#forbbiden fruits

[abyssalwyrm0]

Lucifer and Cain have a talk.

Lucifer: "Did Adam ever abuse you?" He sks his son, trying to put an end to this silence.

Lilith left them alone to have a talk, meanwhile she was talking care of the royal duties for the two of them. She knows Lucifer need to have a talk with his long-lost son so she can wait to have her turn with her stepchild that in another life she could have called son and she would be saw by him as his mother as Eve. Too bad that the world was cruel for everyone.

Cain: "No, but he never pretended to be my father. Adam raised me but let clear from early on that I wasn't his son, even when I was too young to understand. For him I was a constant reminder that his second wife cheated on him with his ex and the angel she ran away with." The First Murderer says, still looking up at heaven in the red sky of hell. "After I killed Abel, he said to me my face in front to mom and the angels that he regret don't having crushed me on a rock when I was a newborn before I could harm any of his sons." He clenches his fists and Lucifer looks horrified for a moment, rage sparking in his heart.

Lucifer: "You didn't deserve it, Cain. You deserved to have a father, I wanted to be a father but I didn't even know you were my child until you appeared here....and your stepmother is having troubles in giving birth....no one of your siblings survived until now." The Devil looks to the floor as he thinks about how he wasn't present on Cain's life and Lilith's curse given by his own family.

Cain: "I thought it too for a long time as I saw how much Adam loved Abel and his other children on his own way. I was so envious, nothing I did made him accept me as his own. My mother also tried to make us get closer, but this only got him angrier with her and then they fought more." He remembers their fights.

Lucifer: "How Eve was....after me and Lilith were banished? We lost contact with our Evening Star after giving her the Apple. You know, planned to make official our relationship and live in our own corner of Eden, if not somewhere else, but everything quickly went to hell after we unleashed Evil."

Cain: "Bad but it could be worse. Adam wasn't abusive with her either if you're thinking about it, but he held a grudge for having lost everything and being stuck with mother and me on Earth. She tried to make things work between them; so he did too begrudgingly out of a sense of duty, pragmatism.....and also because he was afraid to be alone. I hate Adam, but also pity him." He remembers how miserably he was with Eve.

The Mother of Humanity actually tried to make things easier between them. It was out of some feeling of love she still felt for him despite everything or just pity? Who knows, Cain didn't really understand even now what his mother and stepfather felt for each other and honestly? Regardless of what Eve really feel for him, Adam doubt and refuse to consider the possibility she trully love him because he knows that like him if she could chose she would have left.

Lucifer: "Did your mother ever talked about me and Lilith?"

Cain: "No more than Adam who was cursing your names constantly. After I was old enough to understand things better, my mother had a talk with me in which she told about her story with you and Lilith."

Lucifer: "Did she regret us? "

Cain: "She feel regreat but not remorse. My mother told me that despite everything if she could go back in time she would still eat the Apple, I don't know if she changed her mind after I killed Abel..... I never saw so much rage in her eyes before. I think she hates me now." It hurts him the mere thought.

The way how Eve looked at him, Adam and the angels as she cried, hugging tightly Abel's body, haunted Cain up to this day.

Lucifer: "I see." He reflects for a moment. "Heh, she and Lilith are more similar than people give them credit. " He says with a little of humor, wondering like Cain if Eve hates him and Lilith now.

[fluffycatgirl]

so true

forbidden fruit test

[marchleader]

Do you not to eat meat even as a cat or only as a human?

I should not eat any kind of meat.

[cindol]

 ૮ ོ ོ𑁬 🍎 forbbiden fruit . ( blurb . )

shidou ryusei x fem reader

cw + — pro player!shidou au, fluff, crack, hard to get trope, reader is nonchalant dreadhead/J.

shidou has always wanted what he can’t have, it’s in his dna really all the way back from infancy and now into his young adult years. Out of all the women now thirsting after him since he’s joined an official playing team there’s only one girl he’s after and that’s you, the pretty prissy manager that he couldn’t have.

he liked how unbothered you were about his actions and how he spoke. When he was whistled at you entering the private team gym you only just said, “good morning to you also, shidou.” with a monotone voice while staring at the clipboard in your hand.

when he’s be late on the phone with sae, chatting and catching up on life sae just didn’t get it himself.

“i don’t see the appeal of a woman who has zero interest, seems desperate.”

shidou only snorted. “nah, she’s into it. Just gotta be a bit of a gentleman with her, to drag her to me.”

sae sighed, “you’re the least romantic person i know, demon.”

shidou couldn’t care how he had you or won you, all he knew was he wanted a chance with you. You knew he’d never not shoot his shot in the most weirdest way his devilish mind could conjure so finally you gave him a chance.

“i’ll give you one chance shidou. If you win this match i’ll actually go out on a date with you.”

shidou for sure thought his ears were deceiving him for a moment. His brows were raised with a devilish grin on his lips. “really now? Finally gave in huh?”

you scoffed, shaking your head. “i’m not giving in, you freak. i’m simply giving you a challenge and if you win you’ll earn a date with me.”

shidou only chuckled under his breath, all excited how he usually got before a match. “hope you know there’s no takesy backies then, these guys out there are gonna be fucking small fried for a shark like me.”

“just do what you do best, shidou.” you deadpanned.

when you were in the crowd and your team came out to be the winners yet again it wasn’t a shock for you. With shidou being one of the strongest players.

when the match was finished shidou didn’t go to celebrate with his teammates, he went to talk to you about that date he earned in one of the inclusive gender neutral bathrooms since he knew you’d probably be there away from the noise to fix up some aspect of your makeup.

he slyly walked next to you as you were looking into the bathroom mirror fixing your lip liner. You were looking straight at the mirror the entire time till shidou started obnoxiously tapping his fingers on the bathroom counter making you let out a breath of air, put your lip pencil down and turn your head at him.

“i think i earned something after this match, a certainnn…. romantic candle lit dinner perhaps?” he teased looking at you with that sharp toothy grin showing his shark teeth.

you raised your brows with a nod, since you promise, he at least earned what he was promised. “well im not a promise breaker, i’ll give you a date. Next week, saturday. Have your phone on, and some restaurant on stand by.”

shidou whined, “monday? That’s like, so far away!” shidou was thirsty for this date, even waiting three days was a drag to him.

“well unlike you shidou, i have chores i get done on weekends. I checked schedules and you’ll be free from practice on monday.”

shidou made a tsking noise with his mouth, “well shit.. can i at least get some reward?”

you blinked, glaring at him for a moment and taking a step forward closer to him. “fine, here’s a treat for you.”

shidou had a grin still on his face till he saw you get on your tippy toes to peck him on the lips. a simple kiss, but it made his smile wider and a blush on his tan cheeks.

“that should sedate you till next week.”

[witchersmistress]

Forbbiden Fruit- Ann's POV

This version wouldnt not stop swimming around in my head so here it is. @livesinfantasyland here is what you were thinking

Trigger warning: public sex, alcohol, a small act of violence. Ire that is going to be directed at me from the real Ann, highly likely

word count: 2.9K

Ann’s POV

I hated political events, especially ones like these. I'd be glued to Julian'side all night. We rode in silence to the event. He was engrossed by his phone and ignoring me as usual. I could not stop thinking about that tall dark stranger whose bed I was in so many nights ago. My toes involuntarily curled at the memory of the earth shattering orgasms  that man gave me. He probably has permanent nail marks in his scalp, as I clawed at his head while I rode his face. I could feel a blush making my way up my cheeks, pressing my warm cheek to the glass as I looked out the window. We pulled up to the venue and got out.

Julian escorted me inside, we stopped for pictures and to greet people but I couldn't care less. I'd rather be at home curled up in comfy pjs and watching the Witcher, because have you not seen Henry Cavill 🥵

Snapping drew me back to reality. Julian was snapping his fingers in my face. “ Excuse us for a moment, she isn't feeling well” he yanked me towards him and over to an empty corner, pushing my back into the wall and pinning my wrist to my chest, they would definitely be bruised. “What the fuck do you think you are doing? You embarrassed me, in front of those people, because you couldn't stop day dreaming like a damn child for two minutes?! I ripped my arm out of his grasp and shoved him away. “ You cannot talk to me that way..” he grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him, his soulless eyes boring into mine “ That is where you are wrong. I. OWN. YOU. From the moment your father signed the contract agreeing to our marriage, I've owned you. You are mine to own, fuck, pimp and whore you out as I see fit. You no longer have any control over your life. So here is what you are going to do Anneliese. You are going to stay silent and listen, open those pretty legs when I tell you to and give me a son. After that I’ll decide if it is worth keeping you around if you are going to cause this much trouble '' I could feel the tears pricking at the back of my eyelids but I refused to let them fall. He kissed me angrily and I bit him. “You little bitch” he hissed when he pulled back and wiped away the blood. “ You’ll pay for that, you stupid girl marked my words and he stormed away.

I could taste the copper on my tongue and it was making my stomach churn. I ran to the closet bathroom and heaved till nothing was left. Sinking to the floor, I fished for my clutch with a shaking hand and grabbed my phone, I sent a text off and a few minutes later, the door pushed open and shut with a click of the lock “ Ann? Where are you?” a soft feminine voice call, pushing open the stall door to reveal my mother, she was a short woman. Long black dress, simple diamond bracelet and a stylish updo. “ Mija” she came over and cradled me in her arms. I refused to cry. She held me for a few moments before standing and bringing me to my feet with her, she fussed with my dress “ Come mija, show him you are not a woman easily broken.” looking in the mirror to check my appearance, we made our way down the stairs and into the ballroom, to where my father was waiting. My father looked up in our direction as my mother approached him  “ Ahh there she is, my pride and joy, besides my darling wife,”  he placed a quick kiss on her cheek as she approached his side “ Director Sloane, Agent Walker, i’d like you to meet my only daughter” they turned to face me and my heart dropped into my vagina. It was him, the dark haired devil I was in bed with, God I'd forgotten how breathtaking he was. Tall with dark hair, cerulean blue eyes, strong jawline covered in scruff and a sleek mustache. His eyes light up with amusement. Extending out a hand to the woman to his right then himself. He raised my knuckles to his mouth and kissed them “ It's a pleasure to meet you” he released my hand and excused himself, his eyes sparkled with mischief as he walked away. I watch him make his way to the bar and then down a hallway. Excusing myself, I followed after him.

“What are you doing Ann?” I scolded myself as I made my way down the hall searching for him “Chasing after a dangerous man” I laughed to myself. Still mumbling to myself “ of course the man i choose to sleep with hand to be the world's most..'' I felt a strong arm reach out and snatch me, pinning me and covering my mouth as I let out a yelp. Bergamot and a blend of honey and brown sugar from the whiskey that is on his lips. It was him. He tested the door before pushing us inside. As the door shut with a soft click and he turned on the light I spun on my heels to look at him.

His cerulean blue eyes focused on me. He looked so calm and collected, I couldn't decide if I wanted to slap him across the face or kiss him like it would be the last time I'd ever see him again. I approached him and went with a gut reaction, slapping him across the face, the slap echoing off the walls. “ How dare you think you can follow me..” he grabbed my face and began to kiss me, i tried to fight him off but i was losing every second, i gave in to the kiss and began to fight him another way. Sucking his lower lip into my mouth I bit down on it. Releasing it with a satisfied smirk, i went to go do it again but he dragged his lips away from mine, placing a kiss on my forehead “ I did not follow you, i didn't know anything about you, except how good you ride my cock and scream my name as you come undone, it’s a beautiful thing to watch” he said with a smirk.

 I could feel the heat in my cheeks making its way down my neck and into my chest, as I shoved at him with all my strength but it was like pushing a brick wall. I got nowhere fast. “ You cannot ever do that again'' i hissed at him, i half expected a smart ass remark, but he just looked at me with a wicked grin, pinning my against the wall  and began bringing up layers of my tulle skirt “ August, we cannot have sex again, i have a fiance, albeit an arranged marriage, but i just can't. It was a one time thing” this was a losing battle, my false bravado was slipping but i was willing to die on this hill" “ I don't even want to have sex with you again” i babbled on as he continued on his mission. 

I felt his rough touch against my panties. Goddammit, why did I have to wear the matching lingerie for this dress?!?! He slipped a finger inside me. We both knew what he had found, the truth to my lies. He found me soaking wet and dripping for him, from the moment my father called me over to introduce us. A shiver ran through my body as he moved his finger around my wet channel. “ Tsk tsk tsk little mouse” he clicked at me as he removed his finger that was glistening with my juices “ I think that you are a liar” he stuck his finger in his mouth as he began to lick it clean and released it with a pop.

“ Fuckkk, you taste just like i remember, fucking nirvana” dropping to his knees, he holds the bunch of my tulle skirt and hands it to me “ Here hold this for me” grabbing the skirts with a shaking hand, i watched as he slid off my panties and pocketed them. Grabbing my left leg he draped it over his shoulder so my pussy was wide open to him. “ You better be a quiet little mouse, so that no one can hear you” I glared at him so hard that bullets could pass through his head with ease. He flicked his tongue out to lick my pulsating clit. I  grabbed a handful of his hair trying to get him to stop but it was fruitless.

He nips at my thighs and labia, squeaking as he nips at the tender flesh. I pulled back and locked eyes with him, his eyes dark with lust “What do you want Walker'' i spat at him, as he continued to nipping at my thigh again and pushing two fingers into my weeping cunt, and began to pump them in and out of her as he  spoke '' I want you to beg me Ann, to eat you, to devour you, soul and all. Letting you walk out of this room like you just didnt get fucked by the most dangerous man in the room” he picked up his pace,  adding pressure to my clit with his thumb rubbing it in tight circles, letting my  head fall back against the wall, wanton moans falling from my lips not bothering to try and conceal them “August” i beg breathlessly as i tug on his hair “ Please, please, devour me” “Don't mind if i do” he said as he buries his face in my aching pussy.

A dark chuckle skitters across my core, and I’m ashamed of how my body responds. My hips curve towards his mouth without permission, seeking what it needs. His tongue dives into my pussy, licking inside of me with ravenous strokes. A cry leaves my lips, breathless and embarrassingly loud. The pressure builds as he finally does what I’ve been silently begging for. His tongue swirls up to my clit with the perfect amount of pressure, paying special attention to the abused bud before dipping lower again and spearing the muscle inside of my pussy. Cries of pleasure echo throughout the room.  I don’t want him to hear what he’s doing to me, but I can’t seem to contain myself either. I just lose myself. To him and the thrashing of his tongue on my clit. It’s impossible to resist as the coil deep in my stomach curls painfully tight. I can’t stop him from sucking my clit into his mouth any more than I can control the orgasm from reaching its peak. I suck in a sharp breath, a strangled cry escaping as my body falls over the edge. He plunges two fingers inside me just as I do, and the bliss is catastrophic. I no longer care to hold back the sharp screams, nor do I stop my thighs from clamping his head firmly between them. He continues to nibble and suck pussy as I come down from my high.

Slowly opening my thighs to let him escape. He lowered my leg off his shoulder with a kiss to my thigh. He rose to his full height and adjusted my skirts so I was covered. I was struggling to breathe let alone think of the consequences of my actions as he grabbed me by the neck and dragged me to him for a passionate kiss. I can taste a hint of whiskey and the taste of me on his lips and it is intoxicating. Fisting his dress shirt in my hands as I attempted to  undress him. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. Reaching into his pocket he fished out my panties and kneeled helping me back into them, he then turned me to the door and pointed “ Go I’ll be 10 minutes behind you” nodding quietly, I slipped out the door and down the hall back towards the party.

Making my way back out into the crowd I heard my father yell my name “ Ann my darling girl” I turned and made my way towards him. He was conversing with a group of men, including father in law and the Ambassador. Reaching my father's side, he tucked me into his arm and placed a kiss on my head. My father in law was eyeing me up and down when the band began to play. “Daddy” I said. He looked over at me “ Yes my darling girl?” I suggested going to the dance floor. “Would you like to dance with me?” He smiled at me. “ Excuse me gentlemen, but my daughter would like to dance.” He stepped away and swept me out onto the dance floor. We danced in silence for a few moments before he said “I'm so proud of you, for the young woman you've become” . I smiled softly at him. He took a deep breath and spun us around. My eyes landed on August, relief flashed in his eyes as he looked me up and down before making his way to his boss. “ Sweetheart” my dad drew me back to reality. He was smiling but it did reach his eyes “Qué pasa papá?” what is it papa?  even with his eyes trained on me, his thoughts were miles away “ Nada mi querida niña, lo siento mucho, no pude darte la vida que querías.” I’m just so damn sorry that I couldn't give you the life you wanted” he reached up and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, resting his palm on my face as if he was trying to engrave my face into his memory. 

A tap to his shoulder disrupted us.  “Excuse me sir, would you mind if I had a dance with your daughter?” August asked, my father  nodded,placing a kiss on my cheek before handing me over to him. I watched him walk over to my mother and embrace her, at least they would always have each other.

August spun me around and placed a hand on the back of my  waist and drew me close as other couples left us. Holding my hand  we waltzed around the ballroom. “Ann…” he spoke in a soft but firm tone.  shaking my head and said “No, no more talking, let's just dance” he let out a heavy sigh as he spun me out in a wide circle as the music changed to the haunting melody of Lana Del Ray’s Young and beautiful I watched him as we spun, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to relax into his arms. Some part of me knew that this would be the last time that was ever at peace like this again. 

I felt the world melt away around us, we were just him and I again. Me calling him a devil while he had me pinned by my throat and he fucked me ruthlessly. The orgasm that ripped through me as I struggled to breath. It's something I won't ever forget. With one last slow spin the song came to an end and I opened my eyes to look at him, when I saw a hand tap him on the shoulder “ Julian” he growled. He just looked at us before he said “ Walker, I hope you don't mind, but Anneliese and I need to get going” “Ann” we both snapped at him. He just rolled his eyes as I excluded myself and went to grab my things, then Julian was practically dragging me up the stairs, he was seething, August snatched my wrist, stopping me short and almost knocking Julian over. HA that would have been priceless to see. Looking at August i said 

“ Déjame ir” Let me go,  glancing back at Julian, his brows knitted in confusion. 

“Si te dejo ir, ciertamente morirás en su mano.” he spoke in a soft tone If i let you go, you will certainly die by his hand 

 My heart grew heavier knowing he knew my fate but also that his hands were tied and he couldn't help me, giving him a small but sad smile . “Mi destino fue decidido por mí hace mucho tiempo, no hay escapatoria” she chuckled slightly “Lo más feliz que me sentí fue contigo esas noches atrás, me hiciste sentir viva y por eso siempre te estaré agradecido pero es hora de dejarme ir.”   “My fate was decided for me long ago, there is no escape” she chuckled slightly “ the happiest i ever felt was with you those few nights ago, you made me feel alive and for that i will  always be grateful but it's time to let me go. 

He loosened his grip on my  wrist so i  could pull my hand away,  “ Fairfarren, Alice perhaps I will see you again in another lifetime” i spoke with one final squeeze to my hand before he stepped away and let my hand fall back to my side as i was pulled up the stairs by a monster.

Standing on the steps waiting for the valet to bring the car, Julian was fuming, as the car pulled up, I looked  up and saw August standing on the balcony just watching me. Climbing in the car and I looked back one last time as we started to pull away, till he was nothing but white speak in the darkening horizon. 

[spyroid101]

please tell me im not the only one insane about this but that one scene with jester and the snake feels so much like the devil giving eve the forbbiden fruit

Heheheheheheheheheheeee~

Of toooootally no relation whatsoever for future events....

I want to highlight the implication in this note of the Jester and Zolphius being friends~ >83c

[lili2424]

did you see that there is a forbbiden fruits account on ig? is @/forbbidenfruitsfilm ! it says new account and both Lily and Meredith follow

Yeah @mrsreinhart found it a few days ago. Exciting stuff, I'm hoping we get an official announcement very soon 🤞🤞

[purgemarchlockdown]

It seems like no matter what I revist the “Cats are Obligate Carnevores/Amane is Vegan” train of thought. In my defense it’s very good metaphor. Since Amane is the cat, having her diet reflect how she is being deprivied of what is necessary for her to live and grow properly like that is really cool.

Also means if that she ever gets to…I dunno…eat a human in her MV for symbolic reasons we get this ON TOP of the potential forbbiden fruit symbolism which I think would Go Hard.

[red-moon-shine]

The forbiden fruit never falls near its tree. Espeacially when said tree is forever gone....

With that introduction l'll gladly explain whats with this.

So this is my secondary and more representative sona Fox or Fruit,they were planed originaly more to be more representative of my being and to be used more to vent when i felt like or needed to.

(This is what sound inside my head while thinking on them and while i was doing this drawing)

Tho that purpose of being used to vent is more likely blured and not that present is still there,i decided to aling crows backstory as a fallen seraphin that became the leviathan of eden or the snake that protects the forbiden tree.

Fruit is the tree wich makes the forbbiden fruits but afther the succes of the og sin the tree was struck by a holy lightning and got burned to almost its roots.

Fruit was burned in join with its original body,and when the fire decipated what was left were only the thick burned savia of the tree that resembled ink due to its darkness.

Most part of fruit bodys was now made of that savia wich also fell for their eyes,nose and mouth,said savia can change colors when emotions are strong enough as well can be used as actual ink tho is water prof and is permanently sataying on were is placed.

Fruit still has the ability to create plants through its body mostly spikey vines by shapeshifting its tail,hand or wings,also can create flowers,tree brances or leaves and most importantly fruits with unusual and magical properties that can be good or bad

Their eyes are blank white but can formulate pupils or iris by changing the color and shape of them,somethink similar can be aplied to the savia but that is used unfrecuently.

Fruit is slightly more energic than crow and a bit to much impulsive,they are easily angered if they feel threatened or are anoyed by something or someone,they ofthen talk without thinking much,also they are kinda...insane.

Tho this is more to the inside or close people,in actuality they are quiet and can be a very shy and anxious person that prefers silence and peace or be alone over to be with many people.

They try their best still and despite not being the most pleasent person to be around they to don't be anoying to others as best they can.

[ohmydeersims]

On Everleigh's first day in the science career she notices something off about the forbbiden fruit she planted. Pulling on what she thought was a weed revealed and baby boy! She decided to name him Calix.

Meet Calix Dietrich Luxx everyone.

(My first ever plant sim and the only thing he needs is sleep and attention which omg yess! also both Faye and Jorge have the wish to become grandparents and the plant sim doesn't count? psh lame. Even though in the family tree he is listed as grandson. Doesn't make sense. )

[abyssalwyrm0]

Context: Let's imagine that Adam didn't eat the Apple, having been excluded from the "free will plan" by Lucifer and Lilith and that Eve really cheated on him with them, something he was already aware of since Eden because he caught them on a comprimissing position before the Elders arrived to punish the trio. Regardless of don't having eat the fruit of knowledge, he was still sent to Earth with Eve against his will because after the original sin was committed and evil found it's way into the world it was a path of no return, so heaven couldn't start from scratch like they did when Lilith rebelled. Also, they wanted to punish them by forcefully separating Lilith and Lucifer from Eve before casting them into hell, put her a situation in which she would be stuck with Adam, who wanted to be with her as much she wanted to be him.....actually, maybe he wanted to still be married to her even less than she wanted, but the Elders also punished him because they considered Eve his responsability so they blamed him, even if not nearly as much as they blamed Forbidden Fruits trio.

How Adam left Eve? Simply, after being stuck with each other for years on a death world where he had a teeth-clenched teamwork with her, he simply left her to rot on hell after they both died and went to their respective afterlives. Like, he didn't even look back for her and started to have fun on heaven, taking full advantage of all the luxury and freedom he now had and then letting himself ago as a form of overcompesation for everything he had lost. If they met each other again, it was likely on an extermination or reunion in the embassy and needless to say that it wasn't preety. Eve wanted help, but for Adam hell is forever and he didn't have any intention of give up heaven for her, thinking she wasn't his responsability anymore too. He maybe thought she would get back together with Lilith and Lucifer but it wasn't the case because at this point she also held a grudge against them and started to live on her own corner of hell.

1. You thought Eve left Adam somewhen when they were alive or took very seriously the until death did them apart of their marriage, so it would be a surprise to you discover that in the end it was Adam the one who left.

2. You think Adam had all the rights of abandon Eve after everything she did and how he suffered because of her actions. Between the two, you feel more pity for Adam and thinks that even if she was alone, don't getting back together with Lilith and Lucifer as expected , "why Adam should care?". She humiliated him and ruined his life so It's fitting that when he have the chance he do what he already wanted to do years ago: abandon Eve.

3. You understand why Adam feel a grudge for Eve, but believe it was wrong of his part leave her to rot in hell. She eat the forbbiden fruit? Yes, but she didn't do it with the malicious intention of curse creation and ruin his life. She cheated? Yes, but this isn't something worthy of hell and their marriage turned out to be as much of a punishment to her as it was to him. In your opinion Adam should at least feel some respect and sense of debt for her as mother of his children and/or someone he fought together against a world indifferent to their suffering, helping her with something even if he doesn't to be with her ever again. She deserves the bare minimum at least for basic human empathy and/or old times sake, assuming everything they went through meant anything to him.

4. You believe that Eve committed a mistake but didn't deserve to be damned to hell for all eternity or maybe don't think she did anything wrong at all, with Evil entering the world being an accident she shouldn't be condemned for and that Adam deserved to be cheated on, if not more precisely that Eve had the right to cheat since she didn't chose him as her husband.

5. You're disappointed because you thought that even if Eve cheated Adam (and he knew), he forgave and willingly left Eden for her.

[theodorically]

Thank you so much, I love too <3.

I Never Told You What I Do For A Living - MCR.

Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na) - MCR.

Emily - MCR.

Forbbiden Fruit - Thomas Sanders/Sander Sides.

Feed The Machine - Poor Man's Poison.

A Kind Of Magic - Queen.

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - Green Day.

Lights Out - Mindless Self Indulgence.

Early Sunsets Over Monroeville - MCR.

Everyday - Buddy Holly.

Mastas Of Ravencroft - MCR.

Old Fashioned - Panic! At The Disco.

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Rules: pick a song for each letter of your URL and tag that many people.

Tagged by @sailforvalinor, and thank you this looks like fun!

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All I Ask of You (Jackie Evancho)

Innocence (Nathan Wagner)

Níl Sé'n Lá (Celtic Woman)

I Still Need a Savior (Billy Sprague)

No Strings (Ed Sheeran)

Take Me Back Road (Tim & the Glory Boys)

How Great is Our God (Chris Tomlin)

Everything Sad is Coming Untrue (Jason Grey)

El-Shaddai (Amy Grant)

Voice of Truth (Casting Crowns)

Endlessly (Amaranthe)

Not Alone (Red)

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A froita prohibida

Que hai máis san que unha froita? E máis saboroso? Sabémolo ben. Para ambientar a escrita deste artigo collín un acio de uvas pretas do país, que estamos a entrar na tempada, e vou comendo un par de uviñas por parágrafo. 

Existen moitos arquetipos relacionados coa comida, pois é unha das funcións básicas para o mantemento da vida humana. O da froita, concretamente, é moi especial, porque leva moitos anos con nós, dende que eramos pouco máis que recolectores antes da invención da agricultura. Na literatura máis antiga xa atopamos o primeiro grande arquetipo froiteiro: a mazá de Eva, a árbore do coñecemento, o froito prohibida e o castigo por acceder a ela. 

Hai varias maneiras de abordar este tema; poderiamos facer unha lista de froitas e o simbolismo habitual asociado a cada unha, por exemplo. As uvas que estou a comer préstanme como a un dirixente romano deitado no seu triclinio, desfrutando do pracer decadente. Xa temos un cliché. E se despois como un plátano, terei que ter coidado de onde boto a pela, non vaia ser que alguén lle dea por esvarar nela con efecto cómico. Neste sentido, aparte das mencionadas, poderiamos contar entre as froitas máis agradecidas para o cinema á mazá –a máis popular–, o amorodo, a granada, a laranxa ou o pexego.

Porén, penso que é máis práctico ir por partes. Que simbolizou a froita, de maneira xeral, dende case o comezo? A resposta é múltiple: vida, fertilidade, abundancia... cando no verán había froita era porque a xeada invernal non estragara a colleita. A proliferación da froita está relacionada coa prosperidade, pero tamén coa vida en si mesma: a fertilidade das prantas, o nacemento, a verde xuventude e a madurez –utilizamos as mesmas palabras para referirnos ás persoas e aos froitos da terra– e a decadencia en forma de podremia. A froita a podrecer, así como as flores a murchar, son imaxes que forman parte do noso universo simbólico á hora de representar o declive e a morte das cousas. 

En canto á abundancia e prosperidade, está claro que unha mesa ben luxosa está incompleta sen a súa fonte de froita. Polo mesmo motivo, en certos contextos narrativos unha soa mazá pode ser o mellor regalo, sobre todo se a personaxe que a recibe non adoita ter a capacidade de adquirila por si mesmo. Isto é habitual, por exemplo, no cinema infantil ou de animación. É unha maneira sinxela de expresar agradecemento ou caridade.

Agora deixo por aquí unha pequena advertencia, pois toca falar de cousas relativas á sexualidade humana. 

Porque a froita relaciónase coa fertilidade, como xa mencionamos, pero tamén co pracer. O pracer decadente das uvas nos péplum e mailo pracer de tipo sexual. Tense falado máis ou menos erroneamente dos alimentos afrodisíacos, entre os que se conta habitualmente a froita. Se cadra é un efecto máis intelectual e psicolóxico que biolóxico, na miña opinión máis ilustrada en arquetipos e narrativas que en nutrición. Froita como o amorodo, o pexego, a granada, forman parte do imaxinario erótico debido –entre outros factores– aos estímulos sensoriais que ten en común o comer unha froita coas prácticas sexuais humanas. O son, o tacto, a textura, o xugo... Se volvemos, ademais, ao mito bíblico de Adán e Eva, temos redondeado o sistema simbólico. A froita é o reflexo da tentación, a miúdo con nefastas consecuencias das que nos preveñen as fábulas e os contos con leccións morais. Unha mostra é o conto de fadas de Brancaneves, que tamén tivo o seu paso polo cinema, e que nos mostra o fácil e o perigoso que é caer na tentación da mazá da Raíña Malvada. A tentación tamén se veu representada a miúdo na narrativa pola granada que consumíu Perséfone para ficar –voluntariamente ou non, xa sabedes que os mitos teñen moitas versións– todos os invernos canda Hades no Inframundo helénico. É a mesma granada que aparece en Kingdom of Heaven (Ridley Scott, 2005).

Seguramente aqueles encargados de censurar a narrativa cinematográfica no Hollywood clásico, o do Código Hays, sabían ben desta relación entre froita, sensualidade e tentación, polo que non abondan as representacións da froita na narrativa cinematográfica deste período. É curioso como, nos últimos tempos, o pexego tomara o relevo á mazá como froita da sensualidade e da tentación. Terá que ver con que, a nivel popular, se relacione a miúdo o emoji do pexego á anatomía humana e ao erotismo? Quen o sabe!

Saíndo deste eido, existe un cliché bastante estendido relacionado coa froita no cinema: que os viláns sempre andan a comer mazás. Explícome! Nos últimos anos foi un recurso bastante utilizado para caracterizar unha personaxe, non necesariamente negativa, mais sí unha persoa sen filtros, despreocupada, confiada. Non coñezo exactamente o motivo tras desta caracterización, pero cando vexo unha personaxe a trabar ruidosamente unha mazá, podo imaxinar que, canto menos, non é o tipo de persoa que se preocupa polo que pensen os demais. Unha característica propia dos viláns máis estereotípicos do cinema mainstream. 

Cómpre destacar que en ocasións a froita adquire determinados simbolismos propios como as laranxas que aparecen cada vez que alguén corre perigo de morte en The Godfather (Francis Ford Coppola, 1972) ou as mazás da sorte que regala a personaxe de Bette Davis en Pocketful of Miracles (Frank Capra, 1961). Unha personaxe que visualmente é comparable á meiga de Brancaneves, pero representa os valores contrarios. 

Finalmente, a froita aporta un valor visual importante: a cor. Cando a cor comezou a ser incorporada na cinematografía, a froita destacou como elemento favorito dos directores de fotografía naquelas producións a toda cor para deslumbrar ao espectador. De feito, un dos primeiros experimentos coa cor no cinema son as curtas sobre flores e froitas da Gaumont, entre 1912 e 1913. 

Cada elemento da nosa cotiandade é susceptible de converterse nun arquetipo e de aportar significado, simbolismo ou valores visuais a unha produción cinematográfica. O simple efecto de comer unha froita convértese, nas mans do cinema, nunha escena transcendental. 

E marcho, porque acabo de rematar o acio de uvas. Até o vindeiro episodio!

[myself-85]

I hope you don't have nightmares...

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…Have I ever mentioned that the Forbbiden Fruit is also the Fruit of Knowledge and how that ties into both Kazui’s apple and also my “Amane Momose should eat meat to repersent both forbbiden fruit and the body of christ” agenda?

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