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How I imagine Millers cabin that he got shot dead in RIP king
I completely agree, but I think a couple of details are missing:
Kamidanas in the living room, tucked in the corner beneath the crucified Christ;
Several walking sticks of various designs and materials, lying around in the most unexpected places;
Rice cookers in the kitchen;
Bowls belonging to the raccoon from the nearby park, which Katherine fed when her mother sent her to live with Kaz for the summer.
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This is what Snakes Alaska cabin looks like in my head
A dead ringer for the mood. There's also a patio (overlooking the forest, the mountains in the distance, and the dog kennels) half-strewn with wood for the fireplace, with a completely full ashtray on the railing. And it's always overcast.
I always thought this was the very house where Jack brought Eve (though it was incredibly stupid of him to bring her to his own territory instead of neutral ground). And Nekid lived there, it was Joy and Sadness's home (and was supposed to be inherited by Adom), where they raised him - it's the Snake "family home". And David first turned this house into a husky kennel, and then sold/abandoned it and went on the run forever.
Well, theoretically, if you're prepared enough, you could beat your wife with a statueā¦ or a fish, or wrapping paper, or a stack, or bread, or a jar of urine, or a fish, or a hand grenade, orā¦
Biblicaly accurate Tali'Zorah.
Fatigue (x)
If someone catches them at this moment, they will pretend that they are trying to rape each other, because the truth is even more personal and intimate for them.
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It's a difficult choice
(Original by: Buttpoems)
It's no joke, but I know a married couple where he works as a "soldier of fortune," and despite being Australian, he's adopted a strange notion from his African colleagues. In some cultures, a wife's infidelity isn't considered to be an affair or sex with another man, but rather when she feeds him food she's cooked. There's a rather complex system of rules, such as the right for a wife to feed her relatives of both sexes, other women, other people's children, and other people's elderly of both sexes, but never another man's man (and feeding someone else's nearly adult son is considered doubtful). On the one hand, it's funny and sweet, but the guys take it completely seriously, and according to them, there have been some pretty serious precedents that ended in duels, injuries, and divorces/family breakdowns when this became public knowledge. One day, my friend from this couple saw a photo on social media of their mutual friend's field kitchen during her last deployment, and how the guys were cooking pilaf. She made a mock scene with him, saying, "Let your Black Water whore cook for you now," and he tried to persuade her not to tell everyone and that this rule doesn't apply to men.
That's the whole story I wanted to tell youā¦
If I think about Ocelot for more than two minutes, I get worked up into a sweat and cryyyyyyyy
Everything about this idiot - INCLUDING HOW HE ENTERED THE WORLD - is completely INSANEā”
Let's continue this theme and say that he was stolen from Joy and Sorrow. Joy, either out of grief or shock, cut herself gigantic and ceased to be herself. And then, instead of a son, Boss was given a child with the superpower of becoming invisible and hiding literally in an empty room. She raises and trains him as her own. Moreover, it's quite possible that for Boss and Sorrow, he becomes a third partner in their bed - that's how strong their bond is.
In the name of peace and to avoid mutual self-destruction of humanity, they and their squad are forced to play the role of traitors and defectors and abandon Jack. But these monsters send the now-adult Jack on their trail, like a dog, to cover their asses in command and kill the entire squad. Volgin also drags a Chinese spy and their SON into this jungle, who immediately develops a hyper-fixation on Jack. One by one, Jack kills the people who have become his surrogate family, while both he and these people pretend to see each other for the first time. God, it must be as painful as all those broken bones and burns from the mini-nuclear explosion he had to heal for a couple of months, after which Zero threw him back into that forest with the command "Get it!"
And Adam, losing his mind from emotion, literally leaps onto and then out of the plane as it takes off. And for the rest of his life, he is doomed to be a toady to a gradually demented dictator with a nuclear briefcase, who built his "Heaven" on Zanzibar for shell-shocked "Rambo" types like himself and drowned the entire world in war and blood. And we haven't even touched on the fact that Ocelot was literally a stepmother to one of the US presidents and a psychotic African-British savages who led his own squad of X-Men terrorists.
Actually, ouch. Hideo, that's painfulā¦
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Vox shark related sleep headcanon (with art!)
(Idk what to title this but hear me out)
I, like Iām sure more than a few Vox fans, have at least gotten a bit interested in sharks because of him and recently, I was wondering how sharks sleep. I found this article by Brittanica that explains that most sharks actually donāt, they just have this state of deep rest where (most of them) keep their eyes and mouth open the entire time.
Iāve only ever thought of Vox sleeping or powering off like a tv but having him rest like a shark also might be fun. It wouldnāt be his primary form of rest (he would still power off or sleep) but it could be something between a nap and spacing out for him. Something he might do, maybe even against his will, when he is exhausted and needs to sleep.
Which Vox, the ever workaholic is often. I can just slipping into the state during a meeting or at his desk and completely forgetting time.
My favorite thought though is if, when he finally does drag himself to bed, he doesnāt quite make it and accidentally slips into that state while he was paused at the foot of his and Valentinoās bed for some reason. I canāt be the only one whoās spaced out when tierd but for him itās much deeper and he could be there for hours, eyes wide and mouth agape.
So can you imagine Valentino, barely conscious in the middle of the night as he turns over or something and he blearily sees this at the end of his bed.
He doesnāt need a sleep paralysis demonāheās got overworked Vox.
"Voxi, light of my eyes, are you doing THIS past the crib again?"
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I promise this is my last draft of Vax and the Hellverse on my blog
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Sorry (no), but I see that underneath that butterfly fluff and cashmere scarf are mandibles and claws that even the lesser houses of Goetia should avoid.
Once, somewhere in Hell - in the Pride Ring, at the intersection of Red Light Street and Cockfight Alley, in the Ladyboys' Quarter, inside the restaurant āThe last Michelin starā:
And here's my StaticMoth comm I had done in 2024 by Abby - https://x.com/abridgement_o -- descriptions from my fic -- ā "The interior was nicely decorated in black and dark blues with lighted star-like crystals cascading across the ceiling."
ā "The ombre-layered blue and purple alcohols were swept upward together with edible glitter shimmering throughout and coating the glass rim."
Meanwhile, that very band and their song started playing in my headphones (for the ambient of this scene):
Lyrics:
I love my pink mother base so much ĖāĀ· ĶĶĶĶā³ā„
Looking at the key fobs on the rearview mirror, I know exactly what's playing in the cassette player of the UAZ that disappeared from the checkpoint:
There it is. Not fully happy with it, but Iām done hsjnsksn
Iāll eventually draw a little comic to go with this ~
I apologize to @hypnoticmoth, but I immediately thought of this meme:
The ranks of lame demons with canes have grown
As the saying goes, imagine the emotions of God, who returned after completing the worlds in the Andromeda galaxy and was like, "I hope nothing happened to my three beloved children and my favorite, Lucifer, was able to reconcile them all and they had fun all this time in Eden. I can't wait to see my dinosaurs again." And then there's realityā¦
Ok this does not come naturally to me but I am gonna have to be a bit rude. Here goes.
So tired of people getting offended at every single little thing.
Right now I am referring to the whole "Vox is Racist" (he is not btw) discourse.
I am tired of dealing with literal infant adults that get pissy and offended when I, a literal Mexican woman, tells them that NO, Vox is not racist.
And he did not come off as racist to me (and any of my friends here in Mexico) when he did the maracas thing or said "island language", we fucking LAUGHED OUR ASSESS OFF. A bit Ignorant? Yes. Racist? Absolutely Not.
If he was he would not be sleeping with/had feelings for a literal fucking Latino
Nor have a black girl for a BFF.
So yeah, I'm tired of you people. If you're so easily offended by words, and by that I mean the things Vox said/did in the show and the things I say right now, I do not want you following me.
Please block me Right Now, and I shall block you too if you start revealing yourselves with bitchy comments in this post because I do not want you and your negativity and your fucking delicate feelings around.
Good riddance. Have fun being miserable and easily angered, let's see how your life turns out. Buh-bye
End of rant.
For any of you that understand what I'm saying and where I come from, or is willing to TALK, DEBATE and AGREE TO DISAGREE, you're absolutely welcome to stay.
Love you and appreciate you and your maturity.
Have a wonderful day babes āļøš
I've been banned by half a dozen people on Tumblr:
I claimed that the "whitewashed" Boba Fett model in the 2009 Clone Wars animated series was an optical illusion due to lighting in the prison scene, not a covert attempt to instill racism in children (for reference, Maori are an Asian group);
I joked about Kazuhira Miller being the typical "strict Asian mom" for Solid Snake in the MGS series, and then said that this stereotype has real-life examples, and that my parents are exemplary examples of this stereotype;
My last blog was cancelled because my bestie dressed me up in her maiko costume (the period when a geisha is learning to be a geisha) for Halloween, and I was considered a white expropriator because of my level 1 phototype and the fact that I had eyelid surgery to prevent drooping;
I said I wasn't offended by white teenage girls obsessing over Korean and listening to affirmations to make their eyes slantedā¦ after all, I had my own eyelid surgery to make my eyes look European, and I generally adore slanted eyes, even on African or white women. This look undermines my heterosexuality;
I commented on a woman's post claiming she was offended by white people eating/wearing/doing things invented by the Japanese, because she is Japanese in spirit (her great-grandfather was Japanese, and she never left California to see "her country") and she forbids all white people from doing so in the name of her people. My comment stated that since my mixed-race blood gives me the power to allow/forbid other people from doing things, then, in the name of my mixed-race genealogy, I allow ALL races to: play Lego and take Omega-3, drink beer and eat pretzels, drink vodka and dance the Cossack dance, and also play the khomus and eat horse meat; and I also allowed everyone, in the name of a Caucasian, to use antibiotics, the internet, underwear, and everything else they want, whatever civilization hasn't invented in the Old and New Worlds;
when they pointed out to me that because of my paleness I have benefits and I cannot be a descendant of slaves, and I wrote that my mother's family consists of the fact that my great-great-great-grandfather was bought by his owner for a Russian greyhound puppy and then lost it in a card game to another owner, and my great-great-grandfather was "dekulakized" during the Red Terror and sent to the Gulag in Siberia because he had two goats and was considered "bourgeoisie" because of this, which the USSR fought against, and now Putin has imprisoned the part of the family remaining in Russia because they did not support his seizure of Ukraine (and in his plans, all of Europe and Alaska, along with California)
The conclusion is that if people want to be offended by something, they will definitely find a target
See you in Hell, my dears. We will burn there hand in hand :3
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A FREE drabble draft for your OC Vax fanfic (or "chapter zero plot starter")
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Valentino:
~Oh, what a mess, baby. Why, why do you make me do this to you? Look at your little face, your beautiful little face.~
Incoming message from Vox:
[Val,gettomyofficeNow]
Valentino:
~You knew how this would end. It hurts me far more than it hurts you. You know how much I love you, Meow-Meow. And I wonāt give you to anyone, my treasure.~
Incoming message from Vox:
[YOURSONISABOUTTOSELLHISASSTOADEADLYSIN]
Valentino:
Damn you, Vox! Meow-Meow, go wash the blood off and get yourself together. I need to step out on urgent business.
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Valentino:
What the hell is going on here?! Iām insanely busy!
Velvette:
Youād better sit down, or youāre going to fall.
Vox:
Maggot, repeat what you just told me.
Vax:
Iāve begun my plan to conquer the mortal world andā
Vox:
(laughter and static)
Valentino:
Young man, tighten the suspenders on your pants. You will NOT repeat your fatherās mistakes! Want me to remind you of that story?! And you too, Vox?!
Vax:
Pff. Who needs Heaven? Thereās no work there, no pain, no fun of any kind. I plan to integrate Earthās mass media into our current capacities. And then ā who knows ā maybe both worlds will merge into one.
Vox:
Do you even understand how human society works, brat?! Youāve never been to Earth.
Vax:
Iāve heard a lot about the place. Andā¦
(proudly grabbing his suspenders)
Actually, Iāve already been there. For a whole twenty minutes!
The V Triumvirate:
(in unison) What?!
Vax:
Gentlemen, allow me to introduce you to an incubus recruit.
Vox:
(slams his fist on the desk, laughing through tears)
The worst of both of us, my boy!
Valentino:
Idiot! Youāre a sinner, not hellspawn!
Vax:
By ājus soli,ā I was born in Hell and am considered a full-fledged demon chimera.
Velvette:
Since when do they take outsiders as tempters?
Vax:
The population of souls on Earth has surpassed nine billion, and Asmodeus is inflating his staff before most of humanity passes through the second demographic transition. Young people prefer different sins than adultery. All I need is to learn how to split my screen to stream AI clips of slicing random objects with knives. Then theyāll issue me an artifact for travel to Earth.
Valentino:
Kitty! Bring me my absinthe and cocaine!
Mi niƱo, every heart of your mamiās skips in terror when you leave this tower! And now youāre saying you want to leave HELL?! Vox, say something!
Vox:
Grab me a pair of white fabric spats for my oxfords ā the kind theyāre wearing on Earth right now!
Valentino:
(kicks his consort in the shin)
Vox:
Fuck!
Yeah ā bring your mother a vicuƱa-wool coat in red leopard print.
Valentino:
VOX!
Vox:
What do you want from me?! For me to make a sinner not be a sinner?! Worst case, he gets killed there and hitchhikes back to the Pride Ring. Let the boy get bruises and experience instead of clinging to your garter belt.
Valentino:
You canāt work as an incubus! I forbid it! What if dying on Earth kills you for good?! Have you seen whatās happening in their news?! That place is more dangerous than Hell!
Vox:
Youāll never know if you donāt try.
Vax:
As one great man once said: āChaos isnāt a pit. Chaos is a ladder ā it can lead down or up.ā
Vox:
Thatās some damn audacious flattery, kid. I know what youāre getting at, but Iām not going to calm your mother down for you. Heās absolutely right. I need a living undead heir to a media empire, not a pretty, tear-soaked tragedy.
Velvette:
You canāt just become a tempter. Succubi study for eight years to get access to Earth.
Vax:
Iām already doing that. Besides, the āsleep paralysisā ability is the foundation of the mind-control school. Tempter isnāt the optimal starting position for business conquest ā but look at Dad. He started as a field reporter and now he sits in his chair.
Vox:
Son, Iāve been in this business for decades. And thereāll be a lot more filthy dicks like Jeffrey Epstein on your path.
Valentino:
KITTY! Whereās my absinthe?! MAMIāS NOT WELL!
Velvette:
I sent her out this morning for Loro Piana fabrics.
Valentino:
(covers his eyes with his hand)
Vax, demons are scamming you for the sake of hooks on our family. Everyone in both worlds knows your fatherās reputation. They wouldnāt let you anywhere near Asmodeusās recruitment center.
Vax:
Ozzy himself walked me in. By the way, Mommy, he says hello.
Valentino:
What?!
Velvette:
Sounds like a solid pitch for a reality show: āA guy chases his dream even though everyone knows he needs it like a cow needs a saddle.ā What did you call him?
Vax:
The Lord of Sin is well aware of whatās going on in our circle of Hell. By the way, Dad, his guards took my angel-steel string. I pulled it out of your piano.
Vox:
You did what?! You know that no one in hell will sell me even a gram of angel steel!
Vax:
I already replaced it with Charlie Kirkās tendons!
Vox:
Thatāsā¦ acceptable. Go on.
Vax:
He was intrigued by my nature ā being born without sin from a sinful duo. He vouched for me so Iād be trained alongside the other demon tempters.
Vox:
(ha) At least somewhere your lower pair of naughty hands came in handy.
Valentino:
You used the ājokerā Iād kept up my sleeve for years ā to call on Asmodeus in a critical moment ā just to get into the SUCCUBUS ACADEMY?! Velvette, give me your chancleta!
Vax:
(flailing his hands and wings)
Mami, donāt! This agreement is strictly between me and Asmodeus! Iām not a nepo baby!
Kitty:
The drug?
Valentino:
Finally.
Bichito, you have no idea how lucky you are that a deadly sin is obsessed with cyborgs. My word means nothing in this house. Donāt come crying into my tits like your father when your own ambitions snap you on the nose.
Vox:
You always say that ā and always let us bury ourselves in your fluffy tits.
Vax:
(proudly grabbing his suspenders again)
Being a cyborg didnāt play a decisive role. Iām a multifaceted individual.
Vox:
(leads back in his chair, feet on the desk)
Weāll see, multifaceted individual ā how you pass your first exam, and whether thereās a mortal whoās experienced the sexuality of Nyarlathotepās forms straight out of Lovecraftās books.
Vax:
Thatās exactly why Iām here. Velvette, do you have a contact for Hans Giger?
Velvette:
(scrolling through her phone)
Hmm, doesnāt seem so. But I do have a contact who can help us. You know our designer?
Vax:
Alexander McQueen? He can help me make a proper outfit for the exam?
Velvette:
Heās been doing that for both lives now, sweetheart. Come on ā we need to find some materials for sketches and textures. I think I saw one of your exoskeleton moltings under the couch the other day.
Valentino:
ā¦
Vox:
ā¦
Valentino:
Heās going to do it anyway.
Vox:
Absolutely.
Valentino:
Heās doing this because he inherited your hunger for power.
Vox:
And heās doing it like this because he inherited your lack of principles.
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Sorry, but I couldnāt imagine the range of emotions of a person visited during sleep paralysis by a creature that is half cockroach, a quarter shark, and a quarter iPad, dressed like Lady Gaga in her prime
era.
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I find it interesting that the fan community once agreed that Vox is like this:
(He spends all day making decisions about the fate of his megacorporation, broadcasting to billions of content consumers. He takes responsibility for risks and chooses the optimal solution between the only choice given to him - between bad and terrible choices. However, he always finds a way to either dodge a silver bullet or restore his business and reputation like a phoenix. You know, for a man of his stature (and with such size ego), even a whole of worlds, like circles of Hell, is too small for himā¦ And he looks down from his branded skyscraper, many times taller and more luxurious than any Trump Tower, at all the "worms" at his feet)
And then he goes up to his penthouse from the office and is like this:
(His wife, like a true socialite, regularly throws parties to maintain her media profile and make new useful connections for his clan)
By the way, he himself The party host:
(In case you're wondering, this is a male of the australian "Baphomet moth" species, with its "coremata" organ extended, used to release pheromones to attract a mate)
And Vox sits there like this:
(Looking at THIS and thinking about:
how lucky he was to end up in Hell, and in this particular circle of Hell;
that his father was right, and that a second wife is always much better than a "first attempt")
