#like im sure the blood that is all over him 80% of the time is there for a reason

[illbegottenfaith]

day by day the feminine urge to watch deadly class grows

[deus-ex-mona]

i miss her…

[jvzebel-x]

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[rearranging-deck-chairs]

Hi hello I watched all of carmilla in a weekend when I was 17 because a student teacher who in retrospect I had a bit of a crush on mentioned that she knew one of the actresses. also I am pretty invested in all your recent vampire stuff because I watched iwtv in 2 days last week because your edit intrigued me

oh hiiii 🫶 thank you for indulging me. thats so cool that you watched iwtv! did it live up to the expectation?

i also watched carmilla at 17! or like, 17-19. i found it when s2 had just started and followed it to the end. did something permanent to my brain but i think it was a good thing. on rewatch now im like, i was right to like this. like it's a solid show, it's good. it has its flaws obviously but it's well written, the emotional moments still get me, i can see why i liked it and i still like it now even when it's not anymore, you know, meeting every need that baby gay me didnt even know they had

what it doesnt reaallyy do though - i dont remember if i posted abt this or if i left it in my drafts but - is explore vampirism as a concept. their subject matter is more lesbianism than vampirism. which is great! thats what they wanted to do and they did it and it's very good. but reading interview with the vampire the book rn im realising how much potential vampires have to be metaphors for like so many things and i started wondering like 'wait, did carmilla just not really engage with it or did it all go over my head'. but it just didnt really engage with it all that much. which again is fine bc that wasnt what they were doing. im glad they were more about the lesbianism than the vampirism

but there's this interesting difference in framing, because in iwtv they keep calling armand 'ancient' right? and emphasising how old he is. and he's like 500? and i was like 'wait isnt carmilla like 400?'. she isnt, shes 340, but still, thats getting there, you know? and we know quite a lot about her history, but kind of just the Big Events. when she was turned, the events of the novella, coffin of blood, silas. thats sort of what we know. but none of the long lonely slog of history day to day you know? with armand i feel like we can really feel how much time everything takes. how every one of those years is made up of single days. with carmilla i dont feel that as much. i keep kind of thinking about daniel, when louis calls him a boy in the first episode, saying "im an old man, with all the triggers that come with it"

because carmilla might look 18 (or mid twenties at this point) but she has lived all that time. shes also seen her native land be claimed by like a succession of ruling powers, right? like armand. shes been buried alive, like louis. when lestat is born, shes already 80 years old, shes lived a whole human lifetime, and the entire adult part of it shes been a vampire. shes lived through 1680-1870 being a lure. i compared her to abigail hobbs in some tags on a post, i dont know if youre familiar with hannibal the tv show, but i do also kinda keep thinking about that comparison

if youre not familiar, in the first episode of hannibal the murderer of the week is this guy garrett jacob hobbs who kills and cannibalises girls who resemble his daughter. and later on it turns out she was made to be his lure. like they'd go places and he'd sent her to the victims to make friends and maybe get them back to their home or smth. not sure if they specified all the details. but that's what carmilla did for mother. and in s2 we hear from mattie that while every couple of decades carmilla had to lure victims for the fish god, she also seemed to just enjoy humans between those times, right? like the doctor, gets lonely, gets a new companion. but we've only sort of got mattie's mocking word for it ("dont eat him, hes a poet! or her, shes got such a wonderful voice. or that one, shes just too pretty to ruin"), we don't know exactly from carmilla's point of view what she was doing or why. if mattie's talking about stuff that happened after the blood coffin, 1950-now, then i think it's a fair assumption based on what carmilla says in the s1 sock puppet show that after she'd figured out what the real situation was and what her role in it was, when she'd started trying to save girls from being sacrificed, that she mightve been doing the same trying to save people from becoming mattie's victims. it's probably more likely that she was just trying to find excuses to stop mattie from sucking someone dry rather than actually having like an aesthetic based morality. but it might be a bit of both. im still trying to figure out what her philosophy actually is, like i dont know what existentialism actually means ghkfjghkj but i will

i also found it pretty striking in the movie when shes turning back into a vampire she says like "this was supposed to be done, you know? the blood lust, the self-loathing, the sleeping tied to a chair in my own bedroom". thats what defines her vampirism, wanting blood and hating yourself for it (the third part is a joke/reference to s1 but also i think meaningful for how she sees her relationship with laura when she IS a vampire. little bit of that 'she will reject me for my monstrousness' shining through). and thats what defines vampirism for lots of vampires across the genre obviously, but i dont know, it struck me. we dont get a lot from carmilla's pov, we know a fair amount about her, but the story is always told through laura. we get laura's diaries, but just snippets here and there from carmilla, what shes thinking, how shes feeling

and i love that shes a philosopher. i love that thats how she seems to try and find something to hold onto, in a world that kind of moves around her, having been murdered, kidnapped, turned and groomed to be a lure on the cusp of adulthood, never having been properly loved (the relationship with her father wasnt good she says in s3, and her mortal mother i dont think has ever been mentioned (like laura's)). the only good relationship she seems to have had for the better part of 3 centuries seems to have been mattie, and mattie seems to love being a vampire. i can imagine carmilla just sort of going along with anything mattie wants to do just because shes so desperate for that friendship. not like, against her will necessarily really. but more like, she hasnt even had the space to develop her own will, you know? and philosophy lets you do that. philosophy gives you frameworks to understand the world and to develop your own opinions on it. and by the 21st century she seems to have developed those opinions, she has a sense of her own values, but shes also still stuck in that same situation. shes jaded and cynical in the face of laura's optimism and strong moral code a lot of the time in s1 because she feels probably pretty powerless. like she does what she can to save some girls but at the end of the day shes scared of her mother and she has nowhere else to go really, right?

i like how she grapples with that over the course of the series, in tandem with laura grappling with her black and white morality. she sort of jumps ship from her mother to laura bc theyve fallen in love, but then laura still stuck in her hero thinking refuses to see her monstrous side. not literally bc i think the biological vampirism never seemed to be a problem for laura, but morally. the having murdered. carmilla needs laura to see that and love her while seeing it bc the last girl she loved rejected her for being a vampire.

but you see her kind of swing back and forth in s2. she softens first with laura but then they break up and she leans back hard into the sarcastic cynic defense mechanisms, leans hard into "im a monster, dont expect heroism from me". but thats like, it's sort of learned helplessness i think. it's powerlessness, resignation. bc morally shes not a monster. maybe she doesnt have as strong a drive to help other people as laura does and is a little more selfishly hedonistic in that she just wants to enjoy her/their life, but she doesnt hurt people for fun, she never has. she just sort of didnt have another option for a Really long time. so she pretends she doesnt care. "im a vampire, this is what i do, this is who i am". but clearly from the way she talks about it when she turns back into one, she doesnt enjoy it

and i like how she goes even further in s3, where she starts swinging even more to the heroic side, bc she sees hope. shes like "wow if we kill my mother, i'd be free". theres hope and she becomes like a lot more active. and shes like that at the start of the movie too, a lot happier, a lot more relaxed, and then vampirism is back and bam depression gfhgkjh like shes immediately more gloomy, ashamed of her past and her self, retreats into herself

sorry i just took this as an opportunity to dump all the carmilla thoughts floating in my head on you. you didnt ask fhkghgjh consider this an open invitation to you or anyone else to come talk to me about carmilla

[abundantsnow]

oghhhgg kay first post on the kny blog

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hallo, if you dont know me, my name is Zenith Petrichor! you can just call me zen. :) my pronouns are zey/zem/zeirs (or he/it) and i am aroacespec and ficto/yume. i am on the autism spectrum and have adhd and ocd-c, all diagnosed. its nice to meet you if youre new, please send me asks about anything kny or related to my oc, i love answering questions!!!!1!1 /gen/pos

i need to put my oc out somewhere cause i dont want him to just spin in my brain 24/7, i need people to look at him in all his glory 💔

tumblr is the perfect place to release my "way too heavily projected on oc for it to not be a self insert" oc

kny wont leave me alone even tho the pacing and character dynamics are ass and i needed to make an oc and rewrite the entirety of kny with him and with better pacing and character dynamics

So anyway yeah thus is totally a self insert, meet Hisato Nagafuchi!!!!!!!!!!!1!1!1!1!1! please read more lkke pleade please please i love him so much please read about him im ljke so- *gets shot*

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Hisato's reference sheet

永渕氷聖 "Hisato Nagafuchi"

Hisato - 氷聖 “ice” “saint”

Nagafuchi - 永渕 “eternity” “quiet”

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Name: Hisato Nagafuchi

Race: Half-Demon

Gender: Male, He/Him

Age: 23

Height: 168 cm (5'6") (6'0" with his geta) ((the teeth are 5 inches but the base itself is a whole nother inch))

Weight: 80 kg (176 lbs)

Birthday: January 12th

Hair Color: White to Lavender

Eye Color: Indigo

Affiliation: Demon Slayer Corps

Occupation: Demon Slayer, Ice Hashira

Combat Style: Ice Breathing, Blood Demon Art: Purifying Ice

Partner(s): Giyuu Tomioka, Mitsuri Kanroji, Muichiro Tokito, Tengen Uzui

Relative(s): Unnamed Demon Father, Unnamed Human Mother (deceased), Sakonji Urokodaki (adoptive father)

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Hisato's sprite & parasol

I'll draw his actual official promo art at some point. This is like the sprite that would show up on the wiki lol

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About the Hashiras!

About the Water Hashira: “He’s kind, I like him a lot. He's very aloof and masks his emotions; which people don't seem to understand. They think he's arrogant, and he's not. He’s self-conscious, and I can tell something’s bothering him deeply. We were also taught under the same Former Hashira, even if I developed my breathing techniques differently.”

About the Love Hashira: “She’s a sweetheart. She was friendly to me from the start and trusted me, even though I am a half-demon. We bonded over our love for food.”

About the Mist Hashira: “Ah, I see him as a little brother of sorts. He’s a brilliant boy, even if emotionally stunted due to his amnesia. I’ve made the effort to try and communicate with him, and he has noticed this. I like to spar with him, and this is how we communicate.”

About the Wind Hashira: “He’s hot headed and loud. Very loud. He was the most outspoken about me being a half-demon during my crowning and even tried to tempt me with his marechi blood. It smelled nice, like a gourmet dinner, but I could easily resist the temptation. I haven’t really liked him since.”

About the Insect Hashira: “She didn’t seem to like me at first. I had offered her my blood to use as a substitute for an experiment and she accepted. Whatever the results were had her interested in me. She now comes to me to ask me questions occasionally, and seems to hold no animosity towards me anymore. Although there is something simmering under her surface, I’m sure it’s something to do with Kanae’s death.”

About the Flame Hashira: “He’s also loud, like Lord Shinazugawa, but he’s very passionate and kind. I look up to him, even though I am older. He was wary of me at the very beginning, but was one of the few that accepted me pretty quickly. He even gave me pointers during a spar.”

About the Stone Hashira: “He was adamant on not accepting me at first. He believed anyone with Muzan’s blood, however diluted, did not belong in the Corps and should be slain. It took a long time to earn his acceptance and it almost seemed futile. As embarrassing as it is... it was learning that I can purr like a cat that... got him to like me. Both him and Lady Kanroji love cats, apparently. He likes to pat my head whenever he gets the chance."

About the Serpent Hashira: “He also doesn’t like me. At first, it was because I was a half-demon. He accepted that after a while and even sparred with me, claiming that I was fun to spar with. Now, he hates me because he thinks I’m too close to Lady Kanroji. I think he has a crush on her…”

About the Sound Hashira: “He’s very loud, too. He was mean at first, but it turns out it was just a form of tough love. We’re the same age and he even gifted me a haori that matches my breathing style! I wear it all the time and I love it, it makes me miss dad- I mean Mr. Urokodaki's haori that I outgrew. He said my Blood Demon Art was very flashy; he calls numerous things flashy, actually. It’s quite funny. I also think he’s really pretty, but he has… three wives…”

About the Flower Hashira: “I only knew her briefly, seeing as she died shortly after I became a Hashira. But she was also kind to me. She was hesitant to trust me, but she still did anyway. I really wish she was still around. After learning it was one of the Twelve Kizuki that killed her, I swore to Lady Kocho that I would help her find and kill Doma, the Kizuki in question.”

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Taishō Era Secrets!:

(with Tanjiro)

"Mr. Nagafuchi can't stand anything spicy! He prefers all of his food cold, even things that aren't supposed to be cold! He also loves sweet foods."

"His ears are incredibly sensitive, and he has a good sense of sight, smell, and hearing! It's not as good as mine or Zenitsu's, but he's still able to pick up a lot of things that normal human senses can't!"

"His voice doesn't match his appearance, but it's still considered a beautiful voice. He loves to sing and hum melodies, but he's become very embarrassed by this particular skill."

Tanjiro: "I hope one day I can hear you sing, Mr. Nagafuchi!"

Hisato: "I'd only sing for Nezuko, sorry Tanjiro."

Tanjiro: "That's okay! I'm sure Nezuko would love it!"

"He also doesn't talk to anyone because of this! Only the Hashira, me, Zenitsu, Insosuke, and everyone at the Butterfly Mansion have heard his voice."

"He's able to sneak up on anyone without making a sound! Despite wearing noisy clothes and having chimes on his parasol, he can move without alerting anyone! It's almost like he can choose if he makes noise when moving..."

Hisato: "I can, actually. When making my presence known, I tend to allow my footsteps and parasol to make noise for a more elegant appearance."

Tanjiro: "Is there a switch you can flip or something? How are you able to do that?"

Hisato: "That... shall remain a secret."

"Apparently he was taken in and raised by Mr. Urokodaki since he was a baby, and even calls him dad!"

Hisato: "Th-That's embarrassing, Tanjiro... You didn't have to say that..."

Tanjiro: "I think it's adorable! I also saw him as a father figure if it makes you feel better!"

Hisato: "..."

"Mr. Nagafuchi can purr! Like a cat! When Mr. Himejima and Ms. Kanroji learned about this, they were over the moon since they both love cats!! They find any chance possible to pet Mr. Nagafuchi, so cute!!!"

Hisato: "I... I do not purr... That is nonsense...!"

Tanjiro "Can I pet you, then?"

Hisato: "No, of course not, Tanjiro! You cannot pet me! And Lord Himejima and Lady Kanroji do not pet me!"

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Hisato's haori and parasol design

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That's all for the first post!! I have a lot more already, but I'll schedule those posts for later since its 1am and like. yeah.

[hetfieldlovebot]

mustaine x trans masc reader

req:3 dave ask who cheered!! im not a dave main but i tried my best

the prompt i was given waaaas

“late 80s dave and a groupie have a quickie in the dressing room between megadeth’s main set and the encore”

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between the loud cheers of the audience outside and the bumbling about of drunkards in the dressing room, you were not even sure if you should have come here. megadeth were huge and it was a miracle you had even got into the after party.

the crowd cheering for an encore didn’t go unnoticed by you, you sigh and sink back into the couch you’d taken residence in for the last two hours.

swiftly interrupted by dave bashing his way in through the door, weaving around the drunkards in an adrenaline fuelled frenzy. looking for the first person he could get his hands on and use for his own desires.

groupies. unaffectionately called by others but to him, objects. objects of his possession that he could get anything he wanted from. he’d even taken to making a mental list of his conquests but noticing you, the small meek figure slumped on the couch like it was gonna consume you at any moment. it intrigued him.

“you.”

he said it so simply, with force. a cocky grin splayed across his face, he had no time to waste, grabbing you by the arm and leading you into the room over, conveniently empty.

without a word, somehow you’re lifted and pushed down onto a table, not a sound indicating whether you were for or against this.

“hello sweetheart, haven’t seen you around before. just gonna use you while i have a few minutes.”

you look at him dazed, blood running with adrenaline but you decided to make this a game. it was your first time in a situation like this and you wanted the control. to see your mighty idol crumble before your eyes.

“no.”

“excuse me? what did you say?” he chuckled and raised a brow, eager hands reaching for the buttons on your jeans. you make no attempt to stop him but just look at him, not displaying any discernible emotion, unlike the usual groupie who would practically beg to be in your position.

“no. i’m okay thanks”

he laughed and shook his head, looking down at you with intensity as if your protest was fuelling the fire further.

“you’re a funny one, but don’t lie to me now. this is what you’re here for no? to get me off, to make your favourite musician feel good?”

he slides down your jeans, taking his time to run his fingers down your thighs tenderly squeezing at them.

“im quite alright thank you, i don’t give out to those who don’t ask.” your voice steady, a softness to it but not in a way he’d seen before. he was impressed.

“awww come on pretty, don’t act like that you know you want it.”

he hooks his finger around the middle of your underwear pushing it aside and baring all of you. the slick in between your folds dripping down, betraying what was coming out of your mouth.

“i-“

“knew it, look at that pretty pussy, dripping just for me. i’ll be honest i don’t have a lot of time, so are you gonna help me out or not?” his face curved into a devilish smile. pulling himself out and prepping with a few strokes, his throbbing cock almost pointing at you.

“beg for it.” your voice confident but your body squirming slightly.

“the fuck did you just say to me?”

“i said, beg for it. surely you know how to ask nicely?”

he broke out in laughter and pulled your underwear down completely. ripping them off your ankles and chucking them to the side. shaking his head as if it was completely preposterous what you were asking.

“oh you want me to beg for it do you? you want me to get on my knees? tsk. i had you pinned down for a difficult one but i thought you would’ve caved a lot sooner.”

he leaned down and whispered into your ear

“but ill give you what you want, alright? and then heres whats gonna happen, im going to fuck the shit out of you, so hard you’ll never forget how i feel. absolutely ruin you for anyone else, all in a few minutes. and you’re going to take it like a good boy.”

he tilts his head and bites at your neck harshly, sucking the tender skin there, drawing the blood to the surface and marking you deeply. he leans back up and looks down at you with a smirk, almost laughing at your whimpering state.

doe eyed, you look up at him, goosebumps on your skin and hair raised as his words have its effect on you. you keep your poker face, but every time he touched you sounds spilled out as if you weren’t in control of your own body.

he trails his hands down you patiently, groping at your chest, then your hips, a little firmer there and then finally your thighs. swiftly, to your surprise, he buries two fingers deep inside you. he leans down again, lips trailing from your neck to ear before whispering

“please baby, let me fuck you, wanna cum in that pretty pussy so bad…so bad…fuck… you’re so hot. wanna fuck you till you can’t walk, i need it so fucking bad.”

embarrassingly that all it took for you to be gripping his hair and begging him to fuck you. whining and grabbing st his shoulders.

“fuuuuuck, so fucking needy aren’t you? ‘m gonna fuck you so hard, thats what you want hm? bet you’ve been thinking about this all day, praying id choose you. pathetic.”

before you even have a chance to process what he was saying he slips his fingers out of you, lining up and frantically thrusting inside. without a care for your need to adjust, relentlessly chasing his own high.

the burn was overwhelmingly good, slicked enough to take it but you weren’t quite prepared for the actuality. his deep grunts and growls piercing your eardrums as he held you down by one hip and the other groping you wherever he could reach. your chest, your other hip pushing you further, slamming his own against you.

the table underneath you shaking with his strength and the filthy sounds of the mess at where you joined would surely be heard by passing partygoers. your own sounds growing louder as he thrusted impossibly deep, hitting right at the sweet spot.

“yeahh taking my fat cock so good, letting it split you open and just letting me use you as i please. so pretty like this. fuck.”

his movements become more rapid and desperate as you whine, clawing at his back and scratching deep marks down it, something he’d remember you by.

“d-dave…i-i..”

“thats right pretty boy, cum on me, make a mess all over this dick. let me feel it while i fill you” he growled in your ear, rutting his hips faster, so close to his own breaking point.

you gasp as you feel the sensation build in your stomach, fuzziness travelling down your thighs and up to your head as you moan loudly, calling his name over and over and over again.

you squeeze your thighs around him in a desperate attempt to pull him closer somehow as if it could even be possible. tipping over your edge and cumming hard making an utter mess.

he’s not far behind and as he feels you clench down on him, he lets out a growl that could only be described as heavenly as he let himself go. his fingers digging into your hips as he came hard, filling you up and even in the aftershock of it all he was still just fucking his cum into you, making sure you felt every last part.

he pulled out of you, smirking and pulling his jeans back up, hearing the crowd still chanting for encore as you were sat there half naked and completely fucked out, thighs still shaking.

he raises his brow and shakes his head before speaking in a cocky tone.

“you better hope i don’t see you again, cause i won’t be so nice next time.”

[maria-ruta]

Veronica 💢 🕷️ 👪 and ❤️ :3

💢 ANGER - what are some habits they have that will take some getting used to?

usually she takes some extra time in the begining of the night to put a pretty face X'D washing, makeup, outfit, nails etc... thos some of her images take less time of preparation (like punk for example)

I can remember one specific moment in the game when she didnt have time to make herself all pretty and such because had lots of things to do and later on regreted this bc was mocked in elysium by it's keeper toreador and her goons, and im sure it wasn't the only ocasion in her life, so yeah i think as years go she keeps taking her preening routine more seriously and personal, probably OCD in some sense

another trait of her that some vampires might have troubles to getting used to - she has high level of humanity, so she would be against hurting inosent people, or killing anybody etc

if you have troubles or problems, she is willing to help, but it might turn into her giving her advice that you haven't asked for. so for you it might be pretty irritating, sometimes she's crossing the line

🕷 SPIDER - what is their biggest fear? do they have any irrational / mundane fears?

her beast taking over resulting in her hurting others (happened at least several times in our game), her loosing her humanity completely and her turning into inhumane bloodthirsty monster

loosing everyone she loves, being completely lonely

hurting kids - she even has tabu on drinking blood from children and teenagers

👪 FAMILY - what is their family like? what is your ocs relationship to them? does your oc have any siblings?

her biological family: back in 1920s, before she became vampire, she had father and mother, older sister and younger sister. older sister was married and had husband and little son Tommy (around 6-7 years old. the only character i came up with a name hahaa). her family origianally lived in little town near Chicago. Veronica had big dream of becoming singer or actress in Chicago. Her parents were judjemental of her lifestyle there and were telling her to stop this nonsense and marry already, like her big sister. So Veronica didn't have very good relationship with her parents but it wasn't awful either. Her relationship with her sisters were better

But after her embrace her sire arranged it so that Veronica was noted as dead so... Veronica hasn't had a chance to see her family again, because she had to keep the masquarade... Her family were heartbroken and her parents made a conclusion that nothing good comes from girl chasing her stupid dreams in a big city U_U

Even tho it was dangerous and painful Veronica sometimes would sneak to see how is her family doing

her last relatieve who remembered her - her nephew Tommy - died in nursing home around 80s. Veronica visited him there once, the second time she came he was already gone

sad is the story of immortal creatures

but neitherway, during her vampire years of life, she made friends and connections

there are vampires that I think she would call her family

for example her coterie members - Rene (character of my friend Kate), Jaquilene (character of my friend @tench-art), Charlie (character of my friend @osatokun)

her sire Moore, her friend anarch Jack, her friend Johny

fairy Monica also quikly won a place in Veronica's heart, and she thinks of her as her little sister (Monica called her big sis several times anyway haha)

and Veronica's current boyfriend brujah Jake is going to become her long term relationship (for at least several years for sure. its rare for vampires to have relationship forever) so he's also getting a place in her found family haha

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

attention, help, gifts, doing something for you, hugs, kisses, flirting idk

Link to the ask meme post

[understandableparadox]

On your 80s Curse of Strahd campaign. Which character is the most drastically different from their canon counterpart, and what system did you use?

(ill save you the disappointment and rip the band-aid, im still fifth editions lil whipping Mspa Sprite, its easy and it serves the purposes of what i want from it.)

SO! a lot of the name characters have been mostly rewritten from what they were like from the original game-

Strahd: big lord of barovia. i wanted him to Feel Bored. the idea is that every time you play curse of strahd, strahd remembers it. every humiliating defeat, every overwhelming crushing victory, every time your character decided they could fix him- he has gone through it all in an ad-nauseam repeating loop that has slowly ripped him mind apart and then pieced it back together piece mail. to the point where in this specific loop, in which time has been allowed to advance to a point where it resembles 80s Americana- he welcomes the players eagerly, awaiting the hunt. death for him has become a welcomed sign for rest in a moment of true oblivion. he also became a rock star and completely shed the vestiges of nobility. resulting in the ongoing joke - "Strahd? The Rock Star?" whenever someone attempts to talk about strahd in a way that's a little to reverent.

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Ludmilla, Anastrasya, volenta: motherfucker (affectionate) i can sneeze and they would immediately gain ten new personality traits, the personality traits we have given them are All Fan Made Creations. you wanna know what the book has to say on them? All their blinding and innovate story telling?

"they have pretty dresses that are dirty and go "BLEH!" and attack you."

which i mean... that's a lot of how draculas brides are depicted... anyways i gave the wives a overhall and give them all special power sets. volenta can create bugs, her body can be swapped with bug parts which is fun. ludmilla is a god damn Genius, and anestrasya is a silver screen starlet with memory based abilities. (as in she can swap things with aspects of how they were remembered and a bit more but that's a special tool for later). all three are also - oops, is that one of my players i see trying to sneak a fucking peak? Back to the fucking dungeon with you, go on, Get! -

Personality wise;

Volenta: i made her autistic. oh you need more? i hate the idea of her acting like a Harley quinn knock off, i am sure far better dms then me can Swing it but baby i am bad at disco and when i swing my hips, there are concerning noises~<3. so i toned down her personality. she is still Vary Intense but Vary Goal oriented. i gave her things that she hyper fixates on, i made her Obsessive, i made it so that when she has an emotional misunderstanding, it can be Deadly because i think thats a more fun character.

Anastrasya: oh baby the camera loves her no matter how many times she fake her death and changes her social security number. i made her the Excellent host, someone who can't help but to dazzle and please those around her. she trives when theirs someone around to make happy! All eyes on her if you Please. Notably one of the wives who finds drinking blood to be rather Fucking Nasty so she simply doesnt, she can, in fact she should, but she simply dosent.

Ludmilla: i think the pitfall of the most intelligent people is that they can See what is wrong but they are Screaming into a void. now, i think a intelligent persons pitfall in dungeons and dragons is that intelligence is a dumb stat. if you are Hot and Strong, you can get away with being a dumb sack'a bricks! and that's Deeply frustrating. is no one going to question how the laws of mass and energy are being Bent over and treated like the MC of a """Spicy""" Romance novel? no one gonna comment how mass conversion is getting treated simalierly? this world is a nightmare of rules and logic that refuse to fallow their own rules and logic and her own vast intelligence is stagnant because Who the fuck needs a brainiac when my Hot Fairy Soul keeper will let me burrow her nuke on the Weekend? She fucking Hates People.

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ireena: her being the damsel in distress and i do mean the damsel of all time, just destiny little target practice for Bad and Bad, i wanted her to embody a growing frustration. smart as a whip and desperate to see Anything improve Ever. i switched her from a fighter to a artificer - a proper conspiracy nut that distrusts most of barovias larger institutions. hey, what do you think would happen if david bowie showed up and used Hot Mind-control on you? I think that would Scare me on a fundamental level and every day after wards would be a fight for control over yourself even when their is no danger, a constant desperate need to prove your own will in hopes that no one can ever say you are not your Own. Also a player drew her!

(done by @hareofhrair

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Gertrude, Doru and Ismarck: I made them into a little bit of a Werid love triange. Ismarck Loves Doru (no confession) -> doru loves gertrude -> gertrude would love a hag if it said something intresting to her and talked to her long enough from her fucking apartment window.

after ireenas Vary Bad, Absolute Worst Date Ever with Russias david bowie- Ismarck and doru would lead a militia of barovias towns folk to kill the vampire of the castle, this would be known as the Cradle rebellion because it was led by idiot babies. doru before hand confessed her feelings to gertrude who jumped out of a 5 story buildings to join him (and run away from her psycho mother.). Now this is where it gets Really Silly. ismarck and doru make it down to the tombs of the castle where they and the rebellion get shit stomped by rahadin- Lmao skill diff- but Gertrude? in the charge, she got separated and wandered around the castle for so long that strahd ended up finding her. in which gertrude demanded his unconditional surrender. Strahd, baffled by what the fuck is going on because This just has never happened before, decided to appoint her as the barovian townships ambassador and has been keeping her prisoner until negotiations can begin. she belives that doru and ismarck are within the castle getting treated for wounds. They Are Not. doru has become a vampric vagabond after getting his blood lust supressed by the party and ismarck is dealing with the zombie apocalypse.

Gertrude is so god damn funny to me. in the book she just Left because she wants to bang strahd. thats absurd and hilarious. i love her. she deserves to be a part of every game of curse of strahd. her favorite books are howls moveing castle and shitty cheap monster romances. shes now in her own invented love triangle between her broken heroic knight boy friend and the dark mysterious vampiric master of the house.

ismarck is still white. i though it would be funnier to have him look like a surfer dude with a broadsword you can surf on. in another life he would be hanging ten and kissing dudes on the beach, shits so unfair man...

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and there are more, but hopefully that gives you a peak into my DMing and Writing style!

[faerunscursed]

The bark of the oak was warm from the sun. Mizora leaned against the tree, the blood from the ritual a stark contrast in its rich red in the juicy green of the grass. Grand Duke Wyll Ravenguard had summoned her to the safety of his garden so that she did not feel like she had to force herself into her lesser human disguise. However, he had also instructed her to wait because he had a surprise. Mizora chuckled low, finding the thought that her puppy could surprise her adorable. However, she chose to indulge Wyll and rested in her spot in the garden. Over her head, a few birds chirped and a squirrel leapt from branch to branch. Mizora stretched her wings, basking in the sun with a pleased hum when Wyll cleared his throat. Turning around, Mizora raised a brow in confusion as her warlock approached her with a parcel on his arm? As he stepped closer, the parcel turned out to be a small, swaddled baby. Mizora's eyes widened in shock and she took a step backward. "I did not know you became a father, pup!" Mizora took a deep breath and stepped closer. It took every ounce of self-control to not mutilate the little thing, especially as Wyll gingerly eased the swaddled baby into her arms. Mizora stared down at the innocent life. The baby was a Tiefling as it had a pair of very thin horns on its head like an antelope and the slither of a tail, pushing against Mizora's fingers. The little girl was corpse blue and blinked up at Mizora with red eyes, one seemingly a bit discoloured compared to the other. The Cambion felt a knot in her throat. Her claws were itching to shred the thing in her arms to pieces, yet at the same time, Mizora was terrified that she might break it. Terrified and strangely intrigued. She had not anticipated Wyll becoming a father. However, the fact that the child was a Tiefling was an even greater surprise. Mizora looked back at Wyll and said: "She looks unlike any Tiefling, I have ever encountered before. How is that possible?"

This hadn't been in the cards initially, not for Wyll, whom believed a devil like him wouldn't be destined to have a child. Yet as time went on, and his reign as Grand Duke continued, he knew he would in time eventually meet his end. That meant that he would have to continue the Ravenguard legacy as well.

This task had not surprisingly been hard. As while he did not have time for a dedicated relationship, he wasn't without options. One of the cultists, whom served as a secret service to him and worshipped Mizora, had offered to be a surrogate. It was an offer he wouldn't refuse. Only with that, the only issue was time, and he had nine months of waiting. Nine months of trying to contain his excitement. And most importantly, nine months of keeping it secret from Mizora.

What he had not expected, however, was for his child to be born a tiefling. In all fairness, he should have, but nonetheless it did not stop him from cherishing her the moment she was born. Just like that, anything else that gave him meaning, aside Mizora, could not compare. Once he held his beloved daughter, Lily, he knew his life would change. He was sure Mizora would feel the same, in some way, too.

"I have been Grand Duke for 80 years, Mizora, and even though I age slowly, I know im not invincible. Eventually I will die, and what would the city be left with?" Wyll smiled fondly at Mizora as he carefully eased Lily into Mizora's arms. Almost immediately Lily seemed attached, as tiny hands wrapped around a finger. "Turns out, Lily is exactly what I needed to bring some spring back into my step."

It took a great deal of trust, to put a child, regardless of origin into the arms of a cambion. But for Wyll, there was no one else he could put such trust in. He had no doubt Mizora, struggled with inner impulses that he, too, felt at times. "One your followers, offered to surrogate. She gave birth a week ago. Though I admit, she looks more like you than she does me." Wyll chuckled, noticing how much more often Lily smiled in Mizora's

What Mizora said rang true, for Lily did not look like any usual tiefling. "Maybe her appearance has something to do with us? Given how intertwined we are." That, of course only made him love her more. He loved the way her barely formed horns were shaped, including the little stubs of not yet formed horns. Her skin was a corpse blue, with a hint of brown, something especially unique. "Funny, this is the first time I've seen her smile their much so far. It's like she is more connected to you than I ever was." Lily's tail even seemed to respond, flicking just slightly as if responding to being in her arms. @shimmerbeasts

[ly0nstea]

My thoughts on the final special, skip to the end if you just want the review and not my hilarious commentary as i watched

The ringing in armins ears was a very nice touch

Armoured titan continues to do all the heavy lifting

Uh ohhhh

Adding scenes with onyankopon at the fort was nice

Getting to see more of the nine was really nice

Pieck solos fr

Pieck getting got by the tybur warhammer and reiner by porco and marcel is kinda hilarious

Connie solos frrr

MIKASA JUST FUCKING RAPID FIRE 3 THUNDERSPEARS WTF

Dude ymir HATES reiner bringing up his whole past

WHAT REINER DOESNT GET EATEN IN THE MANGA WHAT THE FUCK

Nvm he does i just checked i forgot

HOW IS REINER SO FUCKING INVINCIBLE

Jean forgiving reiner L take jean

SNAKE TITAN

BOOOOO GABI THROW HER OFF

Why is falcos titan green

LETS GOO ANNIE

"Where's Arm- i mean, Pieck" ARUANI ARE SO WINNINGGGGGG

Booooo dont kill eren let him win

The eldians should kill all the marleyans fuck them shoot their asses

THEY HAVE LIGHTNING AND FUCKING BOWS AND ARROWS?????

AND FUCKING SWORDA???? AND AXES

Pieck solos again

PIECK KEEPS SOLOING

Jean does not solo bro please

Mikasa not being able to fuckung speak lmaooo

Fucking gabi tryna shoot the titans dumbass tell her ass levi

Cringe Levi L take stomp them all out he doesnt regret his choice bcuz hr knows erwin wpuldve done the based thing and wiped out humanity outside the walls

Slingshot mikasa we stan

Oopsie

Annie doing parkour off the spine of the titan shes the real mvp

Armin having an out of body experience

Damn armin hates himself, based tbh hes a lil bitch

Fucl yea all thosw bitches and the giraffes getting trampled

YO COLLOSSALS ON THE LAVA THATS SO SICK

Millenia of history getting wiped out only paradis deserves to stand 💪💪💪💪

Zeke building his lil castle

Ey its the explanation

"Being alive means dying eventually" zeke youre not smart please stfu

Baby eren ❤️

Zeke and armin talking about the same thing but seeing entirely different things might genuinely be my favourite image in the entire series holy shit

AND SCYTHES

Bertie boys fighring for the love of his life bros so cucked

Ymir saving reiners life bros so cucked

Fucking gabi and her stupid rifle hate that bitch

Aruani stays winning

Krugers so cool bro

Why does zeke love being naked so much

Zekes always fucking up erens shit man

Cucktoldt is back

Zeke getting to reconcile with grisha was nice

Levi gettjng the fucking brawl sound affect for killimg zeke lmaook

Booooo why didnt the baby get thrown

Imagine being the last guy to fall off that cliff thatd suck ass

Jean finally did something

Reiner continues to fucking carry the entire plan by himself

If only armin used his nuke on more civilians </3 him getting held up was sick asf tho

Gabi got to live and her parents booooo kill them all

LET REINER FUCKING DIE HOLY SHIT

LETS GO ERENS ALIVE ABSOLUTE LEGEND

Boooo the eldians and marleyans are working together L bozos kill the marleyans every man woman and child

How did connie figure that out

Honestly id accepy jean and connie dying if it meant gabis bloodline being ended right now

That was such a nice send off for connie and jean im kine of mad its a fake out tbh

REINER CARRYING ONCE AGAIN

Mikasa stop getting fucking headaches and do your job holy shit

Uh oh cabin time

The why are you crying symmetry oo

Cabin erens a lil bitch

HES SO TALL

ROCK HIS SHIT EREN

Mikasas cut looks so good in this

HE TURNED ARMINS FACE TO RUBBLEEEE

Mikasas such a traitor

WHYD SHE CUT HIS HAIR

Mikasas a necrophiliac and ymirs a voyeur

Child armin looks so mich like a girl in mappas style

Whys he tryna make mikasa the mc in the last chapter 🤡🤡🤡

Eren killed his own mom what a madlad

Get rocked eren

Whys armins face like rhat

Its the "worst manga panel of all time"

A sea of blood thats beautiful

80% not enough it shouldve been 90% with only the 10% on paradis left

"Im sure the hell we went through has happened over and over" i actually dont think this has happened before armin

Gross hes holding hair and teeth

"It was at out feet but you were always looking at the distance" is a very nice allegory for freedom and drive

0/10 armin didnt kiss him as well

Still mad we dont get to see anyone elses converstions with eren, especially floch

Pieck is so unserious

MICHE AND PETRA ON SCREEN LETS GO 10/10 FINALE

gabi on screen 0/10 finale

"Give him a proper burial" his is ass does NOT deserve that

"Prove it" cant prove a negative dumbass this is why marley deserves to die theyre all dumbasses

Ymirs all grown up and is it too early to say—

Erehisu stans are so fucking fuming rn holy shit

JAEGERIST INSIGNIA IS SO FUXKING COOL SHIT

Nicoli on screen 0/10 finale

HITCH ON SCREEN 10/10 FINALE

Reiner please calm down for 2 seconds

ANNIE IN A SUIT SHES SO SMALL I LOVE HER

Levi on screen L YO HIS EYE THOO THATS SICK

Can gabi and falco please fuck off

Paradis looks so pretty

Mikasa never threw away the scarf smh

Love the idea that shiganshina becomes a fucking cyberpunk capital and not just a big city

Anyway all jokes aside, the ending still feels a bit inconsequential seeing that no one dies in the final battle, considering how the rest of the show was. Eren's still a coward and a pussy and his inability to act with decisiveness is the reason shiganshina (and presumably the rest of Paradis) is inevitably destroyed, it also proves the Jaegarists point that no matter what happens theyll never stop trying to wipe out eldians, even centuries after titans are wiped out. Eren lied to the people of Paradis and got them killed so like 8 people could live half decent lives cleaning up his mess, most hollow victory of all time. Over all its like a 7/10 ending, there isnt any other way it really could have ended comsidering the story. The new paradis emblem is so fucming cool tho holy shit. Get Rumbled Stay Humbled.

[ambelle]

I’m prefacing what I’m about to say with “I went on Twitter, so I did it to myself.” Dude who just recently became a DK fan and was acting like he was about that DB life just last season is on Twitter talmbout he wonders if the fans hadn’t fought for them they would have happened? 🙄 I’m going to go out on a limb and say yes, yes they would have. Just because the show didn’t portray them in a traditional manner or the way that some people wanted doesn’t mean they didn’t plan for them to be endgame. In fact Greg Walker has stated (many times) that they knew the direction they were going. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that Brenton and Anna knew that as well. As the leads, the show runners would have given them a lose outline of what their plans were. In any case, if people actually watched the show instead of putting their own spin on things they would be a lot happier with the way the show turned out. I’m not saying there weren’t missteps, and missed opportunities but overall the show was good and true to the characters created by Wolfman and Perez. And there were many elements of the original Judas Contract comic from the 80’s as well as the animated film from 2017. It is an enjoyable show and I will be rewatching it forever!

Hey anon! I think people assume they have more power over writers than they actually do. So when they complain and then things still don't go exactly how they demanded they are shocked and personally offended. And yeah the showrunners have been saying the same thing about DK being endgame for years it for sure wouldn't happen if they didn't want it to happen.

Before s3 even aired Greg did some interviews about a DK bombshell and them being endgame. The reaction was everyone saying he's a liar and there's no bombshell. They were wrong but they won't admit it. Brenton and Anna also knew what they were doing in their interactions. It's fine to misjudge people if you can at least admit you called him a liar for no reason.

As everyone enjoying the current season has said there are plenty of things we all wished happened in this show. I have a lot of beef with season 3 in particular. But I'm also genuinely enjoying this season. Not just DK content but overall team interactions, the villains (well Mother Mayhem so far but Im sure Brother Blood is about to kill her and step up to bat), the overall plot with the prophecy the lore and Trigon is way more interesting this time around. Screentime is all even and everyone has their own thing going on. It's just been a solid season and my favorite since s1. I actually like it more than s1 because Gar and Kory are far more present.

I do love the show overall even with all its misteps it's one of my favorites and I'll miss it. Also if I'm being honest most shows I watch end up completely falling off so eh. I think Watchmen may be the only show where I can say it's damn near perfect...but there was also only 1 season so...yeah.

Titans Forever right?

[electrificata]

Here is what i have been listening 2 lately yes im avoiding something no i dont listen to a lot of """new""" music

"This corrosion" the sisters of mercy - nothing revolutionary here, its a goth (sorry eldritch) classic with the big stupid jim steinman bombast that i love. If you want a good time search "andrew eldritch interview" on youtube, he's a huge bitch its so funny

"My lady of mercy" the last dinner party - a cute fizzy indie pop song that splits open into huge, triumphant stoner rock choruses. Its my understanding this band has weathered "industry plant" rumors despite being like, not. Anyway if industry plants made shit like this id be ok w the concept

"Kybalion" killah priest - my friend sold this wu tang associate to me by saying a) he's into the occult, b) not sure if he's actually any good, c) hes making animal noises on the new album. "Hermes trismegestis of lyrics that specialize in physics and pyramids" literally what else do i have to tell you

"Blood makes noise" suzanne vega - i love when a singer songwriter chick has one hard track on her album and this one sounds urgent and clanging and ominous im having a great time

"You aint no celebrity" jungle - everybodys losing their shit over "back on 74," and rightfully so, but this is the ass shaker on the album, its like an update on all those 2000s sean paul hits i liked before i heard at too many bar mitzvahs (it actually knicks the buzzing theremin from "get busy," which was always better than "temperature")

"Naked eye" luscious jackson - 90s crunchy touchy feely divine feminine radical vulnerability nonsense

"Come together" primal scream - these guys were kind of narrowly revolutionary in the 90s and i dont hear anybody under 40 talk abt them ever but i loooove the early 90s uk "what if classic rock was dance" shit that was happening with them and i guess kind of madchester?

"Obsession" animotion - this is the loud obnoxious goofy 80s pop hit all the other ones want to be. The boy-girl vocals are really fun BONUS the singers fell in love and are still married, go look up a recent performance of this song theyre so old and so horny for each other i love it

"The big sky" kate bush + "chains of love" erasure - two very different 80s pop classics, but i listen to them the same way, and frequently right after each other. I have a theory of art and fiction i call, for the moment, "mythological awareness." I use this to refer to work that knows what old folkloric/mythological/archetypal symbols and narratives and images it evokes. Work that knows that any love story is every love story, every mad scientist is a wizard and a shaman and a hacker as well. Kate is singing about the things we pay attention to as children and forget as adults, the sky is a marvel its easy to forget about because its there every day, but that doeant mean its any less a marvel. This might be the most straightforward u2-ish rock single bush ever put out, but it feels like shes marching at the head of an army of zeppelins and airplanes and rockets powered by the laughter of gods. Andy bell of erasure is singing about a fictionalized pre-aids era of gay utopia like its something that used to be real and can be real again if we all clap our hands. He details a world of "sisters and brothers" open to the pleasures of the world, fucking and loving and worrying about what theyll do for dinner rather than whether they can get into the hospital to watch their loved ones die. And over an unstoppable synthesizer bounce, falsetto floating over clouds of gospel-inflected backing vocals, you believe him. He could be talking about atlantis or hobbitton or erewhon or the greek age of heroes and he knows that, the halcyon past is a myth none of us can get away from, maybe we need to understand it and use it rather than disavow it. I was born years after both of these songs hit, and my parents didnt listen to either of these artists, so they come to me fresh and bright and veiled in the light obscuring mist of morning, for me and no one else (everyone else)

[mukipookie]

this is mostly a reflection for myself, you don't have to read this.

but fyi: i picked complicated lol.

but like tbh i genuinely find ajaw hilarious, i have since the moment we met him and that opinion hasn't changed.

this is a bit long, be warned,

I usually am not a fan of characters who are mean for the sake of being mean (ahem. fuckass. yae miko.), but Ajaw is portrayed in a comedic manner: he's rude as shit but you immediately get the deal that he's just a loud-mouthed, cocky little thing that you can bitch slap to celestia with a flick of the wrist, and that, personally, is the only way to write a bitch-character and that will make me enjoy them. cartoonish over-exaggeration to the point it's funny.

he's an absolute asshole but he frequently gets what's coming for him AND he is, in general, the embodiment of Gen Z's spirit animals smh: he behaves just like about 80% of my friends: death wishes and all. it's literally like watching a part of myself and my entire friend group be stuffed into a character and that is genuinely hilarious imo.

I think tho, since i believe u mentioned (if you, OP, are reading this) in the comments that you like kinich, but don't like the way ajaw talks to him: it would probably be interesting to dive a bit into their lore, because, at face value, they hate each other but once you read it, their duo becomes much more complicated. There is mutual respect for the other, but it's not obvious at all, especially with how they act.

And that, again is also probably why I find Ajaw so fucking hilarious: just like my friends/me fr. We have LORE, good lore, and we care about each other very very much, but the way we talk to each other: you'd think we're #1 opps out for each other's blood deadass. the sheer amount of "kill yourselves" and other violent death wishes we throw at each other has become numb to our ears to the point when someone says that to me and actually means it (like in the hell comments of my pinterest posts), I start cackling because I'VE PLAYED THESE GAMES BEFORE.

I'm completely unphased by Ajaw, if anything, say, for sake of explanation, I was kinich and I had that contract with Ajaw instead, we would get along splendidly. Solely because I would literally lose my shit with laughter every time he says something. We would bond over a shared sense of humour.

so maybe my liking for ajaw comes from the fact that he is literally the embodiment of my friends/myself. He's mean but in the same mean as when me and my friends jokingly are mean to each other so I'm not nearly as bothered by it in comparison to when a character like YAE MIKO is just a bitch in general, has no comedic effect, does not have any reliability, and has no memorable "that's actually wild" moments-

unlike ajaw who's middle name is "comedic effect" (this mf is literally natlan's comedic relief atp, ifa might be joining soon but right now it's ajaw), he can immediately be related to the average friend group of this day and age, and has multiple "that's actually wild" moments:

"kinich? have you ever wondered why you don't have any friends?"

"anemic flying ant"

"HE'S not even a real doctor!! he's a quack!! a charlatan!!"

"were you not given toys to play with as a child? is that it?"

"go bungee jumping without the rope,"

"this is a quartet !!"

*insert literally every time he get's bitchslapped by the back of kinich's hand*

and that list will only get longer as more content is released..

you get my point im sure.

i love ajaw i need to put him in a hydraulic press and watch him bleed as he gets smushed into a meat patty.

he's such a fucking bitch.

[raytorosaurus]

can i quickly ask for some background history on the session guitar.. im new here omg :$$

of course! i think i have a masterpost about her buried somewhere in my drafts but for now: she was ray's first ever guitar. she's actually a gession brand, a cheap knock-off les paul replica which haven't been made since the 80s on account of the factory they were mass-produced in burning down. ray got her for christmas from his older brother in his sophomore year. im assuming ray misread the logo as session all the way back then, because he's never called her anything else, even though she was listed as a gession in this official guitar magazine in like 2011 lol. as you can see three of her tone/volume knobs, her rhthym/treble swtich, and one of her pickups are all straight-up missing lol. i love her to death.

this is gerard (?) talking about her on the mcr website's faq page in 2002. he refused to play anything else 🥹 you can see her in the in the studio 2002 video also.

you can see her in the in the studio 2002 video, and at all of their early shows. here she is in october 2002:

somewhere between that photo and this one, in january 2004, a few things happened and im not sure exactly when/in what order.

so first of all, now she has a yellow smiley face sticker on her :) it says walmart. sjdkgjgj <3333. but ALSO, sometime before october 2003, he dropped her off stage and she broke, like, almost in half :(. frank had gone through like 3-5 guitars at this stage lmaoo. anyway, ray started borrowing a gibson sg of mikey's and was like "oh this is actually much lighter lol" and from then on started branching out and playing other guitars lol, but he's still consistently preferred lp types his whole career!

anyway, she ended up getting fixed (iirc by matt cortez?? but i can't remember where i read that so i could be wrong). and she was back in business to record and tour revenge. here gerard is holding her in the studio <3, and again on the road in 04:

after that, she kind of dropped off the touring rotation for a while. she does feature on the studio version of the black parade though, and he started playing her regularly again after the black parade world tour when they were writing conventional weapons. here she is in late 2008 covered in blood when they were recording the desolation row cover:

and then at some stage he got her fully worked over and she was kind of his main guitar of choice all through the danger days world tour!

this interview is probably the best individual source for when he's talked extensively abt her, saying she's his first and favourite guitar, telling the story abt his big brother giving her to him, and confirming that she's featured on every single my chem album ever :')

and then tonight in brooklyn is the first time i've actually seen her (that i've noticed) since the breakup 🥹. yes she still has the walmart smiley sticker.

[navy-leader]

Maikol post 2.0

More headcanons

Teen Michael

- He was very reckless so he gets injured a lot, also gets into a lot of fights

- He learned how to patch himself up from his mother. After she disappeared he's the one taking care of his sibling's injuries

- He is very tall even as a teen, he was the tallest amongst his friends

- Has bad acne, the type that grows on your neck, back and chest and pops easily

- He was 14 when the Bite of '83 happened

- He had to help around the house a lot after his mother lost most of her sight and especially after she disappeared

- He's witness to a lot of his family's worse sides (mostly his father lol) and that does things to a child's psyche. He tries to drive his siblings away from that

- He eats dirt

Security Guard

- His hair is his pride and joy and he mourns it every single day since he died

- He has gray hairs from stress (hes still fairly young around 19-23)

- Still has acne but its not as bad as when he was a teen

Ennard

- Lost all his hair, his nose and an ear

- After getting his organs scooped out his body crumpled in on itself and the only thing keeping him up was Ennard

- The blood in his body drained out eventually so he doesn't bleed anymore

- Michael was conked out the entire time (he DIED) Ennard was controlling him so he didnt feel anything nor remember anything

Pizzeria Simulator

- Wears a party hat for the irony (Ennard wore a party hat)

- He has a lot of holes in his body so he's usually covered in bandages and gauze or whatever

- His motor skills fucking died cause i guess dying fucks you up neurologically

- His sense of taste is gone and he cant feel pain anymore

- Large gashes on his cheek after puking out Ennard cause metal

- Wears a wig

- Some of his teeth got knocked out and his lips got ripped up

- He can't close his mouth properly anymore so he drools

- There's still pieces of Ennard inside him which he gained control over and that's how he moves without bones i guess

- He stitched up most of the gash in his torso but theres still a hole in his stomach because its too big and he might rip more skin (which he cant regenerate)

- After a few decades of being (un)dead he adopted a nihilistic view on life (fluctuates between positive nihilism and negative nihilism)

General HC's

- He is left handed

- He is much older than his younger siblings, being atleast 8 years older

- He has hereditary dark circles from his father. Worsened by age and lack of sleep

- He sits like L from Death Note (or similar to it ig)

- He can grin like his father and he usually uses it to creep people out. He doesn't like smiling like that after the incident though

- He's anemic

- His flight or fight response is freeze. That's why he didnt move when he was getting scooped, and why he just sits there like an idiot when the power goes out

- He's mixed cause his mother is mixed, but unfortunately the white genes are much stronger. He was raised not to wear shoes in the house

- He learned a bit of ballet when he was younger from his mother (who was a ballerina) but it never got anywhere and hes forgotten most of it by now

- Queer but im not sure what exactly and very closeted, never comes to terms with it. His parents werent homophobic or anything but they never shown outward support either, and his enviroment werent the most supportive so he tended to follow the crowd (being in the 70's-80's and all)

- He dies a virgin

[ghosts-to-reid]

Final Girl (1)

Summary: Y/N L/N Was a final girl. Phrase coined with the birth of the fasicnation fo the 80s slashers, and the real life stories of those who have survived tragedy. Hawkins is her frsh start, her escape from her trauma, and here she meets the one and only Eddie Munson. But with the death of a cheer leader, will she skip town? Or stay to see it through?

Based on THIS post i made like an hour ago.

Part 2

TW: Death, descriptions of violence, gun mention, basic horror tropes, not proof read. Let me know if i forgot anything!

A/N: Deffo gonna be writing a part 2 to this, maybe a new series? Im obsessed with Horror and slahsers and the book The Final Girls Support Group by Grady Hendrix and this is most definetly self indulgent, but i really hope you enjoy. This is mainly a story opening, itll be explored more with next parts and their relationhsip will blossom through the next parts. this is more framing but still important! Please send an ask if youd like to be added to the taglist for future parts!

Your heart was racing, palms sweating, but you couldn’t stop. Escaping was only one step, now you had to get to safety. It was meant to be a fun weekend at your friend's house, remote, near a lake. A peaceful weekend, no adults, no supervision, nothing more. No one predicted a masked psycho hunting you down. Somehow, you’d managed to catch him off guard. Over power him. You never thought you’d have to kill a man, but there you were. He was gone with two axe hits. Yet, here you were, running down the road to the closest town, covered in blood, not knowing if it was yours or your friends. Running from the massacre, but not knowing if your attack had even worked, you weren’t taking any chances. You were only 14. 

Two years later, it all happened again. A revenge fantasy from a family member of the original masked maniac, taking on the original mask, or at least the most similar they could find. They snuck into your family home, that night they’d murdered your family, your mum, dad, little sister, but they were collateral. They were here for you. Again, you survived, they took out your parents first, and you tried to save your sister, but you were too late. Cue the usual screaming, running through streets, hiding, escaping, running again. There were a few other casualties of neighbours trying to help before police arrived. Yet you were still the one to win, with a shot of your fathers shotgun, he was flying out a second story window onto a fence pole. You thought you were safe, finally away from the media sensations of the latest ‘Final Girl’, another in a line of others. Another girl who survived an attack at summer camp in the 70’s, One being kidnapped with her friends and escaping a group of inbred hicks who tortured for fun, and escaping again when he came back, and your predessosr, a girl who survived her severly mentally ill brother who simply had a lust to kill anyone and everyone, though her fame overlapped with yours, the attacks happening in the break between yours. Can’t forget the girl whose boyfriend went crazy and massacred their friends, and then tried to massacre her. She didn’t make it out without a scrape through, she was wheelchair bound now. 

Y/N L/N was the new It girl of the ‘Final Girls’, phrase coined with the newfound fascination of girls escaping unbelievable situations that killed her friends, the ones who outsmarted the killer, and lived to tell the gruesome tale. Some girls signed movie rights, others wrote books, others milked the limelight as much as they could, the money that flowed made it all worth it to them, but you never ever spoke to the press. Your files were sealed due to your age, but your chance at witness protection was taken by a loose lipped deputy who spilled your name to the press. Sure, people knew the basics, but people wanted the details. How many times did he stab Martha? You jumped out of a window? What was it like seeing your friend's skull be chopped in two? It was sickening, and you never wanted anything to do with it. 

The older girls were first to make contact with you. Heather, the first, the girl who survived the camp, was the first, she was older than you, 16 when her story started in 1974, 28 now. She devoted her life to helping others with trauma. She sold the movie rights, and bought the very camp her story started with every penny earned. She turned it from her place of trauma, to a palace to help others. You stayed there with her every summer since your first attack. Heather was an angel. You don’t know what you’d do without her.

Yet, with no parents or siblings left, you found yourself here in Hawkins. Your aunt took you in, you had to repeat a few grades, not being able to focus after what happened. “Fresh town, fresh start”, she said. So here you were, repeating Senior year at 18. 

“Fuck.” You breathed as you entered the school, you didn’t know what to expect. People recognised you, they knew who you were. You had stalkers, crazy fans, people wanted your autograph. How sick was that? Shaking the thoughts off, you stepped through the halls and tried to continue with your day. 

Yet, you made it to lunch alive. People made a few comments, people whispered in not so hushed voices about the final girls, but people seemed to be keeping to themselves here. It was a weight off of your shoulders. Hell, you even made a few friends, girls from the cheer squad of all things. Maybe they wanted to up their social reputation by being friends with the final girl, but you doubted you would let it get that far. Caught up in your own thoughts you didn’t even notice where you were walking and that was right into a leather jacket.

“Shit im so sorry!” You breathed, bending over to grab your lunch box, and help him pick up the papers that sprayed from his hands from the collision.

“Hey it’s cool, You don’t have to do that” He smiled to you, when your eyes met, you saw a flash of recognition as he paused, you thought he was going to freak out over you, maybe another stalker? But whatever he was thinking, he shook off quickly before grabbing the rest of his papers and helping you stand straight. Flashing you another smile “You new here?”

Reluctantly, you nodded “That obvious huh? I’m a bit lost, I haven’t been in school for a while.” He nodded sympathetically

“Yeah well, sadly i've been stuck in this hell hole for 6 years, so, little lost sheep, you managed to run right into the one person who knows this palace like the back of his hand.” He chuckles as he lifts up his hand in a dramatic fashion, illustrating his pint, and soon you were laughing along with him.

“So… You got anywhere to sit this lunch? I’d be happy to clear a space at my table for you if not.” You smiled at him, he was charming, and sweet, so you agreed. As the two of you walked across the lunchroom, you could feel eyes on you. Taking a deep breath, like your therapist constantly reminded you to, you walked by his side. 

“So what's your name? Or am I gonna be referring to you as a lost sheep all day?” He asked, looking down at you as you dodged through the crowds of students. Of course he knew it, but it was nice he was asking.

“Y/N L/N. And you?” 

“Eddie Munson. Or as you’ll hear around the halls, The Freak.” He shrugged to you with a smile and spun to stand in front of you “Pleasure to make your acquaintance Miss. L/N” He held out a hand dramatically and you shook it with a giggle. 

So, from that moment you were inseparable. You Hung with Hellfire, they never asked about what happened, and they never pried if you mentioned anything.

Eddie quickly becomes your closest friend. He would listen if you were upset, he would take you to the movies, or to the arcade, showing you around Hawkins. He invited you to all the club meetings, offering to help you with creating a character so you could join. He held you when you cried, he would comfort you when you had a nightmare, even if it meant him driving across town in the dead of night. When your aunt was out late or gone for a business tripe you would stay at his trailer. You couldn’t ask for a better friend

You open dup to him about what happened. You told him about Heather, and where you disappeared to every month or so. Monthly, or as close to that as possible, you and the other final girls would meet in secret to check in on each other. Part of the reason Hawkins was so alluring to you was that it was so close to Heathers camp, an hour or so drive. It was a secret for you five, only your closest friends or family knowing about it. Even when you did talk about your experiences, he never pried, he never asked, he would listen, he would comfort you, he was perfect.

Life was perfect. Up until the murder of Chrissy Cunningham.

You were home with your aunt watching the news, and when the story came up your blood ran cold, you knew Chrissy. She was a friend. She was nice. Worriedly, your aunt looked over to you, she grabbed your hand and gave it a comforting squeeze as she shut off the TV.

“Are you ok sweetheart?” She asked through knitted brows “It’s not like that, it’s just random. Remember, not every murder will elad to that. Ok?” with a sigh you nodded eyes glued to the now blank screen, you took a deep breath as your heart raced. This is how it always starts. 

Breathe the flower, blow out the candle. 

The phone rang with a loud ring, jolting you from your trance. Your aunt rushed to answer it, as you watched on with heart beating loud in your ears. If you were being honest, you were ready to skip town right now. You had a licence, you had a gun, bought purely for the comfort after the shotgun that saved you the last time, and a bag already packed in your trunk stuffed with a supply of cash, but only your aunt, Eddie, and Heather knew about this. Hell the bag being ready to go was something Heather taught at the camp. While you were debating your options your aunt called out to you.

“Sweetie? It’s Dustin.” Your aunt called you, you stood up and took the phone from her.

“Y/N?” His voice buzzed from the otherside of the receiver

“What's up Dustin?” Your voice was weak, almost hoarse from the emotions welling up inside you.

“Where’s Eddie?”