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"Dance Of The Dragons" Chapter Five: Torn - Modern!Aemond Targaryen x Reader (Rocker AU)

Catch Up On This Series HERE.

Summary: You go on your date with Alys and it ends up being interrupted and the semifinals approach.

TW: profanity, innuendo, afab reader, she/her pronouns, mentions of infidelity, mentions of character deaths

Word Count: 2,445 words

Rating: 18+, MDNI

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Songs Used In This Chapter: "Torn" (originally by Natalie Imbruglia, here written by Reader), "Lost in Stereo" (originally by All Time Low, here written by Aemond) "Gone Too Soon" (originally by Simple Plan, here written by Y/N)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the House of The Dragon/Fire & Blood characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the songs listed in this chapter nor do I claim to own them.

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Helaena, Baela, Rhaena, Aemond, Jace, Aegon, and Luke are seated in varying areas around the restaurant where you and Alys are supposed to be meeting. Luke, the little freak that he is, has brought a pair of binoculars with him, and a pack of walkie talkies, one of which he’s given Aemond, who he has deemed the leader of this “mission”, the other to Aegon.

“Eagle 1 to Eagle 2,” Luke says in a low voice, “The songbird is in the nest.”

Baela drops her menu and snatches Aemond’s walkie talkie from him to yell at her little brother, “Speak English!”

“Your friend is at her table. No sign of Alys yet. We’re T minus five-“

“ENGLISH!”

“They’re supposed to meet in five minutes- oh, there’s her date!”

You stand up when you see Alys. She looks absolutely gorgeous. She’s wearing a pretty pinup style dress that shows off her sleeve of tattoos and her makeup game is impeccable. When Alys sees you, her jaw almost drops to the floor.

“You look,” she says, a bit awestruck, “Wow…”

“Thanks,” you smile, giving her a quick hug.

Alys hugs you back and takes the seat opposite you.

Baela speaks into the walkie talkie she snatched from Aemond, “Does anyone have a visual on this bitch’s face?”

“Negative, sis,” Luke states, eating some of the bread rolls the waiter has just delivered to the table, earning a disgusted look from Jace as the younger boy stuffs his face on Aemond’s dime.

“Do you guys really think this is Alys Alys?” Jace asks, grabbing the walkie talkie, “I mean, it’s a common name. She could’ve meant ‘Alice’ like Alice in Chains-“

“It’s not Alice in fucking Chains!” Aemond snaps a bit too loudly.

Aegon turns from his table and scolds him for the benefit of the other diners, “Young man, watch your potty mouth! There are children present!”

“Fuck you, you dumb cunt!”

You and Alys ignore whatever the hell is going on a few tables over and continue chatting. She tells you about how she’s really into witchy stuff and the occult, which you actually find very cool and interesting. She asks you about your band and how you got together. And it’s going really well. Until she gets up to use the restroom.

That’s when you see seven people across the restaurant stand up and for a moment, you think you’re about to witness an armed robbery.

You shriek and get under the table, “Please, I’m poor, don’t hurt me!”

Rhaena groans and drags you out, “You fucking moron, it’s us.”

“The fuck?!”

Everyone gathers around your table and glares at Alys, but the most vicious of all the stares is Aemond.

“This is my girlfriend, Alys. Alys, this is the lead singer of Helaena’s band.”

You look between the two of them, “What kinda fuckin’ Upside Down parallel Darkest Timeline shit have I entered here?”

Alys begins panicking, “Aemy… Y/N… I can explain!”

“Aemy doesn’t want to have anything to do with you, you cheating skank!” Baela growls, standing in front of Aemond protectively, “And neither does my friend!”

“Wait,” you pause, “That boyfriend you ‘broke up with’… Who you got that album for… That was Aemond…”

Helaena looks at Alys and frowns, “You know, I really wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt, but you’re just a very mean person!”

“Oh, quit preaching at me Septa Helaena,” Alys snaps, “It’s not like Aemond wasn’t fucking fawning over her when he was supposed to be dating me,” she turns to Aemond now and glares, “I saw those fucking lyrics, Aemond! ‘Lips of an Angel’? You’re just as big of a piece of shit as I am.”

“That was my personal shit, Alys,” Aemond says angrily, “You had no right to be going through that-”

“You know what?” you say, “This is not my relationship, not my place. I’m out of here. Fuck you both,” you turn to Aemond, “You’re an asshole for flirting with me when you had a girlfriend and you,” you whirl on Alys next, “You’re an asshole for fucking approaching me under false pretenses, making me like you, and lying to me!”

“But I do like you!” Alys calls after you, covering her face and bursting into tears.

Aemond stares after you helplessly, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

Both Alys and Aemond hurl insults at the other until Alys finally admits, “Fine! I followed you one day to her record store and I guess I just saw what you liked in whoever this skank was so much and we just clicked!”

Luke lets out a low whistle, “Can someone take me back to school? It’s almost lunch period and it’s pizza day.”

“You just ate fifty dollars worth of food,” Aemond gives him a disbelieving look.

“I’m a growing boy.”

The semifinals are fast approaching and you decide to try and put all of this behind you and focus on your band.

During a particularly slow hour at the record store, you pull out your acoustic and start strumming, trying to put your emotions about Alys, who you’d genuinely thought you could see yourself dating, into words.

You strum a few chords and start singing, “I thought I saw a girl brought to life. She was warm, she came around like she was dignified. She showed me what it was to cry.” And then the anger sets in, “Well you couldn't be that girl that I adored. You don't seem to know, or seem to care what your heart is for. I don't know her anymore.” Your strumming becomes a little more intense as you continue, “There's nothin' where she used to lie. Our conversation has run dry. That’s what's goin' on. Nothing’s fine, I'm torn. I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel. I’m cold and I am shamed, lying naked on the floor.”

Alys walks into the store, hoping to speak with you, but she hides in the corner and listens to you sing. She leaves without saying a word, knowing that she has ruined this to the point of no return.

“Illusion never changed into something real. I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn. You’re a little late. I’m already torn.”

Aemond comes into your record store as you’re finishing strumming the last few chords and he looks like he’s genuinely sorry, “Look, I-”

“I shouldn’t have called you an asshole,” you say simply, “You never told me you don’t have a girlfriend. It was harmless flirting and it’s none of my business what was happening in your relationship. Let’s call a truce and put this whole thing behind us.”

Aemond nods before speaking again, “For the record… I don’t have a girlfriend anymore.”

“Yeah, after the whole both of you guys hitting on the same chick, I didn’t really see the relationship lasting.”

He gives you an awkward little smile before handing you the record he wants to buy and watching you ring him up.

Aemond’s gaze is of course drawn to you the moment you enter the venue for the semifinals, admiring your ripped skinny jeans and your Cobain shirt, your messy hair and eyeliner. He stares at you, feels completely and entirely paralyzed. Like he can’t even breathe.

After checking in and both of your bands doing an initial soundcheck, the seven of you decide to head out for a band dinner, in honor of the semifinals. And it ends up being… Really fun. You sit next to Aemond and it turns out he isn’t just the snobby rich boy that you’ve thought he is all along. The guy actually has a decent sense of humor and, as you already know, solid music taste.

“The Battle of the Bands winner actually gets to tour with the Direwolves,” Aemond informs you, his arm draped across the back of your chair as he speaks, gazing at you intently, “That’s a huge career boost. It could really put any band on the map.”

“Ah, but you gotta place in the semis before we even think about the finals,” you point out, winking at him, “And there’s a chance neither of our bands will.”

“You’re a bit of a pessimist,” he smirks, “I respect that. But to be quite honest, I think either of the bands has a very solid chance of winning.”

“I hope so.”

“Won’t it be awkward going on tour with the Starks though?” Aegon pipes in, interrupting your conversation, giving Jace a sly little smile, “Considering Jace fucked their bassist?”

You turn to see Jace blushing bright red, “Sara Snow? She’s super talented and gorgeous. I don’t blame you.”

Jace turns to you and nods, the tips of his ears turning red, “Yeah, uh, Sara and I were a thing but it was a few years ago. Not sure why Aegon felt like it was necessary to bring it up. I’m a fuckin’ professional and Sara and I don’t have any hard feelings-”

Aegon holds back a little snicker. Seeing Jace get all defense like this is hilarious, especially since he knows his cousin still has feelings for Sara. The two of them watch as you and Aemond return to your conversation, smiling to themselves at the positive turn your relationship has taken in spite of all the craziness with Alys.

When you return to the venue, the seven of you wait backstage. And it is beyond nerve wracking. You see Helaena start picking at her nails, a habit you know she picked up from her mom. You take her hand to stop her. She smiles at you in thanks, all of you buzzing with nervous energy.

This is going to either make or break you.

The boys have the last slot of the night and you the second to last, which is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing in that you’ll be fresh in the judges’ minds when it comes time to vote. A curse in that it’s made you all form a gigantic ball of anxiety.

When you are finally called to come up on stage, you all get into a huddle quickly. You and the girls close your eyes in your usual pre-show ritual, manifesting a successful set. And it goes well, incredibly so. You and the girls play your hearts out, like there’s no tomorrow, playing each of your best songs.

When it’s time for your last song of the night, a new one you’ve written for Cerelle, you turn and glance at your bandmates who all give you encouraging smiles. This is the only slow song of your set and, with their help, you managed to write something that hurt a bit less than your other song for her.

“Hey there now,” you sing, your voice more mellow than with the others you’ve been singing, “Where’d you go? You left me here so unexpected. You changed my life, I hope you know ‘cause now I’m lost, so unprotected. In the blink of an eye, I never got to say goodbye,” you swallow thickly and belt out the chorus, “Like a shooting star flying across the room, so fast so far, you were gone too soon. You’re a part of me and I’ll never be the same here without you. You were gone too soon.”

On the bridge, everyone joins in and sings, supporting you as you begin to tear up, “Shine on, shine on, on to a better place. Shine on, shine on, we’ll never be the same. Shine on, shine on…”

Aemond watches from backstage, a lump in his throat as he thinks of his own father while the song plays. There’s something about the lyrics combined with your voice that makes the whole thing very emotional for him. And it’s like there’s this glowing aura about you as you sing. He can’t quite explain it. Almost like a halo.

Soon, it’s his turn to go up, but just before he does, you approach him.

“Your bandana’s off center,” you tell him, leaning over to fix it, “Lemme get that for you.”

Aemond feels your soft fingertips graze against his forehead and hairline as you adjust his bandana and lets out a sharp breath through his nose. He stares at you with his good eye, knowing his gaze is probably a tad too intense for most people. But, he thinks to himself, You aren’t most people. Your red lips part in a lazy smile and again he remembers that fucking song he wrote for you.

Lips of an Angel.

Yeah, you do have the lips of an angel. You pat his chest and walk over to the side of the stage where you and the girls will be watching from. Aemond can’t take his gaze away from you as he takes the lead on “Lost In Stereo”, and you realize the song weirdly echoes your interactions with him. You wonder if maybe he’s the one who wrote it.

“She’s dancing alone, I’m ready to go but she’s so,” Aemond sings, staring straight at you, “Lost in stereo, lost in stereo. She’s out of control, so beautiful, lost in stereo, lost in stereo. And I’ve been waiting for so long but she’ll never know. I’m losing hope cuz she’s so lost in stereo, lost in stereo.”

You lean against an amp, watching his fingers move along the neck of the guitar, pouring his heart and soul into the song.

“And I’m just like cellophane, cuz she sees right through me I know…”

The two of you lock eyes as he finishes out the song, “She’s so lost in stereo, lost in stereo.”

After the boys finish their set, you all head backstage to wait with the other bands, anxiety building as you wait to hear the competition results. In twenty minutes, you’ll know if you’ve made the finals. If you’re going to have a chance to tour with one of your favorite bands and get signed to a major label. To fully pursue the thing you love most. The seven of you watch the monitor that shows what’s going on stage intently, waiting for the announcer to speak. You absentmindedly grab Aemond’s thigh, looking for someone to ground you. He raises an eyebrow and rests his hand on top of yours.

“And the winner of the Battle of the Bands semifinals is…” the announcer says in an over the top voice… “Well, in an unprecedented turn of events, the judges have selected two winners. The Dance of the Dragons and The Doom of Old Valyria will both be advancing to the Battle of the Bands finals!”

#aemond targaryen x reader #aemond targaryen #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen x you #aemond x you #aemond fic #aemond x fem!reader #aemond targaryen x y/n #prince aemond #prince aemond targaryen #prince aemond x reader #my writing #dotd fic

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bittybat28 · 3 months

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Tobias mentioned he was feeling kind of 70’s rock for this next album and if he sticks with it, I will pass away because a 70’s rocker Papa?? Or potentially a 70’s rocker COPIA. Could you imagine the old style occult vibes!

(Also I need to see what Copia would look like as a 70’s rocker because if he’s this sexy now? Oh my heart!)

#ghesties #ghost #ghost the band #copia #papa emeritus iv #papa iv

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ratsfication · 1 year

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Why I don't think Copia is dying and why he's not the antichrist:

It's well known that TF likes to follow certain themes for his albums concepts.

We had "Prequelle" about the black plague and now we are experiencing "Impera".

Impera is about fallen empires, our cyclic history of conquer and rule. I think ghost is staying with this concept till the next album and this why i don't think he's bringing the antichrist concept so soon.

Ghost is telling us a history and we need the apocalypse in order to have the antichrist and imperia isn't about the apocalypse.

Meliora, Prequelle and Impera are the first steps to create the apocalypse, after all the chaos, we are having the apocalypse and the Antichrist.

That being said, i really think Tobias is going to release an album about the Apocalypse and the end of the world.

"Oh but we already have Infestissumam and Opus Eponymous"

Opus Eponymous is more of an collection of prayers and a few stories about satan and satanic figures.

Infestissumam is more focused on the antichrist, but it's providing us prophecys and prayers for idolatry.

Meliora is about the world without a god, the early stages before the apocalypse.

What the nameless ghoul said about it:

Some Christians Scholars said the antichrist is the first of the four horsemen of the apocalypse, he's going to be the world leader after the rapture and the chaos.

He's going to bring the apocalypse, he's charming and confident.

I don't think this description fits Copia.

Resume:

Meliora, Prequelle and Impera where all the early stages before the apocalypse.

I don't think Ghost is bringing the antichrist so soon because we need one album solemnly about the Apocalypse, to actually have a story for the antichrist and this guy is not Copia

"what about the vitral where Copia is naked and have a enigmatic chest tattoo?"

In my opinion, that picture is actually a representation about Adam and Eve, but it's not literal. Copia is the one holding the apple instead of the woman, this is a metaphor that says he's the one making us sin, he's the one offering the apple of sin.

About Copia's death:

i don't think he's dying, he will probably be deposed and after that, we have papa V. Tobias is not a big fan of being predicable, so honestly, he's not killing papa iv so soon.

I have a theory about Copia too:

Bonus:

Even tho Mary Goore is not an part of the Ghost lore, they're actually a good candidate to being the antichrist.

In the song "under the spell", Mary is actually singing like they're the antichrist itself:

When TF said this:

We need to remember that angels are creatures without genders, so maybe, Mary is actually an fallen angel and a good candidate of being the antichrist.

Another thing: since the antichrist is the exactly opposite of jesus, his mother needs to be a "morally wrong woman". So maybe, the antichrist is the son of one of the papas with an sister of sin.

Overall, this is what i wanted to share! I hope it makes sense.

#ghost #ghost band #copia #ghost copia #ghost terzo #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #ghost lore #ghost theory #mary goore #i cant wait omggg

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prezzom · 5 months

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Hello Good Omens Fandom! I made a pokemon au with my bestie @mistyriousness and I loved it so much I commissioned my other bestie, https://www.instagram.com/marvelous_art_bean/ to draw them! Their commissions are still open if you wanna dm them! I have another commish on the way but with Muriel So a little bit about this au! (Still a wip so I'm open for cool ideas to add) It's a region with two opposing teams, Team Ethereal and Team Occult. The teams used to be one big team before a rift was created between members, probably about which deity pokemon to summon or whatever, Arceus or Giratina. Now the teams duke it out for dominance of the region and rush to summon their chosen deity pokemon in order to rule... You know. Pokemon villain stuff. The different teams have various members in charge of the gyms. For example, Dagon is the water gym leader, Beelzebub is a bug leader, Michael is a flying type leader, and so forth. Team Etheral presents themselves as the peacekeepers of the region and paints Team Occult as undesirable degenerates who only wish to cause trouble. Which is a fair read. They are way less inconspicuous about their corruption. The professor of the region is Aziraphale! Crowley is a grass type gym leader with an edgy-ass rocker gym. You'd think he was a dark type gym leader or something, but nah. He doesn't super care about his job but doesn't want to deal with the consequences of defying team Occult. He and Aziraphale are still friends and ofc secretly in love. But they can't be together publicly. Team Etheral could pull some strings and Aziraphale could lose his beloved cozy job as a sweet lil professor! The protagonist is Adam and he's got the Them to travel with. Warlock is his rival. Throughout the story, Aziraphale and Crowley appear to help the main characters and give them hints on how to fuck up these two teams for them. They disguise themselves as Brother Francis and Nanny Ashtoreth to do this. They act like these disguises are the most foolproof shit in the world. They need Team Etheral and Team Occult to be disbanded so they can be together publicly. And also keep them from destroying the region by summoning forces beyond their understanding yadda yadda yadda In the post game you can have friendly double battles with Aziracrow

#good omens #pokemon #pokemon au #anthony j crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #good omens pokemon au #crowley #commission

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slutisnotabadword · 2 months

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I’m currently writing a Bamon fic that basically reimagines TVD, starting with them starting college and with Bonnie as the protagonist. And like I have SO many headcanons I’m gonna incorporate. A lot of them comes from the show but just elevated.

1. Bonnie

My lovely, mistreated Bonnie… boy do I have ideas for you. First of all, she’s going to have some good ass hairstyles. BLACK GIRL hairstyles. I think Bonnie loves to wear curly ponytails with decorated scarves, or like some long knotless braids. AHHH I have some ideas for her hair. But speaking of style, Bonnie loves the bohemian aesthetic. So, air of half tops, waist beads, long skirts, etc (go on Pinterest and type “bohemian black girl, and you’d see what I’m talking about). She wears alot of brown, green, beige and like golden colors. She wears red when she’s feeling spicy. Bonnie is also into candles, HEAVILY, and crystals. She’s not religious but spiritual. And for college, she’s majoring in dance and minoring in occult studies. Her favorite genre of dance is contemporary. And her favorite breakfast is cereal, and she’s most likely a vegetarian. Also I wanna change her background a bit. She actually grew up being raised by her mother and her grandmother. Her father left because he couldn’t or wouldn’t handle with their witch ancestry, when he found out.

2. Damon

Damon’s bisexual. That’s it, that’s the quote. But no seriously, I firmly believe that he is, and I stand by that. And also in my fic, Damon has this kind of… “punk rocker” aesthetic going. Imagine eyeliner, leather jackets with pins, ripped jeans, black and red color pallete. With that being said, he has a SICK fashion sense. He paints his own fingernails, mainly the color black. Another big thing about Damon is that he LOVES music. He is a music fanatic. He adores all the genres and can see the beauty in all of them, and he collects records. He also loves to play various of instruments. He has mastered the piano, the guitar, the violin and the trumpet and other shit too, and he loves to sing but he never sings infront of people. He loves to cook. Whenever he’s frustrated or gets startled, he swears in Italian. And speaking of Italian, Damon and Stefan’s were born in like the late 1400s or the early 1500s in Florence, Italy. And their family portrait was actually painted by the famous painter, Caravaggio. Damon didn’t come to America till the 1920s as he began to admire the American people’s party era.

3. Elena

She actually stays pretty much the same. However, Elena really likes Britney Spears so a lot of her outfits are inspired by her. She wears alot of dark colors, but you will see her in a pink matching tracksuit and a baby blue cropped top. Elena kind of takes every moment to show her belly button. Oh, and she loves cropped jackets. Veryyyyy Y2K going on here. Elena is trynna become a doctor but she’s also minoring in writing.

4. Caroline

I gotta be honest, I have no notes for Caroline cause I think her character in the show was written perfectly enough to be memorable and entertaining. However I think her aesthetic could be boosted up a notch to rest for her image. Caroline wears a lot of bubbly colors. Very bright but also soft color palette, so imagine a lot of soft pinks, blues, whites. She loves to wear plaid skirts and cardigans and sweaters. She’s trying to be a lawyer, which I fully expect from her. Think of Elle Woods without the hot pink.

5. Stefan

Stefan is good ol’ Stefan (except in my head, the version that I like). He’s very athletic, he gives very much sensitive gym bro. And he’s actually kind of passionate about all sports, and watches them regularly. That being said, he also loves writing, specifically poetry. So therefore he’s majoring in writing. Stefan first came to America, following his brother in the 20s. They were trying to make up with each other, and as Damon was trying to teach him how to feed as a normal vampire, it caused Stefan to be the ripper of something something. Basically in the show but different timelines. Oh and Stefan wears the color red and blue a lot, kind of patriotic of him lmao.

#ugh there’s so so so much more I could add #I cannot wait to write this fic UGH #the vampire diaries #tvd #damon salvatore #tvdu #tvd opinions #elena gilbert #bamon #stefan salvatore #caroline forbes #bonnie bennet #tvd headcanons #headcanon #tvd fic #tvd fanfic

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silent-dragon · 4 months

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TWST Student OC Profile - Duane Lovato Bardales

Theme song

Personal Info

Name - Duane Lovato Bardales

Stage Name - Wraith King

Physical Age - 21

Birthday - ??

Gender - Male

Species - Wraith/Half Fae

Height - 245cm/8ft

Orientation - Demisexual

Marital Status - Widowed

Homeland - Miseria Islet

Family - Renata Bardales+(Late Wife)

Grandfather+

Brother+

Niece+

Number of Cousins

Twist of Viego(Pentakill & Canon)from League of Legends

College Info

School - Hourglass Station Academy

Dorm - Legothrylos

Year - 4th

Best Subject - Dark Artes,Monster and Animal Culture

Club - Occult

Occupation - Rock Guitarist & Vocalist,King

Other Info

Likes - Gothic Aesthetics,Necromancy,Fire,Demons,People who Sew,Brunettes,Gothic Fashion,Eyeliner,Rock Music,Guitars,Creepy Subjects,Death Symbolism

Dislikes - Children(sorta),Being Told Someone is Fully gone when they are gone,Mundane duties as a king

Unique Magic - Dark Love Sap ~ The dark mist that snakes out of his chest hole can leech the life force of others who have even a sliver of feelings towards him. He can suppress the mist so it doesn't always happen but needs a bit of life force to feed his mortal side.

Personality - A man of stubbornness but has a soft side to his half dead heart. Raised to be a strict ruler so is rough around the edges but that's evident by how he looks. Into many things that may unnerve a lot so best to keep aware of that when encountering him. Appeal to his softer side and he will treat you well but annoy him and he will inch his long fingers around your neck…metaphorically..mostly.

Duane picrew for ref & his late wife Renata

Bio - The ill-fated king of a series of islands now plagued by darkness. Once was a decent softer man married to the love of his life til misfortune happened because of him and she perished for it. Since then been on a violent dark path trying to resurrect her but instead doomed his entire kingdom making him the king of an undead kingdom. Currently he has taken a leave to pursue a life to better himself from his pain but still harbors the yearning for what he lost. Became a rocker to express that pain though song and to keep himself from going fully crazy as now stuck between living and undead he needs an end to his suffering broken heart.

Other Things

Usually responds to people at 1st with a creepy smile but he means well.

His title as king and homeland is not known by most of the public his rocker persona is all that is known.

He speaks 3 languages with Spanish being his 1st so speaks the others with some fluency but may have some trouble. Uses the universal language spell so when he sings its clear.

English,Spanish,Italian VA ~ Antonio Banderas in style of Puss in Boots

(Homeland and Band Lore coming soon)

#twst oc #twisted wonderland oc #twisted wonderland #twst fandorm #twst fanschool #hourglass station academy #legothrylos #duane #viego lol #viego the ruined king #league of legends

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mayplantstarrwaters · 10 months

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And here's something I have never posted here, yet I always wanted to. My oc, who's also my son - Axel Ronnell. Gonna Melsplain some briefs about him here (I will update this later)

Axel Ronnell, or Ace, is a late 60s - 70s rock musician, poet who formed Cruel Heaven, a dark psychedelia, progressive, hard rock band (I will also explain more about them sometime since this post is mainly focus about Ace).

Ace is the lead guitarist of the band but sometimes he also plays keyboard, flute, sitar and lots of other instrument. He's also responsible for composing most songs for the band.

Another thing Ace is mostly known for aside from being a musician was his passion with poems and literature. Having to lose his interest toward Christianity at a young age, he sorta became deeply spiritual and developed a healthy respect for occultist literature and culture. Aside from that, he also loves mythology, gothic novel, modernist poetry. His interest in classic and mystic literature reflected in his music quite occasionally (even his band's theme was based on his main interest with occult)

Ace was also interest in art too, as he'd spend his freetime sketching things in his mind, but he prefer to be coverted with it

Ace's personality is a mix of a both chaos, and peace. He was clever, his intelligence shine through his music, his poems, his nature to the point it could be described as insane, insanely astounding. Sometimes Axel could be a bit ruthless, erratic, and cold toward people as he wasn't really fond with being around. But not many knows that it's just a mask he put on to cover his true true self. Though he was always opened up about his views, opinion, but no one really knows Axel, as he was very withdrawal about his personality. Most of the time, Axel tend to be quite shy, awkward and somewhat vulnerable, especially when it came to receive affections or mostly, love.

Ace was an active bisexual throughout his life. His interest in witchcraft was the first way for him to build his trust and explore deeper into his sexuality, as he later in life got to appraise it by dating people with the same gender as his

Though Ace was mostly famous for being a very heavy rocker, not many known that he also played alots of jazz before developing himself into a rock musician. Prior to his rockstar day, Ace started his career by being a session musicians for a few jazz artists, and sometimes pop singers too. Even in his Cruel Heaven's days, Ace sometimes still love to combine jazz and blues into his music but he tend to got experimental with it

#i think this is pretty much what i could thought of rn to explain about him #bit sleepy innit #so there will be a few details missing #which means i will update about this sometimes #also my writing is quite strange here so im sorry for that if you read this and spot some mistakes #aside from him #i will also explain about a few more ocs of mine in the future #now #gnn #writing this makes me sleepy but im glad i was able to make this a post without giving it up midway #my ocs #my artwork #axel #cruel heaven posting #my post #mel's beloved children

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aftonfamilyvalues · 20 days

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theyre such legends for this

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fumikomiyasaki · 2 months

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Uh this is for to see if more potential ships or friendships/interactions with your ocs for these few? Is fine if just 1 option for each.

Duane Devlin Neville Alexandre & Adalene

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For Duane I feel Gregory and Bengal would mostly just welcome a fellow rocker into their circle and also Gregory would vibe with the goth aesthetic... although I am unsure if boths low intelligence might put them off. But musically the three would have a lot to share and could hang out at award shows. I can also see Julian and April chat with him about the occult. And as said Eiji might find him pretty.

Kaeru and Devlin for sure be fishing buddies... but also it be funny if Devlin got close to Kayne and found out he was previously an assassin geeking about it while Kayne just is worried about it... he would love to cook the fish he catches though.

Neville gotta go with Paula being a social media bestie on his side... she could make him tough against internet hate and share cute aesthetic photos where they just chat a lot. Peko also has friend potential... and... I can see Barry grow weak to his pretty cute look...

Fennec and Carol be probably fine studying friends with Alexandre... Carol being one who visits this dorm much anyways and doesn't mind joining while Fennec is an adventure expert and could offer great experience and ideas...

Adalene maybe could vibe with Gabrielle who could be a good sparring partner and make her a nice sword... aside that... Pamela could be a friend who is more accepting and make her cookies. Camilla also being close to a Lady knight but being strict could be interesting for them to go from bickering to respect.

#twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland ocs #twst #disney twst #twst ocs #twistedwonderland #twistedwonderlandoc

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doomedandstoned · 3 months

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New York Occult Rockers MAMA DOOM Reveal 'Ring The Bell’ Music Video

~Doomed & Stoned Debuts~

By Billy Goate

Here's a track that gets better every time you listen to it. It's a ballade of sorts, a tale told of the longest night. "Ring The Bell" is the first single that emerged from 'Blood Salt Sacrifice' (2023) by MAMA DOOM, which dropped December 15th. Today, it gets the music video treatment and this Gratuitous Productions joint illuminates the story in a dreamlike way, where we are left to ponder its symbolism and puzzle together a meaning.

“Blood Salt Sacrifice," says the band, "tells a story that combines the eerie aspects of death and the undying with the enduring themes of love and power and Gratuitous Productions, led by Anne Terror and Grave Dave, wanted to create a Twilight Zone inspired video with ‘Ring the Bell.’ Most of the video was shot under the shadow of an ancient tree surrounded by several forgotten headstones. We set up a makeshift dreamscape which provided me with my own internal struggles because large spiders kept finding their way onto the sheets. There is always a lot of laughs and a whole lot of fun when making these videos, and we’ve got many more to come!”

"Ring The Bell" begins with a wavy Toolesque bass groove from Chuckie Rumbles, and the bass has a strong presence throughout the 3:34 runtime. This is paired with Anne Terror's vibrant beat and an otherworldly synth that has the feeling of ancient mystery about it. Like her keyboard playing, D.Lolli's vocals are well suited for the storytelling demands of the lyrics, supporting the narrative with a range of styles from serious and focused to dramatic and gnarly.

The underground New York trio released their third album on Interstellar Smoke Records, and it is a strange, haunting gem, weaving elements of doom metal with retro occult rock stylings (get it here). Stick Mama Doom on a playlist with Electric Wizard, Uncle Acid & the Deadbeats, Saint Vitus, Castle, and Christian Mistress.

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Last heard in 2021 with the release of their sophomore album Ash Bone Skin N Stone; haunting hard-rockers Mama Doom return this month with their devastating new album, 'Blood Salt Sacrifice.'

Originally formed in Newburgh, NY in 2016, since the band’s 2018 debut, 'From Blue to Bone' (2018) the trio have traded in guitars for keyboards and ethereal vocals, and in doing so summoned the deepest of grooves from dominions below.

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Finalizing that perfect union with crushing bass and drums, their sound might be familiar to fans of doom rock, but it also offers a strangely unfamiliar and unique tone, given its impressive component parts. Newly signed to Polish label Interstellar Smoke Records, 'Blood Salt Sacrifice' is a monumental tale encompassing the eerier aspects of death and the undying.

Traversing a spectrum that spans traditional blues, doom, and ego-death metal, Mama Doom’s 'Blood Salt Sacrifice' is a serious force to be reckoned with.

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Drabble that I found too short to put on Ao3

Johanna has seen some weird shit. Now, that comes with the territory, being an exorcist and all, tangling with the supernatural—but nothing has come quite so close as the King Of Dreams (and she can just hear those capital letters) showing up in her flat and politely requesting that she free his older sister.

In all honesty—he didn’t provide more information than that, maybe she should be flattered that he trusts her skills enough that he assumed that description would suffice.

It would not suffice, and Johanna has half a mind to tell him so.

She doesn’t though, perhaps because she seems a bit…droopier than usual, a bit closer to tears, and he may have promised her freedom from one specific nightmare, but he never said a damn thing about all the rest.

And so, joy, she’s on a scavenger hunt for an elder god’s older sister, whom she remembers upon further reflection, is Death. Not a bad thing, she figures, to get on Death’s good side, if such a side exists.

She starts, as she usually does, prowling through the underground ring of London’s occultists. The nice thing about that, is it takes a certain personality to get into the occult, a certain personality which involves being a bit of a prick, a bit of a showoff, and a bit loose lipped.

Which is how she ends up in a basement, following a particularly irritating man, who's been loudly boasting for weeks about how he's 'captured death' just the other day. That's how she ends up looking at a terribly frightened young woman, with a dark tangle of hair, who is most certainly not death. See the thing is, the thing is, that supernatural entities sort of have a vibe to them, especially one's as powerful as the endless.

This woman has none of that. She looks a bit goth, a bit like the sort that she'd see passed out in the corner on the rare occasion that she went clubbing. She's very quiet, a bit twitchy, and a lot human. She also isn't saying anything, her eyes darting between Johanna and the man, unsure what their purpose is in coming down here.

And, okay, Johanna doesn't do charity work, but she also has an absolutely zero-tolerance policy for human trafficking. Especially when the person in question is being carted around by some occultist off his rocker, who's convinced they're the anthropomorphic personification of death itself.

Knocking the old man out is not difficult, and Johanna kicks him again, just to be sure. Then she scuffs her boots around the sigils painted on the floor, until they're nothing but faint red smears. She's not sure what they do, exactly, she wouldn't be surprised if they didn't do anything, but it never hurts to be cautious around mysterious symbols. The woman sitting in the corner raises an eyebrow, seeming vaguely impressed by this.

"Hi," Johanna says, and she would like to say 'I won't hurt you,' but she doubts that would be much comfort now, so instead she says "would you like to get out of here?" The woman evidently does, and is already standing, patting invisible dust off her dark pants.

"I would, yes," the woman says, a small, crooked smile creeping onto her face. And wow, she's a lot more well-adjusted than Johanna would be in this situation, especially considering it seems like she's been stuck down here for some time. Good on her. Johanna offers her arm, and the woman accepts it, tucking her hand into the crook of her elbow.

"I'm Johanna, by the way," she offers as they make their way up the stairs. "I don't really mix with police, so if you could do me the favor of letting me clear out before you report this creep to the authorities, I'd appreciate that." The woman laughs, and it sounds like the clouds parting, it sounds like the sun shining.

"That won't be necessary, Johanna."

"Oh?" Johanna's brows pinch, and she hopes against hope that she hasn't fallen into a Stockholm Syndrome case. Those are always hard to deal with.

"He's already dead," she explains lightly, as if she's merely commenting on the weather.

"Pardon? How would you know that?" The old man had been breathing when they'd left, his pulse thrumming rhythmically in his veins, she'd made sure of it.

"Don't worry, it wasn't you," the woman says as if reading her mind. "He was supposed to die some time ago, but unfortunately I wasn't able to...get around to it."

"Get around to it," Johanna repeats dumbly, looking sideways at the human woman, who she's starting worry is not as human as she'd originally assumed.

Death releases her grip on Johanna's arm, and extends her hand. "Pleased to meet you, Johanna. You can call me Death."

#& then they kiss #sandman #death of the endless #dream of the endless #johanna constantine #the sandman #awwsd writing #awwsd thoughts #writing #fanfic #sandman fanfiction

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Experimental/Background/Guest Muses

(Ash is still the main muse here, but I want his siblings to show up in threads from time to time, so here they are~)

Name: Oakley Briarwood

Age: 29

Gender: Female

Appearance: curly blond hair, hazel eyes, average build, 5’7”, calloused hands

FC: Hilarie Burton

Personality: caring, compassionate, worrywart, knowing, intelligent, stand-offish at times, finds it hard to communicate her own feelings but will always listen to others, puts others’ needs before her own.

Powers/Abilities: clairvoyance(she often has prophetic dreams and can see brief glimpses of the future when she looks into her crystal ball), mind reading, excellent listener, great at multitasking.

Languages: English, Latin, German

Flaws/Weaknesses: She worries about others far more than she worries about her own well-being, prone to overworking and burnout, and is a mortal.

Ethnicity: white

Nationality: American

Sexuality: lesbian

Education: graduated from high school in her small hometown in Virginia, got her bartending certification from a school in New York.

Style: Casual, biker/rocker inspired, with a bit of a southern twist. Band t-shirts, comfy jeans, jackets with various punk patches, and cowboy boots.

Profession: Owner and proprietor of the Rotten Fox bar, fortune teller (in secret).

Family: Rowan Briarwood (father, alive), Janet Briarwood (mother, deceased), Liesel Stein-Briarwood (stepmother, alive), Cinder Stein-Briarwood (stepsister, alive), Thoran Briarwood (half brother, alive), Ash Briarwood (half brother, alive).

Name: Cinder Stein-Briarwood

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Appearance: long and wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, 5’2”, slim build, big smile, usually has black acrylic nails.

FC: Amanda Seyfried

Personality: Bubbly, ambitious, outgoing, mysterious, friendly, a little bit hyperactive, eccentric, bold, studious, dedicated, loyal, doesn’t like to be left out, is afraid of being alienated by her siblings, studies ancient languages as a hobby, can be obsessive, doesn’t believe in crystal healing (or essential oils) but collects and sells rocks/crystals/fossils in her shop because she thinks they’re neat.

Powers/Abilities: genius level intellect, decent multitasker, learns languages ridiculously quickly, currently learning everything she can about witchcraft and the occult.

Languages: English, Latin, German, Old English(can only read), Spanish, French, Italian, Hebrew(can only read), Aramaic (can only read), Arabic, Egyptian Hieroglyphs(can read/write).

Flaws/Weaknesses: mortal, tends to obsess over things to the point of losing track of time and forgetting to take care of herself.

Ethnicity: white

Nationality: Austrian, American (dual citizenship)

Sexuality: Straight

Education: graduated high school in a small town in Virginia, has a master’s degree in anthropology and in ancient studies(she wants to go back for a PhD, but is currently taking a break from university).

Style: Dark academia meets whimsigoth

Profession: Owner and proprietor of an occult and mystic shop by the name of the Mystic Trove.

Family: Liesel Stein-Briarwood (mother, alive), Frederick Vogel (father, alive, estranged), Rowan Briarwood (stepfather, alive), Oakley Briarwood (stepsister, alive), Thoran Briarwood (half brother, alive), Ash Briarwood (half brother, alive)

Name: Thoran Briarwood

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Appearance: light brown fluffy hair cut into an undercut, hazel eyes, slim build, 5’10”, has several tattoos, including a crying stylized eye on the back of his hand.

FC: Jackson Rathbone

Personality: Theatrical, eccentric, cocky, morbid sense of humor, fascinated with the natural cycle of life and death, keeps a lid on his true emotions around those he doesn’t think he can trust(aka most people), cares a lot for his siblings, protective, ambitious, fears not being able to breathe, defiant, nonviolent, plays a villain way too well, enjoys making people squirm.

Powers/Abilities: great singer, fantastic actor, plays several instruments, can cause organic material to rot and decay, can grow mushrooms and use them as listening devices via his connection to their mycelium network if he focuses on said connection instead of what’s going on around him.

Languages: English and German.

Flaws/Weaknesses: mortality, short temper/hothead, egotistical.

Ethnicity: white

Nationality: American

Sexuality: bisexual

Education: graduated high school in his small Virginia hometown, currently working through a bachelors degree in performing arts.

Style: punk rock, heavy metal, goth. Lots of black, red, and purple. Lots of piercings and other jewelry. Almost always has a skull and crossbones somewhere on him.

Profession: budding actor trying to make it on Broadway

Family: Rowan Briarwood (father, alive), Liesel Stein-Briarwood (mother, alive, estranged), Oakley Briarwood (half sister, alive), Cinder Stein-Briarwood (half sister, alive), Ash Briarwood (brother, alive)

#🍂 named for an ancient tree 🍃 about ash #🍂 out of leaves 🍃 ooc talk #new muses! sort of!

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