#spiral snake bracelet

[the-insouciant-scientist]

Oh, I just realized I never posted this here! A T8 charm bracelet I made for @the-dye-stained-socialite, made with shrinky dinks :-) A lot of the designs were speculative or artistic takes on in-game descriptions, but it was a lot of fun to make!

#fl #fallen london #art #one of my favorite details is the impossible theorem honestly #because like. how do you draw that? so i drew a mirror wreathed in snakes and lettered 'this is so this is not so' in an endless spiral #until i ran out of space skbdksbd #and theres a correspondence sigil hidden in the breath of the void #done in sharpie and colored around with colored pencil. nearly invisible. i was so proud of that one #the scientist scribbles #man id love to make more fl charm bracelets over time they're so nice to create

[simphornies]

Good Morning/Afternoon/Night!

Can I please request a Vox x Female Angel Reader but it's more based on this KDrama show of Son-o Gong and Jin seon mi

Where Son-O Gong(Vox) have this bracelet on his wrist would that would always gripped onto his heart whenever and if he ever made Jin seon mi(Reader) Sad or Scared?

And the fact only Reader is able to take the bracelet off of him but the thing is...Reader still doesn't trust him and unfortunately to Box's dismay his power of hipnotizing someone doesn't work on Reader to take the bracelet off...

(PS: If Reader is happy or Content or anything but sad or scared Box will remain unharmed by the bracelet's power)

A/N: Honestly, I haven't watched that show. I wish I could but I don't have Netflix </3 Anyways I hope this is good enough for your request anon! It was a fun write. I apologize if it's not what you wanted. I also don't know how to title this <3

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Vox x Reader

The last extermination was filled with casualties on both sides. Hell and Heaven lost souls. You, however, lost your absolute sanity after the extermination. You tried to stop the extermination and almost caused an uprising. You deliberately caused disorder within the heavenly principles that led to you falling like Lucifer while everyone in Hell had their guards up. You snuck into a tall building with three V’s at the top, hoping someone wouldn’t catch you.

Unfortunately for you, the overlord that owned the building caught you as soon as you walked in. You two made eye contact. He was in absolute shock, maybe with a little bit of fear, that there’s now a whole angel in his lobby. Before he could make a move to attack, you flew straight towards him and clasped a bracelet on his wrist that immediately adjusted its size to his wrist. He felt a shift in his body, his heart felt tight. The bracelet was one that you had made, a special bracelet that gave you a little bit of control on the wearer and gauged off of your emotions.

You were scared after being spotted, causing the bracelet to immediately send a tightness in his chest, bringing him to the ground.

“What the fuck is this?” Vox cussed, clutching his chest with his claws, almost ripping his suit. “I didn’t do shit. What do you want from me? Who are you? What business does an angel have in my building?”

“I…” You cleared your throat and stood tall, “My name is Y/N. That bracelet is now connected to your heart. You are under my control. You won’t be able to take or break it off.” Your fear subsided and so did the pain in Vox’s chest. He took deep breaths, choosing to stay on the floor as he looked up at you. “I’ve fallen from Heaven. I want you to take me in. We can make a deal. I’ll provide you assistance and protection in exchange for a place to live and funds to do so for as long as I desire.”

Though you held yourself with confidence, Vox didn’t miss the gloss over your eyes as if you were just crying. He slowly gets up, the height difference between you two becoming obvious as he now looks down at you. “Alright, angel.” He held his hand out to you, “A deal then. Not like I have a choice, do I?”

You reached for his hand to shake it but before you could take it, he grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you close to him. An arm snaked around your waist and he looked you in the eyes. His left eye started to spiral, “Why don’t you take this bracelet off for me, Y/N?” His voice was laced with a video sound effect. He was trying to hypnotize you.

You stared at him with an unimpressed look. His grin faltered at your expression. “Excuse my profanity but what the fuck are you doing?”

He blinked, eye no longer spiraling. He pulled away, “Fuck does it not work on you?” He mumbled to himself.

You tilted your head before realizing what he was trying to do. “Oh.” You laughed a bit at his attempt to which he side-eyes you for. “Sorry. I forgot to tell you. Your ‘powers’ won’t work on me as long as you have that bracelet on.” You pat his shoulder, “Nice try though!”

Vox groaned, “And you didn’t start with that? What else does this shit have?”

“Why would I tell you that?” You smiled at him, holding your hands behind your back, “Just be a good boy for me and you won’t get hurt, okay? Let’s be friends.”

“Friends?” He scoffed, “I’m stuck under your ‘control’ or whatever that fuckin’ means and you want to be friends?”

“Look Mr. Flatscreen Head, do you really think I’m gonna be stuck in here without some sort of security?” You huffed, “I can’t trust you but you’re stuck with me, deal or not, you can’t get that bracelet off and if you do anything to me…Well. You’ll find out.”

“First of all,” He crossed his arms, squinting at you, “My name is Vox. Not Flatscreen Head. And second of all. That’s a fair point. You’re smarter than you look and I’m not really going to test anything out with this tacky device. Shit hurt when you first put it on.”

You squinted back at him, “Tacky?” You say, offended. “It’s not my fault you can’t rock gold.”

He gasped, “How dare you say I can’t rock gold. I can most definitely rock gold.”

You rolled your eyes, “Yeah whatever you say, Vox.” Your voice was laced with sass.

Vox didn’t want to admit it, but the way you say his name was like music to his ears. He straightened his suit and held his hands behind his back, copying you. “Whatever. You can stay here. On one condition.”

You raised an eyebrow at him, “Bold of you to order conditions considering you’re stuck in that bracelet. But I’ll allow it, what is it?”

“You stay in my room.”

“What? Why?”

“Look at you.” He gestured to your outfit and your very obviously angelic hair style. “You’re obviously not from here. And I can’t guarantee someone will try some shit knowing there’s an angelic being in here. And I can keep you safe there better than if you were in your own room, I’ll be closer so if there’s anything you need, I’m there.”

You squint, crossing your arms, “Sounds like a trap.”

He blinked and held out the wrist that the bracelet was on, “I’m the one that’s really trapped here.”

“Fine.” You say, giving in, “Whatever. But I want my own bed. I’m not sleeping next to you. I don’t know what your sinful motives are.”

He raised an eyebrow, “Of course you’ll get your own bed. Wait…” A smirk crept up on his face, “You thought you were going to be in the same bed as me?” He leaned close to your face, “What were you thinking I was going to do to you, huh? Somethin’ dirty, angel?”

Your face turns red as you push his screen away, “N-No! I…” You groaned, covering your face as you turned your head away, “Shut up! I wasn’t thinking of such things with you.”

He grabbed your chin and made you look at him. He takes in your red face, “You know…I wouldn’t mind doing some sinful things with a beauty like you, angel.”

You were going to explode and your heart felt funny. You knew you couldn’t trust demons and this might just be one of his tricks to get you to take the bracelet off. You were unbelievably flustered and tried to pull away from him but he just snaked his arm around your waist, one of his claws gently tracing where your wings popped out of, making them flutter.

“Now that I look closer at you, I wouldn’t mind being stuck to you.” He grins, a teasing tone obvious in his voice.

“Free me from your grasp, demon! Let me go!” You protest as you retract your wings into your body to stop him from messing with the base. “Just take me to the damn room!”

With one swift movement, you were now being carried in his arms. “I’ll take you there, no need to walk.” He winked.

“Stop flirting with me for fucks sake.” You complained. Your face could not get any redder at his boldness.

“Hmmm…No. It’s actually fun for me. I’m stuck under your control and with you. Might as well make the situation worth it.”

.

And that’s how you and Vox first met when you fell in Hell a year ago. His flirty advances never wavered over the months you spent with him. You often caught him trying to sneak into your bed when you were going to sleep to which you simply just roughly pushed him off with your wings, not even bothering to turn your body to face him. Over the span of the year, the two of you grew to be close friends and trusted each other with secrets. You often spent time accompanying him to business meetings as an extra form of intimidation to push other sinners to agree to the deals he offered. Your sanity was drained at every attempt. You didn’t want to admit it, but you enjoyed the attention he gave you.

With your presence, his power grew and so did your love and admiration for each other. None of you admitted to each other of said feelings but to the other Vees, who you also became close friends with, it was quite obvious. The looks you two would exchange with each other, your hands brushing by each other seemingly on accident but definitely on purpose, the way one side of your wings wrapped slightly curved around him during business meetings while the other remained straighter and the endless gifts you two would give each other.

Vox quickly found out what the bracelet’s powers did to him. He misplaced his anger at you once when he was going on an angry rampage about Alastor. He said something that was directed at Alastor and you came in at the wrong time. You thought he was talking badly about you, his harsh words made you cry and as soon as you did, Vox’s heart was in pain. He clutched his chest while you weeped. He sucked up his pain and chilled his anger out. He comforted you, reassuring you that he didn’t mean for that to be directed at you. He held you close to him as you calmed down. He rubbed your back, immediately soothing you. He wiped the tears off of your face. “Stop crying, your face wasn’t made for so much sorrow.”

Your sadness was quickly replaced with a warm fuzzy feeling in your chest the moment what he said processed in your head. The instant you weren’t sad anymore, Vox no longer felt the tightness in his chest. You simply leaned into his hug, your face burying into his chest. His scent was something that you grew accustomed to so much that it brought you comfort whenever he wasn’t around. As soon as you calmed down enough, the intimate position you were both in made you two unbelievably flustered. His systems began to rise in heat but neither of you wanted to pull away because that meant looking at each other after this moment.

So you two just stayed there for a while in silence. It took a lot of bravery for Vox to pull away to excuse himself. “My system’s overheating. From the pain! The pain! Nothing else. I have to fix that. I’ll see you later.” He quickly states before teleporting away. You put your hands up to your cheeks, feeling the warmth on them, “I’m overheating too…” You mumbled to yourself.

Velvette and Valentino enjoyed the increase in power ever since you came into the picture so they dropped their guards around you, no longer seeing you as a threat after a while. You and Velvette would often chat with each other, talking shit about anything and everything you both found entertaining. She’d constantly post pictures of you two whenever you would hang out with her. You and Valentino would talk about wing care all the time, often helping him clean his wings as you two talked about the latest trends and his latest porn shoots (which you would always get flustered at).

One day, you confided in them both about the way Vox made you feel in grave detail. Valentino and Velvette glanced at each other before dying a second time from laughter. You got flustered at their reactions.

“I’m so serious! Stop laughing! I’m having a crisis!” You yelled at them, your face turning into a bright red. “I don’t get it.”

“Y/N! Are you fuckin’ serious?” Velvette managed to say in between laughs, “For an ‘intelligent angel’ from Heaven” She spoke, doing an air quotes gesture with her fingers, “You’re pretty dense.”

“Oh my god. Please.” Valentino wheezed out, “My stomach hurts from laughing too much. I can’t believe you said all of that.”

“Will you two quit bullying me and tell me what’s going on? I don’t understand any of this.” You begged. You sat there, arms crossed with a displeased expression on your face as you watched them get the laughing out of their system.

After what seemed like forever, the two Vees took deep breaths in and they each put a hand on one of your shoulders.

“Y/N.” They said in unison.

“You want to fuck him.” Valentino says.

“You’re in love with him.” Velvette said, at the same time as Valentino.

You blinked at them, “No. That can’t possibly be-”

“Y/N! Are you seriously that dumb?” Velvette facepalmed, “Okay look. Think of it this way. How would you feel if Vox started dating somebody that wasn’t you?”

You pondered for a moment and you felt your heart drop. And it all hit you. You were in love with him.

“Oh my god.” You gasp, “Fuck. Fuck! What do I do about this?” Panic set in. You can’t possibly look at Vox normally after coming to this realization.

“I think you two should fuck.” You and Velvette stared at him with disappointed faces to which he responded with a shrug, “That’s what I’d do.”

Velvette smacks him in the arm before averting her attention back to you. “How about this…I’ll set you both up on a date and you confess to him.”

“A date?! Why would Vox want to go on a date with me? He doesn’t even feel the same way.”

“Oh my fucking god.” Velvette groaned, “Are you serious?”

“He literally eye fucks you.” Valentino said, grinning with delight.

“Stop! No he doesn’t.”

“Y/N. Babes. I love you. I appreciate you. But you are so fucking stupid sometimes.” Velvette groaned, “He’s literally constantly all up on you. He flirts with you.”

“He stares at your ass when you walk by him.” Valentino added, puffing out red smoke.

“And didn’t you say he constantly tries to sneak into your bed at night? The signs are all there, you are so dense.”

It didn’t take a lot of effort for Velvette and Valentino to shove you into the hottest outfit Velvette could create and Valentino agreed on. Everything happened so fast after you confided in the two that you were now sitting in a fancy restaurant waiting for Vox to arrive.

Vox was forced into the best suit, one that matched your outfit, that Velvette made. They didn’t tell him why he was going out in such an outfit or who he was going to meet. They just shoved him in a car that brought him to the restaurant. He was led into a private area separated from other tables with a velvet curtain.

As soon as the curtain is lifted, Vox looks at the table where you were sitting in shock. You get up and walk over to greet him, “H-Hey!” You nervously spoke, “I’m guessing they didn’t tell you why you were here?”

Vox took in the sight of you, internally saving the sight into one of his folders. You looked absolutely gorgeous in front of him. “No…They, uh…” He was unable to form words, too distracted by your beauty. “They just uh…” His systems started to fail him, there were sparks coming out of him.

“They insisted we go on a date together…” You blushed, looking away from him as to not look at the way he admired you. “I need to talk to you.”

He regained his composure at your explanation, “A date?! We’re on a date?” He asks, a bit too excitedly as his tone changes. He clears his throat, “Please. Please, sit.”

He zapped over to the chair you were on and pulled it out for you. You gave him a shy smile and sat down as he pushed you closer to the table before taking a seat for himself across from you. “Soooo…” He nervously fidgeted with the edges of his suit, “What…did you want to talk about?”

“Well…Well okay. Um. First! I want to take the bracelet off of you.” Your words brought a shocked expression on his face.

“Really? What…what made you choose to do that?” He glanced at the bracelet on his wrist, something he grew accustomed to.

“Well that brings me to my second point…” You nervously laugh and break eye contact with him. You fidgeted with your hair, “I think I…developed some…feelings for you?” You whispered low enough for him not to hear.

“What was that?” He leaned closer over the table.

“I like you!” You blurt out. “I think I’ve been liking you for a little bit. And I don’t want you to be bound to me by that bracelet so I’m taking it off!” Without making eye contact, you slid the bracelet off of his wrist. “I don’t need this anymore. If you don’t like me, it’s fine. I get it. I just…I needed to tell you.” You looked up at him, his face was filled with astonishment which made you nervously laugh and keep talking to fill the silence.

“I was talking to Velvette and Valentino and they were saying silly things like how you like me back! Haha…I know that can’t be true but I know I do like you. I just keep feeling all warm and fuzzy around you. And whenever you’re not in our room at night, I’d miss your scent and your attempts at sneaking into my bed. I told them that and that’s when they told me I actually have feelings for you and I just didn’t realize it. You don’t have to return them! Um…It’s fine! This is actually really silly-”

While you were blabbering over and over about how much you liked him, Vox stood next to you. You didn’t realize it until he pulled you up from your chair and held you close to him. Your body was pressed up against his and he had his hand around your waist. You turn a bright red at this action. “Vox? What are you-”

“I like you too, angel.” He spoke softly before giving you a kiss. Your wings popped out of your back in surprise, feathers all fluffed out. You shut your eyes and kissed him back, loosely wrapping your arms around his neck. Your heart was pounding and you can feel his was too. The kiss you two shared wasn’t long but it felt like eternity to you both. It wasn’t until then that you realized his usual blue screen had turned into a pinkish red. Was he…blushing? Is that how he blushed? “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for that. I thought you didn’t like me. I’ve just been hoping my flirting would work on you.”

You looked up at him and smiled, “Well…To an extent, it sure did help.” You left a kiss on his screen.

He cupped your cheek in his hand, “Does this mean we’re dating now?”

“Silly question. Yes, it does.”

You two share another passion filled kiss before continuing your date, laughing and drinking the night away.

.

“Hey babe.” Vox slides next to you on a rolling chair while you work, grinning with delight.

“Yes, Vox?” You responded, not looking at him.

“Did it hurt?”

Your attention and gaze was now on him, squinting in suspicion. “Did…what hurt?”

“When you fell from Heaven.” He winked at you.

“Vox.”

“Yes, baby?”

“Think fast.” You quickly say before smacking him with your wing, knocking him off of his chair.

“Ow! That hurt!” He whined.

You rolled your eyes and continued your work, giggling a bit. “Terrible line.”

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #vox x reader #hazbin hotel vees #vox hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel velvette #hazbin hotel valentino

[eucanthos]

Kore 670

Attic workshop (wider region of Athens), Archaic Period, 520-510 BC. Marble from Paros H: 1.15 m. Acropolis Museum

Discovered in 1886 in the so-called "Korai Pit" northwest of the Erechtheion, Athens Acropolis

Unlike the rest of the Korai she is dressed in only a long sleeve chiton secured with seven relief buttons and is decorated with painted rosettes. With her left hand pulls aside her chiton’s central fold, decorated with light-coloured meanders on a dark blue background, today lost. The same blue colour was used in bands around the neckline and the diagonal folds near the chiton’s hem. In her right hand, sculpted from a separate piece of marble, the Kore would have held her offering to the goddess Athena.

On her head she wears a stephane with painted palmettes spirals and lotus flowers, while added metal ornaments, perhaps lotus buds, would have been secured in the holes drilled on the upper surface of the stephane. Her ears are adorned with circular earrings decorated with rosettes and her left wrist covers a bracelet in the form of a snake rendered in relief. Traces of red colour can be seen on her lips and irises while black paint was used to accentuate the contour of her eyes.

full text and explanatory links at

https://www.theacropolismuseum.gr/en/statue-kore-5

#sculpture #masterpiece #Kore #Acropolis #Athens #Athena #temple #archeology #profile #red #hair #smile #rare

[godlizzza]

if you’re still taking prompts, maybe teen danbert at summer camp?? :o

Herbert sighed as he slipped his feet into the cool water of the lake. He leaned back against the soft birch behind him, the warm breeze blowing off the water rustling the branches above him. He stared out at the pier where a group of campers were laughing and jumping into the lake, swimming between posts and splashing each other. Herbert observed their grinning faces, hair plastered to their wet skin, and delighted squeals as they attempted to wrestle each other into the water. He watched on and shrank back further against the tree.

His parents had seemed to treat science camp as a last-ditch effort to get him to make friends before he started high school in the fall. Herbert, however, was treating the experience as a mission: get in, get out without being noticed. So far, he'd been successful. Everyone else seemed to have grouped up already, braiding friendship bracelets and sharing ghost stories around the campfire, leaving Herbert blessedly alone.

Just six more weeks, Herbert thought, closing his eyes and tipping his head back against the soft bark.

"Hey there!"

Herbert startled violently at the voice suddenly in his ear. He scuttled backwards like a crab, nearly pitching over into the water, until his shoulder hit a root snaking out of the ground, and he fell back on his butt in the dirt.

"Woah, sorry!" said the same voice and Herbert found himself blinking up into a pair of warm brown eyes. His assailant was a boy of about his own age with floppy brown hair and an uncertain smile. He held a hand out to Herbert. "I didn't mean to scare you."

Herbert squinted at the offered hand and sat up on his own, ignoring it. As he dusted the dirt off his shoulders, he tried to quell his racing heartbeat, but this boy wouldn't stop looking at him.

"If you didn't mean to scare me then why did you sneak up on me?" Herbert snapped.

The boy blinked down at him before drawing his hand back. "I wasn't trying to sneak up on you, you just didn't hear me. You looked like you were falling asleep."

"I wasn't," Herbert hissed, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff.

This was what Herbert had been worried about. People talking to him. Expecting him to talk back. Making conversation.

Except Herbert was terrible at making conversation. He could never seem to muster up the effort to pretend to care about whatever the other person was saying. Forcing a polite smile and nodding along weren't skills he had in his wheelhouse.

"Well, anyway," the boy went on. "You're, uh, Gilbert, right? I'm Dan."

"It's Herbert," Herbert corrected and Dan flashed him an apologetic smile.

"Right. Sorry. Well, uh, you left your notebook in the mess hall last night," Dan said, fishing the spiral notebook Herbert had been searching for all day.

Herbert gasped at the sight of it and swiped it out of Dan's hands. He cradled it close to his chest, the knot of anxiety that had been sitting beneath his ribs loosening until he could breathe easy.

"I thought you might want it back," Dan explained, scratching the back of his neck and glancing off to the side.

Herbert peered up at him, frowning at the spots of colour dotting Dan's cheeks. "How'd you know it was mine?"

Dan looked back at him and coughed into his fist. "You were sitting at, like, the table next to mine and all I could hear all through dinner was this scritch, scritch. Every time I looked over at you, you were writing something."

Herbert didn't reply. He'd been writing theories about how alien life could exist without sunlight, something dumb he'd never admit to anyone else, and here was some stranger who'd had his notes for almost a full day.

"I read some of it," Dan said, causing Herbert's brain to skid to a halt. But when he looked at Dan the other boy was grinning at him. "I don't think I understood all of it, but it sounded really cool!" He dropped to sit beside Herbert, shucking his own shoes and dipping his feet in the water. "You really think it's possible that aliens exist?"

Herbert was slow to reply. "Well...yes. Theoretically, almost anything is possible. It's possible that if you jump out of a tree, the particles of your body and the particles of the ground will line up in just the right way that you'll fall straight through the earth. It's unlikely, but possible."

"Woah," Dan breathed. "That'd be wicked."

"I'd be worried about where I'd get stuck," Herbert, who had spent an inordinate amount of time contemplating this, said.

Dan nodded and they sat in silence for a moment before Dan was sidling up to him, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "You know, there are stories that a UFO crashed here."

This caught Herbert's attention. He sat up straighter, leaning into Dan's space. He suddenly forgot all about how much he hated talking to people, interested instead with the way this guy was vibrating at talk of aliens and UFOs.

"Really?" Herbert asked.

"Yeah!" Dan exclaimed. "My uncle was a camp counsellor here when he was in college. He said people would talk about this weird crater in the woods and how if you went near it, you'd start sleepwalking in the night. Like the aliens could get in your head or something." He sounded out of breath with how delighted he was. "So cool, right?"

"So cool," Herbert agreed, and before his brain could catch up with his mouth he said, "Maybe we could try and find it."

Dan's face lit up like Herbert had just promised him they'd go to the moon itself.

"Yes!" he nearly shouted and when Herbert flinched he cleared his throat and said again, in a more level tone, "Um, yeah. That'd be cool."

Herbert ducked his head, trying to hide the grin threatening to takeover his face. He thumbed the pages of his notebook and echoed, "Cool."

The two of them remained there, sat at the edge of the lake, talking about aliens while the others played in the water.

#this was a fun one to write #lil 14/15 yr old psychos in the making #danbert #dan cain #herbert west #re-animator #my fics #asks #writing prompt

[fuckthisshitimin]

[ID: And intricate and highly decorated digital portrait of Styx from the Night Shift Podcast and his imagined black cat, Stones. They are inside a golden frame, at the bottom of which an emerald plaque reads, "The witch's cat", Stones sitting, her body mostly facing us and looking over her shoulder, so that we see her face's profile. Her profile fits in the middle of Styx's face, each one of their visible eyes lining up. Stones is a lean black cat, appearing mostly brown in this light: there is a jewel at the center of her chest, and falling from her shoulders, a golden collar holds together a drape of vertical, rich blue and green fabrics. Styx, gray-skinned, hair cut short and dyed blonde, adorns two similar collars, from which ocean-like ribbons spread. On the pans of the fabric, several motifs are embroidered, along with the phrase This too shall pass, and Styx's name.

Styx and Stones are both wearing a long earring, of different shapes but matching colors: blood red, cyan and gold. Stone's jewel falls down to her chest, ending in the Flamel cross symbol. Styx's is composed of gems and unversed triangle links. He adorns a second earring, and several round piercings: bridge and snake bite. His lips are painted, and his cold-toned face is splashed by the bright matching red of pimples. He is smiling as a cat. His eyes are black: but as all things black with shadows here, they are decorated with golden spiraling motifs. Stones wears a sort of bracelet on her tail, a red gem matching Styx's acne.

The background is a marble-textured gold, and stylized letters read "Eoin Macnamara."

Signed: Meaningless Mikhaïl. End ID.]

#night shift podcast #nsp #styx nightshift #eoin macnamara #mikhail draws #cats

[chexadopt]

Scarecrow Bird | Plague Doctor Mask | Gas Mask Dangerous Art Magnet | Maggot Bracelet | Scraps Purse Jaws VHS Keychain | Baby Klowns Popcorn Statue | Corpse Bride Moth Dome Scraps Bobblehead | Emily Statue | Martian Door-cover Sandworm Groundbreaker | Miss Argentina Door-Knocker | Snake Inflatable Biohazard Tape | Spiral Sandworm Pillow | Corpse Bride Blanket Oogie Boogie Bugs Pillow | Beetlejuice Sandworm Blanket | Shrimp Hand Bowl Gizmo Driving Magnet | Beetlejuice Cup | Oogie Boogie Cup Grave Terrarium | Mushroom Skull | Moth Skull Framed Bugs | Invasion Area Sign | Halloween American Gothic Painting

#halloween decor #halloween decorations #halloweendecor #halloween #skeleton #skull #scarecrow #gas mask #plague doctor #beetlejuice #corpse bride #maggot #scraps #tim burton #jaws #shark #killer klowns from outer space #baby klown #moth #emily #sandworm #miss argentina #snake #inflatable #hazard #victor #oogie boogie #pillow #shrimp #gizmodo

[harrywavycurly]

Hey Sarah!! I see you’re kinda into ST so can I get one of those boyfriend things but about Eddie? Love you!😍

Hiiii babes!! I am currently going through a minor obsessive spiral with Eddie sooo of friggin course you can get a little something about the type of boyfriend Eddie is!! I loveeee you more!!!💖✨

*for me Eddie isn’t in high school anymore he graduated 🥹*

Eddie is the type of boyfriend that worries about you when you’re not in his line of sight, why? Because he can’t help it. He really can’t. He is an anxious man so it’s just something that comes along with it. So he fidgets with his rings and looks at his watch every five minutes until he sees you, even if it’s just him catching the shimmer of your bracelets, he got you for you birthday, catching the sunlight as you snake your way around people in the parking lot when he picks you up from work. He is the type of boyfriend that truly listens to you when you talk to him. It doesn’t matter if your going on about the daily work drama or something serious if you’re talking you most always have his full attention. He likes the way your eyes light up when you’re going on a little rant over your favorite character in a book or how you use your hands a lot when you’re really trying to convey the importance of a topic to him.

Eddie is the type of boyfriend that lets everyone know you’re his. Not is a macho bro type of way but in little subtle ways, such as the ring he usually adorns on his index finger is now on a chain around your neck simply because you are terrified of you wore it on one of your fingers it would slip off and you’d loose it, also in how half his band shirts are now your band shirts because once he sees you it in he can’t be bothered to ask for it back because you’d just tell him “dream on. It’s mine now Munson”. Sometimes he has to let people know you’re his by straight up saying “back off” and he doesn’t mind because he is well aware he is lucky to be able to call you his so he understands why others are attracted to you.

Eddie would be the type of boyfriend that loves to tease you and have a bit of back and fourth banter. He loves how flustered you can get sometimes because he has a snarky remark for just about everything. He’d be sure to not hit below the belt though, he wasn’t dumb enough to tease you about things he knows would truly hurt your feelings. But when he does accidentally let his mouth get the better of him he is quick to own it, he isn’t too ashamed to admit when he is wrong and he apologizes the moment he sees you’re upset. He doesn’t take days to sit and think of what to say or come up with an elaborate thing to make you forgive him, he says whatever comes to his mind in the moment and most of the time it’s a bunch of mumbled “I’m so so sorry” mixed with “I’m an idiot” but it always ends with something along the lines of “I love you, I swear it won’t happen again” because Eddie doesn’t like to have you upset especially not with him so he wants to fix it as soon as he possibly can.

He would 10000% teach you all about Dungeons and Dragons if you wanted. He wouldn’t force the game on you though, he’d answer whatever questions you asked no matter how silly you thought they were, he’d assure you that the game can be complex so “no such thing as a silly question. Even I was a beginner once upon a time”. He’d let you rest your head on his shoulder and wrap your arms around his middle while he stayed up late hunched over the coffee table working on new campaigns for the Hellfire Club. He’d love it when you go to club meetings with him even though most of the time you are there just to see the other boys and make sure they stay hydrated and have snacks for their hours long campaigns.

Eddie would be the type of boyfriend that would mumble off a list of the things he loves the most about you when you’re cuddle up on his chest late at night and he knows you’re about to drift off to sleep. He would do whatever it takes to give you the life you deserved because you make him want to have dreams and ambitions because if you ask him “you’re the only thing that got me though high school” so with you by his side he feels invincible. He would let you know you will always have him in your corner, fighting for you, supporting you even if it meant staying up till the morning hours helping you with college essays and he’d even go as far as to learn how to use your fancy coffee machine so you don’t have to worry about anything the morning of a big exam. He’d be the type that is your biggest cheerleader in life, no matter how big or small the achievement he would go out of his way to make sure it was celebrated even if it was just by having a picnic at lovers Lake listening to a playlist he made for you or an ice cream date.

Eddie would just be an amazing boyfriend, if you’re feeling anxious or on the verge of a panic attack he’d know exactly what to do to help ease your mind. He wouldn’t ever make you feel like you’re a burden or that you’re crazy because he knows how you feel and he loves you. He wouldn’t be afraid to let everyone know he loves you even if it gets him teased by the boys, he doesn’t care because you’re his person and he whole heartedly loves every single thing about you. All in all Eddie would be a great and special type of boyfriend because you’d bring out a side of him not a lot of people get to see🥹💖✨

#i hope you like this #eddie x reader #eddie munson fanfic #Eddie munson #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson boyfriend #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things 4 #my writing #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fluff

[ureternalmajesty]

House of Asmodeus

Nameless ghouls and ghoulettes x ocs (Aether included)

The summoned info

Name: Amber

Nicknames: Amb/s, Ammie, Berry

Age: 2029(28)yo,

Height: 5'10

Weight: 145lbs

Hair: Long black with white and grey streaks

Eyes: one Hazel eye - one amber eye

Disc: Splattered grey and light grey skin ghoul colored skin, She wears Kandi from other Ghoulettes, she wears 3 silver rings, she is the Clergy Florist, when she's at the ministry and rituals she wears the ghoul uniform, but when outside of those, she wears flowy earth toned fabrics.

Pronouns: She/Her

Instruments: Bass, Piano, Vocals, Tambourine

Ghoul Type: Multi Ghoul (Aether, Aura, Fortune) -----> Mate: Swiss, Aurora

Name: Asmodeus

Nickname: Asmo, Deus, Ozzie, Momo

Age:1,829 (23)yo

Height: Ghoul form 5'11, Glamoured: 4'11

Weight: 115lbs,

Hair: short curly mohawk

Ethnicity: African American / Caribbean

Eyes: has green eyes that creep people out but when glamoured they are dookie brown

Description: ghoul skin is darkish gray with lighter gray splatters, has a septum, womb tatt, wears a gold bracelet on the left wrist, wears the ghoul uniform but when not in uniform stays true to their nature (a whore), Ram-like horns that are decorated with gold chains, gold ankle cuff from mountain, gold arm cuffs from phantom, spaded tail with a red heart on the spade (Glamoured: Brown skin that has patches of lighter skin sometimes chooses to leave eyes green.) When scared or anxious they poof into a bat(has to do with being part quintessence), has ADHD, has phonic tics (echolalia), frog blinks, has an attention span the size of a pea unless it's mountain or phantom talking. Has sensitive hearing and doesn't like touching food often eats with gloves or is fed by Mountain. When not a total whore you can find Ozzie being a big baby whether it be with Phantom or Mountain. Got in a fight with another ghoul that's the reason there is a scar across their nose. When not on the road with the band Ozzie plays music at a lounge inside the ministry that he opened (lots of stuff happens there that shall not be mentioned), When summoned they stayed glued to Eros not talking and constantly covering their ears until they got used to being on the topside. Eros and Rain introduced Ozzie to Mountain hoping that being around an Earth Ghoul would help getting used to things. He is scared of a blender.

Ghoul Type: Multi Ghoul (Earth Ghoul & Lust)

Instruments: Trumpet, piano, bass, drums, and cello ( is secretly good at singing but has a somewhat a low ass voice)

Eros (Ghoulie): 

Age: 892(20)yo

Height : Ghoul: 5’4 Glamoured: 5’0

Weight 175 lbs

Ethnicity: Native American (Navajo tribe)

Hair: Short dark brown wavy, swept to either side (kinda like Cosmos but shorter) dyed streaks (color varies) Eyes: Unglamoured: fluctuates range from dark red, purple, pink, and white or will be a mix like a rainbow of those colors. Glamoured: Dark brown, looks black

Ghoul Type: Multi Ghoul (Fire, Quintessential, Lust, Air) → Mate: Rain

Pronouns: He/Him

Gender: Trans Male (FTM) but fluctuates from feminine clothing appearance to masculine

Instruments: Guitar, Vocals (Tenor to high soprano range), Keyboards

Description: Ghoul skin is Darker gray with black ombre effect on ends of fingers/hands, ears (medium pointed), and tail, Glamoured: skin is dark tan. Horns are medium size, black, curl in spiral like a ram’s horns with a silver ring that has small blue diamond (from Rain awe) on left side but will occasionally wear it on his left ring finger in his glamoured form and sometimes in his unglamoured form, tail is long and thin, spade is a heart shape with three small silver hoop piercings on one side all in a row, has womb tatt, Piercings: snake bites, nostrils, septum, eyebrow (right side), ears, three column on one side of spade tip, wears as much kandi as he can (gifts from rituals), black hoop earrings with a pentacle and inverted cross, nostril piercings are connected with silver chain that goes over top of nose, septum is just simple silver hoop as well as snake bites and eyebrow, nails are short black, two middle fingers have capricorn and pisces constellation on black color, scar on lower outside of right eye from his previous abusive mate he killed, wears ghoul uniform without cape, prefers to wear prequelle ghoul mask outside of rituals cuz it makes him feel more masculine but will wear impera mask if he has to, outside of rituals he dresses like a whore on fem days, really short mini skirts, thigh highs, garter belts, chains, all that type of stuff, masc days, baggy cargo pants, chains, baggy band tees, arm warmers, doc martins or converse same goes for fem days, wears eyeliner no matter what every day, autistic, anxiety, depression, cptsd, ADHD, echolalia (also comes from the autism), sensitive hearing, hates certain textures,hase a specific way he has to do things and a specific routine that he has to follow oe else he will freak out (autistic as hell),will go non verbal when overstimulated or will full on start crying if it’s bad enough, Rain usually knows what to do and will help him calm down in like 5 minutes (really helpful if the meltdown is less than 10 min before the ritual starts), he also age regresses, hella kinky its criminal, concerning attachment issues to the PapaIV plushia literally carries him around and takes care of him like his own child, Rain is a little uneasy around the plushia cuz its so ugly but he loves Eros so he doesn’t mind it and helps “take care” of him when Eros leaves him with Rain, was terribly frightened and did not speak at all when he was summoned (kind of a problem since he does backing vocals), hard time adjusting to new places and new routines but Rain helped him get more comfortable and brought him out of his shell, he would hide from the other ghouls and Copia in his room under the bed and would rarely come out for activities and meal times when first summoned, acts like a brat and a whore now that he's used to the others

#ureternalmajesty #nameless ghouls #namelessghoulettes #ghouls #ghoulettes #the band ghost #ghost bc #crackic #me and the besties writing #ghostbc #papa emeritus iv #evil seestor

[terrifyingtiny-t-rex]

I came across a really neat post by @sillygoofylittleartist with costume designs for Tiger!Luka and Snake!Juleka, and had a lot of thoughts about that. I was running out of room in the tags, so I’ll put them here.

Juleka would be a really interesting pick for the snake. She’s a very shy and anxious person, and I think that having the ability to reset and try again when she made a mistake would be a relief at first.

Maybe it would build her confidence knowing that she can try again until she gets it right, and no one has to know she messed up. Or maybe it would fill her with doubt, knowing how many tries it took to get it right and seeing the consequences of her mistakes. Especially if her teammates complimented her on how well she was doing, because they wouldn’t know, and she probably wouldn’t tell them much beyond “Well, it took a few resets . . .” Probably one after the other, and initial period of “I can’t be a hero! What am I doing!” followed by a buildup of confidence that slowly turns to self doubt.

I think Sass would be a good partner for her. He’s level headed and wise, and that steady surety would be a good counter to panic spirals. He could help her see that we get the chance to try again and again our whole lives. We’re going to make mistakes, but we also get to learn from them so that we can do better in the future.

Juleka would fidget with her bracelet when she was nervous as a civilian. She would think it was cool that Sass ate whole eggs or whatever and would offer to buy him mice, maybe. He could hide in her hair. Although I doubt she’d be a heavy hitter physically in akuma battles, the attention on her then could be something she’d channel when modeling. If she could tackle a giant robot on live TV dressed as a snake, she could model some outfits.

I might have more thoughts later, but I wanted to get these out. Thanks for reading! 🐍👩‍🎤

#kwami swap #kwami swap au #miraculous ladybug #snake!juleka #juleka couffaine #snake miraculous #sass #snake kwami #there goes nells

[the-aerialist-rosario]

Meet The Aerialist.

When Kazuki Rosario was only a child when they lost their parents in a sudden car accident. The breaks failed, and the car went toppling over a cliff. When they were adopted by a strange couple, they were only in their new home for a few years until they were sent into a religious boarding school far away. As they grew up, they began to develop a fascination for the performing arts, and for the strange and unusual. And so, using money from their allowance and several part time jobs over the years, they began to learn the art of aerial dancing. Using silk ribbons and hoops to lift themselves into the air, drop back down to the ground. To spin and defy gravity itself. The closest they ever could to reaching the stars. It became their escape, their one solace in the lonely life they lived. And Kazuki was excellent. Years of teaching themselves led to having a unique style that was built with raw emotion and despair and hope and adventure. When Kaz noticed a flyer at the train station one day, advertising a circus looking for new performers and skilled athletes, they knew what they wanted to do. Thus, the beginnings of The Aerialist.

[Appearance Description Below The Cut]

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Standing at 6'1, Kazuki has a tall muscular build, with brown skin and deep green eyes filled with the fires of their passion for life and adventure, and for what they do. Their hair is just long enough to reach their shoulders, dyed in pastel blues and pinks not unlike cotton candy. Two small braids sit in front of either of their ears, which have been pierced. One ear has an earring of a small star, while the other holds a crescent moon. Spiralling down their left arm was a detailed tattoo of a snake, the tip of it's tail reaching their collarbone while it's head and tongue seemed to look like it was resting on the back of their hand. Kazuki is often seen wearing a black jumpsuit with embroidery details of reds, blues and purples, mostly along the sides and hem of the pant legs. Over top of this was a soft forest green jacket, the sleeves rolled up to just above the elbow. They also wear a pair of simple black work boots, and two handmade bracelets on their left wrist.

#the aerialist's world #idv oc #idv askblog #idv #identity v oc #identity v #idv oc ask blog #identity v ask blog

[percabeth4life]

hey ward do you have a list of Percy's full inventory since I am kind of interested of all the things he got

Pets

Hippolyta: Coconut Octopus Appa: Hippocampi Ran: Sea Glass Sea Serpent

Magical Artifacts

Hippocampi whistle: allows Percy to call them from afar Storm call: Spinning stone top Restoration stone: speeds healing within certain area of it

Clothing & Jewelry

Bracelet from Triton:

Charms Conch shell made of Coral-enchanted to tell Triton Percy’s health Pearl-used Trident-changes into a trident as a weapon Sparkly spiral stone-lets Percy take a mer form Octopus charm-lets Hippolyta go on land with a water bubble

Hair Pieces:

Hair tie: from the Aphrodite cabin, has a dove hanging from it Veil pins Sea shell hair pins Coral hair pin: protects from poison

Earrings:

Silver moon earrings (from Fetu) Two simple pearl ones (one blue and one white) Mother of pearl earrings shaped like conch shells Three hooped earrings in gold, platinum, and coral Two sparkling gems

Necklace

Pearl necklace (Samoa) Necklace made of intricate coral Prayer necklace: from the Demeter cabin, shaped like a shell on the end with Ancient Greek writing stating a prayer on it.

Veil:

Plain Black with constellation patterns A pure white with elegant twisty gold patterns that have mixed hearts and doves and stuff hidden in them Shimmery deep green with curling deeper green wave patterns on it

Gen Clothes

Two main style sets, a variety--flowy and clasps, 12 pieces total Blue scarf (Marinette) Leather pants (Ares)

Weapons & Armor

Oceanskin: connected to the ocean Celestial Bronze Trident Abyssal Platinum knife: able to cut through the shells of basically anything, don't break though it will go up in a beautifully impressive display of doom. Stabby comb shaped like crescent moon (Elei) Ceremonial Dagger Chest Armor: sea serpent scales, very strong, hard to break (Elei) Armor that covers joint of tail and fin (Elei) Forearm braces: a Kraken design intricately done on them, enchanted to cushion his arms so they don't cut into them, feels light as a feather (Amphitrite)

Utility Supplies

Enchanted bag: keeps anyone from removing or affecting Percy's belongings in the bag Rainbow Stone: projects a rainbow Calming Stone: will calm a storm as long as it's not bad (Masina) 2 seeing in the dark potions Water bottle: holding enough water to fill a pond (shimmery white covered in hieroglyphics) Food set: magic lunch box filled with food, snake design on it Tatu blankets: super soft blankets Map of ocean currents and paths

Assorted

Starglobe: projects stars, is pretty Sea Shell: plays sounds of sea (Somoa) Pretty Coral to grow Photos of camp Journal (undersea journals expensive) multi-piece calligraphy set Mini curling wave statue with dolphins in it Interlocking puzzle with many parts (has prize in the center) Current board for surfing fast currents

Makeup/Self Care/Hair Care

Detangling brush Nail polish Fancy mirror Perfume samples Hair oils

Plants/Teas

Tea selections Set of seeds: brambles, roses, nettles, Echinacea, Gingko, the sandbox tree, hogweed

Medical Supplies

4 healing potions 2 energy potions (exhaustion after they wear off) 6 bottles of nectar 6 bottles of unicorn drought

Fully stocked medical kid

Treated seaweed Purification stone Slim Shell Knife Antibacterial Mix Shell paste: Hardens into a cast Spider Crab Thread Enchanted Fish: eats dead skin, clears damage Tweezers, scissors, painkillers, thermometer Large blanket of woven sea grasses: one side woven with coral, keeps in heat, other cools when exposed to water

:P Full list for you, roughly copied from my files. Hope this helps!

#theredriptide #life answers #atlop asks #course you didn't get my bonus notes on the purposes and what they can do

[inkognito97]

Whisker me away Part 1: You've got to be kitten me

It had been another dreadfully long and exhausting night for the three Shadowhunters. Even though Jace, the only blonde one, kept playing it cool, his siblings knew that he was just as tired and exhausted as they were. It wasn’t like they found a nest of lesser demons every day. It hadn’t helped that their backup didn’t arrive until they had been spotted and engaged in combat. Isabelle, the only female in the group, shuddered at the feeling of the ichor on her body. But what made matters even worse: her new clothes had been ruined. It was highly unlikely that all that mess would get off with a simple wash. She feared that only burning the clothes would do the trick. What a shame, she looked actually really cute in them.

Isabelle took a look at her stoic and silent older brother. While Jace was still blubbering about a cute red haired boy he had seen the other day at some club, Alec seemed to be deep in thoughts. He was more the silent and brooding type, but the last few days he had been even more on edge than usual. She could tell and she knew Jace, as Alec’s parabatai, could tell as well, but they both hadn’t been successful in getting the bow wielding Shadowhunter to talk. Alec was an enigma and one thing was for certain, if he didn’t want to talk about something, then he wouldn’t. He would only open up, once he was sure and ready for it. It made Isabelle’s heart ache for his older brother. How often had he been the shoulder to lean on for the both of them, how often had he kept them out of trouble, took the blame himself and protected them? Countless of times! But now... Jace and she could only watch and wait, instead of helping him. It was a truly terrible feeling, to be this helpless.

“Hey... where’s Alec?” Jace’s sharp voice brought Isabelle right out of her spiralling thoughts and the guilt that had started to form in her heart.

“What do you mean ‘where is Alec’? He is right-,” she was about to point right to her left side, a step or two behind her, because that’s where he’d been just a moment ago, but now he was nowhere to be seen. “Oh no.”

“Izzy,” even though he was using her nickname, Jace’s voice was as serious as his face. He even tool a step forward and looked frantically around. “We have to find him!”

“I couldn’t agree with you more,” she nodded and willed her snake-bracelet to slither its way down, until she head its head secure in her hand. She wasn’t completely sure if the needed a weapon but it sure as hell made her feel a lot better and safer.

“He can’t be far away... perhaps he got distracted?” Jace suggested, though it wasn’t clear if he only wanted to make his sister feel better or himself as well.

“Or... he is injured and hid it again,” grumbled the long haired female. It wouldn’t be the first time that her stubborn brother had tried to hide a serious injury. He hated it, when others worried over him and he also hated the infirmary with all his heart. Still, sometimes a visit was necessary, especially with demon poison running through your veins. Apparently Alec hadn’t gotten that memo... but he luckily got his siblings for that, if he wanted it or not.

“He doesn’t seem to be in pain,” murmured Jace, “at least our bond doesn’t give anything like it away.”

“Finally. Some good news.”

Jace hummed in agreement: “Let’s retrace our steps.”

“Good plan,” Izzy readily agreed and followed the blonde Shadowhunter. They would definitely find Alec and if he was alright... she would hit him, hard. He deserved it for disappearing like this and worrying them this much.

Meanwhile a certain tall, dark haired and blue-eyed Shadowhunter found himself in an abandoned looking alley. He was pretty sure that he had heard a strange sound coming from here. Considering the eventful night that he and his siblings had had, he wouldn’t be too surprised if he had ran right into another demon nest. But right now, he couldn’t see anything resembling one. In fact, he couldn’t even see the source of the strange noise that he had heard. Had he been hallucinating? Was it his exhausting playing tricks on his mind or had he been injured earlier on, without noticing? He wouldn’t put it past himself. While fighting, he was full of adrenaline and it made him feel pain and the effect of poison in his body, much later. No, that was unlikely. He had undoubtedly a few bruises and scratches here and there, but nothing too bad, otherwise he would have to fretting siblings all over him. He couldn’t be bleeding either, otherwise he would have left a trail behind by now, not to mention that his cloth would be sticking even more to his body, where he bleeding. The only reason for them to stick now was the black ichor and his sweat. Not the most pleasant mix, but some things couldn’t be helped.

There! He had heard it again. That strange sound from before. It was something between... pain, annoyance and a call for help, perhaps? It wasn’t human though. Alec furrowed his brows and let his bow appear in his hands, an arrow already at the ready. He was scanning the dark alleyway. At one point, it must have actually connected two main streets with one another, but now there was so much trash thrown away here that the alleyway was more of a dead hand. It only gave him one way to escape... but the same could be said with whatever it was that was making these sounds.

“Hello?” he asked into the dark alley. He felt perhaps a little bit stupid by doing so but his brain was tired. Nothing happened, not that he really expected otherwise. The thing, when in pain, was surely hurt and would not want unwanted attention on it. At least that is, how he would feel. Still, Alec stepped slowly forward, his eyes scanning his surroundings, his other senses also on high alert. He wouldn’t let himself be surprised.

He had almost reached the dead end without noticing anything that could be responsible for the noises he heard. Perhaps it had all been an illusion after all. Alec sighed and stopped in his tracks. The stones under his boots crunched under his weight. He needed a bed and a good night rest, soon. Yet he doubted that he would get a decent night of much needed slumber. His sleep was restless, ever since his parents were back at the institute. He had... not exactly nightmares, but not quite pleasant dreams either. Not to forget all the things that spiralled in his head, because of his parents. They were expecting so much from and of him... he wasn’t sure if he could give them everything they asked for. It was just... so much.

Another sigh escaped Alec’s lips. This was not the right place, nor the right time to think about this. He relaxed his posture, relaxed the grip on his bow as well and then he straightened to his full height. It was then, that he saw something... a pair of almost golden eyes that were mere inches away from his face. The owner of those eyes... hissed at him and only thanks to Alec’s reflexes, he was able to dodge the scratching attack that was aimed right at his face.

With wide eyes, he looked back at the creature... the cat, as he recognised a moment later. It was a cat.

“You got to be kidding me...,” he grumbled to himself. All this, just for a ill-tempered cat? What a night. It was a good thing that he decided to check up on the noise on his own, he would be a laughing matter for his siblings now.

And yet... there was something strange about the animal, which made Alec curious. He put his bow away, as well as the arrow. Then he took a closer look at the animal. The cat... was beautiful, he would admit. It’s golden eyes shone with brightness and something more... something that shouldn’t be there, but Alec couldn’t put a name to it. He let his eyes wander more. The animal was mostly black with a few colourful strands in its fur, though he couldn’t see the exact colour with the dim light in the alleyway. The paws looked strong but... were the claws glittering or was it just a trick of the little moonlight? It had to be a trick... or someone had done something to the animal. Now that he looked closer, Alec could see that the cat had no collar, so no most likely no owner. A stray cat... but it looked too well groomed for that. He hummed and then he saw the likely reason for the animal’s strange behaviour. The cat was trapped between the grid of staircases and... there was something dripping down onto the floor. It smelled like blood. The poor thing was hurt! No wonder that it was so aggressive.

 “Okay... I need you to stay calm, alright?” speaking with a cat was not the smartest thing he had ever done, but well... there was no one here to witness it. “I don’t want to hurt you, you hear? I only want to help you.” He held his hands up to show the creature that he meant no harm. Again, stupid. A cat couldn’t possible understand such gestures, let alone his words. Yet to his surprise, the animal stopped hissing. It didn’t stop completely that is, but became way more quite.

“Good, that’s good. Again... I am just here to help,” he dared to make a step forward before pausing again as to not startle the hurt cat. Golden eyes seemed to look at him with extreme caution and suspicion and yet... no more hissing and the pause remained where they were so no more attacks.

“That’s it... that’s a good girl...” A single hiss was his answer, as well as disappointing eyes. “Or... boy?”

“Meow...” was the seemingly satisfied answer.

Alec was definitely going crazy now. He was holding a conversation with a black cat with golden eyes. He wondered, if the Silent Brothers would be able to help him or if he was already a lost cause.

He took another step forward, then another. The cat made no move to threaten or attack him and eventually Alec dared himself ho put a hand on the animal. Its fur felt surprisingly soft under his touch. He couldn’t stop himself from running his fingers a few inches through the fur. The cat stared directly at his hand, as if contemplating on attacking or letting him continue. The Shadowhunter deemed it wiser not to stretch his luck and he let his hand come to rest on the hind leg that was stuck. He was very careful, he didn’t want to hurt the animal further, but he eventually managed it with the help of his strength rune to bend away the hindering grid so that the cat could pull out its own leg. The fact that the animal didn’t immediately flee was another warning signal for the tall male and without thinking, he lifted the black menace up. The cat seemed to be as surprised as he, but this way, he gained a much better look at the bad looking wound in its side.

“That looks bad. How about I take you with me and patch you up and then you can do... whatever it is a cat does. How does that sound?”

He found himself staring right into golden eyes that held a scrutinizing and almost calculating look. Before Alec could scold himself from asking a cat for permission, two familiar voices sounded from the entrance of the alley.

“Alec! There you are. What are you doing?” Isabelle sounded accusing.

“We were worried and... is that a cat?” Jace asked.

Alec sighed and turned to look at his siblings, before his gaze returned to his foundling, who... almost looked at him with sympathy. Was he imagining this?

#ao3 #au #sweet #magic #fanfiction #alec lightwood #magnus bane #shadowhunters #cat #magnus is a cat #slow-burn #alec has much on his plate #alec needs a hug #hurt cat #isabelle lightwood #jace wayland #siblings #inkognito97 #part 1 #whisker me away

[illyrian-gods]

Death in Illyrian polytheism

Burials

Some Illyrians buried their dead ones under the home's fireplace and gave them food and drinks regularly by lowering it down through the bars on the fireplace. The dead were believed to go to the underworld but could come out to protect the home and their loved ones, having the role of a guardian spirit.

Some Illyrians buried them in graveyards with tombstones. The process of a burial was sacred, symbolic and spiritual. Women would hold each other's hands and form a half circle, the leading woman would hold a ceramic bowl with a liquid offering in her hands. They would move side to side which is a characteristic of most postmortem dances. The men were mounting horses (horse is an important symbol and is considered a holy animal).

The grave was surrounded by small rocks in order to stop evil spirits from entering the grave and the opening to the underworld made specifically for the deceased.

Graves

Illyrians used to put items along with the deceased which they could later use in the afterlife. Most of them put things like dishes, utensils, jewelry, tools, weapons, coins, food, etc.

Heroic individuals would have an image of a warrior mounting a horse engraved on their tombstone, which would ensure that they stay heroic in their afterlife. 

There was a possibility of an evil spirit disturbing the deceased so their family and friends would hold a ritual on their grave. They would get clay pots, hold it over the grave and then break it, which would disturb the evil spirit and destroy it entirely.

Snakes

Snakes were believed to be guardians of the grave. Killing a snake was seen as the worst thing one could do, especially if the snake was a guardian spirit of the deceased. Snakes would be engraved onto the tombstone and snake jewelry was buried along with the bones of the deceased.

Snakes are the most holy animals in all of Illyria. The word illyr means snake, so illyrians are believed to be snake-people and so they were called as such by Greeks and Romans. Illyrios, the ancestor of all Illyrians, was at his birth wrapped by a snake and it gave him divine powers. Snakes were worshiped because of their unusual body, silent way of moving and their ability to change skin, which reminded Illyrians of death, rebirth and immortality. Most Illyrians had a snake as a spirit guardian though other options were also possible, but every household's spirit guardian was a snake. Killing it would destroy lives and families.

Dracco and Draccena are a divine snake couple. They are gods in snake forms and were often depicted in artworks standing behind a warrior, giving him strength or protecting him, or the two of them helping the illyrian troops by killing their enemies instead. Snakes are the most important animals in this belief, and their imagery is found everywhere, from coins and pots, to armor and weapons. 

Spirals

Spiral is one of the Illyrian symbols of the afterlife. Spirals on tombstones or on objects that are used in rituals symbolize the soul of a dead person.

It can also symbolize the complicated path which their soul has to go through before it gets to the underground. Goddess Anzotika is mentioned as a goddess which helps these souls through the spiral labyrinth. By carving out a spiral on a tombstone, Illyrians hoped to make the dead's path easier.

They also carved out spirals on shields and for good health and protection. Most people wore spiral shaped bracelets and jewelry with spiral symbolism. 

Underworld deities:

Anzotika-Guides souls to the undorworld

Irija-Souls go to her motherly embrace after death

Dracco and Draccena-It was thought that snakes and underworld deities live in deep caves. The deceased would show themselves as guardian spirits in snake form, and Dracco and Draccena are rulers of all snakes

Bindus-Believed by Iapodes to be the ruler of the underworld

Medaur-Possibly, he is often seen with spiral and snake imagery. He is also a war god, war and death are closely connected

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Tara's Book Part 2: Journey to Watch World

Tara stepped off the trolley watching the throngs of people and smirking at college students making their way to the ground. A live band played in the balcony and the multicolored hues of threads were shining brightly in the air. The music of revelry soothed Nadroj as his eyes sleepily opened and he batted at faint strings only she could see. Her shadow formed mustangs and throughbreds behind her. A mirage for the onlookers too gone to notice or care. She was about the business of stopping an ongoing end. The Plaza de Armas glowed in the streamed lights and faint torch lamps and a bracelet with a winged shoe hung from Tara's wrist. Nadroj hazel eyes darted about listening to the plethora of voices and accents in various states of intoxication. The spire atop the building was a brightly wound knot of silver and prismatic cords each with it's own rhythym. Four kids danced a second line in front of hats and older hispanic man played guitar keeping up with the dizzying mix of Casanova and modern bounce music hits as the city came to life. Tara rubbed the charm with her pinky and the scene slowed like molasses on a winter morning, and a web of motion came into being around her feet. The trolleys with their horses lent her a green thread and the whinnying of that familar steed sprang into being under her and Nadroj. The twisting cuurent of braiding and unbraiding knots danced from step and in a square as the children danced. The curve wound between two lovers locked in an embrace, and a group of several acrobats performing a complicated routine. As the lead acrobats foot left the ground a network of squares fromed a column. Tar threw Nadroj and he grabbed at the rungs hanging by one arm laughing. Tara laughed scooping him into her arms and ran into a tunnel of light. The winding squres moved like a snake squares nesting inside squares each step an intricate dance as worlds moved and faded in around her. Tara grabbed her bracelet llowing one black square to hook around the opposite hand as Nadroj hung in the air for a single moment. She spun midair catching Nadroj and found herself on the coast of an endless sea.

Nine moons hung in the air above her head each in a different phase. Their faces forming a perfect circle. There was life in the water and Tara sought help of a unique variety. She touched a blue thread and began to sing. "Numer an rio Rixan Nomer Numer Ceano Congo Olo Kun Numer" The water shined under the light of each of the apinning moons turning gold as if coins were rolling beneath the surface. "Change and charge payment for the master of the beastly sea. " The water walked first hand then foot crawling from the shore line. A baying howl shook through the shining night. Two hears and a snout pulling the arm of a being with tendrils of water covering missing eyes. Selaqua the Beastmaster of The Seahobbled out of the shining night foam. The gold of the foam forming armor over her shoulder like pauldrons. A gladius of water floated in her wake as her and Tara stood face to face.

The hounds formed ice teeth and growled circling Tara as she and Selaqua Conversed through the winding blue strings. Selaquas's hounds became more solid and the sky turned rom gold to red. Nadroj stared up in wonder. The sun began to shine between a cirlce of moons and a beam struck the diamond sand. Tara nodded solemnly understanding how she would have to return for the work she had asked. Blue thread sank into Taras skin and an spiral of blue glowed as Selaqua and the hound climbed in adding a chain of sigils under charm bracelet. The sky went black and the sea touched her feet still. The Hour of the moon was at hand.

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Sea Princesses: Into the Liamverse Part 2: Sea Serpent Prince Shai

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Name: Shai

Occupation: Sea Serpent Prince

Race: Salacian

Gender: Male 

Date of birth: 17 March 1974 (age 33, Pisces ♓)

Hair colour: Black

Eye colour: Jungle Green

Skin colour: Tan

Height: 2.00m (1.80m)

Relationships:

Sea Serpent King Shanbin (father, name mine)

Sea Serpent Queen (mother)

Crystal (could possibly be his younger sister/half-sister or daughter)

Gristel (could possibly be his lover or stepmother)

Friends: Wagan, Ferrel, Maxwell, Dustin, Polvina, Tubarina, Ester, Jason and Jacob 

Likes: sea serpents, drugs, rap music, smoking bongs, being king

Dislikes: people who make fun of him still being a prince at his age when Dustin is a king at his age, his father, the fact that his girlfriend could be/is his father’s lover

First appearance: his own drawing (12 August 2022)

Skills: medium strength, immunity to sea serpent venom, calling sea serpents with a flute

Shai is the Sea Serpent Prince, being the son of the Sea Serpent King and the older brother/father of Princess Crystal. He is a 33-year-old man who is still a prince because his father plans to be king even in death; as a result, Shai resents him and wants to murder him, forcibly taking over the Sea Serpent Kingdom as king in the process. Many royals make fun of Shai for being a drug addict, though they are rather sympathetic to him for still being a prince at his age due to his father’s intentions.

Personality

Shai is a relaxed and somewhat sarcastic man with a neutral temperament that can sometimes become threatening and sadistic. Shai has a bad relationship with his father due to his resentment towards him. While he uses his sea serpents to threaten his rivals and enemies, he is not a bad person in general since he is good with people who treat him well.

Appearance

Shai is a tall, thin man with tanned skin and stocky build. He has a thin face with black hair parted up and shaved on the sides. He has a moustache, a small beard and a gold earring on his right ear. He also wears a green snake turban that he wears as a crown (it covers all of his hair, making him look bald), a brown leather vest, black shorts with gold chains, brown sandals, bracelets on his wrists and gold rings on his hands.

Relationships

Crystal: Crystal and Shai have a good relationship. It is unknown whether Crystal is Shai’s younger half-sister or daughter, though they get along very well regardless.

Gristel: Gristel is Shai’s stepmother and/or lover. Gristel was an erotic dancer and Shanbin presumably turned her into his wife, but around the same time she met Shai as well and they secretly got engaged. Gristel had drunken and drug-fuelled relations with both of them on different occasions, so when she became pregnant with Crystal, she didn’t know who the father was (Shanbin was 63 when Crystal was born so it is possible that he could be her father). Gristel loves Shai more than she does Shanbin so she wishes that Shai would kill him so that they can be together as king and queen while raising Crystal together as their daughter.

Shanbin (Sea Serpent King): Shanbin and Shai have a bad relationship together. The Sea Serpent King was not very attentive to Shai as a child, which worsened their relationship as he got older. He is an old man who is into exotic dancers and is addicted to alcohol and drugs (in fact, he was the one who drove Shai to these vices). Traditionally, kings rule over their kingdom until they die, but due to their bad relationship in addition to him intending on becoming king for eternity, Shai wants to assassinate him and usurp his position as king.

Shai’s mother (Sea Serpent Queen): Shai’s mother loved her son very much and was the only one who took care of her son. She died when Shai was 21, beginning a downward spiral in his and Shanbin’s relationship that turned the both of them to prostitutes and drugs, much to each other’s hypocritical disgust.

Dustin: Dustin is a contrasting case to Shai; where Shai is still a prince at the age of 33, Dustin is already the king of his kingdom at the age of 7. Despite other people making fun of that fact, the two of them do get along well because Dustin is an orphan, joking with each other and annoying their rivals together. Although Shai likes to see Dustin as a nephew, Dustin doesn’t really see Shai as much of an uncle due to his vices.

Skills

Shai, being part of the Sea Serpent Royal Family, is immune to the deadly effects of sea serpent venom, though he sometimes drinks it as the neurotoxins give him a high. He can also summon sea serpents with a melody on his flute.

Vices

Shai has many vices including compulsively consuming drugs and alcohol, which his little sister/daughter doesn’t like and wants him to stop so he doesn’t die.

Curiosities

- Shai often presumes that his phallic symbol is as long as an anaconda 

- His family is based on an Arab family because of their clothing and customs.

- He is still a prince at the age of 33 where others his age are already kings, much to his chagrin

- He is physically similar to Ricky Rich (Swedish rapper) who sung the song Marli Marli.

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