#fisting-satans-anus

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

40 Years Super Hot Body Ready for Party • Aries Taurus Gemini Cancer Leo Virgo Libra and Scorpio Sagittarius Capricorn Aquarius Pisces Fart Song • Butterflies Scared My Cat When I Was Burping in Your Face on Wednesday Morning • Drunk Log out with Spooky Music Settings on My Firm Tits Pictures • Grandpa Says Fuck While Grandma Screams What Repeated Several Times • Grumpy Trumpy Python Toddler Taxi with False News and Emotions • Hugging Blood Thirsty Vampires with a Transylvanian Accent and Slapped Butts • I Farted as an Official Statement Against Global Warming, Expressing My Worries! • I’m Handsome When Wearing a Bag on My Head, Said the Horny Motherfuckers Politely • Is That Cellulite or Just Your Ugly Face? • Kindergarten Farting Fanfare Discussed with Disgusting Asian Clay Warriors Terracotta Song • Leaking Ladies Xylophone Solo Learning with Lusty Lashes Song • Lisping on Penis Peyote Creaking Mirth Radio, Let’s Lisp! Song • Lowering My Filthy Boobs to the Height of Your Curly Chest Hair with Freckles • Mom’s Cleaning Closet Looks Like a Women’s Porn Stash • My Gay Expense Combination Password Gore Seeking Battle Was Sinning • My Hangover Got Hung over by a Hung Guy from Hungary • My Horoscope Sign Is Poop and Yours Is Farts • Nearly Touching Myself with Your Girlfriend’s Hands While Doing the Dishes • Peeing a Farting Swearing Shouting and Pooping in Different Languages Made Me Famous Song • Petite Girls Liked My Fat Farts in Skinny Jeans with Justice • Pooping a Masterpiece in the Little Boys Room on National TV Broadcast • Puerto Del Penis Summer Holiday with Topless Sun Bathing and Surfing Fun • Puking Girls Are Holding Each Others Hair While Selling Butter to Pregnant Vomiting Men • Real Sharks Was a Great Accessory for My Swimming Pool Party Massacre • Relaxing Music for Penis Boys and Vagina Girls, I Have Money Cash, Yes! • Rescuing My Penis from Your Vagina at the Last Minute, Whoah! • Scary Music and Naked Ladies Cemetery Collection Flickering Through Growth • Shaking Sausages in the Men’s Room and Dangling Coconuts • Short Temper Anus Removal with Lipstick on the Collar • Shouting Poopers to Girls While a Crying Man Is Pooping Poop, How Adorable Screaming Babies Are! • Silly Talking Childish Macho Man Thanking Prayers for God’s Food Yes Hello! • Skinny Bitch, Fat Bitch, Rich Bitch, Poor Bitch, All Bitches Poop! • Smelling That Pussy in the Air at the Private Night Club Farting Room • Smudging Chocolate over the Toilet, So Everyone Would Think I Pooped • Sneaking Beans into Your Butthole While U Talk to a Handsome Stranger • Snuggling in Satan’s Satin Sheets with Shattered Dreams and No Boner Song • Solitary Fighting My Big Toe with the Desolate Strangler • Spoiling Desert by Pulling Your Finger Thirteen Times in a Row • Strolling with Morning Wood in the Woods While Mourning to This Song • Stutter and Chinese Food Destroyed My Artwork in the Toilet Bowl Coffee Shop • Sunny Morning Boner at the Beach Gym Towel Rental Song • Surprisingly Soft Boobs on the Milf Statue in the Garden of Jugs, Oh It Was Your Mom Sorry! •

Taming My Daughter’s Boyfriend with Booze and Fists of Agony • Teleporting My Cock to the Urinals Hurts When Peeing Penis Action • That Penis Is Not Mine, Stop Accusing Me of Curing Your Cancer! What • The Brothel Cup Cake Dispenser Had a Variety of Chocolate Brownies Too • The Giggling Killer Was Invited for Tea and Mustard with a Former Laughing Idiot • The Headache Fuckers with Migraine Were Chopping Fucking Painkillers • The Itchy Vampire Vagina Was a Gothic Curse from Medieval Times Song • The Lying Bitch Hermit Ducking Group Was Insisting on Bitch Slaps • The Penis Teens Shouting Squad Declared War on the Vagina Milfs Departure • The Pussy Cock Was Meowing and Cock-a-Doodle-Dooing with Glance • The Singing Orgy Group Remembered My Fancy Birthday Party, Super! • The Sock on My Penis Shook the Genuine Spokesman While Crying Song • The Syphilis Motown Singers Were Blowing Deranged Adultery at Me Song • The Toy Collector’s Mature Attitude Otter Raised Homeland Security Breach • The Triangle of Pussy and Clipping Smoothies Burping Smootch • Typical Asian Food Poured into the Purse of an European Hooker Prostitute Igloo • Under Water Farting Wiz Nick Y Minaj Naked Twerking Shower Saloon Barf Thong • Updating My Profile Picture While Pooping Macaroni with Japanese Subtitles • Using Mother´s Panther Underwear Because of Broken Shopping Bag to the Store • Washing Hamburgers with Dirty Sauce in Leather Pants While Howling • What Ugly Shit on Your Finger! Oh, It’s Your Wedding Ring? It’s Very Nice! • Whistling and Farting a Heavenly Polyphonic Song for Dying Virgins • Violin Licking Sounds by a Hard Baritone Dick Song Licker • Young Girls Selling Old Men´s Boxers in Thongs with Soulful Tutti-Frutti • Your Butthole Swallowed My Telephone, Will It Come out from the Mouth Then? • Your Mom´s Butt Massage Seems Innocent at First, Before Handing out Religious Leaflets

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[papeldetornasolcosmico]

Some people were doubtful, but re-recording this first demo turned out to be one of the best ideas around. To be clear, there are those who are disappointed that the band didn't recover the innovative and experimental Mr. Bungle from the three albums released with Warner Brothers (as well as three other demos). But since the speed with which Ipecac's Bandcamp account sold out of pre-orders doesn't match the speed displayed by Dave Lombardo on some of these songs, we think many of you will be happy to listen to this reinterpretation of the Raging Wrath of the Easter Bunny, a 1986 demo that was nearly unlistenable in sonic terms.The songs are nearly identical in terms of execution and, thanks to an actual production work this time, one can finally notice how much Patton Dunn and Spruance were excellent writers from a young age, capable of extending their crazy thrashcore riff-fests for 6, 7 or 8 minutes fluidly, without ever losing the listener. It isn't surprising that they would then attempt to obtain the same result merging all genres possible and imaginable, sometimes during a single track.Here we find six out of the seven songs in the demo, plus the instrumental intro Grizzly Adams, and only Evil Satan is missing [as well as the second part of Hypocrites, replaced by Habla Español o Muere]. In spite of its title suggesting a heavy metal track, [Evil Satan] already provided hints of funk metal in the band's future. One can understand why the group chose to leave it out of an album that ends up being a pure homage to 80s thrash/thrashcore, with the sole deviation being a few bars of "La Cucaracha" between Hypocrites and the cover of "Speak English or Die", by S.O.D., renamed "Habla Español o Muere". In order to make the track count go up to eleven, the group fully recorded two covers played live earlier this year -- the aforementioned S.O.D. classic and Corrosion of Conformity's "Loss for Words", both merging much easier with the rest of the material.Another bonus: three excellent and as-of-yet unrecorded tracks, "Glutton for Punishment", "Eracist" and "Methematics", with one of the riffs in the latter being used for "Love is a Fist" (in the 1991 self-titled album). With Dave Lombardo and Scott Ian, the band plays with delirious precision and savagerie (such as in the supersonic ending of "Sudden Death"). Patton's singing and Spruance's solos provide a necessary dose of furious madness, and tracks such as "Anarchy up your Anus" nad "Raping your Mind" feel like instant classics, even if it took us 34 years to notice it. In fact, one could say the same thing about the entire album, with these two tracks being the most "in your face". When re-listening the original demo, now that the new versions allowed us to properly assimilate the tracks, we find that everything was already there, especially the talent that the group never ceased to develop afterwards, proof of an uncanny sense of imagination and originality. Some will be disappointed not to find them here but, in the meantime, Mr. Bungle is releasing the thrash/thrashcore album of 2020, and this is good enough for us.

[medea10]

Medea Plays Pokemon Sword: Part I

So the long-awaited Pokemon game has finally hit the shelves. And you know my dumbass had to get me a copy. Actually, this time I wound up getting the dual pack (since my mother thought it would be cool to give that to me for my birthday present). I know, weird to have a birthday present two months later, but here we are.

Now these games came with some massive baggage of controversy. With cutting at least 60% of the pokemon listing and complaints of Game Freak reusing designs from the Nintendo 3DS games. You know what, I’m sick of people complaining about shit before they even try the game. I know I’m going to enjoy this regardless of some obvious glitchy moments and lack of Dragonite, Ampharos, and Poliwraths.

With that said, shit post begin!

This guy.

I know he’s gotta be a shady-ass. I don’t care if he’s giving the “Welcome to the world of Pokemon” speech like all the professors in the past, I do not trust this guy right here. Prove me wrong, I’ll wait.

Before I forget, feel free to add me as a Switch buddy if you want.

SW-8454-1538-4501

Okay, they managed to get one thing right about my mother.

But Game Freak totally missed the opportunity to have Stand By Me showing like in every other Pokemon game in the past. It’s the little details, yo.

Okay, my mother has a Munchlax. Also, somewhat accurate.

Okay, they kept a random guy marveling at science. Some things will never change, but technology will always change.

Time to go meet my rival, Hop.

Dude, your brother is like 6′ 7″. How the holy hell is he gonna fit in one of those dinky-ass cupboards?

Champion Leon has got quite the collection of hats. As long as none of them say MAGA, I’m quite okay with this. Speaking of Leon, let’s meet him...

This fool trying to act like he’s the best thing since Freddie Mercury.

Hey dummy, you’re signing the number 3 right there. That means you’re only the third best. Possibly after Dianthe and Cynthia.

This guy is just totally full of himself compared to some of the other champions of the past. While he’s not on Mr. Satan levels of hammy, he still can get a little showboaty in front of the peanut gallery.

Time to pick my first pokemon and...yeah, you know what I picked from the first picture.

I picked Scorbunny. His name is Sonic. Because what is creativity?

In a very similar scenario from the Diamond and Pearl games, you and your rival do run into a rare beast.

Don’t worry, all of your attacks are worthless in the eyes of legendary doggo here and he leaves you in the fog.

After all that mess and a rival battle, time to meet the professors/researchers of this...

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!

CUTIE BREADLOAF! OOH I WANT ONE SO BAD!

Sonia has this cute little thunder-butt! Granddaughter to Professor Magnolia and...

Oh-ho-ho. I wonder if these two could be something more. In fact...

I’m seriously teetering on supporting Leon x Sonia.

So then, this happened.

Alright lady, in 10 months, I expect to run into a legendary pokemon. I’ll take Mew, Arceus, or Diancie.

In the meantime, let’s get to catching pokemon.

GETTO DAZE! Everybody, meet my...

Winston Corgles Ein Handbanana the Breadloaf

(Winston for short)

He hangs with Piki

He plays with toys

Aw, mommy’s little breadloaf likes to hop around in the rain.

Behold my Winston. I will spam the fuck out of this cute doggo until I start catching Clefairys.

But seriously, I have been catching a lot of pokemon. And that wild area has been fun with camping, dynamaxing, and catching lots of different pokemon in different areas. It’s just that I had to do a lot of running away.

Sometimes it’s just annoying little nuisances like Electrike that follow me around. But then there are those pokemon that are insanely stronger than you and you have no business catching them right now.

LIKE THIS FUCKING BEAST!

Oh hell no! Get the fuck out of there!

Still better off than this poor git.

Pokemon Sword & Shield: Rated E for EVERYONE

Okay, what else? Oh yeah, gym “challenges”. Whatever, we’re doing gyms again and I’m down with that.

Before you can even challenge the gyms, you have to get an endorsement from Leon (or in some jerk’s case, Chairman Rose). Now as for the...

JESUS H. FUCK! WHAT THE SHIT IS THAT?!

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS GAME FREAK?!

No, I’m not digging Pokeball Man. He’s got a face only a flamethrower can love.

Let’s move away from that trainwreck to the gym leaders. Only 7 of them are shown because one of them is a *spoiler* and I’ll probably talk about Alister and Big Tits Sally Melony when I start playing Pokemon Shield.

Hmm...I’ve got two stupid things to say here.

For some reason, I hear George Takei’s voice whenever this guy is on the screen.

*spit-take*

Is this chick one of the Triplets of Belleville?

Legitimately asking here.

Well, it’s about that time for me to run into some trouble.

With the Yelling Hooligans.

And this snot rag!

You know what, he’s got that uppity arrogance of Drew’s. But instead of him being awesome like Drew, he’s just a Psychic User knock-off with the personality of Trip.

In short, Medea no likey Bede.

Boy, you’ve got the face only a clenched fist could love.

Ugh...let’s get away from this fuck face and catch more pokem...

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

MA! MA, THERE’S A WEIRD, FUCKING STRAY CAT IN MY VIDEO GAME!

BLINK MOTHERFUCKER!

It’s like if Meowth fucked the cat-bus from Totoro and got shit out through Captain Caveman’s anus!

Let me get to my gym battle before I have a heart attack from creepy-ass things.

Go away Ball Man. I know you give me balls, but your ball face scares me.

First gym challenge...

Chase 20 Wooloos through an obstacle course.

Oh good, I think all of us were thinking there was no way Game Freak would give us a task that’s as daunting as finding Farfetch’d in G/S and Furfrou in X/Y. But they said, hold my sake and chase twenty wooly bastards.

Needless to say, I took out Milo, no sweat.

Good time to stop for this shit-post.

To be continued.

[malereflections]

Why I Prefer Sex With Men

I have learned through experience that there are a number of ways in which sex between two men is superior to sex between a man and a woman. Many of the reasons for this are described in the following paragraphs. Once a man, who otherwise considers himself straight, experiences sex with another man, he is forever changed, and cannot go back to his former state of innocence. This often occurs later in life for a married man, whose wife has lost interest in meeting his continuing sexual needs. The comments that pertain to a woman below are generally intended to apply to a middle-aged (or older), married woman who has had children.

- Sex between men can be casual, uncomplicated, with no strings attached. This is not usually possible with a woman, as she will inevitably come to expect more from the relationship. The ultimate expression of this freedom is anonymous sex, as a man would experience through a gloryhole in a adult video booth. There are those who troll such establishments waiting for straight married men to stop by on the way home from work to relieve their sexual tensions and have needs satisfied that would otherwise go unmet by their wives. - A man is willing to enter into sex without inhibition - man will unashamedly expose his nakedness and display his arousal to another male. He will even stroke himself in the presence of another. A woman generally wants to be partially covered or concealed by darkness. This state of complete nakedness is important to the sexual experience between men, and is reached fairly quickly in the encounter. Men know that they do not have to be concerned with body image, whether tall/short, thin/obese, or hairy/smooth, or with the size of their cocks. They have the confidence that they will be accepted (and pleasured) as they are, and this helps to free them from anxiety over such hang-ups. They can express their deepest yearnings through explicit words and/or unintelligible groanings without feeling self-conscious over what the other person would think. This is generally not possible with a woman. - A man’s mouth is better able to please another man than a woman - A man who loves to suck cock will do so with a measure of energy and passion that a woman cannot (or will not) duplicate. He desires to consume every inch of his top partner’s throbbing, drooling member, deep throating him, if possible. The bottom will watch the top’s facial expressions and listen for moans and gasps for the satisfaction of knowing he is giving pleasure. The top provides the desired feedback. No words are needed. The bottom eagerly sucks for the ultimate prize, the top’s orgasm and explosion of hot semen in his mouth, which he will hungrily consume. The top knows how much the bottom wants this, and gladly participates in giving of his essence to feed the bottom and satisfy his hunger for him. Both unconsciously realize how intimate this moment of exchange has been between them. No woman can understand the dynamic of this special transaction between two men, even if by chance she is willing to participate in giving her partner oral sex out of a sense of duty. - A man’s ass is able to please another man better than a vagina The anus and rectum have strong sphincter muscles. Through Kegel exercises, muscle tone can be maintained so as to provide strong, grip-like constrictions. The bottom is able to contract his sphincter muscles to give increased pleasure to the top. The bottom is not passive but actively milks the top’s thrusting cock using his ass muscles. His goal is to drain every drop of cum from the top and leave him totally exhausted and emptied. - The rectum and ass were designed to pass objects not dissimilar in size to the average erect cock. As far as depth of penetration, 6 to 8 inches is easily accommodated after some practice. A woman’s vagina is designed to stretch to accommodate whatever enters it, whether a cock, or a baby. After several deliveries, it is difficult to restore any measure of tightness. Most women don’t have the vaginal muscle tone to be able to grip their partner’s cocks. They could, of course, offer up their asses. But very few will do this. To be fair, anal receptive intercourse requires a couple of things that vaginal intercourse does not. One is adequate cleansing (flushing) for hygiene. The other is proper lubrication. - A man’s ass is designed to provide pleasure unachievable through sex with a woman. About 3 inches inside a man’s anal canal is the prostate gland. This has been called the man’s G-spot, his pleasure center, and his glory gland. With stimulation, it can provide incredible sexual pleasure. Stimulation can be provided by a finger, a dildo, a specially designed prostate massager, or better still, another man’s hard cock.

All of these will provide exquisite sensations, but there is a deep psychological and emotional component associated with opening up to be penetrated by another man that greatly increases the overall experience of pleasure. It is difficult to put this into words.

Tantric philosophy considers a man’s prostate to be his sacred spot, the center of sexual emotion. Massaging this spot releases all kinds of psychological and emotional energy. In satanic rituals, sodomy is considered sacred and is regarded as the primary portal into a man’s soul. As such, his ass becomes a “ third eye” of enlightenment. All of this occurs subconsciously, but the result is a powerful feeling of euphoria, and is a major motivator for gay male penetrative sex.

Penile prostate stimulations, coupled with the feeling of surrender in giving up one’s body for deep penetration by another male, bring the bottom to a state where sexual and mental forces combine to produce pure ecstasy, sexual nirvana, if you will. The top understands this, and he angles his thrusts in order to drive his cock against the bottom’s sensitive prostate. He skillfully brings the bottom into a state of pleasure, and in doing so, he maximizes his own enjoyment. He seeks the visual and audible expressions of pleasure from the bottom to arouse and release his masculine energy. The bottom begs to be impregnated with the top’s seed. The bottom’s desperate pleadings urge the top on to the inevitable climax where both top and bottom cum together. This sexual and emotional high is unachievable through sex with a woman.

Most women cannot achieve orgasm through intercourse alone, but require external clitoral stimulation. A man’s pleasure spot (other than the head of his cock) is located inside him, not external to him. Therefore, he is able to achieve maximum pleasure and orgasm through intercourse alone, whether in the top position, or in the anal receptive position. This leads to the hypothetical situation where a wife could be fucked by a man and not reach orgasm. But, her husband could be fucked by the same man and both could be brought to orgasm.

  There are sexual practices that a man will engage in that a woman generally will not - A man, after being fucked to completion by another man, will take his partner’s cock, fresh from his ass, into his mouth and lick and suck it clean. - A top will tongue and rim his bottom’s ass until the bottom is begging to be penetrated by the top’s hard cock. - After the top ejaculates into his bottom’s ass, he will suck his cum oozing from the gaping hole and share it with the bottom in a kiss. After being fucked by a top, the bottom will take the top’s cock into his mouth and encourage the top to empty his bladder down his throat, all without spilling a drop. - Two men will meet together in a secluded park, strip naked, and suck and fuck in the open. - A feminine, submissive man will don erotic women’s lingerie and entice a virile, masculine man to take and ravish him. - A man will allow himself to be tied up and abused sexually in degrading ways by one or more other men. - A top will carefully ease his well-lubricated hand into the bottom’s ass, then fist him until he cums.

Psychosexual Element There is a psychosexual component of penetrative sex with a man that goes beyond the physical sensations, as good as those may be. I am taking about the overwhelming delight that comes from giving myself completely to a virile, masculine man, spreading my legs wide to take his hard, manly organ. Words are inadequate to describe the feeling of being filled and  penetrated by him, submitting to his powerful thrusts. I moan instinctively and cry out and beg  him to take me deeper and harder. Don’t get me wrong, the sensation of his throbbing cock sliding against my sensitive prostate is exquisite, but the real pleasure comes from being taken and mounted in the manner of a woman. The same is true for a woman. Most women cannot achieve orgasm from intercourse alone, but require clitoral stimulation. However, the woman still wants her man to take her and penetrate her, hard and deep

Condoms have no place in this, as the act must be fully consummated, and in the end he must empty his male essence (and DNA) deep inside me. That is the ultimate conclusion.

[whmsic0tt]

Poké

Poké: What are your top 10 Pokemon?

(the order of this is bound to change but)

-Lopunny

-Bewear

-Porygon 2/Z

-Spinda

-Furfrou

-Staraptor

-Sawsbuck

-Audino

-Ariados

-Skuntank

[cheekypiglet]

The Waxing

My asshole feels like it has been fisted by the Incredible Hulk for 87 hours straight and then was douched with a mixture of moonshine and cocaine. 

My entire asshole is on fire. For future reference, to all of those reading, when you find a wax kit that you adore more than your own children, DO NOT try to switch it up for the hell of it. This decision will only come back to bite you in the ass (literally). Good God, my rectum has transformed into sort of torture chamber that only Dolly Parton and Satan herself could enjoy,  Oddly enough, my vagina, who could probably win an award for most yeast infections and UTIs in a single month, feels perfectly fine. 

What I would give, for a single droplet of moisture to fall upon my yearning anus. Alas, my butt hole feels like the Sahara Desert. Cactus and all, pounding me from the back. On top of the global crisis occurring on my backside, my monthly visitor has arrived and with vengeance. That emotional bitch really could not deal without being the center of attention for 3 days. I have accepted that there is a Nagasaki level of destruction in my pants. 

UPDATE: The asshole of her royal highness herself is officially open for business for a limited time only for Prime customers. Special exclusions may apply. To find out if you are eligible to become a Prime customer, please check your bank account as the booty ain’t cheap. Data rates may apply. For questions or concerns regarding my anus, please hit up the dms. 

6/4/18

[pastelghostbro]

I was tagged by @gaybelphegor to do this + tag 9 others. Thank you cool dude

relationship status: single, v single n keeping an eye open for some new men in my life where my boys at

favorite color: RED, anything in the burgundy/maroon, wine red range, i love deep reds, don’t keep my hair this color for nothin

lipstick or chapstick: hmu w that chapstick this bich trying have soft af lips

book i’m reading: i read some of ‘Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?’ (aka what Blade Runner was based on but is tbh nothing like it) Philip K Dick writes some great material, i recommend reading some of his short stories

last song i listened to: ... Get Down On It by Cool & the Gang ... I’ve been bingeing Funk music lately. A lot of Earth, Wind & Fire too 

last movie i watched:  Had to watch Blade Runner to compare w  ‘Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?’  A murderous & naked robo-man holding a pigeon chases Han Solo across rooftops. its so terrible its hilarious

top 3 shows:  Parks n Rec probably, Bob’s Burgers is p good too. havent had access to tv much since i went to college so hard to say whats my top.. i just watch A Lot of youtube. (ngl started rewatching Naruto and im like reliving so much teen anime angst its great) 

top 3 bands: my music tastes change all the time but a few artists i come back to a lot are Caravan Palace, Sim Gretina’s ‘Peggy Suave’ collection ... maybe Bad Suns? they used to be my fav but havent listened to them in a while.. (most of my music rn is like 1 or 2 songs from lots of artist)

i’ll be tagging @princeboop, @omgicannotopenthisstupidbottle, @maybenoots @weiznoiz,  @qhamishwatson, @judith-slaying @crownclowncosplay, @actualwalkingheadache, & @fisting-satans-anus  You're all cool people, this is 100% no pressure so have at it if you’d like :)

[duskai]

Can I have this URL lol

Why? Don’t like fisting-satans-anus?

[morning-train]

I was tagged by @fisting-satans-anus to post my lock screen, my home screen, the last song I listened to, and a selfie! As you can tell I love my gf she is beautiful I tag @patallcats !!

[ecotone99]

[HR] Miranda

Miranda Danson just got fired….again. It’s always the same shit with her. Maybe her bitch of a mother was right all along. Maybe she’s destined to be a drug addled loser like her father. Who’s in jail for pedophilia...again. Oh, she’s all too familiar with his little hobby having had the pleasure of experiencing it herself.

And to top it all off, it’s fucking raining and her shitty umbrella won’t open. The security guard is holding the door open very impatiently. She says with teary eyes, “Look. My umbrella’s fucked. Let me wait until it eases up, Darryl.”

He rolls his eyes and forcefully pushes her out. He locks the door with his key and smiles as he waves goodbye. Miranda punches the door with her fist and screams, “Fuck all you assholes! I’ll make you all pay, one day! Even if I have to give my soul to the devil to make it happen!!!!”

She starts walking away and shoves her umbrella into the garbage can. Hasn’t been five minutes and she’s already soaking wet. There’s a bar across the street. Yeah...a drink. That’s what she needs right now. She walks across the street and a taxi cab screeches to a halt. Miranda doesn’t even flinch and just keeps walking like a zombie. The driver yells, “Hey! Watch it, you crazy bitch!”

Miranda opens the front door of the bar and walks toward one of the stools. She sits down and shoves her face into her hands in disappointment. What a joke her life is. All of it.

At this point, a tall man wearing a black trenchcoat sits down next to her. He smells foul...like burnt sulfur. He removes his top hat to reveal a horribly scarred head. The man has absolutely no hair at all. Not even eyebrows. He notices Miranda’s stare and says, “What a fucking mess.”

After a moment of silence, she asks, “Huh?”

He removes his sunglasses and turns his head to look at her. She feels a vast amount of fear as she looks into two empty sockets where his eyeballs should be. The fear is so intense, that a tear rolls down her cheek and she feels a small amount of piss exit her body. Luckily, she clenches tightly to avoid what could have been an embarrassing moment. He whispers, “What do you think I mean, young lady?”

The bartender arrives and Miranda waves her hand back and forth. She snaps her fingers several times and shouts, “I’m right here! Hello!”

The mysterious man tells her, “He can’t hear you. Or me for that matter.”

“You freaky son of a bitch. Don’t talk to me.”

“We made a deal...you and I.”

Right now, a chill goes up her spine upon him saying those words. No. This can’t be happening. Could it?

“Oh, yes. It is happening, Miranda.”

“So you’re...him? The devil?”

“Let’s dispense with the pleasantries, shall we? Your soul is mine as you so generously offered. Let’s get to the fun part.”

“Fun part?”

Satan puts on his sunglasses and replies with a grin, “The part that I change you into a demon, my dear. On with the show!”

Suddenly, Miranda loses complete control of her body and she floats up off of the stool. Satan stands up and begins muttering something in a completely different language. He raises his clawed hand and all of her clothes are ripped off of her body.

He takes a step closer and chuckles as he caresses her naked legs. A burning sensation overwhelms her to the point that she pisses and shits onto the floor.

The skin from her back gets sliced from her anus all the way up her back, over her head and down to her vagina. Miranda is screaming in agony at this point which makes the devil say, “Now, now. We’re almost finished.”

The sound of raw flesh can be heard dropping to the floor as her skin gets removed from her young body. The process is now complete and her skinless body gets lowered. The moist flesh squishes and blood seeps between her toes.

Satan approaches her and says, “It is done. You are mine.”

Miranda shivers for a moment and looks at the front door of the bar. A twisted grin forms on her face as she asks in a distorted voice, “May I?”

“Certainly, my child. I shall wait here.”

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[emmagreen1220-blog]

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Foreshadowing in Poetry

10 Examples of Foreshadowing in Poetry

The Odyssey by Homer

“Great captain, a fair wind and the honey lights of home are all you seek.

But anguish lies ahead: the god who thunders on the land prepares it,

not to be shaken from your track, implacable, in rancor for the son whose eye you blinded… you’ll find the grazing herds of Helios

by whom all things are seen, all speech is known.

Avoid these kine, hold fast to your intent, and hard seafaring brings you all to Ithaca.

But if you raid the beeves, I see destruction for ship and crew.

Though you survive alone, bereft of all companions, lost for years… “

In the epic poem The Odyssey, Homer utilizes foreshadowing to foretell Odysseus’ fate in his quest to return home to Ithaca after the end of the Trojan War. For years, Odysseus has been continually thwarted in his attempts to reach Ithaca, and the goddess Circe tells Odysseus that he must consult with the spirit of the blind prophet Tiresias in the Land of the Dead in order to find his way home. This part of the poem utilizes prophecy to foreshadow Odysseus’ fate, with Tiresias revealing to him that he will continue to face many obstacles because of Poseidon’s revenge on Odysseus for blinding his son, the Cyclops Polyphemus. Tiresias also delivers a warning to Odysseus that if his men eat the cattle of the sun god Helios, Odysseus will be the only survivor to reach Ithaca.

Beowulf by Anonymous Anglo-Saxon Poet

“Shield was still thriving when his time came

and crossed over into the Lord’s Keeping.

His warrior band did what he bade them

when he laid down the law among the Danes:

they shouldered him out to the sea’s floor,

the chief they revered who had long ruled them.

A ring-whorled prow rode in the harbor,

Ice-clad, outbound, a craft for a prince.

They stretched their beloved lord in his boat…”

The introduction to Beowulf begins by describing this funeral ceremony for Shield Sheafson. A mighty warrior who instilled terror in rival tribes, he was well-known far and wide, and revered by his people as a hero and a good king. His son, Beow, is born before he dies, and he soon becomes the next revered hero of his people. The introduction of the epic poem Beowulf begins with the funeral ceremony for Shield Sheafson, which foreshadows the ending of the poem– Beowulf’s own funeral ceremony. Like his father, Beowulf is honored in his death because of his heroic exploits and adventures in which he kept his people safe.

The Book of the Duchess by Geoffrey Chaucer

“And with a deathly sorrowful sound

He made in rhyme ten verses or twelve

Of lamentation to himself,

Most pitiful, most full of ruth,

That ever I heard, for by my truth,

It was great wonder that Nature

Might suffer any creature

To have such sorrow and not be dead.”

After the poet reads the story of Ceyx and Alcyone, he falls asleep and dreams that he comes upon a black knight in the forest. The knight is incredibly depressed, and in these lines, it foreshadows the story of woe that he is about to impart to the poet. The knight is lamenting about losing a game of chess with Fortuna, or Fate, which the poet does not understand is a metaphorical game. The knight finally reveals to the poet that he lost the game, metaphorically speaking, when he lost his fair, white Queen. The poet then understands that the knight has lost the love of his life to death.

Paradise Lost by John Milton

“To whom thus Eve repli’d…

I thither went

With unexperienc’t thought, and laid me downe

On the green bank, to look in the the cleer

Smooth Lake, that to me seemd another Skie.

As I bent down to look, just opposite,

A Shape within the watry gleam appeerd

Bending to look on me, I started back,

It started back, but pleasd I soon returnd,

Pleas’d it returnd as soon with answering looks

Of sympathie and love…”

These lines from John Milton’s epic poem Paradise Lost, based on the Biblical story of the Fall of Mankind, shows Eve’s struggle with her own vanity. She sees her reflection in a lake and soon becomes enamored with her own appearance. Her ability to be swayed by beauty or by the promise of beautiful things foreshadows that she will soon be tempted by something more sinister: Satan himself. He promises Eve a beautiful life of knowledge, and uses her vanity against her with his skillful rhetoric.

The Wreck of the Hesperus by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Then up and spake an old Sailòr,

Had sailed to the Spanish Main,

‘I pray thee, put into yonder port,

For I fear a hurricane.

Last night, the moon had a golden ring,

And to-night no moon we see!’

The skipper, he blew a whiff from his pipe,

And a scornful laugh laughed he.”

In these two stanzas from Longfellow’s narrative poem, the sailor tries to warn the old skipper that the weather is warning of a hurricane. Rather than listen to the sailor, the skipper laughs. Unfortunately, on this journey the skipper has brought his young daughter with him, and her life is in danger, too. The sailor’s words foreshadow impending doom for all of them due to this oncoming storm, but the skipper’s refusal to listen results in the deaths of him, his crew, and his little daughter.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

“And now the storm-blast came, and he

Was tyrannous and strong:

He struck with his o’ertaking wings,

And chased us south along.

With sloping masts and dipping prow,

As who pursued with yell and blow

Still treads the shadow of his foe,

And forward bends his head,

The ship drove fast, loud roared the blast,

And southward aye we fled.”

These stanzas from Coleridge’s narrative poem foreshadow the kind of journey the mariner and his crew undertake. They are driven into the Antarctic by storms, and led out of the ice by an albatross, whom the mariner shoots and angers the crew. The ship eventually comes upon another ship where Death and Life-in-Death are playing a game of dice, rolling for who gets the lives of the crew. Eventually, only the mariner survives this journey, and he is doomed to journey from place to place, telling his sad tale of woe which began with a ferocious and foreboding storm.

Out, Out– by Robert Frost

“And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled,

As it ran light, or had to bear a load.

And nothing happened: day was all but done.

Call it a day, I wish they might have said

To please the boy by giving him the half hour

That a boy counts so much when saved from work.”

These lines from Robert Frost’s short narrative poem create a tone of regret, which creates a mood of suspense. The snarling and rattling give personification to the saw of having a life of its own, foreshadowing the outcome for the boy. The narrator laments he wishes could have called it a day a half-hour sooner, because of the grave events that come after. This lament comes from the narrator knowing that the boy would be killed by the saw, and wishing that the events of the day had played out differently for the boy.

Eugene Onegin by Alexander Pushkin

“With tranquil air Oneguine leads

Tattiana to a corner, bids

Her on a shaky bench sit down;

His head sinks slowly, rests upon

Her shoulder–Olga swiftly came–

And Lenski followed– a light broke–

His fist Oneguine fiercely shook

And gazed around with eyes of flame;

The unbidden guests he roughly chids–

Tattiana motionless abides.

The strife grew furious and Eugene

Grasped a long knife and instantly

Struck Lenski dead– across the scene

Dark shadows thicken– a dread cry

Was uttered, and the cabin shook–

Tattiana terrified awoke.”

In these stanzas from Canto V of Eugene Onegin, Tattiana has a dream which foreshadows the battle between Eugene and Lenski. In her dream, they are fighting over her; however, in real life, Lenski challenges Eugene to a duel because he flirts with Lenski’s fiancé Olga to spite Tattiana’s advances. Eugene wins the duel against Lenski, much like he wins in the knife fight of Tattiana’s dream.

The Song of Roland by Turoldus

“Passes the day, the darkness is grown deep.

That Emeror, rich Charles, lies asleep;

Dreams that he stands in the great pass of Size,

In his two hands his ashen spear he sees;

Ganelon the count that spear from him doth seize,

Brandishes it and twists it with such ease,

The flown into the sky the flinders seem.

Charles sleeps on nor wakens from his dream.”

King Charles I has a particularly troubling dream the night before the Battle of Roncevaux Pass, in which Ganelon, Roland’s stepfather, takes the beech spear from his hands and brandishes it with such ease and force that splinters from the spear fly into the sky. This dream foreshadows Ganelon’s treachery, as he lets the Saracen fighters know where to attack because he knows Roland will be leading the rear flank of the army. This ambush leads to the defeat of Roland’s forces, and his death. It also foreshadows that Ganelon’s actions are paramount to treason, and he will ultimately be put to death.

The Epic of Gilgamesh

“Enkidu began to speak to Gilgamesh: ‘My brother, this night what a dream I dreamed!

The gods Anu, Enlil, Ea, and celestial Shamash held assembly, and Anu spoke until Enlil: “These, because they slew the Bull of Heaven, and slew Humbaba that guarded the mountains dense-wooded with cedar,” so said Anu, “between these two let one of them die!”

‘And Enlil said: “Let Enkidu die, but let not Gilgamesh die!”

‘Celestial Shamash began to reply to the hero Enlil: “Was it not at your word that they slew him, the Bull of Heaven– and also Humbaba? Now shall innocent Enkidu die?'”

‘Enlil was wroth at celestial Shamash: “How like a comrade you marched with them daily!”‘”

In the ancient Mesopotamian epic poem about King Gilgamesh and his beloved friend Enkidu, Enkidu recounts the dream which foreshadows his impending death. Because Gilgamesh and Enkidu killed Humbaba, Enlil wants revenge in the life of one of the two heroes, and he chooses Enkidu. Enkidu soon dies, setting Gilgamesh off on a quest to find the secret of immortality.

[mathlemore]

me: if you could marry one fictional character, who would it be?

logan: is it bad that the first person who came to mind was sonic the hedgehog?

[oikisu]

Vriskat

NOTP

[dusk-boy]

Sympathetic?? oh no you misheard me I said ‘I’m pathetic’

[fairymosss]

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[quackercracker]

fisting-satans-anus replied to your photo:lame

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It's too expensive here, maybe the price will drop??