#Lilith Baldured

[ubububububusgoround]

clockworker's doll

bonus

[tiny-evillious]

Waiter. this girl? doing chores? less likely than you think!

(requested by multiple people)

[americanmadecheese]

Lilith (no watermark this time because I forgor)

[gecemi09]

capriccio farce, dis you?

[angelsartcorner]

[lazulicircus]

Waiter and MA

[lazui-l]

I’m so sorry

[sparkys-ec-corner]

7. 転生 / reincarnation

[spiral-p1lled]

is this anything

[detectinoir]

Lilith Baldured Stimboard

Themes of yellow & black

Requested by: @stargazerkasa

[court-of-constellations]

I headcanon that Lilith, once the body Gretel gave her wore out, asked Lich to add all her old scars to the next one. Not just her scars from the experimentation and Postman, but her scars from her lives as Rin and Riliane. She didn't want to forget those scars or the things that led to them- all the little scars on her fingers from accidentally cutting herself with a knife when she was first learning to cook, the burn mark from that one time one of the orphans accidentally pushed her into the stove, the dog bite she got when she repeatedly annoyed Kai's old Shiba Inu.

Some of the scars are less benign- there's a jagged scar on the front of her neck from when Kayo murdered her, and a smaller scar on the back on her neck from when Clarith tried to. There are long, thin lines on her arms that she refuses to talk about from when the guilt over her sins got to be too much, and there's several scars where her bones were broken as punishment for resisting Ma.

But they're all her scars, they're all proof that she's alive and can feel something- even if that something is pain. They're hers, and she wouldn't give them up for anything, no matter how much it hurts to recall them.

[tiny-evillious]

ostman. please read the picture the p starts and stops working at random like it started again mid writing this

[americanmadecheese]

The sisters of all time

[gecemi09]

i desperately want to know what the FUCK everyone was doing in Evils Theatre for like a decade. Like there can't have been THAT many trespassers so what was happening?? Did they just avoid each other? WHAT WERE THEY DOING DURING ALL THAT TIME I NEED TO KNOW

[quitofpunishment]

sigh

[darkstarbureau]

茶番カプリシオ (chaban kapurishio, Capriccio Farce (Clockwork Lullaby VI)) singable translyrics (the saga continues)

i may or may not have accidentally put some words multiple times a little too close to eachother but it shouldnt be noticable i think

also used actual names for characters instead of titles because im odd like that

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ARTE & POLLO: The judge waiting to bring 'pon her seize Riddled with such junk that'll all but gleam Come, now, their ashes fall like snow This irregularity is justice, no?

IRINA: With this gavel I will carry the search still going through The divine ordered us to keep collecting their remains If somehow you have an idea where they're to be found Come to the stand and continue to testify, "Sorceress of Time"!

MA: Epochs still continue to pass as an heirloom of their time Coming and going their masters, but one's to walk the line Even if the future still herds its feigning uncertainty I have an intuition that she is the one to blame

ARTE & POLLO: Take a look, take a look, go and look high and low Left, right, left right, ebb their disguises She has the key to all you could ever know Look for "The Master of the Hellish Yard"!

ADAM: In duration of this farce dragging through, it'll soon get to you All will be pointless when the gear stagnates

BANICA: Her brother who fell down into the earth, to which dreams won't concern She's too far gone and you know that your mother was the one to blame

POLLO: Justice keeps ringing scenarios of dissarray Vessels that've known no peace for all of their lives

ARTE: Each doting upon their very own ostinato Discordant, they sing a capriccio

MA: They've already written stories of depravity in the stars They walk alone on their path of all too destined parts

BANICA: If they were to ever see avarices' cold design They would certainly make a statement deep in blame:

ADAM: What really scared my pity into shame—

IRINA: Were the vices of humanity

Let's take a look at what we have and address all the facts This man who stands here is the child of lust itself I give you my special permission; come up to the stand Inform us of when you first arrived to this cursed forest

GAMMON: There's a feeling deep inside that I just cannot shake This urge that I need to seek the katana of violet Seeming its necessary to solve my mystery I trekked on into this wood solemn all by myself

ARTE & POLLO: Kill and devour, if it's grim, prowl anyway Such a lack of dignity really cannot be helped

IRINA: Conviction, conviction, at the rate of our mission Perjury! Conviction! Execution!

GAMMON: When I put on that sharp facade of no mercy to the gods The girl in front of me who changed her wits and lent me her hand

LILITH: I wanted the victim to be charged right since I am of employ

GAMMON: As of my release they've called me "Cursed Gardener"

MA: "Sorceress of Time" and also the "Cursed Gardener" are Harbingers for the awakening of them Each embracing their objectives, held up high and to the chest Ephemerally keeping invaders at bay

ARTE & POLLO:

"Master of the Court" and the "Master of the Graveyard" too Ticking gears, mopping tears "Master of the Hellish Yard" When the atonement of this theater will go to waste Who will be amused at the end of all things?

ADAM (2): Lulila lulila luli luli la… The first beating heart of the irregular

BANICA: Friends along the way farcically paining us

ADAM: Hopes and loves coinciding with losses deep in debt

IRINA: All continues to fuse with the turning of the clocktower

LILITH: The clockwork lullaby continually rings out a cry

ADAM (2): Right before the "Collector" took a bullet to the head

GAMMON: He constructed a theater that would contain the dead

MA: Will the paradise that he wished for his oh so dear Michelle

GUMILLIA: Ever come to its decided fruition?

ARTE & POLLO: Come, now, let us coincide With our own eyes this farce we call life

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man.

anyway you know the drill i WILL be back