#eden bishop

[biohazrat]

adamcore

[skepticxdreamer]

Happy Pride Month with a little shitpost for Heroes and what they SHOULD NEVER SAY TO SOMEONE WHO JUST CAME OUT.

[ghostbox-nostalgia]

Old Faith courting and favour

I decided to write out some of the old faith courting rituals since I'm art blocked at the moment and I have Ideas. A lot of these will be based off of the sorta Victorian era way of flirting since I enjoy all of the little secret languages they had.

First off fan language. I like to think this predates the bishops, and they learned how to do it from their predecessors. There's a lot of issues with followers claiming favoritism and dissenting if one of the gods is seen flirting in the open, so they devised a way to communicate with their favored without judgement. i imagine this is the one that Narinder tends to favor since theres a few signals in the real life one that can convey if someone is listening in or following you, and I imagine that the practicality of it made that on more appealing, Also pretty boy with a pretty fan. obviously

Flower language. What god wouldn't give their favored a gift afterall? Flower language is the same as it is in real life, with the added layer of combining flowers to covey particular messages to the recipient. i imagine that the container in which it is given also plays a factor but not that much. i imagine to some degree all of the bishops used this way at least once, whether it was for flirting or not (death threats in the form of nightshade on your doorstep)

Gems and Jewelry. Different gems carry different meanings, the metal tells intent, and the type of jewelry shows who you received it from (so necklace for hekets cult, earrings for kallamars, etc.) Gold is usually given with the intent to marry (romance doesn't matter) and silver is given to those you consider close, whether it be family or friend. gems usually contain the qualities you admire within someone, So and example would be if you admired someone for eloquence and had intent to marry, you would give them a gold and emerald ring. Obviously Kallamar favors this method the most, and cares very little if people see that he favors someone above the rest. He typically gives pearl jewelry to people with specific colours depending the person. Also the jewelry type thing being cult related is a very loose rule, its just a fun thing the cultists decided on their own.

Fruit! its fig incident time (kinda). so you know how figs are typically associated with fertility? Well in old faith terms, offering someone a fig implied an invitation to bed and eating a fig out of someone's hand was akin to telling them to take you then and there. Hekets preferred method of courting, right up their with lavish feasts and specially cooked meals. i personally feel like shes too blunt a person for a proper courting phase so she just tends to get to the point rather quick. (theres a narilamb fig scene I have planned that I can't figure out how to explain but now yall have a basis to go off of so feel free to imagine)

Anyway thats all the ideas I had so far. Hope you guys like them! I'll always take suggestions though so don't be afraid to shoot me an ask :]

[whxtestars]

Oh, what a sin.

Babe

There's something broken about this

But I might be hoping about this

Oh, what a sin

[celadons-penultimate]

Just imagine a BISHOP solo (ongoing?) comic series, starring Lucas Bishop (duh) w/ this supporting cast

-Shard Bishop

-X.S.E. partners Randall & Malcolm

-Frenzy

-Tempo

-Manifold

-Triage

-Gambit

-Dr. Cecilia Reyes

-Prodigy

-Surge

-Armor

I remember reading previous solo Bishop comics, and...yeah, his individual character development needs some real TLC. He needs some friends. And he shouldn't HAVE TO be a gruff, angry 1-dimensional hypervigilant action hero all the time.

Or at least, if he is, we should get a good story out of his close friends trying to get him to open up.

Let him be a brother to Synch, let him find relaxation w/ Manifold, let Thunderbird be his bad influence, show us Bishop unwinding w/ video games & laser tag & athletics, let him find love w/ Frenzy, let him reunite w/ his XSE partners + his sister Shard & show them hope in the present day! 🥺

And since, apparently, Marvel thinks he only works w/ time-travel stories, let Bishop face down against Kang (I could be wrong, but I don't recall them ever meeting before), assembling the previously mentioned characters together to defeat the Conqueror's machinations against humanity & mutantkind!

[thischristianguy]

Cause Tom Brevoort thinks outside of Storm and Bishop there are no other “viable” black male x-characters

He’s so wrong

[simplegenius042]

Last Line/s, OC Question and Pinterest Tag Games

Tagged by @cassietrn @cloudofbutterflies92 and @josephseedismyfather

Tagging @socially-awkward-skeleton @direwombat @adelaidedrubman @strangefable @strafethesesinners @g0dspeeed @josephslittledeputy @derelictheretic @aceghosts @turbo-virgins @shellibisshe @red-nightskies @purplehairsecretlair @carlosoliveiraa @softtidesworld @shallow-gravy @icecutioner @imogenkol @inafieldofdaisies @starsandskies @ladyoriza @wrathfulrook @florbelles @skoll-sun-eater @sleepyconfusedpotato @rhettsabbott @afarcryfrommymain @titiagls @voidika @la-grosse-patate @minilev and @thewanderer-000 + anyone else who wants to join.

Given how short this post would be if I just did one each, I decided to do three series for each one. You can find the Last Line/s, answers to the question and pinterest stuff below the cut!

Last Line/s for my original The UnTitledverse WIP A Blast In The Past, my FC5 The Silver Chronicles WIP called Strawberries and lastly my The Invitation WIP from Life, Despair & Monsters called An Invite To Wine And Dine below:

THE UNTITLEDVERSE It is too much for you to handle; the entourage of meaningless yet familiar images assaulting your mind, the thin air in the room threatening to suffocate you, the stress from drowning in the darkness again. And so, my old pal, you collapse.

THE SILVER CHRONICLES Her kiss was messy but swift, unfairly so, and from what he could capture, Nadi's lips had been firm, lacking action and experience, but hungry and desperate all the same. John felt lightheaded in his shock, his palms sweating and his pulse beating faster, his breath lost as he stared at the blonde; her blushed face, the hidden dimples and the surprise forming on her face, even when she was the one to kiss him.

LIFE, DESPAIR & MONSTERS

Evie smiled, but this time it wasn't a kind smile, nor was it a polite smile. Her eyes seemed to darken, the brown that could be seen lost in this supernatural transition. "In truth," she repeated, eyes staring hungrily at her cousin from the other side of the dining table, her audience captivated by her unprecedented display, "I'm here for a change in this family business' management."

Now for the OC Question: How would you describe your character but in a metaphorical way? What feeling, thought, smell, imagery, etc comes to mind when you think of them? Everything from the good to the bad, what are they?

THE UNTITLEDVERSE Lisa Cobalt: Lisa is like a common storm; a persistent chaotic force that pushes others forwards but also away, coming in unannounced and always when you're unprepared, a rapid swing between a gentle harmless drizzle to a raging fit no fault of her own. She is also a form of melancholic pessimism, a frenzy of unreliable and invasive thoughts that make you doubt every decision you make but are ultimately empty. Lisa is the smell of vinegar; sharp and stings your nose, but a reliable repellent against the rust and grime and unclean. Lisa is the feeling of self-doubt and exhaustion that wants you to give up, but at the same time, a drive to know that things aren't done yet, and you have to keep going.

THE SILVER CHRONCILES Silva Omar: Silva is a fire. A fire that never ceases to burn. An unstoppable force that returns every time. A fiery of flames, a dangerous element that is capable of destroying everything around her, an ire to be weary of, and if she so wished, she could engulf the world too. But though a risk her presence can be, she is also a light of safety, a shield of protection, and a source of warmth. An undying existence; one you can stomp out, let sizzle and die, pinch close, put out, but never end, as just like fire, and the right components, she'll reignite. She is a passion; for creativity, curiosity, love, life, the mundane even. She is the determination to keep going, to find the happiness, the peace, the fulfillment in a good ending she deserves. She is the summer and spring, an appreciation for the past but also grounded in the present and looking forward to the new beginning.

AN OLD BALLARD OF CHANCE AND EMBER HEARTS TRILOGY (ORIGINAL WORKS) Discord, the Mad Kin of Carnage: Discord is a slow and yet abrupt end. A decay in nature, the rust on metal, the ash from embers and the end of the material plane. He is the unspoken inevitability of death, destruction and decay. He is the desert that buries pharaohs' tombs, the sea that sunk cities of the past, and the breakdown of societies and empires. Inexplicable chance, unexplained phenomenon. His beating heart like the bells that toll. But he is also the absence of beginning, a disruption of the cycle that begins anew. He is the extinction of life, unfair and cruel, an obstacle of preservation, of progress, of choice and of life. Needless and necessary, constant and brief, an end with no beginning and a breeze that refuses to rest. Discord knows what he is, knows what he does, isn't ashamed of his nature. And that's enough for him.

Pinterest Tag game for OCs from The Silver Chronicles, Life, Despair & Monsters and A Radioactive Calamity Of Love, Bombs & Gore. rules: search ‘your name + core’ on pinterest and post the first 6 pictures.

PAUL YELLOWJACK (THE SILVER CHRONICLES)

[NOTE: I'm not happy with my Pinterest]

SIR ENIGMA MALVOLIO (LIFE, DESPAIR & MONSTERS)

[NOTE: Bottom right image is how I feel about my useless Pinterest]

MARISSA "RESS" BISHOP (A RADIOACTIVE CALAMITY OF LOVE, BOMBS & GORE)

[NOTE: My disappointment in my Pinterest is immeasurable]

[tredawakandan]

5 Of My Favorite Krakoa Era X-Men Moments

(Storm won't be included since I already always talk about her from time to time😅💯. Just search Storm or Ororo Munroe on my page 👌🏿)

1. Charles and Magneto vs Nimrod and Omega Sentinel.. Been loving the Orchis involvement and how Charles and Magneto ultimately started Krakoa with one of their first missions being to stop Nimrod and the organization. Ultimately they failed and this was the first meeting of theirs during this era. Cool deaths and dope rage moments 👍🏿

2. Magneto Dying for Arrako .. Definitely was the dopest part of the event . Although i disliked how Uranos ran threw the Arrako mutants(in general i have a problem with the lack of development from the writers regarding the Arrako Mutants) Magneto death was very impactful since as we know him and storm have refused resurrections.. He survived being punctured and managed to raise hell for his remaining time. Salute To Erik💯

3. One of the benefits of resurrections for mutants are the natural buff they get. Having been shown to get stronger after they die is a dope concept and great way to write in unexplainable instances where characters seem stronger then they would be normally 😅. Also loved seeing writers become more intimate on how mutants can use their powers. Mentioned before but Manifold/Eden reveal is still my favorite. I feel in the future just how we got the Omega Mutants list at the beginning of this era we need either a redone copy(with prominent Arrako mutants listed as well) or A near Omega pending list that would include Synch ,Eden,Polaris, Cable(Although he technically is Omega) etc

4. The reunion of Synch and Old woman Laura was dope. Having spent centuries together and Laura sacrificing herself for him ,it was assumed to be a tragic heartbreak. But seeing her having survived and come back is definitely a moment I felt genuine happiness for Synch👌🏿

5. Although I didn't read New Mutants I enjoyed the issue with John and James reunion. Warpath has been a favorite mutant of mines since The Gifted show(was dope & you should definitely check it out) . Also love seeing him in comics. With his wife variety of abilities he should be on a X-Men team or at least another comic regarding mutants. Also loved John Proudstar new costume.

[touchedghosts]

muse tag dump !!

[sandythereadingcafe]

REVIEW

BISHOP (Hunting Her World) by Eden Summers at The Reading Cafe:

'The character driven premise is gritty, complex, detailed and heart breaking'

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

DEMON'S GUIDE to ANGELIC BEINGS who WALK the EARTH

HASTUR’S FURFUR’S COPY DO NOT REMOVE

(the end of the entry for the previous angel:) On sighting: TORMENT An easy target, any demon who does not proceed to aggravate said angel in execessive quantities will be PUNISHED with full diabolical force.

******

AZIRAPHALE

Principality. Angel of the Eastern Gate.

Appearance: Fair hair. Suspishus Ears. Plum hands. Replusively soft (underlined by a pencil several times). Can genrully be found wearing various shades of loathsome beige. Occasional spectacles.

Stationed: Land of the Angles, Hemisphere of the West & North.

Residunce: Angelic Embassy X also known as AZ Fell & Co, 105 Whickber Street, London.

Known Earthly Occupations: Guard of Eden, Music Tyooter, White Knight, Garden Deziner, Bishop, Bookseller. (written by a pencil: +TERRIBLE MAGISHUN)

Weaponry: Flaming Sord.

On sighting: AVVOID A wily opponent, this demon smiter must be warily approached. Report any interactions to the demon Crowley. (the word 'Crowley' is circled and underlined several times by a pencil + note: CHANGED HIS NAME? YUCK!)

A NOTE BY A PENCIL SAYING: CROWLEY IS SUSPISHUS! DON'T TRUST HIM! HIS HAIR IS BAD!

******

BARAQIEL

Dominion. Angel of the Sky.

Appearance: Hair an eye-burning jinnjer. Eyebrows with the appearance of a grisly slug. Often draped in red. Occashunly damp, most likely singed.

Fun fact:

[neuvilette-tea-party]

Un coeur en demi-teinte (part 1?) Yandere x F!reader

Yandere Priest character and art by @meo-eiru. I love that man despite any logic or survival instincts.

There will probably be 2 or 3 chapters total (maybe idk), this chapter is more to set the scene.

Warning : none... For now

Father Micah walks peacefully among the stalls of the market, politely smiling at the passersby greeting him with respect, sometimes even bowing their heads to him a bit. 

“Hello, Father.” They say. 

Micah pursues his groceries, occasionally caressing the heads of some children running to him in awe, following him around like a celebrity. 

He is a celebrity here, and Micah is deeply respected in this town. People come to him for his blessing, for his forgiveness, and advice. They come lost and destroyed but after a discussion with him, they leave the monastery rebuilt, new, serene... 

People look up to him each time they are in trouble and follows blindly his opinion. 

People were skeptical about this new technology called Phone Marty and some protested the installation of one in the town hall, descending the streets with signs, screaming that this object would bring decadence and destruction to the town. Micah intervened in favor of it and even agreed to put on a show to call the Bishop of the region in front of a public with a smile. He had a small speech arguing that this was the future and the town should follow, that he saw no ill in this piece of technology and the townies had nothing to fear about it. 

Micah was not in the least surprised of the townies reaction. He chosed this city for a very specific reason after all. 

The city is isolated between steep mountains and the first train station of the town is very difficult to access and was built 80 years later compared to the rest of the country. This city is like a bubble, blocked in the past and Micah saw an opportunity here. 

To rule unquestioned on a small bastion. 

With careful planning and politics, the young Priest carved himself a place in the town and gained immense popularity and influence over the population ruled by old rigid traditions. 

Micah calculates his move carefully, even going against the Church’s wishes sometimes to base his power over the entire town. He fought for mandatory vaccines for children, getting vaccinated himself as an example, and helped eradicate the smallpox from the town that took so many lives before.  

He fought for a mixed school for adolescents, choosing to trust them while their parents thought it would pervert an entire generation and the nation was distrustful of the process. He held the class in an isolated room of the Monastery, welcoming for free any young who trusted the project, allowing the young girls and boys to meet organically while the town slowly lost population due to low birth rates. 

His project was fruitful.  

A larger range of young earned their diploma and married soon after with their school sweetheart, bringing new babies to the town. The Mayor who did not believe in his idea and fought against him had to come personally to present his excuses and ask to work together for the betterment of the town 

Micah accepted as he won what he wanted. 

Power. 

Power to reign supreme over the town. 

Any new decision needed the young Father’s approval, any new Mayor needed his support to win. Micah decided what to do with the town, whom to accept and whom to ban from the town, which new law to install, and which one to repel. 

Micah could model the town at his will, making it his personal kingdom and Eden’s garden for his personal enjoyment. People believed any word he said and he earned that power. People followed his lead like a dog obeys its Master and he used this power wisely. 

Micah had everything to be happy. 

Or what he thought he needed to have to be happy... 

But as the years passed by, a growing hole appeared in his soul, devouring any sentiment he had in his heart. He felt dissatisfied and like something crucial was missing in his life. 

Until recently, that is! 

Until... 

“Father Micah?” A young woman’s voice pulls him out of his reverie before a stall. 

“Yes young Lady?” He politely smiles at her. 

She blushes hard and searches for something in her pockets, taking out an envelope that she hands him, the face bright red. He considers it for a second before taking it gently. The envelope smells like rose and lavender. 

Perfume cost a fortune in this day and age but this young woman still used it on her letter for him. 

She bows to him, still red, and runs away to a circle of other young women waiting for her in the distance. Surely her group of friends. 

Micah observes the envelope of a delicate pinkish color. 

A love letter. 

Another one. 

He turns away from the girls and crumples it in his fist, throwing it away as he leaves the Market for the Monastery. 

He has no use for this love or any love that came before it. 

Micah crosses the town until a paper pinned on a pole catches his attention. On it, the portrait of a young woman he knows very well is drawn, offering a large sum of money for her capture. 

“We still did not catch that witch?” Someone asks behind him. 

He turns to an old man, taking support on a cane to stand still. 

“The sheriff did not warn me that they did at least.” Micah explains, taking the paper in his delicate hand “So young... Who could have known such a monster was acting among us...” 

“That angel of death! I hope she burns in hell!” The old man spit on the ground. 

“This is a terrible thought, sir. Such desire could bring you down with her, be careful.” He warns. 

The old man sniffs, but ultimately nods. 

“Did we find new victims?” He asks. 

“I cannot reveal such information, sir. The Sheriff trusts me with it.” Micah retorts gently  

“You are the light of this town, Father. You should not let us in the dark like that, if even you start having secrets we are done for. Surely you know something!” The old man begs. 

Micah pretends to look around them before leaning to the ear of the old man and starts whipsering. 

“We think a recent death in the Monastery hospital might be due to poisoning...” 

“Hell! She found her way in the Monastery hopsital?! This witch has no limits! She deconsecrates the church and the souls of the victims!” The old man rages. 

Micah presses his finger on his lips. 

“Of course, this info is strictly confidential for the investigation. I would not want it to spread in the town and cause a mass hysteria, can I trust you?” 

The old man’s eyes start glimming mischeviously. 

“I will be as mute as a tomb, Father.” 

“Good. Go now, I must prepare for the Mass tonight.” Micah politely enjoins. 

“Of course father. Another mass to pray for her victims’ souls?” 

“I will hold as much as it is needed. Until we capture and judge her for her deed.” 

The old man nod and walk away. 

Micah smiles to himself. 

The old man lost three grandkids to that woman and his hate for her is deep. 

His hate for you... 

Of course, he is going to spread the word to the town, enraging the spirits even more, starting a new witch hunt in the Mountains and the forests nearby. 

Micah tears your poster off the pole and walks to the Monastery. He crosses it to gain his apartment, a small house in the garden of the Monastery, isolated and peaceful. 

His castle in his kingdom. 

He opens the door and locks it behind him immediately. 

“Rosebud? (Y/n)? I am home.” He announces. 

You open a door and come running into his arms, pressing you against his taller frame. 

“Father Micah...!” 

“Did anyone see you?” He investigate. 

“No! I remained hidden like you ordered me to.” 

“Good. You must not leave this house under any pretenses, you are not safe outside.” 

You part from him, sighing. 

“I know Father, I know... Did you talk to the Sheriff?” 

“He is busy with a new case, unfortunately.” He explains, putting down the groceries on the table, “I will plead your case do not worry. But the spirits are boiling and vengeful, a new victim has been discovered.” 

“I did not kill them! I did not kill anyone! You know that, Micah, don’t you?!” You beg with eyes wet with tears threatening to spill. 

“I believe you, (Y/n). I do. But you know how the town is, you know how they think. It will be hard to clear your name of any suspicion.” 

You lower your head defeated. 

“I see...” 

“I am with you in this trial, my child.” He takes your shoulder in his hand to squeeze it gently, a reassuring smile on his face. 

“I know... Thank God at least you believe me... If you did not, I do not know what I would have done...” You sob, “I would be lost forever...” 

“Dry your tears, my darling. I am working on it, do not fret.” He promises, pulling you to him to die his nose in your hair. 

You smell delectable, just as he loves. 

You press your feminine curves against his body in a desperate search for support, wiping a tear away. 

Micah smiles to himself again. 

Poor little lamb... So lost and fragile. 

So adorable 

So intoxicating 

His darling 

His rosebud. 

His... 

He cups your cheek to make you look at him. 

“Come on now. I must prepare for the evening Mass, do you need anything?” 

“Will you be gone for long?” You grab his hand desperately. 

“No. 2 hours at most, as always.” 

“Come back to me soon...” You beg, “I feel so alone in here.” 

“I promise, my darling.” And he kisses your forehead tenderly. 

Not your lips. 

Not yet... 

This is for later 

For when you will totally be at his mercy, under his power. 

Then he will break his vows and delight himself of your soul and body. 

He will eat you up 

Devour you until you beg for his mercy 

And maybe he will stop 

Or maybe not 

He is a capricious man and he is demanding. 

You did not know what kind of hell you entered when you got down that wagon train, when you entered that secluded town as an outsider... 

But you are Micah’s hell 

His obsession 

His rosebud 

His darling 

He will have you, wether you like it or not 

After all he reigns supreme. 

And unquestioned. 

[ghostbox-nostalgia]

I need to figure out the actual plot of my au beyond sheep lore and soft narilamb marriage arc.

I did figure out character motivations for eden present and future (very loose present but, ya know) which is first and foremost surviving to try and bring back enough of their race that they aren't needed anymore and once that's complete, ensuring that there are no gods at all themselves included. I'm doing this mostly because I wanna find a way to make the Fox a follower within the au and defeating all who may seek to ascend to greater heights seems like a great way to do that. Plus I imagine that having your entire life ruined because some gods threw a hissy fit would make you tired of that while ordeal.

To make the transition from one god to no gods easier, I wanted the cult to gradually be run more like a city rather than a cult y'know? Plus I know how most cities are run way more than I know how cults are run

Anyway TDLR: I'm gonna pull up a story planner and spend the next little bit writing actual story and strongly contemplate posting to ao3.

I fare thee well, until next time o/

[cheriladycl01]

My boyfriend the Bad Guy- Oscar Piastri x Teacher! Reader

Plot: Oscar surprises you in a class that you’re covering for on a day before a race weekend.

“Okay guys so Mrs Copani won’t be here for the rest of term, but that means I get to teach you guys all about … the rainforest!” You exclaim to the young children in your class. You were currently covering for a school in your district whose teacher went on maternity leave, it was your first job as a teacher rather than a teaching assistant because you were so young.

“Now, this project will be very fun! We’re going to do lots of arts and crafts and at the end of term Headmaster Kelvin has organised a trip” you tell them excitedly and they all start chatting!

“We’re going to a rainforest!” One of them exclaims.

“My mum says they’re a long way from us!” Another chips in.

“Are we going far for this trip?” Another asks a little confused.

“Okay okay settle down! Now you’ll learn that Chloe is right and that there aren’t any rainforests near us. The closest one would be Africa, and I can’t take you guys all the way there … but in the UK we have a place where they have these biome pods called the Eden Project so we’re going to take you there” you explain and they all nod.

“Okay so let’s start on some facts about the rainforest. Does anyone know anything about the rainforest that they can tell me!” You ask.

“It rains a lot!” Dylan shouts and you nod.

“That’s right! It’s helps that its in the name right? But rainforests have a lot of warm humid rain all year round. 79-394 inches. High for comparison is about the height of a tree!” You exclaim and gaze round seeing the fascinated look on all the kids faces.

That was your favourite part of teaching!

“And when you look at a rainforest … like this one” you say getting up a picture of one of the interactive whiteboard. “What do you see!” You ask looking around the classroom.

“Lots or Green” AJ shouts and everyone agrees.

“Mmmmm that’s very true. And what is all that greenery, some of you might have them in your garden at home! We have some in the gardens here and Miss Y/L/N has a few on her classroom windowsill” you offer helpfully, a girl raises her hand.

“Gabby?”

“Plants Miss!” She squeals and you nod with a smile on your face.

“Very good! Now the rainforest is very important as even though only 10% of earth is made up of rainforests … it has the most plants and animals there which helps us” you smile.

“Why miss?” Connor calls out and you smile.

“The trees around us, even the ones here release something out of them that go into our atmosphere and it turn it helps us breath. That’s why trees are so important and it’s why when we use paper, we always ….” You pause waiting for them to finish your common phrase.

“Recycle it” they all giggle and you nod.

“That’s right!” You smile at them all.

“Okay now when you all have a cold what does you mum and dad give you to make you feel all better?” You ask walking around the room.

“Matt” you say seeing the boys hand raised.

“Medicine!” He cries out in joy.

“Lots of those medicines come from the rainforest, that’s why it’s important we preserve it!” You teach them, you could never be to young to teach about protecting the planet.

“What’s preserve?” One of them asks with their head cocked to the side.

“Hmmmm that’s a difficult word to describe. Okay so let’s pretend you guys are … the Avengers” you grin and they all gasp happily.

“I wanna be Captain America”

“I’ll be Thor”

“I want to be Black Panther”

“I’m Kate Bishop”

“Okay okay you can all be whoever you want! But you guys need to protect the environment from all the bad people out there!” You grin, knowing this was all just a bit of fun but still educating them on what’s important.

“Who are the bad people” one of them asks, just before a knock is heard on the classroom door. You look to the left seeing Oscar there watching you with a soft smile on his face. You hop up from your desk walking over to the door.

“Here is one of the villains you have to defeat” you say as you open the door to your boyfriend.

“He’s a bad guy!” One of the girls ask, and you know you’ve just potentially started her obsession with always crushing on the villains in future movies and books she watch.

“But Miss that’s your boyfriend” they all giggle at this and you grin too, Oscar just standing there confused as to why you’re now all of a sudden calling him a bad guy.

“Mmmm and why am I a bad guy?” He asks looking at you with his polite cat smile.

“Who knows what Oscar does for a living, do any of you like Cars?” You ask and they all gasp.

“Miss miss I know I know!” Ollie cries out.

“Yeah?” You asked.

“He drives race cars!” He says on his knees rocking back and forth.

“He does! And he travels all over the world to do it, meaning he doesn’t help the environment, he does the opposite!” You say knowing just how astronomically high your boyfriends carbon footprint was.

The kids then all started to ask Oscar questions about racing, many of them being Lightening McQueen related.

Eventually it was the end of the school day, Oscar kindly helped you pack up the classroom before leading you out to the car park where his McLaren was parked.

“Thank you for coming to get me baby” you smile and he takes your hand guiding it to the gearstick so he can keep a hold of you while he’s there.

“You’re welcome! How was your first fall day teaching them on your own?” He smiles rubbing his thumb along your hand.

“It was really good, we’re starting a rainforest project and so we’re going to make loads of charts for the board I created and at the end of term we’ve got a trip organised!” You explain and he can’t help but grin at how excited you seem.

“Woah, that’s really cool! Do you still think that you’ll be able to come this weekend?” He asks knowing that where you taught Monday to Thursday you had the perfect opportunity to spend GP weekends with him.

“Of course I am baby, I have my flight booked for Thursday night, I’ll get there Friday Morning” you admit and he smiles bringing your hand up of the gearstick and in front of him mouth. He kisses it lightly.

“So where are we going, this isn’t the way home” you ask once you notice your on a different main road.

“Somewhere Lando showed me, I wanted to take you there. I think you’ll really like it” he explains and you nod.

Eventually you come up to a little park, he takes a rucksack from the boot, taking your hand and walking through the afternoon sun with you to the edge of a large pond, that had a wooden bridge going over the middle of it.

“Wow this is gorgeous” you exclaim looking at the surroundings before taking some pictures. You get one of yours and Oscars feet and then a selfie of you guys with the lake in the background.

“I love this, it’s so peaceful” you breathe out a relaxing breath. You and Oscar walk and talk, both having a busy schedule ment that moments like these you could yap to each others hearts content.

He eventually started to lay out a blanket, it was getting a little cooler as the sun got lower and lower in the spring afternoon.

“I brought some wine, and some cheese and grapes. I know you’ve been wanting to go out for a while with the girls but you haven’t had time… so I brought girls night too you” he smiles sheepishly hating how busy both your lives were individually and with each other. You saw your friends maybe once a month at best, you were very lucky they were so understanding.

“I love you Osc” you say leaning into him, kissing his cheek, a blush forming across his nose.

“I love you too baby” he smiles.

You both sit on the blanket leaning into one another while continuing your previous conversation, and sharing chaste kisses every now and then, tasting the rich one on each others lips.

Intimate and personal time like this with Oscar would always be your favourite.

y/user

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y/user: Oscar surprised me on my first day today and took me out afterwards on a date :) How sweet can he get!

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𝒲𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃’𝓉 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝐼𝓃 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒜𝒰: 𝒮𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝑅𝑒𝒾𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑒𝒹

potential spoiler warning for @cosmiiwrites’ eden au fanfic

𝒮𝑒𝓇𝒶

First and foremost, Sera is not a villain in this AU. Briefly a benign antagonist, sure, but not a villain.

Secondly, most of heaven knows about the exterminations, it’s just not very widely discussed (just like many topics involving Lucifer and his kingdom.)

She is very much an eldest daughter/sister, carrying a lot of responsibility on her shoulders.

And she cares so much more than most tend to realize… which is why sending Lucifer away and confining Sophia to heaven very nearly killed her.

If there were another way, she would have done it. She would have done anything… but sometimes fate brings you to a crossroads and both options have bad consequences.

Sera is normally a very poised and composed person, but after Sophia ran off to their own corner of Heaven to be alone, she just couldn’t keep it together that day. But after a couple hundred years, upon their return, they slowly but surely began to mend their relationship.

Sera also has a silly playful side to her, sometimes likes to mess with people. Makes her more approachable.

The exterminations weren’t a very difficult decision, it just to keep heaven safe, but to keep Earth safe as well.

Scented Candle Mom vibes

Now regarding the design itself

My first goal with this design was to change her hair. I know they were aiming for great long curls/locks in the canon show, kinda like rose quarts, but they just felt kind of lacking in volume and fluidity, so I replaced them with something a little more defined.

I actually looked at photos of Mel from Arcane for reference when drawing her hair, which is why I decided to add the golden accents.

And her outfit, like many of the characters in this AU, I wanted to give her a formal and casual, and for both, I wanted to give her something more breathable in comparison to her canon outfit. And the floral patterns felt becoming of the High Elf Vibes I was going for.

I also found it kind of odd how she seemed to have two halos in the show so I brought it back down to just one.

𝐸𝓂𝓂𝒶

The reason I renamed her is simply because she seems a little more like an Emma. Plus, if they were going for their names being two halves of the word Seraphim, Emma just makes more sense to me.

Emma is a bit sheltered, but not oblivious to the ways of the world around her.

She’s very tender hearted and has a knack for understanding people and their emotions, meaning she’s good at knowing how to provide comfort, especially for souls in heaven who passed away young or suddenly in a bad way.

In fact, she’s met so many souls who were personally victimized by the kinds of people who land in Hell, she’s actually totally fine with the exterminations.

Sensitive Girl™️ cries when she’s sad, happy, angry, etc.

Really liked fantasy and DnD related stuff.

Strange fascination with fire. It’s just pretty to her.

Shares her big sister’s love for candles, and learned to make them herself.

Now regarding the design itself

Like with Sera’s outfit, I really wanted to live them something more light and flowy, making them seem a bit more down to Earth (ironically.)

Diamond shapes seemed to be such a reoccurring theme in their designs that I wanted to try something softer, like flowers.

As much as I like her canon design, the long sleeves and high neck just felt like a bit much to me. I did like her puffy sleeves though, so I just made ethem short bishops.

For her hair, I wanted it to seem more like fluffy clouds to represent her kind and welcoming personality. Plus, her hair in the show just seemed kinda heavy, I guess.

And finally the eyes; I was about to give her indigo eyes before realizing that her color pallet mainly consisted of cool colors, so I tried orange to compliment it, and they stood out beautifully.

[moonlefey]

Are we still sharing lambsonas? I feel very late to the party lol

My lambsona's name is Eden! She becomes the God of Dreams and Reality after she dethrones Nerys. The majority of the story stays the same. Nerys, my beautiful maned lioness version of Narinder, wants to have all of her siblings killed for trapping her in the Dreamscape. The Bishops get rid of all the sheep and Eden is the last sheep.

I'll ramble about only Eden in this post because I have a feeling it will get very long lol. If people are interested about Nerys and Inara (Eden's first spouse) I will make separate posts about them and their designs.

Here's some standalone drawings of Eden's design:

Some Eden lore!

In this world, sheep are nomadic and live in large herds. Each herd has its own traditions and customs. Eden's herd was unique in their braid symbolism! This is why she wears a braid.

In Eden's herd, braids were a coming-of-age symbol for rams. When rams were first budding into adulthood, they would keep their wool short. As they came of age, they would be sent on a mission to be victorious in something. It could be anything from a contest of arms, wits, or discovering something new! Once they returned with their proof of victory they then braid their wool. The strongest of rams in the herd wore braids and were more likely to be chosen as mates. When a ram and ewe mated, they would each weave smaller marriage braids into their wool(this is why Inara has a small braid on her design since she is Eden's spouse). Their braids showed their legacies, both familial and personal.

When Eden's herd was killed, they were the last sheep. She was sacrificed by the bishops on a burning pyre. When they awake in the space between worlds, the Dreamscape, Eden is surprised to see a tall figure looming over her. Nerys, the Bishop of Dreams greeted them and told them of her deal. Wear Nerys' crown, become her vessel, and kill her siblings in exchange for Eden's life and freedom. Eden, of course, accepts.

Now, some clever souls may be wondering, "Moon? If Eden died how did she go to Nerys if Nerys isn't the God of Death in this au?" What a wonderful and complex question! I'll get more into that in a post about Nerys specifically.

Eden's body is reconstructed and they arise from the ashes of the pyre. Reborn she now bears twisted and foreboding horns. From then on, Eden becomes a ruthless and merciless force. They slay each Bishop one by one being given many monickers.

"The Ewe", "The Unbowed", "Mother of Dreams"... With each Bishop slain, she grew her wool longer and longer in remembrance of her herd. This is how long her wool is when she slays the last Bishop. This is when she braids her wool to symbolize her victory over her oppressors.

Eden was not a good leader at the start. Inara, one of her first followers, saw Eden's madness firsthand. They were far more concerned with killing the Bishops than taking care of a cult. But when cultists began leaving and her power dwindled, she knew something had to change. Inara helped Eden become a more compassionate and present leader and thus her power grew, and so too did the relationship between Eden and Inara.

After Eden becomes more stable, they are seen as a somber and serious leader. The Ewe is the mask Eden wears amongst her followers and it is the gloomy and reserved face that she normally expresses. Aside from Inara and Nerys, no follower alive currently has even seen them express any other emotion. Not even the Bishops see them express anything else.

When the last Bishop is slain...we all know how this story goes. Eden returns to the Dreamscape to tell Nerys of her ultimate victory, the ancient goddess demands her crown back and for Eden to sacrifice themself to her. Eden, confused and betrayed by this request, refuses and stands to fight. After a long and grueling battle, Eden slays Baast and Ala (Nerys' protectors and this au's version of Baal and Aym) and thus, defeats Nerys.

Nerys pleads for death but Eden cannot grant that to her. Instead, Eden uses their power over reality to erase her memories. Eden decides to give Nerys a fresh start, not wanting to look at or interact with the goddess that inadvertently ruined her life. There's more nuance and complexity to the way Eden and Nerys see each other but that will ALSO require its own post and some doodles to go along with it. If people are interested, and even if they may not be, I will post something going into this lol.

Same for Eden and Inara's relationship. That could also get a whole post of its own. As you can tell, I have made a lot for this au and there's still a lot more worldbuilding and character creation I still have to do!

As for what happens after Eden defeats Nerys that's still in the planning stages. I have to figure out how this version of the Mystic Seller is going to get Eden to bring back the Bishops and if that even is a feasible thing they can accomplish. It's all very messy lol.

Anyway here are some random sketches of Eden because I draw her a lot lol. Oh, and plus a little game accurate sprite of them :)

Anyway, that's all! If literally anyone actually reads this far, you have my eternal gratitude and my soul! If that interests you. /j