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polis-girl · 5 months
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oh God I`m so much miss him T---T
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noirs-pages · 1 year
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Raizel 1
Summary: Raizel meets a creature donning the skin of a human. From the deep sea to this ocean-locked land, you asked him a question.
(Nobody can escape Eldritch Reader. If I can, I will make it. Because I can, so therefore I will. Also I really didn't like the last third of the story. Too many fights. Too many loose ends that were never tied. Oh well. My writing, my world, my oyster.)
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Nothing more than a suspicion, a rumor told to Raizel through the lips of the ever talkative Lord who so enjoys the gossips of the humans in these vast territories.
"'A calamity will be upon our shores' a fisherman once said, 'the sea, she whispers rather than roars. Something has her scared and I don't think I want to be anywhere near what it spits out. I'm taking my family and going.' Humans instincts are certainly interesting, don't you think?"
He never stated if it was a false rumor nor dismissed it as a humorous tale. Humans are weak, fearful beings with an inner strength that simply doesn't match their bodies. If they could, well what use would the nobles be? The purpose ingrained in them since birth would be denied at a such a thing, and Raizel can't think of a better way to go. A world of humans that simply don't need them anymore, a world where the shackles upon his being, upon the nobles that he silently protects, broken to do as they pleased.
Such a place does not exist, not at this moment. Perhaps the day will never come.
Humans gossip and share so many stories and fables. To the older nobles, they're laughable, but to those even older, to those ancient, they know how very real these tales are to the weaker beings. Truth can be dissected from the false and it is his purpose to watch, wait and discover the truth that many others would rather turn a blind eye to.
And so here Raizel stands, upon the white-gold sands that welcome the gentle ocean as it barely touches the tips of his shoes. There's not a single human in sight. The winds carry not a single whisper of their presence, however, it was not alone.
You were there, sitting on a wooden dock who's legs have long been eaten by the salt of the sea and by time. A well used dock that had witness to many a maiden voyage. A dock on the verge of collapsing, all it would need would be a strong wave. And yet there's not a single ripple of movement in the water around you. A perfectly silent sea, a makeshift pond, surrounded by an ocean that roared and rains that cut.
This spot could've been a paradise for the wind-chilled, but to Raizel, it reminded him of his own home. Many would call him a fool for walking and standing besides you. The Lord would join him with a gentle smile on his face. He's always so jubilant towards him and the other nobles while so gentle at the mention of humans.
Raizel also has a feeling he would still be gentle, even at beings that pretend to be human.
You didn't turn around, eyes empty of human understanding gazed into the horizon beyond.
"How do I tell them?" you asked, an arm resting on your knee, "How do I tell that cluster of humans, that 'family,' that their kin was consumed by me?"
"…why would you feel the need to?" This remark was not meant to sound callous. It's simple curiosity. A test, of sorts. In all his long life, Raizel is not ignorant of the monsters that may crawl in nature. To an extent, Raizel always felt there was something lurking just beneath his vision. However, Raizel was not a fighter, he was a guardian that turns into one if need be. He will not shun a guest, unless their intentions are less than neutral.
"…because this human deserves it." you touched your own face, as though missing the warmth it once held, "because the family that raised this human deserves it. This urge is weird. I'm not familiar with such feelings that are not hunger. And the cold."
And who was he to ignore someone that suffers in their loneliness?
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xitemo · 15 days
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Art I commissioned from the artist years ago and just recently refound- https://www.deviantart.com/wen-m Pictured here: Xitemo Raizel
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sadseraphart · 2 years
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Rai my beloved 🍜
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bandomfandombeyond · 1 year
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"there's simply no need for begging, not when it is something between us"
raizel is the best friend tbh even if he is an 800 year old weirdo
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priestessrosery · 2 years
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Prompts:#1
Trigger Warnings:Slight Yandere behavior,manipulative themes,a pinch of stockholm syndrome etc.
About:Yandere Raizel.
An Alternate Universe where Raizel didn't like the way Frankenstein goes around flinging himself at stronger enemies and shit while staying with him in Lukedonia.
Raizel is afraid Frankenstein will leave him as well or he might need to eliminate Frankenstein because of his duties as the Noblesse.As the Noblesse it is his duty to eliminate any and all threats against Lukedonia.However,due to the years he hasn't been with anyone,the idea of a once again empty mansion is now scaring him.He never thought he would eventually be afraid of anything,let alone be obsessed,with something or someone.He couldn't imagine a world where Frankenstein isn't there to make him tea or make him worry.
So,He decided to take on a part time job of eliminating the possibility in which Frankenstein would stray away from him.
The only way he could think of,as of the moment is,to be frank,*pun intended*
To fully asume control of Frankenstein.To make Frankenstein his,literally and metaphorically.
He knows that isn't what the bond does.He knows he still doesn't have any form of control over Frankenstein's decision making.Which is precisely why he has to do this.He doesn't want to always have to use mind control.Besides,that isn't permanent.
If Frankenstein gets tired of him,gets bored because he is very mundane,something Raizel won't deny.After all,Frankenstein IS human,humans have such short lives that staying with something or someone for decades can be quite boring,especially with someone like him.
He knows that Frankenstein will seek out thrill and other 'humany' stuff he still doesn't have a good handle on.
And he is also aware that one of the things Frankenstein does to get thrilled is flinging himself at almost everyone he wants to,even darting forth the Lord,Seer.
(It's the Previous Lord's name *obviously*,he might sulk if we only use the title "Previous Lord" to address him.)
This.This will give him 100% assurance better than any leading brand of insurance companies,that Frankenstein will stay with him forever and ever.It will make sure Frankenstein won't ever be in danger,won't ever be in trouble again.He won't have to come home to Raizel bloodied and bruised anymore cuz he'll never leave the mansion anymore!Unless it's of utmost necessity.
Seer once came to question Raizel's decision,whether he actually likes this new Frankenstein.
Raizel,being lonely for ages,thinks he enjoys this.
Raizel asks if Seer plans on getting involved or plans to stop him.
Seer saying it depends if Raizel decides to cross any more lines he knows he shouldn't cross.
Raizel asking what if he does.
Seer saying Raizel will regret it if he does so.
Raizel asking what Seer meant.
Seer saying he won't interfere with anything since he believes Raizel is at the right age and condition to do so,but now he doubts himself.
Raizel says that he won't hesitate to get Seer out the way if he does,in any form or kind,makes a move that somehow oppresses or opposes his decision.
Seer says he still has to raise Raskreia so he definitely won't.
Seer leaves and never interferes with anything,like he said.
Clarifications:
Frankenstein is made to act like a doll.Frankenstein is a doll.
Frankenstein's mind is all
"I love Master."
"I'll follow him wherever he goes."
"I'll obey his orders no matter what."
"If he punishes me,I definitely did something to deserve it."
"Everything Master does is for my sake."
Lies,lies and more lies continue to seep into the mad scientist's head.Will Raizel be able to let go of Frankenstein?Will Frankenstein be able to stop clinging on Raizel's sweetly devouring embrace?
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chengsandagan111 · 2 years
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Found my good ol' huuuge grid notebook and decided to draw my ex-husbando. 😂✨ CADIS ETRAMA DI RAIZEL. He'll always be my first love. 💕 Anyone read/watch the series NOBLESSE? The manhwa is a really good one to binge read! 👏🏻 #noblesse #cadisetramadiraizel #fanart #noblessewebtoon #noblesseanime #raizel https://www.instagram.com/p/CiO3DqXBVWG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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dementedfilament · 6 months
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Hestia Espinosa
“That’s…” Pippa and Nalo clung to each other, squeezing their hands tightly, “That’s so sad…”
“That story is about the book you lent me, yes?” Cedric asked.
Kory nodded.
“About a person erased so thoroughly, she cannot be found even in private records.”
“She did exist!” The orange-haired girl protested. “She was a student at our school!”
Uncertain glances were traded around the room.
Cedric raised a pacifying hand. “I believe you. However, it is difficult to locate someone who you alone have bore witness to.”
Her expression fell further.
“I haven’t given up. I will find your friend.” Eyes full of skeptical hope met his. “The worlds in which I’m in contact hold many secrets. She is surely one confined within them. And I will unveil it in due time.”
After one last prolonged gaze, her body relaxed. Beside her, Hestia and Kenny offered pats on the back.
“Shall we continue?”
Kory snuffed the candle, signaling to Cedric’s apprentice to speak. “We shall.”
***
In the dead of night, something stirred Hestia from her sleep. Pawing at her legs was a black cat—a cyclops flicking a forked tail of four.
‘Lucky.’ The name arose through the young witch’s intuition. Though, the cat merely appeared to smile at her.
“...Why are you here?”
‘Come with me.’ It leapt away, soaring through the second-story window.
Hestia sprinted to the sill, finding that Lucky had landed perfectly in the grass, and patiently awaited her to join.
After sending a text, she successfully escaped the academy. “Where are we going?”
Whether the creature didn’t respond or she was simply unable to detect it, she didn’t know.
Through the aster meadows, the thousand little flowers parted around them as they strolled into the forest. The stars of the dirt replaced those of the sky. As they traversed, Hestia brought her hands together. ‘Protect me, my Warden.’
Several silent minutes of pitch black.
Eating away at the darkness, an unnatural soft light filtered from an unfamiliar opening. Tangling roots bled into thick, thorned vines devouring the space beyond the forest. Crumbling buildings littered the area, with peaks and towers held into place by the spiraling vines. Brilliant roses dotted the sea of green in a meager attempt to liven the pestilent atmosphere.
“What…what happened to this place?”
Lucky paused, as if to allow the young witch to acclimate. She patted for her phone, but the pocket in which she had placed it was empty. The opposite pocket, her shoes, her bra, even her small buns…the device wasn’t in any feasible location on her person.
Along with that, she could no longer hear the voices of Azokhra. Those plaguing whispers she’d become accustomed to, nor the presence or voice of her Warden. Total silence filled her brain for the first time in several months.
She felt the air leave her lungs.
In only a short time, the cat continued through a safe path for them to walk. Through the wreckage, Hestia felt a weight gradually pressing on her shoulders.
A lone tower stood at the center of the devastation. Vines pouring out the single window indicated the origin of the disaster. And as they drew closer, a haunting melody could be heard streaming across the stagnant air.
Without hesitation, Lucky leapt over the vines, ignoring Hestia’s protests and leading her inside the tower up a cracked, winding staircase. “Where are you…taking me…?” she breathed, placing a hand on the cold stone for support. That terribly burdening aura now rendered her nearly incapable of movement the further she climbed.
Up the merciless steps, they were led to a large, suffocating room. The vines were delicately arranged to allow access to its amenities and furnishings. A garden of roses filled the air with a sickenly pungent smell.
That burden on her back threatened Hestia’s knees, but she forced her body to remain strong in the presence of a young woman; the source of the melody rested by the window. She was still idly singing until she noticed she had company. “Oh? A visitor?”
The woman turned, revealing her vivid red eyes and soft green skin. The dangling vines circling the room all lead back to her—to her head. She wore a gown reminiscent of a princess, green as all the thorns acting as her hair.
Hestia looked towards Lucky, only to find herself abandoned.
“What has brought you here?”
She hesitated. “Do you…need help?”
“...Help?”
“Yes. I…don’t know if I can help you myself, but I know someone who—”
“Oh…” The princess frowned. “You can’t help me?”
Hestia faltered. “No, I…I can, but I, myself, cannot—”
“They never can anyways,” she continued. “Men, women, those inbetween. All have tried, and all have failed. You are no different.”
Blurs of green seized Hestia’s body, pulling at her limbs, piercing her skin, and squeezing her throat.
“You are all food for my garden.” She slowly approached her new captive, stroking the witch’s face with her spiked hands. “You are small, but you have power. The garden will be pleased.”
Slipping around the vines, Lucky appeared and leapt onto the princess’s face. She shrieked as tiny claws thrust into her eye, ripping the organ from its socket. Redness bloomed down her face as she captured the cat and hurled it into her wall of thorns.
Hestia cried out, but the creature phased through the greenery.
“You are always…” the princess uttered through gnashing teeth, “You are always trying to hurt me!!”
Pain seared through the young witch’s body. Unable to speak in their defense, memories of her life in Guatemala and Featherfall flashed through her mind in a desperate attempt to bring her to peace.
But then, the princess’s expression twisted into that of terror.
And Hestia blacked out.
Then, she woke up in her bed. It was a bright, ordinary morning filled with school bells and chirping birds.
Beside her, a text in reply.
Scaretober 2023
Brisk Wind on a Dark Trail
Midnight Moon
Gargoyle's Watch
Cold Stones in the Fog
Spirits Rising
Haunted House
Witching Hour
Bubbling Cauldron
Candy
Eyes
Spider Silk
Feathers
Tail
Scales
Fangs or Talons
An Offering of Blood
Dark Ritual
Spook Scary Skeletons
Carnivàle Morte
Still-Beating Heart
Sharpened Blade
Mask
Looming Shadows
The Devil's Hand
Monster
Reflection in the Mirror
Rusted Chains
Stitches
Precious Jewels
Incantation
Halloween
Epilogue
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savvymarketer · 1 year
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Another version on Demon queen Raizel. This tome with wings. This is an extremely detailed model and fun to print. Print was done in 8 pieces with my Saturn printers. Overall time was 15hrs at 0.03un. Parts fit like a glove to each other so well pleased with the way this model turned out. Will be in my store later this week🙂. Original files by Gaz minis👍 #gazminis #ct3dpminiatures #ct3dp #Queen #Raizel #Demon #fantasy #3Dprints #resinmodels #miniatures #dnd #tabletop #rpg https://www.instagram.com/p/CnRO754LNBV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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vongulli · 1 year
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<3<3<3
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ahli-stuff · 8 months
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6 years and my tastes have changed very little
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jibunwo · 5 months
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Use magz ask as excuse gush n scream whatever are think of
frankenstein and raizels relationship is so weird bc theyre absolutely two old men with a gay thing going on but also one of the old men is a high schooler and the other one is the principal.
“why is an old man a high schooler” idk maybe high school is fun if youre thousands of years old. maybe its only fun if the guy who runs the place has devoted his entire life to making you happy and engraved “i am the captain of my fate i am the master of my soul” right next to the entrance gate even though the literal master of his soul is you and also he saved you a seat by the window even though youd been missing for over 800 years. maybe the mind reading helps.
damn now im thinking about how at the beginning frankenstein and raizels dynamic is set up pretty clearly as “an ancient and powerful being and his most loyal servant” and you dont question that bc loyal servants are something that ancient and powerful beings have but then you find out that the way this happened was that frankenstein broke into his house and pretended to be his butler in order to avoid some guys chasing him (for crimes that he absolutely committed but were probably too funny to deserve punishment) and then just. never stopped… and then in ten years he was like yeah my life belongs to him forever i think <3 LIKE DUDE? hes insane. and raizel enjoys it bc he loves insane people.
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escspace · 8 months
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Rough color exploration. :)
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zwy01 · 11 months
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Tao invites everyone to a party in his room!! Time to show off his nail polish collection! I’d imagine him to own at least a few hundred bottles of polish haha. Everyone gets their nails colored. FUN!
Someone’s a bit late, but that’s fine! Loll
Frankenstein actually did get an invitation from Tao but he was busy so he didn’t really pay attention, so naturally he missed it. It’s the hour, Frankenstein doesn’t show up, so Tao starts the party anyway. Frankenstein is confused why everyone seems to be missing. Seira volunteers to pick him up. Chaos ensues.
As for Rai, he doesn’t mind being in a noisy room full of crumbs. It’s actually quite fun. A new experience. Frankenstein is terrified, though. Lol.
Tao will be lucky if all he gets is a scolding.
Enjoy!
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crazylover820 · 11 months
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Frankenstien you’re the type that don’t listen
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polis-girl · 11 months
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