#mark gowing

[burlveneer]

Mark Gowing's typography for Longform Editions

Mark Gowing operates as the organisation’s creative director, creating and managing all visual art and communications. Gowing has over 30 years experience in publishing and design and is also the founder of Formist. His Longform Editions cover art is created using a series of generative typographic systems that utilise the artist name and work title as raw materials for abstracted outcomes.

Christina Vantzou - Observations, edits, a cure for restlessness

Valentina Magaletti - Different Rooms

Lia Kohl - Untitled Radio (futile, fertile)

Gavilán Rayna Russom - Trans Feminist Symphonic Music

Melanie Velarde - Deep Circles

Angel Bat Dawid - Harkening Etudes

N Chambers - Itinerant Pattern

@markgowing

@formist_foundry

@formisteditions

@longformeditions

[j0rbits-art]

older atreus, baby baldur, & Hel concepts from 2022

[sapphic-of-cintra]

the ogre has fallen in love with a npc that has 10 minutes of screentime that gets brutally killed

[jenarosscity]

[smellslikeshadowspirit]

This is going to make no sense but to me and a handful of people

Anyways, TWINNEM 🤞🤞🤞

Doesn't want to be like his dad bf x ends up exactly like her dad bf

Sorry for the long ass paragraph down below

Context: girl on the left is my god of war oc. Her name is Irma and she's heimdall's daughter and she ends up exactly like him in terms of violence, personality, and pledging her loyalty to an empire that conquers everything that moves.

Irma and Mark are exactly the same in this point. Both are children of powerful people belonging to an empire/race that conquers others through violence. Mark being a viltrumite and Irma being Aesir. Both are more prone to violence because of this. The difference between mark and Irma is that mark sees the damage his father caused and actively tries to change himself. Irma is blind to it and believes that the Aesir have the best in mind. She willfully pledges herself to the cause AND to her father and in the end, it is her downfall.

[jin-jamm-desu]

Thinking about how screwed we are if we get jumped by the Locusts from Gears of War

(a self indulgent rant because I'm a little (a lot) obsessed with the Mark Lancer Rifle 2 and the Hammer of Dawn, specifically its version from GoW Ult.Ed.)

Kinda crazy to think about but those fuckers came OUT OF THE GODDAMN GROUND

Like they were under there for actual decades feeding off of Immersion (energy source for people who aren'g GoW nerds)

Guys what are we actually gonna do?

After the Space Race they mandated that we weren't supposed to and cannot make space weapons.

LIKE WTF DO WE DO WHEN THOSE GIANT CRAB/TENTACLE THINGS FROM GoW ULTIMATE EDITION LAND.

Also they have better guns than us...yeah. The locusts (sometimes) have better guns than we do.

Guys what happens if we get THE FUCKING BERSERKERS FOR CRYING OUT LOUD?!?!!

Without the Hammer of Dawn (my favorite super weapon ever) we are actually cooked if we get Berserkers.

[obsidian-vineyard84]

I once again redesign my god of war oc

[Old art and ramblings below cut]

Yeah most of this was before i decided i needed to lock in and choose an actual myth to base her off

Despoina, according to the Wikipedia page on her, is the daughter of Poseidon and Demeter, and is directly stated not to be Persephone despite their similarities? I think?

Despoina is a title, meaning something along the lines of Mistress, and shes usually depicted as wearing a veil

I didnt add the veil here, kinda wish i did, but i can always add it in another drawing lmao

Anyway! From what i could tell, there wasnt anything in gow on this deity, so i had free reign to fuck around with lore :3

I may have some things planned, so i won't say what the lore is for now

[allpromarlo]

mydei is kratos’ long long lost nephew you heard it here first

[theinkeddragon]

@whoredmode's boss, Anteros Prince!

Ok, let's do this AGAIN. This time on a notepad first so I don't Ctrl Z and lose all my writing!! (I cannot tell you how much that actually killed my motivation to write this out!!! Did give me time to draw Lady and SRTT Anteros tho)

The Void & Voidwalkers

The Void is the realm below the mortal realm, and above the god realm. It is the source of all magic and anomalies of the mortal realm, and is created by both subconcious will, and by the dispersed energy of souls when they fade away. All entities of the void realm are parasitic in some nature.

Culpas take many forms, changing as they see fit to best torment their hosts. Culpas are born from soul crushing guilt, the type the host will never agknowledge. Despite shifting their form being mostly pointless, both since their hosts cannot see them, and because the forms they shift into are anthro, they still seem to induldge in it. Out of the host born entities, they are the most intelligent, and can be conversed with normally.

Inner demons are lanky and small, hanging onto the shoulders of their hosts and whispering into their ears. They stem from deep rooted insecurities and will try to undermine any attempts their host makes to overcoming these insecurities. Out of all the host born entities they are the most reckless, seeming to care little if they're driving their host towards the edge.

Egos are large aura's, acting as an almost secondary "shadow" to their host; They feed directly off of vice, and spawn from over indulgence. They are hostile, and will encourage their hosts to either shove away or act hostile towards any attempts at helping their host overcome their vices. Egos, unlike the other host born entities, are directly tied to their hosts, and cannot move more than a few feet from them.

Sploinks are scrappy little fairy things that exist purely to cause annoyance, being the source of every small tick and click that makes you grimace in disgust. A fork against a plate, nails on a chalkboard, when your teeth squeak against eachother. Since they are being of pure noise and have the ability to transmit to each other, they are used by the gods as phones.

Striders are long and lanky creatures, with legs that rise them above buildings and round bodies. They wander aimlessly, decaying any and everything they touch and pass through. They are entirely passive and curious creatures, and are more likely to give a voidwalker an unprompted lick than attempt to harm them.

Chasers feed off of tense fear, the feeling of not being alone when you are. Chasers are hyper aggressive and will attack anything that can see them, even other entities of the void. However, when exposed to sunlight they become passive, and nothing more than oversized puppies.

Watchers are the most humanoid of the void entities, feeding off of awkward and tense situations. They are neither hostile nor passive, simply standing and staring to feed until their food source is gone, after which, they simply leave and find the next situation to feed off of.

Voidwalkers are mortals born stuck between the mortal realm and the void realm, marked from birth with star shaped pupils. Their births are considered rare and abnormal, usually co-insided with a near-death experience at birth. Since they are a part of both realms, voidwalkers are able to see and interact with void entities, though this also means that the void can interact right back. They are born with a random ability based around a singular word, such as "Purity", "Trap", or "Puppeteer". Their abilities and connection to the void is directly tied to their eyes, and if they lose sight in any capacity, they will lose their ability and connection to the void; Likewise, if a non-voidwalker were to gain the eyes of a voidwalker, they would inherit the voidwalker the eyes were from's ability and become a voidwalker. Most voidwalkers either believe their sight to be hallucinations (Which being a voidwalker does not leave one immune to also experiencing hallucinations) or the ability to see ghosts; Or if they are aware of their abilities, they do not talk about them, since others would assume the same. Voidwalkers are also immune to forming their own host born entities, though this does not mean they cannot suffer from what does spawn them.

Hehe. They are friends. (I need to get around to joining that discord so I don't feel like I'm just waving at y'all and shouting from across the room-)

[star-suh]

Challenger

Johnny Suh x Male Reader

cw: here johnny is 40 years old, pwp, feminization kink.

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“you shouldn’t act like a bitch if you're not gonna be one”.

those words echoed on yn's mind while his ass is being obliterated by johnny. it all started as a dumb challenge –mark told yn that he's not gonna be capable to seduce his dad's friend, “mark please don't be dumb, johnny is straight my dad once told me he had a wife”, “had?” mark asked, “they divorced” yn tells him, “honestly i don't know why… he's sexy”, “i know” mark agrees with him, “that means you have a chance” he adds.

“mark be serious, besides what would i won if i accept the challenge, would you pay me?” –mark laughs, “isn't it obvious? you would won a night with such a fine gentleman” he laughs, “what's the matter with you? why would you challenge me to do something like that” yn questioned him. “i just want to know if your capable of seducing him”... yn looks at him with a dead serious expression “such a dumb reason” yn mutters.

seeing that at the end of the day nothing would happen, that johnny wouldn't pay attention to this he agreed to do it –mark eubbed his hands together, as if he just crafted an evil plan, “see you tomorrow, tell me what happened” he hugs yn and leaves.

yn started with his plan, acting flirty all over johnny who was visiting his dad, taeyong, while the latter was on the kitchen or searching for something on his bedroom yn was sitting besides johnny praising his big frame, “can you flex them for me?” yn asked, his fingers grazing johnny's biceps. he did, flexing his arm for yn to touch and praise him more for his hard work in the gym. johnny saw this as just the son of his friend seeing him as an inspiration for who knows, maybe starting to exercise too. he just went with it following yn's requests until he saw how yn purposefully bend in front of him with the excuse to pick it up something, this wasn't a normal bending to pick something, when yn does it he stick his ass out so johnny can fantasize with it. it doesn't help that it looked like yn was not wearing something under it, the tight fabric of the short hugging nicely his ass and thighs not letting anything to the imagination.

yn whore himself out in front of the older, all that attention gowing straight to johnny's bulge that twitches in excitement, who would've thought that after his divorce he still has in him the ability of driving someone crazy and make him horny for him. “man i need to go, beers ran out and the ones you like are sold only on the mall but i try to get here as soon as possible” taeyong apologizes to his friend, “yn be sure yo treat johnny nicely while i'm not here”. “yes dad” yn said –bored, johnny hasn't accepted his advances so he just accepted his defeat, losing mark's challenge, “now i have to stand his ass bitching around for god knows when” he whispered dissapointed. he was about to go to his bedroom when johnny stops him, his hand grabbing yn's wrists.

johnny doesn't play games and yn would know that soon.

yn was on his knees –head against the edge of the coach and his throat being railed by his dad's friend thick meat. with a leg placed on the edge of the coach too and the other on the floor, knee bend to find the perfect angle to fuck yn's throat. “if you're gonna act like a bitch, throwing yourself around to any man who crosses your path then you should take responsibility and be one”.

yn gagged on it, his throat becoming slippery, slobbering all his saliva on johnny's lenght –the perfect place to put his dick in. johnny then places both kness on the edge of the couch, with yn's head in the middle of them and his dick still buried deep inside the other's throat. he thrusted, feeling his orgasm coming, “get ready to be fed, slut”. thick splooge flooding his throat making him choke on it, gagging with the thick liquid. “fuckk!! swallow it all if you want to breath again. i'm not pulling out until you do it”. the warm liquid went down his throat, swallowing it little by little, like the obedient little slut he is.

“time for pussy pounding”.

johnny spreaded yn’s ass wide open, staring at the needy hole in front of him, he put his throbbing hot dick to rest on top of it, the hole pulsating when it feel it, needy, wanting to have it inside it. “let's give this pussy real man cock, not the ones of your twinky dumb friends that don't know how to pound pussy”. he push his head past the ring of muscles, “so fuh-... tight” he growls.

“see, this useless pussy can barely take my size” he spanks it, “i'm going to teach it how to take old man cock properly”. he slams himslef against yn, grabbing a fistful of his hair to pull it, the bottom arching his back in a perfect curve, “why aren't you being a whore like before now. wasn't this what you wanted?”. yn was cockdrunk already, johnny’s dick being too much for him right now, his throat sore after all the railing he did before –also drunk with johnny's cum, ‘real man cum’ as the older would say.

the cockdrunk yn cried “we have to stop, my dad could come any time soon”, but johnny ignored him –focused on molding his boypussy with the shape of his big dick. “i don't care, that way he knows the slut of a son he has”. johnny wowed at how yn's hole gripped on his shaft when he pulls out yn's ass quivered sucking him in again, not letting him go, he laughs –eyebrows raised in surprise– “it seems this pussy has an owner now. i claimed it as mine”.

johnny's heavy balls plapped against yn's, “how does it feel to be fucked by a real man?” he continued –belittling other sexual relationships yn had before, “shoo good~” he slurs, “breed this boypussy, your boypussy… daddy”.

as if a switch was turned on by yn, johnny went feral mode jabbing his dick uncontrollably on yn's slippery hole, his swollen shaft opening his walls wide while his veins scrapped them deliciously, hearts appearing on yn's eyes when his hole guzzled down his massive load of spooge –completely gone now, johnny succeded on breaking him to make him his toy, yn became addicted to his muscles, musk, cock, cum… addicted to everything about johnny.

days later taeyong texted johnny *how're the lessons going?* the man opened the chat and texted him back, *he's good but i think i need to teach him more, just in case* johnny looked down staring at yn kneeling in front of him sucking his length while prepping his hole for johnny to use. “this pussy misses this cock” he strokes the slobbered shaft, “put it inside please. since that day no one has been able to fuck me as good as you daddy” he opened his legs pushing his knees towards his chest with the help of his arms, he rubs his hole as if telling johnny to come here to take it “no one has been able to fill my molded boypussy as you did, it seems that it only wants your big daddy dick now” he pouts.

johnny positions himself on all fours on the floor, towering over yn's smaller frame, “is that so?” his lips ghosted over yn's, teasing him, lips barely touching each other. when johnny pulls his tongue out yn tries to catch it with his lips and suck it but johnny hides it quickly –laughing. “then let me continue molding it to my size, i'm addicted to your pussy too” he confesses, pounding him over and over again, unloading lots of cum on both holes. “good whores deserve to be well fed” the older man mutters.

“once you try the cock of a real man there's no going back”.

[my-midlife-crisis]

THE EPSTEIN LIST

Look at number 77

Ghislaine Maxwell

Virginia Lee Roberts Giuffre [Epstein victim]

Prince Andrew of England

James Michael Austrich

Philip Barden

REDACTED

Cate Blanchett

David Boies

Laura Boothe

Evelyn Boulet

Rebecca Boylan

Joshua Bunner

Naomi Campbell

Carolyn Casey

Paul Cassell

Sharon Churcher

Bill Clinton

David Copperfield

Alexandra Cousteau

Cameron Diaz

Leonardo DiCaprio

Alan Dershowitz

Dr. Mona Devanesan

REDACTED

Bradley Edwards

Amanda Ellison

Cimberly Espinosa

Jeffrey Epstein

Annie Farmer

Marie Farmer

Alexandra Fekkai

Crystal Figueroa

Anthony Figueroa

Louis Freeh

Eric Gany

Meg Garvin

Sheridan Gibson-Butte

Robert Giuffre

Al Gore

Ross Gow

Fred Graff

Philip Guderyon

REDACTED

Shannon Harrison

Stephen Hawking

Victoria Hazel

Brittany Henderson

Brett Jaffe

Michael Jackson

Carol Roberts Kess

Dr. Karen Kutikoff

Peter Listerman

George Lucas

Tony Lyons

Bob Meister

Jamie A. Melanson

Lynn Miller

Marvin Minsky

REDACTED

David Mullen

Joe Pagano

Mary Paluga

J. Stanley Pottinger

Joseph Recarey

Michael Reiter

Jason Richards

Bill Richardson

Sky Roberts

Scott Rothstein

Forest Sawyer

Doug Schoetlle

Kevin Spacey

Cecilia Stein

Mark Tafoya

Brent Tindall

Kevin Thompson

Donald Trump

Ed Tuttle

Emma Vaghan

Kimberly Vaughan-Edwards

Cresenda Valdes

Anthony Valladares

Maritza Vazquez

Vicky Ward

Jarred Weisfeld

Courtney Wild

Bruce Willis

Daniel Wilson

Kathy Alexander

Miles Alexander

[tomas-smoked-sasuage]

Out of this World

(Sun Wukong x GOW Freya! Reader)

WARNING: This shit might be cringe and stupid, violence, swearing (obviously), language barrier, reader might accidentally be out of character Freya, late post & poor writing (mb gng)

Bold and slanted words are Chinese speak (not written Chinese for those confused)

NOTE: I accidentally posted this... It was not my intention to post this, I was planning for next week but since some have already read this, I'll just add more to the story that I was planning to anyway, so if you read it already. More content! I guess... (Nov. 30, 2024)

REQUEST ARE OPEN AND LIST IS HERE

The veins in my brain spiked with pain, tapping and poking on my face in hoping I wake up. Opening my eyes, I see many small creatures in front of me. Sitting up, I scooted back but they statutes to run towards me. On my feet, I made my stance to attack.

“Falk-!” Before conjuring my spell, something landed in front of me. The creatures stopped running in front of me as they saw, a staff?

I walked and crouched down to the staff, examining it. I’ve never seen a staff of such a design. Before I could touch it, the staff moved before firing back, a hairy hand grasped the pole. Turning towards the individual, he see, he a bit flash in my opinion. He stood on top on branch of a tree, merely felt intimidated.

“Who are you?” He spoke, the language is not to my knowledge. He noticed my confusion and intimation. The pain from my head came back. I fell to my knees, feeling the sharpness of the twigs and sticks. I lost my consciousness as I heard a thump.

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"What do we do with her? She's clearly from the outside world." Erlang spoke, gazing upon you. Wukong walked from walking scoffing and scratching his head.

"The hell am I supposed to do? She landed on my mountain, clearly rude if you ask me." Erlang chuckled at Wukong who was clearly pissed that you landed on his mountain unattended and rudely. Or so he says.

Erlang continues to examine you, he saw your tattoos on your arms, wondering if there were like you. But you, he wonders what your tattoos mean.

"Her attire is uncivilized. She's a fighter, her markings on her arms and she's barefoot. She looks human, but her soul is not mortal." He brushed a few hair strands away from your face, getting a better look at your face and to see you have any injuries.

Wukong quickly turned towards Erlang, did he hear him correctly?

"Not mortal? What do you mean? No human can be immortal!? Are you certain?" He walked over to you. A disdain look he gave. Exactly who were you?

The moment later, guards forced their way into the room, causing you to wake up. You got up quick, grabbing at your sword but then realized they aren't there. You hold your stance as the guard aimed their spears at you.

Erlang and Wukong entered the room, and Erlang came forward slowly. His hands raised up, preaching for peace.

"Reframe from violence, we are not here to harm you " He spoke. You furrowed your eyes and tilted your head in confusion. Wukong scoffed and rolled his eyes. "See, she's stupid. Doesn't even understand what's going on."

"I don't think it's stupidity, she just doesn't stand our language. A common thing. We'll teach her our ways, if she seems troubling to the balance, kill her if you must. If she was not important in her homeworld, she wouldn't be important here."

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Years have passed by and you managed to learn their language, they saw you were already a fight but peaked your interest in teaching you to different techniques.

Wukong realized how smart you are but he still holds criticism towards you and likes to boast about his ego. Of course, you didn't pay too much mind to him.

As much as he hates to admit, he does not like seeing you with Erlang, he usually sees the both of you spar and how he looks at you. Even the praises that Erlang gives you makes him irritated.

You arrived at Mount Huaguo seemingly to drop something off for Wukong. The announcement of your arrival scurry the Monkey King off his throne. He hurried out, spotting you with the young one. You smiled and pet them as they brushed their heads against yours and your hands.

Up in a tree, Wukong was going to haul you off his mountain but seeing how gently you were with the young one, he just kept watching you. What seemed to be long enough, you asked the little ones for their king.

Wukong cleared his throat catching your attention. You set some of the infants down before bowing towards the Monkey King. "Your Majesty, I've come to-"

"Who are you?" He interrupted.

"Huh..." He left a bit speechless, but you answered.

"Not sure if it mattered but, Y/N. I fell in your mountain a few years back."

"I know who you are.." he rolled his eyes, scoffing a chuckle.

You let out a hum, you knew interacting with him wasn't going to be easy. Nor fun. "Well, alright. I have this scroll from the Celestial Court and-"

"The Court!?!" He then groaned, "Now what do they want?"

"They're expecting an answer for your return." You held out the scroll. Visibility to his sight.

Wukong looked at you with an uninviting gaze. He sighed before jumping off the tree, walking up to you. Taking the scroll from your hand and looking at you, you were slightly taller than him.

He opens the scroll reading it. You felt a land at your shoulder appearing an infant, you rubbed underneath its chin. Without notice, Wukong stole a few glances here and there of the scroll and you. Pretty amazing how the infants took a liking to you.

He cleared his throat, catching your attention again. He then tossed the scroll behind him rolling his head and turning away from.

"Tell them I still decline. I have a life here and I wish to keep it that way." You nodded before turning around, the infant jumped off your shoulder.

"But then there's you." You turned back around as he continued, "Why be so naive to work under the Court, you're an Outsider. They thought you once dumb, but your bright, smarter even, but this isn't your smartest run. You'll see eventually that Courts want nothing but a lapdog." He turns away from you.

"And what exactly do you get off of this? Why tell me?" He appears right in front of you, you stumbled back but he grabs your arm pulling you closer.

"The Court is not what they all seem. They seem wonderful and prideful, but they'll use you to their advantage. You're strong, so they'll use you at any change they'll get." He then laughed madly.

"Don't be a fool!" Jump from one tree to another, he disappeared.

Leaving you in question and wonder, you think more about the Monkey King after returning to the Court.

Here's this, as I said before, I was NOT wanting to post this until next week but somehow I posted it anyways. It was in my drafts since like Tuesday, so I don't know what happened today, but yeah, here's this. I might make a part two, if so do expect it to be good. I'm not too good or knee in writing, but I do my best. So if you are interested in this story, let me know. I'll make a part two. And yeah.

REQUEST ARE OPEN HERE!!

[perfectwitchcrown]

Make the Exorcist Fall in Love – Witches Part One

Ok, I finally finished this meta! I've broken it into two posts because it was getting a little too long. I’m covering some of the literary and historical references that Ekuoto plays with in regards to its witches hehe.. Regardless of whether Arima Aruma and Fukuyama Masuku are engaging with the actual history of witchcraft beliefs or the way it’s been filtered down into the contemporary cultural consciousness, I think it’ll be fun to present the real-life inspirations behind these ideas. Scholarly sources are cited so you can feel free to check out the information I discuss, and links are provided occasionally when I got lazy. All citations are in MLA form at the end of the second part because I didn’t feel Chicago footnote format would function well on Tumblr, so I apologize for any issues with the citations as I’m rusty with MLA. Take this all with a grain of salt, as I’m not an expert and also had to cover a lot of regions/periods of time. Hope you enjoy!

Content warnings for discussion of sexual violence, execution, images of cartoon nudity and violence (all Ekuoto panels), also major spoilers for Ekuoto and minor spoilers for Berserk, the movie Perfect Blue, and the movie The Craft

Link to Part Two of the meta (including works cited)

Witches – what did it mean to be a witch? Demonic Pacts, witch marks, and more

First off—what is a witch? This question is actually deceptively difficult to answer. For example, you can’t simply say that a witch is someone who practices magic: that’s too broad. “In September 1398 the theology faculty at the University of Paris approved a set of twenty-eight articles condemning the practice of ritual magic”—the targets of this were largely clerics (Levack 49), and there seems to have been a decent number of them (Apps and Gow 126). Those accused of witchcraft were considered distinct from these magic using priests for whom “this magic was practiced with grimoires or books of learned enchantments” (not that this was approved of by the church either) (Mackay 30-31).

What a “witch” was, is also something that could be wildly different depending on time and place. There was, however, a coalescence of ideas during the 15th century in Europe, followed by the “witch craze” of the Early Modern period (16th-18th centuries), in which there were an uptick in witch trials, provides an answer to what a witch is that has had a lasting impact in our present cultural consciousness (Witch Trials in Early Modern Europe and New England). This definition of witchcraft, then, I think, is the most relevant one to consider in this meta, although it will require a bit of generalization.

Essential to understanding this coalescence of ideas about witches is a book known as the Malleus Maleficarum, or “The Hammer of Witches,” a text on witchcraft published in 1486 by two Dominican friars, an order that focused on heresy (Mackay 1-2). Please note that mention of heresy, as it will be relevant later. How, then, did it imagine witches?

Christopher S. Mackay, in the introduction to his translation of the Malleus Maleficarum, calls this construction of witchcraft “the elaborated concept of witchcraft,” and defines it as follows (this is a direct quotation I just can't format it right on Tumblr LMFAO):

A pact entered into with the Devil (and concomitant apostasy from Christianity)

Sexual relations with the Devil

Aerial flight for the purpose of attending:

An assembly presided by Satan himself (at which initiates entered into the pact, and incest and promiscuous sex were engaged in by the attendees),

The practice of maleficent magic

The slaughter of babies. (Mackay 19)

The Malleus’s construction of witchcraft “represented a special form of heresy that played an important part in Satan’s plans for the Final Days” (Mackay 33) and borrowed elements from accusations made against earlier heretical groups (Saunders 85-86). It focused on women from the lower classes as opposed to priests who were practicing magic (Mackay 30-31). Heresy is key then to understanding witchcraft in this period. The Malleus’s construction of witchcraft also had a sexual focus, repeatedly bringing up the impact of demons on the genitals (Garrett 38). For example, there’s a whole section that details whether or not witches can take your penis away. The Malleus’s findings? No, but they can cast an illusion that makes it appear as though your penis is gone (Mackay 323-329). Breathtaking.

In Ekuoto, we see that the what makes someone a witch is a demonic convent, which involves erasing their names from the book of life and writing it in the demon lord’s book of death (which I will go further into depth on in the section on Sabbaths!), receiving a seal on their body, and merging bodily fluids through kissing or sex.

This process actually is pretty faithful to early modern beliefs about how one became a witch. The Malleus describes the process as involving a “sacrilegious avowal,” in which witches either make this vow to serve the demon ceremonially “when the sorceresses come to a certain assembly on a fixed day and see the demon in the assumed guise of a human as he urges them to keep their faith to him, which would be accompanied by prosperity in temporal matters and longevity of life.” While there, a new witch-to-be would be presented, and if determined to be “ready to renounce the Most Christian Faith and Worship,” signs themselves over (as in with a literal signature) (Mackay 281, 283). Non-ceremonially, a demon might just pop up when someone is in trouble and promise to help them if they help him (Mackay 286-287). So, here we see the idea of witchcraft granting long life and a physical signing over of the self to a demon.

But, witchcraft beliefs weren’t only constructed by books like the Malleus Maleficarum—those accused of witchcraft also contributed to these beliefs in their confessions (Roper Witch Craze 117).  As historian Lyndal Roper in her book Witch Craze describes of Early Modern witch confessions from Germany, “Intercourse with the Devil was the physical counterpart of the pact with him—and it was sex with the Devil which many accused witches talked about at length, rather than the pact which, according to demonological theory, actually made them Satan’s own” (Roper Witch Craze 85). Roper speculates that a large reason for this that many accused during this time period were illiterate, and so in their confessions, sex as the form of pact appears far in confessions than physical signatures (Roper Witch Craze 85). Regardless, we can see this as where Ekuoto borrows the idea of sex or kissing as a part of the demonic convent.

Sometimes, in these confessions, we also saw that the Devil would “give the witch a special diabolical name” as a sort of reversion of the baptismal process where a Christian name would be gained (Roper Witch Craze 116). Vergilius taking a new name as a part of his demonic pact then is completely in line with historical views of witchcraft, which I think is very fun of Arima Aruma.

Another idea of that shows up regarding people becoming witches is the idea of witch’s marks and devil’s marks, which were pretty significant in English witch trials. A Devil’s mark was a mark that was believed to have been left by the Devil when the witch becomes his, while the witch’s mark was believed to be a teat that the witch would use to nurse familiars their blood, although the terms were often conflated (Garrett 49-50). In England, searching for these marks was a major part of trials, and the experience was violating, the marks often being found near women’s genitals after they had been stripped of all their clothes, and pricked repeatedly on any mark that might be a witch’s or devil’s mark (Garrett 37).

Devil’s marks have been mentioned in Ekuoto, as seen in the earlier image, although we have not had any specifically pointed out. Vergilius’s heart under his right eye is likely a devil’s mark in my opinion, as he did not have it as a child when he was not a witch. I’ll be interested in seeing if it comes up and if there’s any significance to its shape. I could totally be wrong and it could just be like make up or a tattoo or something. This under the eye heart mark isn’t original to Ekuoto—heart patches for facial application have existed at least since the 17th century (not citing out of laziness but look up beauty patches), and under the eye heart make up was like a trend back in 2019 on Tiktok—but hilariously, 2012, when Marina and the Diamonds released Electra Heart, featuring MARINA with a heart mark under her eye, is also is presumably the year Vergilius became a witch (based on Daniel’s statement in one of the chapters that he’s been active for a decade). Maybe he’s just a really big Electra Heart fan lol.

The Witch’s Sabbath

A witches Sabbath was “where witches gathered to worship the Devil, dance, feast, indulge in sexual orgies, and practice cannibalism and infanticide” (Apps and Gow 120). As previously mentioned, the book Malleus Maleficarum set the stage for a lot of early modern witch beliefs within Western Europe. This text was written within a school known as demonology, “Commonly viewed as a branch of theology, philosophy and metaphysics” (Roper “Witchcraft and the Western Imagination” 119). Demonological descriptions of the witches Sabbath are an example of elite construction of witchcraft beliefs, and they focused on Christianity inverted: “The witches were bent double, candles in their anus, and in the place of the kiss of peace in the Mass, they had to kiss the Devil’s anus (Roper Witch Craze 113).

Of course, as also has been mentioned before, Early Modern witchcraft beliefs were also shaped by those accused of witchcraft drawing from their own experience in confessions. The dance, an element of the witch’s Sabbath, appeared in Witch’s confessions as an inversion of their village dances (Roper Witch Craze 107-108, 111, 116). At these dances it was said that music might be played on the fiddle and the bagpipes (Roper “Witchcraft and the Western Imagination” 128).

Make the Exorcist Fall in Love both presents the witches Sabbaths using ideas of inversion of Christian doctrine and of social gatherings with dance and music. For one, the witches set up shop in an abandoned church in France, where they place a statue representing Beelzebub in the sanctuary. Symbolically, then, they’ve inverted the worship of God to the worship of a demon.

Additionally, you can see the Witches lined up to kiss the statue on what seems to be a phallic protrusion. They’re inverting, then, the kiss of peace the same way historically witches were thought to kiss the Devil’s anus. Roper has a description of a woodcut that bears similarity to this image, describing it like so: “At the centre of the image, witches perform the anal kiss on a giant goat, while long lines of assorted pairs of Devils and witches wind their way in a snake like spiral around the picture, playing phallic-looking bagpipes and horns” (Roper “Witchcraft and the Western Imagination” 137-138). Now, traditionally this kiss is delivered on the anus rather than the phallus, but I’m not an expert so I can’t speak to whether there were regional descriptions of Witch’s Sabbaths that varied that Make the Exorcist Fall in Love is drawing from. I can say, though, that Berserk’s portrayal of a witch’s Sabbath, which imagery-wise definitely seems to draw from woodblock representations, does feature the diabolic kiss being received on the phallus rather than the anus. It is possible that this scene was visual inspiration for Ekuoto’s witch’s Sabbath. For those who are interested in independently checking what I’m talking about, it’s in chapter 139 of Berserk.

Now, in the same above panel in Ekuoto, we also see that the witches are singing a song. This song is an inversion of the Anglican hymn “Holy Holy Holy”—the original lyrics, that the witch’s invert, are “Holy, Holy, Holy! Though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man, thy glory may not see: Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, Perfect in power in love, and purity.” The hymn is originally about the trinitarian god, so this inverted version becomes a worship of Beelzebub.

If you want to give the original song a listen, here’s a link to a recording:

This song later also appears in the flashback to the 2011 Beelzebub fight (where, interestingly enough, an eclipse is featured very prominently. Eclipses are pretty common “ooh spooky eek” imagery but it also made me wonder if there’s potential visual influence from Berserk). This also further establishes it as a song associated with Beelzebub.

Inversion also shows up outside of the Sabbaths in Ekuoto. Dante in the below images is invoking the Trinitarian formula: “in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit,” which is from Matthew 28:19 in the Bible. Verge, and other witches in Ekuoto, invert the Trinitarian formula: “in the name of the mother, the daughter, and the evil spirit.” Not only is this an example of inversion, but it also aligns with a neopagan concept, the Triple Goddess (although usually the triple Goddess is expressed as the Mother, the Daughter, and the Crone). I’m not going to cite this because I’m lazy, but if you want you can check this one out on Wikipedia. The Triple Goddess in neopagan beliefs harkens back to older religious forms where goddesses appeared in groups of three—one of these, from Hellenistic religious beliefs, is associated with witchcraft: Hecate was associated with magic, and often depicted in a triple form (Also too lazy to cite this but you can check this out also on Wikipedia in both the Triple Goddess (Neopaganism) page and the Hecate page. You can also check it out on Encyclopedia Brittanica). Interestingly, and as I’ll touch on later, Baba Yaga also sometimes appears in three forms in folklore (Forrester xxxiv).

Walpurgisnacht

Now, the description of the woodblock of a witch’s Sabbath mentioned in the previous section wasn’t of just any Sabbath—it was a Sabbath on the Brocken, where according to legend witches would have a Sabbath every year on Walpurgisnacht (Roper “Witchcraft and the Western Imagination” 137-138).

Walpurgisnacht is on April 30 into May 1st, and is an actual real life religious holiday, celebrating the canonization of Saint Walpurga. It’s celebrated through festivals, some of which involve dancing around bonfires. In the 17th century, a book written by Johannes Praetorius cited the peak of the Harz mountains in Germany, the Brocken, as a site in which witches would meet for a Sabbath on the eve of May 1st (Weishaupt). It was this book, the Blockesberges Verrichtung, that features the woodblock mentioned in the Sabbath section, and would inspire some of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe’s drama of the mind, Faust (Roper “Witchcraft and the Western Imagination” 135-138). Faust also has a famous presentation of Walpurgisnacht on the Brocken (Weishaupt).

So yeah, Ekuoto’s mention of Walpurgisnacht is in reference to this! Moving on to what they’ve also mentioned in conjunction to Walpurgisnacht:

Baba Yaga

First and foremost, Baba Yaga has nothing to do with Walpurgisnacht in folklore, this is an invention of Ekuoto. The Harz mountains are in Germany, whereas Baba Yaga is a figure in Slavic folklore.  

Stories in which Baba Yaga appears often have several themes: “she lives in the forest, which is her domain” (Zipes VIII); that her house has chicken legs (Forrester XXVII); that her “house may be surrounded with a fence of bones, perhaps topped with skulls (Forrester XXVIII). She sometimes also has a black cat (Forrester XXVIII). Jack Zipes, in the foreword to Baba Yaga: The Wild Witch of the East in Russian Fairy Tales, describes her as “not just a dangerous witch but also a maternal benefactress, probably related to a pagan goddess” and “inscrutable and so powerful that she does not owe an allegiance to the Devil or God or even to her storytellers” (Zipes VIII). Sibelan Forrester, in that same book, describes her as “both a cannibal and a kind of innkeeper, a woman who threatens but also often rewards” (Forrester XXXV). Skulls with light coming out of their eye sockets shows up in the fairy tale Vasilia the Beautiful—“the eyes of all the skulls on the fence lit up, and the whole clearing became light as midday” (Forrester XXXVIII, XLIV, 175).

Now, so far in Make the Exorcist Fall in Love, we’ve been presented with Baba Yaga as a witch who Satan calls different from the other witches, who tried purifying the angry souls of those killed by the church until she became corrupted by their rage and desired the power to kill god, and has at least three contracts with Satan, Asmodeus, and Beelzebub (but not Leviathan). She also appears as a black cat.

The parts that most clearly draw upon traditional Baba Yaga folklore are the skulls, the chicken legged house in the middle of the woods, and the idea of her being a total wildcard. As far as I can tell, the backstory they’ve given her about purifying souls killed by the church is completely original to Ekuoto, although it could be in reference to either some piece of folklore or literature that I’m not familiar with. Traditionally, the bones and skulls in Baba Yaga’s home are presumably a threat that the hero might next be a victim of hers (Forrester XXIX). Here, they are victims of the church.

The closest thing I have been able to find is the invented backstory is from Dubravka Ugrešić’s book, Baba Yaga Laid an Egg, published as part of the Canongate Myth Series (themed around reinterpreting international mythology): “That they would finally stop bowing down to men with bloodshot eyes, men who are guilty of killing millions of people, and who still have not had enough. For they are the ones who leave a trail of human skills behind them, yet people’s torpid imaginations stick those skulls on the fence of a solitary old woman who lives on the edge of the forest” (Ugrešić’ 243). Here also the skulls are affiliated not with her cannibalism but the killings of patriarchal power. The book was originally published in Croatian and has several different languages it is available in translation, although, as far as I can tell, Japanese is not one of them, so I don’t know how familiar Arima Aruma would be with it.

I’m also fascinated by the beheaded, veiled skeletal figure with the large stomach wound we see who points towards Baba Yaga’s house. Baba Yaga is sometimes presented as a mother (Forrester XXXVIII) and the large stomach opening to me almost looks like the surgical removal of a child from the womb, although that may be a stretch.

Contemporary c-sections are also often horizontal, although historically in Europe and the Americas, up until developments in surgery and gynecology in the nineteenth century, they were only performed when the mother was dead or had no hope for survival. The images I’ve seen depicting c-sections in the 15th and 16th centuries seem to depict vertical incisions though, which lines up more with this figure’s wound. (I’m not citing these but will provide links: https://www.webmd.com/baby/what-happens-during-c-section; https://www.nlm.nih.gov/exhibition/cesarean/part1.html ). I think it would also line up with some of the other imagery that’s been established in series, such as the wound/vagina/pregnancy image combo we got in the first chapter with Asmodeus.

It's also been implied that she had something to do with binding Beelzebub from entering Germany:

That file really closely follows the contours of a Baba Yaga fairy tale—getting lost in the forest, the flaming bone torch like in Vasilia the Beautiful. I’m extremely fascinated by the way in which Baba Yaga is being presented in Ekuoto and can’t wait to see more about her motivations.

Continued in Part Two

[muffinsin]

If you're open to it, what would the sisters be like when pegging their g!p s/o. Things like how often they'd do it, how much they'd enjoy it, gow aggressive they are, the size of strap each one uses etc.

As an optional bonus, would any of them make their g!p s/o wear chastity during pegging/in general.

Hope it's not too much!

Absolutely :)

Let’s get into this!🙌

Masterlists

Bela

Bela enjoys pegging you quite much

She’ll sometimes dominate you and ride you, but can have a wonderful time pegging you, too

She likes making you feel small when she does, utterly hers

This doesn’t mean she’s always humiliating or rough, degrading and teasing you at all times

Often, she’s quite soft with you

And still she has a way of making you know she’s superior to you, especially when pegging you

As a dominant top and when in a dominant mood, all depends very much on Bela’s mood

Often, she’s in a gentle, sweet mood

One in which she slowly guides you to the bed, cooing in your ear

All soft touches and sweet kisses

Then, getting you into position

She very much likes to keep you on your hands and knees on top of her bed, your ass presented to her

Sometimes, entirely naked

At other times, she’ll have you wear some lingerie or a collar

Only rarely will you be put in specific outfits, which usually means she’s in a particularly thirsty mood

When in such a mood, she very much likes to put you in one of the staff’s uniforms

Usually, it’ll be torn and soaked by the end of it all

Most of the time, Bela likes to keep you naked though

Your head down on the mattress, your ass in the air for her

Often, you feel her drag her cool hands along your backside

She likes watching you shiver

Then, she likes to tease you by slapping her strap against your ass cheeks

She always uses lube on you, even when being rough on you

This either is from her lube bottle, or your own or her cum at certain times

As it comes to her straps, she generally goes with a black one of decent size. Enough to make you feel full and to stretch your ass slightly

Sometimes, when the mood strikes her, she’ll select larger toys, or ones with different textures

All are always bigger than your cock

It’s a general rule of hers;

She generally allows you to keep your cock cage-free, but will never fail to remind you that hers will always be bigger and stronger than yours

Lastly, there’s the topic of chastity devices

Generally, Bela doesn’t have you wear them

That doesn’t mean she won’t, however

When you’re misbehaving, it’s very easy to earn you that particular punishment

Especially if you play with yourself or cum without permission, a chastity cage is pretty much guaranteed

She simply figures you don’t deserve control over your cock if you can’t obey…

Cassandra

Cassandra is a rather hard dominant and can be particularly ruthless at times

She can be rough, mean, degrading and humiliating, sadistic and masochistic, all at the same or different times dependent on her mood

One thing she always is, though, is controlling and possessive

She’ll make you wear a cage at all times, trapping your cock unless she removes the cage

During those times, she doesn’t at all care about how humiliating and embarrassing it can be for you, teased and humiliated all the time, unless your mistress grants you mercy

Being big on power and displaying it, she’s a big game of pegging

Cassandra effortlessly proves and displays her strength like this

She dominates you easily, yanking and manhandling you often, tying you up occasionally or simply holding your wrists or hips tightly while she takes you

She always leaves marks on you, which she loves to trace once she’s done with you

When pegging you, Cassandra especially likes to keep you caged

Though, you’re certainly able to earn yourself the privilege to have it removed while she fucks you by behaving exceptionally well

During those times she very much so enjoys jerking you off while she pegs you, fucking you hard and jerking your sensitive cock off even harder

With her, you’ll always wear a collar and leash, especially when pegged

Often she’ll be tugging it, too, allowing her to make even more powerful thrusts

At times, you’re made to wear costumes

Usually though, you’ll be entirely naked when pegged, save for your leash and collar and occasionally some rope slung along your body

This way she gets to create and view her marks on you, at all spots, wherever she wants

And you’ll be covered in them by the end of it, always

Unlike her sisters, Cassandra likes to play rough

She takes you hard, often choosing one of her largest toys to make you feel split in two

She likes a strap that matches her, using a thick and long one with a rigged texture to make you feel positively split open

She feels, she isn’t done pegging you until your ass is gaped open and dripping creamy juices

She loves to make your insides sore and warm for her

Of course, the sadist likes to watch you squirm as you attempt to sit the next days, too

When you’re particularly bad, Cassandra might bring out her favorite toy, from her “brat breaker” collection

A huge strap, easily challenging her fist and arm in size and width, made only to torture your ass and stretch it open painfully while she rams herself into you

Often, she pairs this with a vibrator and cage, or a cock ring

Either option usually brings sweet tears to your eyes, which she cannot wait to lick up every time

Daniela

Being a bit more of the teasing type, Daniela finds much joy in humiliating you at times

While she isn’t the biggest fan of pegging you-

preferring to hold onto your ankles and ride you until you both see stars instead

-she is more than open to doing it occasionally

She’ll choose between a variety of straps, her choice entirely dependent on how she feels

Often, it’ll be a somewhat realistic looking one, skin-colored to match her skin, veiny and of regular size, if a little larger than normal

Then, she has plenty of your size, though of different colours and textures

She finds it particularly fun to experiment with those, pulling reactions from you based on what she thrusts into you with

When she feels particularly eager or mischievous and in the mood to break you, Daniela likes to try ridiculously large toys

Often, this leads to her slowly trying to gape you open to take larger and larger toys

When feeling in a softer mood, she won’t put you in chastity

Though, when a certain mood strikes her, you’re sure you’ll be leashed, gagged, your cock caged and your balls restrained

She loves to tease you like that

When she pegs you, she likes to make you suck her off before, wetting the strap nicely to prepare it for you

And you best hope you wet it nicely, for Daniela only uses lube when she’s sure it’ll be needed

Unlike her sisters, Daniela loves to put you in “cute outfits” that make you look so good, she wants nothing but to “eat you right up”!

She loves to put you in some of the uniforms worn by the staff

Usually, she’ll rip them anyway, but she likes the fantasy

Especially when she’s in one of her moods and role plays with you, treating you like whatever costume you’re in

At other times she puts you in an outfit fit for a fairytale, almost, only to tear it from you again

And at other times you’re left merely in lingerie, little bows and strings, sometimes even rope

She finds you absolutely beautiful, and perfect to fuck while you’re tied up

Of course, your outfit will always match your cage and gag

She likes a matching set, after all

[sweetgirlcirce]

DBF! Simon Riley

I´m having a brainrot about Dad´s best friend Ghost, so i hope you´re hungry cause here it comes

Warnings: Leagal age gap, Dilf and retired Ghost, reader in their early 20´s while Simon is 45, light smut, dry humping, male jack off, pantie stealing, complete pervert Simon

DBF! Simon who loved to help your dad on scaring off your boyfriends. Even tho its for a total different reason, your dad just really wants to protect you, but simon... oh Simon did it because he couldn´t imagine letting some idiot boy you met in collage or at some stupid bar-who couldn´t even satisfy you-touch you, feel you, your soft breasts, the pussy he dreamed about for years, oh no, absolutely not. How could he sleep at night knowing the idiot who couldn´t even make you smile the way he did, was groping and touching what was his, his girl.Oh that made his blood boil every single time

DBF! Simon who always got a little bit too exited by summer breaks, the fact he was able to see you almost everyday? Oh god, he could melt just at the thought of it. And, what he loved almost as much was seeing you, was the fact that with summer breaks also came nothing but bikinis, shorts, little tank tops, gym wear, cute little short night gows, and god, his favorite, summerdresses. Everytime he saw you he swear he could come in his pants, you just looked so perfect, so pretty, laying in the sun with the tiniest bikini he´s ever seen, while your family trows a barbecue, passing trough him in the most slutty shorts, while he trys to watch a football match with your dad, even opening the door for him in a tank top that marked your perky nipples, he swear he was gonna go crazy before you left for collage againg.

DBF! Simon Riley who loved how sweet you always were to him, always greeting him with the prettiest smile at the door when he came over, always bringing him a new cold beer in hot summer days, offering him a massage because you ´knew how tense he could get´, always used the most sweet perfumes ever, always been so so polite to him. He asked himself if you were sweeter as he thought, when fisting his red angry cock thinking about your pretty doe eyes looking at him.

DBF!Simon who feels disguting about having such thoughts with little you, more than ever when he´s at your house for a pool party and gave a shitty excuse about going to the bathroom, only to go upstairs for your room in the end of the hallway, trying to make the least noise as possible, the initial idea was just maybe stealing one of your pretty laced -used- panties to use as a jerk off material later, but when he smells your godly smell all over the room he cant control himself, locking the door behind him, and sliding his shorts and his boxers all together, diving his head between one of your pillows and dryhumping the other, God he feels so dirty, so stupid, like a teenager again, humping your sheets like a dog in heat and groaning loud, he hates himself even more for this, but he cant contol it, cant control himself, he wants you, no, he needs you so so bad. And he feels his end aproaching so fast, his cock getting so sensitive, and when he hears your sweet voice saying a little ´´Simon? Are you there?´´ while knocking in the door, he comes, so hard he feels his legs shake and all the air get knock out of his lung.

[obsidian-vineyard84]

A scene ive been rotating around in my brain