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Demon Notes

Agares/aguares

Rank: Duke

Color: Green

Incense: Sandalwood

Metal: Copper

Planet: Venus

Element: Earth

Enn: Rean ganen ayar da Agares

Date: March 31 - April 10 (day) *Aries 10 - 20 degrees

Tarot: Three of wands

Original purpose: Teaches languages, destroys dignites, find runaways, cause earthquakes


Daemonolatry Goetia (S Connolly)

It is said you should wear his seal after the work in question.  Seek Agares for wisdom in friendship and to make your garden grow.  He also gives advice in financial matters with regard to projects.  


Crowley’s Goetia

The Second Spirit is a Duke called Agreas, or Agares.  He is under the Power of the East, and cometh up in the form of an old fair Man, riding upon a Crocodile, carrying a Goshawk upon his fist, and yet mild in appearance.  He maketh them to run that stand still, and bringeth back runaways.  He teacheth all Languages or Tongues presently.  He hath power also to destroy Dignities both Spiritual and Temporal, and causeth Earthquakes.  He was of the Order of Virtues. He hath under his government 31 Legions of Spirits. And this is his Seal or Character which thou shalt wear as a Lamen before thee.


Luciferian Goetia (Michael Ford)

A spirit which allows the understanding of both languages and interpretation, Agares is a spirit which accelerates the perception of languages, communication – magical and otherwise. In the design of my Sethanic /Shadow alphabet (see Austin Spare’s Alphabet of Desire), I made silent invocations to Agares – to speed the communication of the subconscious to the conscious. Earthquakes are the symbol of a strong


As Always

-Robin

anonymous asked:

If real!Ciel died and his body was taken by UT or someone else, how comes he might look exactly like our!Ciel? Judging by Soma's reaction and his height, seems like he's as tall as our!Ciel or even more, but shouldn't he look like his ~10 yo self?

Mmm, that’s a valid question, but then again, what do we actually know about the mechanism of Bizarre Dolls in the first place? What does actually happen to their bodies, biologically speaking? Derick, his friends and Agares had died at least half a year ago before they appeared as bizarre dolls in the Weston arc, but their bodies seemed to be “clean” and “normal”. (Sebastian noticed something was odd about Agares but he wasn’t sure what it was and as for Ciel, he didn’t notice anything at all.) So I assume once you’re turned into a bizarre doll, your body doesn’t decay anymore. And if there’s such a mechanism to preserve the bodies from decay, why shouldn’t there be a way to have bizarre dolls grow up, too? ;)

Anyway, I guess we’ll just have to wait. If 2CT is true and real!Ciel is indeed the “perfect” bizarre doll Undertaker created, then I’m sure this question will be answered in the manga!! :D

12 Days of Check, Please! Christmas

day three: baking (holiday) treats (prompts by @nsfwzimbits)
a/n: for the past few years, I’ve tried to make my mom a treat from back home for Christmastime (even though I usually push her diet super hard). And every year, it’s just “not the same” because of the cane sugar. I imagine Tater has the same problem. That being said, I know literally nothing about Russian desserts, take this with a grain of salt.


Kent was fearless. He faced guys who were half a foot taller than him (and who had 100 pounds on him) on a near daily basis. He laughed off injuries from skates and 100 mile an hour pucks. He moved to Las friggin’ Vegas at 18.

And he was about to be brought down by a plate of stupid marshmallow… things.

“Bitty. Please. You have to help me.”

Two hours ago, Kent felt embarrassed about begging his laptop for help (and yeah, okay, he was skyping with Bitty, but it still felt silly). But that was two hours and too many failed attempts ago.

“Sweetheart, I am trying. But it may be time to face the facts here.”

“NO! There are no facts to face, Eric Bittle. I will make my boyfriend the plate of perfect zefir that he has been craving for months if it kills me.”

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Character Analysis: Edgar Redmond’s moral compass

One of the most powerfull scenes for me in the Weston arc is when Maurice Cole finally gets a call-out. There are more strong scenes, of course, but big deal here is Edgar’s reaction. And that Edgar was hurt for more things that Maurice’s actions. I’ll elaborate. 

This is a very powerfull moment. He seems calm, but his posture is too perfect, his back is not rested on the backrest, I bet his voice is neutral, it just… has a seriousness so unlike him. He’s anything but calm. There is also resignation on him, and this hurts my heart.  

“I’m ashamed of my inability to judge people”. Pretty normal thing to say when someone betrayed you, isn’t? But the phrase before that, “Even you betrayed me…” leaves something on the air. He’s not surprised, because people has betrayed him before. Who could have betrayed him before? It wasn’t any of his closest friends aka the other prefects, and he’s a young man, betrayal seems like a strong word. He has lived this before and the question is how and who betrayed him.

A lot of things happen after it. Ciel becoming a fag, the cricket tournament. You may even forget the question or maybe not even take it into account in the first place (I know I didn’t). But then we have more context to what Edgar is saying. 

It’s clear why he didn’t go with the rest to see what was Maurice doing. I mean, yes, maybe Ciel told him to stay, but truth be told he probably was terrified to find himself again facing that (and no wonder why he is ashamed). 

Derrick was Edgar’s fag. Edgar has been fooled not once but twice, and in the same way. People who use other people to gain his trust.(And Ciel did it too, btw, just… in a different way). This is what trully bothers him, that they lied to him, and that he couldn’t see beyond their praises. 

He’s of course upset because they are shaming what Weston means, but it’s because he likes what Weston means and believes in this (and being honest is part of weston). Not because Weston’s set of value was something he thought it had to be done word by word because that’s what they teached him, but because weston fits with him and he thought everything was “meant to be”. 

And I think it comes down that Edgar is not really a rule freak. Not really. 

Everyone was calling on a Y. He’s the guy who gave this dude that had alcohol 4Y and Soma, who broke the house with an elephant, 5Y (talk about influence). He follows the rules lightly, at his own accord. He forgave Ciel because he was small and pretty and it was an honest mistake. 

I think Edgar’s morality is heavily based on his own perceptions of the world. What I mean is that Edgar would not have left himself be swallow by Weston’s ideals if he didn’t believe them fit for himself in the first place. He has this sense of detachment, he acts at his own free will, which is why he was so quickly into act like he did and hide everything as quick as he could. To put it more simply: he decided to be a puppet, and he would act like this in any contexts, in any set of values (cofcofbluesectcof). He’s a good prefect, he worked hard to achieve that, and he follows the rules, but he follows the rules not because he has to but because he trully believes in them and wants to honour them. He calls Lawrence by his name because the rule that says is forbidden is stupid and he likes to tease his childhood friend.

He and Gregory actually share this phylosophy. Greenhill was about to take himself to give himself up, if it weren’t for Gregory and Edgar’s mental resistence and disdain for silly moralities that don’t fit their own morality (as warped as it was on weston’s). Lawrence agreed to the plan when Gregory and Edgar took the charge of the situation, but he was as clueless as you can be before that.

 And I’m not saying Lawrence is a weak who followed his friends in everything and that he’s actual innocent. He’s not, he helped to hold Agares and was as involved as anyone. He was proud too to help. But Violet and Edgar were the ones controlling the situation after everything happened, taking charge of the mood, because they were the ones that announced it. “We’re in this together” .

Edgar really shows how far he will go for the things he believes and for the things he trust in. He really only cares about what he thinks fit, be it weston’s rules or blue cult’s morality. And what he apreciates the more in people is honesty and loyalty. Which is why the scene with Maurice cause a big impact in me now that I see Edgar like this. Damn Maurice. 

P.S: this is part of the reasons why I don’t believe they were actually brain-washed for the Blue Cult. I think they’re acting at their own will. This is why Gregory can dare to act melancholic, and all of them were tully happy to keep practicing even after Bravat told them to rest. Minus Gregory, maybe, they genuinily think this is good for them, they genuinily believe what the Blue Cult is preaching and they’re working hard because of this. Which only makes it more tragical at my sight. 

I do think Blue Cult is hiding information of them, of course. 

(You can disagree with the content of this post all you want, since is just an interpretation of his character). 

itaweasel-hime  asked:

(hi this is pissbabysithlord rolling into your inbox to offer a humble prompt) HOW DID DEMON REY MEET FATHER KYLO? (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻ i wanna know

WELL HERE YOU GO!! May not be what you expected!! 8D

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“Kid’s a fucking idiot.”

“He has no idea what he’s doing.”

“He’s Vader’s grandchild, though.”

“Vader was a fool.”

“Even so, shouldn’t that be worth something?”

“Since when is merit won by bloodline? What kind of soft, monarchic bullshit is that- have you forgotten what side of Eternity you’re on?”

The demons coalesced in and out of each other, more or less huddled, around the 17 year old who worked in secret in his uncle’s attic, with a book he never should have found.

He was an easy target- opened wide to the powers of the other side with zero training in how to control it. They enjoyed messing with him, moving his things around when he turned his back, flipping to the wrong pages. In the beginning, he fell for that one a lot, and they’d laughed loudly when he’d summon some odd, grotesque thing after meshing two different chants together. He’d gotten mostly wise to that trick, though, so they’d had to come up with other means of entertaining themselves.

“I think he’s just young,” came an airier voice.

“Pfft,” another scoffed. “Agaraesh only likes him because Vader used to hang around with that primordial buffoon.”

“Obi Wan was not a buffoon!” Agaraesh exclaimed. “He knew more than all of you combined! He’d know what do with another Skywalker trying to break into this realm.”

“Newsflash, Rae, he’s a Solo, not a Skywalker.”

“A different last name doesn’t change what’s in his blood.”

“Maybe not….but names have power. And Skywalker is a name he does not have.”

“Yeah, and it shows.”

As he went to grab a new instrument from the shelf behind him, the pages flipped silently over before fluttering down to stop at 1012.

“Shh, SHH!!” they hushed at each other, and they watched.

The boy, so wrapped up in his spell, thinking his audience was blessedly absent for once, continued on as a green smoke began to swirl over the tome. He frowned.

“That…that’s not supposed to be green,” he muttered, and screamed when thirteen vipers materialized atop his ritual.

The demons were beside themselves, and their satisfaction reeked into the surrounding space.

Agaraesh watched as the boy backed himself against the bookshelf, hands clinging to it, as his chest heaved. His mind was practically humming as it worked to think of an incantation to at least freeze the aggressive beasts. Eyes wide and arm shaking, he held out his hand towards them. The demons grew rapt. He took in a breath.

“Fríesende!!” he commanded. There was a pause, but the vipers still persisted, slithering amongst each other, slowly flicking out their forked tongues and honing in on the boy’s fear. The demons were in an uproar, falling over each other, as much as incorporeal being could, over the apparent failure.

Agaraesh was frustrated. Moving close to him, the demon rested its lips close to his ear.

“Try ‘aþ’ as your ending….” it purred, and instantly his hand shot over his ear in a panic, pulling at it desperately as the vipers moved closer.

“I’d try it quickly, too,” Agaraesh continued, “They’re already within striking distance…”

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Interview with Mattson 2
By Chris Nieratko

Aside from contributing to the soundtrack of Vans’ first ever skate video, Propeller, the two-piece jazz ensemble made up of twin brothers Jared and Jonathan Mattson, known as the Mattson 2 are heavily rooted in skateboard culture. We sat the brothers down to discuss Propeller, Greg Hunt, Ray Barbee and their new movie, Twinchronicity.

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