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candykale · 2 years
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Klaus’ aesthetic, hot damn, I love it so much. “I prefer to think of myself as... the prince of darkness? oOOoooOo”
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abs0luteb4stard · 2 months
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Some particularly Mycroftian moments from Mark Gatiss playing Peter Mandelson, the "Prince of Darkness", in Coalition. (Seemed a timely watch, given the upcoming US Election Day and the recent UK shenanigans.)
Look at this entrance! Ridiculously dramatic.
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Ozzy Osbourne, 1982
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gaspilles · 2 years
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me watching every season of tua: There are simply not enough Klaus scenes this season
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Cassette of the day: 019: 16 July, 2023
Classic Horror Films
Track list: A1: The Omen, A2: Psycho, A3: Scream, A4: Halloween, A5: The Exorcist, A6: Poltergeist | B1: Friday The 13th, B2: Dracula, B3: Nightmare on Elm Street, B4: The Prince of Darkness, B5: The Silence of the Lambs, B6: The Shining
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adriheavymetal · 1 year
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happy birthday to the prince of darkness🥳 thanks to you I've found the biggest love of my life: Heavy Fucking Metal, it all Started with me listening to Black Sabbath at my 8 years old, Happy Bday my crazy Hero forever !🙂 👏🎂🎈🎤🎼🤘💯
🔝❤🤘🤘🎤👌🔝🎂🎁🎊
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not-your-lifeline · 8 months
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Rizz Lord strikes once again.
managed to corrupt the manifestation of pure evil, Remor, the Prince of Darkness. with the sheer wholesomeness and adoration.
now he doesn't even want to be a demon, but just Remor. himself. a sentient being and a person. he's having a existential crisis. he's a mess.
I love it.
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weirdlookindog · 2 years
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The Prince of Darkness (1914)
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“The Dark Legacy” Chapter 6: A Plan
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"Come on, sweetheart. Come to Mommy!"
Regina crouched down a few feet from Haven. She held out her hands as she watched her daughter stand next to the coffee table. Haven's little hands clutched onto it but Regina knew it was only a matter of time before she let go so she could take her first steps. And so Regina was going to be ready.
From the couch, Henry lowered his comic book and frowned. "I don't think it's going to happen today, Mom."
"Maybe, maybe not," Regina replied, not moving. "But I want her to know that I'll be here whenever she is ready."
Haven let out a little laugh, lifting one foot and stomping down before repeating the action with the other. She continued to grip onto the table, bouncing on her little legs as she smiled at Regina.
"That's right, sweetheart," Regina cooed. "Mommy is right here. Whenever you're ready, just come to me."
"It'll be funny if she walks to Robin instead," Henry said, turning back to his comic book.
She shot him a glare before shrugging. "I won't care. I'll still be so proud of her."
Haven let go of the coffee table and Regina held her breath before she saw her daughter's knees give out. She reached out and caught the baby girl before she hit the floor. Regina pulled her in for a hug, cuddling with her. Haven yawned before laying her head on Regina's shoulder, her eyes starting to close.
Regina stood, rubbing her back. "I'm going to put Haven down. I'll be right back," she told Henry.
"Okay, Mom," he said, too engrossed in his comic to look up at her.
She rolled her eyes before heading upstairs to the nursery. Regina took off the girl's outfit until she was just in her onesie and then laid her down. Turning on the mobile, she pressed a kiss to her fingers and then to Haven's cheek. "Sleep tight, sweetheart."
Cooing drew Regina's attention to the other crib in the room and she approached it, looking down at her other daughter. Honor stared up at her with big blue eyes, gumming her fingers. "Did you have a good nap?" Regina asked her.
Honor smiled before reaching up for her. Regina leaned down and picked up her younger daughter, checking her diaper. She made a face as she said: "Someone needs a change."
She carried Honor over to the changing table and soon got her out of the dirty diaper. After disposing of it, she cleaned her daughter's bottom and added some powder before putting on a clean diaper. Regina smiled at her. "Let's find you a cute outfit to wear for dinner," she said.
Picking her daughter up, Regina went over to the closet. She went through some of the outfits and find a pretty yellow sundress Belle had given them for Honor. Holding it up, she smiled at Honor. "What do you think of this?" she asked.
The baby cooed and she chuckled, nodding. "I think this is the perfect outfit too. You have great taste, princess."
She carried Honor over and dressed her in the sundress. After brushing her soft black curls, Regina carefully put the matching headband on her daughter. Stepping back, she studied Honor and chuckled. "I think I know why Aunt Belle couldn't resist buying this outfit."
"Why?" Roland asked, appearing in the doorway. He looked up at her, intrigued by her statement.
Regina picked up Honor and held her so he could look over her outfit. "Because this looks a lot like the dress she wore in the storybook."
He stepped closer, looking over Honor. She reached out, trying to grab him and he held out a finger for her to hold. As he waved her hand around, he nodded. "She does look like Belle in the book."
"Come on, let's head back downstairs," Regina said, adjusting her hold on Honor to support her better. She then held out her hand to him.
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eduloxley · 4 months
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Aradia, la hermana de Lucifer...la conoces?, en la historia tuvo varios nombres...
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bluedietcoke · 1 year
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book quotes that i will never recover from
"he is half of my soul, as the poets say. " - song of achilles
"write me a letter telling me how to live the rest of my life without you." - how to make friends with the dark
"they were my birthday presents." - shatter me
"she had realized that she had forgotten the precise blue of his eyes and the depth of his laugh." - clockwork princess
"my name is sam cortland... and i will not be afraid." - assassin's blade
"you chose me four years ago. would you choose me still?" - these violent delights
"we were all supposed to make it." - crooked kingdom
"i remember everything." - the invisible life of addie larue
"come home and shout at me. come home and fight with me. come home and break my heart, if you must. just come home." - cruel prince
"i wasted all those yesterdays and am completely out of tomorrows." - they both die at the end
"you hated the idea of me." - the final gambit
"bob says hello." - house of hades
"abuse can feel like love. starving people will eat anything." - nightfall
"i missed you only with an ocean between us. but if death was separating us... i would find you." - queen of shadows
"i loved him. i love him. as best i could." - we were liars
"i'm the villain, even in my own story. but you were supposed to play a different role." - finale
"i will find you again in the next world—the next life. and we will have that time. i promise." - a court of wings and ruin
"i spent half of my time loving her and the other half hiding how much i loved her." - the seven husbands of evelyn hugo
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momopatchi · 10 months
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Ralsei , Prince from the Dark
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radiance1 · 3 months
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There was a boy walking towards the invading army.
There was a civilian child walking towards the invading army from the infinite realms lead by their tyrannical ruler. The Justice League tried to stop force their way through, save the boy.
Instead of that, however, they were blocked by multiple ghosts, all hellbent on not leaving them alone. Superman tried to get close to the kid? Piles upon piles of ghosts knocked him back. Wonder Woman? The same thing happened.
The thing was, that wasn't even the ground army who did it. But the ones in the sky.
So the kid was walking towards an entire army by himself. One hellbent on taking over Earth and have no qualms about ending the short life of a human boy.
Instead of watching a child die, a life they failed to save. Something else happened.
The army parted for him.
Just as Moses parted the Red Sea, the same happened with the ghosts. They made a clear-cut line for him to walk straight towards their king with no obstacle, even clearing the way of anything that could pose as one.
Again, the Justice League tried to go down to drag the boy away, only to again be denied by the ghosts flying through the sky. Only to stop chasing as soon as they retreated a certain distance.
The ghosts stood still, and only moved as they got close, unlike their previous acts of causing havoc and mayhem. So, the Justice League, as much as they didn't want too, stood still and watched.
The boy stood at a stop before the king, painfully tiny in comparison to the massive ghostly tyrant standing before him with his arms crossed.
"Yo, dad." The boy said, and the Justice League froze in shock.
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"Yo, dad." Danny lifted a hand up in greeting, before dropping that hand to rub at his neck. "Funny seeing you here, I guess."
"Phantom..." Pariah Dark's voice was soft yet booming and seemed to echo throughout the battlefield. "We meet once again on the field of battle, come to challenge me again, little one? Without your armor, no less?" Pariah tilted his head to the side slightly, questioning.
"Oh that? Yea that got destroyed ages ago," Danny shrugged, as if not having it didn't bother him at all. "Parents couldn't exactly, you know, finish it. Plus, they had other things to work on, so they just decided to scrap the thing altogether." He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged again. "So, yea..."
Pariah looked the boy over, his eyes hardening and he clicked his tongue at what he saw.
"You come here, not with armor," Pariah began, strength in his voice and a fire (literally) in his eyes. "Nor a weapon, or a shield, and no allies of any kind-"
"Well those guys are there" Danny pointed behind him, straight at the Justice League.
"-Walk up to a hostile force with no gauge of their strength." But Pariah just barreled on as if the Justice League were an afterthought. "And face their leader and do not expect to come to harm!?" The Ghost King scowled, and the Justice League tensed.
But just tilted his head slightly. "Well, are you going to harm me?" He asked.
Pariah Dark blinked, then whispered. "I could, child. I could kill you." He put a strong emphasis on the word kill.
"You could," Danny nodded. "But are you going to hurt me?"
The Ghost King remained silent, but his gaze intensified.
Danny shrugged, this time with a smile. "See? You wouldn't hurt me so it's fine. Ya big softie."
Pariah's scowl intensified. "I am not soft, child."
"Oh really?" Danny leaned forward and his smile took on a more playful edge. "Then what's you're reason for visiting Earth, hmmmm?"
"To wage war and fight against this world's mightiest heroes." The Ghost King answered quickly.
"Annnnnnnd?"
The king remained silent for a moment and Danny stepped forwards before he face planted onto concrete. "C'mon, dad. Tell me the other reason you came here." Danny crossed his arms, mimicking the Ghost King's pose.
They stared each other in the eyes for a moment, before Pariah looked off the side with green dusting his cheeks. "You have not visited in 50 years, son..." He whispered, but everyone heard it.
"Hah! Knew you missed me!" Danny said shamelessly with a satisfied and smug smile.
"And your father forced me out of the realms because I upset him." Small embers started igniting themselves on the tips of the king's hair.
Silence echoed over the battlefield, before Danny burst out laughing. Pariah Dark's hair fully exploded into green fire as he reached a hand to cover his face. "Of course, alongside the shameless and cheekiness, you get Clockwork's sense of humor as well..."
The Ghost King, at least this very moment, seemed more and more like a tired dad than some fearsome, tyrannical Ghost King.
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tomoleary · 1 year
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Frank Frazetta - The Prince of Darkness (1975)
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