lilthya

[lilthya]

damn, it's been a minute.

[lilthya]

i'm going to extend my hiatus here. my husband and i found a place and we move in a month, so i'm going to be BEYOND occupied with packing, dealing with legal stuff, etc... it's a lot. my brain isn't in rp right now, and i just think i want to take a break. i'm putting this blog on a hiatus until Dec 20th, as I don't know when I'll even have internet in the new place! it's exciting, a new chapter, but a lot of work ahead and stresses. Good stresses but stresses nonetheless. I'm going to try and be more present on discord as I did disappear from there. But being online has been too draining for me, and I've been very focused with life right now. Rp has a place in my heart, and I will be back I just need to take until closer to the new year. I want to get settled in, this move is a huge deal. I love you all, I love Lilith. But I need to take a break again, but this time to focus on new things. I'll still write on discord, don't be scared to ask! <3

[lilthya]

heads up! i'm taking a brief break from here & on discord. just been so busy, and not in the correct headspace. just taking a few more days to perhaps a week. i'll be back to my regular schedule soon, life has just been a lot and i'm focusing on other things.

[lilthya]

when i tell people that: the angels in diablo are pretty much all entitled assholes and don't care about humanity. heaven and hell alike thinking humanity are abominations. the only person that really cares about humanity is lilith because they're her "children."

and the reason lilith calls sanctuary's humans her children is because they're the descendants of the nephalem which the nephalem were children of angels and demons, which were part of lilith & inarius' doing by bringing them together. to lilith they're her children, always. thank you. which is WHY i say humans FROM sanctuary are very different than other humans (in terms of crossover) because their ancestry is angelic and demonic.

[lilthya]

⸻ ❛ away, demon. i deny you. ❜ ╱ ❛ you have grown so frail ... i can make you the hero you were. ❜

[lilthya]

starter call, though length will vary.

[lilthya]

i think what is fucked up is that we cannot side with lilith in diablo iv. when like.... a lot of what she says is true..... yeah, her methods are very, well, hellish., chaotic... "demonic...?" I guess you can say... but honestly? in comparison to inarius (who we basically get help from...have an alliance with without a choice as a player..) who is an angel, and is more WRONG and SELFISH than lilith. yes, her methods to free the world are very extreme, and can be considered cruel. but if you're going to paint her as the villain then inarius is too. thanks. you can fight me on this.

[lilthya]

❝ clever. you were testing me, weren’t you? ❞

ᵃᶰˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈˑ ↳ [ @9hels ] , ask prompts.

" & you pass. i knew you wouldn't disappoint. " tone was smooth, allowing silk to coil each word like serpentine forms. she knew he'd pass, as clever was he. " feels as if it were almost a millennia, since we last met. ᅳ i wonder [...] what wicked deeds has the devil been up to? "

[lilthya]

a daughter born of wicked blood & hellish flame would confess to thy mother, she born of hate. to reveal such, as if there was but the smallest glint of trust there. - HOW CURIOUS. form was now speaking to her - lilith, so calculating, nurturing every aspect that starved for validation. yearning to feel some sense of freedom. & yet ⸻

" a prison that only you can free yourself from. " she'd reply, allowing each word to feel like velvet. to bring forth sense of comfort, but SOME form of truth to it. " he uses you as a means to an end, surely this you must know. afraid of your potential... " form of the devil grew closer, features & tone did not cease in exuding nothing but nurturing in nature. " he cannot succeed without you. you're the one with true power, not himᅳshatter the shackles, and become what you're truly meant to be. crush the image of him, be something more."

it   inundated   her,      frigid   void   washed   by   warmth   (   she   did   not   dare   call   it   loving   ).   lilith   allowed   her   no   calm—   voice   echoed   in   her   entrails   louder   than   that   of   her   father’s,   a   testament   of   superiority.   how   much   resistance   could   ( one )  hybrid   shield   against   the   cornucopia   of   acceptance   ?

“   he   demands   my   subservience.   succumbed   or   not,   i   am   not   free.   ”   a   confession   she   did   not   want   to   make,   a  broken   psalm:   curiosity   existed,   despite   morality.   tetrad   gaze   always   haunted   her,   it   mocked   her   in   her   mother’s   rejection.   but a bleeding   bird   can   only   fly   so   long.

[lilthya]

mephisto: lilith is my favourite child. my darling daughter who i am so proud of. my child of hatred. lilith: rebels and betrays him mephisto:

[lilthya]

i think the lilin don't get enough spotlight. because they're ( so they claim ) direct descendants of lilith. at the very least are her most favoured of her children. i want to talk about them. i do. give me verses where your muses are lilin. lilith's return ALSO created an intensity of emotions throughout sanctuary, which creates much chaos...

[lilthya]

Break the chains... and be beautiful in sin. LILITH, DAUGHTER OF HATRED ・ DIABLO IV (2023)

[lilthya]

circe sentence starters

by madeline miller. i altered some quotes so they fit better  ♡

❝  my father has never been able to imagine the world without himself in it.  ❞ ❝  there is a twisting feeling in my chest, like cloth being wrung dry.  ❞ ❝  the grudges of the gods are as deathless as their flesh.  ❞ ❝  it was my first lesson. beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that waits to tear the world in two.  ❞ ❝  you think just because you are a daughter of the sun, you may uproot the world to please yourself.  ❞ ❝  even the best iron grows brittle with too much beating.  ❞ ❝  fear of failure is the worst thing for any spell.  ❞ ❝  those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats.  ❞ ❝  did you smile a little? perhaps i only flatter myself.  ❞ ❝  i have a better idea. i will do as i please.  ❞ ❝  what can i say? the world is an ugly place. we must live in it.  ❞ ❝  how many of us would be granted pardon if our true hearts were known?  ❞ ❝  you threw me to the crows, but it turns out i prefer them to you.  ❞ ❝  give me the blade. some things are worth spilling blood for.  ❞ ❝  it is very close. a perfect sleeping spot to ease your weary bones.  ❞ ❝  all my life had been murk and depths, but i was not a part of that dark water. i was a creature within it.  ❞ ❝  most men do not know me for what i am.  ❞ ❝  i suppose i could weep and rub my eyes to please you, but i choose not to live so falsely.  ❞ ❝  there is no wound that you can give me that i have not already given myself.  ❞ ❝  i will not be a bird bred in a cage, too dull to fly even when the door stands open.  ❞ ❝  i stood there for a long time fearing such things, and waiting, as if someone would come and reassure me.  ❞ ❝  this is how zeus felt when he first lifted the thunderbolt.  ❞ ❝  i had a little pride, and that was good. more would have been fatal.  ❞ ❝  will you not come to bed, my love?  ❞ ❝  if my childhood has given me anything, it’s endurance.  ❞ ❝  if you had asked me, i would have said i was happy.  ❞ ❝  that is another thing about you. you make me want to spill my secrets.  ❞ ❝  they do not care if you are good. they barely care if you are wicked. the only thing that makes them listen is power.  ❞ ❝  as for that safety, i do not want it. it is only more chains.  ❞ ❝  all those years i had spent with them were like a stone tossed in a pool. already, the ripples were gone.  ❞ ❝  war always seemed to me a foolish choice from men. whatever they win from it, they will only have a handful of years to enjoy before they die. more likely they will perish trying.  ❞ ❝  are you always so suspicious?  ❞ ❝   in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth.  ❞ ❝  i can bend the world to my will, as a bow bent for an arrow.  ❞ ❝  will you do me the honor of dining with me?  ❞ ❝  i know what we owe you. what i owe.  ❞ ❝  i’m afraid i might have floated on, believing those dull memories were all there was, until the end of days.  ❞ ❝  do not be too happy. it will bring down fire on your head.  ❞ ❝  you are a poison snake, and i am another, and on such terms we please ourselves.  ❞ ❝  your words are like a secret. a thing that looks like stone, but inside is a seed.  ❞ ❝  you cannot know how frightened gods are of pain. there is nothing more foreign to them.  ❞ ❝  bold action and bold manner are not the same.  ❞ ❝  a golden cage is still a cage.  ❞ ❝  i am surprised to see you so plain after such boasting.  ❞ ❝  your voice is like balm upon my raw skin.  ❞ ❝  does no one have the courage? will no one dare to face me?  ❞ ❝  those who love me a little do not care to say.  ❞ ❝  it is easily to speak so open with you. your face is like a quiet pool that will hold everything safe in its depths.  ❞ ❝  humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets. as if there can be no story unless we crawl and weep.  ❞ ❝  you are weak and blind, and it is worse because you choose it.  ❞ ❝  you can teach a viper to eat from your hands, but you cannot take away how much it likes to bite.  ❞ ❝  i should have known you would be good for nothing to me.  ❞ ❝  gold does not give back a life.  ❞ ❝  it is funny, that even after all this time, you believe you will be rewarded, just because you have been obedient.  ❞ ❝  i have done your work for you, and all you give me is mockery and contempt.  ❞ ❝  where would you go, if you might escape?  ❞ ❝  you are right. this world is a wild and terrible place, and worth shouting at.  ❞ ❝  i cannot bear this world a moment longer.  ❞ ❝  i owe you nothing. you will have of me only what i want to give.  ❞ ❝  however gold you shine, do not forget your fire.  ❞ ❝  that is what you desire most of all: to drive others into doubt, keep them wondering and fretting, stumbling behind your dancing feet.  ❞ ❝  sorry that you thought i was weak, but you were wrong.  ❞ ❝  trickery is for cowards, men not bull-necked enough to show true courage.  ❞ ❝  i have a little pride. if they do not weep, i will not either.  ❞ ❝  you have as many coils as a snake, and an eye always to your advantage.  ❞ ❝  i want the sun to burn me. i want it to scorch me to the bone.  ❞ ❝  what of me? shall i rot?  ❞ ❝  how long would i cling to that handful of minutes, trying to cover myself as if with some threadbare blanket?  ❞ ❝  i have been old and stern for so long, carved with regrets and years like a monolith. but that is only a shape i’ve been poured into. i do not have to keep it.  ❞ ❝  i am not weak. and i will never be sorry not to be like you.  ❞ ❝  you draw me in as if you are winding up a thread.  ❞ ❝  the fragility of mortals breeds kindness and good grace.  ❞ ❝ come, there are blankets here, laid for you upon the soft grass. ❞ ❝ there will be no songs made for you. no stories. you will live a life of obscurity. you will be without a name in history. you will be no one. ❞ ❝ those heroes. you should see the look on their faces when i run straight for them. ❞ ❝ those who fight against prophecy only draw it more tightly around their throats. ❞ ❝ see? we do not need anyone. ❞ ❝ have you not always insisted on being difficult in everything you do? ❞ ❝ you cannot think of it. it will only torment you. ❞ ❝ and that is the least of my powers. ❞ ❝ you are lucky i do not kill you where you stand. ❞ ❝ you do not understand the dangers that wait for you in the world. ❞ ❝ your threats are crude. i had hoped we might discuss this reasonably. ❞ ❝ you showed me your scars, and in return you let me pretend that i had none. ❞ ❝ my whole life, i have waited for tragedy to find me. ❞ ❝ it is not for such as you to question my purpose. ❞ ❝ i felt a weariness in me so great i thought i would sink into the earth. ❞ ❝ have patience, your strength will come in time. ❞ ❝ you have never understood how strong i am. ❞ ❝ you do not know what i can do. ❞ ❝ i have said all i will say. do not ask me again. ❞ ❝ perhaps no parent can truly see their child. when we look we see only the mirror of our own faults. ❞ ❝ i cannot bear this world a moment longer. ❞ ❝ there is no profit in chasing riddles of the fates. ❞ ❝ why can you not be more peaceful? why must it be so hard? ❞ ❝ come. let’s do something fun. i will show you magic. ❞ ❝ at last. i have met the thing the gods can use against me. ❞ ❝ clever. you were testing me, weren’t you? ❞ ❝ i must tell you, all my past is like today; monsters and horrors no one wants to hear. ❞ ❝ you cannot come. it is not safe for mortals. ❞ ❝ come forth, and speak to my face. or do you only do your murdering from the shadows? ❞ ❝ you are safe. we may be happy at last. ❞ ❝ what else have you kept from me? ❞ ❝ all heroes are fools. all heroes but me. ❞ ❝ i know what i was in those days: unsteady, inconstant. ❞ ❝ i will be fine, i promise you. ❞ ❝ i have a better idea. i will do as i please. ❞ ❝ will there never be an end to it? ❞ ❝ i will wear that shame all my life. i cannot undo it, but i will spend my days wishing i could. ❞ ❝ if you want to join me, i will not stop you. ❞ ❝ if i do this thing, it will be the last i will ever do for you. ❞ ❝ i am sorry i put you in such danger. ❞

[lilthya]

-proffers a goblet w the words '#1 mom' engraved on them-

she drinks the tears of angels and demons alike from this cup every single morning ♡

[lilthya]

i think often about the time lilith felt her children threatened and she went mother bear and started slaughtering then got banished to the void.

[lilthya]

the wrath of a mother is terrifying. but ... what's scarier is that mother being lilith.

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the pleading, being called upon with the energy of desperation, fear, & pain. it was a call that would be answered swiftly, CRIMSON RED STAINING EVERY INCH. blood, so much blood. red dripping petals caressing the flesh of her child, born to sin, and was well entitled to such. in the demon's lap did weak form collapse. dual shaded hues watched the scene, the perhaps attempt massacre that had be bestowed. clinging to life, it'd seem. eyes watched, darkened lips parting as every inch of blood, cut, and bruise was taken in.

— WHO DID THIS TO YOU? ; images would meet her mind, revealing the fool that would so dare. hands rested on the child of sin, hellish flesh soaking up blood, stained in liquid life. " your suffering will not be in vain. " tone began. lids lowered as mother of hatred spoke, voice deep " for those who did this will not be shown an ounce of mercy. "

MOTHER. it's the only word in her head as she crawls to her altar. she needed to draw no blood. it was simply pouring out of her. split lip. gash along her stomach. bruises to her shins and shoulders. there could be broken bones. she wasn't quite sure. but the blood was there. MOTHER, PLEASE. so she began painting. it wasn't as neat as she'd been capable of before. shaky lines. smudges. but by the end of it she felt the kiss of the softest rose petals against her skin.

so the devil's daughter collapsed into what became the lap @lilthya .

“  who  did  this  to  you  ?  ” ( yeah yeah!! )

her mind is foggy. what had happened ?? whose boot met her stomach ?? whose spell held her magic at bay leaving her helpless to the onslaught ?? her mind reaches towards lilith , unable to find strength to speak. it BEGS her to look in , to watch her daughter become broken by the hand of bhaal for being disobedient.