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mcclanahankjer93 · 1 day

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melis-writes · 2 years

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Hi Melis (I just misspelt your name as Melios which is like a cool Greek god name?), thanks for your nice reply. I would definitely love to get into video editing & gif making. I see people's edits of Al doing his silly little voices and I'm like god I wish I could do that. And the reason I say i don't have time to write fic is because I'm writing a novel! The MC is loosely based on Al (mainly around his upbringing, etc. plus hes italian) so maybe I could share bits of that with you guys?

I’m partly Greek so that is indeed the coolest name ever. 😂❤️ And you’re absolutely right. I could probably estimate an edit with dozens and dozens of clips from several of Al’s films to put together some sort of compilation would probably take more than a few hours. 😭

And OOOOOOO OMG!! A novel! 😳 Props to you, it’s not the easiest thing in the world! Definitely very time consuming but ahhh that creative progress is just so refreshing. I love the sound of it already! 🥰 That’s amazing. I wish you the best of luck with writing up that novel, please definitely feel free to share it with us!! I would love to read it and any snippets you’d like to share and I’m sure the Pacino girlies would too. ☺️

#❤️❤️❤️

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prince-y · 2 years

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Hello! Can I request a Meliodas x male reader please? The reader is upset about not being a female and thinks that Meliodas could find someone better than him more specifically a girl. Maybe after Meliodas got drunk one day Y/n overheard him saying that he prefers boobs. Y/n doesn't really talk to Meliodas about it but starts changing himself (he grows his hair longer, wears "feminine" clothing etc.) How would Meliodas realize and comfort him? Sorry if this is to much, have a good day or night! Keep up the good writing! :))

Meliodas x Male!Reader

「The way you are」

Characters you can request

It was a chatty and happy evening in the tavern, people from the town they were currently in had flooded in the second the tavern had opened. Again, there were complaints about Meliodas' food, but luckily Ban took that over quickly, pleasing the guests.

[Name] was acting as a waiter with Elizabeth, not wearing that embarrassing outfit but still getting flirted with way too much. Somehow he felt uneasy about it. Not the flirting in particular, but the fact that Meliodas didn't even bat an eye if some drunkard asked him if he wanted to have a little fun or whatsoever.

It made him sad, like Meliodas didn't even care if [Name] left and cheated on him. Was he really that boring?

Though, the situation worsened after a few hours of Meliodas drinking with the customers. Drunk Meliodas was known to be honest and fun to be around with. But not if the truth can hurt you.

[Name] was bringing a meal to the table next to where Meliodas had been sitting for a while, overhearing a conversation. "Heyyy, Melio.. hic... das! You prefer... hic.... ass or boobs?" A male, very drunk customer asked, grinning widely at Meliodas' thinking expression.

The blonde's boyfriend that was standing right behind him, stopped moving, freezing almost instantly as he heard the question. He wanted to hear Meliodas' answer, because.. Hadn't the blonde only been interested in women before [Name]?

"Hmm, definitely boooobsss! They're soft and women with big ones sure are the best!" Meliodas answered and flinched at the sudden loud sound behind him.

[Name] had aggressively put down the meal for the customer before leaving the tavern. No words spoken, everyone was silent for a moment. But noone really understood what was going on (including Meliodas), except the non-drunkards that knee about the relationship of those two.

Merlin shook her head, while Hawk and Elizabeth instantly went to scold the confused, drunk to the moon, blonde. Meliodas was way too gone to understand why his boyfriend had left so suddenly. He probably hadn't even understood that the other male was angry in the first place, not to mention angry at him!

And the next day, sobered up Meliodas especially didn't understand why his boyfriend refused to talk to him.

But to be fair, noone told him either.

It went on like that for a long while. And even if [Name] went back to talking to Meliodas, something changed. Not only that his behaviour had become softer. No yelling, no being rough in any way. Quiet, soft, calm. Meliodas was confused by it, very confused.

But what confused him even more, was that his boyfriend's hair began to grow longer and [Name] didn't mention cutting it off either. Or the way that the [blonde/brunette/etc]'s clothing sense started to become more feminine, often borrowing clothes from Elizabeth or letting Merlin make him some.

It was strange and even if some of the other sins had their obvious suspicion as to why [Name] started acting that way, Meliodas had not a single clue.

At least not until one evening.

[Name] was sitting outside of the tavern, arms crossed and face buried in them, obviously sulking. Meliodas had noticed his disappearance in the tavern and followed him outside, sitting next to him on the grass, a few meters behind the boar hat.

"Hey, aren't you cold?" Meliodas asked, pointing at his mouth while exhaling to show that even his breath was visible. There was no response except a subtle shrug.

The blonde frowned, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion and looking at the horribly clear night sky. Which was another sign of how cold it was.

"Are you upset with me?" He suddenly asked, crossing his legs and leaning onto his hands for comfort, "You avoided me and now you changed how you act and look completely.."

Silence. [Name] obviously refused to speak to his boyfriend, not showing his face either. Meliodas sighed.

"[Name]?", Meliodas said in a quiet and uncharacteristically soft tone, "Talk to me, please. I won't understand what's up with you if you don't tell me, y'know?".

The blonde's words and change in tone seemed to get a reaction out of [Name] as he slowly rose his head and turned to looked at his boyfriend. Meliodas expression changed from worry to surprise, seeing single tears stream down the anxious face of his lover.

"Hey, what's wrong? Did something happen?" The blonde man quickly asked with a small grin to possibly lighten up the mood, gently running one of his calloused and rough hands over [Name]'s cheek.

The male in question gave a small sniffle noise before hiding his face yet again, this time in his hands. "You should choose a girl over me.. Why not Elizabeth, or Diane..?", [Name] stated between small sobs, not revealing his face in fear his crying face would disgust the other even more.

Meliodas face turned paler than it already was, heart sinking into his stomach in the worst way possible. "Why would you say that..?" He asked quietly, head sinking and his hair slightly covering his shocked and clearly worried gaze.

"I'm a guy! No matter.. how hard i try, I'll never be as cute as a girl for you, you know? And my body isn't female either, even though you prefer a girl's body over mine.. but there's nothing I can do. Merlin refused to help me!" He explained in a slowly more louder getting tone, taking the hands from his face and looking at the grass beneath him anxiously.

Before Meliodas could react in any way, [Name] continued, "When you were drinking with the guests a couple months ago, you told them that girls with big breasts are the best, even though you are dating me, who doesn't even has a pair of breasts! You like girls so why?... why are you even with me..?"

[Name] turned quiet again, closing his eyes and rubbing his sleeves over his face multiple times to dry it up. Meliodas face was more calm than it had been earlier, a warm, crooked smile on his lips. Once again, his hand found [Name]'s face, gently tugging it torwards him so he would look at the blonde.

"I'm with you because I love you. And even if I say those things, like that women with big boobs are the best or whatever.. You're not a girl, you're [Name]. And I love you because you are", He explained while his boyfriend was looking at him, still looking like he was about to cry again, "I love you the way you are. You're the only one that I need in my life".

[Name]'s lips tugged into a small smile before a chuckle escaped him, kissing the blonde on his cheek which earned him a proud grin.

Though, Meliodas was Meliodas, so..

"Besides, if I had to choose between girl asses, girl boobs or your ass, I'd obviously choose yo-"

Before he could finish that sentence, [Name] gave him an, almost too, gentle hit on the head. His face was burning red in embarrassment, "Don't you dare keep talking".

Meliodas gave a small chuckle, shaking his head and then gently pulling his boyfriend in for a kiss. [Name] was almost relieved since they hadn't kissed in what felt like ages, kissing the blonde back a little too eagerly. The desperation made Meliodas laugh a little, pulling away the slightest bit. Obviously [Name] didn't like his boyfriend backing away and chased after him, making them both fall back onto the grass, making both of them laugh now.

He really did love [Name]. A lot.

Omg 2 updates in a row! I'm so productive at night.

I'll open my requests again now!

#seven deadly sins #meliodas #meliodas x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #male x male reader #x male reader #male x reader #reader insert #seven deadly sins x male reader #meliodas x reader #i love meliodas #it's 1 am

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bestjeanistmonster · 2 years

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So you know when I said in a different post that in Vigilante Zeldris au Meliodas’s memories are completely rewritten and he’s left without any memory of his trauma, his powers, past villainy, or even his brothers and everyone else around him had their memories rewritten as well to fit this?

Yeaah, so after a year and half they all realise that in order to defeat the demon king they’d need someone who’s the most knowledgeable about the demon king’s weaknesses and secrets as well as more power to help them fight him.

The only person they knew that ticked both of those boxes was Meliodas, so the plan was to get Gowther to give him back his real memories (but not anyone else’s cuz DK doesn’t remember that his oldest son even exists and they’d like to keep it that way) and then convince him to help them to defeat their father.

So… this is the conversation Meliodas and Zeldris have like straight after Mel gets his memories back in his apartment:

Meliodas panted, and gasped on the floor, still trying to cope as all his memories, all his terrible terrible memories flowed through his brain, seemingly on loop.

“Meliodas, are you…alright?”

There was a tense silence.

“…I thought I told you kill me.” His brother’s voice was hoarse but dull, just like it was a year ago.

Meliodas was back after all. Woo.

“...well I suppose out of the two of us, only one of us does what he’s told.” Zeldris leaned against the wall, “also your welcome for me sparing your life.”

“I never wanted it be spared and I never asked you to do so, so I don't owe you shit.”

This was true of course but Zeldris was feeling spiteful and wanted to push his buttons a little, “What for letting you finally be happy?!”

He turned to him incredulously, “Happy?! You fucking erased my memories, erased me!”

“I did that to let you live a normal life, a better one, the one you never got thanks to the demon king. Besides you looked oh so joyful without any memory of him.” Memories of him, but Zeldris didn’t say that part.

Meliodas laughed, sounding a bit hysterical, “Oh and I'm supposed to be grateful for that?!!”

“I never did it for your thanks, and i most definitely didn’t do it for you. And also, what exactly did you want me to do, leave you like that?! You were on a rampage, begging me to fucking kill you!!!”

The blonde growled and stood to his feet, “Zeldris-”

“Or, or would have preferred to continue to work for our father, is that it?!!”

“Fucking-YES yes i would’ve preferred that!!!”

Zeldris let out a crazed laugh, not surprised by this in the slightest, “Oh of course you would have. what the hell did i expect from the golden child, the favourite, the heir, what do you miss your crown oh terrifying prince of darkness~”

His brother growled, eyes overshadowed by his hair, “Shut. Up-”

“Oh nononono, please, enlighten me how the life you had back then is better than life you have now. Your life with a dog, friends, a girlfriend, people who care about you, who love you, plans to open up a bar! Why the fuck would you trade everything you have now for what you had back the-“

“BECAUSE AT LEAST EVERYTHING I HAD BACK THEN WAS REAL!!!”

Zeldris was stunned by this outburst comprehending what was said, “...Melio-”

“EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING I HAVE NOW IS FAKE, ALL OF IT!” Meliodas yelled, “EVEN, EVEN IM FAKE, ALL THE BEST PARTS OF MY LIFE AREN’T EVEN RE-AL!!!”

His voice broke at the end as Meliodas pinned his brother with harsh glare.

“AND AS SOON AS THOSE PEOPLE OUT THERE GET THEIR REAL MEMORIES THEY WILL ALL LEAVE, THEY WILL LEAVE WITHOUT A FUCKING SECOND THOUGHT BECAUSE I AM NOT SOME FUTURE BAR OWNER, I'M NOT SOME KID IN FRAT- HELL I WAS NEVER EVEN A KID.”

Meliodas furiously wiped at his eyes, it was only then when Zeldris came to the realisation that his brother was crying.

Then before he could blink, Zeldris was pinned against the wall struggling in his older brother’s grip, sure Meliodas still had the power inhibitor chip on his neck but Zel’s stunned reaction kept him from using his powers for the moment.

“Zeldris I am only going to say this once so listen up.” Meliodas hissed in his ear, “I am a fucking weapon, weapons aren’t made to have friends, weapons aren’t built to be loved, they are built to be used. I’m just a gun on wall, picking up dust, just waiting for someone anyone to pull the trigger because that is the only way i can feel anything, the only way i can be worth anything. And that is all i will ever be, there is no fixing me.”

Meliodas then let him go and stepped back, Zeldris trying gain back his bearings. “Also about the question you asked earlier, I’m done with this, all of it, so if you want help defeating the demon king go find it somewhere else cuz you won’t find it with me.”

Zeldris stoically nodded, “…and I suppose that you don’t want Gowther to release the spell on everyone else?”

At that the blonde paused and tensed, his eyes stoically studying Zeldris’s face before walking over the door, “do whatever, I don’t care anymore.” He unlocked the door.

“Pushing me away again, figures.”

“…Get out.”

Zeldris leaves.

(No Gowther does not undo the spell but Meliodas does cut off all contact with everyone he knows and isolates himself in his apartment for two weeks. He does eventually start helping his brother’s but it’s a shaky agreement)

#nnt #nanatsu no taizai #seven deadly sins #sds #sds anime #zeldris #meliodas #nnt zeldris #nnt meliodas #vigilante zeldris #i may never be your hero au #villain meliodas

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wygolvillage · 2 years

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“saint and disciple”

wow im extremely bad at drawing old guys

some notes on the imagery in this:

barlowe’s open hand: actually what inspired this piece was a post on tumblr explaining the various hand gestures in paintings of saints. the open hand means trust, truth and sincerity, which i thought would make for some dramatic irony juxtaposed with his more threatening presence here (like the hand clutching shanoa’s shoulder indicating his control over her, the dramatic shading on his face, his grave expression and shanoa’s bleeding eye)

the dragon, melio secare, and the tear of blood: representing dominus, of course! the blade is hatred, the dragon is anger, and the blood is agony. the dragon also represents dracula’s influence within ecclesia, as the devil on barlowe’s shoulder, and shanoa clutching onto melio secare represents her clutching onto the role that has been given to her- the blade to banish all evil. agony is usually a glyph i more closely associate with albus (for obvious reasons made clear within the story), but i wanted all three to be represented here

“descendo lumen”: this is, as the cv wiki explains it, badly translated latin unless you read it in a very specific way as “o light, i descend” which i think sounds cool. (for all the complaints i have about the wiki i think the page explaining the use of latin in ooe is cool as hell). this phrase in particular is written on the walls in some rooms of ecclesia and i thought it was fitting

barlowe’s halo: a similar situation to his open hand, it’s part of his ironic saintly imagery here. not much to say except that i deliberately drew it to look like the glyph vol luminatio which is actually the glyph i used against him in my first playthrough !!!

#castlevania #order of ecclesia #shanoa #barlowe #ask to tag !!!

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demonprincezeldris · 2 years

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Going off the pack animal thing.

Before the Demon Clan is unsealed, before the sins were framed and banished.

The sins know something is... WEIRD about Meliodas, but they don't know what. Gowther theorized that it could be mutations related to his magic, or that his magic affects his personality. They all agree that's a possibility, magic did often affect physiology and psychology, so it was the most viable option. (Ban joked that maybe he was a demon and was immediately laughed at.)

They found him taking a nap in a sunny spot once, and it SOUNDED like he was purring, but he sat up and pretended like everything was normal as soon as they got close.

He was barely conscious in the morning, fumbling around, and moaning for Merlin to give him the good stuff. Whatever, some just aren't morning people. (When Ban, the IMMORTAL, got a sip of it, he was jittery for HOURS, how much fucking caffiene was loaded into that?? Was it even caffiene, what else did that?? Meth???

When Merlin tipped something into his alcohol (with his consent) that actually managed to get the bastard wasted, he spent the whole night bundling everyone up into a sloppily made pile of laundry, blankets and pillows, big enough to fit DIANE, they still don't know where he got it all, and cleaning them all up and doing their hair. (He pretended he didn't know what they were talking about the next morning, but the alarmed, pink cheeked look he gave Merlin gave him away.

Speaking of Merlin. On the one instance she'd ever been injured, and badly at that, she was more than out of it. Meliodas rushed to her side immediately, brutally flinging back her opponents. (Honestly, it was just a lucky hit on their part.) They couldn't be sure, it was hard to tell over the sounds of battle, but it almost ALMOST sounded like the word Merlin whimpered was "Mama" while shakily reaching up to grasp their Captain's armor. Maybe she had hit her head? Nevertheless, he murmured back to her, soothing her, and gently picked her up and whisked her away to a healer, leaving the others to handle the rest of the problem. (Noon hit soon after, and it was a problem no longer.)

Once, a new nanny (the older one had retired) was being not so nice to the 3 year old princess Elizabeth. She somehow managed to keep it a secret from the sin of Wrath. Honestly, such a criminal shouldn't even be allowed in the kingdom, much less personal knight to the princess! She had very... traditional views on what a princess should be like. So when she found Elizabeth playing with some boys, getting herself all muddy, she grabbed her wrist and yanked her away as she cried out, dragging her despite her struggling back to the nursery, and getting a cane out. "Young ladies do! Not! Act! Like! This!" She lectured, striking her backside with each harsh word. "Do you understand me?? That is not! Proper! Behavior!" She was sobbing and flailing. A hand pinned to her back keeping her down. She cried out for Meli, and a new flush of fury tinted the nannies cheeks. "You don't need that no good criminal! You are to stop spending time with him imme-" The door the nursery slammed open and the sin of Wrath stormed in, living up to his name as he tore the cane from her hand, not giving her time to speak as it shattered in his hand. It took every fiber of his being not to tear this woman to shreds, instead, shoving her into a chair in the corner and snarling at her, a terrifying, animalistic sound. He scooped up Elizabeth gently and began murmuring and rocking her, walking back out past the sins. (He'd been in the middle of a training with them when he'd whipped his head towards the castle and rushed towards a cry no one else had heard. They followed him, because of course they did.)

One thing was certain. Their captain was either a really really fucking weird guy, or... he was something else entirely.

He will not let anybody hurt Elizabeth, or any young child for that matter. He won't have it.

But the sins are very shocked as Meliodas darts off from their training session. Meliodas whirls around with Elizabeth in his arms and darts away from the group, desperate to get Elizabeth away from the threat.

They find him a few hours later in the library, a bunch of blankets surrounding the two as Meliodas holds a sleeping Elizabeth in his arms. He tenses, growling quietly as the door opens, but relaxes once he realizes it's the Sins who have come.

#Pack mentality

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memoirs-of-a-future-lawyer · 3 years

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17 questions | 17 people

Thank you to @seigostudy and @melio-theeventuallawyer for the tags! ❤️❤️

Nickname: I don't have one!

Zodiac: Virgo

Height: 5'3 ish 😔

Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff

Last thing I googled: my govts Covid update 🙄

Song stuck in my head: BTS - On

Number of followers: 6796

Amount of sleep: 5 ish hours 😕

Lucky number: I don't have one!

Dream job: a writer, a bookshop cafe owner, a teacher

Wearing: pyjamas lol always

Favourite song: atm Kai - Reason

Favourite instrument - probably the violin, I wish I could play it!

Aesthetic: grandma lol, there's probably an actual name for it. I'm not down with the kids 😔

Favourite author(s): John Steinbeck, Cornelia Funke, Michael Ondaatje, S.E Hinton, Anthony Doerr

Favourite animal sounds: the sound of my cat's rumbly purr or the sound of her sleeping. Basically whenever she sounds the most relaxed/content

Random: I got engaged last year!

I tag:

@eintsein @foreverlostinliterature @gloomstudy @isthsnametakenyet @oldfarmhouse @perks-of-being-chinese @pianoandstudy @quilavastudy @reviseordie @teacoffeebooks @universi-tea @virgo-diaries @zulesstudies-blog + anyone else who wants to give this a go! 🤗

#tagged #thank you!!

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xaconite · 5 years

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Melio really loves music, especially since he’s surrounded by the sounds of the forest and not skilled in any instruments. I really like the thought that whenever music plays, he just unconsciously starts swaying and dancing to it.

#I was just thinking about it lmao #I need to make more melio content #bc I am Slacking #arcadian / HC.

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mellyoraa · 6 years

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Your 5 favourite words from other languages?

Ohhh, good question, I love it 😊✨ here we go, my top 5 words that aren’t in my native language, but in languages that I know (at least a bit of) :

1. Ameliorate (English), meaning to soothe or making something bad better. I love the “melio”-bit, it just sounds so beautiful.

2. 幽霊 ( Yūrei), (Japanese), means ghost. I like words beginning with “yu-”, and I love creepy and paranormal stuff, so.

3. Autumn (English), pretty self-explanatory, I like words beginning with “au-” and I like the season itself.

4. Кот (Russian), means cat. I just think it sounds so cute, even though it’s pretty similar to English cat, and I love Russian cat memes so it makes sense. It’s also one of the first (and few) words I know in Russian thus far.

5. Ciel (French), means sky, I just think it’s such a beautiful, light word that really makes me visualise a clear blue sky.

Thank you so much for the ask, this was really fun to do💖

#askbox #about me #languages

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metalindex-hu · 3 years

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„Boundaries exist only to be broken”

„Boundaries exist only to be broken” - https://metalindex.hu/2021/07/14/boundaries-exist-only-to-be-broken/ -

The discovering of Greek Rapture was a great surprise for me. These young guys are delivering very intense, fast, but varied Death/Thrash Metal, with hints of Black Metal as well. Their third full length (Malevolent Demise Incarnation) showcases a very talented outfit. The answers have been given from guitarist/vocalist Apostolos Papadimitriou.

So, Apostolos, what are your views on the current Greek underground scene?

First of all, thank you very much for this interview! Regarding the Greek underground scene, I think that during the last 15 years we can safely say that it is at its best. Extreme Metal in particular has a lot to offer, with some of the best underground acts worldwide such as Dead Congregation, Embrace of Thorns, Death Courier and many more. Moving on to the thrashier side of things there are some amazing bands as well such as Violent Definition and Slaughtered Priest. Since we are all fans of Hardcore Punk and Crust, it should be stressed that the Greek scene is thriving on these genres as well. Check bands like Chaotic End, which is one of the oldest bands in this category but released a great album some years back, or Paroxysm and Cursed Blood, which represent a younger breed.

Would you say that Rotting Christ, Varathron, Necromantia, Septic Flesh, Flame put Greece on the map of metal? Do you consider them influential outfits?

Of course, their importance cannot be underestimated, especially for Rotting Christ, Varathron and Necromantia that led the Black Metal movement. But I would go ahead and add Death Courier, Septicemia and Sarcastic Terror, since they were bands that a lot of people used to talk about back then. Also, I have to say I do not know these by first hand, since I was not even born at that time. It’s information I have acquired by reading old fanzines, interviews, etc.

Please, tell us the history of Rapture so far: how did you get together, have you been involved in any other bands prior to Rapture, your materials etc.!

Rapture is a Death/Thrash band from Athens Greece, currently flying under the banner of the label FDA Records. The band was formed in 2012 and has since released 3 full length albums and various other spin-off releases. During these years the band has established a strong fanbase around the globe and has gathered a series of great reviews, especially for its 2nd and 3rd album. Some have even labeled this releases as modern-day classics of the genre. Moreover, these releases gave Rapture the chance to play gigs across Europe in festival slots and self-organized tours, and sharing the stage with some of the best acts of the underground and mainstream metal scene (Sodom, Vektor, Venom Inc, Stalker, Dead Congregation and more).

Apostolos

Since 2014 you have a stabile, steady line up; does it mean that you are on the same wavelength both musically and humanly? Is there a chemistry among you?

Yes, of course, that is exactly what it means. To be honest, I think that a great part of what we have achieved is owed to this fact. It’s amazing to have people that share the same vision for music (and art in general), touring and even for the way of life. We have been together for almost 8 years now and this has granted us an amazing bond both in terms of music and of personal relationship.

Are Nikitas Melios and Giorgos Melios brothers?

Yes, as their surname suggest. And this has contributed in the aforementioned facts of the previous question, as you can imagine.

When did you start working on your new album? How long did it take you to come up with new material?

In general, it’s safe to say that we are a hard working band, and there are always individual ideas of riffs or lyrics here and there. If I remember correctly, the first song was written right after an amazing gig at Izmir Turkey in April of 2018, which was only 3 months after the release of our second album Paroxysm of Hatred. I think that the whole album was complete a couple of months prior to its recording. However, a lot of ideas were born during the recording sessions as well, and they of course consist a part of the final product. We always experiment and let the compositions “speak” to us.

You entered the Eleventh Tower Studios again, like you did with the previous effort Paroxysm of Hatred. What do you recall of the recording sessions? Were you prepared to record the album?

As you can imagine, we were really satisfied with the outcome of the previous album in terms of production, that’s why we chose to work with Harris (the owner of the studio) once again. He completely understands our sound, our vision about music and he is always willing to experiment with different sounds, techniques and tricks. This has to do with the general “no boundaries” approach that we have as a band. It was a really fun process but really exhausting, since we all have other stuff going on such as university studies, jobs etc.

Are these songs full of hooks and satisfying songwriting?

Well, if this is what you think I won’t disagree at all, hahaha. Music is perceived different by each individual. I think that’s highly positive that you find the album full of hooks, because it firstly shows that you have listened to it closely. Moreover, it proves that there is a lot of information if you scratch its surface.

Does the band move between very fast moments in the vein of Solstice, Demolition Hammer, Sadus etc. and mid-tempo sections where creepy melodies and a thicker atmosphere seep in that are much closer to classic American Death Metal like Morbid Angel or Cannibal Corpse?

This is a pretty accurate description to be honest. All the bands you mentioned are hugely influenced us. However I have to stress something that I regularly say. Our music has no boundaries at all. We have a huge variety of influences that are based on what we listen to every day. These range from classical music and jazz to Extreme Metal and Hardcore Punk. But of course, it’s natural for some of these influences to be more apparent (especially bands like Morbid Angel and Demolition Hammer) since we play the genre of deathrash and these are basically some of our favorite bands regardless of what genre they belong to.

In your opinion the high-flying riffs and somber interludes working in tandem to create plenty of memorable moments? Is there a good mixture of paces and moods and the band’s grasp of dynamics and transitions is strong?

Yes, exactly. It’s really nice to have these “mood changes” in the compositions. And of course, the album is best listened as an entire piece of unseparated work. I think this goes for every full length album in recorded history. You have to listen the album in its entirety, the same way you would read a book in its entirety without skipping any chapters.

You flirt a little with Black Metal riffing on After Your Eternity, I Am Become Death or Herald of Defiance, but for the most part you focus on spinning out relentless and well-crafted Death/Thrash, only with tighter performances and more professional songwriting than before. Do you agree with it?

Yes, I agree 100%. And this has to do with the aforementioned facts about our influences. Moreover though, it has to do with how we vision our music. We aim forward all the time and we always want to push everything one or two steps further and higher. We always aim on expanding the variety of the compositions in terms of structure, riffing, and overall experimentations. According to our opinion this is the true spirit of extreme music, and extreme art in general. Boundaries exist only to be broken.

Are the songs built on heavy, meaty riffs and a startling degree of technicality in the musicianship, especially in Giorgos top-notch drum work?

It’s a huge part of our compositions indeed. We want to sound as tight as humanly possible. That’s also a key ingredient of true extreme music. Wanting to always sound better than your yesterday’s self. The highly technical drum parts and riffage are the result of relentless practice sessions. We despise the modern approach of “metal” bands that base their studio outputs on editing. You should always sound as great as you really are. And of course, the live performances MUST be better than the studio outputs.

Like its predecessor Malevolent Demise Incarnation shows no signs of weakness and presented as a direct album without any compromise. Did you develope a lot in terms of skills, songwriting etc.? Where do you find the differences (and/or the similarities) between Paroxysm… and Malevolent…?

To me, and to us it’s a true product of extreme human art, expression and mentality. I think the greatest difference lies in what each of the records wanted to sound like. During the Paroxysm of Hatred sessions, we wanted to sound like an relentless deathrash Armageddon. The difference is that in the latest album, the deathrash element is still apparent and consists the main ingredient, however we expanded our sound creating a more original musical identity.

What kind of feedbacks did you get on the album so far?

Up to now the feedback is great and really heartwarming. It’s really moving to see people from all around the world appreciating something that is basically our artistic offspring.

How about your future plans?

Currently the band’s plans consist of performing live across Europe (and outside of it) as soon as the situation allows it.

Apostolos, thank you for your answers! Any closing words for our readers?

Thank you so much for this interview and for this chance to speak to your readers! We will soon make it to a stage near you to unleash our Deathrash Misanthropy! ONWARDS TO TOTAL DEATH!

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Legionary Melios was not, in any way, impressed.

The inert suit of Tartaros-class tactical dreadnought warplate sat disassembled on the arming frame before him, serfs standing by to activate the various harness arms that would encase the veteran Iron Warrior in the suit’s thick plates. An experimental design, the Tartaros class had only just entered service in the 117th Grand Battalion’s ranks, and precious few suits had been transferred to their Terminator corps. To field test this cutting edge design should have been an honour.

Melios was disinclined to agree.

The suit lacked the intimidating bulk of Cataphractii plate – until now the battalion’s signature armour – and the technical readouts attested to the lack of heavier shield emitters present in its predecessor. Even the design irked him – it somehow managed to look even frailer than Indomitus class plate, which had long since fallen out of favour within their ranks due to its mediocre performance in the eyes of its users. Nothing about this armour pleased Melios – and yet, he reminded himself as he stepped onto the arming frame, orders were orders.

Robed serfs, their garments trimmed in chevrons and their hands wrapped in chainmail, set about interfacing the suit with its wearer. Inload cables hissed as they synced with the jacks in the warrior’s skin, the inside of Melios’ eyes flickering with input and output data in response. Vacuum-capable seals pressurised as first the legs, then the arms of the Terminator suit were clamped into place. The bulky torso section attached last, the keystone of the suit, its power unit thrumming with potential.

Melios reached to don his helmet, finding the movement oddly fluid when compared to his older suit. He addressed the arming serfs with the tell-tale echo of the vox-grille – yet even this sounded different. Cleaner.

“Long-range subjugation/support loadout.”

Serf and machine alike responded to his demand, a reaper autocannon and power fist slotting into place over his gauntlets with practised ease, despite the unfamiliar armour mark. The armour seemed to have no issue with the weight, as he’d expected – indeed, his arms still remained strangely manoeuvrable. Melios was reminded more of power armour than a tactical dreadnought suit.

“Assigned to Squad Knossos. Prepare Teleportarium Four.”

The serfs did not question, they simply listened and obeyed. Melios wished more mortals would follow that example. Stepping out of the arming frame and heading towards the teleport chamber, the Terminator mused on the unexpected qualities of his suit, before turning his mind to the upcoming combat.

There, the real testing would begin.

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Melios’ autocannon was still smoking as he re-entered the arming deck, the barrels aglow from firing and the ammunition drums emptied of shells. This was not unusual – the condition of his armour, however, was.

Caked in a layer of dirt, the Tartaros suit was nevertheless surprisingly intact, far more so than his old suit ever was after a battle. Melios had not realised just how manoeuvrable the suit was until he’d almost been able to run in it – at several points he had even been able to dodge shots, something unheard of in Cataphractii plate, and the frail appearance of the suit belied its robustness. Even something as simple as being able to turn his head further to face incoming threats was a welcome change, and he had gradually started to acclimatise the new suit.

An arming serf with a dataslate watched as Melios was removed from his suit, the Tartaros plate disassembled gradually around him.

“The Warsmith wishes for a performance report, milord. Shall I relay that it is fit for service?”

“Fit for service?” Melios found a smile creeping in to his stony features. “Oh yes, fit indeed. I could get used to this…” (Oh, and there's a power armoured Veteran too. He's pretty neat.)

#iron warriors #iv legion #terminators #tartaros terminator #veteran tactical squad #terminator squad #horus heresy #great crusade #age of darkness #warhammer 30k #warhammer 30000 #wh30k #wh30000 #wh 30k #30k

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Natalia laughed, her bright green eyes filled with hope. Geraldine leaned forward, touched their lips together and pulled away, turning around for a moment to sneak a peek at the current situation and spotted River flashing his wings furiously as he waged an air battle.

Phoenix fought below on the ground, just in the shadow of the hovering angel and Geraldine was struck by how well they fought together.

For all their arguments and disagreements, they fit.

Unfortunately, she didn't have the time to fawn over that as enemy snipers pelted their hiding spot.

Where was help when needed.

Probably in the void of nothingness.

She wasn't saying that her allies weren't helpful, they just had terrible timing.

Either at the worse time or never, ever to be seen.

There was no in between.

"Geraldine," Dark's voice crackled over the comm, his voice terse and Geraldine could imagine him sitting at his computer, eyebrows knit together, nervously biting his nails while observing his screen. "You all right? I could send... Mist."

Geraldine breathed a sigh of relief, before a bullet whizzed by her hand and she shook her head, deciding against it.

Her sister was strong, heck, maybe more dangerous than Phoenix but she would get killed unless the snipers were taken care of.

"Too dangerous."

"Roxanna's too far away to teleport to you in one shot, you're just out of her range and Leah..." Dark trailed off.

"Not totally reliable," Geraldine finished for him, eyeing the distance she would need to cover in order to get to the next cover.

"Yeah. Phoenix is clearly busy, River would be shot down in a minute, no objections there-"

"I heard that, Hacker-"

"Oops, okay gimme a sec, ah private line, anyways, I'm stuck here sitting uselessly on my ass, so no help from here, Cam would go, but I do not want someone to end up dead so, no go. Mark is... Oh boy he's in trouble and certainly not helping anyone any time soon, for the love of God is no one free?"

"It's a battlefield," Geraldine pointed out dryly. "You'll be free in death."

"Fair point. Kay, if you get to the little wall over there, I could direct Roxanna to pick you up one by one. Thank god, she's free."

"For now," Roxanna answered as Dark patched her through onto the private line, breathing slightly laboured. "How long?"

"Er," Geraldine cautiously stuck her head out and yanked it back when bullets struck barely inches from her. "I have no fucking clue. Some snipers have gotta go or else neither Nat or I will never make it."

"Kyle," Dark pulled in Kyle and Kyle sighed, explosions echoing through the line. "How about you take some snipers out and Mist will cover for you?"

"Who said I was going to cover for anyone?" Mist squawked. "I'm busy."

"Mist," Dark deadpanned. "You're beating your opponents into the ground, just knock them out. You want Geraldine to get herself back in one piece right? Preferably with no bullet holes?"

"Preferably? Yes, but when does anything preferable happen?"

Dark groaned.

"Please."

"LYLE YOU BETTER TAKE CARE OF THE REST OR I'LL KICK YOUR ASS INTO NEXT SUNDAY!" Mist bellowed and everyone winced, turning down the volume on their comms.

It was a wonder how no one had gone deaf yet.

"Roxanna, get ready."

Roxanna remained silent on her end.

"Roxanna-Oh shit," Dark swore. "Change of plans, LEAH!"

"Where's Roxanna? What happened?"

"Um... I will tell you later. She's alive," Dark added hastily and Geraldine snarled.

Alive didn't mean anything for Roxanna, she could be passing out from blood loss and not a peep would be heard from her.

Alive ranged from slightly wounded to nearly dead and occasionally, more often than Geraldine liked, it was the latter.

"Of course she's alive now who's the fucker who hurt her and what did they do?"

"Um... She may be... Missing... A hand..."

"And the fucker who hurt her?"

"Dead," Dark replied. "But she's busy. LEAH!"

"Yes, yes I'm here!"

"Can you teleport-"

"I'm out of uses today," Leah yelped, her connection abruptly cutting off.

"I could cover for Phoenix," Roxanna mused, tapping back into the line.

"Three snipers down," Kyle chirped at the same time. "Hathaway, move."

"On it," Geraldine replied, helping Natalia get onto her feet before diving for the next cover, bullet grazing her arm. Pain exploded through her arm and she cursed, Dark joining in.

"PHOENIX!"

"Yes," Phoenix grunted. "I can hear you just fine."

"Roxanna is gonna cover for you for a sec, could you um, take a moment to fish sister dearest out of trouble?" Dark muttered.

Phoenix let out another disgruntled noise and Geraldine loved how he knew immediately it was her in trouble.

Still, at least Phoenix was one of the more reliable ones although Roxanna would be preferable because occasionally, Phoenix seemed to forget not everyone was bulletproof like him

"Sure-Oh crap."

"Let me guess," Roxanna sighed tiredly. "Conversus Melios."

"Y-e-p," Phoenix exaggerated the word and the sound of his spear sinking into flesh rung out.

"I'll go."

"You're missing a hand," Dark admonished.

"I beat you in a race with a broken leg, what is your argument here?"

"Have you wrapped it up?" Phoenix inquired and Geraldine dove for the wall while watching River land gracefully, unsheathing his short sword.

"Yes."

"Losing any blood?"

"A little."

"Eh," Phoenix paused. "Go get them and then go to Cam right away."

Dark made a horrified noise but Geraldine wasn't too concerned.

Roxanna appeared, barely pausing to grab Geraldine who barely had time to grasp Natalia before Geraldine felt the familiar feeling of teleporting.

If there was one thing Geraldine would have loved for Roxanna to improve after opening up and not being such a smartass half the time, it would be that she would be mindful of others before she crashed them into an uncomfortable place when she stopped teleporting.

At least they were alive.

"CAM! CAM, MOVE!" Dark yelled.

"I'm not deaf, shut up for one second!" Their brother was clearly in a bad mood, storming over to them while dodging attacks at the same time, long hair flying everywhere. "Give me your hand Roxanna."

Roxanna obediently raised her hand, eyes seeming to survey the carelessly but Geraldine knew she had already determined where she was going to go next.

"Careful, I know you're ambidextrous but if you lose the other hand I swear to god I'll kill you myself," Cam threatened, hair whipping in the wind, out of his normal pigtails.

"SHE STILL HAS HER FEEEEEET!" Kyle swung past him, three Versum on his tail while waving at Geraldine. "GOOD TO SEE YOU ALIVE!"

Geraldine flipped him the bird.

Yes, life was terrible.

#Geraldine Hathaway #Roxanna Hathaway #leah hathaway #Phoenix Hathaway #river lee #dark hathaway

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