but perhaps one of the most unforgivable blunders was not capitalizing on the darkling/alina/nikolai dynamic she was (likely unintentionally) establishing