#king of hell ghost rider

[head-empty404]

king spawn and king of hell ghost rider sketches

#my art #spawn #king spawn #king of hell ghost rider #ghost rider #image comics #marvel #marvel comics #al simmons #johnny blaze

[timmurleyart]

The eternal fire of ghost rider. 🔥💀🏍 ⛓

#ghost rider #motorcycles #motorcycle #harleydavidson #harley davidson #harley davidson motorcycles #hell fire and damnation #demon #marvel comics #comic book art #johnny blaze #hell on wheels #eternal flame #flaming skull #skull art #time manipulation #skulls #choppers #ghost riders in the sky #biker gear #nicholas cage #mephisto marvel #mephisto #man on fire #hell king #hot as hell #eternal damnation #eternal life #fallen angel #angels and demons

[mysterious-secret-garden]

Walter Paget - H. Rider Haggard - King Solomon's Mines - To those who enter the hall of dead, 1888.

#Walter Paget #H. Rider Haggard #King Solomon #hell #dead #death #ghosts

[moonshynecybin]

hi hello i'm back from the dead (temporary) and during the race yesterday. for the split second while marc was falling it seemed like he'd land right in front of the whole pack and now i need to dissect vale's reaction to that

oh my goooooood… okay FIRST we have to remember a few of things here. three pronged attack. 1. vale is hot girl repressed and has been convincing himself marc is the evilest motorcycle racer who ever lived for the better part of a decade, 2. the FACE he made when marc went FLYINGGGGG through the air last year at valencia (with jorge martin also crashing, this won pecco the title). like. okay! FUCK YOU! but. it also kind of pulls into perspective the fact that this IS a very normal part of the sport, and probably once marc got up and started moving (IT DID LOOK BAD THOUGH.) he was like okay hell yeah. protege wins second title. enemy crashed. ideal situation here.

3. my king is still SO fucking weird about injury in comparison to all these insane bitches and has been for a long time. but mostly post sic. he hates hearing about it, he CARES about the safety of himself and others, and he tries to instill that in those around him especially his large excitable homoerotic children. who never once listen to him. i’m THINKING of all of those riders safety meetings that he was at every goddamn race and would basically lead until sepang happened and he ghosted them for years either to avoid marc or as an impotent “protest” against racing direction. like he is VERY COMPLEX on this issue and he balances the plates of safety BUT he WILL let one drop if the grudge is there. and it’s there !! it’s been dropped !!!

so all of this to say. vale IS weird about injury. but he’s used to it. and he occasionally lets the petty streak shine the fuck through. so when something like that happens to MARC it’s all wrapped up in this. insane emotional cocktail i think (repression features here ! i really think it does !! tell yourself you hate him so if he gets injured WHICH HE WILL you care less !!!!). like he’ll cheer when marc crashes if it benefits his academy kid, but ALSO the most concrete step he ever took towards reconciliation was in 2016 after the rider in moto2 died, and he said that their feud wasn’t important in the scheme of something like that happening (SO much to think about like. he told the press and MARC that things had changed. amd that they could put it behind them but they really HADNT and he DIDNT.) so i think he has these flashes of concern and relief and doubt and resentment and WORRY alllllll of the time because marc does insane shit all of the time, but rarely does he let himself reach out about it… the resentment HAS to keep him warm at night so he ignores his better angels… i may care about you, but NEVER forget i still hate you….

#outside of vale’s reaction i felt. physically sick watching that on the screen #heart stopped. gasps all around. #motogp #callie speaks #asks #rosquez #i ALEO think of the introduction to vale in marc’s doc being a producer asking if vale texted him about his surgery #and marc IMMEDIATELY and SERIOUSLY saying. well i knew he wasn’t going to do that. #and then them contrasting that with him cow-eyeing aleix. like okay you literally wake up in the middle of the night hoping for that text.

[legendofmorons]

Lu and blue grass/ folk music they'd like

The ballad of songbirds and snakes has me feeling some kinda way so here's the boys plus a few others and the blue grass and or folk music they'd like.

Why, yes, Several of these are from O brother where art thou

Four

Big iron by Colter wall

John Henry

Hyrule

Oo-de-lally

The happy wanderer

Soilder, poet, king

Legend

I am a man of constant sorrow by the soggy bottom boys

Mary Jane's last dance by Tom petty

Old number seven by the devil makes three

Sky

Down to the river to pray

Keep on the sunny side by the whites

I'll fly away

Cukoo bird

Time

There is a time by the dillards

Big rock candy mountain

Wild flowers by Tom petty

Twilight

Foggy mountain breakdown by Flatt and scrugs

Dooley by the dillards

In the jail house now by the soggy bottom boys

Warriors

Charlie boy by lumineers

All I want is you by Barry Louis polisar

Dial drunk

Wild

Rover (the camp song ser lyrics here)

The moon will sing by crane wives

Ho hey by lumineers

Fast car by Tracy Chapman ( not sure if this counts)

Wind

Orange blossom special by earl Scruggs, Lester Flatt, and the foggy mountain band

Sweet Carrie by Dailey & Vincent

The craw dad song

Dark (shadow?)

My girl (in the pines)

Bottom of the river by delta rae (I can't remember if this folk but it feels like it)

The hanging tree (Rachel Zegler's version has me acting a fool)

Hell's coming with me

Fierce

(Ghost) riders in the sky

Take me to church by hoizer (idk if this counts, but I've heard people call his stuff folk music)

Like real people do

Malon

Raise hell by Brandie Carlie

Cripple creek

(Oh my darling) clementine

Echo by Talisk

#lu #linkeduniverse #lu fierce deity #lu four #lu hyrule #lu legend #lu sky #lu time #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu wild #lu wind #lu dark link

[daenerysies]

Your favorite dragon/dragon rider bond? Your least favorite dragon/dragon rider bond? Your favorite dragon? Your least favorite dragon? Which dragon is the biggest good boy 🐉 🐲?

my favorite dragon and rider bond is a tie between daenerys/viserion and rhaena/dreamfyre. viserion is so baby-coded and i think a genuine representation of daenerys’ childhood with their bond, it’s so sweet. rhaena had to deal with a ton of betrayal throughout her life, and i believe dreamfyre was one of the only constant things she ever got to enjoy having (another targ woman who deserves so, so much better). oh, and a shoutout to the rhaenyra/syrax bond. that is one of the few things added to the show that i like, but ultimately i just appreciate rhaenyra not using her dragon as her own personal war weapon and instead spoiling her like the queen she is (syrax reminds me of my cat lol).

my least fav bond is aegon ii and sunfyre. i think sunfyre cared more for aegon than aegon ever did for him, considering he had no trust in the dragon near the end of the war and sought to replace him, “i will have a new sunfyre, prouder and fiercer than the last.” it sucks that sunfyre was put through hell and back just to be cast aside by someone who he clearly loved.

my top three dragons are viserion (i’m a viserion is a she-dragon truther), dreamfyre (og mother of dragons, mama to drogon, viserion, and rhaegal), and morning (the last healthy dragon to hatch and PINK hello).

i love all of the dragons, but my least favorite of them is probably vermithor. he had shit taste in riders (i hope jaehairy is rotting in hell with his dumbass grandson).

the biggest goodest boys are drogon (BIGGEST mama’s boy), grey ghost (he just wanted to fly around minding his own business and catching fish man 😥), and stormcloud (died saving aegon iii despite being too small to ride rip king).

thanks for the ask!

#house of the dragon #daenerys targaryen #rhaena the black bride #rhaenyra targaryen #viserion #dreamfyre #syrax #morning dragon #drogon #grey ghost #stormcloud dragon #vermithor #anti aegon ii targaryen #faye answers #anonymous #sorry for the length but i’m obsessed with the dragons so it’s nice to talk about them!

[qsmp-live-posting]

list of song suggestions I've received so far:

BOLAS:

Na na na- my chemical romance

C'mon- Panic at the disco and Fun

Blacklight- one piece

Wolf within- Jonathan young

Eat your friends - jhariah

Heathens - Twenty one pilots

Try again- monochromenace

Wrecking ball - mother mother

2econd 2night 2eer - will wood

Break my mind-DAgames

6up 5oh cop out - will wood and the tapeworms

Red red red- Tom Rosenthal

What I've done - Linkin park

This is war - 30 seconds to mars

Le train du soir- Raphael and pomme

White happy - maretu

Join us and die - the guy who didn't like musicals

Shia labuef live - rob cantor

Where is your rider- the oh hellos

Cellbit:

Feast or famine- starkid (cellbit)

Jaiden:

Kara Kara no Kara - kikuo ft matsune Miku

Slime:

Rotting - sushi soucy

GREEN GAY NINJAS:

Darkness before the dawn - Caleb hyles

The riddle - Scarlet Pimpernel

We don't talk about Bruno but cursed - Johnathan young

TEAM SOULFIRE:

Come as you are - Nirvana

Killer in the mirror - set it off

Blood upon the snow - hozier

Voluez-vous - Abba

Orchids- gladd Beach

Genesis - ghost

River from the sky - the weepies

Take up your spade - Sara Watkins

The villain I appear to be- Connor spiotto

Bbh:

Voices in my head- falling in reverse

GENERAL/all:

Children of the night- Jonathan young

Some nights- fun (uncategorized

God of greed- Jonathan young

Your special!- Dan Bull

Your new home - gooseworx

Get your gun - dear hunter

I see fire - Jonathan young

Old King Cole - the mechanisms

Hell fire - the mechanisms

Skin and bone- the mechanisms

Red signal - the mechanisms

I'm sorry all my songs alarmingly begin with a bang- Daniel kendall

Dancing around in circles till my little feet fall off - spell casting

Knife knife knife - kikuo

Over and over - rio romeo

Tictoc - mother mother

#qsmp #qsmp purgatory #qsmp liveblogging #qsmp liveblog #qsmp slimecicle #qsmp philza #qsmp fanart #ev;purgatory #red team #song suggestions #qsmp blue team #team green #green gay ninjas #team soulfire

[bloobluebloo]

Can you rank the phantom ganons by design?

ARIGHT

PHANTOM GANON (OCARINA OF TIME) His introduction in the Spirit Temple, where you're first duped into believing it's actually Ganondorf before he dons the mask is so sick for real. I always found it interesting that Ganondorf puts a mask on him and seals his mouth shut, while the Phantom looks like his younger self, to have very interesting implications as to what Ganondorf thinks of himself, not wanting to see or hear this ghost of his past. I always felt so sorry that out of all the monsters under his command, Ganondorf seals him away in the pocket between dimensions instead of letting him die or explode like everyone else. Why do you hate yourself so much Ganondorf do we need to talk? I'm biased he's the definitive Phantom Ganon for me so 10/10.

PHANTOM GANON (WIND WAKER/FOUR SWORD ADVENTURES/HYRULE WARRIORS) I find it interesting that Wind Waker Ganondorf creates a Phantom that is completely different, having a more monstrous and demonic appearance with the horns and the tattered cape. I wonder if this is supposed to be a reflection of his past self, a monster only meant to kill and destroy with similar capabilities to his past self. Is this nostalgia for the past or so much hatred for the past that he wishes to unleash it upon you? Also he is the phantom that reappears the most weirdly enough. Trondorf. 9/10

PHANTOM RIDERS (TWILIGHT PRINCESS) I honestly thought having these riders beside Ganondorf in Twilight Princess was really fucking cool. I think it's the only time Ganondorf fights alongside his phantoms. It kind of gives off the air of Twilight Princess Ganondorf himself being like a ghost of Hyrule's past, a consequence of their actions that continues to haunt Hyrule and its descendants, and will continue to do so. I like how the mask and horse are reminiscent of OoT's Phantom Ganon. 8/10.

PHANTOM GANON (TEARS OF THE KINGDOM) I love this Phantom Ganon. Hell, if TotK Ganondorf decided to throw hands with you while staying like this I would have been extremely okay with it because he is just so fucking creepy and cool in all the right ways. I love how huge he is, that he retains all the abilities Ganondorf himself has, the torn robe, the broken jewelry just holding on by wishes and dreams, the fact that he looks like he is stuck between Ganondorf's regular human form and demon king form, and that he also has a replica secret stone. (Is it a replica? it says in the compendium that Ganondorf created him from his own flesh and blood so-). I like that in TotK Ganondorf seems rather proud of his Phantom, he just loves how his Phantom terrorizes Hyrule while he chills in his gloom spa. 9.5/10. SO my official ranking? 1. OoT 2. TotK 3. WW/FSA/HW 4. TP

#ganonthots #bloothots #someone out there likes these ranking posts I reckon

[moosemonstrous]

Wip game!

Gonnabe real predictable here lmao

"Ghost Rider 231201 King of Hell WIP" ???

I read the Avengers. I was, I think understandably, confused. I wrote up some disconnected fix-it bits, then read more Ghost Rider comics to figure out what's actually going on with that storyline. It did little to help 😂 although I am a big fan of Johnny's 'I bought a yacht and it didn't make me happy' look.

Then febuwhump prompts came out and some of them gave me Yet Another Vibe. So now this document has like three separate things going on in it. Excerpt:

Eli says: Oh, shit. And then nothing else.

Nothing during breakfast. Nothing during the drive to the nicer part of town, where Anja’s parents live. Nothing thorough Robbie’s lone drive back. Nothing while he sits in the driveway like an idiot, staring at the steering wheel like it might start talking instead. Nothing after two hours of sitting at his kitchen table with his head in his hands, waiting.

There's something like a potential storyline in there, but I haven't fully figured out the scaffolding for it. That's... a common issue for me 😅

#WIP game

[shit-im-bi]

Mason Hewitt. A deputy?? Are we talking about the same Mason Hewitt? I mean, I'm talking about the physics genius, the brains behind the puppy pack, the one responsible for that one ghost rider's capture, the boy who did extra credit but just ended up tutoring everyone else, the fucking mythology king that saved lives at 16, the high schooler with a 4.8 GPA... that Mason. I don't know who Jeff Davis made a deputy but it sure as hell is NOT Mason.

If this is just to fill the Stiles gap in the show I will riot, because Mason is SO much more than the Stiles to Liam's Scott.

On a side note, I actually adore the rest of the film - Allison coming back wasnt expected at all, and the new characters seem to be quite fitting as well. However, I think its important to note that an actress of color, Arden Cho, was denied equal pay, so she wont be seen in this movie. This is even more appalling when you realise that the whole Nogitsune storyline revolves around her, a Kitsune, as its foe. She was meant to be a main character, but still would not be paid the same as her predominantly white and male co-stars.

I adore Lydia as a character, but Holland's statement on this was just plain wrong and insensitive.

#teen wolf #scott mccall #stiles stilinski #mason hewitt #mason x corey #morey #corey x mason #thiam #theo x liam #liam dunbar #liam dunbar x theo raeken #tw textpost #teen wolf textposts #teen wolf headcanons #tw headcanons #im so fucking pissed #teen wolf movie #teen wolf the movie #fuck jeff davis #jeff davis

[odinsson2021]

Here's the Playlist of my Tonight's Show!

I hope you liked it!

Stormwitch-Rondo ala Turca Def Leppard-Foolin' Heroes del Silencio-Entre Dos Tierras Alice Cooper-House of Fire Oz Hawe Petersson’s Rendezvous-Midnight lady (Dangerous Game) - Oz Hawe Petersson’s Rendezvous 22.03.24 Gary Moore-Livin' on Dreams George Thorogood&The Destroyers-Bad to the Bone Neon Rider-Neon Rider – Destination Unknown 22.03.24 Ghost-Hunter's Moon XYZ-A Roll of the Dice Universe III-I am – Universe III 17.05.24 Winger-In my Veins Whitesnake-Shut up and Kiss me White Lion-Sweet Little loving Nestor-Victorious – Teenage Rebel 31.05.24 Judas Priest-Love Bites Lääz Rockit-Dreams die hard Leatherwolf-King of the Ward Leave’s Eyes-Hammer of the Gods – Myths of Fate 22.03.24 Legions of the Night-Hell Ozzy Osbourne-Under the Graveyard Holy Mother-Fire – Rise 07.06.24 Pain-End of the Line Palace-No One break my Will Accept-The Reckoning – Humanoid 26.04.24 Ride the Sky-New Protection Rough Silk-Deadline Satan-No turning back Blind Guardian-Mister Sandman

#hard rock party #youtube #hard rock #rockchicks radio #rock #rock of ages #rock music #rock n roll #rock party #classic rock #glam rock #80s rock #glam metal #heavy metal maniac #heavy metal #metal #speed metal #death metal #groove metal

[babeyvenus]

My Future

Derek Hale x OC

Samantha, Stiles and Scott are always joking about the impossible. Who wouldn't when your best friend's dad is the sheriff of Beacon Hills? All jokes stop when they realize the impossible is indeed possible.

Chapter 62: Desperation

Opening his eyes to a dimmed area, Stiles saw that he was in the waiting area of a train station. Sitting up, he saw two women and a lawyer next to him before glancing at the Arrivals and Departures board, taking note of the names of towns that were listed as well as a ticket booth.

He felt unsettled. Why was this place so…quiet? It was eerily quiet. He would've welcomed someone having a conversation, even if it was something he wasn't interested in.

Anything but the cold silence.

Stiles sat back in his seat, frowning as he dug into his pocket, his cold hand warming up to his pocketed keys. 

He turned to the doctor. "Excuse me," he whispered, grimacing a bit as she slowly turned to him. "Sorry, where are we?"

"We're at the train station.", she said. He frowned.

"Right. Okay. Helpful.", Stiles nodded sarcastically, and cleared his throat. "Which train station exactly?"

She turned, looking at the Arrivals and Departures board. "Train station number 137."

Stiles looked at the board as well, then turned back to the lady. "Did you see me come in?", he asked.

"No.", the lady said. Weird. 

"How long have you been here?", he asked.

"Maybe an hour?", she replied, nonchalantly.

On the other side of her, the lawyer spoke up, reading his newspaper. "We got here at the same time.", he said before glancing at Stiles. "It's been at least six hours."

Stiles' eyes widened a bit. "Six hours?", he asked. The man nodded, returning to his newspaper.

Stiles frowned. Six hours…? What train takes six hours to arrive and depart?

He shook his head before talking to the woman again. "Where are you goin'?"

The lady froze, unsure of her answer before patting herself down on her white coat. "Um. I-I had a ticket with me somewhere." She frowned as she continued searching. "Um…"

"You always travel in your work clothes?", Stiles asked.

"I must have been in a rush.", she said.

Stiles frowned and looked at the ticket booth before standing and walked over to it.

He looked at the dusty, dirty desk, shocked at how dirty it was. He slid his fingers on the desk, the pads of his fingers immediately collected the dust. "Do you know if anyone works here?", he asked.

Before he could get an official answer, a speaker came on, catching the attention of the passengers. "The following stops have been canceled. Hollatine, Batten, Bay Burry, Deer Ridge, Red Oak… Trenton, Anderson, King Springs."

People started standing up from their seats, walking over to the darkened tunnel. Stiles, interested, moved over to the readying passengers. "Excuse me, where are those trains going?", he asked.

No one answered. What the hell is wrong with these people…?

What was up with the trains?

Where were those places?

He continued searching for an answer and became impatient to the people who ignored him "Does anyone know where this train's going?!", he exclaimed.

He sighed, irritated as he looked up at a sign that said, "To Trains". A little hope sparked in Stiles as he was ready to leave the place and find his way back if he had to.

Wind began to blow and leaves picked up, being carried through the air. He frowned as he heard a horse neighing from the tunnel.

People started pushing back the others behind them, making way for the Ghost Riders and their horses. They hid down by the benches in fear.

Stiles, confused and worried, only backs away. A Ghost Rider rode up, holding his whip and assaulted a man's face with a crack, making him fall down.

The Stilinski boy could only watch as two more showed up, dropping off a man and saw as the rope around his hands and feet had disappeared in a puff of green smoke.

Once three more Ghost Riders arrive, Stiles finally moved away to hide before he was next, only to feel someone grab him, spun him around and pushed his back up against a pillar.

Groaning, he looked up at whoever was holding him to send a complaint, only to stop short in shock once he saw who it was.

The eldest Hale, however, couldn't return the same sentiment. "It just had to be you.", he said, annoyed.

The two watched as the horses neighed and guided their riders back down the tunnel, making each passenger sigh with relief, nonchalantly returning to their seats.

Peter followed suit, walking over to his bench with Stiles right behind him. "Peter? Peter, what are you doing here?", Stiles asked. Peter turned around to face him with a frown once he found his seat. 

"How are you here?", Stiles asked. 

"What do you mean, how am I here? I'm here. You're here. We are all here. Now, get the hell away from me, Stiles.", Peter grumbled, sitting down.

Stiles sighed and shook his head as he looked at the other passengers before looking at Peter who's expression matched the others in the room.

"Hey, Peter. Peter." He snapped his fingers. "Peter!" Peter's eyes stared up at the boy. "What are you doing?", Stiles asked.

"I'm waiting for my train.", Peter simply responded.

"Okay, did you not just see that?", Stiles asked. 

"See what?", Peter asked, making Stiles frown in confusion. What the hell was happening? Did he not just save him? 

"The horses, the hogtied businessman with the magically dissolving ropes?", Stiles listed, making Peter's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Stiles, quickly frustrated, turns to the other passengers. "I'm sorry, did anyone just see that!?"

The others gave Stiles a weird look before returning to what they were doing, which wasn't much. It bothered him. Why was no one bothered by what just happened?

"Do you mind?", Peter asked the boy. "You're blocking the board." He nodded towards the Arrivals and Departures board. "I'd like a little warning before my train arrives."

Stiles frowned as he looked at the man. "Okay. So you're waiting for a train. How did you get here?"

"Pretty sure I took a cab.", Peter responded.

"Last time I saw, you were being locked away in Eichen House.", Stiles said. Peter frowned, blinking as he realized.

"I was in Eichen.", Peter muttered, looking up at him. "Thanks to you."

"Memory's good.", Stiles said. "Can you remember how you, uh, got out? They discharge you?"

"No, the power went out. And I ran like hell.", Peter explained.

Stiles eyebrows furrowed. "That's it? You just ran?"

"Yes, that's it. I literally just ran away from the insane asylum that was holding me hostage!", Peter said. "Until I came home with Derek and after the whole thing with Samantha's family, it was raining one day… and this horseman appeared in front of me."

The eldest Hale's eyes widened. "I got shot.", he recalled, making Stiles' eyes widen.

Peter suddenly got up, pacing back and forth. Stiles took his place on Peter's seat.

He glanced at the ticket booth, the Arrivals and Departures board, before looking at Peter again. "How long have I been here?", Peter asked him.

"We saw you three months ago.", Stiles said.

Peter nodded. "Yes, but I saw Samantha…after she and her father and brother met. She had a nosebleed and–" He suddenly gaped at Stiles. "I've been missing for three months and no one came for me?"

Stiles held his hands up in surrender. "We assumed you didn't want to be bothered with Sam's family mess.", he said, making the man frown. "But that's what the Ghost Riders do, they erase you."

"Ghost Riders?", Peter asked. "Ghost Riders of the Wild Hunt?"

"Yeah, you know what I'm talking about?", Stiles asked, eyes wide.

Peter sighed, sitting down at the bench on the opposite side of Stiles. "Of course, I know what you're talking about. They ride the lightning. They are an unstoppable force of nature, but, I promise you, they don't make pit-stops in train stations."

He glanced over at the old lady that sat on Stiles's bench, watching as she gave him her best sultry smile.

Peter grimaced and shrugged before looking at Stiles. "I've escaped one prison only to land in another one. And this looks like the underground lair of a depressed bureaucrat.", he mumbled, glancing around.

"Come on, there's gotta be a way out of this place, right?" Stiles started up. "Have you tried looking around? Have you talked to anyone who knows anything?"

"If this is the Wild Hunt, there is no escape. You and I are doomed to ride the storm...forever.", Peter said.

"Yeah, we're not in the storm," Stiles stood up, walking towards him. "We're in a train station. But we can get out of a train station."

"We can't get out of here, Stiles. Because this place isn't real.", Peter countered.

Stiles looked at him in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

Peter huffed. "Beacon Hills doesn't have a train station."

Stiles frowned before looking at the doors that were locked over near the corner where the ticket booth stood.

Shaking his head, he walked over to the doors, immediately tugging at the locks. Peter got up, followed after him and watched him. "What are you doing?"

Stiles glanced back at him. "Little help, please?", he asked, frowning at the man.

Peter rolled his eyes and got up. As he moved to the door, he grabbed the lock, and yanked it, destroying the chains.

Stiles rolled his eyes. "Okay."

He opened the doors, and ran through, confused as he was transported from the door that was near the tunnel.

Peter noticed him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as well. "What the hell?" Stiles mumbled to himself, running back through the door and did it again, and again.

Panting, he thought of doing it once more, frowning at Peter's slight amusement.

"No, no, no, keep going.", Peter nodded to him.

Stiles snapped at him. "I don't see you comin' up with anything."

"Stiles.", Peter frowned as he caught a sight from the corner of his eye. The entire time Stiles was running around, he'd noticed a boy staring at the two.

He whispered. "Left shoulder, against the pillar. Don't look.", Peter advised. Much to his disappointment, Stiles did the opposite, seeing a blurry boy. "I said don't look.", Peter sighed.

"Yeah.", Stiles mumbled.

Peter looked at Stiles. "He's watching us."

"Yeah, so?"

"So… every person in this station is either comatose or catatonic. He seems very interested in keeping an eye on us.", Peter informed and nodded his head in that direction.

Stiles turned his head, looking back at the boy who was still watching and stormed over to him. The boy ducked behind the pillar. "Hey!", Stiles called, going the other way.

The boy looked over to see Stiles, only to get stopped by Peter, startling Stiles. "Oh, my god!", Stiles choked, flinching and settled down knowing who it was.

"Why are you watching us?", Peter glared at the boy.

"You tried the doors.", he chuckled. "Nobody ever tries the doors."

"Sounds like you have.", Stiles said.

"The ones that I could open. I've tried everything else.", the boy replied.

"Not everything.", Peter said. "You're still here."

"Yeah, it seems like you got some kind of a plan.", Stiles said. "So why don't you tell us about it?"

The boy scoffed. "I can tell you. Doesn't mean you can do it." 

Stiles chuckled, nodding. "Oh, we can do it." He paused, hinting at Peter. "He can, he can do it…"

"Well, it's right in front of your face." The boy explained and both Peter and Stiles faced the black void on the tunnel's archway. "You didn't see it, did you?"

"I saw it.", Stiles declared.

"Then why'd you waste so much time running through the doors?", the boy asked. "I'll tell you why. Because it's all part of the illusion. You're afraid. And they want you to be afraid."

"I'm not afraid.", Peter said and headed for the tunnel. He got closer until he started to slow down, hesitant.

The boy lightly smirked. "Can't do it, can you?" He glanced up and over at Stiles. "He can't do it."

"We really should kill him.", Peter said to Stiles.

"Or you can just walk through it.", Stiles suggested, walking towards him.

Peter let out a heavy breath, readying himself. 'Push me.", he tells Stiles.

"What did you say?", Stiles asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Push me!", Peter exclaimed.

Stiles, confused, held onto Peter's back, and shoved Peter through. Peter stumbled over his feet, but stopped and glanced around.

"Now you're gettin' it.", The boy smiled widely, heading off into the tunnel.

Peter glanced back at Stiles. "Stiles. Stiles, let's go.", Peter ordered.

Stiles didn't move. Instead, he stared into the dark tunnel and sighed. Peter frowned, and grabbed Stiles by the shirt and pulled him into the darkness with him.

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Groaning softly, Sam woke up to the sound of loud beeping. Looking up, she sees the ceiling of a car. Her eyes widened as she sat up from the reclined seat.

She was inside the jeep? How? Aside from that, she saw a man hooking a latch onto the Jeep's bumper and she quickly pressed the horn, scaring the man.

Once he saw Sam, he let out a relieved sigh. "Christ–"

"What're you doing to the Jeep?", Sam asked. 

"Taking it to the Pound. What're you doing inside it?", he asked. Sam glared at the man, and pulled out a set of keys, hoping he'd take the hint.

Before the man could say anything, Lydia stormed up to the man. "Hey!", she called. "You can't tow this Jeep."

"Paperwork says I can.", the man said, glancing down at his clipboard. "It's reported as abandoned."

"Does it look abandoned to you?", Sam yelled, shocking Lydia.

Lydia placed her hand on the hood, turning to the man. "It's not."

He looked at her. "Oh, so this is your vehicle?"

Lydia tilted her head a bit. "Does it matter?"

He scoffed. "Sounds like a no."

Scott ran up, suddenly. He panted, walking over to the driver's side of the jeep. "It's mine. Uh, my Jeep. Thank you. I'll move it. Once I get the keys.", he glanced into the windshield at Sam with raised eyebrows.

The guy shrugged. "I'm sorry, once it's on the hook…"

"Please don't say, 'you're on the hook".", Lydia frowned, unamused.

"Well, I can't now." The man was about to leave and Sam frowned.

Scott stopped the guy. "O-Okay," He started. "Look, there's gotta be something that we can do. Sign something? Call someone?"

"Pay someone?", Lydia added, opening her purse. The man grinned. "Drop fee's a hundred and fifty. Cash."

Lydia pulled out her money and Scott's jaw dropped, sputtering in disbelief. "A hundred and fifty?"

He looked at the jeep. "This thing isn't even worth that much."

Sam frowned at the boy. "Watch it, McCall!" Scott's eyes widened at Sam. "Come on, Scott," Lydia fussed. "How much you got?"

His eyes widened at her. "Uh, how much have you got?", he asked, sticking his hand into his back pocket. 

"Just give me your money.", she hissed. Scott sighed, and took out a small wad, counting it. "All I have is $50. And when I say 'all' I mean all."

Lydia took the money with her $100, handing it to the guy and he happily took it, unhooking the Jeep and headed up into his truck lifting up the platform in the back and finally left.

Scott glanced at Sam. "How the hell did you even get in?"

"Did… Did you sleep in the Jeep?", he asked, as she opened the door, keeping one door unlocked.

"I don't remember even getting in…", Sam said. Scott placed his hands on the girl's shoulders. "Why'd you save the Jeep?", Scott asked.

"Because it's not just a Jeep.", she said. "It's Roscoe."

"Roscoe?", Lydia asked.

"Yeah.", Sam nodded. 

"Okay so, why save Roscoe the Jeep?", Scott asked.

"Because I remember it. And, I remember someone always taking care of it. Plus, it just appeared out of nowhere when I was just walking around.", Sam said.

"Made it appear? Made it appear…", Lydia whispered, her eyes widened in realization. "Like how Corey made the Library key card appear even though it was invisible?", she asked, making Scott look at her in realization as well. "And how he made the Ghost Rider at the party appear.", Scott added.

Sam looked at the jeep. "I don't know how, or what I did, but it's here.", she frowned. "I just was so upset and wanted to find Stiles. I felt like I was alone in this, so I did some pacing and found myself in front of it."

She looked at them. "I think I remember being tired, but I don't remember getting in the jeep."

"Okay, but why Roscoe?", Scott asked, finding the name weird.

"I don't know. I just know that that's what it was called.", Sam said.

She looks at them. "I think this is another relic."

However, on the underside of their world, Stiles, Peter and Trent walked further into the tunnel. It didn't make sense. If there wasn't a train for Beacon Hills, why were they there to begin with? Why them?

His thoughts paused as they came up into another part of a train station.

"Congratulations," Peter muttered. "You found another part of the phantom train station."

Stiles kept walking. "Is this the way out?"

"If it was, we would be leaving.", Peter said, annoyed. Trent stopped them. "Thanks for your input." He looked back at him.

"We're trying to get out here and go back to our home and people who need us. At least I am.", Stiles said. 

"By that, you mean back to your ridiculous friends?", Peter asked. "This would be easier if Sam were here. She could probably detect us in the dark and bring us back.", Stiles muttered. 

"Sam?", the boy asked. "Sam Wilson?", he asked, looking at Stiles who looked at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"So, you're Stiles.", he said. 

"How do you know about her?", Stiles asked, frowning. "She's about this tall," Trent lifts his hand a little by his head, "Puffy hair?"

Stiles nodded. "I saw her.", the passenger said. "She can see the people in here. Most of them are already called for death. I'm pretty sure I'm on my way too."

Stiles and Peter looked at each other in shock before looking at the boy. "Where'd you see her?", Stiles asked. "In a house. She was with another girl. Lydia, is it?"

Stiles' eyes widened. They were still friends…. Thank God. "What house? Who else were they with?", he asked.

Trent shrugged. "Some woman. But she's dead. How Lydia was able to see her is beyond me.", he said, moving away from the tracks.

"You might want to stay off the tracks. 'Cause that's the way in and out." He pointed down at the end of the tunnel where it's doused in darkness. Stiles and Peter nodded, getting up on the platform.

"So, what, we're dying?", Stiles asked. "That's why we're in this station?"

"Yes.", the boy said. "Okay so, how were you able to be seen by Sam? D-Did you talk to her? Anything?", Stiles asked.

"I talked to her and I was actually able to speak, but–" Stiles cut him off. "What did you say?"

"I told her that whatever that she was looking for was right in front of her face.", he said. "And before I could get anything else, I got interrupted by a woman. A dead woman."

Stiles frowned, eyebrows furrowed. "A dead — a dead woman?"

The boy nodded. "What do you mean?", Stiles asked, watching as the boy's behavior suddenly got desperate. 

"They're coming.", he says, making them aware of the horses' neighing.

Trent ran over behind a pillar to hide himself, making  Stiles and Peter do the same as they watched at the end of the tunnel burst into green smoke.

In came a Ghost Rider with two more riding behind the first. The horses galloped down the tracks into the darkness of the other end of the track.

Sighing out of relief, the three moved from behind their pillars. "That's the way out?" Peter pointed to the entrance where the riders appeared. Trent gulped, nodding. "How in the hell are we supposed to do that?", Peter asked.

"We jump.", Trent said.

"Jump?", Peter looked at him with wide eyes.

"On the back of the riders as they go through.", Trent explained, quickly.

"Is that all?"

"I've been timing it.", Trent said, looking at Peter. "Look, we can jump from here just before they go out."

"I think you're confusing your pronouns. We aren't going to do anything.", Peter said, swinging a finger between Stiles and him. "But you should absolutely give that a shot."

"Do you not wanna get out of here?", Trent asked, frustrated. "We want to get out alive, okay? How do you know this works? Seems like a lot could go wrong.", Stiles said.

"Look, I can't stay here. I'm losing my mind in this place.", Trent's voice desperate.

"I think you have an excellent grasp of the situation. I say go for it.", Peter said.

Stiles frowned at the man. "Peter." 

The horses neighed in the distance once more. Trent tapped Stiles's shoulder. "Hey, they're coming back."

Peter and Stiles got behind one pillar and Trent got behind another, waiting. 

Peter looked around the corner and Stiles nudged him. "No, we can't let him do this, right?"

"What if he's right?", Peter asked.

"Hey, we'll figure something else out.", Stiles said.

He turned to Trent, sure that there was another way. It had to be… "Hey, look, there's gotta be another way out of this place."

"But there isn't.", Trent shook his head. "I've been looking for months. Are you comin' or not?"

"It's all you.", Peter said, stepping away as the  Ghost Riders passed him and Stiles. Trent readied himself up just before Stiles tried to run for him only for Peter to stop Stiles, pulling him back. "Let him try.", Peter said.

They watched Trent take off running and jumped onto the back of the horse, struggling to stay onto the Ghost Rider as they kept on riding towards the invisible portal. "Come on, come on.", Peter whispered, nervous.

Trent was close enough until it was his and the other Ghost Rider's turn. The horse traveled through as well as the Ghost Rider did.

However, the portal reflected him off of the rider like a mountain ash barrier, throwing him on his back.

Before Peter or Stiles could say anything, Trent's pain-filled screams shocked them into silence as they watched him be swallowed by green like fire, burning his body into ash, only leaving behind a skeleton.

"Somehow I don't think that went the way that he was hoping.", Peter said letting out a soft breath.

"No, wait." Stiles shook his head, jumping off of the platform, and ran over to Trent's skeleton. "Stiles, he's dead. You see his face? Trust me, he's gone.", Peter emphasized.

Stiles said, frustrated. "You knew he'd die."

"I didn't know. I mean, I assumed.", Peter said with a shrug.

"Yeah," Stiles turned to Peter. "But you could have warned him."

"He was gonna do it anyway. Now, we know.", Peter said, exasperated.

"Know what?", Stiles asked.

"That we're stuck.", Peter declared, jumping down and walked towards Stiles. "It's over. We are trapped because that was our only way out."

"Or that's just what they want us to believe.", Stiles said, still feeling hopeful. 

Peter looked at him as if he'd grown another head. "What?", Peter growled. "What is it with you teenagers? You think that you're so special? You think the rules don't apply to you? Do you get it? We are dead and buried."

Stiles watched as Peter dug into his pocket, grabbing his wallet. Peter opened it up, grabbing the few bills Stiles had in there. "Money? It's worthless." He let them drop to the floor before Stiles could reach for them.

"Driver's license? Credit cards?", Peter took them out, tossing them onto the tracks. Stiles tried to grab his things. "Give me my damn wallet back.", Stiles said under his breath, getting upset.

"It's all meaningless.", Peter said and threw the wallet onto the ground and saw Stiles's keys to his Jeep in his pocket, grabbing those. "Keys?"

"Give me my keys.", Stiles frowned, panting. Peter tossed them up onto the platform. Stiles glared at Peter, his eyes glossing.

What was up with Peter's defeat? If he wasn't persistent, he wasn't Peter. He knew that. Peter wasn't a liar. Deceiving, yes, but dishonest?

He must really feel defeated.

"What, did you think you were gonna drive us out of here? Is that what you thought? Do you get it? We don't exist. And we are already forgotten.", Peter said.

"Somebody's gonna remember me.", Stiles determined.

Peter frowned at him, pulling out a picture of the 5 teens sitting on a bench. "This? This was already gone. It's not going to matter.", he said, throwing the picture down.

Stiles scrambled to catch the picture, holding it in a tight hand.

"Lydia, or Scott, Malia, Sam. They're gonna find me, all right? They'll come for me.", he stood, glaring at Peter. "But who would ever come for you?"

Peter slowly nodded at him. "You give me a call when your high school sweethearts conjure up a plan to get out of here.", he said before storming off. 

Stiles frowned, looking at the picture in his hand.

Looking at his forever growing adoration, his eyes glistened. He spent his last days in his jeep with her.

He had finally said 'I love you'. Not that he was in love with her, but a full on confession. Not just out of desperation and fear, but out of honesty. He wanted her to know. He always did.

He looked at his best friend. Though the two butted heads, that was his brother at the end of the day and he hoped Scott knew that. He wanted him to know that.

He looked at his previous lover, someone he'd help become docile. Human, once more. He believed in her. He wanted her to have a life outside of being a coyote and all though it took some time, it was worth it.

Though they didn't have the best ending, he still cared. He never stopped.

Lastly, his first friend. The girl that never failed to make him smile. The one that accepted all his shenanigans and even joined in them. He couldn't bear the thought of her forgetting him. Not after what she said.

She was the sister he never asked for, but welcomed all the same. She was his Mother Hen when her mom or Melissa wasn't able to be. He'd never ask for anything more if he could just hear her say how clumsy he was or how stupid he was to give up.

She'd fight to make sure everything was okay again.

And that's what he was gonna do. With or without Peter's help. He placed the picture into his plaid shirt's pocket, gathering his things before leaving the tracks.

#poc oc #teen wolf #stiles teen wolf #teen wolf season 6 #teen wolf stiles #stiles stilinksi #stiles stilinski #derek hale x oc #derek hale imagine #derek hale x reader #x black reader #derek hale x plus size reader #derek hale #my future tw #stydia #teen wolf x oc #teen wolf x reader #teen wolf fanfic #chubby black reader #black readers #black representation #black tumblr #black reader #chubby black oc #black ocs #black oc

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So I got the main guys of the 141st done, but what about other CoD characters? Do they have dragons? Abso-fucking-lutely! And I'm gonna continue this little series with a recently found favorite and his dragon:

König and Amsel

König

1. König is of course a title. For the sake of this AU his name is Kaleb (I refuse to call him Kilgore because that sounds WAY too extra/on the nose).

2. He is, of course, king of his own kingdom, called Edren, which borders Athana to the north.

3. He became king at fifteen, after his father was killed by an assassin from another kingdom. At the time he was considered too young to rule, but he was a fast learner and took to heart both the words of his advisors and the needs of his people.

4. Kaleb is betrothed to Princess Lyra of Athana, and has been since they were both children. There's a five year age gap between the two, and they alternated visiting each other's kingdoms during the summer months, so as to not interrupt either of their studies, until they were both adults.

5. He does deeply love Lyra, but admits he's jealous of her close connection with the Ghost of Dragon's Keep...

6. Claimed Amsel at the age of seventeen, which actually angered a lot of the common people in Athana, as they saw Amsel "The Black Bird" as their primary protector.

7. Has impeccable aim with a crossbow, on both dragon and horseback.

8. Has been teaching Lyra his language. He's basically like her own version of duolingo.

9. While a good ruler, Kaleb is a jealous man. He sees Simon as competition for his betrothed, and does what he can to keep Lyra from him while he's in Athana.

10. Let's just say hell has no fury like a giant scorned. A giant who also happens to have the second largest dragon in existence at his disposal...

Amsel

1. Known as the Black Bird to the commoners of Athana, Amsel is the second largest dragon in the known world. Only his mother Nova is bigger than him.

2. Is the brother of Lyra's dragon, Talaera. The two were nest mates and are still close. Their riders are betrothed but that doesn't mean they'll mate. Dragons are cool, but incest isn't, even among them.

3. His scales are a deep purple that they look almost black, hence the name Black Bird. His flames are deep violet with veins of black and red.

4. He can eat cattle and other livestock whole, and often does. This actually angers a lot of the farmers in Edren, who've been calling for Amsel to be locked up.

5. Is protective of his sister and family, as well as his Rider. Amsel has a relatively nasty temper towards anyone who dares to think of harming them.

6. Amsel tolerates humans. He doesn't necessarily like them, but he tries not to harm them either. They're like insects to him: sometimes fascinating, other times a pest.

7. Refuses to wear a saddle as he finds them binding. Also has a deep hatred of chains. Do not bring a chain anywhere near Amsel, as he will melt it.

8. Like his Rider sees Simon, Amsel sees Brightfire as a threat rather than competition. He believes Talaera deserves better, but Tala is stubborn in that regard.

9. He has defective muscles in his throat, so rather than roaring he screeches. His voice is a little higher pitched than one would expect (kinda like his Rider...).

10. Has no desire to be used as a weapon to hurt people, fearing he'll become as notorious as his father, Daharak the Hellborn, who is now seen as a force of evil.

And that's it for these two! I really hope you guys liked it! I have a few more characters for this AU already made (Laswell, Graves, and, because I actually do love her, Farrah). I don't know if I'll do anyone else from the game after that. If the interest is there I might take suggestions and include others in this AU. I'd like to incorporate Alejandro and Rudolfo, possibly even Valeria and even Makarov into this at some point. Let me know what you guys think!

#fanfiction #fantasy #dragons #dragon rider au #cod fanfic #cod headcanons #headcanons #fantasy au #könig #könig cod #könig headcanons

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And now, to reveal The Bracket

Beneath the cut you will find a text list of the matchups (links coming soon) as well as the media they are from.

666,

Furfur

Top Left:

Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler) vs. Lucifer (Obey Me!)

King (The Owl House) vs. Allistair Ash (Fantasy High)

Dahlia Aquino (Monster Camp) vs. Asmodeus (Puppet History)

Tahm Kench (League of Legends) vs. Gorthalax (Fantasy High)

Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls) vs. Red Son (LEGO Monkie Kid)

Homura Akemi (Puella Magi Madoka Magica) vs. Ghost Rider (Marvel)

Lorne (Buffyverse) vs. HIM (Powerpuff Girls)

Barbatos (Obey Me!) vs. Millie (Helluva Boss)

Bottom Left:

Asmodeus.exe (Pony Island) vs. Luci (Disenchantment)

Mammon (Obey Me!) vs. Devil Cookie (Cookie Run)

Courtney (Dead End: Paranormal Park) vs. Lord Garmadon (LEGO Ninjago)

Morax (Catholic Canon) vs. Ob Nixilis (Magic: the Gathering)

Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) vs. Fiddlesticks (League of Legends)

The Devil (Cuphead) vs. Lead Shax (Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-Kun)

Giratina (Pokemon) vs. Lucifer (The Bible)

n°1 (Artemis Fowl) vs. Hellboy (Marvel)

Top Right:

Crowley (Good Omens) vs. Crowley (Supernatural)

Asmodeus Alice (Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-Kun) vs. Lucifer (Shim Megami Tensai)

Amy Kiriwo (Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-Kun) vs. Gary (Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell)

Beelzebub (Catholic Canon) vs. Opera (Welcome to Demon School Iruma-Kun)

Jamie (Cryptid Crush) vs. Verdilet (Tomb Raider)

Fig Faeth (Fantasy High) vs. Leviathan (Obey Me!)

Damien LaVey (Monster Prom) vs. Temtation (The Temptations of St. Anthony by Salvador Rosa)

Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice) vs. Stolas (Helluva Boss)

Bottom Right:

Rin Okumura (Blue Exorcist) vs. Raven (Teen Titans)

Bendy (Bendy and the Ink Machine) vs. Pazuzu (Catholic Canon)

Abyssal Chicken (D&D) vs. Shredder (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Blitzo (Helluva Boss) vs. Hastur (Good Omens)

Naberius Kalego (Welcome to Demon School! Iruma-Kun) vs. Asmodeus (Obey Me!)

Moxxie (Helluva Boss) vs. Marceline (Adventure Time)

Rukia Kuchiki (Bleach: Brave Souls) vs. Luo Binghe (The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System)

Mazikeen (Sandman) vs. Furfur (the mod of this poll wait how did I end up here?)

#demonic showdown #demons #im not tagging all of them im sick

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Wait so sister imperator gave birth to copia, but he’s still the son of Lilith and lucifer, but lucifer also implied C is a son of nihil? Is this because luci and nihil did the do? And does that mean Lilith and Seestor did the tango as well? Is that how it works?

KIND OF!

Copia’s existence is wild in Praeteritum guys lol I’m so sorry.

If I could attempt to summarize it, yes, part of it involved all of them sleeping together… in the name of Satan, of course. Just imagine the “How I Met Your Mother” promo with them all in a bed, but it’s Lucifer, Lilith, Nihil, and Sister lol. So Sister finds out that Nihil is cheating on her at the same time that she discovers she’s pregnant. Sister and Nihil were open to polyamory, as you can see in my Ghost Riders fic lol, but the issue was Nihil went outside the circle of consent they had established. Lucifer had consent, random girls at rituals did not. At the time, she was planning some shit with Mr Saltarian behind closed doors, and decided to use her baby as a tool to fuel her ambition. I like to think that all the sisters of sin, which would include imperator technically, really value Lilith in the Pseudomonarchia Daemonum- which I know is an actual book, but in this case I’m using it as a general term for the actual monarchy within Hell. So Imperator proposes to the unholy mother that she wants to offer her child as a vessel for hers.

This sounds awesome, right? So the Kings of Hell see this as a perfect opportunity to conceive the antichrist. I should probably mention that Lilith and Lucifer are not technically married in this AU. In fact, the circle of kings that I’ve introduce are all pretty much together, with Lilith being the glue (bc you fall in love with the people that fall from heaven with you, I don’t make the rules) But that’s the reason she chooses Lucifer to be the father, so their son can usher in the end of the world and junk. And also, they’re in love of course. It’s a win win.

So what do they do? They do some ritual shit with blood! Lucifer and Lilith combined their blood into one and infused it into Sister, by extension Copia as well. Lilith, Lucifer, and Sister then“consummated” the ritual afterwards 😏. It probably wasn’t necessarily in the books, but Lucifer was looking at both these hot ass women, and with all his wisdom, our fallen angel says, “I think we should do it the old fashion way too, just to make sure it takes, sweet girl” (ooooh God that’s such a soft pet name. You can only imagine his regret in ever calling her that. You can only imagine how Lucifer was protective as fuck over sister for nine months, went out of his way to keep Nihil in the dark, how HAPPY he was to see Lilith so full of life and excitement after he found her so broken and hurt in that cave, how he genuinely wanted to be a father and create a perfect life as he envisioned, and his ‘sweet girl’ was going to give that to them. All of Hell mourned when Copia was born)

This is why Copia looks a little bit like Lucifer, but also has that Emeritus jaw line and nose (pre surgery). I guess technically, Copia has two moms and two dads lol. It’s a shame Salty found that Solomon pendent and he used Lucifer’s and Lilith’s blood to bind them in such a way that prohibits them for coming into contact with the antichrist as they truly are. Lilith can only offer him kind smiles in passing and gift him food she would bake on occasion as her only way of caring for Copia, knowing how badly her son needed to be told that he was valued.

Lucifer can only watch from a distance as Bishop Stell, seeing his son grow old and bitter that he’s always felt so out of touch with his own religion. Why is he the only Papa that has never heard the voice of Lucifer? Perhaps he was really never meant to be Papa. Perhaps Lucifer hates him, and that’s why he took all his brothers away.

This is derailing horribly but I have to add just one more thing on that note. Lucifer did not take the other Papas away. It was not their time. It was not in his plan for them to pass yet, but he was ready to welcome them with open arms and tell them how proud and pleased he was in their service as prophets. He held their hands and heads as the poison took its course through their bodies, invisible as the unholy master.

“You did great kiddo, I’ll see you in a minute” he smiled at Primo as he watched the light leave his eyes and his heart stop. And he waited…. And he waited…. But they never came to Hell. Bishop Stell spends a lot of nights standing over the other Papas in their caskets. He doesn’t know where their souls are. He thinks they’re stuck inside the glass caskets, but he can’t break them open.

Lucifer looked at all four of the papas as his sons, and his church took all of them from him. But this wouldn’t be the first time Lucifer was betrayed by his own people. No wonder he’s such an evil son of a bitch.

#owwwww I made myself sad with this one #guys I suck at summaries I’m so sorry #fuck man why do I write such sad shit #the band ghost au #praeteritum au #asks answered #asks are always appreciated

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Does anyone have that comic page where Ghost Rider steps on Black Panther's balls and calls him kitten because that shit was wild and I almost feel like I imagined it

(Pretty sure this was during the Johnny king of Hell era)

#ghost rider #black panther #marvel #comics