#hellfire mechanisms

[jeena-says-hi]

“My child is fine”

No, their comfort song is Hellfire by The Mechanisms

[murderandcoffee]

my FRIENDS 😛🫦 my PEOPLE 🧎‍♀️🧎🧎‍♂️ my FLOCK 🐑🐏 I have had a VISION 😵‍💫💦👁👅👁💭 a VAST FIERY ORB 🍑🔥💯 floating in an ENDLESS VOID ✨🌑🌌🦶 and there so SMALL 😔👉👈 so FRAGILE 🙈 US 😍💋👅 but FALLING 🍆🍌 FALLING 😩👉👌 FALLING INTO THE FLAME 🥵🔥🍆💦🍑💥

[jackthegiantkiller]

i have SEEN 👀😱‼️👁️👁️ damnation 😵💣🚫🌋🔥☄️💥🙅‍♂️ my brothers 😤👊🧑‍🤝‍🧑

[beeing-stuupid]

i might have gained a new song obsession

[asexual-spock]

[saym0-0]

dttm hellfire is a spiritual experience, and not because it consists of maddened preaching

[eli-am-confused]

Me walking to my class across campus in the September heat:

The little preacher man in my ears yelling about an orb of damnation that makes the sun seem pale:

[annabelle--cane]

I'd be so good at being a temptress. I have a smooth jazzy alto singing voice and I breast boobily down the stairs and wine red lipstick looks great on me but alas I have the soul of a twelfth century benedictine nun. I wish I could donate my talents to someone with more of a passion for slutting it up.

[trashburgersblair]

High Noon Over Camelot Live version of Hellfire my beloved <3

[mechs-track-tournament]

Round 2.5.4

[unsat-and-strange]

so uh.... high noon over Camelot, amirite?

[pineconnie]

someone make a jon-centric tmagp animatic to this specific part of hellfire by the mechanisms pls omg i have a vision

[jonny-b-meowborn]

the only reason Galahad was able to survive the brain-frying chair of knowledge was because he was also thinking about Merlin boobs the entire time

[bajablastflavoredsaxreed]

Your soul is connected to the foot bone

You’re dragging it down with the weight of your bones

Surrounded by temptations and you just give in

Now shake dem skeleton bones!

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones!

Your bones becomes dry as you perspire

Think you’re thirsty now wait till it gets drier

And you feel the heat of the bones

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones!

Your sick and sinful lives will build a leg bone

Your perversions scar the station, son, they’re gonna fry her

Now shake dem skeleton bones!

Dem bones, dem bones, dem dry bones

Your skin starts to sizzle as you expire

Your hip bone’s connected to your back bone

Now shake dem skeleton bones!

Hellfire!

Hellfire!

Hellfire!

Hellfire!

That fire! That fire! That hellfire!

At the heart of the inferno that will never tire

I have seen the knee bone, and it connects thigher

And we all fall into the flames!

[shadowpeachyuri]

and you feel the heat of the flame

Sometimes, Mei misses the Samadhi Fire.

She doesn’t regret sealing it away, of course- the Lady Bone Demon’s gone for good, and the Fire was way too dangerous to keep around after that. Mei had agreed to remove it, and she isn’t gonna go back on that now. And hey, if she hadn’t been OK with giving it up, she could’ve just burnt them to a crisp and run off with it!

(That’s. Probably not a great thought to be having.) (It’s a little scary how easily Mei’s mind now jumps to the thought of the people she cares about burning alive, consumed by the Fire. By her Fire.)

And yet, she still kinda wants it back. She misses the burn in her chest, the prickling of power under her skin, the fight to keep the unstoppable surges of energy from breaking free. Yeah, it was scary, but it was the kind of scary she knew how to handle. It was intense, and terrifying, and difficult, and exhausting, and exhilarating.

But beyond that, the thing Mei misses the most about the Samadhi Fire is the power it gave her. 

Like Red Boy said, the Samadhi Fire was an interdimensional weapon of unimaginable power. Holding it inside of her was kind of like how she imagines surfing a giant tidal wave would be- you hang tight and do your best to ride it, or else it’ll eat you up and not even notice you were there. When she had the Fire, the strength of that tidal wave behind her, Mei was like the big kid on the block, confident that nobody was gonna try and mess with her or her friends. She could take anybody, beat anyone. She had enough power inside of her to obliterate any threat without even breaking a sweat. Who’s gonna mess with a ticking time bomb? No baddie who likes their bits where they are, thank you very much!

And besides, who wouldn’t miss having LITERALLY the strongest weapon in the UNIVERSE on hand to protect their friends?

(Mei’s mind fills with the blackened scraps of MK’s jacket, being blasted away by the heat. The blotchy burn scars dotted up and down MK’s arms. The smell of melting iron and burning monkey hair.)

(It’s fine. It all turned out, didn’t it? MK’s fine and Monkey King’s fine and they don’t blame Mei so she shouldn’t either and everything’s okay, actually.) 

Mei takes a deep breath and keeps running through training exercises with her sword. Calm, quiet, still. Just focus on what you’re doing. She doesn’t have the power of the Samadhi Fire behind her anymore. That’s okay. She doesn’t need it. She can be strong enough to protect everyone, without needing to put the whole universe at risk. (And these are the things she tells herself, over and over again, as she desperately runs through her stances and tries to pretend that every ounce of her body isn’t itching to reclaim her fire and burn the whole world down to burn herself down to protect the people she cares about.)

[saym0-0]

after UDAD right before they blew up the acharon the mechs performed a purely self indulgent concert broadcast across the entire city with as many dramatic reveals as they can fit in, as by this point they're well known as individuals one way or another in pretty much every level of society