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nikethestatue · 2 years ago

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The Paperman

Elriel Month 2023

I don't even know what the prompt is, but I wrote this. Thanks to @gracie-rosee for suggesting Paperman.

It's short and has language.

For A.

Always the man of my dreams

When you know, you know, right?

And I knew.

I knew that the girl with the big brown cow eyes–maybe doe eyes would be more appropriate–would be irreversibly tied to me. In some strange, cosmic way, in that sugary sweet Nicholas Sparks loopy, wordy nonsense, I just felt it. In my gut. My dick. My brain. Don’t want to say heart, but I have to admit, in my heart too.

Brown-eyed girl was the girl.

Only problem is, I didn’t know who the girl with the cow eyes was. Or how to find her.

It was a blustery day, so common in April, in Chicago. The weather playing mind games with the occupants of the city, taunting them with warmth and sunshine in the morning, only to plunge the temperatures to near freezing by the afternoon. Ha. Ha. Ha. Suckers!

I was standing on the CTA platform that morning, opting not to take the car to work, and now berating myself for that. ‘It’s a nice spring day’ they said. ‘A little windy’ they lied. It wasn’t nice and it wasn’t a ‘little windy’. Like a dumbass, I decided to walk to work, and not 3 blocks in, I was fucking freezing. Now, I am a big guy. I am 6”6 (like I said, I am a big guy), and you’d think that big guys, with 4% body fat and a couple of stints in Afghanistan back in the 2000s would be okay with the wind and the cold that was coming off the lake. I don’t know what it was about me–maybe it was that back then, I was in my early 20s, running hot all the time, or maybe it was my huge ass beard, or all the velcro gear that I had to schlep around on my body–but now that I was 34, I sure couldn’t tolerate the cold quite as well as I did back then.

Hence, me standing on the open platform, waiting for the train. Freezing my nuts off.

And then, Miss Thing saunters in. And to me, she is the best thing since…forever. Forget sliced bread. All I hear in my head is ‘Thunderstruck’ by AC/DC. Or AccaDacca as my Aussie friends call it.

So I stand there, in the howling wind, under the shade of the old timey skyscrapers, shivering like a wet poodle in only my suit…and…

I am falling in love.

Like, legit falling in love.

Tumbling.

Because cow-eyes is perfection.

I find myself thinking that she is everything that I’d ever wanted.

I am not a white picket fence kind of a guy, but if there was a girl that i’d trade my loft for, and end up in the suburbs with, mowing the lawn every Sunday and going to Costco to pick up 96 rolls of toilet paper–this is the girl I’d do it for.

I am hoping she is not one for the Costco trips: because if she is perfect, if she is mine, if she is carved out of my own damn rib, if she was placed here, on this platform because she belongs to me, then Miss Cow Eyes isn’t a Costco girl.

But I don’t even care.

I stare like a creeper, because if I close my eyes, I fear that she’d just disappear and I’d have to be committed, due to some intense nervous breakdown, because I let MY GIRL go and didn’t approach her.

Now, here’s where being 6”6 sucks.

Yeah, I got a nice Italian bespoke suit on, and my watch costs more than a house, but I also got neck tattoos, hand tattoos, Freddy Kreuger-level scarred hands, and I am 6”6 and I scare the ladies even on a good day. Yeah, I fucked a lot, still do–though now that I am in love with Cow-Eyes, I am going to be faithful forever–but the girls I fuck(ed) were still cautious, and only found their courage after the help of some alcoholic liquids. They are never disappointed when they say ‘yes’ and take a walk on the wild side with yours truly, but Cow-Eyes doesn’t seem like that kind of a girl.

She is like…pure.

Not sure.

Maybe she is not pure, but she is a good girl.

She’s got a cute pink and gray checkered coat on, she’s got cute white Adidas skater shoes on, cute jeans, and a cute pink beanie, on her extremely cute head. Waves of golden brown hair whip around her perfect face, smacking around the red-painted lips that I am absolutely sure I will kiss one day. And do some other very objectionable, but very hot things with. The sight of her makes me think depraved thoughts, even though she is just standing there, being all cute, clutching a leather folder to her chest. The chest–I also want to do unmentionable things with.

Here I am, suffocating with love and lust, and Cow-Eyes has no idea and the wind is just brutal.

A gust hits us so hard, it almost knocks her off her feet. She takes an awkward Bambi step, trying to hold on to all her crap, and I, being a gentleman and a dick, let her fall right into me. Into my ever-loving arms she stumbles, clutches my biceps with her little hands that have short, imperfect nails, and her sweet Altoids-y breath washes over me, as I hold her up. She smiles at me, all cute and flustered, and I smile like a shark, because I smell the delicious scent of fresh meat. My meat. This will all be mine, very soon.

The rumble of the upcoming train sends me into a sudden panic.

Are we sharing the same train?

Is she hopping on one and I am on the other?

Are we destined to miss each other like two ships in the night? Nope. Not if I have anything to do with it.

Cow-Eyes is blushing like a virgin, touched for the very first time, and I don’t want to let her go, but I also don’t want it to be weird.

It’s already weird, because I am in love with her, and she doesn’t know it. She doesn’t know that she will be in love with me too. Like this is how weird this is–here I am, staring at the future mother of my children (I am hoping for twins, boy and girl, but I am flexible), and the love of my life is trembling in my arms, not knowing that I will be attempting to impregnate her pretty soon (with consent, don’t worry).

The crowds swell and she separates from me, while another gust of wind almost fells us all down. In this instance, all it does is it makes her lose hold on her folder, and out flies a piece of paper that smacks her right in her perfect face.

I am losing her. She is fleeing my arms and I am feeling hollow and fucking empty, like she just tore a piece of my soul and took it with her. Dismayed, I watch her shoulder her way inside the train car, and she gives me a look…And I fucking freeze. Because the look is raw and full of understanding. Like she’d known me all of my life. Like she understands every strand of my being and every fucked up thought in my head. Cow Eyes blink at me, and the doors close and I watch her go. Away. Without me.

I am so discombobulated, I feel as if a limb was severed and her phantom presence is still with me, the scent of perfume and Altoids marks my skin, my shirt, but she is not here.

Dazed. I am dazed and confused, and I watch the train snake forward, feeling like a new bride watching her lover go off to war never to see him again.

Fuck.

How do I find a girl in the city of 5 million?

My girl.

My Cow Eyes.

My beautiful girl who is cute head to toe and who’ll have me as a husband, and will never lose me in the crowd, because she can always spot a 6”6 monstrosity with neck tats.

Now, who is dry humping my leg?

I look down, and there is a piece of paper wrapped around my pant, stuck there and held up by the wind. Thanks buddy! Never loved the wind as much as I love it right now. There is a rowdy looking pigeon that’s eyeing my paper like a bastard, or maybe it’s the remnants of the burrito that someone graciously tossed right on the platform, because throwing it out in a garbage bin is too much work apparently. Anyway, I don’t care, because I beat the pigeon to it and sweep the paper up in my hand, before he flies into my leg like a bull attacking a matador. I nudge the burrito towards him–buon appetito, pal–and look at the paper.

First thing–there is a perfect imprint of my girl’s lovely lips right on the paper. It’s smeared a bit, as she’s been sucki-

Okay, focus. Time for that later. The pouty outline of her lips is pure deliciousness, but I am not after spank bank material right now. Priorities and all.

It’s an invoice of some kind. To a tattoo shop.

What?

My girl looks like she’d faint at the sight of needles, but maybe I am totally misreading her? What if babygirl has a sleeve going? I mean, even I am doubting that this is the case, but why the heck would she have an invoice for some dude named Martin Scalia for $350 from Jade Eyes Tattoo and Piercing Parlour, LTD. Props to the British spelling of ‘parlor’--a classy move–but Jade Eyes??? They literally have some kind of unfathomable connection to Cow-Eyed Girl and they call it ‘Jade Eyes’? Dumb.

I am pensive and kind of an asshole for the rest of the day.

I have Martin Scalia’s invoice sitting on my desk in my office, and I am staring at the slightly smeared lipstick imprint like I am deranged.

I am deranged.

I have an 800 million deal that I am working on, but all I can think of is my girl. I look out at the vast expanse of the city, its skyline dotted with an endless number of skyscrapers, all looking like overly erect dicks, the dickest of which is of course the Trump Tower. And somewhere, in this Forest of Dicks, is my girl. Who is currently not with me, and that’s just throwing me. She should be resting her sweet ass on my lap right now, looking at me adoringly, calling me ‘my love’ or ‘master’ and eagerly thinking of what I would do with her once we get home. Instead, she is gallivanting somewhere unknown to me and it’s irritating as fuck.

My buddy Cass sticks his big head in the door of my office and asks me if I am in love, because I am, apparently, mooney-eyed. He snags a look at Martin’s invoice and the lipstick smear, then grins like an asshole and leaves me be, while whistling ‘Strangers in the Night’. I love him as much as I hate him. But mostly love. I only love two people–Cow-Eyes and Cass.

I am sprinting out of the office and onto the street like a young buck. I am a young buck. Or maybe, a middle-aged buck, but I have a plan and it’s giving me wings. I get into an Uber and we drive all the way to UIC, which, in my opinion, is still a neighbourhood that’s shady as fuck. I hope that my girl is safe walking around here.

The car drops me off at the infamous Jade Eyes Tattoo shop.

I am gonna be honest here, I didn’t give this too much thought.

My brain is so full of my Cow-Eyed girl, that there is absolutely no space left for anything else. Like planning. Like not being a creeper and just barging in. Or considering that she might not even be there. Why would she be? Maybe she is an accountant and this is her client? I guess I can beat the shit out of the tattoo guys and demand to know the whereabouts of their sexy, gorgeous, perfect, incredible, stunning accountant who will be my wife, though I prefer not to go that route. I try to be peaceful. Usually.

Also, she cannot be an accountant.

She is definitely a writer. Yes. She writes dark romances. I can feel it.

So….I actually don’t have a plan.

But I walk in anyway and figure I’d play it by ear.

And there she is. The beanie is off and her golden hair is gilded by the light, gleaming light the sun at dawn.

Those large brown eyes flicker and blink, and she recongises me. The moment is right there. Seared into my memory forever. She blinks. And she knows me. She knows me through time and space, like I know her. She is my girl. It’s inevitable.

When you know, you know. Right?

“Go on a date with me,” I order.

“Okay,” she says.

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arecomicsevengood · 7 months ago

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Jack Cole's Plastic Man

I recently discovered that some volumes of the Plastic Man Archives, those fifty dollar hardcovers issued by DC, can be had for fairly affordable prices these days. I had always heard that Jack Cole was one of the few Golden Age cartoonists whose work held up - Some would advocate for Will Eisner's work on The Spirit, but Cole's work, being more explicitly comedic seemed like it might come closer to E.C. Segar or other strip cartoonists whose work I know to be enjoyable. I'd read a little bit of Plastic Man before - his origin story, as reprinted in Jules Feiffer's The Great Comic Book Heroes, is not that impressive, but is ingrained in my memory due to poring over that book at my grandparents' house as a kid. I also know that I read the Art Spiegelman and Chip Kidd Jack Cole And Plastic Man: Forms Stretched To Their Limits book but that was much later in life and so I don't remember the stories reprinted nearly as much as I recall the Chip Kidd of it all: The scans from newsprint, the ephemera. There are only a few complete stories in that book.

I do wish there was a single volume best-of, in an affordable softcover, rather than a series of eight hardcovers, committed to completism. There are also now four softcovers, put out by PS Artbooks, that reprint four issues of the Plastic Man series at a time - I believe there is some overlap with the archives in the first two of these volumes, but that with the third they get to reprinting material DC didn't get around to. I also believe that PS follows the "scanning from old issues" method preferred by Spiegelman to the "restored and made crisper" approach seen in the DC Archives books. I don't know, of course, if my personal taste in what I think is the strongest material would align with that of the editors of a hypothetical best-of. I'm sure there are great discrepancies between my taste, those of an editor at DC Comics, and Art Spiegelman's when it comes to contemporary work, but I would also like to think that, when evaluating work from the 1940s, our collective tastes would approximate those of the theoretical modern reader. I believe we'd all agree that The Granite Lady, from Volume Five, with its reoccurring gags of men being suicidal due to a beautiful but indifferent woman, or the same volume's Thinking Machine, with its prefiguring of AI played for laughs, constitutes top-shelf material. Volume 3 is a little more consistently high-quality than volume 5, but not by much.

But beyond selecting the stories that hold up as comedy, that are able to maintain a certain velocity, there is the cartooning itself to observe the oddity of. There is a peculiar way these panels move from panel to panel, which is abnormally solid: Often it seems like the figures are made of clay, and they and the camera are being moved around a stop-motion diorama. There's a way of foreshortening the bodies and backgrounds that gives the comics a sense that the spaces have been realized by the artist with perfect precision before he laid his pen to paper. This is most in evidence with Woozy Winks, Plastic Man's sidekick, a big fat guy wearing polka dots and a straw boater hat, but there is always a sense of solidity, of moving the reader through the space of the page by identifiable props. A big part of this is the gag of Plastic Man himself, how he disguises himself as an object then reveals himself later.

Cole shows Plastic Man stretching within the panels themselves, which are set out in a standard three-tier page. He doesn't go for wacky byzantine dynamic layouts that have Plastic Man moving throughout the page. There is something inherently deadpan or understated, which is both a big part of why these comics work and something that people trying to adapt Plastic Man to a more traditional superhero comics framework miss. Plastic Man is now owned by DC Comics, and when he shows up as a character, he is played as zany, while the sense of humor in Cole's comics is situational and occasionally dark. In a non-Golden Age context, it makes sense to play the character for what he can do visually, but playing the cartooning broader leads to different calculations as to how the timing would work.

There are other factors in play as to why later incarnations may not work as well. Over time, the idea of a humorous superhero veers into superhero parody, which then gives way to head-up-its-own-ass self-referentiality. This is a trap even very funny people can fall into. Jack Cole is simply telling stories, that require very little from the reader in terms of background knowledge they need going in, and he elaborates on his basic premise, time and time again, becoming reliably entertaining. I don't think I need many more of these collections beyond the two that I have, but two volumes of classic comics is generally my limit: That's all I have of Carl Barks, Floyd Gottfredson, E.C. Segar, and Cliff Sterrett. Cole easily ranks among those guys, a great entertainer for a broad audience.

#Jack Cole

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bellamer · 1 month ago

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Literally woke up from a dream where I was at Disney World (somewhere I’ve never been) but it was in an alternate timeline where Disney literally owned everything from anime to horror movies and the parks became super fucking bloated with so many things and I was there with some random fat black lady celebrity who I think was supposed to be Lizzo but I don’t know because I won a sweepstakes where I spent the week at Disney with off-Lizzo and there were so many different rides and roller coasters that it gave me a headache to even go on and they even owned their own version of Hot Topic inside and they had recently gotten the rights to Terrifier and would have a guy dressed as Art the Clown chase people into the Hot Topic and they couldn’t leave until you bought something

So me and off-Lizzo are walking around HorrorWorld as Disney called it and we’re seeing guys dressed as Edward Scissorhands doing puppet shows with his scissors and a bunch of horror stuff where it was essentially just Spirit Halloween so we got bored and decided to go to AnimeWorld

AnimeWorld had this fucking giant ass screen as soon as you walk in displaying a ship amv of two male characters in a ripoff of Disney’s version of Jojo’s Bizzare Adventure where they urge you to go watch the tragic romance of not-Jotaro and not-Kakyoin while a Japanese cover of Savior by Rise Against played because some reason they couldn’t get the rights for Jojo and we looked at some Avatar the Last Airbender costumes that were like 500 bucks but made out of cheap polyester

So me and Off-Lizzo went to the Bungou Stray Dogs cafe because they got the rights to Bungou Stray Dogs and we went to the cafe to get some fried apple pies and we got bullied into going on the Atsushi Tiger-Coaster even though I hate roller coasters but they needed some content to film because I guess our outing was going to be shown on Disney Channel in a 7 part series and we had to actually ride rides

Off-Lizzo offered to go on the roller coaster by herself since I told her I hate roller coasters but somehow I was still forced onto it and did not feel good after the ordeal but Off-Lizzo ran off with me and we went to go on a food crawl instead away from the cameras and decided we’d go to Epcot but we couldn’t find Epcot because it didn’t exist anymore and was replaced by DCLand because Disney owned the rights to DC and declared Epcot obsolete so we got some coffee from this confusing automated coffee machine and instead went to DCLand

And then Off-Lizzo was kidnapped by an exact genetic artificially made thing of Superman and we learned that Disney wasn’t hiring people to dress up as people anymore, they just made their characters literally come to life which made it unnerving about HorrorLand and us getting chased by Art the Clown but Superman was trying to get us out of there but forgot me because Disney wasn’t going to stop, they were going to keep buying and adding things to the park and we’d be forced to stay there and ride their rides and eat their food and never go home because people actually liked our show and disney wanted to keep it going as long as it was making them money

And then Superman returned off-Lizzo to me and told us both to play along and ride the rides and do whatever we could to keep the cameras and staff and security busy because they’d cater to our every whim but warned us not to sign anything because Disney wanted us to sign over our rights to them so they’d own us, while he rallied some other characters and we’d break out of there and start a rebellion

Then I woke up. I hope I’m not clairvoyant or anything because that sounds horrifying.

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belliesandburps · 2 years ago

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So I know you have mostly male preds, but is there a hefty/voracious female pred you have?

For female predators explicitly? Quite a few. But see, unlike most folks who just want big, sexy anime girls with large breasts who make vore almost stereotypically pornographic, I like vore to feel like vore, regardless of the gender of the pred, and that means a domineering personality, and some canonical gluttony. For same size vore, I need the pred to be big, bulky, and generally, canonically capable to actually swallow someone whole. It's why I don't really do same size vore anymore unless the pred CAN canonically eat somebody at their regular size, and instead, do macro for most anime bois.

But anywho, onto the fun part below. These aren't my only favorite female characters for kink scenarios, just explicitly favorite female preds for vore only:

Orca (DC Comics): She's my number one pick for the same reason Killer Croc is. She just hits all of my buttons. She's big, beefy, canonically voracious, a canonical big eater, has smarts but sass, I find her look very appealing, and can see her in a number of different scenarios for stuffing, vore (both fatal and non-fatal), and everything in between. I love to envision her sitting on her thick rump while rubbing her massive, writhing belly, before her prey kicks hard enough to force out a GIANT, echoing belch from the whale woman. And then, Orca just grunts, chuckles and gives a mock apology for "being so unladylike." Then, she'd just smack her chest and knock loose an even bigger burp, giving Croc a run for her money, before sighing heavily and giving her fat belly a couple of resounding pats while it ripples beneath her palm with each one. She's also huge enough that she can lug her giant gut around, grinding it against a wall or floor and moaning with pleasure at the sensation and satisfaction of feeling her prey being tenderized by her gut.

Lady Dimitrescu (RE8): Cliche, I know, but honestly, Lady D is kinda perfect. She's huge, she's curvy, she's muscular, she has a domineering personality, she's utterly ruthless while also being classy, but also shows that she has a more depraved, uncaring side. And, of course, she's also VERY canonically voracious, and has devoured countless men over the past hundred years, and even threatens to swallow Ethan whole during her boss fight. I like to think that she could swallow Ethan, even in her beefy, curvy vampire-lady form without having to mutate into her Bloodborne Monster form. But unlike Orca, if Ethan's squirming forces her to belch loud enough to echo all throughout her castle, she'll cover her mouth in shock, and be utterly outraged by the filthy man-thing for daring to make her do something so uncouth. Like it's HIS fault. :P

Alice / B Rabbit (Pandora Hearts): Alice is a Chain, which essentially means they're predators by nature. Like Cheshire, she could canonically eat somebody due to her ravenous hunger. Only, instead of eating people like Cheshire and other Chains, Alice resorts to stuffing her face with more meat than humanly possibly possible. So, I can very easily see her giving in to her hunger against a real bastard and swallowing him whole, or even eating one of her friends to keep them safe from other enemy Chains. She's also incredibly loud, abrasive, cocky, and almost Tomboyish, which is my favorite kind of personality in female characters I'm most into. So I can easily see her freely burping loud enough to wake the dead and bragging about how huge that was. And if Gil gives her crap, she'd just burp in his face and grin cockily...before it devolves into their billionth argument of the week...

Mileena (MK): Baraka is one of my favorite preds in MK, so having female Baraka works for me, especially with her latest iteration, because she's so utterly voracious, teasing and downright wicked. I can picture her stuffing her face like a pig, messily devouring her victims, or swallowing them whole. And she'd be relentlessly teasing any prey she devoured, mocking them, slapping her belly and going out of her way to ensure that her prey is as miserable as possible. Every time she belches ferociously, she'd just swallow down more air to ensure that her prey doesn't lose consciousness, because she wants them to squirm and writhe through digestion.

Riptor (Killer Instinct): I didn't even realize Riptor was female until a few months ago, but...yeah, I dig that raptor for her FAT-ality alone. It was one of those defining moments of my youth, watching her sit with a balloon belly before burping that made me realize, "Oh nooooo...I like voooooare..." XD

Mirko (MHA): Mirko's a strange one, because her eating habits are never really talked about, far as I know. But her look and personality just hit EVERY button for me. She's a huge, muscular gal with curves and the most aggressive, Tomboyish personality I've seen in the entire series. So I can VERY easily see her having a massive appetite just because of how muscular she is and needing tons of calories to do so. But due to how utterly aggressive she is, I can also see her working for macro vore, having a strong enough stomach to store shrunken prey until she can let them loose in custody, and using her mighty legs to jet her way out from a villains lair. And due to her personality and loud, abrasive nature, I can easily see her being someone who freely and LOUDLY burps without a care in the world.

Toga (MHA): Her whole thing is that she has a very twisted view of love and connection. With her, it's all about blood. She wants to ingest the blood of everyone and everything she loves. I could very easily see that turning into her swallowing a shrunken victim she loves whole and digesting them so they can be together forever. Helps that, at least in the manga, she canonically lets out a big burp when that teleport happens for the first time. ;)

Lady Venom (Marvel Comics): So, admittedly, I know nothing about Lady Venom. But Venom's one of my favorite preds, so the image of him latching onto a woman host and making her every bit as voracious and snarky as Venom is just hits all the right buttons. I can even make them seeing jokes about how her prey is gonna make her lose her girlish figure as she talks to her giant writhing belly, before letting loose a colossal belch, then giggling and excusing herself with zero shame or embarrassment as she teasingly slaps her huge, jiggling gut. You can probably sense a pattern at this point with me. 'XD

I'm sure there are others, but off the top of my head, this is what comes to mind for female preds. I don't have nearly as much as I do male preds, but Orca ranks among some of my all time favorite preds period, so take that information how you will. ;)

#ask belliesandburps #female pred #orca #mileena #lady dimitrescu #mirko #toga #riptor #alice b rabbit #belly kink #same size vore #safe vore #fatal vore #pred teasing #burping

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yeeters-muse-archive · 10 months ago

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Muse Bio’s

Incomplete Tags

research pending: haven’t gotten to reseaching the character to do them justice in asks or rps

denial of research: In some way or another such as overwhelming amounts of research needed, I can refuse to do research and try and do asks with them the best I can. Just don’t ask about anything in terms of their world.

reference image: basically what it says on the tin. I normally try finding ones that have the character fat, but not with ones with this tag on them

reaction images: This only has happened to two of my OC muses. This is due to them being very gimmicky in nature. It’s because of this that I have to refrain from using them.

List is shown below. Have fun! ^v^

Original cast:

Kasandra, from Xenoblade Chronicles 2= Incomplete (reference image)

Fuyumi Todoroki, from My Hero Academia = Here

Bea, from Pokemon Sword and Shield = Here

Melony, from Pokemon Sword and Shield = Here

Zinnia, from Pokemon ORAS = Incomplete (research pending)

Mannequin, an OC = Here

Yugaami, an OC = Here

Elma, from Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid = Here

Modeus, from Helltaker = Here

Muse Recruitment 1

Samus Aran, from Metroid = Here

Nessa, from Pokemon Sword and Shield = Here

Tifa Lockhart, from FFVII = Here

Cynthia, from Pokemon Diamond, Pearl, Platinum, Brilliant Diamond, and Shining Pearl = Here

Yu Takeyama (Mount Lady,) from My Hero Academia = Here

Rumi Usagiyama (Miruko,) from My Hero Academia = Incomplete (research pending)

Muse Recruitment: Males

Lavernius Tucker, from Red vs Blue = Incomplete (denial of research)

Kyojuro Rengoku, from Demon Slayer = Here

The Scout, from TF2 = Incomplete (reference image)

Astolfo = Incomplete (denial of research)

Milo, from Pokemon Sword and Shield = Here

Shulk, from Xenoblade Chronicles = Here

Muse Recruitment: Furries

Isabelle, from Animal Crossing = Here

The Cheetah, from the DC Animated Universe = Here

Lola Bunny, from Loony Tunes = Here

Vanilla the Rabbit, from Sonic the Hedgehog = Here

Rouge the Bat, from Sonic the Hedgehog = Here

Margaret, from Regular Show by Cartoon Network = Incomplete (research pending)

Muse Recruitment: Original OCs

Gabriella Teho, an OC = Here

Avery Salazar, an OC = Incomplete (reaction images)

Trish⍺, an OC = Incomplete (reaction images)

Tristin Baker, an OC = Here

Ashlee Philips, an OC = Here

Retta ‘Whale’ Joshua = Here

Muse: Recruitment: Mun’s Choices

Mio, from Xenoblade Chronicles = Here

Steve Tholomule, from The Owl House = Incomplete (reference image, research pending)

Melissa Shield, from My Hero Academia = Incomplete (research pending)

Arezu, from Pokemon Legends Arceus = Here

Yor ‘Briar’ Forger, from Spy x Family = Here

Grusha, from Pokemon Scarlet and Violet = Here

Muse Recruitment: Villains

Monika, from Doki Doki Literature Club = Here

Jessie, from the Pokemon Anime = Here

Lust from Full Metal Alchemist / Brotherhood = Incomplete (research pending)

Android 21, from Dragon Ball Fighterz = Here

Lady Dimitrescu, from Resident Evil Village = Here

Charmcaster, from Ben 10 = Incomplete (research pending, reference image)

Muse Recruitment: Milfs

Sadayo Kawakami, from Persona 5 = Here

Rosalina, from Super Mario = Here

Chi-Chi, from Dragon Ball = Here

Nemuri Kayama (Midnight,) from My Hero Academia = Here

Akane ‘Sato’ Taylor, an OC = Here

Baiken, from Guilty Gear = Here

Muse Recruitment: Muscles

Bria Hancock, an OC = Here

Hilda Valentine Goneril, from Fire Emblem: Three Houses = Here

Mikasa Akerman, from Attack on Titan = Incomplete (research pending, reference image)

Nana Shimura, from My Hero Academia = Here

Hildryn, from Warframe = Here

Chun Li, from Street Fighter = Here

Muse Recruitment: Indie

Natsuki, from Doki Doki Literature Club = Here

The Dryad, from Terraria = Here

Neon Red, from Neon White = Here

Miriam, from Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night = Here

Julianne “Jill” Stingray from VA-11 Hall-A = Here

Abigail, from Stardew Valley = Here

Muse Recruitment: J/RPGs

Mesa, from Warframe = Here

Pyra, from Xenoblade Chronicles 2 = Here

Purah, from The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom = Here

Mad Moxxi, from Boarderlands = Here

Hinako Kujou, from Devil Survivor 2 = Here

Sheena Fujibayashi, from Tales of Symphonia = Here

Muse Recruitment: Pokemon Trainers

Klara, from Pokemon The Isle of Armor = Here

Shelly, from Pokemon Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire = Here

Drasna, from Pokemon X and Y = Here

Sonia, from Pokemon Sword and Shield = Here

Professor Sada, from Pokemon Scarlet and Violet = Here

Skyla, from Pokemon Black, White, Black 2, and White 2 = Here

Muse Recruitment: Males Round 2

Shadow the Hedgehog, from Sonic the Hedgehog = Here

Juan Teho, an OC = Here

Noah, from Xenoblade Chronicles 3 = Here

Kakashi Hatake, from Naruto = Here

Raiden, from the Metal Gear Franchise = Incomplete (research pending)

Kratos, from the God of War Franchise = Incompete (research pending, reference image)

Muse Recruitment: Super Smash Brothers

Shantae from the Shantae franchise = Here

“Cereza” Bayonetta from the Bayonetta franchise = Here

Wii Fit Trainer from the WiiFit series = Here

Mythra from Xenoblade Chronicles 2 = Here

Princess Zelda from The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild and The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom = Here

Lady Palutena from the Kid Icarus franchise = Here

Muse Recruitment: Fighting Games

Morrigan Aensland from Darkstalkers = Here

Mai Shiranui from Fatal Fury = Incomplete (Research Pending)

Cammy White from Street Fighter = Incomplete (Research Pending)

Bridget from Guilty Gear = Here

Elphelt Valentine from Guilty Gear = Here

Mileena from Mortal Kombat (MK1 timeline) = Here

Special Reward Muses (Muses added for people who help me with problems I announce:)

Mitsuru Kirijo, from Persona 3 = Here

Kim Pine from Scott Pilgrim = Here

Lady Nagant from MHA = Here

Tae Takemi from Persona 5 = Here

Camilla from Fire Emblem Fates = Here

Alisa Ilinichina Amiella from God Eater = Here

Part 2 Here

#muse bio #muse: everyone part 1

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playlistjunkie · 1 year ago

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The 99 Best Halloween Songs Your Party Playlist Needs ASAP

Cosmopolitan - 8/3/23

Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga

I Want Candy - Bow Wow Wow

Superstition - Stevie Wonder

Werewolves of London - Warren Zevon

Halloween - Misfits

Highway to Hell - AC/DC

Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) - David Bowie

The Number of the Beast - Iron Maiden

Dracula's Wedding - Outkast

Is It Scary - Michael Jackson

Cemetery Drive - My Chemical Romance

Dracula - Gorillaz

Paint It, Black - The Rolling Stones

Heads Will Roll - Yeah Yeah Yeah

Unholy - Sam Smith ft. Kim Petras

Goo Goo Muck - The Cramps

Haunted - Taylor Swift

I Love the Dead - Alice Cooper

There Will Be Blood - Kim Petras

Nightmare - Halsey

Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites - Skrillex

Monster - Lady Gaga

Take What You Want - Post Malone

Disturbia - Rihanna

Feed My Frankenstein - Alice Cooper

Everyday Is Halloween - Ministry

She Wolf - Shakira

Bury a Friend - Billie Eilish

Dracula’s Wedding - Outkast feat. Kelis

Ghostbusters - Ray Parker Jr.

Monster - Kanye West feat. Jay Z, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj, and Bon Iver

Spellbound - Siouxsie and the Banshees

Season of the Witch - Donovan

All Around Me - Flyleaf

Tombstone, Baby - Peaches

Somebody’s Watching Me - Rockwell

Monsta’ Mack - Sir Mix-a-Lot

Witchy Woman - Eagles

Enter Sandman - Metallica

Love Potion No. 9 - The Clovers

Black Magic Woman - Santana

Suspiria - Goblin

I Was a Teenage Werewolf - The Cramps

Debaser - Pixies

Rhiannon - Fleetwood Mac

Time Warp - from The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Release the Bats - The Birthday Party

X Files - Génération TV

Dead Man’s Party - Oingo Boingo

Howlin’ for You - The Black Keys

Shadows of the Night - Pat Benatar

Cold - The Cure

Ghost Ride It - Mistah F.A.B.

I Put a Spell on You - Screamin’ Jay Hawkins

Hungry Like the Wolf - Duran Duran

Halloween Theme - John Carpenter

Monster Mash - Bobby “Boris” Pickett & The Crypt-Kickers

Bela Lugosi’s Dead - Bauhaus

Nothing's Gonna Hurt You Baby - Cigarettes After Sex

Night - Zola Jesus

The Haunted Man - Bat for Lashes

Red Right Hand - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Never Land - Sisters of Mercy

Tainted Love -Soft Cell

The Devil Went Down to Georgia - Primus

Psycho Killer - Talking Heads

Werewolf Bar Mitzvah - Tracy Morgan and Donald Glover

(Don’t Fear) The Reaper - Blue Öyster Cult

Turn Off the Light - Kim Petras feat. Elvira, Mistress of the Dark

Ghost Town - The Specials

(Ghost) Riders in the Sky - Johnny Cash

Are You Ready for Freddy - The Fat Boys

Living Dead Girl - Rob Zombie

Devil in Me - Halsey

Zombie - The Pretty Reckless

Seven Devils - Florence and the Machine

Black Magic - Little Mix

Kill V. Maim - Grimes

Brujas - Princess Nokia

Mothercreep - FKA Twigs

Hang Me - Tancred

Haunted - Beyoncé

Bring Me to Life - Evanescence

Stranger Than Earth - Purity Ring

Bitch - Allie X

Roses - ABRA

Chimera - HANA

Gemini Feed - BANKS

Baby You're a Haunted House - Gerard Way

Zombie - The Cranberries

Spooky Scary Skeletons (Dma Illan Remix) - Andrew Gold

The Monster - Eminem feat. Rihanna

This Is Halloween - from The Nightmare Before Christmas

A Nightmare On My Street - DJ Jazzy Jeff and The Fresh Prince

Antichrist - The 1975

I'd Rather Be Burned As a Witch - Eartha Kitt

I Was All Over Her - Salvia Palth

Baby One More Time - The Marías

Thriller - Michael Jackson

#Halloween #playlist #songs #michael jackson #lady gaga

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harleiquina · 1 year ago

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All TV series I've ever seen III

1940 - 1970

1980 -2000

2010 - now (this post)

2010 - Mike & Molly

Sitcom with some funny jokes... got lost at season 3 maybe... I don't know.

I know some people can't stand Melissa McCarthy but what I can't stand is the typical jokes of "well she's fat so she has to be eating in every scene or making a big deal about food" as it happens in Ghostbusters.

2011 -Once upon a time

At first I thought it was a silly premise (and maybe it is) but I do like fairytales twisted over and over again to create something new.

I stopped watching around season 5... because I was watching it through Sony (LatAm) and they started to play it dubbed and the voices were horrible.

I should pick it up someday.

2011 - 2 broke girls

Yet another sitcom that sometimes lands and others don't. Good enough to watch when there's nothing else available.

2011 - Person of Interest

A man creates a system (AI?) that can identify a criminals so hires someone to take care of them. I might've watched two seasons... then I lost track.

2013 - The Blacklist

James Spader has one of the best voices in the planet and when he plays a snarky a-hole he's at his best. The first two season were great... then I lost track and all the sudden they are ending the show after 10 seasons. I have a lot to catch up.

2013 - The Goldbergs

I might've been born in 1992 but thanks to mom and my aunts I grew up with in the '80s so this show was made for me... or so I thought. Some things are cringy, once Adam grows up the whole nerdy thing isn't as funny but it's ok... ish.

2013 - Father Brown

You can never be wrong with Chersterton's creation. Altough as all british TV shows it can be a little too slow for my taste.

2016 - Nafta Súper (Argentina)

The whole thing started with a simple question: what would've happened if Superman fell in a poor neighbourhood in Buenos Aires instead of the Kent's farm? This was the premise for Kriptonita a book that presented the DC heroes in their argentinean versions. But beware since they are outlaws and not always do good (but compared to our police they aren't as bad)... it is kinda hard to root for them. I mean Nafta Súper (is the name of a type of gasoline you get here) got his name because whenever he had to meet with other crime bosses he would carry gasoline with him and set them on fire if they didn't agree with his views 🤷🏻‍♀️

The movie was a good enough hit, so the TV show was meant to happen and expand the universe. Each episode focuses in one of the members of the Justice League (El Federico/Batman, Lady Di/Wonder Woman, El Faisán/Green Lantern, Ráfaga/Flash) while they all look for Nafta Súper/Superman that, after the end of the movie, is hiding.

As I said, it is hard to root for them but I have to give it to the creatives with all the clever ways to twist this heroes and villains so they fit in our culture. And I do like El Federico & Corona (Batman and The Joker) they are the highlight of the show for me.

2016 - Анна, детектив (Anna, detective -Russia)

Do you remember Medium? Have you ever thought how it could've been set in the early 1900s in a backwater town in Russia? Well now you don't have to!

Anna Mironova is a young woman that always had psychic abilities but they would come and go during childhood. Now this abilities are back around the same time the Officer Shtolman is assigned to her town.

Sometimes is very VERY telenovela (I am not entirely on board when it happens), each case lasts 2 episodes and I do think that is a bit of a strech. But I do have to recognize that Dimitri Frid (Shtolman) plays a man that is very smitten and deeply in love very well.

You can see it in Youtube in Star Media English (captioned in this language)

2018 - Killing Eve

We all know that the first 2 seasons were the best (we can add the 3rd in it too when we compare it to the 4th). This cat-and-mouse spy thriller started strong mixing dark humour and just darkness and left us all with a bad taste in the last episode. Still Eve and Villanelle will live forever in our hearts.

2019 - Good Omens

An Angel a Demon beeing close friends got 20K christians so angry that they started a pettition to cancel this show adressed to the wrong company. And people still ask me today why I am Agnostic?

The Antichrist was born, the Four Horsemen summoned so it is time to stop the Apocalypse.

Really funny, layered and worth a lot more than just a watch (mom and I watched it about 4 times in less than a year, so... is that good)

2019 - The Mandalorian

At home we were never huuuuuge Star Wars fans (we would watch for Harrison Ford and some creatures). Still, since the premise to this show was that you didn't needed to be a hardcore-fan we gave it a go and we loved it! It's very close to old shows, like Zorro, where you have the adventure-of-the-day kinda plot (that some people just can't dig, don't know why) and I do like good fights on TV/Cinema

Never underestimate the power of Baby Yoda!

2021 - Wandavision

Even if we never read a comic, we did watched most of Marvel movies and we wanted to know what all of this was about.

It's a lot more effective if you already know the shows they pay homage to.

Beware... it will break your heart.

2021 - Falcon & the Winter Soldier

Following the MCU, came the buddy-mov... erm, TV show, buddy-Tv show starred by Falcon and Bucky.

At a moment you might think that there are too many things on the plate (super soldiers, the new & bad Captain America, a black market dealer, Zemo) so some things do feel a little rushed. But well... at least was fun.

2021 - Loki

Don't kill me but I do not understand people's obsession with Loki.

I mean, the mythological god is a thing... but aside from Tom Hiddleston's fans I don't see the appeal of any nordic god in the MCU (as I said, I don't read comics).

The show is ok...

2021 - Hawkeye

Since I'm little I always liked archery and I was curious about this Avenger that is easily lost in the background of the movies.

It is not the greatest show ever made... but at least is less "the world will be destroyed" and that is a good change. Less is more.

2021 - The Book of Boba Fett

Of course after watching Mando I had to follow the story... and yes, he did took over in the last episodes. But still... it was nice seeing Boba Fett's arch that transformed him from a Bounty Hunter to a Leader (???).

Something could be a little bit more explored, but well... we'll see what the future holds for him.

2022 - Our Flag means Death

When I had a glimpse of the trailers (mostly focused on Steede's most feminine traits vs the tough life of a pirate) I was like "yay... another show making fun of a clearly gay character. Awesome. Are we in 1980 again?" But some gifsets in here spiked my curiosity... does the story really shows a romantic relationship between Blackbeard and Steede or this is the fandom beeing fandom once again?

Well... watch and find out!

2022 - Moonknight

I love the Ancient Egypt so this show was for me. I didn't know that there was a superhero based on those myths (nor that he had DID) and I really liked him.

Fingers crossed for a second season... or a movie (once the strike is over, of course).

2022 - Ms. Marvel

I was expecting something more teenage-based but anyone can see Ms. Marvel.

I don't understand why so many hated it... oh wait... Sor Juana said it better "foolish men that accuse the woman without reason..."

2022 - She-Hulk

And odd experiment, I do think that the last episode was kinda cheating but if she breaks the fourth wall... what can we do? 🤷🏻‍♀️

At least they aknowledged some narrative issues that have been dragging for a while.

2022 - The Sandman

Loving this show is an understatement.

Once again, I didn't read the graphic novel with the exceptions of a few panels here and there that I saw many years ago in Facebook (when Morpheus meets The Fates and the baby scene on The Sound of her Wings).

I love when all mythology and fairytales and other myths can be combined into something new. So this was my jam.

Waiting for season 2 (and getting a better paid job so I can buy the books).

2022 - Obi-Wan

Is there anybody in this world that hates Ewan McGregor? I don't think so.

The show was ok... some twists were predictable from the get-go (still some didn't see them coming and got angry at them 🤷🏻‍♀️). But well... everybody wanted Vader vs Obi-Wan and they sure had it!

2022 - Andor

I don't know if living in Argentina absolutely killed the idea of a heroic guerrilla, revolution and such (because we are the spoils of that and, trust me, thinks don't get better. But this is not about argebtinean politics so... moving on)... or it is because in USA is heavily romanticized but... Andor didn't clicked with me.

It was a task watching it and we only finished it because we started it... don't know if we will watch a second season.

2022 - Wednesday

A lot of people say that Tim Burton is overrated (I disagree, I think that he is tired of beeing ask to be Tim Burton, wacky director or weird films) but Wednesday is heavily overrated to me. Really? This has 12 Emmy nominations and The Sandman has zero? What the Bloody Hell?!

I like the Addams Family, I watched the TV show... the movies... this is not the Addams Family. I know, I know... this is about Wednesday blah, blah, blah. But this isn't Wednesday either... this is moody goth teenager with the biggest ego in the room.

Let's leave aside all the character and worldbuilding inconsistencies... Wednesday is a sharp and blunt person but she is never mean without a good point. This Wednesday is cruel even with people that loves her!

Did people forget that the weirdest thing about the Addams Family was that they are weird and they deeply love each other? That was what made them who they are! Instead of having the husband complaining about the wife, you have Gomez. Instead of having the wife trying to have the perfect house scolding her kids for their behaviour , you have Morticia with her own interests aside from beeing a housewife and assists her kids with their passions... I'll stop ranting now or I will never end.

Not a fan of the powers, the story is ok-ish...

2023 - The Last of Us

Never played videogames either and zombies (I'm sorry, infected) are not a big genre at home unless is Michael Jackson's Thriller video. Still we decided to give it a go because Pedro Pascal is latino and you have to support your people... even if they are chileans... or brazilians (argie joke. You wouldn't understand it).

We loved it!

I was ready for mom to complain with "is it necessary to always have gays?" in episode 3 but she didn't... and I dare to say that its one of her favourite episodes. (And no, readers, mom isn't conservative... but she's against tokenism -just like me-. If you want to have diversity in the world you've created, that's awesome... if you are doing it just to check some items off a list, it's annoying and feels like a desperate move)

2023 - The Muppets Mayhem

We love The Muppets but since Jim Henson's death they are kind of a hit-and-miss.

It does get better as it goes... wouldn't say is ✨️the best✨️ Muppets yet... but it is a lot better than the Haunted Mansion from last year (?)

2023 - FUBAR

Did you liked the movie True Lies with Arnold Schwartzenneger and Jaime Lee Curtis? Well... what if we do the same premise but this time his daughter is also a secret agent?

It is still good though... sometimes humor can be a little cringey, but Arnie knows his audience well enough and delivers.

2023 - Secret Inavsion (current)

It is still going so I cannot tell much just yet. Doesn't feel like a spy-thriller as I imagined but we'll see.

#very vague tv reviews by harleiquina #very vague reviews by harleiquina #tv shows #2010s #2020s #mike & molly #2 broke girls #good omens #ouat #ofmd #the sandman #wednesday #marvel tv shows #dc universe #argentina #killing eve #star wars #tlou

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hallmark-movie-fanatics · 1 year ago

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FOLLOW YOUR HEART TO HALLMARK CHANNEL’S ORIGINAL SERIES SUNDAY NIGHTS

THE TOWN RALLIES AROUND THE COULTER’S IN EPISODE FOUR OF ‘WHEN CALLS THE HEART,’ PREMIERING AUGUST 20, ON HALLMARK CHANNEL

STUDIO CITY – July 21, 2023 – On “When Calls the Heart,” the whole town of Hope Valley supports the Coulters in “Great Expectations,” premiering Sunday, August 20 (9 p.m. ET/PT), on Hallmark Channel.

The series stars Erin Krakow (“The Wedding Cottage”), Pascale Hutton (“We Wish You a Married Christmas”), Jack Wagner (“A Big Fat Family Christmas”), Kavan Smith (“Big Sky River”), Chris McNally (“Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies”), Kevin McGarry (“The Wedding Veil Expectations”), Andrea Brooks (“Romance to the Rescue”), Martin Cummins (“Riverdale”), Loretta Walsh (“Love on Fire”), Amanda Wong (“Raise a Glass to Love”), Johannah Newmarch (“Gabby Duran & The Unsittables”), Viv Leacock (“Cruel Instruction”), Natasha Burnett (“The Journey Ahead”), Ben Rosenbaum (“It Was Always You”), Hrothgar Mathews (“Motherland: Fort Salem”), Jaeda Lily Miller (“Starbeam”) and Hyland Goodrich (“When Calls the Heart”).

The Coulter baby is late, but Faith (Brooks) assures them it’s fine. By the time Rosemary (Hutton) goes into labor, the entire town is there to support her. Madeline (Stefanie von Pfetten, “DC’s Legends of Tomorrow”) tries to stay in Hope Valley.

“When Calls the Heart” is from WCTH 10 Productions Inc. Erin Krakow, Susie Belzberg, Michael Shepard, Eric Jarboe, Jimmy Townsend, Brad Krevoy, Brian Bird, Michael Landon Jr., Vicki Sotheran and Greg Malcolm are executive producers. Peter DeLuise, Neill Fearnley, Paul Redford, Derek Thompson, Elizabeth Stewart and Amanda Phillips serve as co-executive producers. Heather Nevin, Shelley Matheson, Doran S. Chandler and Vince Balzano are associate producers. Vicki Sotheran and Greg Malcom serve as producers. Peter DeLuise directed from a script by Paul Redford. Based on the novel When Calls the Heart, by Janette Oke.

#when calls the heart #s10 e4 great expectations #hallmark channel #press release #hallmark original series #season 10

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howardhawkshollywoodannex · 13 days ago

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Hal Skelly, May Boley as Gussie, and Nancy Carroll in The Dance of Life (1929). May was born in Washington DC and had 34 acting credits from The Wagon Show (1928, as the strong woman), to a 1941 bit as a fat woman. Her entry among my best 1001 is The Informer.

Her other notable credits include Moby Dick (1930), The Mighty Barnum (as the bearded lady), The Women (as woman in mud mask), and Kitty Foyle (as the fainting customer),

#hal skelly #nancy carroll #dance of life #may boley

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urfavtata · 5 months ago

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- Moodboard for my OC's ✨

Laura “Lady Armor”/Female Armored Titan

Laura's favorite songs:

Anna

Anna's favorite songs:

Kylie

Kylie's favorite songs

Carolina “Reaper” Martins

Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes

Lose Yourself - Eminem

Titanium - David Guetta ft. Sia

Can't Hold Us - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis ft. Ray Dalton

We Will Rock You - Queen

#attack on titan oc #jujutsu kaisen oc #call of duty oc #oc: laura “lady armory” braun #oc: anna #oc: kylie #oc: carolina “reaper ” martins #Spotify

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lifewithsyfe · 9 months ago

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Lifting the Veil

Not quite sure how to put this into words, but someone else needs to know what I know. This story can save people and I won’t feel right until it’s consumed by as many as possible. I can’t express how many times I’ve tried to get this out. I almost even gave up on it, but God wouldn’t let me. So, let me make another attempt at it - this is how I escaped the devil:

It was a Friday night, April 5th, 2019.

I’m at El Rey on U street NW DC, having a few crispy beers by myself. Just got off work, taking it easy...

Then, I end up running into and old “friend” I used to hangout with. Known him for about 7 years at the time: (Dave) - tall, black, dreads, above average build.

After a couple of drinks, he asks if I want to hangout at one of his friends house. Said we can smoke there and that she has a lot of drugs.

So I accepted cuz I was originally going to let the night unravel on it’s own and it didn’t sound like such a bad idea at the time.

It was a habitual routine I developed during my heartache…

I’d go out alone, run into a group of people I knew, bar hop ‘til we ended up at an after hours spot (or someone’s place) and shamelessly sleep my next day away.

So we get to the front of his friend’s building and she’s like a 60 something-year-old lady:

(Robin) - fat, white, short, blue hair, top row gold grill and “ride or die bitch” tattooed on the back of her neck (amongst a couple others, but that one stood out most because it was in my face while she was unlocking her apartment door).

At first, I thought it was a descriptive-type of tattoo. Like, she was saying that that’s what she was.

But in retrospect, it was almost like it was something she saying to me...you’ll see what I mean later, if you don’t get it now.

Oblivious to what was about to happen next, I continued to walk through that door...

Something felt off, but I just figured it would be something low-level weird.

I’m always seeing signs that show somebody dabbles in magic or gives a head nod to the prince of darkness (such as a pentagram or something), but I figured “if I’m not actively practicing divinity or doing weird rituals, it won’t personally affect me…if I don’t create a ceremonial invitation, then I’ll be okay.”

Now, I’ve already had a good amount of spiritual experiences at this point (good and bad), but for some reason I just didn’t think anything like this would happen…at least not to me.

I thought I had it all figured out, because I thought I’d seen it all - or at least enough.

I should’ve known though…I was just so emotionally numb at the time, I was doing anything to feel anything.

I mean aesthetically speaking, in a worldly sense, she looked like she’d have a few good stories or something. Needless to say by now, but I ignored the red flags in hopes of escaping my pain.

So, moving forward...

We walk into her apartment, sit on the couch, watch skate videos and start breaking some weed down.

After a few minutes of small talk, they offer me some acid in a vile. Emphasizing how it was very high grade stuff, but I didn’t need much convincing anyway. I was growing bored and undergoing an overwhelming amount of emotional damage.

Now, I was very into psychedelics and considered myself extremely experienced in that realm.

But just because I did it a lot, didn’t mean I was. You couldn’t tell me otherwise though.

It was usually my go-to for when I needed that unrivaled escape from reality.

So yeah, I took the witch’s brew, still thinking it was something I considered fun.

Once it started to kick in, I could feel her beginning to stare at me from the end of the room with a big grin on her face.

She then suggested that I take my jacket off because I was going to end up getting really hot, then cackled like it was the funniest thing in the world to say.

It was something she said a couple of times too. At first I didn’t know exactly what she meant, I just thought she was a basket case repeating herself. But she was implying that I was going to end up in Hell…you’ll see what I mean.

A few moments go by and they both suggest we move the party to the rooftop because her place was limiting and we could see more from up there anyway.

Plus, she wanted to blow bubbles (possibly a way to distract me from their underlying plot)…and I figured “tripping indoors is boring anyway, why not?”

Now because I took my jacket off and left it in her apartment, I began shivering after a while.

I didn’t expect for it to be that windy, I only wanted a nice little breeze.

So she says she’ll get me a something cozy to put on and that she had to go in for more soap anyway. She comes back and asks to put this fur coat on me. It was nice, so I let her. It had an invigorating energy attached to it, I can't lie. I felt like a million bucks.

So I’m comfortable now and she gives me a a little rooftop tour, showing me the visible landmarks from each corner.

Mentioning for me to not to be afraid of my true potential and that I can obtain everything I want.

I was feeling pretty good about those words, until I thought to myself “that sounds familiar…what if she isn’t speaking in general?” - but I just chalked it up to her being an old hippy.

She then grabs my arm and tells me to look at this red wall, as we walk to the other side of the building. I figured it’d be something visually enticing she was trying to share, but this was going to be her first attempt at hypnosis. There were lights spaced out by every three steps we took, so it would go red-black-red-black-red-black...

Then she asked if it felt like my soul was being massaged - encouraging me to ride it out...essentially, trying to get me to put my guard down, saying “this is where dreams become reality.”

Then, I began seeing holographic outlines of people in the wall. The traces reminded me somewhat of a glowing snail trail.

Right after, I saw myself turn into a block of deformed flesh and almost being slid into the wall if I stared any longer.

But like I woke up in one of those falling dreams, I snapped out of it with my heart racing.

Then with a laugh attached, she exclaims “damn, almost!”

And that’s when I stopped letting myself be completely naive. The veil was clearly being lifted before me and I needed to be alert. It’s just, I had this slight muffle surrounding my common sense for some reason. Surely it must've been a spell she cast.

Now I knew hallucinogens were considered sorcery in the Bible, but I figured one more time couldn't hurt. It’s not like I wasn’t still smoking and drinking.

It’s just crazy, because it was after learning about the what the fallen angels taught us in the Book of Enoch, is when I decided to trip again. I blatantly chose to play with fire and defy God that night.

See, these hypnotic spells are telepathic contracts. Once the manipulator is installing a vision, it’s at the last second where it becomes your choice to see what happens next.

It nudges at your curiosity, feeling like it’s a part of the trip you’re supposed to let happen.

But every time I almost did, my heart wouldn't allow it and I’d snap out of it again.

Every time she would make another attempt, I could feel my soul almost getting tugged at, with a malicious presence surrounding me.

The goosebumps I got from this thing, felt like it was ready to defile me in every way possible.

In disbelief that what I thought might be happening, wasn’t - I tell myself “let me not cause a ruckus for no reason, I am trippin’ after all. Think of something positive.”

But now my eyes are shifting everywhere, because I keep getting a glimpse of whatever’s approaching.

Even with that many peculiarities, something kept me in denial.

Still though, she tries another set-up and tells me to look at how high up we are, as she gestured for me to look down from the rail. As if I didn’t already know, but I go because I also didn’t want to be rude. I wasn't sure if everything happening was all in my head or not at the time, so I remained as cool as I could.

I grab the rail and look over…

(Dave) says “don’t let go,” giving me this wide-eyed look with a smile and said “you feel it, don’t you?”

Then just like that, my heart jumped and my mind began getting flashes of demonic symbols and images like subliminal messages. I even saw random equations in the air, like measurements and ratios of whichever object I laid my eyes on.

My vision was about to go black, exactly like the circle closing at the end of a cartoon…until I snapped out of it yet again and backed up with my head on a swivel, angrily questioning them.

That’s when I caught (Dave) behind me, quickly hiding his hands.

Now I’m on survival mode and it feels like I can’t even make a step without risking my soul, literally. Each step mattered.

It's at this point that I can feel that I’m being made a fool out of, but of course they gaslight me and try to calm me down.

I still didn’t want to believe I was in this kind of mess, but I’d be a fool to let all of that slide so easily. I couldn't keep lying to myself, as bad as I wanted to.

So with caution, I’m trying to plan my escape - playing dumb, but my body is getting heavier by the second too.

She then lifts her speaker and says “listen to these different frequencies, it can change your mood.”

I really wasn’t trying to, because I needed to leave and I didn’t trust her at all now. Especially not with anything sound related.

Then out of nowhere, I hear a distorted garble come out of the speaker and hit my ear.

I asked “what the fuck!?”

Then (Dave) was responds with “oh, you heard that...?”

I looked away and acted oblivious not knowing how I'm going to get out of this, because I felt that if they knew I could hear that, they’d bring out the big guns.

(Dave) laughed, saying to Robin “wait, he still don’t know what this is yet?”

Unintentionally, or intentionally letting me know what it was.

So I tried to leave and they started laughing because the door needed a key fob in order to get to the elevators. They kept suggesting I have a seat, trying so hard to keep me there.

(Dave) said “you already ‘bouta do it, it’s better this way anyway.”

Then he was like “look at my hands, this shit trippy, right?”

Followed by him creating an infinity symbol with his waving hands.

Now this infinity symbol was made of light and floating in mid-air in front of him after he did it. I even looked at it from the side to confirm that it was real.

Right after that, he did the Baphomet pose, flipping his hands and head perfectly in a stiff dance.

Which then caused me to see it’s true form in my minds eye, with a heavy vibration. Another attempt at making me slip, as I try to keep my reality gripped.

Once I can see them again, it’s like time stood still and only I could move.

I’d look around and they’d be frozen.

At this time, I can hear them having two simultaneous conversations.

Although, all I caught was (Dave) say “he can’t hear us in this plane.”

Then as he slowly got up, it like I was tuning through a radio, I hear a screeching static clear up. The sound then becomes like an electronic bleating and bellowing from a goat, in-sync, surrounding him.

This was the moment I became a part of their their collective conscious conversation - essentially telepathy.

Then they began letting me know who they were. Saying that they were angels, that they were around before us and that I can be like them.

The whole time they were talking to me, they were trying to weaken and hypnotize me with hand signs - trying to convince me to let go. Thing is, when they did try to convince me, they’d always talk around the subject at hand...but once you know what the subject is, the situation becomes clear.

A lot of people might think they’d get physical and get out of there. I just don’t think they’d understand how it is fighting sleep paralysis, awake.

I also knew that one false move would take me to the ‘sunken place.’

I knew I couldn’t just stand there though. But right before I grab the door to get to the elevator, (Dave) says “okay, you gon’ be waiting on that elevator forever; this is a REAL trip…c’mon, I thought you liked this shit, right?”

Mockingly he asked “yeah, I guess you gon’ think twice about taking LSD again huh?”

I was thinking in my head “fuck, did I really just lose my soul? Is this how it happens to people? Is this where it all ends for me?”

I thought that was it, so I was about to give in and accept the offer - see what benefits I could get, if any. I figured living a worldly lifestyle would be better than dying immediately.

Then from there, every time we almost sealed the deal, I would feel a hungry fire approach me from behind. Almost like a burning lick.

The one time I decided to look for where it was coming from, I got a vision with an glowing orange blur in it - slowly materializing, until I could make something out of it. Then with the bit that I saw, I knew it was me being swallowed by fire and not dying.

Immediately after, almost as if I had touched the flames themselves, I yelled in confusion “What? No! Yeshua Hamashiach is my Lord and Savior!”

To which (Dave) nonchalantly responds “okay, you do that...that [N-word] died a long time ago.”

I sharply look at him with disgust and continued my prayer.

Mentioning to God that He promised He would never abandon His children if they encountered evil and that if there was a way for Him to save me, to do it.

Dave says that I’m blowing his trip and leaves to the gas station.

I could’ve left then and there, but I still didn’t want to be alone in an elevator with him. There's no telling what he has under his sleeve or how I might react in while in there.

So as I’m praying, I begin to feel the dark hold they had on my heart loosen up. It was like my heart was pumping physical light throughout my body, then all around it. I could feel the forcefield - the LORD had arrived and I could move my body freely. No more fear in taking the wrong step.

So on (Dave’s) way back, (Robin) announces it and says let’s go downstairs and get him. That’s when I hear (Dave) say - not yell, “open up” from all the way downstairs and I was amazed...I asked myself “wait, can he still hear me?”

With him responding “DUH! Damn, you some shit!” and continued on his way. Then it all came to me, I'm sure hidden witches and warlocks communicate like this whenever they encounter one another. Whether it be at parties, art shows or even churches...a fleeting thought, but a concrete one nonetheless.

So back to us going to get (Dave) - if I was to leave, this was going to be my chance.

In the elevator she tries enchanting me again, but I rebuked every attempt. She seemed so confident with a huge smile, as if she already won the battle.

But I’m trying to maintain focus the best that I can, so I don’t slip - which made this elevator ride unnecessarily more intense than it needed to be.

Once the elevator door finally opens, I see (Dave’s) silhouette behind a thick glass rail, carrying an ominous slouch.

Walking towards me, he notices that I’ve calmed down. I guess he expected me to be spazzing out, screaming about devils and spirits...I already knew how that would make me look though. So when he sees my face, he smiles and asks “oh, you’re good now?”

I guess he assumed the process was complete...

Instead, I replied “yeah, I’m not with this goofy shit y'all got goin' on”

So as I’m walking towards the exit, he yells “that’s not the way out!”

To where I respond “fuck y’all!”

You would’ve thought I opened the door before touching it, the way I left out so fast.

As that door closed, I did a little jog to get across the street.

But a few seconds later, I feel this tingle in the back of my brain (specifically the medulla oblongata), as though it had neck hairs that stood up.

I look over my shoulder and noticed he decided to follow me…of course. Shortly after I noticed him - with that bull-like slouch, he started to run.

Now I was a little ahead of him, so I didn’t start running yet. I had to make sure I knew where I was going before exerting my energy.

Every time I moved my head, I could feel the tingle coming from his direction like a compass always pointing North.

So there was no losing him, at least not easily - but I am fast.

I couldn’t call a ride because my phone was dead and I couldn’t go to anyone’s house at the time, because it was around 5am.

As (Dave) got closer, I felt my vision going black and my body getting heavy again. A lot stronger this time…time to kick it into high gear.

Once it clicks into my head that the easiest place to catch a taxi in such a heated moment would be in Adams Morgan, an opportunity presented itself.

Ahead of me was a crosswalk and the orange hand was counting down it’s last seconds. Everything I ever learned told me I wasn’t going to make it, but I wasn’t going to stop running either.

So when my foot lands off the sidewalk, is when the cars to my left and right begin to move.

That’s when everything moved in-slow-motion…and a burst of energy launched me across the street. I saw that moment like a painting in my mind. Sweat with streetlight reflections, my hair slightly messy, clothes moving with the wind, chain dancing and molecular debris falling from my shoes.

That moment bought me time because the cars acted as a barrier as soon as I made it, so he was stuck across the street for a little bit. But he didn't give up. This is when I start hearing scribbly garbles rolling and jumping off of buildings and into my ear “you acting like a lil bitch - come back!”

Perfectly delivered as if he was next to me…I look behind me and it’s like he hasn’t broke a sweat. Completely focused, but still plenty of distance.

From the gas station diagonal to the 9:30 Club (where Robin lives), to the McDonald’s in Adam’s Morgan...

My body wanted to give out most of the way, but soul wouldn’t allow it.

I just had to keep running until I found a taxi - which I did. I was going to live to tell the tale; I had to.

That’s when Dave caught up, yelling “you look like a unk right now!”

Because 4 taxis stopped for me coming from each direction in that intersection.

To where I respond “I don’t give a fuck, I made it out and you mad as shit!”

I get in the car and tell the taxi driver to head towards Maryland. I’ll give him the address on the highway.

Finally, after surviving a living nightmare, I made it home.

I went to my room, played some worship music, got on my knees and wrung myself out of tears to the Lord.

Unable to sleep because I knew they could contact me in my dreams.

So I didn’t rest until the drug wore off, which was on the next day in the afternoon…

I even felt that burn on my back as if it was sunburn for the next couple of weeks after.

I’m so grateful to still be alive and myself, because I’m 100% positive I’d be in Hell (with something else in my vessel) if I didn’t call on God that night.

It was like I was tiptoeing on a needlepoint to keep my soul.

Since then, I've been learning a lot more to keep myself more spiritually fortified and spreading my experience in hopes of leading others into a life of light into the hands of the Lord. I hope this story can do something positive for whoever comes across it, so feel free to share to those you love. God bless you.

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