#after eden

[inubaki]

Art not done by me. (Its done by the amazing Deya on twitter)

But I thought this was extremely telling for Day 1 of being kicked out; over what Adam had to mentally deal with. All this… for who? These animals mean nothing to Eve compared to Adam. And this is only the beginning to what he just has to get over in this new existence. Get over or die horribly.

A man used to lush greens, of areas of plenty. Now has to learn about weather. About scarcity. What freezing is. What over heating can do to a tired human body. Illness. How large or minor injuries can become infected. What being tired is. Hungry. Learn to be Nordic, to farm with nearly zero knowledge on what can fed or kill you. (Ever heard about Chris McCandless? Basically that but without resources)

Having to skin and eat the beasts you once coveted and loved. Then you have to bring a family into the world and force them to do the same thing or else they die. (What if one grows sick and spreads it to the others?) What if the plants that once could help you in the spring are poisonous by winter? How would they know what an adult body can compared to a child?

If your child dies tough! Get back to work because each day could kill more.

Hunting can take days and lead to exposer or injury. ANYTHING can kill you.

And for what? For who? And why?

Lucifer and Lilith had his magic, became kings and queens!

Adam got stuck in the world that Lilith had been DYING to go too! Not him!

Say what you want about Adam but no one deserves this. And if Adam helped Eve and the kids survive each and every day then that’s more than what should be expected. Who’s a bad father in that? Because he didn’t ask for this. It wasn’t his consequences to suffer but he did.

Cheapen this in Hazbin Hotel. I dare you. Build your excuses that Adam is resentful or a ‘bad dad’. Reality is this. Lucifer, Lilith, Heaven and Eve are all what brought this upon themselves to varying degrees of guilt. But it’s what costed Adam the most.

Eve cheated day two, got him kicked out day three. All while Lilith and Lucifer continues to be lavish in finery.

Keep your affair baby and your hypocrisy of fairness, and choice.

Ya fucking Hazbins.

[lady-perpetua]

[cariboll]

Eden

Hi. This is not a rant. I just finished writing a fanfic that I started writing in 2015, based on the music video for Hozier's "From Eden". It's the second story I've written based on the video, with the first being a kind of headcannon prequel to the video's story. Anyway, if anyone on Tumblr wants to read them, here's the link to Eden (there are a total of 12,952 words across 21 chapters in the two stories, so I won't post the stories here).

[phsolomon]

Read Thy Kingdom Fall by Austin Dragon #Fantasy #SciFi #Thriller

[poem-today]

A poem by Rachel Wetzsteon

After Eden

Somewhere Zeno was smiling, the foul goblins of paradox were wearing their fairest clothes that night. My Dinner with a Chainsaw, the evening could have been called; and when one too many led to wise judgements too few, “I’m trying to break up with you!” he shouted as stockings and scruples flew; and what was over wasn’t; the brutal doings were sweeter than a caress; the thrill of it happening and the horror of it being an awful mistake collided like sweaty bodies in the dark, disheveled room. So this is moving on, she reflected after he left. But what was motion? No straight bright line but a wind every bit as stormy as the people it carried away from safety, through towns that froze and burned, helping them forward but not letting them forget for a second their ceaseless looking for what is lost, their sad resemblance to the quick and stubborn arrows that never arrive.

Rachel Wetzsteon (1967-2009)

[newwavesylviaplath]

lana del rey at the 2024 met gala after party

[blanchebees]

A taste of the divine

Tip jar

↓ 2nd version and closeup ↓

[modaonlinemagazalari]

https://www.modaonlinemagazalari.com/moda-markas/after-eden/

After Eden

[naarinn]

Imagine if they studied together. Gotta be for the world peace for sure

[ladyhawke]

Charlie Vickers as Halbrand – THE RINGS OF POWER 1.06 “Udûn”

[inubaki]

Exchange (Comfortable)

part 5

Eve’s vengeance had both spontaneous as it was destructive since Adam’s re-mergence. The need to defend himself had more instinctive then self-preserving when she threw herself upon him before the first man could even rise from the dirt. The calm and tranquil façade had finally creaked as Adam had barely enough time to catch her wrists when she compressed her weight fully upon him. Her pretty eyes bulging, swollen red with tears and burning rage inches from his own. “WHORE!!!” she sobbed. Her petite guise giving way to the ferocity that Eve had so effortlessly initiated for their dealings so many violent times before. The knife he gifted to Cain now hovered barely inches from his chest. His strength barely able to repress Eve’s madness. A woman reverted to a screaming spittle of nearly incoherent ramblings immersed among profanities. As always, she’d known before himself on what had transpired, though this had been the first time he had initiated the contract. Rather than wait for the drugging and the repetitive suspension til his own murder, Adam had willing offered himself to their whims. The taste of cocoa bean still lingering on his tongue.

“PIGGGGG!!! YOU PIG!!! BEHIND MY BACK!!! WITHTHEM!WHYTHEM!!!” “FUCK OFF!” so few times did Adam offered the energy for genuine anger. The woman ripped from his guts snarled like a beast in the shadows of raising noon. “ITWASSUPPOSEDTOBEME!!THATS MMMMYY BABY!!!!” Her madness and fury blessed her with strength enough to finally overpower him. Pressing all her weight into thrusting the end of the blade into the soft flesh of his right shoulder. And Adam let her have it. Taking the full blade to the hilt to order to free his hands, his shoulder for the freedom to grab her by hair. The once beautiful braid of flowers becoming Eve’s own noose and for the first time, Adam didn’t stop til it was finally her turn to croak.

None to gently, Adam switched their positions and shoved her, blue face first, into the hole. Gone was the gentle pity or pretense of ceremony or respect of the EXCHANGE. Adam didn’t pray nor even pretend to regret what Eve had deemed so necessary upon himself. Her own back marred with the same intricate scaring to mirror his own that initiated their branding. Their safety net.

Whatever time Adam bought himself was unknown having never been the initiator. The blurring of his eyes giving him the impression that it wouldn’t matter much longer regardless.

“Luci—“ Adam staggered on his own blood pooling around him. His failing eyes looked around and found neither of the children and his heart failed to be neither disappointed nor relieved as he made the red track back. The normal welcome of food or warmth of a fire was barren and rendered to empty tents and dying embers. Giving final credence to Eve’s conceived attempt.

Now he could only think whether to die here or out of sight from the boys. Would Eve be waiting for him again?

“Luci…” Adam felt so tired. The choice made for him as his body refused to do nothing but sink against the old log they called a seat. Would removing the knife be quicker?

“Luc—-“

“Oh!! That simply won’t do!”

Claws brushed his shoulder and Adam was surprised he had the strength to scream. The agony was red hot and throbbing, but the little bastard only held on tighter. Slender claw tipped fingers message the bloody gash while another hand reached around and gave the blade a playful tug. Adam thought he would chock on his own vomit and blood all the while Lucifer laughed.

“Okay! On the count of—-“

The amount of blood that erupted from his shoulder was enough to drench Adam’s entire left side. Adam couldn’t even hear himself scream nor if his body was even struggling. Through the white noise he only hear him clearly.

“Oh, Adam? Are you wet or are you just happy to see me? Oh boy! Lookie at that?”

“Fu—off….” he slurred through the fog. Lucifer clicked his tongue and pinched Adam’s cheek.

“As impressed as I am by your libido there’s a time and place for everything, my good man! And this….”

A slow hand curled ideally around Adam’s stomach. A rhythmic tapping of Lucifer’s claws playing across the skin of his flat stomach.

“-is that you should be worrying about.”

The throbbing from his shoulder suddenly vanished as well as the playful wisp of Lucifer’s façade. Lucifer’s influence was normally reserved for AFTER Adam’s deaths. The blessings using Adam as conduit upon his upon his revival.

This was first injury healed beyond death since the beginning; between Adam and the lion.

Without the rituals and sacrifice Lucifer’s powers were quickly exhausted and by angelic means: limited.

Adam felt the smaller man collapse against his shoulder, now freed of injury and grime. “Lucifer…” Adam turned his head and blistering heat met his lips. He reciprocated, if nothing if not for the shoulder. It hurt yet still Adam opened his mouth to the forked tongue. Welcoming the taste of fire and sulfur while the devil migrated to Adam’s lap.

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“Lilith will be dealing with Eve. Don’t you worry!” Lucifer sat far too comfortably to the blind eye of the children. He watched Adam’s serve book breakfast and fuss over the boys with a serene sort of contentment, dispute Adam’s obvious attempts in ignoring him. Neither Cain nor Abel questioned Eve’s absence after the first initial look around the camp. All too excited to cling onto Adam while never questioning the extent of the new bites or scaring newly littering his body. Adam tried not to let it bother him just how much the kids resembled Lucifer then. All three baring into him with an expectation that un-nerved him. “I’m certain all will be right as rain when he arrives! Just a little jealously and lack of communication is all!” Adam shot him a look as he flipped another strip of boat meat with his usual amount of discomfort. Having never required the talent of disassociating from the beasts he once so loved. Lucifer had concurred it bloody and raw for the twins, laughing at Adam’s disgust.

“Better get used to the taste. Chances are, they’ll all take after me! Oh!!!! Maybe you and Eve can be mommy twins!! I mean… if same time pregnancies doesn’t bring people together then I don’t know what doe——“

“Oh for the love of——!!”

“Me?”

“GOD!!”

“Boo!!”

As limited as time was, Lucifer only made himself more comfortable during every visit. What had once been a tip of a toe were becoming full strides. And Adam felt the aches of tomorrow torments as acutely as Eve’s developing ire with Lucifer’s tightening grip.

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Pervs:

[lady-perpetua]

[prismdrive]

Shopping spree part 1 of ???

Wanted to draw my fave teetlez ever,,,

AAAA expect me drawing some cool dresses >:]]]] (suggestions appreciated)

HEA by @phykoha /🧡

TMMT by @kaysdenofchaos /🧡

TMNTE by me!

[solardriftx]

okay guys can we talk abt the pieces of damon lore dropped in some of the fte’s🤔 loooong conjectural yap session incoming

he gets pretty secretive about his home life if pressed further, but it’s clear that his parents struggled with paying the bills until he started raking in prize money from competitions. i think this little detail can

explain a lot abt his character. for one, his obsession with studying and burying himself into improving his talent. as a kid, it’s possible he placed pressure on himself to pull his weight (his relationship with his parents is evidently affectionate, so i don’t think they forced him into this), so he made sure to excel in school and eventually debate club not only for respect, but to secure the ideal future for himself and his parents. he may have known going into it that competitions had prize money on the line, and the club had the additional benefit of beefing up his college apps. getting into edens garden academy must’ve been a dream come true for the whole family, it’s likely he idolized the school growing up as a symbol of true success and prosperity (hence his bio mentioning there was never a doubt in his mind that he was destined to be the ultimate debater. an ultimate in his eyes was the best thing a young person could be)

another thought, his financial situation could be attributed to a number of things, but if it was due to his parents struggling to keep jobs, it would make sense why damon is so dead-set on defining people (including himself) based on the utility of their skills. he’s seen firsthand how cutthroat the job market can be, so upon initial meeting he either views his peers as inferior due to their less practical talents or as competition he refuses to back down to. he is obsessed with comparing himself to others! in his mind, people are their resume.

also, i wonder if the reason damon is described to be argumentative from an early age in his bio was due to teasing from other kids for being less well off? or possibly getting into spats with his parents under the stress? spats with extended family or other adults who ridiculed his parents? spats with a shitty landlord??? pure speculation, but these underdog scenarios would really showcase his desire to be respected

in a world so uncertain, damon’s tongue is his sharpest weapon and tool, and as such, he holds his talent in high regard as the sole definer of his identity.

[softmangoes]

how the LIs kiss

18+

pure!sydney's kisses are sweet, mouth soft and his tongue warm. he kisses you in the same way he savors the hard candies you'd slide over the library counter, slipping them into his hands just so your fingers could brush. when he pulls away, his glasses are foggy, a nervous smile on his face. "was that..." he says, blushing. "was that alright?"

corrupt!sydney's kisses are hungry. he's got his hands under your shirt and his tongue deep in your mouth. he's been waiting so patiently, after all, and now he finally has you to himself. "you taste divine, beloved." he says, fingers slipping under your waistband. when you sigh against his mouth, he smiles. "but i think it's time i have my dessert."

whitney's kisses hurt. they're full of teeth and bruises and blood and his nails digging crescents into your skin. whenever he crushes his lips to yours, he always makes sure to leave you aching. and like every fight you've had against him, you never come out unscathed. "there," he says, marveling at the fresh marks blooming along your neck. "now everyone will know whose slut you are."

kylar's kisses are desperate. his hands roam your skin as his mouth murmurs endless promises into the hollow of your neck. "we'll be together forever," he says, drunk on the scent of you. he presses his body to yours, eager to get closer, to envelope you in his embrace. to never, ever, let you go. "nothing will ever change that."

eden wastes no time when he kisses you. he has known the lean months of winter and the lonely days of fall. you cannot deny him the sweetness of spring. he bites into the curve of your neck like the first fruit of warmer days, licks at your lips to drink in your sweetness. but a hunter is always hungry, always wanting. "it's been a long day," he growls, deepening the kiss. when he takes your shirt in his hands, the fabric rips apart easily. "too long without you."

robin's kisses are warm. they're fingers running through your hair, a smile against your mouth. sunny days and lips that taste like fresh lemonade. he always laughs when he kisses you, like he can't believe he's doing this. like he can't believe he's yours. when he kisses you, the world is a little brighter. softer. "it's a beautiful day to be with you," he murmurs after he pulls away, pressing a peck to your cheek before taking your hand in his.

there is no way you can truly describe how the ivory wraith kisses you, but there is a note of familiarity to it. your mind conjures memories of kisses whispered in passing, of lips locked in darkened halls. "as sweet as ever," he hums, licking your lips with his cool tongue. "as sweet as always." the passing of centuries have done little else but make him yearn. the wraith, with his great and terrible beauty, kisses you like he's been waiting for you all this time.

[himediana]

i couldnt think of a caption .........