#Please allow me to ~introduce~ myself I'm a Man of Wealth and Taste

[pilvimarja]

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long years

Stole million man's soul an faith

[howdy-nyalll]

Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste. I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith.

[hinatastinygiant]

1 | BLOOD TIES

Pairing: Giyu Tomioka x Fem!Reader

Sympathy for a Demon Masterlist

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a woman of wealth and taste.

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a man's soul and faith.

HEIAN PERIOD (1035)

Ever since you were born you lived with your big cousin, who is rather intimidating but also very admirable. You smile brightly as he puts his arm around you, guiding you through the bustling streets toward a grand festival that you've never seen before. Your stomach rumbles at the sight of the crowd around you. You're so nervous and oh-so excited.

Your cousin chuckles and pats your head gently as he watches your eyes grow wide, saying, "Go on, don't be shy."

"I don't know where to start," you shake your head.

With a sigh, he leads you deeper into the festival, pointing out the acrobats performing incredible feats, jugglers tossing flaming torches, and magicians captivating the crowds with their tricks. The sound of laughter and cheers lights a fire in your stomach.

"How about now?" he grins down at you, his bright red eyes glowing in the night sky.

"The magicians," you grin devilishly. "They won't even notice 'til it's too late."

With that, your cousin watches as you literally disappear beside him. He waves you off and waits only a few moments until the cheers from the crowd turn into blood-curdling screams. He smiles wide as people rush past him in a feeble attempt to leave. But by the time you're done, he's the only one left still alive.

"So?" he asks once the sound of flesh being torn apart dies off.

"Oh," you hum, disappointed that you forgot to save a couple humans for him. "I'm sorry, Muzan, I didn't realize you wanted any..."

"That's quite alright," he nods as he places his arm around your shoulders again. "Did you have a good birthday, little one?" he then asks.

You nod enthusiastically, a wide smile on your face. "Yes, cousin Muzan, I had the best time ever! Thank you!"

Muzan ruffles your hair affectionately. "Good. Remember, you're meant for greatness. One day, the world will bow before you, and you'll be the one leading grand festivals like this."

His words ignite a spark of ambition within you, and you nod, determined to make him proud. 

As you both head home, your stomach completely stuffed, your heart is full of gratitude and wonder for the unforgettable day you spent with your cousin at the festival. It was, after all, the first time he'd let you pig out on more than just his leftovers back at home.

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MEIJI PERIOD

Approximately seven hundred years later you find yourself in a time where you hardly recognize your cousin. First of all, he's a lot more powerful now than when you were little. He also has a human wife and child which surprised the hell out of you when you secretly heard someone talking to him about it. But you let it go, writing it off as he's so busy leading all the other demons it probably slipped his mind to talk to you about it.

One night, out on a feast of a small town not too far away from where Muzan's mansion is, you find yourself beginning to devour the remains of a magician when something suddenly stops you. Immediately, you're brought back to the time you were first allowed by your cousin to eat in public. And with a smile, you decide to pick up the magician instead of finishing him off yourself.

After what felt like a year's walk, you drop the half-eaten body in a dimly lit room of Muzan's grand mansion, right before his feet as a twisted smile grows on your face. The sight of his shocked expression brings satisfaction as you proudly claim, "I was too full from the rest of the town and I thought you might enjoy the rest."

Muzan lets out a chuckle, but his amusement quickly turns into irritation as he scolds you for your behavior. "You are disgusting," he remarks, his tone cold and stern. "Eating until you pig out like a child. You are a demon, not some mindless beast. Show some restraint."

Thinking that you're cousin is only joking, you retort, "Why should I? This isn't your human house. What difference does it make in how I behave?"

The room falls into a tense silence, and with a gulp, you seize the moment to change the conversation and ask, "Oh, by the way, how is your wife, Muzan?" 

Though you don't mean him any harm, his hand suddenly meets your cheek in a swift and forceful slap, sending a stinging sensation across your skin. "Do not speak of such things here," he hisses, his eyes narrowing in warning. "You are my kin, but you are still nothing more than a lowly demon. Show some respect and be more civil in your speech."

You nod silently, a mixture of anger, jealousy, and resentment growing within you. Ever since the news of Muzan having a human family reached your ears, nothing had ever felt the same. "Of course, cousin Muzan. I apologize for my behavior," you then bow your head slightly and say.

Muzan eyes you warily but seems to accept your submission. "See that you don't repeat this mistake again," he warns before turning his attention elsewhere, dismissing you for the moment.

As you exit the room, you can't shake the feeling of unease and the burning curiosity about what else he isn't telling you, what else is going on in the world that you don't know about. 

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TAISHO PERIOD

Carrying what Muzan's kitchen staff calls "Ephemeral Delight," a platter of human delicacies, you walk into the meeting room. The platter holds an array of small finger foods made from tender human flesh, infused with rare spices and herbs, which you explain once Muzan nods, allowing you to speak. The presentation is artful, a masterpiece as you told the chef, showcasing how truly beautiful the human form is in a hauntingly mesmerizing way.

You then place the platter in the middle of the room where Muzan is seated, trying your best to meet his gaze, but he continuously avoids looking at you directly. He dismisses the platter with a disdainful flick of his hand, stating that it is not to his liking and instructs you to take it back to the kitchen and fix it.

"What?!" you protest, frustration mounting within you. But, you quickly bite your tongue to keep your emotions in check. You feel a mix of anger and humiliation, knowing that Muzan's constant rejection cuts deep. You take a deep breath, trying to maintain your composure as you pick up the platter and head back to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, one of the other servants notices your distressed expression and asks what's wrong. You clench your jaw, feeling the weight of your frustrations. "It's Muzan," you mutter, your voice tinged with bitterness. "He's never satisfied with anything anyone ever does for him!"

"W-Well, what happened dear? Did he not like it?" the chef asks, taking a step closer to you.

You slam the platter down onto the counter, unable to bear the thought of returning to Muzan's presence ever again. Without looking back, you storm out of the kitchen, your words sharp as you tell the other servants, "You figure it out!"

As you hastily leave the mansion, you know that your outburst was mean-spirited, and a wave of guilt washes over you. You never wanted to lash out at others, especially those who are just trying to do their job. But the pent-up anger and resentment have taken their toll on your emotions.

Running as fast as you can, you flee the mansion and head toward the closest town. Your heart races with each step, the adrenaline coursing through your veins. Once you reach the town, the overwhelming emotions inside you find an outlet. You go on a rampage, releasing your fury on anyone in your path. The townspeople scream in terror as you mercilessly strike them down.

However, just as you're about to kill one of the last survivors, a boy steps forward, bravely putting his hands out and telling you to kill him first. Your world freezes for a moment as you lock eyes with him. There's something in his dark blue eyes that touches a nerve you thought long buried – fear, determination, and something else you can't quite place.

For the first time ever while on a hunt, you hesitate, unsure of what to do. The boy stands his ground, not running from you, even though you're a demon. Conflicted emotions surge within you, and in that moment, you see a glimpse of your former self, the lost child who once sought connection and understanding.

In the turmoil of emotions, you make the choice to run away. You turn and flee from the boy, from the town, and from the chaos you've caused. You run until your legs give out, and you find yourself in the shelter of a dense forest.

Exhausted, you slump against a tree, hugging your knees to your chest. The weight of your actions and the screams of the people you've killed echo in your mind. You hate the monster that you've become, and tears stream down your face as you cry for the lives you've taken and the pain you've caused.

In this moment, you come to a realization. The only one you want to kill now is Muzan. The one who has tormented you, manipulated you, and kept you in darkness all these centuries. He is the source of your pain, and the burning desire for revenge ignites within you.

As your emotions overwhelm you, you succumb to the exhaustion and darkness that surrounds you. You pass out, cradled by the cold embrace of the forest, with a newfound resolve to confront Muzan and bring an end to his reign of terror.

Sympathy for a Demon Masterlist

[shions-new-blog-of-stuff]

"SPOOOOKY Movie Night!"

Canon x OC, fluff, Halloween stuff

Idea credited to @the-resident-vampire (love u!)

imagine, curling up on the couch on a quiet evening with leon after a long day - watching a slasher movie marathon with a bowl of popcorn and having a bag of Halloween candy on standby. nothing too extravagant but enjoying the comfortable silence as you both watch the protagonist run up the stairs instead of out the front door.

Halloween night--dark, chilly, the perfect weather for the night of frights.

Catherine had a long shift, and just finished putting on her costume--Material Girl era Madonna, fancy jewelry, blonde wig, long pink dress and all.

Leon was downstairs, prepping the candy bowl for any trick or treaters. He went with a devil/Lucifer look -- pristine white suit and tie, with a forked tail and curved horns poking out of the coat and hat. He also had fake fangs and nails, but they stayed on the kitchen counter because they just got in the way.

"If you really were the devil himself, you know I wouldn't mind making a deal with you."

Catherine was standing in the doorway, giggling. Leon looked up and nodded, flashing a grin.

He walked up to her, taking her hand and giving it a little peck.

"Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste," he replied.

"Hm...that sounds familiar but..." Catherine said, trying to think.

"Rolling Stones. Sympathy for the Devil."

"Ohhhh."

(ding!) The microwave went off, and Leon backed away to pour the popcorn into a large blue bowl. "So, Cath, what are we watching tonight?"

"Got a whole stack of DVDs, enough for the entire night."

"Perfect."

The two sat close on the couch, arms wrapped around each other. Catherine had rented or owned many classics (her grandfathers collection)- Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, and more.

After another movie ended, Catherine moved to put in a new DVD.

"This one's me 'n my uncle's favorite," she said smiling and returning to Leon's embrace.

From the TV, the film's ominous, but somehow elegant theme began to play.

The title card flashed as the music swelled.

@mishwanders @lex-the-flex @likesugarandcyanide @resident-mercie @residentdreamy @notrattus @squashfics @g0thesqe @darckcarnival

[queerquaintrelle]

TURN Week 2024: Set it to Music

John André + Sympathy For The Devil by The Rolling Stones.

YouTube Link.

Yes, of course IWTV 1994 is one of my favourite movies of ever… but I digress, I see a lot of Tallmadge content in this fandom (fair enough I love him as well) but I really wanted to make André an edit and I had the recurring vision of André with "please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste."

[alt-zombee]

Yow, yow

Yow

Mm-huh

Mm-uh

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ

Had his moment of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that Pilate

Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

Stuck around St. Petersburg

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed the Czar and his ministers

Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank, held a general's rank

When the Blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

Oh, yeah

Ah, what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

Oh, yeah

I watched with glee while your kings and queens

Fought for ten decades for the gods they made

I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?"

Well, after all, it was you and me

Let me please introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for troubadours

Who get killed before they reach Bombay

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

Oh, yeah

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

Oh, yeah

A-get down, baby

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

Oh, yeah

But what's confusing you

Is just the nature of my game

Mm, yeah

Just as every cop is a criminal

And all the sinners saints

As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer

'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me, have some courtesy

Have some sympathy and some taste

Use all your well-learned politesse

Or I'll lay your soul to waste, mm, yeah

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

Mm, yeah

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

Mean it

Get down

Woo-hoo

Ah, yeah

Get on down

Oh, yeah

Mm

Bum, ba-bum, bum, bum, ba-bum

Ba-bum, bum, bum, ba-bum

Bum, ba-bum, bum, bum, ba-bum

Bum, dum, bum, bum, ba-dum, da

Yeah

Ah, yeah

Tell me, baby, what's my name?

Tell me, honey, can you guess my name?

Tell me, baby, what's my name?

I'll tell you one time, you're to blame

Ooh-hoo, ooh-hoo

Ooh-hoo, alright

Ooh-hoo-hoo, ooh-hoo-hoo

Ooh-hoo-hoo, ah, yeah

Ooh-hoo-hoo, ooh-hoo-hoo

Ah yes, what's my name?

Tell me, baby, what's my name?

Tell me, sweetie, what's my name?

Ooh-hoo-hoo, ooh-hoo-hoo

Ooh-hoo-hoo, ooh-hoo-hoo

Ooh-hoo-hoo, ooh-hoo-hoo

Ooh-hoo-hoo, ah, yeah

THANKS KID

😈😈😈

[corpocyborg]

5 Songs, 3 Outfits

Saw this tag game floating around and wanted to participate.

Tagging @merge-conflict, @fereldanwench, @bnbc, @another-corpo-rat, & @just-a-cybercroissant!

Rules: Post 5 songs associated with your OC, followed by 3 outfits they would wear.

I'm going to do one for both "variants" of my OC, but I'm going to post them separately and tag different people in each.

Valerie "V" Locke - Director of Arasaka Counter Intel, as in "Secure Your Soul" on AO3.

Songs - Trip hop, alt rock, retrofuturism, Bond song vibes, sleazy & ambitious. Low Five - Sneaker Pimps Give me a low five 'Cause I can't help myself I'm a low five downsize no-one else Do you love yourself?

The Riches - Jane's Addiction I'm laughing that is rich It puts my stomach into stitches Early bird from a perch Lookin' down, can see all the world's riches

Everybody Wants to Rule the World - Future Royalty Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you

I'm Impressed - They Might Be Giants I'm impressed, I'm impressed When that gorilla pounds his desk I fall to bits, I confess, I admit, I'm impressed Through generalissimo's request, I can't help but feel impressed

Sympathy for the Devil - Jenny Owen Youngs Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith

Outfits - Business formal but make it sci fi, alternating elements of femininity & masculinity, black & burgundy, leather & silk, metal accents, corporate goth.

Going to post a version of this for post-Mikoshi V as Arasaka's android, as in "Beyond the Event Horizon" on AO3 soon.

[queenbeeibee]

🎵

(meme)

Bee's nails gently scratched at Lucifer's scalp as she ran her fingers through his hair, shaking her head a little bit. She'd found the King of Hell, overworked and sleep-deprived, in his office a few hours ago, and had finally coaxed him to lay his head down and use her lap as a pillow. He was still awake, for now, but she had a full proof plan to finally get him to actually close his eyes and get some rest-

"Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste..." She sang softly, her fingers constantly stroking through blond strands. "I've been around a long, long year, stolen many a man's soul and faith..."

[morthern]

"please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste"

[forsssnaken]

Snakey's song hc/proof/meta(?) just being an overall nerd, really

This is about Sympathy for the Devil by the Rolling Stones.

My headcanon here is that the Rolling Stones (Mick Jagger) wrote this song based off of Crowley.

Argument based on lyrics:

"Please allow me to introduce myself/ I'm a man of wealth and taste"

He sure is! Fucking gorgeous sense of style/taste right there. 'Man' is subjective but he has been masculine presenting most of the times we've seen him on screen.

"I've been around for a long, long year"

Indeed he has.

"Stole many a man's soul and faith"

We know he's tried, at least.

"I was 'round when Jesus Christ/Had his moment of doubt and pain"

Both of them were, in fact.

And the most important of all my points: it is a lovely song and we know that Crowley had lots of fun in the 70s. This song came out in '68.

Counterargument:

"Just call me Lucifer"

... Maybe Crowley was fucking with them?

[morgulscribe]

A Maia of Wealth and Taste

Does anyone else wonder if some of the writers of Amazon's Rings of Power were Rolling Stones fans? Because several of Halbrand's lines sound a lot like lyrics from "Sympathy for the Devil."

The identity of Halbrand and his motivations are mysterious, and the false assumptions about his identity propel the plot forward (as well as caused much discussion and theories among fans).

Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game

"I have been awake since before the breaking of the first silence. In that time… I have had many names."

Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year Stole many a man's soul and faith

"I have been searching for my peace far longer than you know. Please, for both our sakes, let me keep it."

So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste

GALDRIEL: You convinced Miriel to save the men of Middle-earth. HALBRAND: You convinced her. I wanted to remain in Numenor. GALADRIEL: Tell me your name.

Tell me baby, what's my name I tell you one time, you're to blame

"Will you tell them Sauron lives because of you?"

[dcvilhimsclf]

Please allow me to introduce myself — I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long year — stole many a man's soul and faith

INTRO WILL BE REMADE AFTER I MAKE SOME PLOTS AND CONNECTIONS, DM ME IF WE HAD A PLOT IN DYNAMITE AND WANT TO CONTINUE IT OR IF YOU WANT A NEW ONE <33

FOR NOW - STILL MARRIED TO ANNA FRIEDMAN, STILL HAVING A BABY ANNA HOPE FRIEDMAN.

First and foremost, this portrayal is probably gonna be a little different than you would expect. Max still has his sharp tongue and sometimes rude manners, but that's only when he feels attacked or tries to make a sarcastic joke. He learnt a while ago that the way he used to talk to people didn't bring him much happiness in real life. But to keep his gimmick alive, he uses social media like twitter to support it. However, here he will be much more tamed, actually trying to have friends.

As this is a non-au, I decided to make severe changes to his character in this rp. I won't mention anything related to his faith out of respect to everyone. With that being said, I hope you'll enjoy my portrayal of this devil.

Labeled as: "The Devil Himself" with the aesthetic of "The Spitfire": spirited debates, never taking no for an answer, confidence that could kill, workaholic, going off the handle, driving fast, blasting music late at night, neon signs, heavy lifting in gym at midnight.

Pleased to meet you, hope you can guess my name But what's confusin' you is just the nature of my game.

— CONNECTIONS: wife @chokerslayer ; child: Annie Hope Friedman

[henrysglock]

Sympathy for the Devil lyrics:

''Please allow me to introduce myself I'm a man of wealth and taste I've been around for a long, long years Stole million man's soul an faith''

''Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game''

''Just as every cop is a criminal And all the sinners saints As heads is tails Just call me Lucifer 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint''

''So if you meet me Have some courtesy Have some sympathy, and some taste Use all your well-learned politnesse Or I'll lay your soul to waste, mm yeah''

I mean bruh. 'have some sypmathy and use your politeness or I will lay your soul to waste?????' LIKE COME THE FUCK ON!

''Tell me baby, what's my name? Tell me honey, can ya guess my name? Tell me baby, what's my name? I tell you one time, you're to blame

What's my name Tell me, baby, what's my name? Tell me, sweetie, what's my name?''

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so i was digging for some analyses on the lyrics and boy howdy if that doesn’t sound like…something?

It almost feels more like Henry Creel vs what’s happening in Hawkins with the satanic panic? Which is interesting that it would be on Will’s playlist when Will isn’t associated with Hellfire yet.

or maybe, if we consider the possibility that the song is from the Mindflayer’s pov…the lyrics feel more “the devil is present for evil things, but man enacts true evil” i.e. the Mindflayer/Devil is present for or dragged into the evil things that Henry does.

Maybe it’s both, maybe I’m off-base…i really am not sure!!

[herpderpdoctor]

So @hasmashdoneanythingwrong rewrote part of “Sympathy For The Devil” to fit a certain character in Lostbelt 6 (link to the original post here, beware LB6 spoilers)

But my brain wouldn’t let it go, so I decided to rewrite the whole song. Put under a Read More cuz a) it’s long, and, again b) spoilers for LB6

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a king of wealth and taste

I've been around for a long, long year

Stole many a fae’s soul and faith

I was 'round when Artoria

Had her life of doubt and pain

Made damn sure that Barghest

Had her feast, and sealed her fate

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

Stuck around in Gloucester

When I saw it was a time for a change

Killed many Fae and The Wing Clan

Murian screamed out in vain

I rode a moth

Dressed up as a goth

When the Calamities raged

And the mors all stank

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guess my name, oh yeah

Ah, what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched with glee

While you man and Fae

Fought for ten decades

For the land they made

I shouted out

Who killed The High Queen?

When after all

It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

And I laid traps for The Fang Clan

Who got killed before they reached Londinium

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah

But what's confusing you

Is just the nature of my game

Just as every fae is a criminal

And all the sinners saints

As heads is tails

Just call me Vortigern

'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me

Have some courtesy

Have some sympathy, and some taste

Use all your well-learned politnesse

Or I'll lay your soul to waste, mm yeah

Pleased to meet you

Hope you guessed my name, mm yeah

But what's puzzling you

Is the nature of my game

[retromusicart]

Please allow me to introduce myself

I'm a man of wealth and taste

The Rolling Stones - Beggars Banquet (Decca UK/London US, 1968) - Design by Tom Wilkes

Heh. Who needs a man of wealth and taste when you have a cover of wealth and taste? Even though it's basic as hell.

This cover was actually a censored cover put out by the record company. The original front and back covers were a collection of photographs of a bathroom with wall graffiti complete with a visible toilet, taken by Barry Feinstein. Decca found the covers too obscene (toilet humor was not exactly popular before the '70s). The bathroom covers eventually made their way to the '80s reissues on CD.

All editions feature a gatefold cover of the band in a "banquet", taken by Michael Joseph.

Images courtesy of Discogs.

[lily-radiance]

The way the MC of the bleach fic is just giving me a weird mix of music. There will be a karaoke scene. I will regret it later.

No, but seriously, here's some sample lyrics that are too perfect:

Vigilante Sh*t

Song by Taylor Swift

Draw the cat eye, sharp enough to kill a man/You did some bad things, but I'm the worst of them/Sometimes I wonder which one will be your last lie/They say looks can kill and I might try/I don't dress for women/I don't dress for men/Lately I've been dressing for revenge

Mastermind

Song by Taylor Swift

What if I told you none of it was accidental/And the first night that you saw me, I knew I wanted your body?/I laid the groundwork and then, just like clockwork/The dominoes cascaded in a line/What if I told you I'm a mastermind?/And now you're mine/It was all my design/'Cause I'm a mastermind

Sympathy For The Devil

Song by The Rolling Stones

Please allow me to introduce myself/I'm a man of wealth and taste/I've been around for a long, long years/Stole million man's soul an faith/And I was 'round when Jesus Christ/Had his moment of doubt and pain/Made damn sure that Pilate/Washed his hands and sealed his fate/Pleased to meet you/Hope you guess my name/But what's puzzling you/Is the nature of my game

Apex Predator

Barrett Wilburt Reed

Don't be fooled by the pink/She is not playing dolls/She is stalking the halls/For the thrill of the kill/Every person in school/Is aware of her stare/When she tosses her hair/They go perfectly still/All their eyes say, "don't attack me."/Watch them sweat and pant and shake/Every food chain has its acme/Regina George eats steak/She's the queen of the beasts/She can smell your fear/In this biosphere/She's the apex predator