#SoulEclipse

[spectranoirofficial]

The Gothic Hymns of Spectra Noir: Embracing My Shadows

"Embracing the shadows": that’s what helped me navigate the darkest corridors of my existence. I transformed my grief and isolation into a haunting symphony that speaks to the souls lost in the abyss of modernity. As Spectra Noir, I emerged from this crucible of despair with an unflinching dedication to my art.

There’s a certain beauty in the darkness I’ve experienced. It's about embracing the melancholy and finding liberation within it. It’s about experiencing my pain fully and transforming it through the lens of gothic beauty.

I’d rather be composing in the silence of my sanctuary. This dedication is evident in my prolific output, from the debut album "Shadowhymns" to the upcoming "Abyssosymphonia". Each project delves deeper into the themes of existential dread, spiritual isolation, and the macabre beauty of existence.

Considering the tumultuous journey I have endured; my perspective is both poignant and powerful. Through my music, I explore the depths of human emotion, from the agony of loss to the fleeting moments of love and beauty. My latest song, "Dark Reflection," proves my ability to channel the darkest aspects of life into hauntingly beautiful compositions.

The darkness has always been a part of me. It’s woven into my identity, shaped by the shadows of my past. Each song on 'Shadowhymns' is a piece of my soul, raw and unfiltered, telling of the struggles and the serenity I’ve found in the void.

The album’s 7 tracks are imbued with rich textures and atmospheric layers, creating an ambience that captures my essence. I meticulously crafted each element, from the eerie whispers and distant echoes to the powerful crescendos and melancholic interludes, to convey the emotional depth of my life.

A central theme of "Shadowhymns" is my exploration of identity through the lens of gothic and ethereal music. My life, marked by moments of profound solitude and spiritual introspection, is reflected in the haunting melodies and poetic lyrics that define my work. I’ve always been drawn to the darker side of existence. It’s where I find my strength and my voice.”

In tracks like 'Crypticantations' and 'A Wraith's Heart Cannot Heal', I delve into the complexities of love and loss, creating narratives that speak to the listener on a deeply personal level. My ability to capture the dualities of human experience–the light within the darkness, the beauty within the pain – is what sets me apart as a truly unique artist in the gothic music scene.

I create for the souls who wander in the darkness, seeking solace in the shadows. We’re living in a time where the world feels more disconnected than ever. My music is a sanctuary for those who feel lost and alone. It’s a space where we can all find a piece of ourselves.

This unapologetic embrace of darkness defines my artistry. My work is a blend of reactionary anger and profound beauty, expressed through the haunting melodies and poetic narratives that will fill many albums to come. There’s as much despair as there is hope in my music. It’s a reflection of reality, a world where beauty and pain coexist.

In every shadow, there’s a story waiting to be told. And in every story, there’s a piece of me. I’m not just creating music; I’m expanding my soul, one note at a time.

[suzannestokesmeow]

Yummy #pancakes #strawberries #whipcream oh my. Shooting movie called Soul Eclipse #souleclipse (at Downtown LA)

[erekhsha]

liked for a starter || @souleclipsed​

     ARASH WAS THE KIND of Servant who was always forthcoming with his Masters, and so he thought it best to let Yuna know ahead of time the limitations she would face in having summoned him rather than another Servant. He could handle most with just his bow and the skills he had, but at the same time, if there was a clash of Noble Phantasms, he would be at a disadvantage. After all, he only had one shot. It would ensure victory in most cases, but at the cost of his own life as a result. To most, that perhaps classified him as a useless Servant in comparison to others, yet even still...it was all he had. 

     ❝I don’t know if you have any information on me, so I’ll cut to the chase. Don’t use my Noble Phantasm until we get to the end if you can. Once we reach that final stretch, if you want me go ahead and use it, that’s fine. For now, though, you’ll have to avoid it if you want to win.❞ He waited quietly, wondering how she would take this information. Despite having reservations about magi in general, his Master was his partner whether they liked it or not, and thus, they must interact like partners if there was even remotely a path towards victory.

[ardenssolis]

@souleclipsed​  said (inbox): does ozy like u 2.0 meme || no longer accepting

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Their first impression of your muse:

❝My first impression was not unfavorable. She was the standard Master to me, so I held no real opinion of her save that she greeted me as she should a sovereign. Yuna came across as rather distant -- professional, I suppose is the better word. She came across as proud and rather stubborn even back then, although I was not aware just how stubborn she could truly be. Regardless, she would listen to my advice. I have far more experience with war than she does, after all.❞

Current impression:  

She has grown considerably from where she was. She is still quite proud and that clashes with me as her Servant sometimes, but as I said before, Yuna is willing to look upon her behavior and actions and enact change if necessary. That is a good thing and takes far more character than most would allow. She does has her moments were she aggravates me to no end. Once she grew angry at me because I told her to stay within her residence while she was healing from an injury, so she took that as me being difficult and wishing to trap her inside rather than me thinking strategically. Thankfully situations like this are far and few and our relationship is a stable one.❞

Are they attracted to your muse?:  

❝Mm...I suppose I find Yuna's growth as both a Master and as a person to be intriguing, but I cannot say that is attraction. Not in that way at least.❞

Something they find frightening about your muse:

❝Nothing in particular. I suppose her one track mind can be frightening if you are an enemy. Once she sets her eyes upon a foe, her intent to incapacitate them through any means necessary shows how deadly she can be.❞

Something they find adorable about your muse:  

❝....❞ He tilted his head, hand lifting so he could tap a finger against his chin in thought. Ah, that was a hard question to answer. Yuna? Adorable? He could not even pinpoint a moment where he thought this. ❝Come back ask me at a later date.❞

Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:  

❝Yuna has much to live for, so perhaps. How disappointing it would be to have watched all these changes within her, just to see it all be for nothing in the end. No, no, I could not allow that to transpire.❞

Would my muse go on a date with yours? platonic/romantic:  

❝She does seem like the type to care for things like this. Platonic ‘dates’ just seem like the usual spending time with another. I do not see why such a thing would require a label of some time other than...what is that thing that people in this era say? Hanging out?❞

One word my muse would use to describe yours:  

❝Stubborn.❞

Would my muse slap yours if they could?:

❝If she was about to make a foolish choice that would cost her life and refused to listen to any reason I attempted to show her, then yes. I doubt that will ever be an issue, however. As said before, our relationship is a stable one and she does listen to me more.❞

Would my muse hug/kiss yours?:

❝She has hugged me before, but it was a surprising thing. I am not used to Yuna being...affectionate in this way, nor am I one who is prone to reaching out to others like this either. Who knows? One does not know the future.❞

[aestuavis]

Touches pupper's paw

[ places paws into your hands. mama !! pupper loves mama !! ]

[destructivour-aa]

❛     y`got any spare time to  PLAY FOR A WHILE   ,   huh   ?     ❜

@souleclipsed

[lunaetis]

▸▸ [ @souleclipsed || rin starter call ]

─「凛」─  “ why do i care about you ... ? it’s true that our alliance is temporary. after this war ... i’d be gone from your side and your life would return to normal ... you’re my master, and your order is absolute to me. however ... ” there was a small pause, the tug at the corner of her HEART where memory resurfaced slowly. the time when she was alive ... how long had it been since then ? she wasn’t sure. the other aged DIFFERENTLY than normal human, after all.

                “ i want you to win ... master, but not at a cost of your life ... or your heart. perhaps, you remind me of someone i know long ago. someone who looked out for me --- someone who tried to save me ... and i wish i could’ve repaid her for everything she did. ”

[unwcvering]

♗

acts of intimacy || accepting@souleclipsed

♗ | your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap

       Chin resting comfortably in the palm of his hand, Waver held his attention on the television screen. It was no more than background noise for the time being, volume set low enough that he could barely hear voices of the actors in the movie. If he was asked the plot happened to be, he couldn’t exactly say. Something about a bride running away from her wedding. It wasn’t something Waver would go out of his way to watch, but the remote was across the room and, by his definition, too far away for him to reach. It didn’t help that Yuna had taken his lap for a pillow either, leaving him planted to the couch cushion until she decided to wake. He wouldn’t dare wake her though. The last thing he wanted to do was disturb her slumber when she looked as peaceful as she did.

       For one to comfortably fall asleep in his presence, it was an indicator of how much trust was given to him. He could have easily slipped into her dreams whilst she slept, taken for himself within that realm and nothing could have been said or done until she awoke. It was an invasion of privacy, one he only considered when he was acquainted with the person, but he considered Yuna somewhat of a friend. Her dreams were to be kept for herself. Running gently over the top of her head, fingertips smoothed through tresses as he flickered his attention back to the television, noting the credits beginning to roll. Hopefully, the next movie wouldn’t be as bad.

[armazeilor]

@souleclipsed || closed starter .

He didn’t quite know whether to be concerned or not; all he knew was that the air felt heavy, the shadows lingering a bit too dark. Even flickering candle lights seemed to shiver uneasy, an eager surge of magic prickling instinctively beneath his skin.

“—That guy over there has been staring at you for a while.”

[smiletorn]

@souleclipsed || from here

That lukewarm sentiment - only a fool could speak such things to that goddess of terror. Having the wish to protect someone, even if they’re stronger than you - could Izanami understand it? She could not. Even that vessel would always spew such hopeless words of encouragement. It was the very reason she turned away from the goddess at that time. Wanting to get stronger to protect the people she care about, even if she could have happily played that role of always being the one protected...

Hearing Yuna speak such similar words made Izanami scoff.

She closed her eyes, a sigh slipping past her lips. ❛ I do not need you to do the same for me. Besides, it seems you cannot even protect yourself. Tell me, how would you go about protecting other people if you do not look after yourself? ❜ But Yuna’s words were not false. Indeed, the metahuman had faced conditions more adverse than the one she had just been in, no matter how dangerous it remained.

Lifting a hand, though unsearchable in the perpetual darkness, it was almost as if she could see the fire burning in Yuna’s eyes. Izanami loathed it, the fact that she was allowing herself to be connected to a human. But in the past, she would have said that she did not regret it. A woman who had first betrayed her vessel, Izanami saw a sadness inside Yuna that resonated with the goddess’ own care. And during their short time together, the two truly had bonded --

Which is why, in the end, being betrayed like this, Izanami could truly not forgive it. ❛ Besides, foolish woman - what are you doing in a place like that anyway? You are nowhere near your daughter. I would say that you’re throwing your life away for nothing, despite your claims that you’re doing this to protect her. This seems... unnecessary. ❜

[regalius]

@souleclipsed.

              « 神秘 » Ah.

            Crimson bleeds from his being, staining the amethyst insignia upon his arms. The power he had sealed away granting him a heartbeat once more. Consciousness resurfaces as a blade sinks into his chest. It draws blood, but only the tiniest of drops. For he has no more blood to lose. He begins to register the buzzing of panicked voices and an inability to move. It’s not difficult to deduce the details of his current...predicament. 

             “...”

            The world moves in slow motion, as golden lashes part to reveal gold. Gold is thought to be the colour of the sun, but it is by no means merciful. Anger boils within him, yet only his thirst for lifeblood spills out. His bloodlust is raw and suffocating, even for him. Bodies drop around him, and soon he is the only conscious being. Oh how the tables have turned--the thought of a fool. Luckily, his anger is not directed at these morons trying to unravel the secrets of his biology. It is at himself and his own arrogance, the sole reasons why he could have ended up here. 

            Still, with irritation and instinct the only things keeping him conscious, he had no choice but to replenish what he had lost. His bindings are quickly discarded and focus shifts to finding a source of blood. He had no taste for the blood of fools. Despite his dilemma, his pride would not still not allow him to dine on just any being. A quick glance at his surroundings revealed a concerning fact, ten years had passed since his last memory. How slovenly of him to sleep for a decade. He ought to do better to avoid experiencing anymore ‘arrogance-induced naps’.

            Now then, it appears he had no choice to subject an innocent stranger to an ordeal he would not wish upon others. Curse this constitution that did not allow his thirst to be satisfied by any other than those of divine or vampire blood...or those his heart had acknowledged...Anyhow, he needed to make himself presentable, regardless of what society is like now. He doesn’t need a mirror to know that his wounds from the war that had taken his kingdom had reopened. They always do, when his left eye turns a vengeful gold. But his priority now is not to languish about a past long gone, but present time.

            Relying on one’s instinct is ill-advised at times like these, yet he had little choice. He closes his eyes and let his mind find an individual suitable for his purposes. A thought occurs to him. One he instantly wishes he had not conjured from the depths. When he opens his eyes once more, he sees the figure of a woman. A woman he had once been very familiar with.

            “Yuna?”

            Gilgamesh knows that he had just pronounced the prelude to disaster, if not tragedy. Yet, it’s strange how speaking a single name could vanquish all his frustrations, even if only temporarily. 

[unheimlig-blog]

Your urls kill me guys but I love how devoted and involved you are with yours ships. It's really beautiful to see this kind of threads where you put your soul in it and just keep the good work guys !! ❤❤ sprinkles love for the both of you

ANOTHER CUTE ASK!!! -  @souleclipsed / tagging @white-reaper | @immerwahrend again!

Our URLS are a confusing mix of Breton, German, or Latin depending on the blog, it's beautiful [ I’m not counting Kishou’s URL bcs that’s English ]. 8|c  

BUT DAMN, YOU GUYS. YOU’RE KILLING ME TODAY;;;;; I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH OMFG. I’m just??? So, so happy you’re all enjoying the stuff we put out there, like we really do work hard on it and;;; A hh. Tbh the destruction won’t ever stop, we’re both terrible beings who can ship any muse together if we try hard enough. /w\

[soulcleft]

❝Mhm, Ryo told me you guys are dating. So that means you kiss him too right? Or he kisses you. So, tell me, how is he? I suppose you are not that experienced with kissing, so how was it? This must be new for you.❞

@souleclipsed

Raskreia had not realized that Yuna was so heavily invested into chairs. Did she want to try spinning on one? She would have thought that her friend would already be aware as to this strange ritual humans partook in, especially in an office sitting. However, the next word that followed, ‘kissing’, had stopped the Lord in her tracks.

Hmm... that’s not right.

❝ The act of kissing is reserved solely between people in a courtship or otherwise deeper romantic relationship. What does dating have to do with that, Yuna...? ❞ That was concerning. Did humans suddenly add another action in addition to spinning in chairs, going shopping, eating food, and sparring? God, the human world and its changes was going too fast for the Lord to even process all the minuscule details. If such an intimate act was involved in a casual relationship, how should she take it?

❝ Then, is this why you are this interested...? You wish to engage in this act with him? ❞ Asking details about her life, in spite of how personal or objective they may be, it can only mean an interest on Yuna’s side. ❝ Hnn. Is this practice for your lover? I can ask about his experience for you, but I have the feeling his answer will be cryptic purposefully. He has been acting more mischievous than usual lately. ❞

[erekhsha]

❝Why do you fight, Arash? You could choose to leave behind your master and instead of participating in this nonsense, you could chose not to. What drives you to.. be part of this war, instead of just trying to find a way to properly rest without being summoned?❞

     OH…THAT WAS NOT a question he would have ever expected to be asked, most of all by someone who had summoned him in the first place. ❝Eh, Servants don’t get much agency, you know? If I wanted to leave, my Master would just use Command Seals to force my obedience. If I wanted to hold back on my Noble Phantasm because I didn’t want to hurt civilians, my Master would force me to do as they desire even if that meant going against my wishes. I mean…sure me and you get along pretty well, but that’s not the reality for other Servants. They are not always so lucky to have a decent partnership. They’re more like tools who aren’t allowed to have feelings or dreams. I’m a part of this war because you called me here.❞ Truly it was that simple an explanation. Had Yuna not summoned him, he would have been in a void where he existed, yet did not at the same time.

     Being summoned was no different from opening his eyes and awakening from a very, very long dream with his last memory always being his final moments. ❝Still…I’ll fight for you because I want to. It’s as simple as that really. You have a wish you want accomplished, right? Well then, I’m the guy to make sure that happens if I can.❞ Even if her wish was selfish, even if he disagreed with how she should use it, he would do just this. She was his partner, after all. Was it not his duty to help her just as she was meant to help him?  

[ardenssolis]

I love you Shi ( when you're not a bully)

[Awwww ilu too, Anne! ♥ ♥ ♥]

[aestuavis]

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[ noms on the cookie & wags tail happily. thank you for the cookie, mama !! pupper is very happy !! best mama !! ]