#accidental immortality

[tinkrtailrsldrspy]

I just had a horrifying thought.

What if.

What if Ford's initial deal with Bill.

Made him immortal.

After all, he says, "From now until the end of time." Meaning he'll be around until the end of time. Meaning he'd have to be immortal.

Bill didn't need to worry about Ford finishing the portal quickly not because he was patient, but because he knew that Ford now had an endless amount of time to see it completed.

[nomoreusername]

Together Forever

Pairing:Platonic Aris x Teresa

Summary:Panicking about his best friend's death goes completely sideways.

422 words

⚠️ Mentions of suicide ⚠️

“I can't believe I have to live forever because of you.”

Aris hadn't heard the end of it since that day. Teresa was far from shy about her feelings on the matter. Every neverending birthday, she threw something at him. It was never big or hard enough to leave a bruise, usually a small rock or seashell, but it was the principal of the matter.

The lopsided cabin wasn't the most ideal, but they were science nerds. Building wasn't their forte. So once they finally finished one, they gave up and figured out what to do with the accidental extra room. They weren't gardeners, they weren't hunters, and they weren't seamstresses, but they sure as hell figured out how to do everything. There wasn't much of a choice since he wanted to throw everything off track.

“I like it. Isolated away from everyone, get to do as many dangerous things as I want, it's great,”he shrugged.

“We’re isolated because everyone we love is dead,”she reminded him, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Everyone we love always dies anyway. Made a friend in the Maze? Dead. Think you'll live happily ever after with the love of your life? Dead. The mentor you have a complicated relationship with since she basically raised you? Take a guess.”

“There were plenty of non-dead people.”

“Oh yeah. All six of them. And three of them hated us.”

She rolled her eyes before tying her shoes. He took no offense to it, no offense to anything she said after the first three weeks of knowing her. He kind of had to adapt after consistently being ruthlessly bullied.

“You can't be mad at me for something I don't even know how I did. You were standing still, I threw my hands out and said move, and boom. Now we get to be together forever.”

“Well, unboom me then? The end goal of standing still was dying.”

“I know. And now you're not suicidal anymore. You're welcome.”

She glared at him before grabbing her other shoe. He ducked down a second too late as he was hit in the shoulder. He was always avoiding things now, dodging and rolling like he was on an obstacle course.

“Alright, alright. Sorry for saving your life. Again.”

“And somehow you still screwed that up.”

“Maybe. But there's a bluejay outside and you love those things. And, thanks to me of course, now you know that. You're welcome.”

“I’m going to kill you one day.”

“You better figure out how first.”

@mystical-tmr

[parttimecosmichorror]

Sure stories where characters become immortal because they wanted to defy the universe, or become god, or were just super motivated out of spite are great and all, but where are the stories about people who became immortal because they forgot to die? The people who forget so many things that they end up being not-quite human? Where are they? They seem like my future and I would like to see what happens.

[ryangaming3002]

The man stepped into the meadow, not too far from home. It was dusk, and over his shoulder he carried the body of a buck. In his other hand, he carried his trustworthy spear.

As the man stepped through the long grass, he saw a figure slowly pass him by. They were impossibly tall, with long thin dark purple arms and legs, both accented with long strands of shining yellow. Their massive head was the shape of a disk, circular but more thin than any other part of their body.

The man raised a hand to his mouth before calling out to the figure. Perhaps they knew a better route to home?

The large figure paused, turning their discus head towards the man. He could now see that they had no face, only twelve symbols placed in a circle around two lines, one larger and longer than the other. "Who goes there?" Asked the figure.

"I do," spoke the man, "I was wondering if you knew the way to bluestone keep?"

The figure simply stared at the man, their head tilting to the side. They then raised one of their long spindly arms and with their thin fingers, pointed west-ward.

"I see, thank you kind stranger!" the man replied, before starting on his way home.

"Not so fast," the giant creature spoke. "You are the first mortal being to have ever laid eyes on me without my permission. You should be commended for such a feat."

The man turned back to face the figure. What was he saying? How could anyone miss his gigantic form passing by?

"For achieving such a feat, I will allow you to choose how you will die."

The man froze. This being had the confidence to state control over death? To command how one would die? Could he truly trust such a thing? There was no harm in accepting such an offer, was there?

"Very well, giant. If I am to die, I wish to die a happy man."

The figure tilted it's head to the side, but straightening it's posture and looking into the sky. It stood there for a few seconds, letting time pass it by. But the moments would pass, and they would look down once more.

"Very well. Until you die happy, you will not die at all." The figure then began to fade, like the light from day.

The man was speechless. He knew not of what had just transpired. But he had to return home. He had a family to care for, afterall.

[majordemonblockpartyy]

what if I wrote an accidental immortality au where salmon dean (separately and years ago, maybe young enough they didn't entirely understand what they were doing) made deals with different supernatural entities to make sure the other one wouldn't die bloody and sad and young, but in so doing accidentally tied their deals together somehow so when they finally tangle with god and/or the devil it's like *spiderman pointing meme* you made your brother immortal at the cost of your own soul? fuck! now look what they've done, they're both locked out of heaven AND hell, for fuck's sake

[doriangraysuggests]

When your friend tells you that someone is a bad influence, believe them.