#edenpoise

[gctchell]

@edenpoise asked: 📱 curious for lilith !

Send 📱 to see how my muse has yours in their phone!

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ringtone . 🎶

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[ 𝚃𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙷 7:00AM, 1 / 2 / 20XX ] It's over, Eve. He's gone. Please meet with me. [ 𝚃𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙷 7:30AM, 1/2/20XX ] At least tell me you're all right. [ 𝚃𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙷 8:00AM, 1/2/20XX ] Thank you. [ 𝚃𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙷 11:00AM, 1/2/20XX ] Will you meet with me? Please. [ 𝚃𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼 𝙻𝙸𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙷 11:23AM, 1/2/20XX ] Tell me this in person and I will take it to heart all the better.

[firstwcman]

@edenpoise asked, " I know what you seek and you will not find it here. "

⛧ — atlantis: the lost empire .

Seen through like glass.

"A moment of your time is all that I'm asking for, Eve." Lilith's voice beckoned, pleading to the woman with expert practice in shutting her out as she came rounding the corner with an offered palm. Pursuing her was a fruitless endeavor, it had always been - Eve had a clad iron will and determination that challenged the desperate royal's need for communication. She had a great streak of winning, yet Lilith never gave up - she always carried the faintest hope of someday obtaining success.

"You are so divorced from everything out here, far away from everyone. I'm concerned for you."

[metaladam]

You know, the mask makes it difficult to kiss his cheeks, just saying.

Then maybe she should yell at him to take it off! c;

[hellsbroadcaster]

*squints* v a L????

LMAOOO LEEEE FNBDSLKJNFKLSDNFKLDSN

[zestials]

🖌 👀 only if you want to!!

meme / not accepting.

send me 🖌 ( paint brush ) and my muse will draw yours !!

[firstwcman]

With the state Lilith was in, Eve had just unleashed a tidal wave of emotion that the she was very ill-prepared for receiving and processing, yet emotion did not heed what the languid mind was taking time to absorb in entirety. Warmth spidered from inside of her ribs and spread across her chest at first, tears bid to flood over her eyes and break their film. A tired heart beat with pride, just to be broken as fear shot through her like a sudden branch of icicles.

Her head felt heavy, and yet Eve lifted it with ease by her chin, making their eyes collide in meeting. Exhausted, yet frantic moonlight shining into the eyes of the calculating and vengeful sunset.

My baby. Our baby. Wordless, but perhaps Eve can hear it, even though it is spoken in Lilith's mind. They are such ancient creatures woven together with old binds, perhaps she hears the pleading in Lilith's head. Don't hurt our baby, Eve.

Such a rotten thing - our baby, given everything. Charlie is Lilith's baby, but Eve has spent so long looking after her, the original mother playing mother. She thinks that there has to be a genuine care for the girl, muddled with other emotions, but there. Perhaps it's a ploy, a victim playing into the power of her captive and hoping for head way, hoping playing the strings of the heart will have an affect for mercy upon Charlie - perhaps it's something actually thought in a dim light, but the begging is genuine.

Then, Adam's death. The news finally settled in and compartmentalized as sloppily as shoving clothes into a drawer - disorderly, but it stuck in a mind wading through miasma. There wasn't sadness, she loathed the man too much, but there was an emptiness. The only other being in creation like her, parentless and born from dust, as old as the Earth, made from the Earth, gone. It's just her now.

How strange it is that even in the state of murk and mire that she is in now, she wonders how Eve feels about that - she originated from Adam. In another life, in another place, this would have been worthy of discussion for them both to speak their piece on to one another. That life, however, is not this one.

"Adam is.. Adam is dead?" Lilith inquired in a sluggish voice, slurring her words. Charlie redeemed a Sinner, Heaven wants her stopped at 'Lilith''s command, Adam is dead, and a deal is broken. What are these strings of events? And most importantly in the moment.. "What are you going to do?"

E . ― IF CHARLIE WASN'T DIRECTLY GETTING IN HER WAY- EVE WOULD'VE BEEN PROUD. It wasn't often someone was able to disturb H E A V E N enough to cause such chaos. In truth, Charlie reminded Eve of Lilith- a woman that showed no hesitation for her beliefs. Someone ready to defend what she cared about with her very LIFE- yes, Eve could see it. Even if the girl took so much from her F A T H E R, from the rosy cheeks to the wide eyes of wonder. But Charlie had her Mother's ambition, her drive, her longing for a better place for her p e o p l e. It was all LILITH. She had wondered, many times how long she shall enjoy the peace. How long she shall keep the chains tied around necks in order to enjoy what she had longed for so many years. How long she would keep the QUEEN of HELL under her foot.

Maybe there had been a shred of pity inside of her, Lilith was her predecessor. The woman created to have the title of HUMANITY'S MOTHER- in a way, Eve had a shine towards the woman. She admired her, but also hatred everything that represented it as well. Perhaps that was more of her hatred for the KING OF HELL talking, but even still ... she finds herself paused in staring at the exhausted body of the first woman.

Dazed eyes had always been what spoke to her- the exhaustion and the constant chained that kept her bound. Kept her weak, it was the first time in many when she had noticed a s p a r k. Something that made Lilith tense, the information of her daughter. Eve could relate, if not for her children, Eve felt like her life would've devolved into nothing. Once again, she could relate to Lilith. Perhaps Lilith would feel the same sense of pride for a daughter which has done so much.

" Charlie is amazing, she longs so much for the d r e a m you set up. The betterment of hell and its CITIZENS .... heh, she considers the sinners people of her KINGDOM. It's almost ironic, don't you think ~? " She saw the irony ... Eve raises her hand, giving a small wave as if to dismiss the worry she could sense in the woman's voice, " Do not fret, you're daughter is fine. If anything, I think her motivation has only rose .... She has made a way for a S I N N E R to redeem. " She allows the information to sink, Eve gliding across the floor, fingers take Lilith's chin and tilts it upwards, " And Heaven wants it to stop, before it becomes out of their control. They want M E to stop her, now- I think we both know Heaven doesn't d e s e r v e my help ... our ... help. But, the deal I had made is now compromised. Adam is dead. "

[xluciifer]

Hello! You all know me as Luci and I just hit a pretty big milestone! 1k followers! So I'm making something of a Follow Forever like they used to do in older rpc's I've been in. I've only been here a little over 2 months now and I've absolutely loved roleplaying Lucifer, and everyone I've had the pleasure of roleplaying and talking with too. And it's made me sooo incredibly happy that people enjoy my portrayal and everything I have done with him and have plans to do with him! And I can't thank you all enough! Also wanted to give a special thanks to @/zestials for helping me get this graphic together just for this. Feel free to reblog this! As much as it's a celebration for me, it's an appreciation for you. Thank you all for giving me a chance and sticking with me until now. ❤️ But, I couldn't have done this without some amazing people along the way. These are people who talk/roleplay/mean a lot to me:

{ @voxistem ° @holoharbinger ° @lilitophidian ° @k1zty ° @cxncrie ° @perditicn ° @bxrningembers ° @arachnaemboss ° @pompedia ° @rockange ° @sainticidal ° @clwngasm ° @spiderslvts ° @cardedsoul ° @deversolium ° @pridefell ° @origiinis ° @chthonicrage ° @waywardsculs ° @jizzlords ° @televanghell ° @hazb1nh0tels ° @therealricksanchezpleasestandup ° @zestials ° @hellsbroadcaster ° @gluttonybound ° @videoaux ° @r-adio ° @painmon ° @wonderful-balan ° @hellshoard }

These are people who I haven't really spoke to recently/as much or hasn't roleplayed much with me ( yet ) but I appreciate and enjoy seeing on the dash as well:

{ @onhigh ° @hotelbitches ° @voxxcd ° @sinfuldxgenerates ° @mothvalentino ° @originemesis ° @lilithisms ° @fearedelight ° @staticheck ° @infernal-feminae ° @snapshotxsinners ° @fizzarollitm ° @starsaught ° @dvilborn ° @l-ucitiel ° @demondads ° @adamsappl ° @hazs-been ° @kakodaimones ° @gethellbcnt ° @helluvaflames ° @vanaglcria ° @screentimeoverlord ° @respectlless ° @voxiiferous ° @lustsang ° @gctchell ° @radiiosugars ° @helhime ° @madefate ° @hclluvahctel ° @radioaici ° @hzbinsouled ° @multipalz ° @ducktastic-dad ° @hellahtel ° @gamblins ° @rotdame ° @hazbintales ° @edenpoise ° @exorcistlieutenant ° @prnkill ° @ciircex ° @heaven-said ° @infernalight ° @helluvahotelx ° @heavenscrow ° @heartsbitten ° @hellishisms ° @helfires ° @unholi ° @stolsas ° @bloodczar ° @helldrip ° @thefirstwoman @faithcorrupted ° @redemptsin ° @cacology ° @culling ° @bxttybitch ° @diresang ° @demonsdealings }

[jizzlords]

knowing your partner can potentially make writing together a lot easier.

– BASICS.

♡ NAME: helvetica

♡ PRONOUNS: he/him

♡  SEXUALITY: lesbian™

♡  TAKEN OR SINGLE: ✌🏾

– THREE FACTS.

♡ i've had approximately two (2) individuals pay me more than once because they liked my writing. ( 〃 ．．) it wasn't on this site. but it was fairly recent. and i'm always dumbfounded looking back at it. ♡ i've aspired to be an animator. idk how possible that is now, dark ages for artists. but i'll try. i'd like to be strong enough to pursue digital artistry. at least. this is where the cool artist friends i've met here and knew for a while come in. ♡ i think a lot of you are super fuggin cool. and are really inspirational and comedic. idk how possible it is to know everyone but i'd love to.

– EXPERIENCE.

♡   HOW LONG (MONTHS / YEARS?): 10-11 years on this site. i'm prone to sticking to muses for maybe a year to 4-5 years, it depends. :}

♡   PLATFORMS YOU’VE USED: facebook, chatango, tumblr, discord.

♡   BEST EXPERIENCE: i really like tumblr's way of rp and connecting. faulty platform aside, i've met a lot of memorable people. i have some on my twitter even though we don't write anymore, i still love seeing them. and i am fortunate enough to run into old friends again on here. sometimes we even run into the same fandom without realizing.

– MUSE PREFERENCES.

♡   FEMALE OR MALE: males ... it's usually the funky ones i'm stuck with. or the beautifully intimidating ones.

♡  FLUFF, ANGST OR SMUT: hopeless romantic. but i like all 3. since one of you said all 3 make a good story in a thread, i haven't looked at this question the same.... it's true... it makes a nice balance.

♡   PLOTS OR MEMES: both. i rely on neither but i'll partake in both. if my partner has a preference, i'll work with it. easier for me lol.

♡   LONG OR SHORT REPLIES: a fine medium. it'll progress as replies keep going. pls don't make them too short, it leaves me reaching :{ and frying my own brain lol.

♡   BEST TIME TO WRITE: when i go back to work, nights (dead late nights). but now, it flows steadily.

♡ ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S): yea. lol. :} natural big-hearted whores.

TAGGING: @girlishgiggle, @gctchell, @vanaglcria, @ladiesofhell, @lcftcult, @prnkill, @videoaux, @k1ttyb0t, @clwngasm, @edenpoise, @spyderdust, @pridetempt, @arachnaemboss, @xluciifer, @queenhells, @helluvaflames, @hazbintales, @damnedrainbows, @discoinfernos, @chthonicrage, @yukikorogashi, @l-ucitiel, @r-adio, @pridefell, @infernalight, @filejpg, @voxistem, @helldustedstories, @fizeroli, @fizziifrxg, @the-delightful-temptation, @houseofasmodeus, @bloominghands, @spiderslvts, @outforlve i kinda wanna tag everyone not wanting anyone left out. lol. steal this if you feel comfortable answering these, i wanna know.

[crusaderce]

sooooo if you ever wanna know where i'm at, usually i'm lurking or doing stuff on @edenpoise ( hazbin hotel roleplay ) but imma post a few inbox stuff on here every so often. usually that gets me motivated to write in my free time!

[vessalis]

i'll be on @edenpoise for a bit to set up!

[pridetempt]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔?

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣𝙚𝙙. you rot with the need for something more than what you have. the ghost is built up of the feeling of stagnation. you find it staring at the ceiling with sleep - blurred vision ; this is the third night you have met its eyes in the early hours of the morning. you tear yourself apart looking for comfort , for validation , for acceptance. but it never feels quite enough. you ruin everything you touch, despite every attempt to be more than what you have always been. you would sculpt yourself as something perfect for those around you, but you are no artist. when albert camus wrote, “be silent, heart; there is no hope!” when lucille clifton wrote, “maybe i should’ve wanted less. maybe i should’ve ignored the bowl in me, begging to be filled.” when taylor swift said, “i’m still on that tightrope, i’m still trying everything to get you looking at me.”

tagged by : @dvilborn tagging : @redemptsin , @hellsbroadcaster , @zestials , @videoaux , @edenpoise , + whoever wants to be tagged !!

[gctchell]

unlucky punk hasn't been alive for a full 24 hours and this is the reception to his discovery

[firstwcman]

Lilith drew her first attire from the Red Sea, spinning a very rudimentary dark dress from the waters that sparkled due to the salt. She would go back and forth in the beginning when wearing it, as there were definitely times where she did prefer the comfort of nudity as she adapted to the confinement of cloth. In truth really, her dress is much more 'freeing' than actual fabric - she does not feel so enclosed!

This dress has survived the ages and evolved. It's the beautiful dress that we see her wear now, shimmering and glittering. It's changed through the ages in terms of style, and it has refined greatly to style. Right now, it has taken on a much more modern fitting. It has a cold feeling to it, much like Lilith's body itself.

It appears quite solid, but the train of it, pooled as it is and always covering her feet, sometimes has a more liquid motion to it. It ripples and it sloshes against the floor like the swash of a beach, even foaming up at times. When Lilith is entering a demonic state, the skirt of the dress extends outwards and the flooring, regardless of what it is, begins to flood with dark water - pulses of magenta light streaking through beneath the surface. It parts on both sides of her hips to reveal the sides of her legs.

In a weakened state (such as in the lovely rp I have going with edenpoise), the entire dress becomes very simple and floods the surroundings period, still managing to cling to Lilith and cover her up, but all style is lost. It returns to its very simple state like in the beginning.

On the regular, she has it hushed under her influence, but those who sharpen their ears with magic and detection can hear the sounds of the sea softly emanating from Lilith. When Charlie and the rest of her children were younger, she would allow this sound to bleed through softly to help lull them to sleep, or comfort them. She does the same for Lucifer and any other loved one who takes solace in her.

[metaladam]

Actions speak louder than words, as they say. Let's rip the mask off to give some smooches instead. He will get three smooches, makes sure that red lipsticks all on his face. c;

Papa could get used to this...

[hellsbroadcaster]

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

              .　　. ˚　. ╳ ⊹ ― 𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 and he smiles innocently. ❛ Oh please, as if it's my fault you have such horrendous timing. ❜ Really, it was quite impressive the way she was able to confront him when he had just been taking care of business. 

[zestials]

zestial refused to be prey , a driving force that had kept him alive over the course of the last few days. even without poisons , he'd learnt claw & maw could be just as effective. if survival required him to be a brunt force weapon , so be it. he would bend , not dare break. this was a second chance of sorts & zestial would not fail.

he acclimated as best he could , too cautious ( or is it the paranoia , the trust issues ? ) that kept him from making any offered deals. it wasn't hard to talk his way out of & if he could not speak his way out , he'd tear his way out. in mere days , his hands were bloodied with sins far beyond his time on earth. hadn't they deserved it too ? devouring any piece of information offered in an attempt to understand this new life he'd been cursed with. t

zestial would hardly consider it luck , not when he ached to rest but couldn't yet dare to. it was hard work , a hard fight. that eerily polite smile remains , a rumbling laugh echoing through him. " who's to aver they did not ? " he quips in response , tempted but not quite desperate enough , they'd simply chosen the wrong sinner to assume a quick meal to devour. this stranger wasn't like the others that had approached him , far too composed. though she didn't resemble any of the descriptions of the ... what were they --- overlords ? ( another tidbit of information he'd picked up throughout the days. )

" & what might i hight thee ? " inquired as he rises back to his full height , gaze flickering towards the reddened skies as if he might know how long had past. he believes it to have been days --- but was that entirely true ? how did time work here ? there was no sun to rise & set. zestial's truly not sure how to answer that & it unnerves him more than he'd dare to admit aloud , or show for that matter.

a flash of neon green as his smile grows , he'd play it off as seamlessly as possible even in the admittance. " i trow it be a span of days , though mayhap it draweth closer to a span of weeks. time hath a curious nature. "

E . ― THE SINS OF HER CREATIONS WERE PLAIN FOR HER TO SEE. From the very beginning- perhaps only an added punishment, it had taken her a small glance for the sins to begin crowding around a human soul ( refusing to release for an afterlife of damnation ) - she knew well of what many which walked the RING OF PRIDE had done within their shortened l i v e s. Even still, she has seen many of new residence ... every century it feels the rate in which people would f a l l has increased. she soon began to fear what would occur should the limit of HELL ever be reached. HEAVEN didn't give a forgiving glance towards her way, they would continue to show their indifference until it became their problem.

It was well aware to her that appearing in front of recently l o s t could cause commotion- either through the sheer instinct of wishing to preserve oneself. The need to s u r v i v e despite their life being the end. And yet ... to what was another human soul towards the MOTHER OF HUMANITY ? Even now, her views have changed ... the beginning of her own indifference had nearly frightened her before. Perhaps now she simply wished to indulge in whatever kindness that could still bloom in her heart. Pale gold eyes looked over the individual, he towered over her. And with an appearance that reminded her of the creatures that prefer the safety of the night sky. a PREDATOR and not PREY. It would do them good in a place like this.

His tone of speech had nearly brought a smile to her face, the style of speech has changed many centuries. Once being simply and to the point, the next the addition of words to express oneself began to follow. In a way, a sense of pride still flourished, humanity would continue to evolve and grow despite the misfortunate of sin. " I see, l u c k follows you, most would've pounced on the arrival of a new soul. " She has seen it plenty of times before ... the souls now conducting their own society, a way of living that revolves around giving and taking. contracts for souls. Many new arrivals were brought into such horrid deals, forever bound to a contract they no longer wish once they find their feet.

However, she was lead by surprise. The rarity which brought her arrival towards a soul leads into an attempt of a t t a c k- either out of FEAR, DENIAL, LUST, or GREED- never before was someone so quick to conduct themselves. introductions in such a proper manner, that she finds herself unable to stop a smile of appreciation. she had a good feeling about this one,

" Zesital, " she tested the name of the lost generation of humanity, finding herself pleased, " the pleasure is all mine, prey tell- how long as your s o u l been wondering this hellish plane ? "