myk runs ( and lives above ) his own shop: Devil Hound Books & Antiques. its in the name, he sells books, antiques, and magically attuned objects as well as offers his services as a witch, mostly spell crafting and warding, sometimes divination. his side business and "profession", however, is procuring magical books and artifacts.

anyway, have some facts about his shop

it will appear in random locations around the world. its primary residence is in london, with a secondary residence in seattle, but can show up anywhere.

it has incredibly strong wards, to both prevent hostile magic and contain the magical energies within the shop. any kind of magical capability will be suppressed upon entering the shop; myk can, of course, provide exceptions for his clients, but in general no magic except his is allowed on the premises.

it has a communication spell that allows myk to understand anyone who enters the shop, even if they are speaking a language he doesn't personally know.

it kinda has a bigger-on-the-inside vibe ? it's very cozy and enclosed to fit lots of books and antiques. for supernatural and magical beings, tho, the shop will actually adapt in appearance to fit their preferences / expectations !

it exists within its own pocket dimension. it can only be traveled to through accessing is from the outside entrance, wherever that may be, or via myks own portal, to which he will sometimes provide a key to those he trusts.

it cannot be stolen from. any items removed from the premises without being unwarded by myk will a) immediately teleport back to its place in the shop and b) be replaced in the persons possession by an object of no value.

all items are warded, both to prevent stealing and ensure they aren't damaged. you never have to worry about knocking something off a shelf and breaking it in his shop, it is literally impossible.

the shop sign and all related logos depict a black dog with red eyes holding a lantern. the doorknob is a dogs head, and the key to the shop and myks personal portal is a lantern keychain.

The Amazing Devil moments that made me wonder how Joey Batey is even real

those album credits on Bandcamp where it's just Joey Batey's name listed repeatedly for a ridiculous number of instruments

the beautiful tongue-twisters in Love Run (reprise)

his voice around 5:50 on New York Torch Song: "It starts off like a pin prick, a trick of the light oil slick"—that. was. obscene.

the stunning simplicity of his performance in Elsa's Song

his character work in Two Minutes. His singing is brilliant, yes. But also the acting.

This man really just said with his whole chest, "Sex is better when you're unemployed" and refused to explain anything. Iconic.

wearing a dress and looking absolutely fantastic in it. Case in point: THATW album photos

"Welcome to the storm, I am thunder. Welcome to my table bring your hunger." CHILLS. The very best kind of chills.

the instant serotonin hit of "Could be ghosts or monsters or a robot vampire, I dunno!" Incredible.

Welly Boots and the number of times he's made me cry with it. This man is a hazard.

That part of Farewell Wanderlust. You know the one.

How dare you make me equate romance and tenderness with a that's what she said joke, Joey. How very dare you. The worst of his many crimes, surely.

the exquisite menace of "No no, not I."

burning Nicholas Sparks' entire filmography to the ground with just one (1) love song that lasts all of 6 minutes and 15 seconds

that quiet little "I’m doing fine" that sends me wailing into the wind

"Welcome to ruin." I would keysmash, but that's far too civilized for how that line made me feel.

laughing at himself for making three mistakes that no one else can hear in Drinking Song for the Socially Anxious

the powerhouse musical theater performance of Blossoms. You can hear his facial expressions. HOW.

all of The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace. Just. All of it.

"I will be the man my father never was." SIR.

Just. How are you even real, Joey Batey?

"Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear. The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings. Welcome to the storm, I am thunder, Welcome to my table bring your hunger."

When The Amazing Devil wrote "You will scream, 'I won't forget you' but I'll cover my cold ears, It cannot be a lie if no one hears. 'Cause although you say good day to me, I know I don't belong. And although you hold my hand and say I love you, you are wrong. 'Cause love does not exist in this garden, there's no feeling. And you say the words so often that I barely know the meaning. And when the flowers are rotten and all cannons shot, I'll scream but you won't hear, 'forget me not'" and when they said "Pray for me, oh children, pray for what I've done, I'll haunt the very wrinkles of your skin" and when they yelled "God made all man in his image, Honey I'm no man, I'm what's left when children go to war" and when they cried "The cracks you made, I filled with mortar, a broken pot can still hold water" and when they whispered "These hands are growing old, they're running out of things to hold" and when we all weeped with them "If I'm good will you come back, If I'm good will you come back to us" and when they scribbled "Let foul men band and heed your hum for that ancient hymn you heard me strumming's nought but fumble-falls and guns and tumbleweeds, love run. It's nought that rum won't solve though some would harm you, none, not one, no one would raise to you a hand nor thumb, not while by you, I stand and hum" and expected people to just go on about their days, and when they said "If I have to be who I was (You're not) Do I have to be who I am" and then they said "'Cause I will suffer silence for the strings you tune. And I'll withstand what's written for the writer in you. Write me well, my love, write me weird, write me willing, write me well." And when we all sang "Shoulder the sky (I can't wait to show you how much) Open those eyes (I know you can be, just let the rain come) There's a kind (Let the rain come down, darling) (Can't you hear it howling) Of calling" and when they made me freeze right where I stood with "Back then, I wasn't hopeful. But now my ink's blood red, not black. And I'll blink like ripping envelopes in the hopes that you'll write back" and BACK TO BACK they wrote "Cause I'm between that just-one-more and drank-too-much again" "And I promise you I'll write I love you with my fingers on your sleeping hand" "And when I think I'm fine you'll visit, and then you'll happen to me, happen to me all over again" and then had the audacity to say "And I'll sing silence, and ask my glass of wine for guidance. I might not make it tonight" and then "They'd paint your eyes with sunsets (my saints, my sigs, my upsets)" and ON TOP OF THAT "You're not a coward 'cause you cower. You're brave because they broke you, yet broken, still you breathe." AND SOMEHOW WROTE "'Cause I'm not trapped with you, you see. you're the one who's trapped with me." IN THE SAME FUCKING SONG ALONGSIDE "Sometimes I fall to pieces just to see what bits of me don't fit" then decided to break some hearts with "We didn't talk, we made universes out of bitten lips and broken hands. You said I love you less than when it all began, and I said fewer cause I make jokes to show how broken I really am" and then they were both the man their fathers never were and more than what their mums told them to be. And then there was the utter heartbreak of "If I don't make it back from where I've gone, just know I've loved you all along" being repeated for an entire outro. AND THEN THERE WAS "Remember me I ask, remember me I sing. Give me back my heart, you wingless thing." with "Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring, I promised you, they'll sing of every time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child. Witness me old man I'm the wild." "How bold I was, could be, would be, still am. By God still am" AND THEN THE SHEER FORCE OF THE LINES "Welcome to the storm, I'm thunder. Welcome to my table bring your hunger"

AND EVERY TIME THEY COMPARED THEMSELVES TO THE SAINT OF THE PAINT THAT WAS LEFT IN THE POT, YOUR ANGEL ELLIPSIS, YOUR DEVIL OF DOTS, THE HEARTBREAK THAT ACHES FAR TOO MUCH TO BE SHUNNED, ALL THOSE LETTERS UNSENT, AND THAT GARDEN UNGROWN, THE CAPTAIN OF COURAGE THAT YOU'VE ETERNALLY LACKED AND THE JESUS OF WISHING TO CHRIST YOU'LL COME BACK AND SO. MUCH. MORE.

"This here is not make up, It's a porcelain tomb. And this here is not singing I'm just screaming in tune" ARE YOU KIDDING ME "You try so loud to love me, I cannot seem to hear" and "'Cause If we join our hands in prayer enough, to God I imagine it all starts to sound like applause" IN THE SAME ALBUM WITH "And these plates they smash like waves (place your hand in mine) And on the wind, it howls (how long can this last?)" AND "'Cause these plates, they smash like waves (Place your smile in mine) And the wine stains, hide the tears (Why stay? Hide the-) But that breathing you hear, don't mistake it with sighs. Don't you realize, they're just battle cries, my dear?" And then, when they said "And you, you follow philosophies, but me, I laugh, I choke. 'Well hello my hollow Holofernes' I wink but you don't get the joke" and while we were all busy processing, they reminded us "Your eyes aren't rivers there to weep, but a place for crows to rest their feet" AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON "I chipped my teeth on every joke you cracked" In this essay I will-

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

Max Verstappen x The Horror and the Wild

For @xoxogossipzoe, I am your secret Santa! Have the best of Holidays!

Fret not dear heart, let not them hear The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings Welcome to the storm, I am thunder Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

— The Amazing Devil, “The Horror and the Wild”

Thinkin’ bout how the Horror and the Wild (by the Amazing Devil) fits desertduo and treebark in the lead up to the siege of dogwarts, as if the two pairs were talking about each other as well as their opponents

“You were raised by wolves and voices / Every night I hear them howling deep beneath your bed / They say it all comes down to you”, as Martyn watches his king make the final preparations, knowing that Ren will be the turning point in the coming battle

“You’re the daughter of silent watching stones / You watch the stars hurl all their fundaments / In wonderment, at you and yours, forever asking more”, as Scar watches Grian prepare for the inevitable, staying by his side despite the lack of life-debt

“You are the space that’s in between every page, every chord, and every screen / You are the driftwood and the rift, you’re the words I promise I don’t mean” Both members of both pairs thinking about their partners: Ren and Martyn for the first line, and Grian and Scar for the second

“We’re drunk but drinking, sunk but sinking / They thought us blind, we were just blinking”, as both groups hype each other up for the fight

“All the stones and kings of old, will hear us screaming at the cold”, desertduo’s declaration that they’ll fight the Red Winter in view of anyone and everyone

“Remember me I ask, remember me I sing / Give me back my heart you wingless thing”, Ren and Martyn vow to think of each other in their final moments of peace, while Grian begs to no-one for Scar to finally let him go

“Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, I am the wild”, the pairs clash in battle, as all are shouting the words to their opponents as much as to their allies

“You are the son of every dressing up box / And I am Time itself, I slow to let you play / I steal the hours and turn the night into day”, a flashback to Grian’s attempts to fortify Monopoly Mountain as Scar ‘plays’ about with reputation points and other people’s armor

“Day by day, oh lord, three things I pray / That I might understand as best I can / How bold I was, could be, will be, still am, by god still am” , a flashback to when Martyn killed Ren with the Red Winter Axe, as the former hesitates before ultimately doing the deed

“Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear / The mutterings of all your fears, the flutterings of all your wings”, rapid fire flashbacks as both pairs watch their allies die around them

“Welcome to the storm, I am thunder” shouted by Scar and then Grian

“Welcome to my table, bring your hunger” shouted by Ren and then Martyn

“Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, I am the wild”, similar sequence to before, only Ren and Martyn are clearly loosing

“Remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me / Remember me I ask, remember me I sing”, a slow sequence as Ren and Martyn realize they are going to loose, and silently agree to go down with one hell of a fight

“Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, I am the / Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring / I promise you, they’ll sing of every time / You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child / Witness me, old man, old man, old man I am the” final fight sequence as Ren and then Martyn fall, ending with Grian and Scar looking at each other over their fallen enemies, before a flash of their own broken bodies in the desert finishes it

Oh goodness looking at it now this reads like a written out animatic

Uh

That was not my intention but what’s done is done, I suppose

Have fun with this!

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

I am really loving this blogs, thank you for running it! May I suggest The Horror and the Wild by The Amazing Devil?

Thank you! ❤️ truly a difficult one this one because i love this song it’s POETRY it’s BEAUTIFUL but is it gomens…. Is it truly gomens vibes…….. i have to be honest, not reallllly, maybe the closest in this verse:

Day by day oh lord three things I pray

That I might understand as best as I can

How bold I was, could be - will be - still am, by God still am

Fret not dear heart, let not them hear

The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

...Give me back my heart, you wingless thing 

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I’d bring

I promise you, they’ll sing of every time you passed your fingers through my hair and called me child 

Witness me old man, I am The Wild 

You are the son of every dressing up box and I am Time itself, I slow to let you play, I steal the hours and turn the night into day

Day by day oh lord three things I pray that I might understand as best I can, 

How bold I was, could be - will be - still am, by god still am 

Fret not dear heart, let not them hear the mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings 

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder, 

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

 Listen/purchase: The Horror and the Wild by The Amazing Devil

myk loses time frequently and has trouble keeping track of it. he consistently loses or breaks his watches, possibly as a side effect of his time loop. another side effect of his time loop is he is immune to any time-related magic.

Oct 15, 2022

288/365

"Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear

The mutterings of all your fears

The fluttering of all your wings

Welcome to the storm, I am thunder

Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring

I promise you, they'll sing of every time

You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child

Witness me, old man, I am the wild"

The Horror and the Wild- The Amazing Devil

Commission

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various songs that make me lose my absolute shit when i sing along to them

• “don’t hurt yourself” by beyoncé

“Who the fuck do you think I is? / You ain’t married to no average bitch, boy” + “When you love me, you love yourself / Love God herself” + “Just give my fat ass a big kiss, boy”

• “tierra zanta” by trueno

“y gracias a brasil por el aire que respiramo” + basically….the whole thing

• “3 estrellas en el conjunto” by bizarrap and la t & la m

“Alexis pa'l Fideo y el estadio grita: ‘¡Gol!’ / Di María hizo otro gol / Como en el Maracaná / Como en Wembley y en Catar / Di María hizo otro gol” + “La gente grita: ‘¡Campeones del Mundo!’” they sure fucking do buddy + “Le mandamos cumbia, perro”

• “contra todo” by ile

“Con el coraje de frente / Voy a ganar la batalla / Hecha de viento y de playa / Soy la ola que va a romper” this song makes me want to eat rocks

• “the horror and the wild” by the amazing devil

“Welcome to the storm / I am thunder / Welcome to my table / Bring your hunger” + “Give me back my heart you wingless thing”

• “zitti e buoni” by måneskin

“E buonasera, signore e signori, fuori gli attori / Vi conviene toccarvi i coglioni / Vi conviene stare zitti e buoni” + “Parla, la gente purtroppo parla / Non sa di che cosa parla / Tu portami dove sto a galla / Che qui mi manca l’aria” + the entire goddamn chorus like holy shit

this has been: music hour with sunbreak! i’m not going to tag anyone but if any of y’all want an excuse to go nuts about the music you love, consider this your cue 😁

Fret not dear heart, let not them hear The mutterings of all your fears, the fluttering of all your wings Welcome to the storm, I am thunder Welcome to my table, bring your hunger x

a redraw of an older piece with these two!

give me back my heart you wingless thing-THINK OF ALL THE HORRORS THAT I PROMISED YOU ID BRING I PROMISE YOU THEYLL SING OF EVERY TIME YOU PASSED YOUR FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR AND CALLED ME CHILD WITNESS ME OLD MAN I AM THE WILD!!!!!!!

FRET NOT DEAR HEART LET NOT THEM HEAR THE MUTTERINGS OF ALL YOUR FEARS THE FLUTTERINGS OF ALL YOU WINGS WELCOME TO THE STORM: I AM THUNDER, WELCOME TO MY TABLE—

BRING YOUR HUNGER