#( ev. )

[duraksama]

[useless-greek]

ξενοδαιτυμών, -όνος, guests devourer, Ev.

[kneipe]

profen 2024

[arachling2]

𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒑 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕,

( As you approach the strange 𝖣𝗋𝗈𝗐, you noticed something twinkling between his soot colored fingers. As the silver chain dangles over the edge of his palm, you realize it's a locket, with a black star sapphire fitted in the oval bezel. 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌: Black star sapphires are popular jewels among 𝗅𝗈𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖣𝗋𝗈𝗐, for the way the light pattern within the gem emulates the symbol of their Goddess. )

In this event, what is being turned over in his hand is a small remnant of what remains of a fallen house. A small token of memory persisting, despite the utter annihilation that would see it wiped from the Earth. It's not an uncommon story to come out from the 𝖴𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄, his house was no exception to the rule it was simply one of the many to loose itself to its own ambition.

Black star sapphires are very valuable gems, being in possession of one could easily lead to a few assumptions: That he stole it, Knew the original owner before coming into possession of it or, if enough context clues were picked up on in the narrative, that his upbringing was more noble than he lets on.

No matter what assumption is formed, he uses sleight of hand to stow it away when approached. In reality, it is his mother's locket. The mother that raised him, anyway. The matron's locket has no magically quality in the daylight, but when the sun sets & darkness falls, it exudes the faintest echo of her magic. The locket only opens by way of command, specific phrasing known only to him so if you steal it, good luck figuring that out ( & surviving, it's death on sight ).

The contents of the locket are very simple, when a new Matron arose in the house, a small lock of her hair would be braided & placed inside. There is a small braid present for every generation of matron in house De'ana. It was considered a sacred practice in their family, they believed some of their essence was imparted in the braid, making the enchantment of the locket stronger with every ascension it witnessed. D'Lune never had daughters, a thing that was perceived as shameful by very many, so the locket remained around her neck until the house was eliminated.

She was half crushed under rubble, the heirloom both represents both his fond memories ( however few they may be ) & the haunting memory of having to witness someone you revered so highly disgraced in death. It is the only time the sight of a corpse sent him into a cold sweat, but if he hadn't had taken it from her neck, the locket would've found itself in some 𝖫𝗈𝗅𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 crone's hands & that level of post-mortem insult he could not allow.

[devilwomcn]

EDEN + SHAY / @brutcllysoft​ WHERE & WHEN: mentor's lounge?? maybe, day 1 of training

Despite Eden's preference to work alone, it's almost inevitable that One and Two end up sharing at least some mentoring duties due to alliances — and now that Two's got a new female mentor, she's trying desperately to see the bright side of it. But looking at Owen's sister, it seems immediately apparent that she's almost as useless as the woman who came before her, though Eden will do her very best to make a connection if it will benefit her. It's the only reason she chooses to approach the lost little lamb at all, despite every bone in her body screaming at her not to. "Look at you, new blood. Eden Vale, District One. Solid performance last year, we all thought out of the two of you it'd be the old man to take it — word got around about his Academy training. Shame what happened." Truth be told, Eden doesn't exactly remember how the guy managed to die, only that his partner hadn't gone out with him — a thorn in her side considering it left one more person for her own tributes to worry about. She'd been grateful enough that they hadn't been reaped from the pool of her own loved ones after having already gone through that trauma once before — how funny it is that her sister would find herself in the Capitol only a year later anyway. "But hey! You wouldn't have made it out otherwise, huh? Beat all those classically trained careers with your," she pauses, looks the other woman up and down and does her very best impression of someone who isn't absolutely disgusted by the pathetic excuse for a Career victor that stands in front of her. "Wit? I guess."

[ralfmaximus]

Tesla is tanking so hard it is dragging the entire EV segment's sales down into the negative. When you omit Tesla from the equation, EV sales are up 13% across the board.

Don't let anyone tell you EV sales are in a slump.

[street-of-mercy]

[your-absent-father]

I think people misunderstand "x fell first, y fell harder " trope because it's not about like the one who fell harder loves the other person harder. It's just that the one who fell first falls in a graceful way, one step at the time, maybe gradually over a span of time. The one who fell harder smashes trough the air, there's blood everywhere, everything is fine-

[diabloku]

king of rizz™ 🥂

[duraksama]

[peachhoneii]

Can we talk about the fact Lucifer more or less implied he ate Lilith out in the Garden of Eden?

Because he’s that guy, he also implied he and Eve fucked. I don’t think it was just a sly reference to the apple. I believe he and Eve had a sexual relationship.

Adam, you were such a horrible husband. Your first and second wife chose the same man over you.

I am all for Eve x Lilith x Lucifer being a romantic throuple and were happy, at least for a time before things got bad. Before Charlie.

If I can’t get that in canon, I will make it my fanon. For all we know, Cain is Lucifer’s son!

[madamserpentessa]

“The fruit was never an apple”

Max Svabinsky, (1873-1962)

“In Paradise” circa 1918

[urmumhaha]

I wish butch n femme balls existed. Not to b a fucking sap n a massive dyke but wow. Ugh even. Just wanna wear a gown n stilettos n have my honey greet me w a bouquet before we leave n we wear matching or complimentary jewelry n spend hours on my hair and makeup to impress. N then when we get there my honey will spin me around the room for a brief dance before grabbing something to drink, wine for me n whiskey for her, as we chat w other dykes n celebrate butchfemmeness. Or whatever

[devilwomcn]

EDEN + ELIAS / @beneathoaktrees WHERE & WHEN: a games personnel party, day 1 of training

Schmoozing comes almost as naturally as breathing to Eden. She'd spent the majority of the childhood rubbing elbows with District One's wealthiest, twirling when they asked her to and smiling brightly when they told her parents 'she'd make a fine victor some day.' Now that prediction has come true, and the game has yet to stop. Eden makes the appropriate rounds at every party, smiling brightly but not too big, laughing politely but not too loud, ignoring any wandering hand of affluent sponsors she knows she'll need the favor of if she has any hope for her sister this year. And most importantly, she's made it a point to get herself on the Gamemakers' radar, to upsell Silena even more than she usually does as the obvious pick for this year's favorite. Unfortunately, that means rubbing elbows with her least favorite of them, as well.

"Mr. Whitlock," she acknowledges the man once she finds herself in his orbit, all polite nods and smiles and double kisses before she settles in gracefully beside Elias as they face the statistics board. Silena's odds are some of the highest, of course — and of course, Eden knows that could mean absolutely nothing if she doesn't get to work. "This is an important year for you, coming off the success of the Quell. I trust you've got some exciting things in store." To the untrained ear, it's simply small talk — a compliment on his work last year and nothing more — but the tee up is so obvious that Eden doesn't try to mask her next point with flowery words. "And I trust you'll want a true Career victor, I'm sure, after the last one made a mockery of you all."

[redbelles]

We're off to battle again, old girl.

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON 2.04 The Red Dragon and the Gold

[ghostofkathrine]

Bat vase by Richard Freiwald