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returns to over 99 notifs.... Hi guys, sorry I haven't been around. I've been focusing on a different interpretation of Lilith over at @primordialhazbin. She's actually a decent person over there! I have not forgotten about this interpretation of her, and I do think of her daily. At the moment, however, I will be mostly focusing on the HH interpretation since my free time is actually very limited.

I hope to make a comeback here though. I miss this blog.

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The side of her mouth twitched from the swift offense pulling at her features like the hook of a fishing rod. Her elbows soon found their place upon her thighs to support the structure of her arms as her fingers entwined underneath her chin. For someone who didn't take anything the world had to offer with the vital severity of a creature with a purpose assigned to their life, the first demon surely seemed to lack the proper sense of humor when she was the subject of a quip.

"Are you mocking me?" she asked after a pressing moment of silence long after Cain stopped talking. There was unmistakable venom laced in the honeyed timber of her voice, but it was so subtle you would've missed it had it not been for the words diving into the guttural rumble of a predator's growl. The concave line of her mouth wasn't a smile anymore.

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A bewildered look briefly flashed across an oft-sour countenance. There was a rant deep in there, about how certain knowledge was useless in his hands, but he found that soon replaced by the vivid mental image of a sharp cleat eviscerating the body of a dead fish.

So, he laughed, in the way that only shaking shoulders could alert a person to.

"Try it," he offered. "You'll soon find out." There's no point in telling her not to, or even why, after all... and this was more interesting a route to walk down than a repeat trip down the weathered path of self-loathing.

"And when you're done with that, you might want to try hockey with a block of cheese or basketball with a loaf of bread."

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Patience was a skill Lilith endured centuries of suffering to learn it. Giving space to another's thoughts to bloom, breathe and transform into the door leading into their true self used to feel like threading through the burning flames of Hell due to her low tolerance to frustration. It was easier to take a backseat nowadays and listen. The shining moons nestled in the sockets of her skull, watched him with unblinking wonder. They traced over his features, taking in each minute shift in the lines that creased around his eyes, his nose and forehead. It was important that she paid attention lest he were to doubt her ability to full immerse herself in his emotions and actually get him like no one else could ever fathom to be able to do it.

"Does it bother you?" came her inquiry cushioned by velvety breaths, her hands having hiked from his collar to rest upon his cheeks, cupping them in her cold hold that felt eerily warm. How could someone's touch be ice cold, yet radiate so much warmth? It was impossible! She was impossible.

"We're all animals. One way or another, we all fall to the same degeneracy that blurs the lines between species. Wouldn't you like to explore the wilderness within you? I reckon it's calling to you."

She leaned in and lowered her voice to a whisper.

"Answer it!"

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❝   i've   noticed   this   attraction   for   a   while   now.   it's   getting   stronger   the   more   i   think   about   it.   at   first   it   was   just   plain   curiosity.   i   blame   marita.   she   took   me   to   one   of   those   places   once.   where   they   dance   for   you   if   you   give   them   cash.   i   was   just   sat   there   and   this   guy...   ❞

alvarro   always   knew   that   he   liked   stealing   glances   with   a   man   every   now   and   then.   especially   during   his   marriage   with   anna.   but   it   might   have   been   to   upset   her   too.   to   make   her   notice   him.   to   make   her   show   SOME   reaction   at   all.   only   that   he   ended   up   liking   it   more   than   he   thought   he   would. 

❝   men   are   animals.   ❞   he   nodded.   thinking   of   nina's   father.   less   so   of   himself   and   the   way   he   left   his   book   shop   (living   quarters)   prior   to   nina   moving   in.   a   pig   might   have   housed   better   than   that.

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Her innate curiosity has made her into a natural flirt. Desiring to explore her options was mostly possible due to her ability to smooth talk her way into getting another person, being or creature to clear the path to her object of interest.

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I got my hands on a bogplant :) hehe I'm gonna feed it flies!!

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Being known as the Lady of the Beasts, Lilith's ties to the wilderness are of a sacred nature. She understands the importance of hunting prey for sustenance. It's a natural part of the life she had come to understand after leaving the serenity of the ancient garden. Life and death are intertwined in an eternal dance where life can only exist as a consequence of death. The herbivores must sacrifice life manifested in various types of vegetation, the predators who indulge in meat might need to claim the life of another being to continue to exist. Even certain types of plants consume the flesh of insects and other small animals. Life can't exist without death, therefore Lilith doesn't have a reason to get in the way of this universal balance.

She endorses using up the entire carcass if a sacrifice in the name of staying alive has to be made.

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"I may not be beautiful, but at least I know a lot of useless information." Take this one from Cain.

"There's no such thing as useless information, but a matter of matching it to the occasion. You wouldn't play football with a dead fish..." her words trailed off, her brow lowering over her eyes, pondering, considering. She's eating her own words while rubbing her chin pensively.

"Why wouldn't you play football with a dead fish? Cain, we're trademarking this."

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"I'm attracted to men but at what cost?"

I LITERALLY JUST WANTED TO SEND STH IN! PLS CONSIDER THIS A PRE-ESTABLISHED THING JSLKDJF I MISS WRITING WITH U

A hum emitted from her throat in acknowledgement with a sympathetic tilt of her head.

"The cost of sanity?" she responded in a matter-of-fact tone as her hands came into contact with his shirt's collar. Nimble fingers would begin to fix and smooth any folds, crevasses and wrinkles that weren't supposed to be there. It was a far cry from the chaos she always put at the forefront of her leading philosophy on life, but going against her own odds had its charm from time to time.

"But I suppose it highly depends on what you desire to be attracted to in the long run. I find it's easiest to not give them too much room to speak, as that often breaks the illusion I have created in my head of them. Then again," she released his collar and fluttered her lashes to look him in eye, her lips curving to a smirk.

"I have this innate ability to shut my focus off the moment I feel the slightest bit inconvenienced."

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I know a lot of people aren't a fan of OUAT (neither am I past season 3 tbh), but Rumplestiltskin/Mr Gold is a big inspiration for this evil lady.

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𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 (a collection of prompts from text posts I saved. Feel free to adjust phrasing and gendered terms as necessary)

"I beg your fucking pardon?"

"Due to personal reasons, I'm evil now."

"Actually all of my systems are nervous."

"You used to be shy, now you're a whore."

"I'm attracted to men but at what cost?"

"My wife can stab me a little bit I don't care."

"Babygirl there is something obviously wrong with your brain."

"I'm going to defeat you with the power of friendship, and this gun I found."

"Debates are stupid because why would I want to sit down and argue with someone blatantly dumber than me."

"Due to personal reasons, I will be going completely off the fucking rails."

"I'm a nice person but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people."

"Those are bold words for someone in stabbing range."

"Sorry I called you a fucking idiot, I was trying to flirt."

"I may seem like an angry person on the surface, but deep inside I'm actually angrier.

"Sorry, I couldn't hear you over my internal monologue."

"Sure I'm a little stupid, but that's like 80% of my charm!"

"Fuck therapy I'm becoming a knight."

"Hey, girl. Plagued by terrifying visions?"

"There's something deeply and fundamentally wrong with you. Can we kiss?"

"I may not be beautiful, but at least I know a lot of useless information."

"Conversations are a lot like teeth, you can only have so many."

"I hate when people ask me to explain my thought process. Like hell if I know."

"Well, well, well, if this isn't the feelings I've been trying to avoid."

"With all due respect, which is none."

"You call it a near-death experience, I call it a vibe check from God."

"If a demon tried to possess me I'd just be like: ok take it from here, good luck man."

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@heaven-said cont[x]

The faintest hint of disappointment etched within the first woman's visage as the helmet descended upon her face. It all happened too quickly to be able to get a better glimpse of the treasure that hid behind the metal. After all, the exchange was supposed to be a ruse fueled by her sneaky desire to bear witness to the face that was off limits to her.

Alarm bells would hunch her shoulders to her ears as the snug confine of his helmet completely obstructed her sight and created walls around her cheeks and nose that heated the air within the metal chamber from her breathing. Never mind the darkness that came. She was expecting it! It was her inability to feel the air moving freely around her that made her realize that she had been taking it for granted.

Though hesitant at first, her long, slender fingers eventually lifted to feel around her new face, finger pads pressing gently against the divine metal to explore the tactile sensation left by the surface of the helmet in lieu of her ability to witness herself in a reflective surface. It fit a little too well on her face... It wasn't entirely weightless, but she couldn't say for certain that she felt comfortable wearing it either.

"Do I look like you now?"

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Kate Baer, from And Yet: Poems; “Idea”

[Text ID: “I will enjoy this life. I will open it like a peach in season, suck the juice from every finger, run my tongue over my chin. I will not worry about clichés or uninvited guests peering in my windows. I will love and be loved. Save and be saved a thousand times. I will let the want into my body, bless the heat under my skin. My life, I will not waste it. I will enjoy this life.”]

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Wanted Lilith to have eyes resembling the moon's color in the sky (white/silver/grey) because one of her legends claims she was made from the moon's resentment of the sun's light & God's preferential treatment of it. Essentially, she sees the world through the moon's resentment.

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𝖜𝖜𝖉𝖎𝖙𝖘 + 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖖𝖚𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖘  ;;  5 / ∞

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Excerpt from A Mother's Embrace by Kai'Nathera