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zerozerosenpai-art · 28 days
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The different types of black dog!
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briefbestiary · 1 year
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A mysterious hound who once haunted the soldiers of Peel Castle nightly. Despite having grown used to its presence, the soldiers could sense the danger it posed. That is until the night one guard's wits were clouded by drunkenness.
While the horrors the guard witnessed remain unknown, the hound's favored passage was sealed, so that the beast would never have the opportunity to do it again.
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zacksephreunion · 6 months
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"zack the puppy"
- literally f*cking everyone, ever
LISTEN I JUST THINK ZACK WOULD MAKE FOR A VERY COOL GUARD DOG AND THE EC HALLOWEEN EVENT REMINDED ME I HAVE A TOTALLY NONS3XUAL THING FOR MUZZLES MKAY??
Sketched this on my sketchbook then on my phone bc i know i dont have it in me atm to draw sephiroth too 📉📉📉 (just imagine sephs holding the leash or something)
No but fr why does the whole cc verse just refer to zack with all these dog references?? There's just? Too many sussy ways to interpret that.
Basically, a continuation of my "zack is sephiroth's guard dog that is highly trained in gorilla warfare actually" brainrot
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cryptic-paw · 2 days
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The Black Hound
The hound, I saw it, big and black, prowling the wood, waiting for its prey to stumble
It seemed like just a dog, but there was something much more to it, something that not many people would believe
But I believe. I saw it
The stars shone not. The moon was full
It glowed the whitest white I had ever seen
It was not that of an eerie yellow, or red, or black moon
The moon was so natural that it was supernatural, the essence of transformation gleaming down to the earth
I remember the hound did not mind the moon, and it came into the open
I was hidden, afraid for that if I moved, I would alert it of my presence
I breathed no breath, for my heartbeat reverberated its drum-like echo in my core, reaching my ears
If I heard it, surely the hound did, too
It happened then, the change in the dog, the terrifying transformation that left me filled with dread of the creature
The demon took the shape of a human, a middle-aged woman
She did not see me, but I saw the menacing look in her eyes
She intended to kill. She wanted to kill
I backed away ever so slowly
Each step took seconds to take. I placed my footing carefully
Yet, fate despised me, and an unexpected snap sounded from under my foot
It was but a single twig, but it felt like I had broken the string of my life
The hound-woman heard the noise and whirled in my direction, sniffing the air
Fate played with me like a violin as my scent shifted downwind
She knew I was there
My heart beat rapidly and was faster than my footsteps on the soft grass
I knew the pursuit would not last long
The beast was almost upon me
My house came into my sight
I ran with the swiftness of a steed and beat the hound to the door
The door would not protect me for long
The hound was savage and merciless as it threw itself again and again against the weak wood
Through my terror, the idea of my survival came to me once I laid my eyes upon the pantry
I rushed inside and grabbed the juiciest slice of meat I could find
I then proceeded into pouring potent poison over the beef
The hound’s cravings would be its downfall
I heard the door splinter in half as the hound crashed through
I flung the meat at the feral canine, and it accepted my offering
The demon ripped, mangled, and consumed the meat with great rage, its red eyes shining
Within seconds after its meal, the hound began to foam at the mouth
It choked on its own blood as it came streaming from its mouth
The demon morphed back to its human state in its final moment, and when the toxin had taken its full effect, its eyes refused to shine
This nightmare was over, but a new one had begun, for when I had gotten close enough to see the woman’s face, I saw that I had killed someone I knew very well
I had killed the master of the house
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crypticpawpoems · 16 days
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The Black Hound
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The hound, I saw it, big and black, prowling the wood, waiting for its prey to stumble
It seemed like just a dog, but there was something much more to it, something that not many people would believe
But I believe. I saw it
The stars shone not. The moon was full
It glowed the whitest white I had ever seen
It was not that of an eerie yellow, or red, or black moon
The moon was so natural that it was supernatural, the essence of transformation gleaming down to the earth
I remember the hound did not mind the moon, and it came into the open
I was hidden, afraid for that if I moved, I would alert it of my presence
I breathed no breath, for my heartbeat reverberated its drum-like echo in my core, reaching my ears
If I heard it, surely the hound did, too
It happened then, the change in the dog, the terrifying transformation that left me filled with dread of the creature
The demon took the shape of a human, a middle-aged woman
She did not see me, but I saw the menacing look in her eyes
She intended to kill. She wanted to kill
I backed away ever so slowly
Each step took seconds to take. I placed my footing carefully
Yet, fate despised me, and an unexpected snap sounded from under my foot
It was but a single twig, but it felt like I had broken the string of my life
The hound-woman heard the noise and whirled in my direction, sniffing the air
Fate played with me like a violin as my scent shifted downwind
She knew I was there
My heart beat rapidly and was faster than my footsteps on the soft grass
I knew the pursuit would not last long
The beast was almost upon me
My house came into my sight
I ran with the swiftness of a steed and beat the hound to the door
The door would not protect me for long
The hound was savage and merciless as it threw itself again and again against the weak wood
Through my terror, the idea of my survival came to me once I laid my eyes upon the pantry
I rushed inside and grabbed the juiciest slice of meat I could find
I then proceeded into pouring potent poison over the beef
The hound’s cravings would be its downfall
I heard the door splinter in half as the hound crashed through
I flung the meat at the feral canine, and it accepted my offering
The demon ripped, mangled, and consumed the meat with great rage, its red eyes shining
Within seconds after its meal, the hound began to foam at the mouth
It choked on its own blood as it came streaming from its mouth
The demon morphed back to its human state in its final moment, and when the toxin had taken its full effect, its eyes refused to shine
This nightmare was over, but a new one had begun, for when I had gotten close enough to see the woman’s face, I saw that I had killed someone I knew very well
I had killed the master of the house
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sovamurka · 8 months
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Black Hound x Queen of Rot playlist is finally done and uploaded! It's kinda ironic that a lot of songs there were pulled from my Balor x Yana playlist on Yandex Music. I guess even musical part of my brain thinks that those pairs are similar.
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mask131 · 7 months
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Fragments of fright (9)
From Richard Cavendish’s The Great Book of the Supernatural
THE MESSENGERS OF THE AFTERLIFE
Most people do not know when they will die - but a few of them are apparently warned of their imminent demise, thanks to the appearance of a ghost. This messenger of the afterlife can be a wraith, or a mysterious animal, and many families are proud of "owning" one.
The Hohenzollern dynasty, which reigned successively over the Brandeburg, Prussia and Germany (until the abdication of the kaiser Wilhelm II at the end of WWI) was boasting the existence of a "family ghost". This specter tied to their bloodline was a White Lady - a female ghost dressed in white, with a mourning armband, usually seen before the death of a member of the family, and appearing in the royal residences of Berlin or other Germany regions. It was believed that she might be the ghost of a princess of the 15th century, who was cruelly abused by her husband, who was a Hohenzollern. The dynasty of the Hesse of Darmstadt (Germany) also had its death herald - a Black Lady this time, in a mourning outfit, her face hidden by a dark veil. This ghost was supposed to be the archduchess Maria-Anna, wife of the archduke Ferdinand.
In the Danish royal family meanwhile, disasters were believed to be announced by the apparition at Gurre, south of Helsingor (a location that inspired the setting of Shakespeare's Hamlet), of the ghost of king Valdemar IV, who ruled on the Denmark in th 14th century and died at Gure in 1375. Another strange fact of the history of the Danish crown concerns the queen Astrid, killed in 1935 by a car accident. Some times after her death, she supposedly appeared before numerous people during a spiritism séance organized at Copenhague by the medium Einar Nielsen. A picture of her "manifestation" was apparently taken - but unfortunately, these kind of pictures are very easy to falsify and thus do not make an actual, solid proof of the ghost's apparition.
The Hasburgs, who ruled over the Austro-Hungarian Empire, were traditionally warned of any upcoming tragedy by the appearance of a group of great white birds circling in the sky. They were seen in 1889, soon before the double suicide of the heir-prince Rudolf and his mistress in Mayerling. Later, the emperor Franz-Josef the First also saw them in 1898, on the eve of the murder of his beloved Elisabeth. Finally, these sinister birds were spotted in 1914, before the Sarajevo attack which killed the archduke Franz-Ferdinand and caused World War I.
The most famous of these "messengers of death" is without a doubt the Irish banshee, which makes the pride and glory of the greatest and oldest families of the island. The banshees howls and wails with a melancholic voice through the night, crying the death of a family's member soon before it actually happens. She can appear as a beautiful maiden with a red shirt, or a green dress under a gray cloak ; or she can appear as an old hag. This "dual face", the beautiful maiden and the ugly hag, were the usual manifestations and appearances of the great goddesses of the pre-Christian Celtic religion, of which the banshee seems to be a remnant. It seems that getting rid of a banshee is hard, since there are records of them still wailing near the old domains of families that left Ireland a long time ago. A few years before the publication of this book, an American that was visiting the Aran island in the Galway bay, organized a party, with lot of music and dancing. As the night was ending, the young man returned home, playing accordion. The noise he made distressed the neighborhood, and someone had to go explain to a poor frightened old man that what he heard wasn't the screams of a banshee, but the sounds of a drunk playing very badly the accordion. Reassured, the old man knew three more weeks of peace... Until he heard the ACTUAL wails of the banshee, and soon after died.
According to a very old tradition, the death of the bishops of Salisbury is announced by the arrival of mysterious white birds flyig over the plain. Other bad omens - not necessarily meaning "death" - are the black dogs, or rather the black hounds, usually of an enormous size, that supposedly haunt the British countryside. Peel's castle, on the isle of Man, is the lair of one of those monsters, the Moddy Dhu, whose mere sight causes a person's death. You will also be doomed to die if you meet the Shriker dog, which hides in the Burnley cemetery (Lancashire). Many more sinisters black hounds are believe to wander on the paths leading to cemeteries. In a lot of popular beliefs and local folklore, dogs are associated with death, probably because in the distant past hungry dogs used to dig up corpses to eat them. There could also be something related to the strong belief that dogs are able to sense entities invisible to humans. Ghosts of dogs are particularly dreaded in the East-Anglia, where strikes the formidable Black Shuck, whose only eye shines in the darkness.
During World War II, an American air-pilot and his wife lived in Walberswick, in the Suffolk, and they had there a terrifying experience. During one whole night, an enormous black dog tried to enter in their house, and they only prevented it from doing so by piling up furniture in front of the door, that the animal nearly split open. At dawn, the beast left, but without leaving any prints in the mud surrounding the house. This event happened during a storm night - which reminds one of the old beliefs claiming that storms are caused by the mad run in the countryside of a pack of infernal hounds, whose howls causes death, madness and misfortune. In some regions, these hounds are led by the "Wild Hunter". In Denmark, it is king Valdemar that leads the pack, in Normandy the Devil himself ; in northern England it is "Gabriel's hounds" led by the Angel of Death, while in the Dartmoor the dogs follow sir Francis Drake riding a hearse. All these legends inspired without a doubt Conan Doyle when he wrote one of Sherlock Holmes' most famous adventures - The Hound of the Baskervilles.
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deadedaccount · 4 months
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“That anomalous Black Dog in the gallows…”
This edit is mine.
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scurviesdisneyblog · 1 year
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𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚝Iᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏɴᴢᴇ [ᴅᴀʀᴋ] ᴀɢᴇ (1970 - 1988)
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disney-is-mylife · 1 year
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I'm ONLY counting the films from the Walt Disney Animation Studios line-up between 1967 (after The Jungle Book) and 1989 (before The Little Mermaid). There's some debate on what this era of Disney animation is called, so I went with both titles I tend to hear a lot. I feel like this poll requires a fairly niche audience since a lot of these are (sadly) forgotten.
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squidinu · 1 month
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monster slayers [scribbles]
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irreverent-dobermans · 9 months
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Black Hound Leather Collars, Custom
War's Tarot & Triple Spiderweb
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srlgemstone · 6 months
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Butterfly - Agate Pair
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zacksephreunion · 6 months
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"Such a puppy."
- the guy with the key to the padlock, probably
Messy redraw i did of a screencap of zack's Black Hound Halloween outfit from ever crisis! I took away his sweater and modified the rest 🙈
Yeah i love werewolves more than anybody but halfway in i realized zack's just a fuckin dog and i oop— realized he's a fuckin slut anyway
Didnt do any finer details like bruh i just wanted to give him his muzzle and shit kinda spiraled.
Also here's the "promised" repost of a previous drawing i posted, now updated to include his padlock:
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V basic stuff but ive had dog zack brainrot for literal days and this was too overwhelming to just Sit With lmao.
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sracha · 7 months
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💀 My Hound piece for @rwbyprism ! 💀
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canisalbus · 5 months
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I saw a sight hound for the first time during the Thanksgiving dog show. I kinda get what people are saying about Machete big ol wet eyes now. Loved seeing that type of dog for the first time, what a treat 🧡
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