#the serpent ( solo )

[burningcrab]

SMASH YOUR GLASS HOUSE !!!

a playlist about lottie ceilingfan and fame that comes in a flash flood

requested by @jirnkirks

for the blaseball fanmix exchange organized by @waveridden

this one was real fun to make. if u got famous in late expansion era you get at least three (3) songs off the “hatefuck my life” playlist i dont make the rules

also lottie is neat. i only vaguely knew abt aer (“oh yeah that was the super idol from right before the world ended”) but i like the vibe. i like the Narrative. i like having an excuse to put check me out and mirror on a playlist. idk. you get me

anyway excited to listen to more of the playlists. gn gamers

[doomanddead]

Ashes of Nothing Explores What’s Beneath the Surface

This album came out in July, but hey— it’s new to me! Let’s give it a listen.

The newest EP from Slovenia’s Ashes of Nothing is an introspective journey through a landscape of memory. A Thousand Serpents Holding Poison slithers down the line between doom and post-metal. It brushes up against shoegaze and sludge, yet wriggles away from any definitive categorization. The man behind the band, Emil Lončarević, writes, performs, and records everything himself. 

A Thousand Serpents Holding Poison by Ashes Of Nothing

The album opens on The Depth. This piece is dark and heavy. Clean and blackened vocals intertwine in a siren’s song, drawing the listener deeper.  We dip through a myriad of sonic influences as we descend into the deep. A melancholy melody dances on the current. Just when you think the song is coming to a close, the intensity swells, embodying a sense of grandness and depth of sound that’s surprising for a solo act. 

Counter to its title, Placid starts out pounding and turbulent. The rage coalesces to an aggressive but orderly rhythm. Suddenly, the arrangement is quiet and creeping. In a moment of revelation, the distinctive squeal of fingers drawn across coiled guitar strings cuts through the fuzz. The vocals here are whispered, poetic. Tension builds subtly. When we finally return to blackened vocals and plodding fury, the contrast is all the more impactful. 

Hintergedanke means “ulterior motive” or “hidden agenda”. It’s an ethereal instrumental with a mysterious melody. Each note cuts through the drone like acid dripped into a primordial soup of fuzz. I find myself going back for a second helping of this quick track. 

Ashes of Nothing saves some of the best for last. Saturn (The Great Return) starts off solemn but undeniably weighty. The tune is dynamic— constantly shifting like a memory you’ve tried too hard to pin in place. Clean vocals float in the background, part of the haze. Blackened vocals scorch the fore, charring everything around them. The melody writhes, but never loses the rhythm. Every instrument is crisp and perfect. This song evokes both the sentiment and the suffering that comes with remembrance.

A Thousand Serpents Holding Poison plumbs the depths of memory, exploring the constant push and pull of having a piece of yourself caught in the past. As listener Darknight pointed out, fans of Amenra will enjoy the razor-sharp beauty of this tortured and doleful EP. Right now you can buy the band’s entire discography on Bandcamp for just €6.80— an investment I strongly recommend.

[age-of-moonknight]

“Chapter II: Relics of the Gods,” Conan: Serpent War (Vol. 1/2019), #2.

Writer: Jim Zub; Pencilers and Inkers: Stephen Segovia and Vanessa del Rey; Colorists: Frank D’Armata and Jean-François Beaulieu; Letterer: Travis Lanham

[goryhorroor]

What are some underrated horror films? I have watched all the popular ones and need more! Thanks!

mentally prepare yourself because im ready to give a gumbo list (this has been sitting in my inbox because i had to ask all my friends and this is the list we came up with):

curse of the demon (1957) the serpent and the rainbow (1988) paranoiac (1963) the old dark house (1932) countess dracula (1971) golem (1920) haxan (1968) island of lost souls (1932) mad love (1935) mill of the stone women (1960) the walking dead (1936) the ghoul (1933) tourist trap (1979) the seventh victim (1943) ganja & hess (1973) dead of night (1945) a bay of blood (1971) let's scare jessica to death (1971) alice sweet alice (1976) the deadly spawn (1983) the brain that wouldn't die (1962) all about evil (2010) black roses (1988) the baby (1973) parents (1989) a blade in the dark (1983) blood lake (1987) solo survivor (1984) lemora: a child's tale of supernatural (1973) eyes of fire (1983) epitaph (2007) nightmare city (1980) slugs (1988) death smiles on a murderer (1973) intruder (1989) short night of glass dolls (1971) the children (2008) alone in the dark (1982) end of the line (2007) the queen of spades (1949) the housemaid (1960) tormented (1960) captain clegg (1962) the long hair of death (1964) dark age (1987) the crawling eye (1958) the kindred (1987) the gorgon (1964) wicked city (1987) baba yaga (1973) 976-evil (1988) bliss (2019) decoder (1984) amer (2009) the visitor (1979) day of the animals (1977) leptirica (1973) planet of the vampires (1965) lips of blood (1975) berberian sound studio (2012) a wounded fawn (2022) matango (1963) the mansion of madness (1973) the killing kind (1973) symptoms (1974) morgiana (1972) whispering corridors (1998) dead end (2003) infested (2023) (this just came out but im adding it) triangle (2009) the premonition (1976) you'll like my mother (1972) the mafu cage (1978) white of the eye (1987) mister designer (1987) alison's birthday (1981) the suckling (1990) graveyard shift (1987) messiah of evil (1987) out of the dark (1988) seven footprints to satan (1929) burn witch burn (1962) the damned (1962) pin (1988) horrors of malformed men (1969) mr vampire (1985) the vampire doll (1970) contracted (2013) impetigore (2019) eyeball (1975) malatestas carnival of blood (1973) the witch who came from the sea (1976) i drink your blood (1970) nothing underneath (1985) sauna (2008) seance (2000) come true (2020) the last winter (2006) night tide (1961) the brain (1988) dementia (1955) don't go to sleep (1982) otogirisou (2001) reincarnation (2005) mutant (1984) spookies (1986) shock waves (1977) bloody hell (2020) the den (2013) wer (2013) olivia (1983) enigma (1987) graverobbers (1988) manhattan baby (1982) evil in the woods (1986) death bed: the bed that eats (1977) cathy's curse (1977) creatures from the abyss (1994) the dorm that dripped blood (1982) the witching (1993) madman (1981) vampire's embrace (1991) blood beat (1983) the alien factor (1978) savage weekend (1979) blood sisters (1987) deadly love (1987) playroom (1990) die screaming marianne (1971) pledge night (1990) night train to terror (1985) the devonsville terror (1983) ghostkeeper (1981) special effects (1984) blood feast (163) the child (1977) godmonster of indian flats (1973) blood rage (1980) the unborn (1991) screamtime (1983) the outing (1987) the being (1983) silent madness (1984) lurkers (1988) forver evil (1987) squirm (1976) death screams (1982) jack-o (1995) haunts (1976) a night to dismember (1983) creaturealm: demons wake (1998) the curse (1987) daddy's deadly darling (1973) nightwing (1979) the laughing dead (1989) the severed arm (1973) the orphan (1979) not like us (1995) prime evil (1988) the monstrosity (1987) dark ride (2006) antibirth (2016) iced (1988) the soultangler (1987) twisted nightmare (1987) puffball (2007) biohazard (1985) cameron's closet (1988) beast from haunted cave (1959) the she-creature (1956)

[sam24]

String Beans and Goldfish

Summary: Defending someone who everyone hates is hard. Especially when you're standing in front of a bunch of gang members and Mr. Serpent Hottie won't stop staring at you.

Pairing: Sweet Pea x fem!reader

*****

As soon as you walked through the door, you felt the piercing gaze of 20 something pairs of eyes on you. There was only one that truly mattered, but you pushed down your weird volatile feelings and cleared your throat, stepping up to Jughead.

“What are you doing here?” He raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you were into gaming.”

You rolled your eyes with a scoff. “Sorry Jughead, I’m not here to join this fun little club you’ve got going on here. I’m here to talk to you guys.”

“See Jughead, she’s probably here to tell us how stupid our club sounds. Literally who’s going to believe this.” Fangs whined.

You avoided looking at Fangs, because you knew exactly who would be standing right next to him.

“Honestly, I don’t give a shit about your club. I just need to talk to you guys about Reggie.”

You heard a collective groan among them at the name of Riverdale High’s star athlete, infamous among the Serpents for being a complete asshole.

“Why? You here to defend that dick? You his girlfriend or something?”

Shit.

You looked to where the voice came from, although you knew exactly who it was. You made eye contact with him, his eyes, cold and proud, staring into you intently, waiting for an answer. There was an emotion rippling through his body that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

Anger? Jealousy? Both?

Sweet Pea remembered the first time he saw you- the drag race. You were leaning against the truck Reggie was sitting on, your elbow resting on Kevin’s shoulder, looking annoyed as you squinted in the sun.

You had taken a sip out of Reggie’s red solo cup, making a disgusted scrunched up face before shoving the drink back into his hands.

Sweet Pea almost smirked from his place on his motorcycle next to Toni, but remembered he wouldn’t be caught dead smiling at a Northsider.

He couldn’t help but steal glances at you the whole time, and he for sure as hell could see you looking back at him.

The second time he saw you was on the Serpents’ disastrous first day at Riverdale High.

You were standing off to the side behind Kevin, trying your best not to cringe at Veronica’s enthusiasm and Archie’s uncomfiness. Sweet Pea wasn’t even listening to whatever Veronica was saying, instead eye-flirting with you the whole time.

You didn’t say anything when Cheryl and Reggie made their dramatic entrance down the stairs, apart from an audible groan and an eye roll. But, he did see you pull the sleeve of Reggie’s jacket back when he tried to storm up to Sweet Pea, a glint of warning in your eyes. Reggie immediately backed down, and Sweet Pea scowled at the sight, a string of jealousy pulling in his stomach.

He later learned you were in his World History fifth hour class. You and Cheryl walked in late, accompanied by Principal Weatherbee. Cheryl holding a rag to her bleeding nose, and a bruise forming on your knuckles, and your seat was coincidentally the one right next to the one he sat in.

”Damn you must be one hungry chick.” Sweet Pea watched as you pulled out yet another pack of goldfish.

“Thanks, string bean.” You smiled, trying your best to cover up the rapid beating of your heart. “It’s one of my best qualities.”

He raised his eyebrows with a smirk. “It’s actually Sweet Pea.”

“Well, Sweet Pea, maybe you should take me to Pop’s one time and I can show you much I can eat in one sitting.” You said with a wink, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

And before Sweet Pea could flirt back, Reggie stormed over, narrowing his eyes at Sweet Pea, threat clear in his eyes. Before he could throw out an insult, the teacher interrupted, loudly telling Reggie to sit down.

He grudgingly did, but he spent the rest of class glaring murderously at Sweet Pea. And of course, Sweet Pea flirted with you even more because of that.

And now you were here, at an undercover Serpent meeting trying to defend him.

That filled Sweet Pea with rage.

“Look, string- Sweet Pea. I’m not trying to make up excuses for him. I’m just trying to show you his side.”

“Those sound an awful lot like excuses, sweetheart.” Sweet Pea sneered.

You tried not to choke at the nickname.

“Look, Pea, I don’t want to get in the middle of whatever sexual tension is going on between you two, but how about we hear what she’s gotta say.” Toni tried to reason.

“Thank you.” You sent Toni a warm smile, ignoring the first part of her sentence, before facing the rest of them.

“Okay look. I know, Reggie is an asshole. But deep down . . . he’s actually still kind of an asshole- you know what, I have no clue where I’m going with this, lemme start over.” You said with the wave of your hand. “Reggie’s going through a lot right now. His dad- let’s just say he isn’t the best father.”

You paused, thinking how to phrase your thoughts. “He’s going through a lot of shit at home, and-”

“So? That gives him a right to treat us like shit? Tell Reggie to get over himself. Other kids get abused, doesn’t mean they go around acting like dickbags.” Sweet Pea snarled, venom dripping from his voice.

You narrowed your eyes at him, getting defensive. “No, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m just saying- honestly I don’t even know what I’m saying.”

You looked down at the floor, suddenly feeling stupid. You kicked at the tile, your converse skidding on the floor.

“I’ve known Reggie for a long time, and what I’ve accumulated over all this time is that Reggie is terrible with feelings. When he’s mad, he’s angry. When he’s sad, he’s angry. When he feels like shit, he’s angry. It may not seem like it, but he’s really hurting inside. So he thinks the solution is to take it out on other people. And you guys are the perfect target.” You got quieter, the previous anger in your voice turning into sadness.

Sweet Pea suddenly felt guilty for yelling, which was a feeling he rarely ever felt.

“Look, guys. If you want to beat him up, go for it, he honestly deserves it for being so terrible.” You took in a breath. “But try not to kill him, please. He’s my best friend.” Your voice went down to a whisper at the end.

The kid next to Sweet Pea rolled his eyes. “Please. Save the acting, bitc-”

He was quickly silenced by the thunderous slam of Sweet Pea’s palm onto the desk.

“Nevermind.” His jaw clenched.

Sweet Pea’s eyes stayed on the desk, but he caught the slight smile on your face. He was too proud to tell you that he’ll try to go easy on Reggie, just for you, but you understood.

And that was what made you special.

Before anyone could say anything, Reggie’s voice echoed in the hallway, calling your name.

“You should probably go before your boyfriend gets mad.” Sweet Pea muttered angrily, falling even deeper into the dark pit called jealousy.

You turned to walk out the door, but not before looking Sweet Pea dead in the eye.

”He’s not my boyfriend, string bean.”

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Asmo is the personification of "I'm a delicate beautiful flower uvu" and then throws hands when someone disagrees, MC is just there to hold his stuff when he beats the stuffing out of some poor demon. Afterwards he pretends like he didn't lose his shit and threw hands because someone said that x wasn't his colour

HE CANONICALLY KNOWS AND USES WRESTLING MOVES!!!!

I see this as him starting to watch wrestling because of all the hot muscular people in it (remember that chat when Beel gets tickets to either a body building competition or a wrestling match and asks MC to come along but when MC suggests Asmo, because he'd like it, Beel says that's precisely why he can't take Asmo) but then he really got into it because of the actual wrestling & violence (whether or not it's fake isn't the point)

Okay but, I love Asmo so much???? He gives off this ditzy yet sweet air most of the time which contrasts greatly with how vicious he actually is? ;

He's the most vicious, out of the lot, to Mammon when he's pissed off - with his lines being brutally cutting

His entire Desire speech to MC in S1 which sounded like a villain monologue

When he finds out MC was lying about Belphie and why they wanted to make a pact with Asmo in the first place and he threatens to rip their heart out if they lie to him again and this is after they're technically friends!

How condescending he sounds during his solo in the group song with Levi & Beel

Princess Asmo going evil in that one anime episode was hilarious but honestly what did you expect would happen

The whole thing with Helene and how not only was he unapologetic he didn't even seem to realise he did anything wrong

Or the hints at the Sarah storyline which if they follow the irl story is very dark

The fact that (assuming that Levi's animal is a giant sea serpent rather than a snake) he's the only one with a venomous animal and I'm 100% convinced his demon form is venomous

His demon form consists of a bleeding heart as his marking, plus a scorpion which is obviously venomous and roses which would definitely have thorns

The fact that like I said in this post Asmo equates his place in the family to his beauty and then suddenly he fell and changed (and didn't the devs say that in the version where they have more demonic forms that Asmo hated his?) and that would have seriously messed him up

Like I really wanna know what it was like for him right after the fall becaue look at this and tell me he wasn't absolutely deranged

I haven't given Asmo any long scenes in my fics but I love writing him;

Asmo side eyes him, gaze sharp and calculating before his mouth thins into a parody of a smile. "Don't worry about it, Belphie," he says with an almost condescending pat to his cheek before he practically saunters away. 

Belphie watches him feeling mildly irritated but as equally amused and fond. He has always respected Asmo, found familiarity in the wicked sharpness he hid under bubbly giggles and hypersexual ditziness. 

tldr:

There's a reason why it's called blood lust

edit:

[angelap3]

......STUPENDA 🤗...

Attraverso il buchino del muro il topolino guardava il contadino e la moglie che stavano aprendo un pacchetto. "Che cibo ci sarà?" - si chiedeva il topolino che rimase sconvolto nel vedere che era una trappola per topi.

Il topolino fece il giro della fattoria avvisando tutti: - "C'è una trappola per topi in casa! C'è una trappola per topi in casa!"

Il pollo alzò la testa e disse: "Signor Topo, capisco che è una cosa grave per te, ma non mi riguarda. Non mi preoccupa affatto." Il topolino andò dal maiale dicendogli, "C'è la trappola per topi in casa! C'è la trappola per topi in casa!

" Il maiale con empatia disse: -"mi dispiace molto, Signor Topo, ma non c'è nulla che io possa fare, eccetto pregare. Ti assicuro che sarai fra le mie preghiere." Il topolino allora andò dalla mucca: -"C'è una trappola per topi in casa! C'è una trappola per topi in casa!"

La mucca disse, "Ohh.. Sig. Topo, mi dispiace per te ma a me non disturba." Quindi, il topolino tornò in casa, con la testa bassa, molto scoraggiato, per affrontare da solo la fatidica trappola.

Durante la notte sentirono uno strano rumore che echeggiò per la casa, come quello di una trappola che afferra la sua preda. La moglie del contadino si alzò subito per vedere cosa avrebbe trovato nella trappola.

Nel buio, non vide che era un serpente velenoso con la coda bloccata nella trappola. Il serpente morsicò la moglie del contadino che dovette portarla d'urgenza all'ospedale, con la febbre alta.

Come molti sanno, nella cultura contadina, la febbre si cura con una zuppa di pollo fresco, quindi il contadino con il suo coltellone uscì nel pollaio per rifornirsi con l'ingrediente principale della zuppa.

La malattia della moglie però non passava e così tanti amici vennero a trovarla per starle vicino.

La casa era piena e per nutrire tutti, il contadino dovette macellare il maiale. Ben presto la moglie morì e tanta gente venne al suo funerale tanto che il contadino dovette macellare la mucca per offrire il pranzo a tutti. Il topolino dal buchino del muro guardò il tutto con grande tristezza.

La prossima volta che sentite che qualcuno sta affrontando un qualche problema e pensate che non vi riguardi, ricordate che quando uno di noi viene colpito, siamo tutti a rischio.

Siamo tutti coinvolti in questo viaggio chiamato vita.

Prendersi cura gli uni degli altri è un modo per incoraggiarci e sostenerci a vicenda.

"Quando senti suonare la campana

non chiederti per chi suona.

Essa suona anche per te".

.......

(Ernest Hemingway)

foto del web

[imposterogers]

How different would Captain America Civil War be if it was instead called Iron Man 4 Civil War with Iron Man being the main character instead of Cap and they had Iron Man win the final fight but he doesn’t kill anyone or Bucky and Captain America escape from him or something, the fact that a lotta people are already Team Iron Man despite it being Caps film has me thinking if it was Iron Man 4: Civil War and Iron Man had the most screen time in the film, most would see Cap as the film’s villain.

you're bringing back repressed memories babes especially the fact that rdj called the movie iron man 4.......................................but in my opinion it should have been an avengers film NOT a cap film. steve and co (nat sam bucky) deserved a solo stand alone film without 25 other characters butting in, without the mess of the sokovia accords, without it all. it was SUPPOSED to be serpent society and follow their journey getting bucky back. and instead........

[uroborosymphony]

Monsters and humans.

september, sunday 18th, 2:31am. Seoul.​

ft. @darkepithymia

The ravens in my eyes have not stopped contemplating it. The majesty of it. 

In a box made of glass in my woodened bookshelf : a heart. It has been gifted to me, has captured the depths of my mind ever since. It almost feels like it’s speaking to me, whispering to me, calling for me in the night as I walk out of my rosy sheets of silk to find myself in the living room again, haunted. I could spend hours and hours admiring its chirurgically proceeded arteries, the wonders formol have done to the ventricles, how beautifully done was the virtrification process. The glassified heart has then painted in red, the veins in black and gifted to me.

Art.

Pure art.

An art of barbary, an act of madness, an act that tainted souls and minds and psyches... for me.  I smile to myself, giddy.

I knew Yongdae has helped Geonwoo. The trustworthy doctors in the underground were rare these days and these two do work hand in hand behind the Grim Reaper’s closed doors. They do have secrets nevertheless, sometimes locking themselves in the study the way they do, leaving me bored in the VIP salon of the club with only Mr Known to keep me company. I’m not truly mad at them, but I do like whining. If only I knew this time it was for them to serve me a soul on a plate, I would have been less difficult.

The lights are dimmed in my house, only my favorite Chopin’s waltz is playing as I lounge on my couch of velvet, the length of my hair cascading down my bare chest almost exposed by the robe that was slipping off my shoulder, the ebony of my hair betraying the porcelain of my skin.

“It’s magnificent.” Says the voice in my head.

It’s only her and I now. Many voices used to live within my mind, pulling on my brain from one side to another, ordering me to start fires or end my days. Years after years, they have morphed into one and only. My ally. The bridge to my subconsciousness. The one who thirsts and feeds on blood, the one who sings to the glory of vengence, the one who one day will consume me whole and let us ascend, let us be god.

“Wouldn’t a collection of hearts be even more magnificient? One by one, the core of our persecutors, caged, owned. By us.” I answer out loud, the lowness of my voice echoing in the immensity of the emptiness of my house.

“You finally realize the power we hold, don’t you. Embrace the rise, in no time we will be ready for our ascencion. That joke of a psychiatrist was just a pawn and had to go first. Hahahaha isn’t he more useful now? For us to contemplate like this in a box of cold glass. We will climb the ladder, taking off each piece of the game, bishops and knights, until finally, wet get the queen’s head.” 

"We have our own army now. Allies and knights. Blood oh blood will rain without us having to lift a finger until dommsday. It’s only for the final act that I will take my gloves off and do what I’ve came down this earth to do. It has begun, finally, it has. 

So.

Who’s next?”

[cali]

HOW do you have the patience to make these details... how do you decide where each line goes when there are so many? Is it channeling something? Or do you have to think and reason, okay, this line goes here, and then the next line goes here...

when i was younger i used to think spending more time on art made it better and i would kind of try to prove my mettle in art by use of heavy detailing instead of via technical skill. also i generally care moreso about the details in things rather than bigger picture so im more inclined to have my drawings reflect that... now i dont think that time makes it better anymore but thru years of working like this ive just developed a general affinity for extensive detail. i am trying to be more content with making simpler stuff too but i have to consciously learn that though, keeping it simple and staying confident about it.

do i channel something:

mmmm...maybe? sometimes a picture makes me a little crazy and i feel like i have to represent some type of perfect divinity in a "correct" manner.

heres 3 pics where that happened. the first two are trying to be more representational of concepts whereas the latter is more general level ornamental. like how a church would be decorated.

im a little more lax now on dedicating pictures to spirituality, but a lot of my pictures still have some type of divinity meets earth topic and in those i always think of the divine as something that in its truest form couldnt be understood but because the creature has divine power it can present itself or modify the world in any way it wanted to. and so it would choose ways that are easily understood as beautiful and good. why angels are pretty...

thats whats happening in these. the comet makes its body be beautiful while the seal eel serpent is showing its power thru perfect control of the water and making a really pretty splash

to ur question of how i decide on each line: its a mix between keeping every line imbued with intent but also not concentrating on the picture so hard that i have to enact force on it. i still redo most of my lines multiple times but i also dont feel fully conscious for the detail part of these bigger pictures. i have to be in a good mental state and those happen rarely. my workflow isnt ideal. a lot of days i do nothing and then on one day of the week i dont do anything but draw on one picture for 14+ hrs. i did that a couple days ago again and its euphoric in the moment, but the day after i feel drained dry as fuck. theres also an aspect to it where i draw virtue from patience and dedication to a task. i try to steel my patience a lot and drawing like this is part of that. i look up to nuns and eunuchs or that spaniard who built a church solo. id like to have that type of mindset with a Will that strong. but i dont want to do it via god based faith but instead my own thing. sorry for babble- thank you for the ask.

[wolf-2099]

"Light Serpent" Aphelion and the Reflect-Reflect Fruit

Aphelion's Devil Fruit lets him make hard light constructs, giving him offensive and defensive capabilities in battle and creative uses for things outside of fights. One of his most notable moves is his Reflect-Dragon ability, which lets him create draconic features for himself to wear out of the hard light. This ability has several "stages" to it that he's unlocked over time, each with their own unique strengths and weaknesses.

Solo images + Extra info under cut

-Wyvern is his most commonly used form of the ability. It gives him great agility with the wings, and the tail can be used to attack with if he plans it right. Without being weighed down, it is the most agile form. Wings can be used to fly or be used as shields since they are made of hard light and will not cause him physical harm if damaged.

-Dragon is the next commonly used. More offensive, it is the same as Wyvern with one added offensive trait with hard light claws on his arms and legs.

-Basilisk is the most offensive of the forms. Only used in rare moments against incredibly strong enemies or large groups. Basilisk has the perks of Dragon, but with larger horns for protection or offensive, and a second set of hard light arms.

-Awakened, or also known as Greater Dragon, is a version of Dragon achieved only after Aphelion awakens his Devil Fruit. The Awakened Reflect-Reflect Fruit allows Aphelion to make constructs out of ACTUAL light. The constructs take on the properties of the light source used (in this case, sunlight, as it is the most common and easiest to Absorb greater amounts of for stronger abilities).

Important note: Aphelion does not have to use every construct in the forms at once. For example, he can take just the claws of Dragon, or just the second set of arms from Basilisk. Many times, he will use just the wings to fly. These forms are just examples of how his power progresses. The only form he cannot take just one construct from to use is Awakened Greater Dragon.

[marketfreshfics]

OC: Paisley Gallos

Basics:

Full name: Paisley November Gallos Nickname: Pais Gender: Female Species: Witch / Vampire Date of birth: December 14th, 1874 Nationality: Spanish-French, born in the Americas Blood status: Muggleborn Wand: Walnut, dragon heartstring, 11”, unyielding

Appearance

Hair colour: Dark brown / mahogany Hairstyle: Short, wavy Eye colour: Hazel Skin tone: Medium Height: 5’2” Body type: Average, slight muscle definition

Clothing style: Functionality takes priority; light-medium, but durable fabrics such as cotton and leather for ease of movement. Prefers more fitted clothing, especially when travelling or exploring outside the castle walls. Fond of worn denim; often wears her brother’s hand-me-down pairs when out of class.

Accessories:

Often carries a harmonica in her back pocket

Her father’s wristwatch, despite it always running a few minutes ahead

Other distinguishing features:

Three diagonal scars on the left side of her jaw (obtained while trying to escape from a vampire)

Two small birthmarks below her bottom lip

Personality

Traits: Intelligent, resourceful, clever, determined, crass, blunt, intuitive, curious, decisive, quick to anger, observant, goal-oriented, remorseful Likes: Early morning hikes, writing in a new notebook, solving problems, the ocean, strong coffee (with two sugar cubes), stargazing, foraging for minerals/rocks Dislikes: Perfume, wet socks, the afternoon sun, formal attire, dishonesty Hobbies: Fishing, metalsmithing (when out of school) Fears: The unknown, her own thirst (once she becomes a vampire)

MBTI: INFJ-A Zodiac: Sagittarius sun, Aquarius moon, Libra rising Temperament: Choleric Archetype: The Rebel Similar characters: Remus Lupin, Albus Dumbledore, Sam Winchester, Harry Callahan, Lisa Simpson, Han Solo, Max Mayfield, Jon Snow

Family/Friends

Father: Pierre - Muggle, Fisherman Mother: Rosalyn - Muggle, Teacher (Died in 1882 from scarlet fever) Sibling(s): Mathieu (age 19) Pet(s): Barred Owl, “Crispen” Friends: Sebastian Sallow, Ominis Gaunt, Garreth Weasley, Amit Thakkar, Natsai Onai

Magic

Boggart: Extremely thick fog, accompanied by a foghorn Patronus: Colossal squid Polyjuice: Turns crimson, tastes like spring water and copper Amortentia: Smoke, bergamot and clean, starched cotton Special abilities:

Fire-based offensive spells and charms

Non-verbal magical spells

(Once transformed into a vampire) can sometimes "absorb" a person's abilities after consuming their blood

Backstory

Born in Nova Scotia, Canada to immigrant muggle parents, Paisley grew up in a small fishing village just on the outskirts of a port city. Because of this, she spent many days on fishing vessels with her father and older brother, while her mother worked as a teacher at the schoolhouse in town. When she was eight, her mother fell gravely ill and unfortunately passed away from complications of scarlet fever. Her father, Pierre, often struggled to balance work obligations with raising Paisley and Mathieu, and more often than not her older brother was left responsible, which caused her to develop a great deal of independence.

Being from a non-magical family, Paisley's magic was a startling discovery. It revealed itself when, while arguing with her brother, she made a milk bottle spontaneously explode in frustration. The following morning, two members from the Ministry for Magic arrived, explained magical abilities to her and her family, and promptly enrolled her in the Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

She was sorted into the Horned Serpent house, based on her high level of intelligence and ambitious, goal-oriented mindset.

Paisley excelled in her studies, her hunger for knowledge consistent, and while graduating from her fifth year she was recognized for her advanced magical comprehension. She was hand-selected by the Minster for Magic himself to take part in an accelerated graduate program at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry, and with great excitement she transferred at the start of her sixth year. Having researched the Hogwarts houses before her arrival, she anticipated being sorted into Ravenclaw... however the mysterious rumours about the Slytherin house fostering several dark wizards in history captivated her curiosity, and thus the sorting hat placed her there instead.

Soon after arriving at Hogwarts, she was captured by a well-known criminal, who subsequently bit her and changed her into a vampire against her will. The details around this, and why she was selected specifically, are still unknown...

Academics

Best subject: DADA Favourite subject: Astrology Favourite teachers: Professor Fig, Professor Sharp Worst subject: History of Magic Least favourite subject: Divination, Theory of Magic Least favourite teacher: Binns Quidditch: N/A

As a student:

Prioritizes her studies as much as possible; she is aware of the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to study at Hogwarts and does not take it for granted.

Sometimes misses classes without explanation, particularly on sunny days.

She is always happy to help fellow classmates, however, she is wary of many. This only increases once she has been turned.

Mostly keeps to herself; has few, close friends, with whom she places a great deal of trust.

Future

Career: Researcher or Archivist Naturally, Paisley is drawn to a career path that allows her the opportunity to further her education and learn something new. Her ambitions focus on filling her brain with as much information as possible, so taking up a job as a Researcher or Archivist for the Ministry is very much in her wheelhouse.

Spouse: TBD Children: TBD

Special thanks to @hazyange1s for letting me follow their OC layout 🤍

[3nding]

Doveroso oggi condividere un capitolo così doloroso della mia vita. Che questa sia una testimonianza, senza pretesa di verità. Se deciderà di prendere il mare agitato dei social va più che bene l’anonimato. Mia sorella è morta per il covid a 53 anni, si controllava regolarmente e l’ospedale per una banalità lo aveva visto una volta sola nella vita. E’ entrata in ospedale il 15 gennaio, ne è uscita dentro una bara chiara il 16 febbraio. Io e lei non abbiamo mai pensato fosse un’influenza più forte del normale, del resto, se lo fosse stata, non si sarebbe trovata con un tubo in gola, in coma farmacologico, con questo “serpente” che ritmicamente si gonfia e si sgonfia per tenerti attaccato alla vita. Non si sarebbe sfiancata in cicli di pronazione a testa in giù sperando di tornare alla vita e ai sorrisi. Noi parlavamo e cercavamo di agire con responsabilità, lei che mi ha detto “Non ci vediamo nemmeno a Natale, scusami, dobbiamo tutelare noi e gli altri”. Lei che l’ultima volta che  ha potuto dirmi qualcosa mi ha detto “Grazie, ringrazia tutti”. Le ho lasciato il vestito che preferiva, le scarpe del ballo che tanto amava, gli orecchini, la collana prediletta e lo scialle rosso per lei essenziale per questo corredo funebre, e ci scherzava nei primi giorni di ricovero, dandomi indicazioni, in un esorcismo laico mai riuscito. E allora penso ai quasi 94.000 che ad oggi hanno dovuto pensare a uno scialle, a riprendere i sacchi sigillati dall’ospedale con i vestiti dentro, con il nome scritto sopra con un pennarello, come dei caduti di una guerra che trova sempre nuovi motivi di divisione. E’ per questo che non è importante che questa sia la mia storia, è la storia di tantissimi. Tantissimi che chiedono solo l’uso della delicatezza, del rispetto, della gentilezza. Non vorrebbero leggere le opinioni non richieste, i complotti, l’iperbole definitiva di un autore sconosciuto. Nel momento più doloroso, quello dell’astio per la troppa superficialità di  chi usa questo mezzo che ci sta avvelenando l’anima ben oltre il percepito, riesco comunque a dare un segnale diverso. A non accodarmi. Non ho niente da dire nemmeno sul covid. Chiedo solo gentilezza, per mia sorella che era la mia roccia e il mio pilastro, da sempre. Chiedo gentilezza per tutti gli altri, lei  e’ un numero, insieme agli altri quasi 94.000. Ma se ci si impegna, si può avere rispetto anche dei numeri. Solo questo chiedo. - Paolo Di Sabatino, fb

[inutilidadeaflorada]

Terra em Transe

A rotação dissimula ofertas E todo afeto vira cinismo Girando trópicos em centrífugas Reinventando idiomas mortos

Um tempo-sujo que não é divino Sofre como todos nós Enfrenta seus dilemas temendo A intenção que os injustos espalham

Que lacraias me comam a cara Deixando buracos para as ovas Que serpentes me propunham Depois, descartar-me por oito meses

Todo êxtase beira o assombro de sofrer A experiência insuportável de despedaçar-se Movendo tatos incrédulos como um refúgio Invertendo ponteiros ao erguer babilônias cênicas

Retomo a sequência sufocada, com retumbante zelo Eu nem me dei conta quando dancei com carrosséis O adversário árido dos meus lábios invoca palavras Sua ordem era superar o ritmo inglês superficial

Me disponho a enfeitar tais cotidianos Intervir quando a chuva de sal fizer escolta Ao prometer um exército de cravos no paladar Quando desmoronem corpos inóspitos

Não se apavora nesse silêncio, a flor que murcha Permanecerá inerte e sem cuidado Confabulando substâncias desérticas Ao evitar o material biodegradável de solos sagrados

Devastar a nostalgia de espaços três por quatro A lua derrama tais lágrimas prateadas Associando infância perdida com fardas O evangelho escrito por um narrador estéril...

[enatchios]

playlist masterlist:

if there is a serpent in our garden - inspired by the fall of x, gillen and werneck’s immortal x-men, and a funk-filled apocalypse

in the form, if not the flesh - inspired by claremont and simonson’s inferno, zeb well’s hellions, and madelyne pryor’s fall and rise

all we have left is threats - inspired by bendis’s uncanny x-men run and scott summer’s mutant freedom fighter era

though not one easily answered - inspired by mystique’s solo run and kieron gillen and lucas werneck’s immortal x-men

she’s someplace cold - inspired by netflix’s daredevil, the solo elektra run, and liu’s black widow: name of the rose

miles morales’ swinging playlist - inspired by itsv, every miles morales run, and growing up afrolatino in nyc

died on the job - inspired by future state: gotham and the under the red hood film

nothing can be done to change it - inspired by stover’s revenge of the sith novelization and the fall of the galactic republic

apathy is death - inspired by kotor i and kotor ii and the tragic nature of revan and the exile

traitor, idiot, count - inspired by cavan scott’s dooku: jedi lost and stover’s revenge of the sith novelization

i’m the only child you’ll ever need. you can kill the others. - inspired by hbo’s succession with an anne carson influence

new york is dead - inspired by hbo and bbc’s industry and the general misery of harper stern

🪆- inspired by netflix’s russian doll

i hope evil takes mastercard - inspired by buffy the vampire slayer and faith lehane’s hypothetical mixtape

casa de mi tia - songs that play in my central american aunts’ apartments

manic black girls rejoice - songs for the black girls that blast azealia banks and look up to octavia st. laurent and monet de haan

we look damn good - a possible heist story, think ocean’s 8, portrait of a thief, etc.

you’re morbid, you’ve taken away my appetite - a possible short story, think anne carson’s elektra, daughters of the dust, black girls and their mothers, etc. (falls under 001 on the pinterest board)

start a war, just for the feeling - a possible vampire story, think pledge, selah and the spades, an all-black buffy the vampire slayer, etc. (falls under 002 on the pinterest board)

sharpening my oyster knife - a possible story of a prophet, think the myth of cassandra, this is how you lose the time war, etc. (falls under 003 on the pinterest board)

and then there was doom - a possible post-apocalypse world were the radio only plays hip-hop

inspired by @fluoresensitive stunning playlists and tag system

aforementioned pinterest that accompanies the playlists can be found here

[marina-the-witch]

My Souls Hot Takes

Decided to write up a couple of my less popular opinions for souls games. Please don't get upset over any of these, if you disagree that's totally valid

Dark Souls 1:

Bell Gargoyles is my favorite base game boss

I don't like Ornstein and Smough that much

Gwyn's theme is nowhere near as sad or dramatic as its made out to be in my opinion

Painted World isnt fun to me at all

Tomb of the Giants isnt that bad

I miss the whimiscal 80s fantasy aesthetic the series lost in the following entries even if i understand it narratively

Dark Souls 2:

I'm not just a hater or fail to appreciate an underrated gem, I simply dont enjoy this game

I think Darklurker is mid and the runback gimmick is stupid

The world and lore arent that much better to me than any other souls games and dont save the game

Life Gems are actually pretty okay

Old Dragonslayer is really not that big of a deal

Royal Rat Vanguard is the single worst boss in souls to me

Fume Knight is just kinda alright to me, I enjoy Sir Alonne much more

The health cap loss fucking sucks i hate it

Its perfectly fine to both love and hate this game please calm tf down

Dark Souls 3:

Soul of Cinder isnt that exciting, I might just be biased though bc i started the DS games with 3

Jailers arent that bad, Thralls are way worse

Ancient Wyvern kinda funny tbh

I really really dislike Sister Friede

The random wolf guy in ariandel is the wost boss in 3

Corvian Knights are the coolest enemy in the trilogy

The game isnt actually as ugly and monotone as people say

Pontiff Sulyvahn is sooooo mid to me I could not care less for his parry bait jojo stand ass goofy fight

Yhorm is such a nothing boss without the siegward narrative to me

Demon Prince solos literally any other duo boss and its not even close

R1 and O spam is a dark souls staple to me, not DS3 exclusive at all

Dragonslayer Armor and Oceiros are insanely underrated

Sekiro:

Demon of Hatred actually slaps

Corrupted Monk actually slaps

Great Shinobi Owl is really mid to me, too gimmicky

Guardian Ape has the same issues as DoH just to a lesser extend

The 2 giant beast (serpent and carp) area hazards are so good

Souls should give underwater another shot imo

Most of the minibosses are kinda bad to me

Bloodborne:

Laurence is actually peak

Not really a fan of Maria's fight, gonna replay the game soon to see if it'll finally click

Winter Lanters are pretty cool

Micolash fans are weird why are there so many

Yharnam Sunrise is the most boring ending of any souls game

As much as i would love it, I cant feasibly see a logical contuination of the Bloodborne universe

Saw Spear mid idc

Chalice Dungeons are both infinitely better and worse than people say I really dont know how to feel about them

Simon's Bowblade is one of the coolest weapons in fiction

Elden Ring:

Morgott is underrated

Dragons are underrated

Placidusax's theme is kinda eh to me

Radahn and Malenia are equal, both fandoms can stfu, it said fought to a standstill for a reason

Rykard is genuinely a good fight even with the gimmick in mind

I don't care for vyke, frenzy, shabriri or any other madness hoobla

I hate using great spears so much

Summons are VALID. If they were cheating they wouldnt be in the game. Get over yourself

Idc how much you can counter it I dont like malenia's waterfowl dance and health regain

Godskin Duo isn't that bad, the REAL enemy is valiant gargoyles

Royal Revenants, Birds and Runebears at least have the decency to be rare... Imps and Lobsters though

Volcano Manor is underrated as fuck, such a unique level for a souls game with so much cool lore and visual flare