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To be so honest, knowing Lilith as I know her now, it makes so much sense why Charlie is so expression-driven and why she does not hold back how she feels any time in any situation - Lilith taught her that. Lilith made sure her baby girl knew that.

Lilith was the first woman born and the one to be made to feel shame for her choices as a woman who refused to submit. She would not see that her daughter do the same - she is staunch in her stance of embracing the rawness of who you are for better and for worse. Expression is so important - do not let them make you contain who you are.

What is more unbridled and raw?

Melody.

Music.

Something that is so important to the Morningstars and so key to them.

Expression.

Something so important to Lilith, something so valuable. Something that Charlie carries on and embraces to the point of having college awards about it.

Freedom. Music. Melody. Raw & unbridled, non-confined and embraced.

There is little wonder as to why Lilith's voice is so powerful and able to be the empowerment of Hell.

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this is a lighthearted post! but sometimes I see fanart of people drawing lilith with that "queen never cry" meme and I just go no, actually, that woman will make you confront your tears and make you fucking weep your entire heart out of your chest because she's all about raw unbridled emotion and doesn't buy into that conceal don't feel schtick. she WILL make you confront your emotions, from the lightest to the dark, and embrace them with your whole might.

you will be a wreck and emotional mess by the end of it if you've ever confined yourself, but you will have so much more appreciation for these feelings once you learn you should freely express them.

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I stayed up until dawn to gather rose petals sprinkled with morning dew for my rose water, which has to be one of the witchiest things I’ve done. I also added a bit of rosemary and shea butter, and used some crystals to give it a confidence-boosting charm. 🌹☀️

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— Nikita Gill

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Kiss Kiss 😗🤍

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Lilith, the woman who went feral first and became the wild woman with horns protruding from her head while her canine teeth grew gnarlier and sharper. The woman who smelled of earth, ozone, and petrichor as she took her company to wander the woods and become familiar with the night more unrestrained in a world of unexplored and untrimmed naturality outside of the Garden. The woman who walked with bare feet and guarded her angel with claws and animalistic security.

Lilith, whose natural state is feral and wild.

Lilith, the original wild woman who walked and existed in the twilight.

Lilith, woman of the night.

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https://pin.it/7pzrRLV

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A circle of peacock chairs with deep magenta cushions sit in a circle on an intricately patterned rug embedded with Lilith's sigil, some laid over with velvet blankets featuring moons, stars, spiders, owls, cats, and snakes. The smell of dragon incense is powerful in here as it plumes from the hanging burners above, mingling with the long cords of gold and dark crimson diamonds made from glass, all disappearing into an endless ceiling made from the night sky and the current lunar cycle, the stretch of stars twinkling down to those who look up.

Purple sheen fabric spills over the room and pools over the wall-to-wall cabinets lined with bottles and keepings, the drying herbs strung up and the spiders nestled in their webs. Books and tomes varying from freshly bought to aged spines snuggle up to rolled up parchment to the right of the apothecary, sat up before a large pitch black cauldron and long dark wooden ladle.

Candles burn in various degrees and colors upon altars catty-cornered here and there, some with long tiered wax and others newly spun to life with a teardrop trickling down their sides. They, and the stained glass windows that reach the floor, are the lighting of the room. Dim and cozy, and always having this buzzing feeling in the air.

There is one peacock chair here that sits most notable amongst the rest, taller, marked with spider webs attached to the floor and how it's clustered with a humble obsidian table mounted by a crystal ball and a fantastic tea set. KeeKee prefers to sleep in this chair when padding her way in, snuggling into the moon-patterned blanket known to lay over a cold lap. This belongs to the witch, and this room belongs to her - Lilith's apothecary in the Hotel, found on the ground floor and just a whisper down the hall from the front desk.

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裏切りは僕の名前を知っている, (2010)

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— hiiiii. I'm a new artist on tumblr and I'm bursting onto this site with this art!

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J Edward Neill

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My wife 😗😗😗 (I found this in my gallery)

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@arachnaemboss asked, you look so pretty like this. -sideoz

"Isn't it a vision?" The cape of webbed gossamer twinkles beneath the blue neon, glittering the club's gorgeous palette upon its reflective material. There's clear dew dappled about it, small mirrors capturing how Lilith smiles at Asmodeus. "My spiders are very proud of it, I simply had to wear it to one of the most attractive Rings in Hell." She gently bumps her wrist into the Sin with a playful wink.

"I will pass along the compliment. Thank you. Shall I have them weave something for you or your beau, as well?"

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The crackle of incense, the waft of dragon's blood mixed with amber, and the whiff of earth.. Oh yes, the Queen is at work today.

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@hlylight asked, “Remember as you grow to have love and reverence for all living things.”

"Seraphim, what do you mean?" The idea of anything else did not feel.. right. It's a concept that didn't feel appropriate, that was to be sure. It made no sense. Lilith turned her head to face Sera, the red-dappled corn snake wrapped in circles around her forearm flicking its tongue at the blooming angel in loving greeting.

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ya girl been having her spiritual awakening and rebuilding her multimuse what's up

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Favourite Designs: Linda Friesen "Nightshade" Haute Couture Gown