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“AKUMAJOU DENSETSU for MONDO”

I got the pleasure of working on the Castlevania III: Dracula’s Curse Soundtrack vinyl art. If you’ve played the game you know Dracula is the final boss and his second form is a giant brain with a bunch of heads attached to it. Only instead of demon heads I’ve placed all four of the main characters in the brains tendrils.

Sypha is the girl with the hood, Alucard with the slicked back hair and fangs, Grant with the bandana and eye patch, and Trevor with the long hair and headband. 

Coming some time in March so more updates to come. I also did the back cover and interior so check back for more updates~

Thanks to AD Mo Shafeek and Rob Jones!

The fact that this band exists is so meaningful in itself. 

There is a boy on the drums with anxiety. He uses every drumbeat to drive away the demons in his head. He plays with ferocity yet to be rivaled by any other drummer. He’s got morning colored hair, and river shaped eyes. He is strong, and he plays the drums, and he cares for us.

There is a boy on the right side of the stage. This boy has depression. He’s got wide-open eyes, and blue thoughts that bleed into the air. He fights the monsters with this microphone that amplifies the lyrics large enough to intimidate the creatures. Like shadows on a wall, it makes them afraid. He wants us to be happy, he wants us to be alive.

There is this band. It is not confused, but it is confusing. Not everyone understands it, but that is okay. There is emotion in this band that is not afraid to hide. There is dreams that we are not afraid to dream. There is times in which this band plays, and there is red confetti in the air that reminds us to not find the red confetti in our arms. And when the red rains down, it brings us to the blueness of it all.

There is the clique. The clique is broken people, the band’s people, family. The clique is blue. This group of people hold up their hands, and scream the lyrics to the sky. They sing with reckless abandon, and instead of the world watching and judging, the world is watching and being blown away. When we sing together, we make a sound so loud the entire media stops and stares.

This band exists. That is incredible.

Hello neighbour from hell, may I help renovate your house?

Strap your seatbelts, this will be Odyssey long one. First thing first, let me take some time to introduce you to Cruella de Vil of this story, who I hated for many years with a fury of a thousand raging diarrheas. You know that joke if you had a gun with two bullets and you were in a room with Hitler, Bin Laden, and x-person, you would shoot x-person twice? Well, not only would I shoot her, I would proceed to beat her with gunstock, perform exorcism on her lifeless body (just in case) and then burry the remains. She is stereotypical neighbour from hell. And hell is in this case the Mediterranean.

I live in a medium sized Mediterranean town with ancient heritage; all the houses are old and jammed close to each other. My neighbourhood is also made of these stone houses which share walls, so for instance when my neighbour to the right plays guitar in his bedroom, I hear it in my living room (I don’t mind him though, he is always really quiet, respects the hours and plays Rolling Stones and Metallica really well) and when I fart in my toilet, Cruella on the left side hears it clearly. Suits her well.

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{PART 22} I Won’t Stop You (M) // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; You hear the great history of Vampires as you have never heard it before. But as the door into Jungkook’s world is opened wide for you - many more open in turn. Jungkook finds himself overwhelmed with anger - and that anger turns into something you least expected.

“His love and protection were both her weapon and shield. She didn’t belong or willingly surrender to anyone; anyone that was, except him.”

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time) 

{Part 1} // {Part 21} {Part 22} {Part 23}

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mayordomogoliat  asked:

Bendy the Head animator is a brilliant and funny AU idea and for some reason I see him going to the main office to pitch his cartoon to the suits and they're all already on the final signing out of relief cause they're so tired of Drew's bullshit and stuff before an intern finally goes "Wait a second, you're a cartoon!" and they're like B: "So I am." S:"Never mind he delivers you're hired."

i love this a lot

i think people forget that sometimes the person who tries to fix everyone needs fixing too

Neo-Assyrian Obsidian Lamaštu Demon Magic Amulet, 8th-7th Century BC

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The obverse with an incised image of the demon Lamashtu with head of a bird facing right, striding right, with an elongated body, her arms raised in a threatening posture, a seated dog to lower right in profile with comb above; a piglet in profile to lower left with spindle above; an uncertain ‘sideways-T’ symbol at top left corner and donkey’s ankle to top right; a line of cuneiform text, which translates to “Incantation.” The reverse has seven lines of cuneiform text that translates as: “Incantation, O Lamashtu, daughter of Anu, thou art great among the gods. Be conjured by the heavens and be conjured by the earth.“

In Mesopotamian mythology, Lamashtu was a female demon, monster, malevolent goddess or demigoddess who menaced women during childbirth and, if possible, kidnapped their children while they were breastfeeding. She would gnaw on their bones and suck their blood, as well as being charged with a number of other evil deeds. Lamashtu is depicted as a mythological hybrid, with a hairy body, a lioness’ head with donkey’s teeth and ears, long fingers and fingernails, and the feet of a bird with sharp talons. She is often shown standing or kneeling on a donkey, nursing a pig and a dog, and holding snakes. She thus bears some functions and resemblance to the Mesopotamian demon Lilith.

Lamashtu’s father was the Sky God Anu. Unlike many other usual demonic figures and depictions in Mesopotamian lore, Lamashtu was said to act in malevolence of her own accord, rather than at the gods’ instructions. Along with this her name was written together with the cuneiform determinative indicating deity. This means she was a goddess or a demigoddess in her own right. She bore seven names and was described as seven witches in incantations. Her evil deeds included: slaying children; causing harm to mothers and expectant mothers; eating men and drinking their blood; disturbing sleep; bringing nightmares; destroying crops; infesting rivers and lakes; and being a bringer of disease, sickness, and death.

Pazuzu, a god or demon, was invoked to protect birthing mothers and infants against Lamashtu’s malevolence, usually on amulets, such as this one, and statues. Although Pazuzu was said to be bringer of famine and drought, he was also invoked against evil for protection, and against plague, but he was primarily and popularly invoked against his fierce, malicious rival Lamashtu.

Hold On (trigger warning)

A/N: I’m in Prague with a friend this week and I put this on schedule so lets hope it works.
Requested to use the line “because I love you, that’s why.” Be aware this has a trigger warning, so think twice before reading. Also, I would love to hear feedback on this because I am honestly so fucking nervous.

Word count: 2,638

Hearing someone you love cry, is probably the worst feeling ever. The worst kind of pain I’ve ever experienced. I felt her pain. Deep in my chest. In every fibre of my body. With every dense heart beat. I felt it. Hearing her desperate sore cries from the other side of the door, it killed me inside. Left me numb and frozen.

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my parents are in the other room with my younger sister. 4 years younger than me yet i go to sleep before her. watching Saturday Night Live together, like a normal family.

they’re laughing.

but the demons inside of my head won’t shut up and i’ve been lying here listening to the voices that keep me up at night. i’m crying, alone and in the dark, thinking of people i used to talk to and dreams we once had.

and i lay here, crying, alone and in the dark.

all the while i get into a fight with my supposed best friend, you know the one who tells me were like blood only to be the one to stab the knife.

and she’s mad at me because i have no sympathy, same thing i’ve been told by countless individuals. “i lack a heart” is something mostly everyone’s once said.

but i lay here, crying, alone and in the dark. thinking amount memories and should’ve beens, i’m wondering what we would be now if we were still an us.

and as you scream at me for being too cold, my heart breaks a little more each time, but i knew this was coming, i instigated the fight. i knew you were mad at me, i didn’t like you ignoring me, i wanted to apologize but look at where i got us instead.

i’m pathetic, at my weakest, and, ironically, you tell me you’re leaving because i don’t care about anything. but you’re not here to see me breaking and you never have been.

and i lay here, crying, alone and in the dark.

and i lay here, crying, alone and in the dark.

it becomes the responsibility of my other friends to glue me back together. some of them being shown pieces of me they’ll forget when they decide to throw me away, telling me again that i don’t have a heart.

and i lay here, crying, alone and in the dark.

7 kisses;

member- yoongi

genre- fluff, smidge of angst, lovey-dovey

words- 1, 818

summary- kisses are a way of showing love, and you and yoongi know that best

a/n- HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HEART, MIN YOONGI. i love him so much :’) it’s also @bangtanshopex‘s (aka tina!) birthday!! go wish her a happy bday ❤ this scenario is also based off of ed sheeran’s song kiss me.  i love ed sheeran, definitely check him out if you haven’t!! his new album is amazing!

Originally posted by sugagifs

settle down with me, cover me up, cuddle me in 

The night was cool, with the chirping of crickets echoing throughout the room. A gentle breeze flowed through your bedroom window, causing you to shiver slightly as you pulled your comforter closer to your chest.

“You’re too far away,” Yoongi mumbled against his pillow. You felt his cold fingers grab hold of your wrist as he whined. “Come closer.”

With a grin, you rolled over and fit yourself against Yoongi’s body. Warmth immediately encompassed you and you sighed happily. His arm instantly found purchase wrapped around your waist, his hand resting on the small of your back lightly. He hummed in content as he breathed in your scent.

“Did you miss me?” you whispered. Days when your boyfriend was away were always hard, but you cherished the ones when he came back.

He gently dragged his nose across yours, giving you a sweet Eskimo kiss. “Always, my dear.”

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