#rocku

[fangedkate]

one day I will figure out why my rock is green when wet and white when dry.

[mariacardenas162002]

TFA-SG: Enserio no sabes con quién te estás enfrentando parte 4 💙🤍💚🧡

Sg bulkhead al igual que los demás se enteran por su amiga Sg sari de lo que pasó así que sin dudarlo el decide enfrentarse a el

Sg bulkhead: Tu hasta que por fin te encontré que demonios le hicistes a mi amiga Sg sari????????😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

Sg rockus:Yo no le hice nada a ella 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

Sg bulkhead:Escúchame mi paciencia se está terminando 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

Sg rockus esquiva el puño de Sg bulkhead y el no puede creerlo 😡😡😡😡😡😱😱😱😱😱

Sg bulkhead: Pero cómo sabes cada uno de mis movimientos????????😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

Sg rockus:Te conozco muy bien Sg bulkhead 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

Sg bulkhead:Espera que como sabes mi nombre???????😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

Sg rockus: Solamente sabrás la verdad cuando sea el tiempo necesario por el momento no 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄😒😒😒😒😒😒

[rockuart]

✨☁️ Creampuff Chibi for Puffisu ☁️✨

[countryanthromorphicmrrf]

ا مّنهم ولا نساء مّن نّساء عسى أن يكنّ خيرا مّنهنّ ولا تلمزوا أنفسكم ولا تنابزوا بٱلألقب بئس ٱلٱسم ٱلفسوق بعد ٱلإيمن ومن لّم يتب فأولئك هم ٱلظّلمون"

"おお、信じた者よ、人は他人を嘲笑してはいけない、おそらく彼らは彼らよりも優れているだろうし、女性も他の女性を嘲笑してはいけない、おそらく彼らは彼らよりも優れているだろう、そして自分自身を中傷してはならず、お互いをあだ名で呼んではいけない。信仰の後には何という邪悪な名前があり、悔い改めない者は悪行者です。"

When anyone mocked at someone with the bad words, name of their parents, and more, they would get unlucky for humbling someone. The demon appeared to them who mocked someone to be tortured through betraying. Rockus Helluos, a Rock Star demon who always liked anyone who was mockery, betrayal, and more.

A boy named Daniel Livesey, was born in Russia, was considered to become military. However, he always humbled anyone who didn't do anything. Daniel started to push innocent children and said with the bad words. Daniel ignored and violated the rules of the school. Daniel began to force anyone doing something bad like eating the gum on the floor, marked on teacher's table, and more. However, he was unfriendly

When he went home but ignored his parent's order, he decided to play video game on PC. However, he raged to play rudely and aggressively. At night, when he went to the ar for drinking the alcohol, making him more angry. Due to the alcoholism, he was hit by a car.

When he went to the hell, Rockus Helluos told him to make more friends, but Daniel was tortured to become his victim due to the disobedience and unfriendly boy. Also, he always said the bad words and was cocky. Rockus Helluos started to mock Daniel and threw him with a rock. Daniel regretted for his activities, but it was too late to forgive to the God. So, HQ could be trapped forever

Mocking, betraying, or humbling your friends is the commonly becoming uncool and disappointing. Also, that causes to become unfriendly. So, don't be a bully if you are still good friend

[lookeishart]

BOCCHI ZA ROCKU!!

This took way too long lmao, if anyone can figure out what cover I used as reference then they can receive a cookie.

[rius-cave]

Okay imagine a Sinner!Adam having trouble sleeping 'cause of the whole trauma of being reborn as a sinner or whatever reason (or Niffty jumpscares him lol) and a little depressed blonde guy who suffers from insomnia and has no one to cuddle at night since his wife left him. Now combine the two. They somehow end up sleeping together one night. Nobody talks about it after that, but both of them misses the other's presence at night. They either never talk about it or one of them randomly shows up at the other's door at night with some stupid excuse and it becomes frequent.

SCREAMS BITES KICKS AND SCREAMS

ANON YOU GOT ME FERAL. YES. YES YES YES YES

OKAY BUT wouldn't it be fucked up if Adam had like, actual PTSD from the exterminations? or even just from his life? Dude acts like he likes it, and I mean he probably does, but what if his subconscious actually internalizes it as trauma? He probably doesn't even know. He has nightmares most nights, but lol those are normal right? right??

So he's just out in the lobby, or on the balcony, or on the roof of the hotel, and a depressed short demon finds him there. They start off insulting each other, obviously, they can't stand each other. They make short remarks and underhanded threats, but neither of them budgets, because both of them are prideful as fuck.

So they don't have anything to do but... talk, and also not talk, they stare at the red sky of the pride ring and exchange a few words, some of them are hostile, but some of them not so much.

Eventually they get tired of fighting but they still won't actually get up and leave. They just sit there, and begin talking a little bit about every day stuff, a little bit about heaven, hell, even about Eden. Some things get cleared up, but there's still a lot of hurt from both sides. Centuries of anger don't go away just like that. But it's... interesting, to finally be able to talk without biting each other's heads off.

Eventually their eyelids become heavy, and neither of them remember the last thing they said. They simply wake up in a cold floor, with the other dangerously close to what you could call "cuddling" (the word alone makes bile rise in Adam's throat).

They spat some more insults at each other with renewed energies, make a big rockus, and then storm off to their respective rooms. That had been SO EMBARRASSING. We HAVE to pretend like none of that happened, ever, nothing of it. It wasn't nice, and it wasn't relaxing, and that hadn't been one of the first nights in forever that Adam remembered sleeping well and sound. Nope.

He keeps telling himself over and over again that he doesn't expect Lucifer to be there when he's sat there at the same place, same time the following night.

It definitely doesn't keep happening over and over again.

And of course neither of them find an excuse to show up at the other's bedroom one night and have their nightly chat in the comfort of a bedroom this time, to actually be able to fall asleep on a comfy bed.

[rodismancave]

due to heavy criticism from my co-captain and second in command, I have made severe adjustments to the log above. see :

LOST LIGHT LOG CYCLE ????

Brother , are you for fucking real ? end log by your dearly beloved , "co"Captain R.

LOST LIGHT LOG CYCLE ????

Brother are you for fucking real

end log

- Captain R.

[avatar4life]

Days passed and reader continues to do her duties even away from her kingdom, her children following her from behind thinking she wasn't aware of their presences, which was untrue as she just pretended to not notice them, trying to keep her smile from being visible 'still my ducklings I see' she thought as she walks around the castle towards the library to try and see if there's any story about the woman from her dreams and visions who keeps haunting her.

"kids" she acknowledged them, surpring the three of them "..yes mother?" The boy said "go train with Ackley, he wants to check if you haven't forgotten your training in you time here" she said to them, smiling as shw saw the way they lit up at the mention of Ackley "he's here?!" The first girl said "yes dear, now go. I have some important matters to attend" she said but before she could finish her sentence the children were already halfway down the hall. She looked surprised for a moment before her expression softened and chuckled before entering the library, she walked towards the shelfs before a voice stopped her in her tracks "Blue?". She turned around and saw Baela "Baela...what are you doing here?" She asked confused and curious "I come here whenever I want some peace from the children and their antics. Sorry, I know you don't want to be called Blue unless close friends" she stated as she got up her chair and walked towards Reader, their height difference noticeable due to Reader being much taller "it's alright, you are my closest friend here in Westeros. Just don't let me catch you letting Jacaerys call me that" she jestered laughing a bit, Baela joining her in the laugh "alright. What are you doing here?" She repeated the question, remembering that Reader wasn't the fondest to books "I'm....can you keep a secret? Even from your husband?" She asked nervous and analysing her expression "of course, what's wrong?" Baela asked worried as she searched for any injuries or something else. And so, Reader explained everything that happened regarding the woman from her dreams and visions, from her childhood to now and shows her 'curse' "oh Blue... I'm sorry, I wish I could help" Baela said as shw gently touched Reader's arm, her expression one of worry and disappointment in herself for not being able to help her. Reader put her hand on Baela's "Bae, it's alright, your support is all I need from you and your loyalty in not telling anyone. The less people know, the better." She said to her in a soft and gentle tone "no one has to know. And...do me a favour" she said looking more serious., Baela, as soon as she saw her expression, hardened her stare too and nodded "of course, what do you need?", Reader, feeling hesitant thinks before answering her "...I know that 'she' is coming for me, I can feel her coming closer and closer...and when she will reach me, i will habe to fight her...I need to kill her... it's a high chance I will die doing so" she said before stopping, nor knowing how to phrase her next sentence. Baela looked at Reader in shock "I will help, I'll sent soldiers, anyo-" Reader interjected her train of thoughts "no Baela, what I need from you is to be the mother my children will need when I die, I know I'm asking a lot of you, but I trust that you will guide them to the right path...can you do that for me?" She asked, nervous of her answer, waiting for her response. Baela looked shocked and speechless before answering in a shaky tone but firm voice " if you die..if you die, I will continue raising them...for you .. anything for you" she with a soft smile before hugging reader, who looked shocked at the hug befor slowly reciprocating it. She pulls away and looked at Baela before a rockus was heard "you should go, your children need you" she said to her.

When Baela left reader goes back to the books, trying to find anything related to the woman

Before a headache came, a vision appeared, the woman was standing in front of dead soldiers and looking in her eyes, straight towards Reader's direction,not saying anything but only pointing her sword towards her.

She gasped as she held her head, breathing heavily as she tried to calm herself down and only one thing in her mind

'gods if I die, keep my children safe'

---------------------------------------------------

Baela was walking in the halls and sighed as she thinks of the conversation with Reader, only one that in her mind

'Gods, please keep her safe'

WOOOOO I did it, sorry for the long wait, school got me really busy now with oral tests and all, but here's the new chapter of Sad girl in Westeros

[randomwriteronline]

@magicalgirlmascot

Krakua had survived almost up to the end of November.

This was not as obvious of an outcome as it could have sounded - not because of the kids: they were obnoxious, but his constant noise absorption made them more than tollerable, and besides he would have taken their rockus over total quiet any day.

It's just that between Tahu's very loud instinctual thoughts of mauling him whenever they were in the same room, Kopaka's incredible discomfort almost prompting him to stab him with a pen several times, and a variety of occasions in which his sudden perfectly silent appearance had nearly gotten his head bludgeoned in, everything had implied he would have ended up at least hospitalized once.

So it was nice that it hadn't happened!

Yet.

There was still December.

But he had slightly higher hopes than on his first day!

Caught up in his thoughts as he was, he nearly smacked directly into someone else.

'Oh! It's Krakua,' he felt.

Oh! It's Pohatu, then, he reasoned in his head still with Pohatu's voice, as it tended to happen whenever he thought something too soon after reading somebody's mind.

He blinked hastily while a waterfall of apologies babbled out of his mouth, the other teacher's soothing voice reassuring him everything was fine with a slight laugh in his voice. With a noticeable lag he comprehended some kind of joke about him "not seeing too well right now" and properly saw first his hands, then his neck, then his mouth, and then the gigantic dark splotch of a bruise stretching somewhere between his left ear and right eyebrow.

Krakua stared for a couple seconds.

"That must have hurt!" he stated a little too enthusiastically, almost jabbing his finger into the offended eye.

Pohatu jerked his head back just in time: "Yeah, a baseball bat to the face will do that," he chuckled. He applied the packet of ice back to his face - so that had been the weird shape the music teacher had vaguely recognized - and shrugged: "You know how kids are."

The image of a recorder flying out the window came to mind: "Hm," the younger man nodded, "They can get pretty wild."

'Thank God Kopaka's got cold enough hands to replace this,' he felt while the other fumbled with the bag with a slight grimace: 'A frozen steak would be more pleasant...'

"How's your boyfriend?" Krakua decided to inquire, since he was already thinking about him and from what he had managed to figure out in his years of somewhat successful social interactions it seemed like a normal subject for some small talk.

His good grade in Normal Person shattered like a thousand years old porcelain vase as Pohatu gave him a strange look: "My who?"

Oh, right!

He had not told him about his boyfriend, who worked here and whom he thought about incessantly!

Any questions regarding him would have been weird for Krakua to ask, since he didn't have that information and lacked any means to find out about it, such as telepathy!

He would have liked to blow up right about now!

"What?" he smiled.

"You said something about my boyfriend?" the other repeated.

"No, I don't think so!" he lied very cheerfully, trying not to sound shrill. "I asked about your friend, Kopaka, the science teacher?"

"You mean my boyfriend?"

"OH is he? I didn't know that!"

"Yeah, he prefers to keep quiet about it."

Ok, he was definitely going to get stabbed with a ballpoint pen now that he had officially acquired the news in an unsuspiscious manner. Goodbye world, it'd be fun until the ink poisoning hit.

Before he could vibrate hard enough to dissipate from reality all together, a door opened onto the hallway.

Vakama turned left and right as if searching for something.

He then raised a cautious finger into the air, looked again at both opposite ends of the corridor, and pointed at the two younger men, asking rather concerned: "Did you hear that?"

Pohatu glanced at Krakua.

'Ominous,' he thought.

Did he hear me?, the other teacher wondered worriedly.

"What do you mean by that, exactly?" Pohatu inquired.

"That sound," Vakama explained, furrowing his brows hard: "It was like twenty trucks in a pile up."

Krakua felt himself sweating.

Pohatu clicked his tongue: "I did not in fact hear that," he replied. "Are you sure that was what it sounded like? Because I don't think that sort of thing would be very easy to miss."

"I am certain, I could hear it from my office," the principal snapped.

'And now the buzzing is back,' he bemoaned to himself as he massaged his temple.

"I do hear a buzzing," Krakua intervened hurriedly to try and mask the actual sound, since it was rising from him even louder with his mounting panic. "A bit from everywhere around the school - various rooms and places and stuff... I, I thought it might've been the lights, you know, but I don't... Really... Know... This stuff..."

To their mutual relief, Vakama gave a long sigh: "Oh, thank goodness you heard that too. I really don't need auditory hallucinations... I'll have Gahdok and Cahdok look into this."

"Neat!" the music teacher squeaked.

Squeaked.

Like a mouse.

He took in a big breath, big enough to keep him from focusing on the other two's thoughts as he automatically read their minds.

Then he released it with a big smile: "I'm leaving!" he announced without any fanfare, fully ready to disappear all the way home and slam his head on his drumset, "See you tomorrow!"

'Tomorrow is Saturday,' Pohatu thought.

'Tomorrow is Saturday,' Vakama thought.

TOMORROW IS SATURDAY, Krakua wailed at himself.

"Tomorrow is Saturday," he corrected. "See you the day after that!" then, after a moment, feeling sanity slip out of his ear like a worm on a string: "NOPE, that's Sunday!"

"We got it. Go catch up on that sleep, man," Pohatu reassured him.

Eternally grateful for the easy way out offered, Krakua grinned at him, said way too loud: "Thank you! Bugs bite!" and hurried out of the corridor as fast as he could in the hopes that his failed attempt at saying 'goodnight' would not catch up to him.

The other two watched him vanish behind a corner.

Once they were fairly sure he couldn't hear them, the Toa of Stone clicked his tongue: "Have you had any visions, recently?"

"Just hearing things," the Turaga groaned. "About what, anyways?"

Pohatu shrugged, jostling the now barely cold bag of ice in his hand with the motion, head nodding towards where the newest member of personell had left.

Vakama lifted a brow, somewhere between sarcastic and puzzled.

"You think him an agent of Makuta?"

"I was leaning towards... Toa? Maybe?"

"And why would that be?"

"The rest of us are. And he seems like he's got something weird going on - aside from his whole awkward je-ne-se-quois that makes you feel like you're on a very unpleasant tea cup ride sometimes."

"This school can have average people for a change, you know. Besides, excuse me-" and he tilted his head in a rather baffled expression "-Your metric for how likely a person could be a Toa is how weird and-or off-putting they seem to you?"

The Toa tightened his shoulders, smirking: "Well, would you call any of us distinguished, normal, functioning members of society?"

Vakama pursed his lips, trying to find a comeback or an argument.

In the time it took him not to succeed in his fruitless endeavor, a clacson went off outside.

It then continued to go off.

Looking out the window in the already dark November evening, they both nonetheless caught sight of Krakua sitting at his car, pressing his head hard on the center of the wheel, unmoving.

Much like the Plagues had rolled out remorseless and unstoppable across Egypt, the "bugs bite" had caught up to him.

They observed him for a while as he moved not an inch.

His clacson continued to wail for him.

"Maybe I should go check on him," Pohatu proposed.

"I think that would just kill him, actually." the principal replied.

[himawanai]

bocys the rockus came in the mail

[morti0re]

RŠ Band AU - Vontové [č. 1]

Jak jsem slíbil v mým minulým band au příspěvku, další človíčci na holení jsou Vontové!!

In-universe jsem si Vonty představoval, že fungujou jako jedna velká organizace (možná produkční firma pokud to dává smysl) a všechny sdružení v ní jsou svoje vlastní kapela.

Taky jsem si představoval že každé to sdružení hraje v nějakém svém hudebním stylu a taky se obléká určitým stylem.

V téhle první části se chci zaměřit na Uctívače Ginga a Žlutý Květ, v další zase na Danešovce a Dabinelovce a možná i Rezaté Klíče.

Více informací ohledně UG, ŽK najdete pod čarou!!

-miša :3

ok takže:

Uctívači:

je jsem si představoval jako takové šedesátkové rockery, se stylem beatniků (pokud nevíte co myslím tak tady máte pár obrázků z pinterestu)

když jsem si zapisoval jaký typ hudby by hráli, tak mám ve svých zápiskách jen zapsáno: “dávaj mi silnou greasers vibe, ale jelikož to chci mít spojený s hudbou tak greasers asi ne” a “nevim jestli jsou beatles spojený s beatnikama ale pokud jo, tak budou dělat klasickej rock”

je asi vidět že jsem se moc tý inspirace nedržel lol

Žlutý Květ:

tady jsem si fakt nevěděl rady, jelikož jsem nechtěl aby si byli až moc spolu podobní s ostatními spolky.

nakonec jsem došel k jazz rocku (nebo teď spíš asi k modernímu rocku, ale ten jazz rock sem píšu asi jen kvůli transparentnosti) a stylu rockových zpěváku z 60. a 70. let.

příklady:

To jest zatím vše, díky že jste tu se mnou vydrželi a těšte se na příště!! :DD

[aftermyownart]

The Rockus Crabicus, found in Remote parts of Stardew Valley. They're said to like dark, enclosed areas and camouflage themselves under heavy chunks of rock rich in precious mineral deposits.

[mariacardenas162002]

TFA-SG: Enserio no sabes con quien te estás enfrentando parte 3 💙🤍💜💚🤨🤔

Sg sari queda en shock pero mira detalladamente a el se y le llega a la cabeza a su amigo Sg optimus prime

Sg sari:No se que decir enserio yo nunca he conocido a un Decepticon que me conozca tan bien 😱😱😱😱😱🥶🥶🥶🥶🥶

Sg rockus:Escúchame yo te conozco desde que tú eras una niña lo sabes bien además mi trabajo es proteger a los humanos 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

Sg sari:Que????????😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱

De pronto ve a Sg optimus prime en un cuerpo diferente que no es de el ella queda helada al verlo pero no entiende porque le llego a su mente eso pero mas adelante tanto ella como sus amigos sabrán la verdad de el 💙💙💜💚😡🥶😱

[devhyuk]

bocchi za rocku

[music-lab24]

MEMORY OF A MEMORY.

Wyobraź sobie, że jesteś w swoim rodzinnym domu, jest ciepłe popołudnie, a ty postanowił*ś uciąć sobie krótką drzemkę. Zasypiasz do odgłosów dnia codziennego — za oknem szum aut, szczekanie psów, ktoś gotuje coś w kuchni, a do sąsiada właśnie zjeżdżają się znajomi na grilla, więc ten odpala swoją klasyczną składankę ze starymi hitami. Próbujesz zasnąć przy mieszaninie różnych dźwięków i zaczynasz wędrować między snem a jawą. Odgłosy powoli przedostają się do twojej głowy i tworzą abstrakcyjne obrazy na ich podstawie. Sam już nie wiesz co jest prawdziwe. Tym właśnie jest hipnagogia. W psychologii termin ten używany jest by opisać stan, gdy w przejściowych fazach snu doświadcza się pewnych halucynacji wzrokowych, węchowych, dotykowych, czy też właśnie słuchowych (nie mylić z paraliżem sennym!). Jest to stan normalny, sporadyczny, który każdy z nas doświadczy przynajmniej kilka razy w życiu.

Przenieśmy się do początku XXI wieku, kiedy to owy termin zainteresował pewną grupę społeczną w USA na tyle by przyczyniło się to do utworzenia nowego nurtu muzycznego. Świat rozwija się w zawrotnym tempie, nowe technologie, nowe media i znaczny rozwój kultury kapitalistycznej. Nostalgiczne nastroje pchnęły artystów do ciekawych eksperymentów, w których to zaczynali odwoływać się do estetyki retro. Do rzeczy, które kojarzą się im z beztroskim czasem, w którym to w tle przygrywał stary radiowy rock, pop lub r&b.

Choć początków tego nurtu doszukiwać możemy się o wiele dawniej, tak popularność zyskał na przestrzeni lat 2000-2010. Głównymi propagatorami nazwać możemy przede wszystkim twórców takich jak Ariel Pink oraz James Ferrero. W ich twórczości doszukiwać możemy się inspiracji z prostego i jakby niektórzy powiedzieli prymitywnego popu i rocku, ze ścieżek dźwiękowych starych gier czy filmów, a nawet melodii, które przygrywały w centrach handlowych lub poczekalniach.

Dzisiejszy pop hipnagogiczny przede wszystkim ma za zadanie wywołać u odbiorcy poczucie nostalgii, tęsknoty za starymi czasami. W większości przypadków stosowany jest do tego zabieg, który zauważyć możemy również w nurcie lo-fi, czyli aranżacja dźwięku w taki sposób, aby brzmiał on jak gdyby nagrywany był na starej kasecie lub zgrywany z innych dawnych nośników audio.

Innymi gatunkami, które przyczyniły się do rozwoju h-popu były psychodelia i muzyka noise, co idealnie wpasowuje się w tematykę surrealizmu. Utwory te zaczarowują nasz umysł i przenoszą w inną rzeczywistość, niekoniecznie tą którą faktycznie przeżyliśmy. Ma na celu jedynie przywołać wyobrażenie jakiegoś momentu, korzystając ze strzępków pamięci, które przypominają nam pewny okres w życiu.

GATUNKI PODOBNE (o ile nie bliźniacze): Vaporwave, Chillwave, Lo-fi

Najlepiej przedstawić tą formę za pośrednictwem przykładów, dlatego zamieszczam tutaj listę utworów (mocno subiektywną), w których objawia się dzisiejsza hipnagogia na różne sposoby.

Noise: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N9GCxAuv1_8 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UbcThup3lgA

Psychodelia: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQsF3pzOc54 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3XC6UEXMUHI R&B: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_i4n2f8LriQ

Synthpop: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ryvHj2z-0BM https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qlJ27Dcv4fc

Lounge: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_bYIWexH5Q

Rap na hipnagogicznym podkładzie z pięknym outro: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5vVHPRZ21iE

Inne warte uwagi<3 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nee9d0wqBTQ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Le1myp8Bpo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jr6Cp8tEmow https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9tC-FOXioDo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WvfJy8rbWUU https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XmVcJ01fDRk

[rius-cave]

It's interesting that Adam and Lilith had a deal, and that Adam let her stay in heaven. I wonder why, maybe they got to better terms in the past. Now I think about what would Lucifer would think if he finds out that adam knew were Lilith was all this time and didn't told him when they started dating knowing she dissapeared without telling him

I swear to God I just wanna take Lilith by the shoulders, shake her, and scream "WHAT'S THE FUCKING DEAL WITH YOU?!?!?!?!????" I need answers nonny.

Did Adam and Lilith really have a deal??? It's hard to tell exactly who had a deal with who. At first I thought that she had made a deal about GETTING Adam killed, then I thought that she had a deal with Adam so now that he's dead it's over, but honestly it could go either way. What was the deal about, exactly??? That she had to stay in Heaven and not cause a rockus?? So now that Adam is dead she can do whatever she wants??? What did she get in exchange, though???

I do agree that if Lute knew where she was, Adam did too, and probably Sera for that matter.

This gets more complicated because we know that she disappeared when she made a deal with Alastor (both of them "disappeared" 7 years ago) so like, wtf does Alastor have to do in this whole ordeal.

Seriously guys I don't really know but I feel a mighty need for answers