#eloa

[violet-yimlat]

Behold!

The Lucifer spreadsheet! Compiling and comparing over a dozen Lucifers!

Submissions welcome, don’t mind the Good Omens role play references, yes this is my special interest specially interesting.

Update! I accidentally forgot a Lucifer but he’s here now.

[danidarkarts]

Personified my little guys!

[eloa-ravenharpy]

Eloa's dance:

Eloa's dance: Did you know that the common raven is one of few birds that can fly in a corkscrew pattern? Similarly, raven harpies can do this too, flipping, spinning, and even soaring upside down. Though, as I'm not permitted to fly in the Sherwood forest I stay in, I love showing off my moves while dancing

[saltiepng]

photogenic

[eloa4love]

My book is available on Amazon!

[alma37]

Made me think about Sarah MacLean and her Fallen Angel.

Eloa, Sister of the Angels. 19th.century. Joseph-Michel-Ange Pollet French 1814 - 1870. marble.          http://hadrian6.tumblr.com

[jaimelire-france]

Éloa ou la Sœur des anges est un poème épique philosophique en trois parties écrit par le romancier et poète français Alfred de Vigny.

[depthsofahollowmind]

IM BACK AT IT AGAIN FOLKS!!!

[pumpkinslinked]

BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE SELF SHIP ART <3<3<3 (I've been wanting to post my art more again and I mayyy make an art blog soon HFDJKS)

[inmentemusae]

rubiesintherough

rubiesintherough asked:

“Do you need me to get you anything?” ( page / eloa )

She was feeling unwell and exhausted, which was rare for her. Wrapped in a blanket, she tried to keep herself warm. Despite the temperature not being too cold, she had been shivering for the past few hours. It was clear that she was coming down with something. She wasn't expecting any visitors, but there was someone there with her. She tried to give a smile, but it didn't come off as well as she had hoped. "I could really use a coffee right now. I haven't been able to move for the past couple of hours," she admitted.

[handgiven]

i really wanted to be a serious rper this time around and not have purely indulgent sappy verses but single father human emmanuel

[violet-yimlat]

Guess who’s hyperfixating on epic poems about Lucifer again!

(Spoiler alert: it’s me)

(@kleenexwoman I was the Eloa anon btw)

There’s the poem.

[taroet]

eloa is aware of everyone’s sorrow... all of the time... she feels it in her bones, in her mind, in her being. there’s never a moment where she isn’t being crushed by the weight of the world. anyone that isn’t eloa or god would crumble under the intensity of it because it’s literally every creature in the universe, in every world, every realm, that she feels sorrow from. there’s no escape from it and while eloa can choose to focus on a singular person their pain it doesn’t diminish the rest. she’s learned how to function despite of it all but it’s still a lot

[fiirstnephalem]

inmentemusae asked: 📸 {from Eloa}

Posted here!

@inmentemusae send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s) / accepting.

[nytehavyn-circle]

(Closed starter for @inmentemusae - Tolaas and Eloa

Tolaas yawned as he headed to the coffee shop on the corner that day. Normally he would just make himself a cup at home, but he felt like being out and about since it was supposed to be a lovely day.

As he neared the coffee shop, his senses went off. He rubbed at his temples at the massive headache he was hit with. He quickly glanced around outside of the coffee shop and saw a woman sitting at a table, reading a book.

Angel.

He knew it. He knew because not only did he smell one, but because he normally only got headaches like he currently had from 'higher' beings, so to speak.

Angels. He did not trust angels in the least bit. No, that was wrong. Most angels he didn't trust; there had been a small handful that had gained his trust, even his love, over the centuries. But too many of these 'higher' beings looked down on humanity when they were supposed to be helping humanity.

Arrogant pricks.

Well, he planned to confront her when he came back out of the coffee shop. He kept his brown eyes on her until he entered the small building. He'd waited through the line, placed his order, waited for them to call his name, picked up his coffee, and headed back outside.

Tolaas walked directly over to her table and took a seat opposite her. He spoke quietly, only loud enough for her to hear. "Soo... is there a reason yer down here with the mortals?" He took a sip of his coffee as he waited for her reaction.

[fortitudina]

inmentemusae asked: Happy Birthday Aunty Rami. Hope your day is not too bad. And I hope the rest of the family aren't being to annoying. {From Eloa}

" Thank you, Eloa. I cannot say that it has been brilliant, but then I tend to keep to myself, even on my birthday. --- They're never too annoying, either. Most of them tend to leave me be. " EVEN IF THERE WERE times where she wished that they wouldn't simply leave her be. She longed for their companionship and company from time to time. Both her angelic and mundane jobs could be incredibly lonely, but they kept her busy and gave her the ability to help others.